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reply posted on 7-2-2006 @ 09:38 PM by Azathoth
Ok another new poem. for some reason I decided to write about ongoing issues with everyone generally. We all abuse each other in some way or form. Problem is we need to stop it. Abuse is abuse. All it does is cause more suffering in the long run. I don't blame technology for it either though it has helped the issue along. The ideal of more more more...and gotta have it now is the main reason people pull out guns in traffic. People kill other people for their shoes. Thousands of people dying in third world countries from starvation and diseases yet news media has to run a clip about some yahoo in court. Probably should've named the poem blind eye or something but ...I think this title fits it as well.

As always just my opinions and not pointing any fingers at any one person...we're all dirty rotten scoundrels

-Aza

Afraid

Searching for the words, of what I can’t describe.
It stings inside my head, burns inside my mind.
The words try to come out, but never til this day
Have I found the reason for it, or what it had to say

Times are changing, not for the best.
Afraid it’s getting worse now, that much you can expect.
The few seem so many and the many seem so few.
Nothing will get done correctly as if this is new


When will we see this, when will it stop?
The world is swelling and soon it’s going to pop.
What will it take for our minds to change?
People dying everyday just because of rage?

Times are changing, not for the best.
Afraid it’s getting worse now, that much you can expect.
The few seem so many and the many seem so few.
Nothing will get done correctly as if this is new


2006 Jace


reply posted on 19-3-2006 @ 11:28 PM by Vesuvius 13
Ive posted this on my own thread wayyy back when in this forum, but im bored so maybe ill post it here too. It's not completeley dark, its more sad than dark, yet happy at the end if u understand. Either way it gives me sumthing to waste the next 3 minutes of my life on, and u can waste at least on minute of ur life reading it....or not then again....

OPHELIA IMMORTAL

As i looked about and saw her lying there,
broken and beaten,
my love and my life,
tears streamed ever down past my face.

I held her and told her,
"My love,
my sweet,
dont die,
dont feel,
im broken with you gone,
im as dead without you here,
my love,
my sweet,
dont leave me here."

I looked into her eyes,
and saw the beauty of her love,
and thought back before,
in times when she tryed to teach me,
but was too ignorant to know.

In my bed I'd wake,
seeing her lying there,
wondering how id gotten so lucky,
to have this angel,
next to me.

Down from heaven she must have fallen,
like a seraph from the light,
ever gliding on to show,
what secrets she held i didnt know.

I held her to me,
i didnt let her go,
i wanted her melted up inside me,
so i could grasp her soul and pull it to me,
never letting go...

I asked her again,
"please dont die,
none of this is real,
if you should go just take me with you."

And then she lifted up her head,
and the beauty in her eyes shown like never before.
She opened up her mouth,
and out her words came to show.

That "Death is not real,
love is eternal,
death is not the end,
but in between the journey,
it's a gate way to the prettier land,
of souls and happiness.
Soon we do return,
to live and try again,
so never fear my amadeus,
oh childish one,
you know im with you always,
even if i seem to go."

Alas i saw as i held her in my arms,
that death is only the middle,
its just another place,
eventually we leave it,
and come back to live again.

I cryed on her,
i loved her,
for helping me understand,
this sweet goddess of love,
that i held within my arms.

And as she looked inside me seeing i understood,
i leant forward and kissed her,
with my everlasting love.
ALas she smiled,
told me she loved me,
and finally let go.

I no longer was sad,
i cryed tears of joy,
i would see her again,
my goddess of love,
Ophelia Immortal,
wise aove all,
a mere simple girl once,
who understood all.


-please dont steal my poems....i like them under my name....thankyou...


reply posted on 21-5-2006 @ 11:11 AM by Azathoth
Ah its been awhile since I last posted a new poem here. I've been pretty busy at work and usually my inspiration comes from work, but since i can't reach the website from work I haven't been able to do more. I've wrote a recent one and i guess since work kinda was my insipration i need to find another one. Well I have had some good news as that i got promoted in my work. Now i have more things to do but not too much more then i already do. At any rate, alot of talk has been going around about hidden things in the government and companies. Though I never claim to know th answers, I do feel the sting of the lies when they are found out, as does everyone. This poem is about that.Enjoy

-Aza

Secret

What is this thats pulling me back?
Pushing and dragging, like an attack.
Stinging and hurting, just like its a slap.
Something hidden from me, right behind my back.

Since when has this ever been done to you?
Everything thats been told to you was true.
Leaving you feeling that this was not new.
Having you feel like there is nothing you can do.

Why now, of all these times.
Do have to release something that you had to hide.
After feeding us the same old BS lines.
Even though it was something that we had to find.

Since when has this ever been done to you?
Everything that you knew wasn't true.
Leaving you feeling that this wasn't new.
Having you feel like there is nothing you can do.

Since then I've been shown the light.
Everything you have has been kept out of sight.
But here we come, out of the darkness of night.
Mad as hell and ready to fight.


Since when has this ever been done to you?
Everything that you knew wasn't true.
Leaving you feeling that this wasn't new.
Having you feel like there is nothing you can do.


2006 Jace
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