Poetry thread!

The early sun grows deep and dear
longing for a song I wish to hear
Never loving never laughing
to many woes to little years
for my time has been spent
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Every word i ever read
was misunderstood and dead
if only the past would change its ways
and wash away my days
i could be who I wanted to be
i could be myself and be free

Feeling everything at anyone
scared and alone
but not unsung
for my word will go and on
into the night and tommrows morn

Every word i ever read
was misunderstood and dead
if only the past would change its ways
and wash away my days
i could be who I wanted to be
i could be myself and be free


typical cliche shit enjoi...
 
Hey, great poem:)
I can really identify with this part:
spellbound-by-the-bodom said:
if only the past would change its ways
and wash away my days
i could be who I wanted to be
i could be myself and be free
 
The razor caressed my flesh
...short-lived relief
Oh fuck, it was only me
Unwrapped a sharp fresh blade
O sensation, I
...sigh in relief
For that scythe of yours had touched
My black, black heart
And torn open the scar tissue
Now the bittersweet red stream keeps flowing
And I’m left helpless, speechles, psyched
Never thought this would happen again
Passion rapturing thick grey skin
Lighting up to full ebony colour within
My old, abused soul feels young again
It feels wonderful but I must say
The LONGING’s killing me
Drinking, smoking and
LONGING
So desperately...
Bittersweet red stream keeps flowing
Out of my veins...but you couldn’t care less
« The die-hard fans are pretty weird »
GOD IS A CUNT ! ! ! ! !
Serenely scream...and make me flee
Flee the desire that’s crushing me
I flee into a ballad
Raped and raptured
This very octogenarian soul
Won’t take it any longer, no
Dawn Of A New Day in my head
Shitfaced, I open the window wide
Lean out, let go
GOODBYE, I fly
 
I agree, SG is one of my favourite non-metal songs.
But the poem wasn't inspired by Jack Off Jill's song, only by my own emotions (and MY OWN "strawberry gashes") and a little by Bed Of Razors...
 
Fair enough! that happens to me when I write somthing it always seem to have a little bit of nightwish in it Despite the fact I dont set out to do it
nightwish lyrics these are good so i'll post them its talking about tuomas's thoughts of nightwish and how important it is to me think about that when reading through them and it might hit you like it did me

Dead Boy´s Poem

Born from silence, silence full of it
A perfect concert my best friend
So much to live for, so much to die for
If only my heart had a home

Sing what you can`t say
Forget what you can`t play
Hasten to drown into beautiful eyes
Walk within my poetry, this dying music
- My loveletter to nobody

Never sigh for better world
It`s already composed, played and told
Every thought the music I write
Everything a wish for the night

Wrote for the eclipse, wrote for the virgin
Died for the beauty the one in the garden
Created a kingdom, reached for the wisdom
Failed in becoming a god

Never sigh...

"If you read this line, remember not the hand that wrote it
Remember only the verse, songmaker`s cry, the one without tears
For I`ve given this its strength and it has become my only strength.
Comforting home, mother`s lap, chance for immortality
Where being wanted became a thrill I never knew
The sweet piano writing down my life"

"Teach me passion for I fear it`s gone
Show me love, hold the lorn
So much more I wanted to give to the ones who love me
I`m sorry
Time will tell (this bitter farewell)
I live no more to shame nor me nor you

And you... I wish I didn`t feel for you anymore..."

A lonely soul... An ocean soul...
T.Holopainen (genius :) )
 
I've just written a poem, but don't know if I should post it here...can you take something in the vein of F.R.S. or INCANDESCENCE, but somehow more "extreme"...??!!??
 
Oh no I won’t let go, can’t
For the desire’s much too strong
After the endless emotional drought
After lightyears of pure emptiness
Divine devotion’s finally there again
The heavenly burning sensation within
Is back...and along with it the longing !
Merciless sheer endless longing
Sanity -what’s that anyway ?
Ravenous, I’m starving to death
...for your affection
...to which I have no right ! ! !
With the touch of a switchblade indeed
I must say...you intoxicated me
A forbidden drug, fatal but so sweet
I can’t take it any longer
I cry, I scream, I bleed, I’m going insane
Ravenous I’m starving to death
...for your affection
...to which I have no right ! ! !
Flesh on flesh I crave to feel you
But it’s so wrong, I know
Play me like that Jackson or that ESP
(Make me scream... ! ! !)
But no, nothing mutual for me !
I can’t help it
Flesh on flesh I crave to feel you
Forbidden thoughts -I feel ashamed
I think I need an exorcist ! ! !
Close and intimate
Every inch of
Sweet scythelicious Wildchild
For me...NOT ! !
It’s true, I’m just not worthy of you
I’m ready for my final strawberry gashes
On my own bed of rusty razors
I lay down and bleed to death