Poetry (Page 3 of 6)

Cool.

Really good job with that

Was that a poem? ( just wondering, since I have never seen a thing like that before ), not critisising Maltese Kentaiba.......VERY GOOD!

Cool, even if i dont know about know about it, that would be swell, Maltese.

one of my better attemps at acrosstick.

Doesn’t sand burn
Ever burn
Sorrow burns
Ever more burns
Righteousness burns
Time to time it burns

I'm not sure if I quite get your last one GHF. But i don't have to get everything as its your creation.

I found a new one to post actually.

Oh to only be close to death
To feel that dark
Covering my soul
Clearing my mind from the hate and surrounding anger
But to suffer with breath in my lungs
To keep life clasped within my body
Is to have a torture
Ah, they will never change
No matter how long the road,
Regardless of how much I achive
They will never change
And I am no different to them
So I myself do hate this body, this soul
My past death has been in vain
My rebrith, a waste
What else is left for me
But to mearly survive the rest of my time on earth
There is no joy left,
I have no more faith, even in my own being's worh
I am only nothing
Because it is so evident
That my work has amounted
To that of a grain of sand
Nothing more than a nuisance
To those that say they are my supporters
Emotionless now, for I've let my sould die at their hands
And I can't even mourn anymore
Crushed untill nothing solid is left
And this is what I must accept.
Swallow what is left of my pride,
Just to survive
It is my punishment for trying to live,
To keep living, only in the shatters of pain and conformity.

(sorry it was so long)

Good stuff all!  I should see if I can dig up that old poem I wrote ages ago.  Dont know that it's much compared to you guy's work, but some people liked it.  If I find it I'll post

lol, I wrote it in 5th grade; doesn't look much like my FanFic or the other stuff I have here, that's for sure.  Was my only attempt at poetry though, and I won a school prize for it, so maybe it's worth something.  Still looking for it; will post if I find

EDIT

This isn't the poem I was talking about, I wrote this for a project in home  school.  More of a short story I guess, but I thought it was good.  What do you guys think?

Standing on the dirt road next to my house, I watch the giant clouds roll off the mountains toward me from the east.  The normally tall and impressive looking trees in the foreground of the white and gray mass suddenly look so small.  The thunderhead slowly looms higher as it moves even closer, the quiet broken only by the occasional boom of thunder.  As night falls, the flashes of lightning become more visible, lighting the sky brilliant white for a short instant.  But as nearly always, the great clouds that a short time before had come so close, drift down into the valley below and disappear into the night

Last edited by Ralin Drakus (Wednesday, April 2, 2008 8:31 pm)

One, two, three, four......
One, two, three, four......

As the time has come,
To pay your tonne,
Something is in the way,
Almost blocking it........

That thing, is time,
Time itself can drive you mad,
Sometimes crazy.......

I am now in prison, forged into 50 years for murder,
God help me before that.......

Note* - I am not in prison

Last edited by Masterchief (Monday, April 7, 2008 2:48 am)

Is my poem good anyone? ( pleading with pathetic eyes )

Never mind, then.

so what'd ya do to get in the joint?