Post your poetry

this is a story that my friend asked me to write cause she was bored..


A man is walking down a dark desolate alleyway as he hears muffle screams coming from inside of an abandoned warehouse.
He walks in but is blnded by a bright light, a light which is pointed on a woman gaged tied and bleeding. The woman looks as if she had been left there to die and thats just what the man though as he walked towards her. a man dressed in a big black trentch coat walks out and the other man quickly hides.

The man in the coat pulls out a dagger and says to the woman" Well right now you have two choices, one you coperate with me and answer what I have to say. or two I have my way.." The woman sccreams and strugles to break free but her attempts are futile. He takes the dagger and presses it to her face and grins as he slowely slides it down, tearing flesh as it goes.

A tear rolls down her cheek and into the wound as she clinches from the pain. She sits there wondering why hes doing this. He then takes the dagger and starts to cut off ehr shirt. She kicks and screams but its no use. He then gashes her chest as she screams. The man hiding then looks away for it is to grim and grotesque for him to watch.

The man tries to quietly go get help. He exits the building and gets the cops. As they walk up he tells them what is going on and as they enter the bulding the lights are off. They turn them on and nothing is left but the bleeding body of a woman whom shall never live again..

Oooo. I write poetry. I hope to one day make a book. Here is one I recently wrote...It is about my upcoming wedding...

Anticipation
The day is getting closer and closer when I will be finally happy.
There are no words to express what I feel, I think joyfully.

We will be one forever, nothing will ever be able to tear us apart.
This thought comes to my mind and I know it is true with all my heart.

Anticipation seems to take control over everything, not letting me rest.
My mind tells me to do things to keep me busy and I try to do my best.

Nothing helps me settle down because I am about to be free.
Free to be able to do anything I want, to fly, with you right next to me.

Wedding bells start to ring in my head and it fills me with great hope.
Someone looks at me and asks if I'm scared, I say, automatically, "Nope."

Hmm a bit different rom mine.. Gore.. Death. Good times man heh has alot of meaning nice :)

Thanks. I read some of your stuff and I really like it. I have a lot more poetry, but I think I'm gonna start just putting them on my livejournal. I haven't yet though...Been quite busy lately...

I did that thnking alot of people would read it and comment on it but not noe person has >.>

"Degrading"

Mentally ashamed,
once had it claimed,
followed a pattern,
originality, that was shattered.

Found myself bored,
everyone roared,
uninspired,
too tired,
never tried,
like i died.

Try to do work,
I always have to lurk,
Nothing to post,
Spam is the most.

Never the same style,
do one for just a while,
not long enough to get good,
though i should try,
i really should.

Trying to return,
my papers, they burn,
Get me out of this status,
destroy this mental rackus.

Just let me be...
Oh I want to be...
I just cant see...
this isnt formal,
just turn me back to...
Just let me be...
Oh I want to be...
I just cant see...
normal.

these are somewhat song lyrics :P
It's based on my forum browsing and my artwork...

cool man that poem about the raping girl one is good

Thanks man, finaly someone apreciates it

Wrote new lyrics for the band ^.^

Screams of Rancor:

Screams of Rancor, eyes full of hate,
Sends chills down your spine.
Paralysis sets in bodys' gone numb.
Life but a secreting memory, used against you.
Your lies twist and turn as your body dies.
No sense in trying now, your as good as dead.

Lay upon this bed of razors as they slice your feeble flesh.
How sweet the sound of the razor caressing your back.
Your lies hung high like the tension between the two.
Pain so immense you cannot speak.
Life but a fading memory as you slowely fade away.

Subsequent to the one you once had, the life you have now is nothing.
You lost that, you lost it all. once high and mighty,
Now face down in the dirt, taking the shit life has delt,
you dont fight back. You try to rise but fall harder.
Pretty soon you'll be six feet under with no one to give a ****.

I made a limerick.

There was a young man from helsinki,
Who lived in a very large slinky,
One day it fell down some stairs,
And got devoured by bears,
That was the last seen of him...I-thinky.

:lol:

Haha, nice man