mikemanfreeman Posted July 21, 2010 Report Share Posted July 21, 2010 hey mariah i really like that^ poem of yours - out of interest, where is the last line you quote from ("Well, you never had the beest luck, kid")? Also, your sig is brilliant - did you design that yourself? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MarMaramore Posted August 1, 2010 Report Share Posted August 1, 2010 hey mariah i really like that^ poem of yours - out of interest, where is the last line you quote from ("Well, you never had the beest luck, kid")? Also, your sig is brilliant - did you design that yourself? I was dating someone and they told me that I've never really had the best luck. So I quoted them. I just sort of found the heart on photobucket. But as far as the phrase goes, it's just this gay-kid quote. (: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mikemanfreeman Posted August 11, 2010 Report Share Posted August 11, 2010 yea just meant the image, tis funky! right, this is my first poem post so please let me know what you think. Young Love Exultant times, Inseparable. We were young loves, Quintessential. Our passion radiated, Hot-yellow sun beams. Your mind, body and soul, My every dream. In the thousands of memories, I swim and bask. I relish each thought of you, To the very last. I would die now, To be in your embrace. I love you, how did we get to this place? Forever you're lost, I tore you apart. Why do I not search? Ouch. My unripened heart. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
777 Posted August 18, 2010 Report Share Posted August 18, 2010 I would have thought you'd have been doing poems all your life! You have the array of words to keep it interesting the flow is quite the same so it's not an ocean to drink. It's really great! Space Dust No matter how many tears The earth cries Doesn't matter As to the number of the wishes Nothing will bring you back The clouds beneath your feet And the stars themselves at your neck With nothingness as your seat The skies and our love Still lay beneath your feet You found out the secret And why they keep it The dead themselves Without the alive to see it We're here we're the living You're on your journey On a loop of light Repeated That's for anyone who knows someone very dear that has died. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jorgi Posted August 18, 2010 Report Share Posted August 18, 2010 mike and chris, they're beautiful i haven't written anything in so long, so this is gross sunrise and moonlies - money says it better than the l.u.s.t. i speak in letters and the car lights highlight your star-spangled eyes you can't forget her but don't think i'll let you go as easily as this - you exceed me in all by my fist in your face - i couldn't have put it any other way; i wish i knew what i'd do without you i love the way your heart beats and the feet you tap all over my broken teeth the honey dripped from your eyes and into my life i'll look for luck if you shut the fuck up - we're both stuck in this and i miss nothing but the way that you taste - i wouldn't have it any other way; where would we be without us so we'll sit and we'll drink as they express the unexpected and i'll assess the unaffected - don't think we've fooled them for one single second - we expect the unimpressive; this is a message. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
{Alice Cullen} Posted October 11, 2010 Report Share Posted October 11, 2010 Demon's Play Your demons awake Time to sleep They play in your head you think your sane It's just a game Watch it spin Maybe you win Probably just lose Your mind Your soul Keep guessing Watch them laugh Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
{Alice Cullen} Posted October 11, 2010 Report Share Posted October 11, 2010 Space Dust No matter how many tears The earth cries Doesn't matter As to the number of the wishes Nothing will bring you back The clouds beneath your feet And the stars themselves at your neck With nothingness as your seat The skies and our love Still lay beneath your feet You found out the secret And why they keep it The dead themselves Without the alive to see it We're here we're the living You're on your journey On a loop of light Repeated That's for anyone who knows someone very dear that has died. that's beautiful <3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wildman Posted October 20, 2010 Report Share Posted October 20, 2010 This isn't a song or a poem, but this is my attempt at a novel that I tried writing my freshman year. Tell me if you think its good, if it is, I'll continue on writing it. (Also, ignore the grammar errors) The Angelic By R. Ernest Wimperis Prologue Only the good may posses it, but all evil cannot. But if there was no evil, every body will. But now the people who don’t have it kill to have it. But it all comes at a cost, for the people that do, they are able to pass to the evil. There are different types of this, but there is one of them that is different, this one has been given through vicarious love. The truth is, many good people have no right to own it, not even all the Gods and Goddesses of this world. But that changes. The holy spirits do not earn them, they kill innocent lives for them. All can save lives but the thing is, very few even decide to use them. One person can change everything, if you let them breakaway and give them the chance. Chapter 1: First step living life not knowing, Second step, living life and knowing The sky was just turning blue in the early morning, the cool summer morning breeze was just settling in its place. In the deep wood of the town of Tihuyb lay a peaceful home with a brick chimney and a stone outside and a roof made of straw. About a quarter mile from the home was a young man and an older man chopping wood for fire at night. The young man had red hair, and a slight amount of freckles, he was a little thinner than his father that had graying red hair. As that breeze blew, it rustled the sweat on young Xeno’s back. “Dad, I’m supposed to meet Morkro later this morning to go hunting for wild boar.†Xeno’s father turned around to look at him. “I tell you Xeno, there is something about that boy, I don’t trust.†“He seems like an all right guy to be around,†Xeno replied defensively. “He just moved here and I feel we should be more welcoming to him.†His father turned around and looked at Xeno with a shine of worry in his eyes and said. “Son, does that boy have a gem?†“And what if he doesn’t, would you hate him? Listen, I’m 16 I think I can fend for myself, he’s younger than me, he’s what 14 going on 15. We also have much in common, we met in town by the butcher shop when I was delivering boar, he also—†Xeno was cut off by his father. “Are you sure he that young, looks can be deceiving†“Well dad, you know, even if he hurts me, you know what will happen.†Xeno’s dad kindly replied. “Even so you’ll still be in pain.†“It’s okay, anyway I’m going to go now†Xeno said. “Be careful son†as his father waved him goodbye Xeno scurried off toward the house to grab his weapon and ropes and what not. Soon after he left and met Morkro by the butcher’s where they met. *** “So, you’re here, its about time,†said a snarled voice toward Xeno. The voice of the person was Morkro, he had black hair and seemed to be oriental, and he was pretty tall for his age and had a worn down gray robe, in which his weapon hung from his belt. “I got here as fast as I could,†said the young out-of-breath Xeno. As Xeno stopped rubbing his cramped side. “The butcher said he wanted us to get him at least two boar, he’ll pay us 43 ralst for each one we kill and 14 extra if we skin it,†said the voice to Xeno. “That seems cool with me,†Xeno said, “and what is the weapon you intend to use Morkro?†Asked Xeno as he turned to Morkro. Morkro replied, “I have a long sword dagger, and what’s that, a thin sword. What a worthless piece of metal.†“It was my mother’s, she gave it to my father to give to me when I turned 14, I’ve had this sword for a couple years, it’s probably—†“Time is wasting, let’s go before the butcher cuts the deal,†Morkro said as he started to walk away. “Hey wait up for me.†The two young men traveled a bit before they reached to the forest a quarter mile away north, and all of a sudden they heard a rustling noise move behind them then all of a sudden a giant boar, well over three feet tall came running toward both Xeno and Morkro. “Look out!†Xeno shouted as he pushed Morkro out of the way. “I could of handled it myself, watch where your going and—ugh,†Morkro said as he shielded the boar away with his sword. The two young men were fighting this odd boar, it had shielded armor siding and horns and long tusks. The boar was pushing them deeper and deeper into the forest. Soon Xeno stood back held his ground and focused all his mind on his sword and suddenly his sword was flashing a greenish yellow aura of light and all of a sudden, he took a slash at the air in the direction of the boar, breaking off all the armor at that particular boar, leaving it vulnerable as Morkro finished it off. “How the heck did you do that, you must have been very focused,†Morkro said surprised. “I eat my fruits and vegetables,†Xeno replied jokingly. “Ha ha funny, you’re a real jokester now†Morkro said a little agitated. “Hmmf.†“Well, I guess you cant can’t do that with your ‘long sword dagger’†Xeno said back to him, like he seemed to be the better man. “Your just jealous of me and my intense skills passed down my—†his voice trailed off. “Boys, settle down,†said a calm welcoming woman’s voice. “Oh hi Ashley†Xeno said as he recuperated, himself from joking around. Ashley walked by Xeno, and sat down on a tree stump. She was beautiful; she had short brown hair, brown eyes, and an appealing shape to her. She had a smooth smile and thin cheeks. “So Xeno, is this Morkro?†She said calmly. “Why not just ask me, I’m right here, I hope you know that!†Morkro said rudely. “Anyway, Susie, are you single.†“My name is not Susie, and I’m not interested, I have my eyes on one of the villagers†Ashley said. Xeno sighed and looked down. “What wrong Xeno?†Ashley said sincerely. “I… just… wanted a, um, bigger boar†Xeno said depressingly slow. “Oh, so the two of you were hunting. You know my views on hunting and killing.†“Well how much ralst do you make doing nothing?†Sneered Morkro as he sat down by the trunk of a tree a couple feet from Xeno and Ashley. “So Yvette, how come you’re here. And… how old are you, ma’am maybe sometime we could—†Morkro was cut off by Ashley. “First of all I’m 17 and I’m far too old for you, and I came here because my silly brother’s armoring experiment of some boar went awfully wrong and went into the forest, so would this of happened to of been that boar?†“It did have some sort of shield but I decinegrated went I destroyed it with my focused energy.†Xeno said exiting from his depression. “I thought we were hunting,†Morkro said, “you, Sally, do you have a weapon of something, can you heal, cast spells or what?†“I heal and I’m good at it too, but I’m not a full fledged healer yet,†said Ashley, “even so, you guys go out on your own, I’ll go back and tell my brother.†Soon after Ashley left with a wave good-bye and the two young men headed on their way once again, after bringing the boar to the butcher and went off. *** “Stay here and be quiet,†Xeno whispered, as they slipped behind a tree “Hey Xeno, let me tell you something,†Morkro whispered gently. “Can it wait, we must continue, or we’ll have no ralst to split,†Xeno whispered. Morkro was a bit enraged with anger, due to the fact that he wanted to be first all the time and if he were told otherwise he’d have a fit. Morkro as many people saw in him was a little trustworthy; Xeno’s father could see the difference. But was Morkro really bad, Xeno thought not. He seemed to be gentile, was he? “I was the one worried about the ralst we were about to split, what the hell is wrong with you, you know what, I don’t give a damn about this anymore,†Morkro said angrily as he pistol whipped Xeno in the chin with the tip of the sword and sheathed his stomach. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kwik-silva Posted October 27, 2010 Report Share Posted October 27, 2010 WATER THE FLOWERS There are some things I didn’t want to know About your love life About your love life I throw your pictures at the walls Cause I despise you And I know you do The same And I can’t believe that you’d Date him Because he was My best friend And I know you’d like nothing better Than to fuck with My Mind I won’t let you get to me I know, I’ll make it through your disease I don’t need your confidence I’ll make my own Your picture adorns the lamppost With no hope They’ll never find you Secretly I am smiling For your loss Because this is what I dreamt I won’t let you get to me I know, I’ll make it through your disease I don’t need your confidence I’ll make my own OUT OF THE BLACKNESS. INTO THE BLUE. Blue sky reflects the cold sea I close my eyes and wonder How this happened (to me) She lived next door at number 23 Used to see her everyday but now She’s moved away She’s moved away I know it’s just a summer romance But then again it always ends better [everyone shouts] in films I refuse just to let this go to waste But God has better things to do Then help me out Then help me out Loop the rope around my neck There will be no blood No cleaning up to do Just forget about me Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RenegadeRoss Posted October 28, 2010 Report Share Posted October 28, 2010 I wrote this in the space of 5 minutes just out of pure frustration. My heads a mess, It's in the clouds Im all torn up, Can you hear the sounds Of my heart beating, Baby of my heart beating. I'm all alone, looking for something to do, But everything in here just reminds me of you,and It hurts, Baby it hurts. Ive been waiting for your call, Just to hear your tender words, I've been crying inside Do you know how much this hurts? But ive been waiting. I've been waiting. My heart skips a beat, whenever you are near But you feel so far, and it brings a tear I miss you, Baby i miss you. Ive made my mistakes, I've ran and hid, I've grown up now, i regret all i did, I'm sorry, Baby im sorry Ive been waiting for your call, Just to hear your tender words, I've been crying inside Do you know how much this hurts? But ive been waiting. I've been waiting. Ive been waiting for your call, Just to hear your tender words, I've been crying inside Do you know how much this hurts? But i'll keep waiting, Baby i'll keep waiting. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
kwik-silva Posted October 29, 2010 Report Share Posted October 29, 2010 Just a little demo my band did http://www.last.fm/music/Broken+Target/Demos/Out+Of+The+Blackness.+Into+The+Blue. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
777 Posted November 7, 2010 Report Share Posted November 7, 2010 you say the truth Never set you free and has brought you Sacrifice and a fall I say open your eyes and you will be set free because of all this time You never seen the truth at all Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
777 Posted November 14, 2010 Report Share Posted November 14, 2010 upon the high way up in the sky said this is nothing but a fucking breeze passing by it's just like war winning spoils from doors just like blending from angels to all the whores my knuckles stay all bruised cuts from "I-owe-you's" nevermind this all Adrenaline Hand in hand to my own fall It was a fight and I was the winner but there's no real loser giving love to her and then I abuse her No more bullshit. this is real. this is life. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wildman Posted December 6, 2010 Report Share Posted December 6, 2010 This is a concept song I wrote for a new style of music I want to start working on. Also note that I was listening to VersaEmerge when I wrote this. Concrete Seams Reasons ficticious Thoughts relinquished Is it worth fighting stained demons? Good is withering The thickness of the forest The depth of the fog Lost in a dusty whirlwind Come to the darkness, let it subside Carving these names into my blood Hoping freedoms cannot be reconciled Repitition is futile in days of exchange Stories end with no beginning Waving goodbye to thos no longer existant Towers, wires and spires The men in caves are once again forgotten Substantial rains of acid are warming Skin burns the thought of a memory Grasping our broken facets Fading into the forgotten tomorrow Strange figures, their surrounding lies Off the grid, bound for destruction Some things can no longer be forwarned Crumbling towers, where martyrs cower Giving up on everything for a worthless cause Not only beginning this hate Born into a world of reversal Ripping and tearing at the concrete seams Waiting for the day where we can all be forsaken I know this all too well Melted moons, a hotter sun Gentile force is used in need Honesty is a second option Being on a vicarious level is equivelent to vermin I can feel our own struggles We are all begging for some mercy Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
777 Posted December 10, 2010 Report Share Posted December 10, 2010 That's some good shit Ernie Ball. Make it into a song! Em, A, A, F. Cheah. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wildman Posted December 14, 2010 Report Share Posted December 14, 2010 ^ I was actually thinking of some D chords. Those chords could work too. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
777 Posted December 21, 2010 Report Share Posted December 21, 2010 Switch the second A to a D, or otherwise the other way. You know what it is. Make it! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
777 Posted February 4, 2011 Report Share Posted February 4, 2011 I usually come here and jam on the acoustic and make "off the spot" songs with your guys' lyrics. Just thought I'd let you know Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Erin Posted February 5, 2011 Report Share Posted February 5, 2011 Wrote this a few weeks ago i think. not too good but i like it so. i'm stronger than this you say to me but what i hear is it's what i'm going to be. it's taking over me. i try to talk to you but you go and light up talk to me please i'm sorry to interrupt i don't want to see your face on my tv screen showing your body at the crime scene with the needle in your arm and a drink in your hand i'm trying to help you don't you understand? so much talent going to waste can't you see you're a big disgrace have you found what you misplaced i try to help you but you just shoot up let me help you i'm sorry to interrupt. i don't want to see your face on my tv screen showing your lifeless body at the crime scene with the needle in your arm and a drink in your hand i'm trying to help you don't you understand? don't you understand? talk to me when your sober (sober) don't tell me that it's over (over) i've heard it a hundred times and i'm still here by your side, aren't i? i don't want to see your face on my tv screen showing your lifeless body at the crime scene with the needle in your arm and a drink in your hand i'm trying to help you don't you understand? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
777 Posted March 5, 2011 Report Share Posted March 5, 2011 I like that a lot Erin. When I read it I hear mellow music in the back round but of course those lyrics are as good as anything really. Hah I find that piece easier to make an "onthespot" song with. Good stuff. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Erin Posted March 8, 2011 Report Share Posted March 8, 2011 I like that a lot Erin. When I read it I hear mellow music in the back round but of course those lyrics are as good as anything really. Hah I find that piece easier to make an "onthespot" song with. Good stuff. Thanks! and I was definitely thinking mellow music with a slower, but steady beat. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wildman Posted May 14, 2011 Report Share Posted May 14, 2011 No Last Leader Tyranny lasts only tormental seconds The riches frown upon the last apparent truth Gifts only come when costs become depleted Unraveled lies lay upon healed scars Clocks tick as our anger grows The churches pray and take no meaning Congregations wilt as pockets crumble Look through the lens feel the rejection Some things broken are not as easily fixed Sing to the sirens, sink their ships Hidden mountains deep in a smog haze True kings have not leading need Solace kills and opens eyes in vices To believe only points out all that is wrong An artifact does not persuade people Greed is enought to avoid life in fairness' sake Escape one object that binds all Books burned for the love of protest Spreads like cancer, faith fades for youth It will live, it will die, time will tell Stories do not tell the art of creation Fables fall in acts of myth Lies speak in every known tone Only one life cries to the sadness Agony pits in the soul of leaders A life of lies is only a waste Desecration fades only to shine brighter I've been working really hard on my new music and all the vocals are me (surprisingly), I found a way of singing coursely and it sounds pretty decent with the fact that I'm tone deaf. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
777 Posted July 19, 2011 Report Share Posted July 19, 2011 im scared now that they know me i showed them my home and it's too late they know where to go to get me i know that they dont want me and i know that im powerless in front of them they say the worst of me and i know they ignore my best i can't sleep or keep going i cant do anything at all but suffer but i will try to finish the rest i cant die before then i cant go yet because im still bad what if its too late and hell is my fate? im sorry my father but my fear is too strong i only hope you planned it so that i may get along with my body and my mind please dont leave me behind good one ernie ball, i love the variety of your words and they are strong. it fits a strong one stripped of strength theme, the words not the overall order of phrases. to each their own, everyone has their own view, what you may see as strong i may see as weak, that type of deal. which should excuse my potentially incorrect view of your work. but even then, its good. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wildman Posted July 22, 2011 Report Share Posted July 22, 2011 im scared now that they know me i showed them my home and it's too late they know where to go to get me i know that they dont want me and i know that im powerless in front of them they say the worst of me and i know they ignore my best i can't sleep or keep going i cant do anything at all but suffer but i will try to finish the rest i cant die before then i cant go yet because im still bad what if its too late and hell is my fate? im sorry my father but my fear is too strong i only hope you planned it so that i may get along with my body and my mind please dont leave me behind good one ernie ball, i love the variety of your words and they are strong. it fits a strong one stripped of strength theme, the words not the overall order of phrases. to each their own, everyone has their own view, what you may see as strong i may see as weak, that type of deal. which should excuse my potentially incorrect view of your work. but even then, its good. I see what you're say. I agree with you on the order of my phrases I have made several changes to this since I have posted this. Any you can view it however you want, what you think is correct it probably is, as the same if someone else looked at it. As for your posting damn, that's just too good. I never expect anything less whenever you post your material. This one in particular is deeper than a lot of the ones you've posted recently (somewhat). Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MarMaramore Posted August 22, 2011 Report Share Posted August 22, 2011 "Pigeon." Birds were never free They're chained to the sky With breaks between Starved myself for weeks The bird and the worm Have yet to meet. Ignore this nature of mine I'm no child I'm no messenger pigeon I'm just winged And desperate No hunting tradition They were there When my blood turned to sugar And I was sweet for a moment. Scurrying like ants But still standing in the same Spot they have been For decades __________________________________ "Old Woman" I'm told Someone loves me But what's left to love? The broken old woman Stealing bodies of the young I'm worried for my sake I'll find my own way in I've borrowed, I've taken Much more than I've given No kind hand has ever Taken me up And shown me Unconditional love No strong man Or woman Has taught me enough About undeniable love. A bed is left unmade by me I'm truly sorry, Mother A bed was left unmade today I won't forgive you, Father. I'm told Someone loves me But what's left to love? The broken old woman Stealing bodies of the young __________________________________ "Play By Rules" Who am I to practice All I practiced as a child When my eyes have seen the world around And pointed out the lies? Who are you To call ME naive? When I obviously Fend for myself. Just play by rules Try to hurt me Waste your time But I'm not interesting. Past, floating Down the drain Left a spiral Down-falling ring. I'm finally free. Give me hope with what you say Nothing takes memory away, When you lock me up inside this shell A small reminder of my own little hell. I'm no longer alone, But I fend for myself. __________________________________ "Phoenix" This is a recipe for disaster. What's eating you? What's eating you? And when you're paper thin Your promises devour you. I'm losing sleep, Staying up after The lights go out. The lights go out. And when you're living in Paper thin skin, You drift about. You drift about. No matter how many words I fill you with You won't get full You'll just get rid Of these words. All the king's horses And all the king's men Couldn't put you back Together again From old ashes Comes new life So burn me, lover So I can stay alive. __________________________________ I'll set sail on an ocean of crows On the wings of my father, over disappointment road Solid wood organs inside me feel nothing but a heartbeat __________________________________ Like wolves, we need another. Like dogs, we're chained to our paths. Placed in the same cold cave every winter Like wolves, we travel in packs. __________________________________ I've been looking for a way To get my passions entertained And take the trouble from my bones. So give me a thumbs up, And a short, short trip, And get me back on the road. __________________________________ If there were anyone on Earth that I'd like to meet, it'd be the thing under my bed, in my closet that screams, "No parties, my beasty, it's time to get sleepy because that's where I want you, and there you should stay." I can't sleep when you're howling, "Delightful, it's night" I can't take it, can't take it, Just take it away!" If I could meet anyone on this Earth, I say I'd like to meet someone to take this awful burden away. __________________________________ I've seen your demons They look quite like mine And when I get going I'll let you know If my heart starts to pound And you are not around I'll tell you I've found another And I'll start to bruise you More than I meant to And I'll start to push you Around Well, where are your demons You've asked me to kill? What do I do with this Let me know... And if my hands start to cramp And I haven't got to them I'll tell you Your demons still live I'll get past them To you And make you believe that I need this I need you Don't bleed here. __________________________________ You have my soul in your bag But i have nothing in hand I loathe myself for living this way And I've got blisters From walking with you in the Summer And covering you in the rain But it will never be the same... You've stolen my ever And thrown it to the birds And you take and take things back Like you never had said them at first... I could use some pins To help my brittle skin Stick to my fragile bones... And I could use a few good thoughts To get me home... But it will never be the same... __________________________________ Clouds encircle the sky And I'm at home In a house that isn't mine I've been Underwater all my life And I'm breathing air that isn't mine. __________________________________ The red ring, It chases itself as it waits For frames to catch up Second by second I'm learning to cope with impatience __________________________________ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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