Poetry Corner

[Leon-IH]

man, i was pretty tired when i posted that, i missed the whole thread lmao!

[Leon-IH]

Heres my new poem, i wrote it today and it's seriously dodgy, no real pattern to it but it's more about feelings that we all share at some point.


What I once saw

I saw her eyes blue
Like mist in the morning
Dreamt of her too
Hiding in the dawning

The light ran cold
But i saw her clear
The world seemed old
Yet she was here

Voice that chimed
As i sat dreaming
Lost alone deep in my mind
Wishing silently for meaning

But still the cold world
Closed in on me
Watched as mist curled
As people in the sky see

I wished for the sun to rise
To ease the pain
Deep inside my eyes
I felt the falling rain

[PancaKe]

Dude, there's a poetry corner somewhere around here. Poems belong in there.

But on the other hand, its a nice poem. Uses a very familiar structure, and i luv the ending. It sounds so simple! Its cute!!

God bless

~Mist

[mistysakura]

A tad emotionless for my liking, but very rhythmic and straightforward. None of that repetive, flowery stuff that people sometimes fall into the trap of using. *moves to Poetry Corner*

[Oakbark]

Hey sorry, i had posted when i saw the poetry corner thread. I'm very sorry! Thanks for moving it here.
Yeah, it's emotionless, but it's just light-hearted and airy and a little childish. You know, fun to read.

Damien.

[shazza]

I have to do a class called Literature, it isn't compulsary but I got put in there due to a clash.

Anyway, one of the main aspects of Literature, is poetry and we all had to write a poem (I wrote a poem about the Simpsons) and resight a poem to a class. I read out this poem, called I hate poems. (I am not a fan of poetry.) :lemon:

I hate poems

I hate poems,
I hate people who write poems,
Thinking they have something to offer the world,
Something that hasn't been thought of,
Well it has
You're nothing special
Only fake
You're always fake
Do you think I believe in your petty lyrics?
Do you think I cry when I read what you write?
I don't.

How shallow you seem to be, when you show your depth,
Searching for words that reflect you intellect,
You're so hollow, so bland, so much like everyone else.

Your poems about nature show your true intelligence,
Your poems about everything and anything,
All just words,
All just words.

I hate the pride you have,
I hate your humbleness,
I hate you.
Who do you think you are?
Are you so talented? Are your thoughts so great, that
You feel you need to share them.

You're everything you pretend not to be,
You might as well be dead,
But at least you'll have your petty little poems.
Keats is dead, Wordsworth is dead, Thomas is dead
Their poems didn't save them,
Your poems won't save you

I even hate poems about hating poems.
I hate this poem.
I have become you.

[Razola]

Poetry

Between my three literature classes (Intro to Poetry, Creative Writing, Renaissance Lit.) I feel your pain. But Dylan Thomas and Lewis rock my world.

I hate whiny poetry. Sexton and Plath can go cut themselves. Oh wait...nevermind.

[Chris 2.1]

Take my hand, Break my heart

This is more of a song than a poem. Lets call it a pong^^


Take my hand
and lead me from the things I fear the most,
Break my heart
and leave me hanging on a thread forevermore

Time stands still,
I see you smiling with another guy,
He laughs 'till
You make a move and leave him bewildered with your breath

Why can't you ever see
That you're damaging me,
Can't you ever feel
That this is all - too - real - to - me



Umm thanks, peace out ^^

[DannyBoy]

Leaving all behind,
Found somewhere new to dwell,
I am more respected,
More free,
Not ignored anymore,
But I will always miss here,
But I know for me its right,
I am no longer going to fight,
I will miss the few, who still talk with me,
I will always talk with them as they do with me,
Did I say or do something to make them angry?
All I did was what I did best,
It’s over now,
I am gone for the best…

[Razola]

Lyrical lyrical lyrical lyrical
Miracle miracle miracle miracle
Fearical fearical fearical fearical
Seerical seericle seericle seericle too

Lobster sandwich
Lobster sandwich
Lobster sandwich
Lobster sandwich
Lobster sandwich

Hearicle hearicle hearicle hearicle
Nearical nearical nearical nearical
Myrical myrical myrical myrical
Perical perical perical perical too

Mashed potatoes
Mashed potatoes
Mashed potatoes
Mashed potatoes
Mashed potatoes

Lyrical lyrical lyrical lyrical
Miracle miracle miracle miracle
Fearical fearical fearical fearical
Seerical seericle seericle seericle too

Purple soda
Purple soda
Purple soda
Purple soda
Purple soda

Hearicle hearicle hearicle hearicle
Nearical nearical nearical nearical
Myrical myrical myrical myrical
Perical perical perical perical
And now dinner is done.

[Leon-IH]

This is a poem i wrote about CERTAIN types of people, you know them, they live in your streets, you might even be one, they don't dare to think for themselves, they dont try to change things....



Evolution ~

Mystery man walks
Solid ground below
Where nobody talks
Seems so shallow

No change for him
As he follows
His gods every whim
Sitting in the shallows

The deep river
Walks deep inside
Looks in the mirror
Can't see outside

Watching.. Waiting
The clouds go by
Happily wishing
A place in the sky

[PancaKe]

I thought I'd killed her.
Killed her years ago.
And then i feel her clawing at me
Clawing at my insides
telling me she never left
I thought I'd killed her
the part that made me sad
When I used to get depressed over
the things that hurt me
the things that made me cry.
I thought I'd killed her.
But now she's back
And she's told me straight,
that she never dies.

He has one too
He tried to kill him
He tried to burry him
For the past eight years
He's smothered him with every pillow
Squashed everything he wanted to say
Down, deep down inside.
He tried to make him hide
Tried to make him run away
ANd never return
But now he's back
And we've all realised
That the other half
Will never die.

They may go quiet
Things may be fine
Then all of a sudden
They have this breath
A breath of new life.
Where does it come from?
When will it stop?
How can I make it not?
But it has happened
The dark side is awake
My dark side doesnt like things
The way they are
My dark side doesnt like the way things will be
My dark side reveales
The worst of me

And all these years
I've tried and tried
Although it has slept
The dark side never died.

[mistysakura]

Tara, I know that feeling. Stupid dark side. Grr. Great expression of the idea. The second paragraph's third person didn't seem to have any function; maybe I'm slow. Maybe it's to show that everyone has a dark side. Good stuff.

[Sir Chris]

One fair day Kalah sat on her fantasy throne
She overlooked all of her subjects then she let out a moan
Where were all the good looking men who she so wanted to play by
She looked and looked but saw none, and gave up with a sigh.


This continued on for weeks on end, the princess dispaired more and more, until a brave knight came
He met the fair princess and talked with her, they soon found out their interests were the same!
Soon weddings bells were in their future, her family gathered all around
Joyous was the occasion presents and gifts for the couple were abound

if you know the name from the boards, I am quite taken with her

[Whisper in the Wind]

So wake up, sleepy one
It's time to save your world

Steal dreams and give to you
Shoplift a thought or two
All children touch the sun
Burn fingers one by one, by one

Will this earth be good to you?
Keep you clean or stain through?

So wake up, sleepy one
It's time to save your world
You're where the wild things are
Toy soldiers off to war

Big eyes to open soon
Believing all under sun and moon
But does heaven know you're here?
And did they give you smiles or tears?
No, no tears

Will this earth be good to you?
Keep you clean or stain through?

So wake up, sleepy one
It's time to save your world
You're where the wild things are
Toy soldiers off to war

You swing your rattle down
Call to arms, the trumpets sound
Toy horses start the charge
Robot chessmen standing guard

Hand puppets storm the beach
Fire trucks trapped out of reach
Hand puppets storm the beach
Fire trucks trapped out of reach
All clowns reinforce the rear
Slingshots fire into the air
All clowns reinforce the rear
Slingshots fire into the air
Stuffed bears hold the hill till death
Crossfire from the marionettes
Stuffed bears hold the hill till death
Crossfire from the marionettes
We shall never surrender

All you children touch the sun
Burn your fingers one by one
Will this earth be good to you?
Keep you clean or stain through?

So wake up, sleepy one
It's time to save your world
You're where the wild things are
Toy soldiers off to war
Off to war
Off to war

So close your little eyes

A shiny penny to the person who knows who wrote this

*I wrote a couple of song like things (Broken Promises and My Heart) but I don't knwo where they are. If I can find them/remember them I'll post them*

[Leon-IH]

this is something really wierd i wrote up.

"The people who don't care anymore"
Silly people think we care
Watching them from outside
We don't want to be in there
We follow the moons tide

Rain falls on our heads
But that just part of life
Our hands cold like the deads
Never will we have a wife

But we still don't mind
These facts of our choice
Because we are our kind
We'll never drive a Royce

But still we watch you
From here you seem alright
But we were once there too
And we see all your spite

Why can you not respect
Your fellow human beings
You are brief, circumspect
And so are our dreamings

So as we go back to sleep
Our night begins to wane
Watch your knife to meat
And laugh at your pain......



"Wash my spirit away" (warning, Vulgar Language)
I wasn't born like anyone
Somehow i became me
Food seems overdone
World's don't matter see?

I can't eat these lies again
I'm not going back there
Just put yourself in the drain
We told you to beware

Finally i've got the ball
And i can't stop laughing
Your back is against the wall
And the army is drafting

But this isn't yours to take
I'm not going to go for you
Your all so boring, so fake
Carry my lantern through

So you say "unpatriotic"
Do i really give a ****
You love to cry agnostic
I'll shoot you like a duck

I'd rather go to jail
Than fight for you, dog
I'll sit here, in the hail
While you run in the bog..

[PancaKe]

Tara, I know that feeling. Stupid dark side. Grr. Great expression of the idea. The second paragraph's third person didn't seem to have any function; maybe I'm slow. Maybe it's to show that everyone has a dark side. Good stuff.

The second paragraph was more about my friend, who I was talking to at the time. He was kind of , freaky, and his darkside was showing, and I guess it just inspired me to write about him. *shrugs*

~Mist

[Leon-IH]

well, here's my newest and doubtlessly worst poem yet..

I can't stop thinking
Thinking of her eyes
But im alone sinking
Into a tide of the lies

I don't try anymore
Thought i cant think
Time to make a war
So we can go drink

Just sit in sorrows
Too scared to say it
Quiet cry sparrows
Be quiet, ill quit

Nothing follows me
Yet i carry darkness
Nothing left to see
But your fakeness

~ meh, i don't ****in know what this is about, i think it's my subconscious on the loose.. wheres that shotgun gotten to?

[PancaKe]

I've been writing a lot of short six lines or less poetry... I cant remember them all, they're all upstairs. But I'll just write this one that I wrote in like February / March.

**PancaKe||

You close your eyes to my words
You say that I'm no better
You say that you're no different.
You say that I'm to blame
When will you open your mind to see that
You're becoming just the same?

[Dragonfree]

This is a Pokémon poem I just wrote when I was hit by sudden inspiration. Probably my best poetry yet... it doesn't have a name, though.

Pokémon, Pokémon, live up to your name.
Imagine being in the Hall of Fame
with a Pokémon master’s skill and pride;
your trusted partners by your side…
For many years I chased that dream,
but I’m only happy while we are a team.

Pokémon, Pokémon, united we stand,
bound with friendship, paw to hand.
I used to hate you, but now you’re my friend;
there are no scars that time doesn’t mend.
We’re different species, but I don’t care;
there are many other things we share.

Pokémon, Pokémon, listen to your heart;
I should have done so right at the start.
What use is a title and worthless fame
if you don’t have a friend who would like you all the same?
Our bonds have grown from a tiny seed,
now you’re all I’ll ever need.

Pokémon, Pokémon, set the differences aside;
from a real friend you have nothing to hide.
Come closer to my face and look me in the eyes,
’cause we’re bound with the universe’s strongest ties.
Life would just not be the same without you,
together forever, our friendship is true.

[Craig]

The Peom
"Had I had proper time
Have I a proper poem"
--

Who thinks I should win the "poetry" award of TPM? I certainly do.

[PancaKe]

Reply to the poem

"Had we have an award right now
We would not give it to your poem
We would keep it for our own"



**PancaKe||

[Darkmaster Kagemusha]

Well, time for an update I guess.

Some are decent, some suck, but as they say, "With the good comes the bad."

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[PancaKe]

Stuff that is not known

This is the stuff that is not known.
Who knows this stuff?
It is not known
therefore nobody can know this stuff
because this stuff is the unknown
It is not known.
Why do they give it to us then
And hand it out with a fee
Why do they try and make us understand when
It is not known
This is the stuff that is not known
And yet they spend many years reading it
Many years searching it and still
It is not known
Maybe the metal will hold the key
Maybe it will show us why
But this lump of metal cannot show us because
It is not known
What is this stuff that is not known
Why is it called the unknown
Do you know why? Because
It is not known.
But we do not call it the unknown
We have named it something else
Something different.
aNd they try to teach us this
Every day
And yet
Maths still,
Is not known.

The end.

**PancaKe||

[Leon-IH]

Heres to giving me any poetry awards... anybody want to second that motion?

Let me sleep again
I'm not going there
Deaf to your plea's
I dont really care

You want to find me
But you never will
I'm not such a fool
I wont foot the bill

Not today not ever
I will stand alone
Never Mindless
Not your drone

Somehow seems
I'm not a slave
Slave of country
Stand back knave....

[Darkmaster Kagemusha]

I wrote this for a friend of mine who's graduating from High School very soon. This is probably my only poem that isn't either sad/depressing or evil.

Beside You
Upon the road of life,
There are many paths to tread,
That bring happiness and strife,
From which you haven't fled.

Whatever life throws at you,
Your friends will be there,
To help you make it through,
Your burdens they will share.

Do not fear the world,
That is vast and never ends,
Before you it's unfurled,
Beside you stand your friends.

[Sephiroth_Hi_No_Tens]

*grins* me first post.. well.. it had to be done.. poetry is my fave way of expressing myself...

I won't do any of my really dark stuff.. since I'm told that can be a bit disturbing.. but here's my stuff...

Sephiroth One Winged Angel.

Silence falls,
Everyone’s sleeping,
Plants are growing in the still of the night,
How quiet he walks,
I know not how,
Revealing to no one just who he is,
Orange lights gleam brightly,
They don’t reflect on him though,
Heartless but beautiful he smiles in the night,
The people sleeping smile unaware,
Hard to remember what never was there,
Even if they had been told,
One day he would appear,
Never would they have believed such a thing,
Every day seemed just the same,
Without fail he raises his cold bladed sword,
Inside every window he stares,
Not caring about any of them,
Going to kill them one by one,
Even if they know him not,
Deadly to all child and adult,
All will suffer his wrath,
None shall escape, he is without mercy,
Generous with death to a fault,
Each person there will know by the end,
Love and hate are intertwined by him.

Dark as Night
The moons shines silver within the night,
The stars above like rays of light,
I sit and smile and watch alone,
upon that which will never be my own,
Beneath the moon: within the other side of time,
I wonder if another lies,
Her eyes fixed on those rays of light,
Beneath that beauty we call the sky,
I wonder if her tears fall bright,
Upon her pillow when she sleeps,
For somewhere beneath that rounded face,
I sit and weep for the beauty of the night,
But within another time, my other life,
Did I enjoy the night so much?
Did every star make me long,
To go back there and sing my song?
I have to wonder sometimes when I see,
In my minds eye: Is that girl me?
Did I once sing to the rising sun?
Ignore the velvet of the nighttime sky?
How could I have be so very blind,
To the comforts that the dark can offer.
Still at least now I know the truth,
The dark it comforts me anew,
For within the dark shines the moon so bright,
forgiveness and sweetness are her other true names,
So I sit and smile and watch alone,
Upon that which will never be my own,
While the moon shines silver within the night,
And the stars above like rays... of light!

And one last one

Sweet Innocence
I gaze down into your eyes,
So blue, so sweet, so lacking of guise,
I can't believe your actually mine,
So perfect, so tender, such a sweet smile.

I know it was hard to get you this far,
But I can not regret the decision I made,
I gaze down to a sweet little smile,
your calmness, it calms me, I feel alive.

I cry out in shock as you turn your head,
Towards me wanting to be close to my warmth,
I hold you so closely till they take you away,
I'm told I must sleep it's been quite a day.

I drift off eventually thinking of you,
I wake up without you and I want to cry,
I'm alone again waiting for light,
And all I can do is sit there alone.

The walls are white, the door is white,
Even the people around are in white,
Eventually my mom comes and takes me to you,
Your just as I remember but better again.

I feed you a bottle although it takes you a while,
To figure out how to suck at that instead,
I know what you want but I am not allowed,
To let you have that it wouldn't be fair.

I pose for the camera do you remember the light?
As I hold you so smugly all puffy and white,
You covered your mouth with a tiny pale hand,
determined to not let the camera see your flaw.

I thought it was cute I wanted to catch it,
But all the photos I have your always hiding it,
A simple dimple within your lip,
I wonder if it's still there I can not remember.

The time soon comes though for me to walk away,
I leave the building, you still inside,
I want to cry I want to laugh,
My emotions are jumbled but I have to be brave.

My family around me saying I can change my mind,
But it's how it has to be if your to survive,
I visited you often can you recall,
That lady who held you in that strange persons home?

I have so many photos of your very first year,
But before it was over you lived somewhere new,
I received a letter from your new mommy and daddy,
Saying you were happy I hope that you are.

I do not regret giving you up,
For I know if I hadn't it could have been different,
At fourteen I was still far too young,
To be a mother to such a sweet child.

Resentment would have flown between you and me,
I've always been spoilt and wanted my own way,
I couldn't' have given you toys and a good home,
Money, a job, they would all be denied.

So I did what I had to, to keep your memory alive,
As your meant to be as you will always be mine,
I love you, I miss you but I don't regret,
Even if sometimes I wonder if you know.

I know they have to tell you before your eighteen,
But now your only five nearly six years of age,
I wonder if one day you'll look for me,
Your mother by birth who loved you so much.

I'll always be here for you with open arms,
Hoping you'll be curious about the one you first saw,
For now I will write to combat the pain,
But I want you to know your always in my heart.

Hope you enjoy

[dratinihaunter13]

Yay for lots of poetry lately! Here's one from a little bit ago.

"Pacing"

I'm racing on a six foot track
My mind demands I turn around
I listen, feet are turning back
But far too late, a pacing sound
I only wish I had the knack
To be romantic, settle down

I can't get past the corridor
I'm deepening my footprint trail
Could there have been anything more
Did I succeed or did I fail
So I re-pass this dresser drawer
And slowly do I chase my tail.
I've never paced liked this before.

[Kris]

This is one I wrote a few weeks ago, please tell me what you think....

Time

Here is comes
Try not to cry
I cant keep going
It's time to die

The clocks run out
It's time to go
It can't be stopped
It wont be slow

I wont be missed
You know its true
Just ignore me
You already do

Ill say goodbye
And cry as we part
I just always hope
That I stay in your heart

[Darkmaster Kagemusha]

Good dark yet hopeful (isn't that a major oxymoron?) poem, Kris.

Forgive me for my sin,
I shall forget yours,
They shan't stain our kin.

Should you not forgive,
I would not forget,
As criminals we'd live.

To battle we ride,
Allied by blood,
Side by side.

Among the din of battle,
We strike fear in them,
And make armor rattle.

Death is battle's kin,
Killing is only murder,
Massacre is sin.

[Aeges_Ateri]

I haven't really submitted, or shared my poetry, but I have to get rid of it now and then now don't I! Maybe I'm a good poet and I didn't even know it. ^_^ Some great poems here, keep up the good work.

Funeral of the Undead

Lament those dead that cannot die
Living ever under sky.
Sensing nothing, whole world dry
I wish, I wish, it were a lie.

Not to die, and not to live
Best of both worlds gone to them.
Ever absent of their eternal REM
Both living and dead do condemn.

Beside the hostility, underneath
Lies the sadness hidden deep.
Unable to shed the tears they keep
As undead cannot weep.

Their bodies an eternal cage
Concealing mourning within rage.
Feelings rapidly wane
In their minds only darkness reigns.
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Look another sad poem! How is it that it is easier to write about the more malevolent or sorrowful emotions? I have a fascination with Undead, should that mean something? ^_^

[dratinihaunter13]

i notice a similar mood in all your poems mouse. maybe because they're all yours.

ummm let's see
-
"Keep Me Quiet, Shut Me Up"

The wind slows to a calming swirl,
The birds sing while their wings unfurl,
The sun a shining, golden curl,
Mirroring the moon, a pleasant pearl.
So why not go and tell the world?

What?

Swirling clouds bring violent gusts,
Unfurling nests with rip and tear,
Curling coils of fire in the meadow,
Pearls blacken from the flame.
So why go and tell the world?

[achooxp]

somnolust

1:55am on a thursday night
or friday morning? i do not know
on my bed i type by lamplight
sleep soon? yes i hope so

but many thoughts have i not yet thunk
but i know all will be right
for soon my eyes will go kerplunk
so i feel safe, at least for tonight

[Neo-Xantios]

Here is my poem at the beginning of my new story (which isn't out yet, but it will be soon). Well, I'm not going to elaborate....

The world is changed, the skies are shut, the tyrant is approaching
The sea awakes, a tumultuous wroth, below the stations stirring
Countries at peace will very soon feel the flaming of the universe
For at last war beckons from the heavens, a struggle most adverse
Temptation prevailing, a deceitful fiend is spreading his intention
The corrupted grasp what he unleashes, a gain of inspiration
Yet in his lair up beyond, he sees our parallel worlds
And separate them with his share of darkness, too great for mortal man
So our worlds are lost, and the fire and water will reign.

[FusionSonicX]

Nevermore





I'm lost in a void of eternity,
the eye of the storm, the depth of the sea,
A black hole rips me from inside out,
Gravity, ending me.

It all seems lost,
there is nothing found,
Here at my home, I'm all alone,
No one's there,
No one stares.

When morning comes, still there is no one there,
I'm awake, Without a care,
This terra ferra is blow of course,
I scream and cry, with no remorse.

[Leon-IH]

"Alistair" ~ A poem about my Grandpa who died 3 days ago.

All my life i'd know you were there
No matter what i do ill think of you
I grew up, you came worse for wear
Wherever i go whatever i may do

I remember reaching for you again
All i know is i saw your lights go out
And now my brain writhes in it's pain
It's something they say to cry about

You were always joining my range
In time we shared happiness together
Never cared if i was always strange
Your last years were a big endeavour

Now your gone and i'm sitting alone
I saw your pain end and i shook then
I'll never be able to call on the phone
You flew away from us like a Wren

[PancaKe]

I'm sorry to hear that your grandpa died. Its a good way though, of expressing feelings through poetry, and if that helps you cope then keep the poems coming. I'll pray for you.

I got emailed this poem, and I thought that it was awesome, so I'm going to post it for you guys to see.

**PancaKe||

I had on new clothes,
New sneaks on my feet.
I was there for class on time,
Went to the back and took my seat.
Yeah, I'm moving up,
I'm already grown.
Soon I'll be graduating,
And out on my own.
I talked to some of my friends,
We were all having fun.
Said some things I shouldn't have said,
Did stuff I shouldn't have done.
I knew I was different.
I felt God touch my heart,
I knew I should set a standard,
But then I'd be set apart.
Walking to the bus,
I was not looking for strength.
I heard the car tires screeching,
But now it's too late.
I'm standing in this room,
And I can see the heavenly gate.
Oh no! I never prayed.
I thought I had time to get it
straight.
An angel walked to me,
He had a book in his hand.
I knew it was the Book of Life,
When would this dream end?
I told him my name,
And he began to look.
Then he looked at me sadly and said,
Your name is not in this book.
Angel, this is a dream,
No, I can't be dead!
He closed the book and turned away,
He whispered - You cannot pr oceed ahead.
No...no this can't be real,
Angel, you can't turn me away.
Let me talk to God,
Maybe he'll let me stay.
He led me to the gate,
Jesus came to me.
He did not let me in but said,
Beloved what is your need?
Jesus, I cried, please,
Don't cast me away from you.
Tears ran down his face as he said,
You knew what you needed to do.
Lord, please I'm young,
I never thought I would die.
I thought I'd have plenty of time,
Death caught me by surprise.
Lord, I went to church,
Please Jesus, I believe.
He said you would not accept me,
My love you would not receive.
Lord, there were too many hypocrites,
They weren't being true.
He took a step back and asked,
What does that have to do with you?
Lord, my family claimed to be saved,
They weren't real. You know.
He said, I died for you,
Now I have to go.
I fell to my knees crying to Him,
Lord, I planned to be real tomorrow.
I couldn't make Him understand,
I had never felt such sorrow.
Then it hit me hard, I said,
Lord, where will I go?
He looked into my eyes
and said, My child you already know.
Please Jesus, I begged,
The place is so hot.
It seemed to trouble and grieve him,
He whispered, DEPART FROM ME, I KNOW YOU NOT.
Lord, you're supposed to be love,
How can you send me to damnation?
He replied, With your mouth you said you loved me,
But each day you rejected my
salvation.
With that in an instant,
Day turned into night.
I never knew such torture could be,
Now too late, I know the Bible is
right.
If I can tell you anything,
Hell has no age.
It is a place of torture,
Separated from God and full of rage.
You know, I thought it was funny - a joke,
But this one thing is true.
If you never accept Jesus Christ,
hell is awaiting you

[Leon-IH]

Who am i here?
I am the silent hill
The falling dragon
A triumph of a will

Falling from a sky
I sat and pondered
Why is it that we
Are often sombred

Use? point? leave
I will live in sleep
Do not follow me
For you must leap.

[Lulu]

That's really cool,I like it,

Here's mine;

IF I RULED THE WORLD.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
If I ruled the world,
Nothing would be wrong,
There would be no pain,
No killers,theives or rapists,
No drug dealers,
And no fear,
If I ruled the world,
No-one would be sad,
Nobody would be allowed to cry,
Nobody would want to die,
If I ruled the world,
The stars would always sparkle,
And the sky would shine,
There would be love,
Sorrounding everything,
If I ruled the world,
You would notice me,
Things would go right,
And everyone would be happy,
If I ruled the world,
The media would get lost,
And everyone would be equal,
With the same amount of money,
If I ruled the world,
There would be a place,
For only you,me and the stars,
All that would be,
If I ruled the world.

[PancaKe]

That'd be so cool. but if you ruled the world, would you give people their own choices or would you force people to do what you want? Just curious

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This is me
This is who I am
This is what I believe
This is where I stand
I follow in Gods command

And then I turn my head
And watch you walk by
And when I see you
And meet whats on the inside
My senses say goodbye

I watch you grow in Gods word
I watch you live his way
I dont want to love you
but what if its too late
what if I cant change?

What am I to do
What am I to say
Should I ignore my feelings
And hope they go away
Or listen to what they say

So many mistakes
So many things down on the line
God oh my God
Please give me the time
Let me follow you and not my life

Ending is a bit wacked...