Poems.
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Thread Topic: Poems.
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eilloh NewbieTwisted True Love
" Proud maiden of fair
With long golden hair
With glistening eyes
And ruby lips.
Graceful is she
So fluid and free
Her eyes of leaf
that pricks the trees
Twas a lad from Annook
Who fair Gennavra's face
Took his breath away.
He courted his love
He sent her a dove
To marry him someday
Proud Gennavra replied
With tears in her eyes
The wedding would take place that day.
She walked down the aisle
With a glistening smile
To wed her beloved
He took her hand
And she took his
They kissed with passion and fire
She looked in his eyes
And he looked in hers
Then fair Gennavra stabbed him to death."
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That's amazing!
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eilloh NewbieI thought it needed a morbid ending.Hey, dark poetry can be beautiful too.I really like Edgar Allen Poe's poems.
My favorite is "The Raven" -
I always write dark poetry. I've never written anything happy. I've tried, but let's just say it ended in major emotional troubles.
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eilloh NewbieO mighty one.
The porceline king and holder of secrets.
Your powerful maw destroys rubbish and washes away filth.
Now, I must go to the great round one.
I must give to it what I have produced.
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eilloh Newbieaka:the toilet
I have another poem somewhere.Hang on.. -
The light was only temporary,
In the ancient days they'd tell tales,
Of darkness and evil taking over the worlds,
Leaving none to live in peace,
or harmony,
Thy brothers turn on thee,
And use thy sword to behead,
Dear Lord,
My brother is dead.
And I have taken the road of darkness,
That has revealed my true self,
I am a killer of thy soul,
The Devil's servant,
No freedom for myself,
But a demon all the same,
I hearby pronounce,
All humans,
Slayed. -
eilloh NewbieThat was very good.
Wow.. -
Haha, thanks. I just think of evil or dark or depressing things and ideas just pop into my head. I wrote that one off the top of my head, honestly. I don't know where it comes from. I'm a slave to my mind, and I write what I think.
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eilloh NewbieNever write with your heart or mind, lest you become a prisoner in your own head.
Feel what you write.The joy, the anger, the heart renching sorrow.Let it all pour into you. -
The gates to Hell are open at night,
Releasing to humans all monsters and fright,
Demons haunt thy noble homes,
Placing curses that stay unknown.
But upon awakening humans scream,
They find themselves not whom they used to be,
The curse is eating at their soul,
Tearing every last bit of their horrid happiness apart.
A demon's work never ends,
That is why I bid you farewell my friends,
With a little gift,
Through no trouble at all,
I leave you the worst curse of all. -
Whenever I write I get this heartwrenching feeling, and when things are perfect once i finish reading it this emotion lingers around me, so I can absorb the feeling of the piece.
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Eilloh are you still there?
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eilloh NewbieThat is how poetry should be.
I feel no inspiration coming to me.'~' -
Try to think of something traumatizing, devastating, or even really happy that happened to you that triggered your emotions to the extremes. Now convert those emotions into words strung together in phrases, fully explaining this emotion in a new light. That's what I do.
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