A Thread of Poetry ( Only Post Poetry HERE!! )

[evilnecro0]

here is a poem i made:
(i first did it in greek and then in english)
To Πoιημα:
Aπo: Pγαv MκΔovαλδ

Γιατι; Θαvατoς OH; Γιατι;
Πoτε Θα Epθετε;
Aυτoι Oι Nεκpoι, H Avευ Aξιας Ψυxη Πεpιμεvει.

Γιατι; Θαvατoς OH; Γιατι;
Πoτε Θα Epθετε;
Oι Avθpωoι Eπιθυμoυv Aυτηv Tηv Ψυxη Mακpια.

Γιατι; Θαvατoς OH; Γιατι;
Πoτε Θα Epθετε;
Mπopω Nα Aισθαvθω Tηv Παγωμεvη Avαπoη Σας.

Γιατι; Θαvατoς OH; Γιατι;
Πoτε Θα Epθετε;
Aυτoι Oι Nεκpoι, H Avευ Aξιας Ψυxη Πεpιμεvει.

Γιατι; Θαvατoς OH; Γιατι;
Πoτε Θα Epθετε;
Oι Avθpωoι Eπιθυμoυv Aυτηv Tηv Ψυxη Mακpια.
Oι Avθpωoι Eπιθυμoυv Aυτηv Tηv Ψυxη Mακpια.
--
(english)
A Poem:
By: Pγαv MκΔovαλδ

Why, Oh Death? Why?
When will you come?
This dead, worthless soul is waiting.

Why, Oh Death? Why?
When will you come?
People wish this soul off.

Why, Oh Death? Why?
When will you come?
I can feel your icy breath.

Why, Oh Death? Why?
When will you come?
This dead, worthless soul is waiting.

Why, Oh Death? Why?
When will you come?
People wish this soul off.
People wish this soul off.

[evilnecro0]

what do you mean?

[Magpie_Tendencies]

Originally Posted by evilnecro0

what do you mean?

Are you talking to me?

I was asking if you had gone to the introductions forum and introduced yourself yet... just because it's polite.

[ennui]

Here's one i wrote years ago, inspired by a greek word mentioned in my mythology class. I'm more a lover of words than a writer of any sort, but here goes nothing.

SPARAGMOS
Ennui


Sometimes, when we kiss
I feel compelled
to tear it out.

His heart, twitching in my palm
His flesh, dangling from my nails
His blood, flooding my aching senses

I close my eyes and swallow,
filling the hole in my heart,
with his soul.

Love, Lust, Passion
What is the difference?
Eventually, there is nothing.

It was never his blood I tasted,
thick and sweet on my tongue
It was my own.

And the hole in my heart...
It widens.

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Now, to explain the title.
spuh-RAHG-mohs] The ritual tearing asunder of a young male sacrificial victim, a dismemberment associated with Osiris, Dionysus, Pentheus, and Orpheus, as well as numerous Near Eastern dying and rising gods, such as Attis, Tammuz, and Adonis.

This is the literal definition, however a Greek student in my class said it has another meaning today which is "to be torn apart by grief". This really spoke to me as I tend to love with a passion so great that i sometimes have felt like i wanted to tear them to pieces and eat them. :O But, love can also hurt and leave one feeling that their heart has been torn out. Anyway, it's a cool word and it inspired me.

[corporalaccident]

To seldom speak of times ago,
and cater to the down and quill
will coerce chords to wander out
unto the pathways of the mind,

And from it, quotes the maverick still,
to dawn the implication frail
or drain a master, swift and drab,
with dormant egos left to find.

For crawling forth, the undulated,
describing ageless face sans name,
a demonized and catatonic
shrill beneath the dearest fame--

Such dithered flame, a countless door,
derived the method stuck and calm;
from which such circuits wind the hands
and bid the dreamways step from sun.

[Sobeh]

Originally Posted by Xnguela

Spider a weaver
Web glistening, the moon light
Caught. A well-laid trap.

This one's by me, my attempt at a haiku.

This is actually quite good. With subtle changes I'd wager it could probably beat out other really good ones, were there some kind of contest.

Originally Posted by eyesofatragedy

Ok here's one mine. It's a bit old. Don't laugh.

The Second Hand

The Tick Tock of the clock
painful
meticulous
The minutes drag on end
The wall are closing in
The corners begin to divide
The cracks stretch deep and wide
Goes down into the deep abyss
Watch carefully
because
this is something you can’t miss
Nothing is as it seems
in your life and in your dreams
Reality is ripping at the seams
Life is warm
Life is cold
It is bitter
to the bone
Don't be afraid
you are alone

I quite liked the frenzied flow of this; the underlinning form to the free vrese gives the second person point of view a surrealistc, haunted tone. Thanks for sharring it :]

[WolfMoon]

Eyes, nice poem, babe!

Vin, you know I'm ever a fan.

Tom, where's your latest piece?

[corporalaccident]

Can anyone give me feedback on the poem I just recently posted?

[Godslayer Jillian]

Not my best


Song to a Deaf Night Goddess

The sun is falling
You might construe
That Nyx is coming
In her dress of black and blue

The stars appear
Upon our sight
As is Night's veil tears
revealing light

The light of Night's eyes
The glowing of her skin
Which glow in abundance, despite Nyx's tries
To look dark and lonely and thin

She embraces the world with a kiss
In such a loving fashion
In some she instills loneliness
In others, romance and passion

Nyx, my muse
You inspire me profue
Tell me you won't go away
Ignore Apollos chariot and stay

[Mr E Nigma]

Everyone has one.

An addiction,
A craving.

A cynical smile
Nymphonic at best.
Resplendent at least.

Addictive.
Not obssessed with.
Communication leads to wonder,
Leads to thoughts and paths.

Lit at the tip.
Makes you want more.
Almost cancerous.
A little bit teases.
Too much can hurt.

Happens to some.
A little here and there is a pain.
Again it can be addictive,
But again I doubt obssesion.
Hopin to hold between lips.
Already beheld behind eyes.
_____________________________________

[Deviant Kitten]

Originally Posted by ennui

Here's one i wrote years ago, inspired by a greek word mentioned in my mythology class. I'm more a lover of words than a writer of any sort, but here goes nothing.

SPARAGMOS
Ennui


Sometimes, when we kiss
I feel compelled
to tear it out.

His heart, twitching in my palm
His flesh, dangling from my nails
His blood, flooding my aching senses

I close my eyes and swallow,
filling the hole in my heart,
with his soul.

Love, Lust, Passion
What is the difference?
Eventually, there is nothing.

It was never his blood I tasted,
thick and sweet on my tongue
It was my own.

And the hole in my heart...
It widens.

------------------------

Sparagmos... interesting word, ennui. I like the passion of your writing and I can relate to the feeling of love being overwheming and even frightening.

[Deviant Kitten]

Originally Posted by Xnguela

Spider a weaver
Web glistening, the moon light
Caught. A well-laid trap.

This one's by me, my attempt at a haiku.

I like it, Xng! You've created a strong image in my mind with only a few well-chosen words. I rather like the thoughtful sparsity of haiku.

[deadeyes]

Corpse

The rotting corpse beckons me to come near,
its' open mouth tells me I have nothing to fear.
Its' sunken eyes stare up at me,
as I wonder what it did last see.
The smell of rot fills the air,
as it still searches for someone to care.
The vultures circle overhead,
they've come to feast upon the dead.
Why am I drawn to such a sight,
who is this that beckons me on this night?
What once was flesh is now decay,
as I approach and next to it lay.
One's alive~the other's dead,
tonight these vultures will be well fed.

3-26-06

[deadeyes]

Satan's Lullabye

Hush-a-bye hush-a-bye
little one don't you cry,
For in the darkness I am here
trust in me and do not fear.
Those who loved you in your past
their love for you did not last,
This time though it's not the same
believe in me I play no game.
I offer you a place to heal
and give to you a love that's real,
I offer you the comfort you seek
I'll make you strong instead of weak.
Fall asleep within my arms
and I'll see that no one harms,
you ever again in any way
as long as to me you now pray.
Trust in me and you will see
my love for you shall set you free,
Now let me sing you fast asleep
and forever more shall you I keep.

3-14-06

[deadeyes]

Originally Posted by Santarea

your love stained my lips
overripe blackberries
from the vine

Your love tore my hands
crucifixion thorns
from their bushes

Your love marked me
brambles and juices
will soon fade

Your love claimed me
cutting and blurring
I can't let go.

I absolutely loved this poem!! Very powerful imagery. Well done!

[deadeyes]

Vampiric Rhapsody

The sound of your nails clicking
sends shivers of ecstacy throughout me,
And each bite that you take
becomes such a delicious melody.

"You make my teeth grow,"
you savagely whisper in my ear,
Why do I feel such lust
instead of cowering in fear?

There is no place on earth
that I would rather be,
For I've found such passion
within your vampiric rhapsody.

3-7-06

[deadeyes]

My Vampyre's Love Song

Come lay down beside me
and kiss me your sweet kiss,
Never could I have expected
a lover to make me feel like this.
Your melody has no words
yet a love song you sing to me,
For your love's captured my essence
and all of me I give to thee.
Each breath you breathe upon me
sends shivers down my spine,
And when you graze my skin so gently
the pleasure is oh sublime!
You need no words to serenade
for you sing me a love song just the same,
My darkest most passionate vampyre
only you can set my body aflame.

3-14-06

[deadeyes]

Crimson Red

I cry crimson red
because there are no tears left inside,
I bleed from deep within
blood stained tears for you I've cried.

My heart spurts crimson red
as it aches with so much pain,
Left with lingering thoughts of you
to slowly drive me insane.

As I lay here now so still
drowning in a pool of crimson red,
Wondering if thoughts of you
will still haunt me once I'm dead.

[deadeyes]

Originally Posted by Sickly

Last Breath

When the lights come on
You'll see the truth of that smile.
Shallow creeks and ringing ears are all the same.
Catching glimpses of your face in the crowd.
I open my windows to the rain.
Flooded rooms will come to take
my last breath away.

I loved the poem...it ended very powerfully.

[deadeyes]

Originally Posted by Sickly

Nightmares

When nightmares were true,
The shadows moved in solitude.
When nightmares were true,
The night trembled.
When nightmares were true,
Blood drained with no pain.
When nightmares were true,
We cried with no tears.
When nightmares were true,
We sang without fear.
When nightmares were true,
The devil smiled.
When nightmares were true,
We dwelled in isolation

Enjoyed this poem very much.

[deadeyes]

Originally Posted by Sickly

Bloodshed

I give you compassion.
And a memory to seize.
My vivid mind's eye
Is only as content as the next
Somber night.
Fill my cup
Near to overflowing.
Pass my blade
Until my arms drip with blood.
My envy is hidden.
But my spirit is in the open.
My heart is surrounded
By the morale of the truth.

This poem is awesome! Very powerful imagery with a strong title which drew me in immediately. I absolutely love your poetry and style of writing. Am looking forward to reading more of your dark works.

[deadeyes]

Bring on the Pain

Bring on the pain
for I can't hurt any more,
Bring on the pain
can't feel behind my door.

I've bled all that I can bleed
cried all the tears inside these eyes,
Heard all I want to hear
can't stand any more of your lies.

Pain makes me feel alive now
it can no longer destroy me,
The deeper the wound
the clearer I can see.

So bring on the pain
it's the only thing I feel,
Bring on the pain
it's the only thing that's real.

2005

[ViciousMistressBee]

Originally Posted by deadeyes

This poem is awesome! Very powerful imagery with a strong title which drew me in immediately. I absolutely love your poetry and style of writing. Am looking forward to reading more of your dark works.

bah!

uninsighful, melodramatic self loathing.

dark words???? give me a break.

what are we 13?

[deadeyes]

Lost Soul

She lies awake at nite
thinking of just where to place the gun
under her tongue
behind her ear
inside her mouth
swallow it
eat it
one last crash of pain
to end it all
or will it ever end
does madness ever end
does hell ever end
even when the blood comes
even when the heart stops beating
stops aching
oh my god…does it…will it…ever end?

2003