=^.^= I really enjoyed this. =^.^=

Wrote this poem a while back.
March 17, 2009 - Tuesday.


Ten Lew Hope

You think you're done here?
I don't think you're done here.
So many looks of anger and you know she's ready to hit you.
These tears don't fall for you anymore, my love.
She looks along the side... You feel that cold stare...
There isn't a doubt in my mind that somebody's to blame here.
I just wanted you to know that love means very little in my heart.
Though love can be the glue of all healing, if you ask her.
And now we see her asking someone who is wise.
These blankets unfold with joy and charity.
The wind will howl with power and lust.
She sees her exit, and once again its all too clear;
The one I hold close isn't always so dear.
She changes her strategy and though the pins will always fall,
The gravity and the personification will only grasp her.
Making her stall.
For a seconds time, she can see the light-
For the flash of a moment, the Summer is so clear-
She needs only to push that little red button,
And Nuclear Winter is now here.

She can't pay next months bill, and now she wonders why.
She feels the regret and hate come back all so sly.
The new stones are being paved...
She stings the sky with open arms,
And now the puzzle has been saved.
And now the sky glitters with her charm.

Third Strong

This is not where I belong. I can feel it.
There they lie, several monsters in a row.
You know in your heart it is wrong,
You sing and sing that one repentance song.

Purchased in the holes, the body's in my hands.
I confess that these wounds are mine to heal.
The purpose you began with won't sentence it's retreat,
You think of the Prince, sitting in the Third Seat...

I retract.
The faults that I've come to realize are mine; Only,
I feel have broken my self-reality, my truth and consequence.
Thus, I retract; bless me for the sin, blame me no more.

There is a jury seat.
Do not overcome, do not tread on the unwilling.
That is the rule.
Find yourself.



Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 01/19/2010 03:06PM by ChaseNine.

Mithriel posted:

such an eerie atmosphere you create here. Thoroughly enjoying this! Hope to read more soon...

Thank you. I appreciate the feedback.. that's the first feedback I've had in over 12 poems. Not all from here, but nin.com is one of my favorite places to post.

I Bleed Malevolence

Crossing the threshold from the atmosphere of Earth,
Into the dark void that is my home; space...
I remember one thing every time I return,
You are a king, a leader of this dark place.

And as I sit and go over the battleplan,
My thoughts continue to her.
And throughout this frail leadership,
I remain constant. I do not slip.

In my old memories, I find love,
It is hard and dark and lost within,
I remember the creatures and races of my youth,
I try to remember my life before sin.

Now all comes down to this moment in time.
I stand in a room, glass windows reveal space, so sublime.
I hold my red sword, glowing vast with anger,
I stand proud and furious; my name is Darth Vader.



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The Free Collapse

Empowered between this world and the next,
And without a junction of super-beings,
Those burning and those sane,
I remembered one truth; death has a bane.

To meet in the shadows, and then finding my true way home,
I stopped to reflect and as I did,
The thunder and chaos stormed down from the sky,
And these aliens, albeit intimidating, started to pry.

I appeared vague, I screamed with vigor,
My heart stretching forth its hands into the void,
I tried so hard to keep the serious things serious,
I tried so hard to make this broken world vast.

I am the torch in the dark,
The breath from below shows me this pit,
A vat of mud and mist, I could not swim in this shit,
Please, oh please, come down here. Save me.

And as Jesus cries, I look up to the open blue,
Not a cloud or spec of water to fog my view,
And I see in the distance magestic things begin to fall,
I see the world around me begin to Collapse.

And for a moments time, I feel some sort of happiness.
And then all my thoughts turn back to regret.
And I see in the distance, MAGESTIC THINGS BEGIN TO FALL.
Welcome, my friend; this is the Free Collapse.



Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 01/19/2010 03:01PM by ChaseNine.

it's all about walking through a shit storm with nothing but an umbrella... you rock.

"light isn't so bad, you know once you blind yourself to it"

I was really drawn to that line... interesting poem~

bump; merged several threads per author request.

Dolmaadicus

Descent of flies swarming into an existence / so serene /
Famine dismembers fortune / a visionary experience spending time.
I can see the pain /
Life blesses us / the beginning is learned /
The past / one stain.
Searching for a reason / fires and bloodshed / to predict the days of darkness /
A shadow / pulling the recognizable voice / too many have come.
Whisperers in the screaming dark / death through my carved soul /
Plentiful streaming warriors / painlessly falling / they seek the ending /
Like the Lions / warding off all who come their way /
We pressurize the implications / lights go dim / desert welcomes the lonely /
And the lonely reign.

Gaze at the land / please take my hand /
Crypts and sunstones now lead the way /
Sun and moon to end / this is the last stand /

The Naturalist

Walking home alone,
She looks at her reflection in the rain.
She falls away from her past

Just like the last time,
A fracture, waiting to happen
Every time she returns and the shadow of this world
Becomes the very tears that she loves.

Just ask and I'll hold your heart
Simply gain my eyes
My shoulder is yours.

Fall away from the pain
Retract
Forget the past

I'll hold your heart
She remembers

And it feels like I need you again

Option #1:
Set a new path

Make Amends

I'm stuck
All I want to say is I miss you
And I know that much would be out of line.

This despair of being alone
Only sends my thoughts back to you
And now all I have is time.

Trying my best to apply and reapply
I ration the things that I hold dear
But all I really want is to rid myself of fear
All I really want is you back in my arms.

This night I'll pray
That you change your mind.
This night I'll pray
That I can once more make you mine.

I love you.





Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 12/19/2010 07:26PM by ChaseNine.

TragedySatisfactionDownfall

It might seem like it hurts.
You should know
This was your decision.
The circuitry finds its way home,
You lost the chorus,
But you remember the lie; it feels like it hurts.
Feel again. The pain will purge you from within,
Though you shall feel again.

Set in stone, the process was rough.
No longer would the green of the summer
Or the yellow of the growing spring
Light your way.
It's over.
Yet, time moves on. This time you'll get over it.
The fire only replies with magnificent force,
Your mind wanders, yet you know you will love again.

Trying to understand the choice that was made,
Breaking your family system, thoughts repairing
Thoughts changing.
I am a new day rising; I shall overcome.
You are the green in my eyes; you are the best in life.
I will remember how you motivate me.
I will cherish the greatest of lessons,
I will trade them for nothing
I cannot give in to this deep black void,
I will not give in.

ChaseNine posted:

Heartbreak is great fuel for writing. Just in case anyone's curious.

*NodsHeadInAgreement*..yes it is.

3:33 Medicine

Today I found a marble on the floor.
Small enough to fit under a door.
It's shape round, what a strange object.
In the sun, it scowled at me in reflect.

I took the marble to the one I love,
I showed her how much it meant to me.
And in this moment of interest,
She looked at me and said, "Where are the rest?"

Puzzled now and baffled by tongue,
I said the first thing in my head.. so young..
"I found only one, and it is special".
She then replied to me "Now don't get sensual".

"You mean to say this object I've found,
Is built from fury, is built from the ground?"
She glazed her eyes and took a deep breath,
"This object will cease: in love and in death."

Still ready to rage, I began my inquiry,
"I don't see how you can throw it all away"...
Still ready to kill, she replied with simplicity:
"All that we had was plain decay".

Removing the saltwater from my eyes,
I looked at the one I loved and despised.
"You know not these feelings you throw and deny,
You shall overcome, find peace, and retry."

Without a skipped beat, she handed me the marble.
With its weight and newfound lackluster,
It began to look more like a piece of charcoal,
And finally I stretched my mind with all my muster:

The mistake I made was one so dire,
It burned me within. Just like a fire.
I cannot let her slip from my grasp,
This relationship, I guarantee, will not die in this trap.