Everything withers, everything fades when no one sees It, It eats up the days Nothing left to quench It, darkness fell so fast It awaits, aint gonna quit till it has killed the last
The hopes died, all was wasted the truth revealed, though never tasted As blood was spilled by those who loved none the trails of time knew It was not gone
It saw the sun set and the night fall a new dawn came, tried to save it all The ones who fought It fell and died as Its chaos left them terrified
A creature never seen before took down the world, took down its Core It grabbed the sun, It tore it down It howled and threw it to the ground
Things were twisted, lives were spent It had just started, so on It went
The rigid horrors, all the fears those few alive cried frightened tears It raged in silence, thrashing, breaking a new world order - something awaking?
From deep within an ancient cave a Dragon rose from its old grave The Dragon spread its wings in silence watching, thinking, planning vengeance
To find It, who destroyed the dawn who slaughtered lights and ate their spawn
Must be a year and a half old. I know it's bad. More to come...
Thanks... Didn't ruin the flow with the missing parts? Every breath I take My grasp, it slips Breathing the pain Every reminiscent sound Reality, skewed Numb loner in this town
We climbed upon of hill of freshly disposed corpses To see a boy clutching his murdered mother The humans justified death sentence by divine causes And elected reapers to bear political power
They claim to help us in a sophistic speech Government is useless,we can kill ourselves just fine There's no need to search for a decent line Reason is hard enough to reach
The earth crumbles below our feet Victim of our sustained decay We've became erased to this modern beat A rythme that kill without delay
A man with a mind colored like God's shoeshine Found it's way on a path of patience He speak words of tolerance Bestowing upon those who chose right a scheme of higher design
The power is not to have the right to kill It is to possess such a power without using it I granted myself the choice by the power of will To find a haven of peace where loneliness is exquisite
I'm far from being as good in english as I am in french,but I wrote this in a rush,over some ideas and a cup of black cofee. I'm not that bad?
As much as I appreciate someone bumping this thread, I don't think you should be posting your own work in here... Make a thread yourself, or use one of the shared ones?... Anyway. Your poem is good, though I can't get a grip of the rhythm in it, thus making the flow a bit hard to follow... But interesting it sure is.
I would like you to take a moment to appreciate that I had to look through eleven pages of this forum after having failed to find it via my browser history and Google. Just appreciate it... And stop being off topic...
You know, I like to necro my art thread. I do it every now and again. I have four of these threads to post in, one for pics, one for mazzelhs, one for general writing, and one for Yaltan (listed after frequency of being raised)... And I will still keep necroing them whenever I see fit. >_>
So it's this one's time again. Half a year since I last posted here. Heck, I don't even think I was a mod last time I posted in here... Because I can. And like to keep things in one place.
But you only get a beginning because. Yes, because. If you want more, ask for it (kinda doubt that). Oh, and first time I'm writing in first person...
"Sometimes when you're looking for something, something special, you may not notice it even though it's right in front of you. This might sound like an over told story, I know I've certainly heard it quite a few times, but I guess it's one of those things that like to repeat themselves. Allow me to introduce meself, dear reader, as me point of view is not likely to provide information about me own appearance whilst I jot down this story. I am a nenchiss. You may know what a nenchiss is, but more likely you haven't. We're skinny critters with gray fur and purple hair. Meself, I have a short ponytail in a close to white shade. I'm sure you will find this information crucial for my story as you read on - or maybe not. But onwards. Now that you know my most basic appearance I'm sure this tale will be more alive to you."
No idea how to explain it. And I'm terrible at writing note sheets, so all I can do is actually record it if I want anyone to know what it sounds like. >_>
And migraines are teh nasty. I'm fortunate enough to not have had any, but I know they are teh nasties.
