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08-31-2015, 04:07 PM
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Re: Creative Writing/Poetry Corner
So damp beneath the earth So glittering behind the dream You sense yellow ghosts before the slime Tighten up your wig! The demon was hard Sinful and mammoth beneath the sea You hobnob with numb gems near the water Be aware! The demon will come So damp beneath the earth You smear quaking tomb stones against the towers Be transparent. The demon is over open-eyed hungry crossing the frontier a ticking clock Where in the end my friend stop for a while trying to remember. |
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08-31-2015, 05:33 PM
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 My Rank: GUNNERY SERGEANT Poster Rank:672 male Join Date: Apr 2010 Posts: 1,291 Mentioned: 4 Post(s) Quoted: 288 Post(s)
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Re: Creative Writing/Poetry Corner
Ballad of a Dying Love It's in her eyes, the way she cries, When all of the hope is gone. Reviewing her futures past life, The memories linger on. A stinging thrust into the bust, Is bleeding her heart dry. The faults are mine, blades turn to rust, Perfection's passed us by. So much has changed, life's rearranged. How do I fix this now? It seems that all attempts are vain, Rain pours, though not from clouds. With unseen lows, a spectrum glows, No light beyond the dark. How does one cure a fatal blow, When clumsy is the art? Two souls entwined in thorns and vines, Each move tears us apart. The darkness dies when light can shine, Too late for broken hearts. Expense the price, my only vice, A cost from breathe within. Awakening lions from mice, Blinds good, this mask of sin. Forgive me not, I wrote the plot, A tragic means to end. As I do rest upon this cot, I wish your heart to mend. It seems to me, malignancy, Could cease in its existence. If only I could magically, Erase myself this instant. |
