Poetry

[TexasFriedCriminal]

Morgen

Dein Leib auf meinem Laken
Deine Luft in meiner Lunge
Treibe träge träumend tagelang
An Ufern weißer Gischt entlang

Dein Hals in meinen Händen
Dein Haupt auf meinem Herz
Sinne spärliche schweigender Sekunden
Im Traum von neuem dich erkundend

Deine Angst in meinen Augen
Dein Aroma wird mein Atem
Liege lange lustvoll lauschend
Dein Atem geht so zärtlich rauschend

Deine Brust auf meinem Bauch
Dein Bein um meins geschlungen
Feucht in Finsternis verborgen
Wo ich tief in dich gedrungen

 

[Samarkol]

My english is getting better...

The first one is a song I did for my band... it lasts 65 seconds, so you start, and you go on till its finished, and the song stops harshely.


Dead

I'm so sick and tired of all of this shit. Fuck them all I'm so tired of everyones shit they put on me. They'll do anything
to find some reason to bitch me out. I'm not good enough for this world. I'm so tired of being like this. If I left they'd never miss me. They never cared about me. Picked on, Beaten on, made fun of i'm so tired of it I CAN'T FUCKING TAKE IT ANYMORE. Them all. They all wanna push me to that point of no return and thats whats gonna happen soon. I'm so close to just going out and gettin razors again and just start all over. Only this time I won't puss out and do shitty pussy cuts I'll let loose and finally do it. They look into my dead cold eyes and see everything inside is breaking down. My body drained of everything. I'm so fuckin tired of bitching, screaming, yelling, everything. I want them all to die. I'm not supposed to even be here. Some much energy built up, so ready for my release of all of this pain built up inside of me. Everything is going wrong. I think it has to be done...

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I think this one is not that good... I though of the title before the rest... and I did wanted to do something different than this... I shall do it over once more I guess

Words From The Tongue Of Pain

Tears fall from eyes
That saw It all

The rape of thruth by lies
The rape of mind
And murder Of the soul

The lifeless Body
On the floor
Static in the ears
Of the forgotten being
Bruises on the body
On Death

Blood raining from severed thoughts
A blackened heart runs cold
Hatred filled the broken veins
That let out the cry of pain

of whose tongue
It all was written

--


Greeting strangers to the safe haven that is my mind

Out of the night that covers me
Black as the Pit from pole to pole
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid

It matters not how strait the gate
How charged with punishments the scroll
I am the master of my fate
I am the captain of my soul

Samarkol

 

[E V I L]

Originally posted by Samarkol
I am the master of my fate
I am the captain of my soul

Samarkol

Nice poems Samarkol, but isn't the above part taken from, or else an allusion to, the poem Invictus?

postedit: better yet isn't that whole poem Invictus by William Ernest Henley?

nevermind.

 

[Samarkol]

Yep it is from him lol I forgot to wrote the introduction to this poem I did it for the precedings

It's because we use it in a song (in my band) and it fuckings rocks, the rhymes are superb, the rythm perfect, and the meaning deep.

I'm sorry it reallys looks like I wanted to stole it lol... but anyway if you compare the quality to my other poem it is... flagrant that it's not mine

I wanted to share it with you cuz it's our best composition (music) and we're going to play it in a show at our school )

I don't know where we found it, I think my friend came with it one day and sang it. We were convinced

Samarkol

 

[Siren]

It would be a shame to lose such a thread

 

[Samarkol]

Another poem in french (played by our band)

Decrescendo


Tu le mérites bien
T'y es pour l'éternité
T'as passé une vie de chien
Maintenant il te faut bien la payer

Chorus

Tu étais bien haut au sommet
Mais gare à la descente
Même si tu contrôles chaque secret
Abrupte sera la pente

Chorus

Ça ne sert plus à rien d'regretter
C'est ta fin malheureusement
Arrête donc de pleurer
Fallait qu't'y penses avant

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Another one

Psychopathe


Je pense toujours à l'homicide
Il m'arrive de songer au suicide
Vous savez mon nom, psychopathe
Move your fuckin' ass from my path

La société m'dit fou
Mais alors, qu'en pensez-vous ?
Je suis sûr qu'ils ont raison
Meutre est gravé sur mon front

Assassiner les bonnes gens
Je l'fais volontier pour l'argent
Beaucoup trop sont prêts à payer
Pour voir la vie d'autrui s'achever

Je pense toujours à l'homicide
Il m'arrive de songer au suicide
Vous savez mon nom, psychopathe
Move your fuckin' ass from my path

Le plaisir est bien sûr de la partie
Voir enfin quelqu'un mourir en hurlant
C'est ce que je préfère dans la vie
Un bien étrange divertissement

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The the last one, inspired from the song "be careful with that axe eugene" from Pink Floyd... (there's actually no lyrics in this song

This is... more stupid than my other texts... by still it makes a good song which does not pretend anything

"Eugene" screamed Ma from the kitchen
"Is it ready yet? I want to eat that chicken?
"Not yet Maa" screamed Eugene

the one who got from his genes
six foot three and a half of a brawny body
who would always need to make up
for with resilience
what he lacked in brilliance
Unfortunately he wasn't that resilient

Eugene had selected the chicken
that was just right for dinner
All he had to do now was behead it

He looked down at the chicken
raised the axe over his head
and swung down as hard as he could
The axe went deep into his shin

The moral
Always keep your eyes on the chicken's head



cya don't let this thread die! your poem are amazing... and the only reason why I'm posting my own shit is because I want to motivate you to wrote once more

Samarkol

 

[ROY JONES JR]

my contribution


still hurt and wounded
by the sweet venom of your words
your poisonous tongues
vampire, killer of hope
yet your beauty is eternal
and your touch ethereal
wicked angel, you scare me
with your angelic voice
and your bat-like wings
but I fall......again
you lure me into your trap
I'm a prey in your spider-web
But I won't waste my words
not anymore
I shall make you fall
surrender at my feet
beg for compassion
starve and dismay
forgiveness
pray for lust
I'll let you suffer
ask for love
make the tears come out
of your ravenous eyes
my voice will turn into growls
my tears will become laughs
at your misery
until I find the time to reason
and let my emotions out
offer you my shelter
forgive you
and kiss your lips.....again

-EvilHeart


Tonight I'll dream
about confusion and Hope
about the mysteries of your soul
I let the fingers dance
to the tune of distorted instruments
moving around the pale white canvas
giving form and colors
to my neverending anxiety
tonigh I'll dream
about shadows and hell
the somber corner of my mind
where the insane reign supreme
in his claustrophobic words
let the thoughts fly
and the neverending fear be free
there's no use in kissing the wind
why did you opened the little box?
why did you touched my wounds?
I hate you as much as I hate myself
in other words.. I love you, my girl
-EvilHeart

 

[terria]

Still Sentient

the feast is over now
the tree has starved
the petals fallen
it's a grey, monotone nothingness
that's endlessly repeating over and over again
just a frozen moment lingering on
this one infinite instant
would be beautiful to live through
if only it could ever be shared
cause so i waste my time
trying to find some rest in their arms
i am still sentient still waiting i am bleeding still i hate i'd need you all some rest one moment of sleep
Looking up for an instant i can see her wings
she asks me follow with eyes
shut i'll turn and leave your world to listen as she sings
it sounds so hollow
I AM STILL SENTIENT I AM BLEEDING STILL
I HATE TO NEED YOU ALL
BUT SOMETIMES I JUST HATE THIS SENTIENCE
THE EMPTINESS
THE WAITING
FOR ANYTHING TO HAPPEN
ANYONE TO COME
I'LL TAKE MY LEAVE


err, hi folks! nice to see that you kept it up all the time...
i am not too creative at the moment cause my energies are needed for the production, mastering, engineering of the new cd of my band (in addition to completing hitherto uncompleted songs AND lyrics that are to be recorded the NEXT fucking day, playing the guitar on some of them, singing on some of them, playing the bass on all of them, designing the fucked up cover for it...) but the day will come when, err, bla.

I'LL BE BACK!

 

[Dargor]

Er, well I do not really consider myself as a poet of any sort, although I enjoy writing. Anyway, please enjoy.

------
Into Oblivion's Embrace
------

the schyte fell
and swiftly
all boundings
to this world
were left
all torn
and broken behind

the thin line holding you away from death
is no match for the reapers cold breath

the hourglass of mortal life
time has come to shift it's side
what was once up becomes soon down
and thus the raging flood
will sweep away both weak and strong
in the deadly tides of blood

and so you're gone
into oblivion's embrace
on this fatal day
you ran your final race
forgotten
forsaken
led-filled and late
call in the loathsome reserve
this one's gone
into oblivion's embrace

 

[HarmonyDies....]

Very good!

 

[Dargor]

Another one, the same topic.

Earthdawn (my classmate namned this song, I only wrote the lyrics)
--------------
out of the frigid void rising
facing the sunlight as before
from yesterdays clashes now rested
todays battles will crave their toll

Honorifice
Praelium Facio

suffering screams echoes
unheard in cosmos

Earthdawn has come
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Just a question: how do you add a picture below your name? I didn't find anything aomng the settings (I am dead sure it was there right under my nose, but as I said, I saw nothing like it).

 

[Dargor]

Alright, that means I've got another six posts to go =)

 

[TexasFriedCriminal]

amorphous

humanoid changeling, never quite safe in change
drunk with the delirious laughter of expectance
as it severs finger from finger, hands from hands
divides time, and that which in time reigns
from him who from time eternity demands
shackled is the beast, yet ever free to roam
in silent fever, 'mongst the wreckage of his home
in ever present unframed lands....

'tis art to live amorphous
'tis art in change through change
and who but him could stand the strain
to stay the same as turmoil comes and goes...

drift to inside, let the ear be open, hear the howl
and as we learn we tend to forget what we are
ignoring all the true aspects of life

come breed...

humanoid changeling, hunt for and gather
your breed that they learn to adapt, evolve to forget
they're fevered yet broken, tell me what you expect
from changes to come, asking only when, not whether
so come forth and shape, it's an art to learn to accept
that as all things shift the cosmos remains the same
it's essence forever in drift, with no consciousness to blame
that the beast and the meat and their acts we regret

 

[Samarkol]

I'm quite happy with this one... it's one of my best english poetry and it rhymes! I really think that I inserted a meaning in it... I'd like to know what are you tough about it...

not about the quality of the poem I know that I suck

about what you can see in it... everyone got his own vision, beauty but also meaning is in the eye of the beholder!

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No title yet


- i love, you hate, your soulmate, my nemesis -

for each petal that you are tearing apart
can't you see that throught my iris
a part of my soul is slowly wandering out

- you'll love, I've hated, and so I dictate -

for each order than i can't refuse to obey
the godess of disharmony becomes my mate
through the soul that you own, you control me

- I did love, sometimes words got a meaning -

everytime you swore that no one could reach my heart
you were wrong, and you made me stopped dreaming
now and then you stated that hurting me was an art


I did love, sometimes words got a meaning

FUCK YOU I DID LOVE I'M NOT VOICELESS
I'VE GOT DREAM I'M NOT MEANINGLESS
FUCK YOU I WISH YOU NEVER BEEN CREATED
YOU FUCKED MY WOUND AND I'M HURTED

EVEN TOUGH I REFUSE TO ADMIT IT
EVERY FUCKING SYLLABLE THAT YOU PRONOUNCED
WAS A NEW WOUND CREATED DEEP IN MY HEAD
YOU'VE REACHED THE PANDORA'S BOX

I DID LOVE
I DID LOVE
I DID LOVE
ERADICATE THE THOUGHT AND RELEASE

and you've realeased my pain
i'm wandering out never to come again

remember my dear, when you'll be dreaming
sometimes, words got a meaning

 

[TexasFriedCriminal]

sometimes, but more often not.

and even when they do
we are rarely to decipher
what words were meant
to confey
and ever quick to guess
what we want to hear
or even, want to say

somebody once told me
about lying to oneself
and how she's desperate to believe

speak not that word my friend
that word will only ever hurt

and I hear some man aged 47 say
that he had never been with a woman
and wonder... and wonder...

speak not that word, never that word

what good is a lie to a lier?
and what good is the truth to you ?

 

[BillowOfZeal]

This is one i wrote at work, real quick, the other day when i felt like i was holding in a lot of feelings toward my surroundings. I felt very uncomfortable for some reason...


"Born again Psycho"

While minutes are punching me in the face,
Eyes are suffocating my well-being.
Down to the bottom of a new hill...

I struggle to play along.
With cracks being fed,
the structure will fail....
then, finally, I can begin.

 

[terria]

@samarkol:

ERADICATE (sic) THE THOUGHT AND RELEASE

hey! that one's stolen from my pulsating red masses! i am watching you

mehothra - in a silent watching mood

 

[~Zeanra~]

I have to arrange some time to read this whole thread, haven't read earlier...Pretty nice ones here Me likes a lot.

 

[BillowOfZeal]

Originally posted by terria
@samarkol:

ERADICATE (sic) THE THOUGHT AND RELEASE

hey! that one's stolen from my pulsating red masses! i am watching you

mehothra - in a silent watching mood

hey, long time no see. Good to see you are keeping your eye out Post some more of your shit. Hopefully I will have some more worthy poems to post soon, unlike my recent ones.

 

[Samarkol]

Sorry man if this was in one of your poem but I wrote it in mine whitout even thinking about yours

Just read it, you can just see that it goes along perfectly

eradicate is the same in french, (eradiquer) that's why I chose it
eradicate the tough -> meaning of the song, eradicate the tought can be interpretated as destroy my soul or whatever similiar
and release
this one is not completed, and it is completed at the end of the song with the sentence (realease my pain blahblah)

Sam