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[darkshadow136]

Imprisoned:



Here restrained in a room,

no windows, no sound, enveloped

by trauma, and pain, likened to a beast

in a cage, transformed by demons in white,

through experiments of fire,

oh my blood how it burns



Permeating my mind with visions of vengeance,

uncontrolled, soul and mind separated

through torturous horror, eyes of cold

blood lust, defined by innocence lost,

the walls bleed, the demons come



Cry's from hell signal my birth,

living but dead, ever-changing for

I'm the host for this transfiguration,

created within walls of silent screams,

and restrained souls



I survive, given to freedom with scars,

wounds beyond the physical, struggling

against my newborn nature, mind

soul split searching for the meaning,

and purpose for this existence

forever imprisoned.



I wrote this in 2003



I have much poetry that I have written, a lot of it I cant post here for being to explicit.

[darkshadow136]

In-Human Thirst:



I was brought across through

darkness an eternity ago,

when my humanity was sacrificed,

and the beast was born, body cold,

eyes lifeless



My only sensation, my only pain,

is the loss of my soul, a mind

without conscience, without it as I'm driven,

and enslaved by my lust's



The in-human thirst devouring life,

in it's purest form releasing me for

only a moment, bringing throbbing

life to those veins if only for a fleeting

time



Then it passes as I die again in the dark,

The irony of it all, eternal lust being the want,

and need, to experience life again,

Through the life of another, drained and sacrificed



My beast my only friend, yet it calls for my falling,

misery loves company he say's as I

fall deeper into it's cold grip



Haunting me with his laughter, the

pinnacle of light escapes me as I lay on

this alter dead and broken, yet

still exiting through this living death.

[Dark Lilith]

Obtusifolius wrote...

SpankyV wrote...

Whoa!

I've never felt so bad for a piece of furniture before.

Well done!

You have my thanks

The poems in this thread are fantastic - some so incredibly personal (is that even the word? Perhaps I'm confusing 'emotive' with 'personal') that I don't think I'd have the balls to post them myself It's good to see, if a little... uncomfortable to read, you know, kind of like I'm intruding.

Edit: I don't know whether this is appropriate for this thread, so if I'm out of line someone tell me, but I'd like to post this link to a story that I'm having to write for college at the moment. It's unfinished, and I'm actually not sure where to go with it, so if anyone takes the time to read it then suggestions are welcome.

It's a very silly story, nothing too heavy, and it is very short

www.writing.com/main/view_item/item_id/1635149-Dead-Leg-Fellow

Edit 2: I've just remembered that I named his town of residence Rendonhowe - first cool-sounding 'place-name' I could think of.... so yep, that's what that's all about.

the story is more than welcome in my topic as are any kind of written works. I liked the story. The possibilities with the cat are endless I think.Is it good or evil,a protector or an enemy, etc.
The parts about hitting the cat were for me a little upsetting but then I also like reality in what I read also. The leg thing and why its damaged would make a great way to jump between 1st and 3rd person story telling also. When its finished please repost the link.


@ shadow: some very nice poetic works from you also!

[darkshadow136]

[quote]Dark Lilith wrote...


[/quote]
the story is more than welcome in my topic as are any kind of written works. I liked the story. The possibilities with the cat are endless I think.Is it good or evil,a protector or an enemy, etc.
The parts about hitting the cat were for me a little upsetting but then I also like reality in what I read also. The leg thing and why its damaged would make a great way to jump between 1st and 3rd person story telling also. When its finished please repost the link.


@ shadow: some very nice poetic works from you also![/quote]


Thanks Dark Lilith just some of my old stuff i dug up. If I can find anymore I will post it later on. At least some of the milder stuff.

[Dark Lilith]

Obtusifolius wrote...

Dark Lilith wrote...

the story is more than welcome in my topic as are any kind of written works. I liked the story. The possibilities with the cat are endless I think.Is it good or evil,a protector or an enemy, etc.
The parts about hitting the cat were for me a little upsetting but then I also like reality in what I read also. The leg thing and why its damaged would make a great way to jump between 1st and 3rd person story telling also. When its finished please repost the link.

Thank you for your comments, and I'm sorry about the cat... I didn't think about people being disturbed by those bits. Of course it is just a big chunk of silliness (and, contrary to your tastes, very unrealistsic ), but er... yes, guess I should've thought of that

the world is sometimes mean and cruel. I write very graphically.I have a story called amazon's revenge.I'd love to post it here but the violence may be upsetting to some.
write as you feel,thats the whole idea as your in control of "your" story!

[darkshadow136]

Maviarab wrote...

Could always start a group for us Lilith, that way people can post wat they like, regardless of content and it wont be locked/banned etc....

Just a thought

Not a bad idea I have a lot of stuff I wrote but most of it would not be appropriate for the open forum.

[Dark Lilith]

Maviarab wrote...

Could always start a group for us Lilith, that way people can post wat they like, regardless of content and it wont be locked/banned etc....

Just a thought

how do you go about doing that?

[Dark Lilith]

Maviarab wrote...

Click the groups button at top of social site...then blue tab - create New group

do we need a name and how do people enter the group?
ok. I'll start one,give me a sec.

Modifié par Dark Lilith, 12 janvier 2010 - 01:24 .

[Dark Lilith]

group created I'll start invites

[darkshadow136]

I'll wait till my application to join the group is accepted before I post anything else.

[MOTpoetryION]

<--- mine muh ha ha ha

OK fine 

life is as bitter as dragon tears
and whether dragon tears are bitter or sweet
 it all depends on how each person perceives the taste

Modifié par MOTpoetryION, 12 janvier 2010 - 01:58 .

[Dark Lilith]

group is set up

http://social.bioware.com/group/1032/

[Jester8183]

I thought I would share a couple of poems from some of my favorite authors.

Poet to Patron by Langston Hughes

What right has anyone to say
That I
Must throw out pieces of my heart
For pay?

For bread that helps to make
My heart beat true,
I must sell myself
To you?

A factory shift's better,
A week's meagre pay,
Than a perfumed not asking:
What poems today?

Sonnet: To Science by Edgar Allan Poe (because you can never have enough Poe)

Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art!
Who alterest all things with thy peering eyes.
Why preyest thou thus upon the poet's heart,
Vulture, whose wings are dull realities?
How should he love thee? or how deem thee wise?
Who wouldst not leave him in his wandering
To seek for treasure in the jewelled skies,
Albeit he soared with an undaunted wing?
Hast thou not dragged Diana from her car?
And driven the Hamadryad from the wood
To seek a shelter in some happier star?
Hast thou not torn the Naiad from her flood,
The Elfin from the green grass, and from me
The summer dream beneath the tamarind tree?

A Minor Bird by Robert Frost

I have wished a bird would fly away,
And not sing by my house all day;

Have clapped my hands at him from the door
When it seemed as if I could bear no more.

The fault must partly have been in me.
The bird was not to blame for his key.

And of course there must be something wrong
In wanting to silence any song.

Modifié par Jester8183, 13 janvier 2010 - 03:12 .

[Dark Lilith]

Was he a
She or she
A he?
If both were
Either,
Could they truly
Be?
 
If one was
The other, or
The other was
One
Would souls be
Disjointed and love
Forsaken just for
Fun?
 
Was she a
Fantasy, was he
One too?
Would you know
The difference if
Either of them
Loved you?
 
Do eyes become
Windows,
Do souls truly
Appear
If he is
A she,
Is there still
Sexual fear?
 
What if she
Were real or
Perhaps just a
Dream
Would loving her
Totally
Be against your
Self-esteem?
 
What if he
Was neither, or
Perhaps she was
Too
Could either find
Love?
Could it ever
Really be so
True?
 
What is a
Person,
Just skin, muscle
And bone
Is the heart
Truly a hunter,
A seeker on
It’s own?
 
She or he
She is me
Will it always
Be a question
Are you brave
Enough just to
See?
 
Both are the
Same, so do
Both coincide
What gives others?
The right to
Decide?
 
If he is
A she
And she is
A he
Can true love
And happiness ever
Abide?
 
© Dezdimona 2009
 

[almighty1]

I read this in a novel from the 70's I believe, its a trilogy books in one, reminds me a lot of Mass Effect. But there is a poem just before the second part, I really liked it, I assume its by the author Joe Haldeman?

Men stop war to make gods
sometimes.  Peace gods, who would make
Earth a haven.  A place for men to
think and love and play.  No war
to cloud their minds and hearts.  Stop,
somehow, men from being men.

Gods make war to stop men
from becoming gods.
Without the beat of drums to stop
our ears, what heaven we could make
of Earth!  The anchor that is war
left behind?  Somehow free to

stop war?  Gods make men to
be somewhat like them.  So men
express their godliness in war.
To take life:  this is what gods
do.  Not the womanly urge to make
life.  Nor the simple sense to stop.

War-men make gods.  To stop
those gods from raging, we have to
find the heart and head to make
new gods, who don't take men
in human sacrifice.  New gods,
who find disgust in war.

Gods stop, to make men war
for their amusement.  We can stop
their fun.  We can make new gods
in human guise.  No need to
call to heaven.  Just take plain men
and show to them the heaven they could make!

To stop God's wars!  Men make
their own destiny.  We don't need war
to prove to anyone that we are men.
But even that is not enough.  To stop
war, we have to become more.  To
stop war, we have to become gods.

                           To stop war, make men gods.

Thats the way it was layed out in the book and I'm not sure if it has a title.

[addiction21]

Waffles are yellow... well thats all I got for now.



Actauly just stopping in to say theres some good stuff in here.

[Sa Seba]

I am right now totally caught up in Oscar Wilde's works. A little fun piece from "The Remarkable Rocket":

“Conversation, indeed!” said the Rocket. “You have talked the whole time yourself. That is not conversation.”

“Somebody must listen,” answered the Frog, “and I like to do all the talking myself. It saves time, and prevents arguments.”

“But I like arguments,” said the Rocket.

“I hope not,” said the Frog complacently. “Arguments are extremely vulgar, for
everybody in good society holds exactly the same opinions.

[Dark Lilith]

My body moves in rhythm
like waves upon the sea,
Hips sway, legs moves,
nails dig and scratch.

The music of love
surrounds us,
My breath is hard
to catch.

Desire arises and
it falls,
Tongues like liquid flow.
Bodies intertwined like one
Passion ebbs and flows.

Senses scream and beg
for more,
Feeling melts, eyes roll back,
Souls combine, sound fills
the air,
as we open up the door.
© Dezdimona 2009

[Dark Lilith]

I feel your lips
upon mine,
Our tongues fight
for superiority,
they joust and
intertwine

Passion like fire
makes them as
alive,
They move, they sway,
they dance and do
perspire.

Our kiss brings forth
emotion, arousal, and
desire.

Your lips upon
mine,
make me burn like
fire,
Sweet of taste, emotional
bliss,
to these we do
aspire

Kiss me long and
hard my love,
you peak my hearts
desire!