Another Artistic Thread - POEMS

[White Raven]

Thankies!

Son of Dragon
Written just now for DragonSon

Doth born a child from the dragon's womb?
Screams she in the agony of birth
Roars she as her talons clench, straining
Can'st she, the one Tiamat
Can'st she bear the young
Song from thine dragon's eye
Son of dragon's womb
Possess'd are thee of the sight and word
Secluded she shall keep thee
Shielded by the leather of wing
But forever ye shall be
Dragon Son.

[DragonSon]

Damn...I feel all special now.. Thanks White Raven...that one get's saved on the 'ole pc.

[DragonSon]

Lesson Learned

There was a time
When nothing mattered
Everything was a blur
And a cold chill ran down my spine.
My world shattered;
But now I concur..

I thought noone cared,
That I was alone in the dark
Yet there were those who stood up
And showed me they were there.
I now have that spark;
That blink of life that keeps me up.

My lesson is learned;
I know I have a journey ahead of me
But with those that cared for me at my side
I can see that the journey will be earned
Through perseverance and strength inside of me;
I know that I no longer have to hide.
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Haven't written one in a while...this one is in part dedicated to those who have helped me in the past few days...you know who you are.

-DragonSon-

[Magic_Midget]

Part of me wanted to die that day
Part of me wanted to hide
Never to be seen again
All because of rejection from a friend,
Spat in my face and threw me away.

Part of me crumbled in the corner,
Hidden away from view
Darkness playing tricks with me,
Bound and chained by emotions, can never be free
All because of you...

Part of me today, never got over it
But as I look in the mirror today
I grew up and some of those memories fade,
No longer hurt at sixteen or nineteen,
Cause part of me have hidden and never will be seen...



Blah...that sucked...lol...

[Bazman63]

That's not bad Arcane, not bad at all. You guys can be inspiring.

ANGEL.

for Kathy


It was a long way to go,
To go crazy in New York,
Standing on the top of a building,
Contemplating the flight of Icarus,
The fall from Grace or Lucifers crash dive into hell.
Was it then you saw an angel
Disguised as cumulus clouds?
Some ancient christmas guardian,
Offering strength and soft hands.
An angel earned it's wings that night.

[Jedi Gemstone]

Hey guys great poems me had fun reading em.
Baz were you talking about my poem? Thanks anyway lol.
Well I wrote this for a friend he wanted my opinion on injustice in a poem form so here it is-

Injustice

Suffering hardship
Lack of love
I'm left here injustice
I'm left here with blood

As the racist storm triumphants the world
I'm left all alone
With love thats unfurled

Standing here empty
Lost among the brink
All the pain and torture
Mixed feelings within
Bellow out upon my scream
As hatred and jealousy shower on down
The world has no hope
Its drowning in the hands of no affection

Suffering wrongly
Lack of justice
I'm left here unloved
I'm left here with blood

Prejudice takes hold
I stumble and fall,
Without knowing why
Being judged before known
This life falls around me
As to the world I once knew

The injustice world
Is left with battered bruised scars
Pain that wont heal
Times no longer the healer
Nothing can be the healer
Except for mans bloody hands.

and heres another one for now-

Wishes

I wrap myself back up
In my warm encasing ice
I sit there crying
Looking my strife in the eye
I wish I could morph
Turn into a butterfly
Fly away from my troubles
Fly away free
I know that'll never happen
Its just me on my own
To face the world alone

I wish I could be happy
Be young and care free
It'll never happen
Its just me

Why would someone want to make me happy?
Cast my wishes true?

A breath upon the water
My withered heart shivers back to life
One hand peering upon my prison
one hand held against my heart
not wanting to lose my life
I try to see what fears lie beyond
And to see what blur the future holds

No longer moving forward
No longer moving back
I stand still in time
No longer having a past

I wish I could be happy
I wish wasn't depressed
I lay here wrecthed
Enclose in my crystalised complexion

I wish I was a butterfly
So I could fly away free
I wish I was anyone
Anyone but me.

Hope you guys like them.

[izchan]

now this is something that has not happend for a while, a gathering of talents all in one day ... ... WR ... wow those poems are so different from your normal writings. They sound almost like late 18th century works ...

: As it might seem

Fear not what you know not
As bad as it might seem
the truth is not thy enemy
it is confusion that causes dismay
the ever wandering soul that gets angry
the untamed mind that creates pain
and ignorance that plights our life

Don't you see the endless pits
the dream of lost paradise
the tear that will never come
a heart aching for release
redemption for all the sins done
praying once with true meaning

Why do we fight it any more
What is the point shown
Who are we trying to prove to
When are we going to awaken
How are we going to carry on
questions upon questions
too many with fewer answers

All we have left
is the sky above
with its blue tint
and white clouds
with the occasional raven
giving us hope
that tommorow will be different

catch the easter egg.
enjoy

[White Raven]

Melancholy Stars

And I'll lie on my roof at night and watch Orion run away
Watch all the stars, just the world of night
Slip from my grasp
Have I ever grasped it, anyways
I've never held it in my hands
Much less given it the chance to slip through my fingers
As white sand
I'll just watch Orion turn away
As I lie on the roof at night, waiting for what shan't come
Playing an invisible piano with one finger
I'll listen to music
And watch Orion's foot step further
Orion's the hunter of the night sky
I wonder who he's after
Is he hunting me?
He can't be, because he's turning away, walking slowly
I'll tuck my hands behind my head as I lie on the roof
My eyes locked to the irrepressible light of the stars
I'm not playing an invisible piano with one finger anymore
I'm just listening to one
Lying on the roof watching the eyes of Anubis
And hearing the footfalls of Orion as he runs away
Just like I said I would.

[DragonSon]

Great poem as always White Raven. Very good.

[izchan]

Raven dear, u r getting very very very very very ... GOOD!!!!
Your talent is really emerging.

More!!!

[ScorLibran]

Originally posted by DragonSon
Lesson Learned

There was a time
When nothing mattered
Everything was a blur
And a cold chill ran down my spine.
My world shattered;
But now I concur..

I thought noone cared,
That I was alone in the dark
Yet there were those who stood up
And showed me they were there.
I now have that spark;
That blink of life that keeps me up.

My lesson is learned;
I know I have a journey ahead of me
But with those that cared for me at my side
I can see that the journey will be earned
Through perseverance and strength inside of me;
I know that I no longer have to hide.
---------------------

Haven't written one in a while...this one is in part dedicated to those who have helped me in the past few days...you know who you are.

-DragonSon-

Speaking as someone who's world has shattered before, I really find this inspiring. Thanks for writing it!

[DragonSon]

Thanks a lot, I appreciate it.

[Magic_Midget]

Originally posted by izchan
Raven dear, u r getting very very very very very ... GOOD!!!!
Your talent is really emerging.

More!!!

She's the wonderful soothsayer and storyteller of this thread. Give her a lyre and her words and I'm sure she can become an excellent bard. Melancholy stars, an excellent read full of detail and her imagery. Combining all elements of poetry, Raven has come to be an excellent writer. Hope she comes out with a book.

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Another poet I like to recognize is Jedi Gemstone. She has come a long way into the Poets Guild of Winamp. She writes from the heart of things, I'm proud of her though. Hope she comes out with a book someday!
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Bazzy, nice of you to stop in and read our works. Hope you enjoy them as much as we did. Your writing there isn't bad at all. Keep up the good work!
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And...Dragonson, your poetry is making more sense as times fly. Your a very talented guy and I finally got around to understanding where your writing is coming from. Keep up the good work!

~Lee

[Magic_Midget]

Redemption by Lee

The rain fell hard when I walked up to the aged manor
Lined by steel gates adorned with rusty tips,
As I pushed ahead the iron gates, trying to peer past what I can see,
Just here to retrieve a lost package that contained money.

Turning the knob to the oak door and pushing slightly;
Feeling the cold draft on my wet skin
Only to sense a flashback of a woman's corpse;
She drowned in the lake and pronounced missin'.

Looking around, the floors been thoroughly cleaned
But there lay a faded blood stain on the stairs,
Another riveting flashback shook me again;
As I relived, a dying boy bound to a chair.

Shaking it off, I continued towards the kitchen;
The plates and glasses were still there,
Just a bit dusty from years of abandonment;
Sneezing cause of the dust, only to open my eyes and stare.

In the kitchen corner, there lay the package;
Not your ordinary one, but this contained the money,
Hurriedly try to pick it up when another flashback drew me in,
"Going somewhere with our money so soon, Honey".

Reeling from the shock, my eyes veered towards a woman,
"This is not real!!!!, you're dead!!, I stammered,
"I threw you in the lake, out cold!!!"
"I know sweety...I got that scar from the hammer"

Grabbing my bounty only to hear the sound of sirens;
"Damn police!! But How!?"; my world turning upside down,
Climbing up the stairs, the blood stains, turning redder,
Another flashback, this one lot harder, sent me to the ground.

Getting up and dusting myself off when....
A jolt of lightning tore through the home;
Stood there, a boy of ten years, his head bludgeoned;
"Daddy, why leave so...fast..."

"Son, you're alive!!, what happened";
"Mom was right, you were going nuts"
"But that was 34 years ago, I learn"
"No Dad, you haven't learned, but I'll teach you"

Woken by thunder again, I lay on the top step,
The sirens I couldn't tell were real or not,
Shifting my legs, I heard a loud scream
As the chair fell to the bottom, what a mess I got.

I gathered myself together along with the greenbacks,
My head was pounding because of the flashbacks,
Climbing the third stairwell to the balcony;
Another wave hit me and I collapsed.

Getting up for the nth time now,
Hoping I retain some of my sanity when I get out,
Grabbing my belongings and heading up the ladder,
When a soft heavenly voice called out above.

It was my daughter, the only one I didn't kill,
Her voice so sweet and tender, I never knew what became of her,
Dropping the bag to hold her once more,
Always wanted to see what happened to Daddy's little girl.

"Long time no see, Dad,
Where were you all these years?,
Why weren't you there when I shedded my tears?
I decided to kill myself instead of ending up sad...."

I was at a loss for words, my grief strickened
Daughter killed herself because she missed me,
And I took out half of my family,
And for what, my own greed, the love of money.

"Redemption is the only way father,
Please take my hand and leap into the light"

I took her hands, and dropped the bag
Leapt from the balcony, and all turned white.

My vision returned and all I saw was my family calling,
The home balcony was fading, and I was falling,
Only to be ruptured by cold hard steel piercing into my chest,
As life faded from these soiled eyes, hoping death led me to the best.

[White Raven]

Originally posted by [Arcane]
She's the wonderful soothsayer and storyteller of this thread. Give her a lyre and her words and I'm sure she can become an excellent bard. Melancholy stars, an excellent read full of detail and her imagery. Combining all elements of poetry, Raven has come to be an excellent writer. Hope she comes out with a book.

Eee! *Blush* Thanks Arcane, you stroke my ego too well. Thanks!

Brymmel

There is a spoon upon the counter
There are lines upon it
From where tender lips softly caressed the metal
Taking away all that was balanced in the curve
Its silver reflectiveness is gently obscured by the lines
But it retains some lustre,
The spoon reflects a fuzzy image of a blue eye
Studying it, hands touching, playing with the texture
Of the handle
Inherent curiosity
Slightly thick, pink lips part
And a soft pink tongue emerges
Teasing up the metal, feeling with sensitivity, the metal
Tasting it
Curling her tongue around it, drawing it into her mouth
Suckling on the shining shaft
Feeling with her tongue, pressing as she feels lines
Of decoration on the edges of the handle
Her precise touch allows her to feel
Every little bit of that spoon
Trailing down to feel the wide surface
Licking down to the very tip
Feeling the smoothness, the cool shine of the metal
Running the rounded tip of it
Down her lip and chin
Drawing a line down her lip...
She traces it with her finger
Down the shaft to the curve...
And places the spoon back where it was, on her desk.