Inspiration

[Silver]

Inspiration eludes me
As I sit here in the dark
Small tendrils of light creep in
But I seal them out

Words running through my head
Mean nothing to me
Wish they'd leave me alone
Wish I could see
The light of day again
As I lie in my bed
The night is long and cold
Nightmares swirl in my head

Death, Destruction, Chaos, Confusion
All have a corner
In this desolate place called my mind
All cracked cement
And dirty streets
Black skies
Brown ground
Everything spinning
Around and around
Such confusion
Tearing me apart
Leave me alone
Leave me in the dark

[Silver]

The tall, dark man takes out his sword
He kills the man without a word
He wipes his blade free of blood
Then pushes the body into the mud
He’ll incur his fate one of these days
But until then, with his steel he plays
He dances around, to and fro
Killing men, putting on a great show
No one knows why he did it that day
But it doesn’t matter, he’s dead today
It was as he was about to make other men dead,
When from behind he got hit on the head
By that first man who he thought he did kill
Who in his last breath, his killer's blood he did spill

[snowstevie]

THAT WAS 1 COOLS POEMS

[Silver]

Yes, yes, I know these poems aren't that good. Someone could at least tell me what's so bad about them! I wrote these poems for school and was hoping to get some sort of a reply before I turned them in. *sigh* Oh well, at least my brother said SOMETHING!

[Dregs]

I thought they were good work especially inspiration. I think someone might make you see the counsellor, though, if you hand em in at school ;)

[Silver]

Yay! Some one else likes them! You're not the only one who thinks that. I think they will send me to counseling, but I don't care!

[Silver]

A freind convinced me to post this. Even though he hadn't read it!!! Oh well, hopefully it's good. I think the ending needs some work.......

Guardian of the Light

Amidst the black darkness
She shone like a light
Dismissing fears and doubts
Abolishing the night

She passed the intruders
Of them she took no note
She glided to the boy
She almost seemed to float

She gave his head a pat
And looked into his eyes
She then turned to the men
The men who soon would die

Walking ever closer
The man held up his sword
Gliding ever closer
She didn’t say a word

As close as they could stand
He sensed something amiss
But it was too late then
A fate sealed with a kiss

The others soon followed
The boy was soon set free
The Light prevailed again
May it shine endlessly

[Silver]

Guess what? I got my poems back and my teachers didn't say I needed counseling or anything! I'm not insane!!!!!!!!! Well.....

[Silver]

Some one please tell me, AM I INSANE?

Twisted Reality

Colors spinning round and round
Jumping at shadows and sounds
Voices speaking in my head
Wishing everyone was dead
Not knowing, caring, feeling
Not believing what I’m seeing
Loving Death and Destruction
Causing Chaos and Confusion
Oh what blissful ignorance
Others seeing innocence
This twisted reality
Is this true insanity?
No, not yet. Just wait and see…


I wrote that in Spanish class......

[TRUTH]

Maybe, but you'll have company. Insane ppl don't usually ask if they are insane though.

Of all these poems, I like your 1st one the best. Sorry I didn't read until today. Keeping writing and I'll keep reading. If you really want a critique I'll PM it to you. I don't mess with ppl's ideas though. I only offer word changes to make it stronger. After all, it's your vision, right? :D

[Dingdin]

Silver that's great. I think the last line proves you're not insane ;) and it's the last line that makes the poem take off too. I feel like there's a sense of humor in it. Without the last line, it would just have been a rambling morose text, but now it has a center of gravitation and a turning point, which makes it say something and call for a reaction from the reader.

words, words, words... :rolleyes: ok but I'm serious :)

[Silver]

:D Thank you! Someone reads these! *Curtsies to TRUTH* Thank you! I would like that. Always like to hear opinions. Yeah, everyone likes the first one the best. It's ok, because I do too.
OK Dingdin *Hopes she spelled his name right* Thanks for all those words! I added that last line there on purpose just to mess it up a little (and, again, because I was bored)

[TRUTH]

got anything else Silver?

[wendy]

Hi Silver I like the second one, the irony is cool. I didn't comment before because I am lazy.

[Silver]

Here's a new one. I'd like to thank TRUTH for helping me make it better!

Revenge

He rose in the morn’
With Death in his eyes
Revenge on his breath
Disgust in his cry

In life he’d had wealth
Good looks, strength, and charm
Death had come swiftly
No sign or alarm

He was killed by one
Whose love he’d betrayed
He’d loved another
His love had strayed

His feelings split in twain
Between two women
For this he has paid
Now unforgiven

He rose in the morn’
With Death in his eyes
Revenge on his breath
Disgust in his cry

Confused now, he slays
The one he once loved
Delving into flesh
With a knife he shoves

Now he is peaceful
He is quite content
One lover still lives
One love’s life is spent

[wendy]

oooh I like your dark imagination :)

[Silver]

lol, thank you wendy! I like my dark imagination too! heh, other people think I'm a little odd......
Anyways, I wrote this poem today when it was raining and figured I'd post it.

Unsung Hero

Raindrops hitting the roof
Tears of the sky
But I’ve always felt at home
When the skies turn gray
The tears that hit my face
Soak me through
Who weeps for me?
Splashing in puddles
I revel in these tears
Disrupting the sadness
I am a ray of light
Even if you can’t see it
Even if you don’t believe it
Trust me, I will save you

[TRUTH]

Ok girlo, this is my new fave of yours. You have definitely got style. This sings for me and I love the closing line. :)

PS. your mailbox is full!

[Silver]

Ok, I'm gonna say it again truthy, I love you! lol.

[Fencing Fool]

Hey, hey, hey! None of that while I'm around. ;)

Your poems are wonderful, Silver. Keep it up. :)

[Silver]

Ok, Fool, you of all people should know that I use the word love very lightly. I love you! ;) I just love everyone today.....I think it's because I am extremely bored right now..... :D It's amazing how poems usually come out better when you're bored..... *Runs off to write a poem* ok goodbye.....

[Cassyndra]

heh, I wrote a poem for a RPG character once, her name was Cali, meaning 'lark'


<b>Voice of the Lark</b>

Listen to the Voice,
Listen to Life,
Its a tough Choice,
Twists like a Knife.
But I am the One,
I am the Dark,
I have finally Come,
I am the Lark.

[Silver]

Hey Cassyndra, that's prety cool! I like the sound of it, just how it sounds when you say it. May I call you Cass? Anyway, I had some poems I was gonna post, but I'm too lazy to go and get them..... maybe tommorow.

wow, what I just wrote was full of typos!

[Dingdin]

better a silver typo
than rock
solid marble gravel
better a word of silver
than silence of fairy gold




You poked the dormant poet...

Ding

[Silver]

Awwww, should I take that as a compliment? Heh, good job Ding! Was it me who poked you? If it hurt, I'm sorry...... :D ;)

[Dingdin]

The poem is no compliment... it just is.

Yes it was you who poked me and the fact that it worked should make you really proud - you have no idea how many people have tried to poke me to write without success...

[Silver]

I am proud! I'm good at poking people

[Silver]

Ghosts of Our Past

Years go by
Spanning eternity
A bridge across forever
With stars above
And death below
Shallow graves
Empty windows
Familiar faces
Of friends long gone
Memory never fades
Thoughts go by
Emotions churning
Never knowing
Always learning
The ghosts of our past
Haunt us all
Teaching us lessons
Watching us fall


Untitled

The day is ending
Sunlight fading
People leaving
I'll see you tomorrow
If I survive the night
Dusk is calling
Death is beckoning
I run down the stairs to meet them
Out the door
Stars so bright
Shafts of moonlight
Pierce through the trees
I'm running from the voices
Emotions welling up inside
Will it ever end?
Wind whispers reassurance
Night lifts
A flock of ravens flying away
I'll see you tomorrow night
If I survive the day