Daily Poetry

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[Genesis]

looking to the sky
watch the clouds soaring by
mad at gravity

[Zar-dus]

Bear the fruit the fruit of life the fruit you cut with a knife
by passing day by passing night you cut a piece with your knife
when you act when you don't
whether you will or you won't
that precious fruit that fruit of life
will get smaller and smaller you can't fight
don't waste a piece of that fruit of life
i can see it now the ends in sight
so now is my turn on this night to cut my last piece of my fruit of life.

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[Zar-dus]

Its hard to belive i wrote that 2 years ago lol i just wanted to post something how i felt this nite that i feel alot of the time

[Genesis]

mines a recuring thing. I just wish I could fly free in the sky with all teh birds.

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[Zar-dus]

Yeah if only i could be easier done with my actions as well lol

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[Zar-dus]

True i just hope i'm able to get more comfortable i think i will be able to when i see my boy tomorrow thank you Onaki

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[Zar-dus]

wow thats amazing chelle *hugs* its a beautiful poem

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[Zar-dus]

oh well then let me go into it now



This day and night
This night and day
we wake up to know what to say
all our minds all our truths will all go down as we fight
for in our soul our greatful heart there lies one magnificent spark

[Krixa]

a silver thread in the darkness of night
a single hope amongest despair
a bone chilling cry calls out your name
the silver thread cut and consumed
consumed in the horrors of night

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[Krixa]

that was from the top of my head too > w<

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[Krixa]

sunlight shines bright
darkness consumes the light
lone, last glimmer gone

now im in a dark poetic mood > <

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[Genesis]

I thought it would be neat to write a single piece of poetry with a minimum of 3 lines and a maximum of 20 lines every single day. Gives you a chance to tap into any part of your mind you'd like to swim around in. It doesn't have to rhyme, or make any sense really, as long as you yourself can feel something-- ANYTHING behind it. But you have to write it.

I'll start off, and if anyone wants to join, remember, you have to be able to post one every night that you wrote that day/night. <3


Ravens never live,
Ravens never die.
Ravens turn around, and look you in the eyes.
Some say they're sad,
We just think they're mad.
But overall, aren't we just as bad?

yes onaki, yes we are.

it's a good poem.

ano...

i've never been very good at describing my feeling towards a poem or story other than "it's good" or "it's awesome" cause i guess somewhere i forgot what "my" reactions to the poems would've been and just focused on what i thought would make people happy. and here i go, getting into my own problems again.

just wanted to say that your poem, onaki, rocked and your haiku made me lol a little.

[Zar-dus]

This night shall be lived
This day shall be brought
this mind shal belive
this skin shall come to rot
This garden full of piece
this pan full of grease
This life is a glorious feast

[Genesis]

waltzing through the darkened forest
stumbling through the night
my feet screaming out in protest
lead by a flickering light
to a blood-stained battlefield
Where I find who I used to be
held in the arms of who I should've been
breathing her dying breath
Who I should've been looks up at who I am
And begins to charge
But is suddenly stopped by who I will be
With a knife to the heart
Then who I will be turned to who I am
And vanished into thin air
"we will meet again someday in the passing of time"
The parting words ring out in the clearing, leaving who I am detesting herself for who she had become...

[Zar-dus]

Imagine fame a big life game
the life ingrained our being Insane
The body crashed the wrists are slashed
and blood has leakded its way to the floor. Oh he's a bore they say
he likes guys so he must be gay
He wears all black and doesn't chase he wears his hear to cover his face
No more is wanted but a sweet embrace to create a bond with a calm of a pond.
A rock is thrown the stillness is broken all he hears is I was joken from all the Illeged lover that demon in disguise
this shall lead to his dimse.
All is dropped all has stopped his hear is chopped into so many pieces.
Now a puzzle of 1000 pieces when put together there's still creases . In deathly memory and hopes to heavans above no only lightnihg strikes this this damaged soul
ones who've been mad half of a whole.
In darkness he lies in padded room his life and mind all is doomed.
Only pale light pin at best is all that lies a point apon his chest.
The lights go on through barred widow sill
now its time for Daily pill
To ease the pain Illusioned bliss yet nothing comes close to the flesh he's missed.

[Genesis]

wandering through the forest
each tree a single thought
watching the little fireflies flit about my head
into a moonlit clearing i walk still watching
as the little fireflies land about the trees around me
in the center of the clearing
a lone old tree stood tall
immoveable and ever watchful
i watch, disturbed as i see firelight through the trees
and angry shouts are heard
i step back into the trees around the clearing
and several men emerge with axes and torches in hand
and with great zeal they hastily have at the old tree
chipping at the beautiful redwood
i feel a pain in my side and look down to find
blood falling from a wound that looked very much like the trees
the men, angry at the slow going, drench the tree in oil and place their torches at the base
the flames lick up the trunk, then engulf not only the tree but my body as well
i scream out in pain and anguish and my screams merge with the trees' and the men look around frantically
they mutter something about the forest being cursed then run ffrom the clearing
leaving the tree to burn

the sun rises, golden light alighting on the blackened ash
where the tree and i used to stand.

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