very deep nslaymode that poem rocks! i LOVE ANGSTY DARK STUFF! I wish I had somethin' to contribute VS and Jaded I love your stuff you really put me shame ---- I love all these poets coming outta hiding :heee: more please : blush : !???
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4.O.cious Miss
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An oldie......
This ones a few years old. Was bored out of my mind one evening and came up with this.....
~Anything~
Your absence may drive me insane,
This loneliness engulfs my brain,
Is there anything that I can do,
To keep my mind off loving you?
I jumped around, I lit a match;
I lost a kite I could not catch;
Cooked some dinner, It went sour;
Watched Home Shopping for an hour;
I tried to sleep, but could not rest;
Went and took an IQ test,
Found our picture, hung it up;
Filled a nearly empty cup,
Nothing left, I sat and cried;
Said I didn't, but I lied;
I wove a rug, turned out a light;
Hibernated for the night,
I brushed my hair, then took a swim;
I watched a star, and saw it dim;
I ran, I sang, I threw a fit;
I danced, I yawned...
Now here I sit.
LOL. Now how bored do you really have to be to come up with something like that huh? :nibble6:
This ones a few years old. Was bored out of my mind one evening and came up with this.....
~Anything~
Your absence may drive me insane,
This loneliness engulfs my brain,
Is there anything that I can do,
To keep my mind off loving you?
I jumped around, I lit a match;
I lost a kite I could not catch;
Cooked some dinner, It went sour;
Watched Home Shopping for an hour;
I tried to sleep, but could not rest;
Went and took an IQ test,
Found our picture, hung it up;
Filled a nearly empty cup,
Nothing left, I sat and cried;
Said I didn't, but I lied;
I wove a rug, turned out a light;
Hibernated for the night,
I brushed my hair, then took a swim;
I watched a star, and saw it dim;
I ran, I sang, I threw a fit;
I danced, I yawned...
Now here I sit.
LOL. Now how bored do you really have to be to come up with something like that huh? :nibble6:
eponinethen
Majk
I wrote some poems for fun, some months ago. It's not like they're good or anything, it's just for practice. The only reason I'm posting this is because I'm really tired but I can't go to bed yet. (And I know my don't all make sense, but that's the way I write...)
This is a Faith "poem":
Come join the crowd
and put your life at risk
Join in, this is our sweetest,
friends will surround
Live at the edge alone or
take one step further
die for us
we might bring you back
or leave you in hell
depends on our mood
depends on your
attitude
Another poetry thing, hasn't got a lot to do with BtVS, it's just inspired:
A wish to leave
it's easy to tell
everything is,
complicated minds
not here, turn away
Emotions that remind
us of nothing
but keeps us aware
that nothing ever will
remind, or create
real feelings
useless things
Self awareness, to the
point it becomes unbearable
to the point we
stop and start considering
options
or chances to leave
When we stop ourself
to smell the feelings of
too long ago
too much to say
soo great sorrow to bear
It was never anything
to talk about
don't mention me
This is a Faith "poem":
Come join the crowd
and put your life at risk
Join in, this is our sweetest,
friends will surround
Live at the edge alone or
take one step further
die for us
we might bring you back
or leave you in hell
depends on our mood
depends on your
attitude
Another poetry thing, hasn't got a lot to do with BtVS, it's just inspired:
A wish to leave
it's easy to tell
everything is,
complicated minds
not here, turn away
Emotions that remind
us of nothing
but keeps us aware
that nothing ever will
remind, or create
real feelings
useless things
Self awareness, to the
point it becomes unbearable
to the point we
stop and start considering
options
or chances to leave
When we stop ourself
to smell the feelings of
too long ago
too much to say
soo great sorrow to bear
It was never anything
to talk about
don't mention me
it makes perfect sense epo. have some faith in yourself 😛 and even IF there Were any bad poems here (which there aren't), like some anonymous spanish dude said in their book of lazarillo de tormes, which if you can read spanish isn't half bad, its the first picaro novel (think huck finn), anyway..back to my point, that there is some good in every book (i sub thing when i read, cuz....i think thing too), no matter how badly written....which..means....no matter how bad whatever it is,. is, there is Always some good to get from it.
but..y'all didn't need to worry about that anyway so that was just me being tired and schoolwork procrastinationatory. new word. 😉
eh...i haven't written anything with teh buffyverse specifically in mind, but...some stuff works for this. so..i guess this one could be about faith. its not me best but..hey....
give me that coy little look
that flirtacious gaze
and let me feast on your delectable body.
bottle up your sweet sensous scent
send it to the far reaches of tahiti to make millions
give me that coy little look
that tells me your ready
and that i'll get to feast on your delectable body
selll it to all the famous girls that want what you have
because you know all the famous boys want you.
give me that knee shaking power
that amazing ability to render men useless
and let me save you from yourself.
bottle up that precious anger
send it away to the moon to detonate and give us peace.
but..y'all didn't need to worry about that anyway so that was just me being tired and schoolwork procrastinationatory. new word. 😉
eh...i haven't written anything with teh buffyverse specifically in mind, but...some stuff works for this. so..i guess this one could be about faith. its not me best but..hey....
give me that coy little look
that flirtacious gaze
and let me feast on your delectable body.
bottle up your sweet sensous scent
send it to the far reaches of tahiti to make millions
give me that coy little look
that tells me your ready
and that i'll get to feast on your delectable body
selll it to all the famous girls that want what you have
because you know all the famous boys want you.
give me that knee shaking power
that amazing ability to render men useless
and let me save you from yourself.
bottle up that precious anger
send it away to the moon to detonate and give us peace.
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4.O.cious Miss
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~Ex~
Would you leave me here in darkness,
Tainted with your lies,
Could you walk away indifferent,
While I soiled you with cries,
Your answer is unimportant,
For a tear you will not see,
I'm much too strong a woman,
To let such things influence me,
My love was laced with fire,
Now my anger leaves me cold,
You can give these empty promises,
To the next woman to hold,
Because I'm finished being yours,
I'm getting back to being mine,
To be contingent is pathetic,
But independence is divine,
So spill your useless tears,
On someone elses floor,
For I've got a date with life,
And you don't have one anymore.
Go ahead and say it....Morbid much??
~Ex~
Would you leave me here in darkness,
Tainted with your lies,
Could you walk away indifferent,
While I soiled you with cries,
Your answer is unimportant,
For a tear you will not see,
I'm much too strong a woman,
To let such things influence me,
My love was laced with fire,
Now my anger leaves me cold,
You can give these empty promises,
To the next woman to hold,
Because I'm finished being yours,
I'm getting back to being mine,
To be contingent is pathetic,
But independence is divine,
So spill your useless tears,
On someone elses floor,
For I've got a date with life,
And you don't have one anymore.
Go ahead and say it....Morbid much??
W
Willow02
Guest
Tru Serenity
Your Hand In Mine
Alright, well i write poetry all the time, and this is one of my fav. ones, lemme know what you think :happy30:
~Dreaming Of My Nothing~
Stuck in a state between this and the next.
Everything is real in this dream.
Voices crack the static silence, and there is nothing.
Scream at me some more.
Just so i can know someone's here.
Whisper to me some more.
Just so i can know something's there.
And what is it,
Everything i've been serching for?
Everything i cling to so tight.
Nothing within this everything as i drift through endless nights.
Whisper to me some more.
Just so i can know something's there.
Scream at me some more.
Just so i can know someone's here.
Repitition is a sign of insanity.
Doing it all over again as i stand in place.
Sit in place. Fall in place. Dream in place.
Repitition is a sign of insanity.
Doing it all over again as i stand in place.
Sit in place. Fall in place. Dream in place.
And where is this place?
The one i know of so well.
Frequent visits throughout the night.
Welcome to my darkness, welcome to my light.
Welcome to every fear true, welcome to my inner fight.
Everything goes about me quick; fast.
Nothing to cling to, nothing to grasp.
Everything slips through fingers clutched tight.
Nothing to hold me through this darkening night.
A little louder i can't hear you.
No more screaming. No more crying.
Wake me from this dream.
No more screaming. No more crying.
Dying. Just dying.
I'm dying in this dream.
I'm nothing in this dream.
There's nothing in this dream.
Stuck in a state between this and the next.
Everything is real in this dream.
Voices crack the static silence and there is nothing.
Dreaming of my nothing.
Please.
Please.
Wake me.
~Dreaming Of My Nothing~
Stuck in a state between this and the next.
Everything is real in this dream.
Voices crack the static silence, and there is nothing.
Scream at me some more.
Just so i can know someone's here.
Whisper to me some more.
Just so i can know something's there.
And what is it,
Everything i've been serching for?
Everything i cling to so tight.
Nothing within this everything as i drift through endless nights.
Whisper to me some more.
Just so i can know something's there.
Scream at me some more.
Just so i can know someone's here.
Repitition is a sign of insanity.
Doing it all over again as i stand in place.
Sit in place. Fall in place. Dream in place.
Repitition is a sign of insanity.
Doing it all over again as i stand in place.
Sit in place. Fall in place. Dream in place.
And where is this place?
The one i know of so well.
Frequent visits throughout the night.
Welcome to my darkness, welcome to my light.
Welcome to every fear true, welcome to my inner fight.
Everything goes about me quick; fast.
Nothing to cling to, nothing to grasp.
Everything slips through fingers clutched tight.
Nothing to hold me through this darkening night.
A little louder i can't hear you.
No more screaming. No more crying.
Wake me from this dream.
No more screaming. No more crying.
Dying. Just dying.
I'm dying in this dream.
I'm nothing in this dream.
There's nothing in this dream.
Stuck in a state between this and the next.
Everything is real in this dream.
Voices crack the static silence and there is nothing.
Dreaming of my nothing.
Please.
Please.
Wake me.
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<Jaw drops and NSlays shoulders fall> *sniffle* <throws hands in the air> Well, that's it- I guess I can just pack up and go home now! LOL. Seriously- you rock! I loved it!!
<Jaw drops and NSlays shoulders fall> *sniffle* <throws hands in the air> Well, that's it- I guess I can just pack up and go home now! LOL. Seriously- you rock! I loved it!!
Tru Serenity
Your Hand In Mine
lol, thank you very much hun.. i'll post a few more later, but i don't want to take up the whole board :hmm:
i could have Not meant it in a :devy: way. 😛 like just so amazing you make men faint....or that men jsut fall for you. eh...i stand by my i dont need to take a cold shower stance. but im glad you like it.
eh..hm;..not strictly btvsy..but...eh..guess you can take it as faith in regards to b...maybe...eh...i need to fix this one....
Beautiful disaster
waiting in the wings
ready to swallow me like a gull.
Bitter air and lonely feelings
nothings ever right, or good enough.
Selfishly high standards
make lover's kill themselves for spite
and for fear of loving someone so twisted.
Bent, bitter and broken,
I'll never be all right.
Deathly kisses and poisonous wishes,
I'd fall at her feet and let her beat me into oblivion
then beg for more, cuz it's the only
emotion she'll ever show me.
Ashamed of me and my actions
I'll become a ball,
wrapped in guilt
brooding in a corner
'till hunger or want draws me out.
Never one to show my emotions
bottled up like priceless vintage wine
if they fester anymore,
my skin will grow mold.
Beautiful disasters cloud my mind,
paint my future and surround me,
while you slip away.
My impure heart kills everyone in time.
eh..hm;..not strictly btvsy..but...eh..guess you can take it as faith in regards to b...maybe...eh...i need to fix this one....
Beautiful disaster
waiting in the wings
ready to swallow me like a gull.
Bitter air and lonely feelings
nothings ever right, or good enough.
Selfishly high standards
make lover's kill themselves for spite
and for fear of loving someone so twisted.
Bent, bitter and broken,
I'll never be all right.
Deathly kisses and poisonous wishes,
I'd fall at her feet and let her beat me into oblivion
then beg for more, cuz it's the only
emotion she'll ever show me.
Ashamed of me and my actions
I'll become a ball,
wrapped in guilt
brooding in a corner
'till hunger or want draws me out.
Never one to show my emotions
bottled up like priceless vintage wine
if they fester anymore,
my skin will grow mold.
Beautiful disasters cloud my mind,
paint my future and surround me,
while you slip away.
My impure heart kills everyone in time.
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~Rain~
Allow my lips upon you,
Feel my breath atop your chest,
Let me tease you till you exhale,
For my passion does not rest,
I will warm you where you want me,
And you'll shiver with desire,
You'll flow like raging waters,
Yet you'll burn like wild fire,
I've grown tired of this waiting,
So It's time to spread your wings,
Trust that I will never hurt you,
I just want to show you things,
My world was made to please you,
I can take you there tonight,
The tears they soon will vanish,
And my touch will feel so right,
So as I crush your inhibitions,
Your qualms will then diminish,
You'll sing in your desire,
And you'll rain before I finish...
~Rain~
Allow my lips upon you,
Feel my breath atop your chest,
Let me tease you till you exhale,
For my passion does not rest,
I will warm you where you want me,
And you'll shiver with desire,
You'll flow like raging waters,
Yet you'll burn like wild fire,
I've grown tired of this waiting,
So It's time to spread your wings,
Trust that I will never hurt you,
I just want to show you things,
My world was made to please you,
I can take you there tonight,
The tears they soon will vanish,
And my touch will feel so right,
So as I crush your inhibitions,
Your qualms will then diminish,
You'll sing in your desire,
And you'll rain before I finish...
Jaded
Cold broken Hallelujah
okay I've caught the poetry bug. this poem is from a sister's point of view on lying.
White Lies
Her body was lies,
A breathing mesh of untruth,
Tangled falsehoods knotted her muscles.
Smiles, movements, glances,
She poured lies dipped in truth
Over us. Set us out in the sun.
Her glaze of non-truth hardened over our eyes.
The camera aided her.
Flashing light of her smile,
Seems dark now, blinded us then.
Candour uncaptured swims beneath,
Each photograph a slice
Of make-believe. Sad soul concealed.
Frozen as the perfect daughter forever.
She never tripped up,
Even her corpse was dishonest,
Peace pervaded her cold flesh,
Her own face a glazed effigy of lies,
She could not be at peace
Without us. Could her face not crack
To show she missed her bad truthful sister?
Perhaps, without upsetting anyone,
She could melt her lies away,
Unseen she could now untie her tears.
Leaving me to swarm with smiles.
Her body was lies,
A breathing mesh of untruth,
Tangled falsehoods knotted her muscles.
Smiles, movements, glances,
She poured lies dipped in truth
Over us. Set us out in the sun.
Her glaze of non-truth hardened over our eyes.
The camera aided her.
Flashing light of her smile,
Seems dark now, blinded us then.
Candour uncaptured swims beneath,
Each photograph a slice
Of make-believe. Sad soul concealed.
Frozen as the perfect daughter forever.
She never tripped up,
Even her corpse was dishonest,
Peace pervaded her cold flesh,
Her own face a glazed effigy of lies,
She could not be at peace
Without us. Could her face not crack
To show she missed her bad truthful sister?
Perhaps, without upsetting anyone,
She could melt her lies away,
Unseen she could now untie her tears.
Leaving me to swarm with smiles.
Shattered
Kafuffle
Okay, well, BtVs inspired this poem, and I guess it's also kind of about Buffy and her relationships with guys, and also some of my past relationships, so I hope that's okay!! :smile: Please let me know what you guys think of it!! Thanks!!!
~Him~
Her skin against the air, only touching and feeling...but nothing more.
Her heart pounding as adrenaline rushes through her veins, and her
soul dampens. Her eyes once alive and full, now pathetic and lost. There's no love, no cure, no sounds, no nothing. Just one shadow, just one movement, just one thought, just one glance. Every moment, every silence, every second, every blood drop, and every tear shed. To see the life, to see the pain, to see the suffering, and to see the nothing. Being alone, being strong,
being understood, being alive. To wish away the strain, to wish away the darkness, to wish away love, and to wish away him. To gain the heart, to gain the soul, and to gain the same things. It's about losing nothing, and everything at the same moment in time.........
Her skin against the air, only touching and feeling...but nothing more.
Her heart pounding as adrenaline rushes through her veins, and her
soul dampens. Her eyes once alive and full, now pathetic and lost. There's no love, no cure, no sounds, no nothing. Just one shadow, just one movement, just one thought, just one glance. Every moment, every silence, every second, every blood drop, and every tear shed. To see the life, to see the pain, to see the suffering, and to see the nothing. Being alone, being strong,
being understood, being alive. To wish away the strain, to wish away the darkness, to wish away love, and to wish away him. To gain the heart, to gain the soul, and to gain the same things. It's about losing nothing, and everything at the same moment in time.........
6DevilChild6
Rogue
wow, you guys are all really good!
but I gotta say my fave is ~Dreaming Of My Nothing~ I just loved that one!
but I gotta say my fave is ~Dreaming Of My Nothing~ I just loved that one!
Jaded
Cold broken Hallelujah
A poem about writing, not very good, but I seem to have lost my flow at the moment.
~Jaded x
~Jaded x
Atom
An atom is perfection,
A tiny stress point,
The place that cannot be broken,
But all else must be destroyed
Before that perfect realisation.
Is the gain of a flawless strength
Worth the loss of everything?
Is it worth removing yourself from the real world,
To create an imperfect one of your own?
You can wrap your words in imagery
So breathtakingly beautiful,
But your breath would be cold
With no love to surround you.
Is it a choice?
When your veins are torn
By letters to be turned into words,
Word into sentences,
Sentences into epics.
What happens when you have
Slashed and pulled out the words?
Will you die? Or reach that atom,
A perfect catharsis.
The calm of a dreamer's loneliness.
An atom is perfection,
A tiny stress point,
The place that cannot be broken,
But all else must be destroyed
Before that perfect realisation.
Is the gain of a flawless strength
Worth the loss of everything?
Is it worth removing yourself from the real world,
To create an imperfect one of your own?
You can wrap your words in imagery
So breathtakingly beautiful,
But your breath would be cold
With no love to surround you.
Is it a choice?
When your veins are torn
By letters to be turned into words,
Word into sentences,
Sentences into epics.
What happens when you have
Slashed and pulled out the words?
Will you die? Or reach that atom,
A perfect catharsis.
The calm of a dreamer's loneliness.
Jaded
Cold broken Hallelujah
Okay an actual Buffyverse poem:
fuffy
She flicks her eyes at me,
Looking under mascara-ed lashes
With sex in her eyes,
Liquid eye liner black and full
Gives her a stolen elegance
Which I know is a lie,
She's a mouthy brash girl,
For a second I'm fooled,
And I can taste
Her cigarette-skin again,
Soft and white in my mouth,
I smile, a smile of absolute power
To hide my clawing eyes.
*
fuffy
She flicks her eyes at me,
Looking under mascara-ed lashes
With sex in her eyes,
Liquid eye liner black and full
Gives her a stolen elegance
Which I know is a lie,
She's a mouthy brash girl,
For a second I'm fooled,
And I can taste
Her cigarette-skin again,
Soft and white in my mouth,
I smile, a smile of absolute power
To hide my clawing eyes.
*
Mesektet Ra
a walking insurrection.
Alright. Here I go.
My stuff doesn't make much sense, but that's kinda the point of poetry, at least as I understand it. Right? RIGHT?!
Anyway...
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In Flames
Based on the Tales of the Slayer story 'Righteous'
I am the righteous,
The Chosen,
Your martyr,
The blessed, the only,
I boil, I burn.
And I know in my heart,
That pumped my life once upon a time,
That my soul rests where angels sing.
While you, betrayers,
I saved you!
Will burn with the damned.
They say that God is good, and God is kind,
And I'm his childe now.
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Devour
Based on the Slayers
So you leave me? Beg me, right?
Broken little chit with her kicks and kisses, neverending black little heart and the moon -
The sole heir to the torn and lost love of the night and a little more please!
Miss me, love me, never forget me because I'm gone, lost -
Never found.
Expand your expanse for bloodlust and reason and the lineage of demon never sleeps, breathes -
Be brave. Live - for us, thy warrior of the people -
Bear the cross that sears the skin and grimy muscle that's beneath you, in which it devours.
The THING, it, beneath you, it's here too it's crawling, breathing, and bringing on it's destructive and deadly night.
Muddy little hands wet with your grave dirt and dripping with our blood, our life -
Our endeavor.
--------------------
Yup. There I go.
My stuff doesn't make much sense, but that's kinda the point of poetry, at least as I understand it. Right? RIGHT?!
Anyway...
--------------------
In Flames
Based on the Tales of the Slayer story 'Righteous'
I am the righteous,
The Chosen,
Your martyr,
The blessed, the only,
I boil, I burn.
And I know in my heart,
That pumped my life once upon a time,
That my soul rests where angels sing.
While you, betrayers,
I saved you!
Will burn with the damned.
They say that God is good, and God is kind,
And I'm his childe now.
--------------------
Devour
Based on the Slayers
So you leave me? Beg me, right?
Broken little chit with her kicks and kisses, neverending black little heart and the moon -
The sole heir to the torn and lost love of the night and a little more please!
Miss me, love me, never forget me because I'm gone, lost -
Never found.
Expand your expanse for bloodlust and reason and the lineage of demon never sleeps, breathes -
Be brave. Live - for us, thy warrior of the people -
Bear the cross that sears the skin and grimy muscle that's beneath you, in which it devours.
The THING, it, beneath you, it's here too it's crawling, breathing, and bringing on it's destructive and deadly night.
Muddy little hands wet with your grave dirt and dripping with our blood, our life -
Our endeavor.
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Yup. There I go.
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Awesome work you two! And MR...you are so right, poetry is what you make of it! Rhyme or no....JD..the fuffy peice? WOW! Very hot! Good work!:smileyb:
Awesome work you two! And MR...you are so right, poetry is what you make of it! Rhyme or no....JD..the fuffy peice? WOW! Very hot! Good work!:smileyb:
Angel's vision
Silence! I Keel you!
Heros
This poem insired by the ending of Angel and the C.O.A forum closure..so appolgies to the ones who have heard it before...
I wrote it with another C.A.er..
Hero's stand forever in the fight
come rain, wind and cold.
The dragon the hero hopes to slay
till death comes their way.
the fight continues on.
They band together wiht might
come fanged ones so bold
teh demons to pay
till all lives are saved
and all threats are gone.
The champions may win to fight another day
aided by the gentle strength of Fred gone away
spurned on by the courage of other freinds gone too soon
Wesley, Cordelia and Doyle too
his last words echo in their thoughts
it's what it is all about, fighting the good fight,
i understand that now....
This poem insired by the ending of Angel and the C.O.A forum closure..so appolgies to the ones who have heard it before...
I wrote it with another C.A.er..
Hero's stand forever in the fight
come rain, wind and cold.
The dragon the hero hopes to slay
till death comes their way.
the fight continues on.
They band together wiht might
come fanged ones so bold
teh demons to pay
till all lives are saved
and all threats are gone.
The champions may win to fight another day
aided by the gentle strength of Fred gone away
spurned on by the courage of other freinds gone too soon
Wesley, Cordelia and Doyle too
his last words echo in their thoughts
it's what it is all about, fighting the good fight,
i understand that now....