Poetry anyone?

[psyche_08]

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CRIMSON EUPHORIA

Oh angel of mine
Your scent
Drives me crazy
Your love
Shudders my vampyr thirst

Lovely cherubine
As I conquer your heart
Your blood will be mine
As you fade with my cold caress
I will revive you with cromsom morbid pain


I could live millions lives
If I spend them at your side
I could die millions times if I'm buried in your arms

I am your
Master
Friend
Slave

[psyche_08]

Your sinful mouth's my burial crypt
Narcotic in its sweetness, fragrant-lipped,
So that my virtues fall asleep.
I drink with drunken senses from its well
And will-lessly, sink into its deep,
With radiant thoughts descending into hell.
My lips are parted in shy hesitation,
Like poisonous flowers that do the devil's bidding.

**********
Leave me alone. I'm a depressed, corrupt, fallen and broken soul...I can't be helped and I'm drowing in my own self pity.I live to learn, I learn to love, I love to hate and I hate to live.

[giver_bert]

my life is filled with misery and pain..
everyday it gets harder to walk this plain..
my heart cries tears of a broken soul..
the thoughts are like a whirlwind spinning out of control..
Lord if you love me why would you let me live this terrible life..
over the years the pain has become my wife..
i want a divorce..
even if i got to take it by force..
i am not scared of hell because i already live there..
they say life sometimes is not fair..
well it has never been fair to me..
so lord before i leave i make this last plea..
you gave mosses the power to part the red sea..
but you can't give me what i got dreams to be ?

[psyche_08]

silently wondering, watching, waiting,
speech would shatter you like porcelain tossed to the ground.
you turn away, fearing the pain of loss,
wings charred and blackened,
burned by the fires of the world.
auras of sadness all around
lighting you gently with a mournful hue,
your eyes beg for help
but your lips never move.
holding yourself tight from others,
a false light of hope shining
from the windows of the soul
you keep so well.
smiles play across your lips,
but only your lips,
the sense of happiness you portray
comes not from your heart.
secretly broken, hiding from all,
even yourself, the cause of it,
hiding the reason behind the sadness
which clutches at you,
holding you for its own.

[ZuperTzai]

Post your poems here, your own compositions or your favorite poems bastah at least 5 lines..

I'll go first


COUNTING SUPERNOVAS

Twilight breaks
Darkness slowly eating the day
Like a parasite reflecting the
shadows emerging from the
corners of my eyes.
Such tenebrous scene seem to
scare away the bloody skies,
causing paranoia to my awakening senses.
The evening wind blew me off my feet,
down into the ravine of unconsciousness
in my silent solitude
Above me are the tinly lights,
summoning me to scale the skies.
I tried to combining the dramas,
but are countless than the dots
that i connected in my mind..
Maybe, it's just about time that i
should once again try counting
stars tonight..

[duskymaid]

Your the fire in my eyes
The flame that makes me rise.
Your the burning in my soul.
Your the love that takes its toll.
Your my desire
My energy, my flame that turns to fire
You set my soul a blaze
You make my yesterdays a bitter haze
My scattered emotions
Are my potions.
My poision is the love I have.
My burning is my disease
A sickness that puts me at ease.
Welcome to my Hizzouse

[anniepetilla]

im such another poetic earthling... well, are u?

share your thoughts and express everything through writing...its a good theraphy. I swear...

whatever original poems you have or even the poems you've read...kindly post it here....



thanks..

hello....sakit ra sa tenga ang poetries, murag toiletries...no plural to poetry. No such thing as poetries. nice post though. peace.

[anniepetilla]

silently wondering, watching, waiting,
speech would shatter you like porcelain tossed to the ground.
you turn away, fearing the pain of loss,
wings charred and blackened,
burned by the fires of the world.
auras of sadness all around
lighting you gently with a mournful hue,
your eyes beg for help
but your lips never move.
holding yourself tight from others,
a false light of hope shining
from the windows of the soul
you keep so well.
smiles play across your lips,
but only your lips,
the sense of happiness you portray
comes not from your heart.
secretly broken, hiding from all,
even yourself, the cause of it,
hiding the reason behind the sadness
which clutches at you,
holding you for its own.

this one tasted like the kind of stuff i turned out during high school...desparing, pero sweet in a way. way to go!

[anniepetilla]

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Have you ever seen such a blooper--
Disguised in jeans and a pullover?
She swears to be over, over, over
But he passes by and she's a goner.

[anniepetilla]

Your sinful mouth's my burial crypt
Narcotic in its sweetness, fragrant-lipped,
So that my virtues fall asleep.
I drink with drunken senses from its well
And will-lessly, sink into its deep,
With radiant thoughts descending into hell.
My lips are parted in shy hesitation,
Like poisonous flowers that do the devil's bidding.

**********
Leave me alone. I'm a depressed, corrupt, fallen and broken soul...I can't be helped and I'm drowing in my own self pity.I live to learn, I learn to love, I love to hate and I hate to live.

love this one....