The_Catto Posted October 16, 2008 Author Share Posted October 16, 2008 I guess I can just relate more to the darker side than light. (Oh my god, how emo did that just sound? ... That was a rhetorical question, haha. Don't answer that, lol) @Bee: I'll take a stab at writing a pure happy, no sadness related, poem soon See what comes out of it. Anyways. Should have another one up in a matter of time. [so, give it a day or so ] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Burnseyy Posted October 16, 2008 Share Posted October 16, 2008 Bravo! Bravo! (If I knew a clapping smilie I'd put it.) This one is definitely one of my favourites by you. Definitely envokes emotion, and in such a simple theme/structure too. And yes, yes, it is true Endorenna... me and BFA have issues. But it just makes us that much more interesting when it comes to poetry! Keep 'em coming, buddy. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Catto Posted October 17, 2008 Author Share Posted October 17, 2008 ^ ^ ^ hehehe, I love having issues They're so fun and interesting. Cheer's Burnseyy. Always a pleasure hearing that from another poet. [[if I can indeed, call myself as such]] Anyways. New thing. Not really sure what to make of it. Not really sure when I wrote it. It was sometime last night. Looong night it was and this is something well ... yeah, I'll just let you all read it and tell me what you think about my insanity. - The Randomization of Nothing - The deep cataclysmic space Of deception and fear Spreading of the atrocity of pain Throughout the case The lifeless Breathing Trapped Take a breath And take the plunge Something, but nothing awaits? Here the calling Winged specters of deep dreaming The darkness imprisons Placings of sanity Taken away by insanity Set free Feel them dragging attention Inside Fear of fear Every year Wipe away that useless tear Ropes, tie Disappearing act That's a fact Falling from the sky Running from the sin Here you go now You suffer from, nothing Pain, hope, suffer Disappear, teach me It's time Wait ... No Go down that road Once again, once more No, not by Nothing ... And just to be nice ... here's another: - Eternal Night - She flies through the sky, Singing the bitter serenades, Caressing thoughts, Of the men who come to be; The sorcerers servants, Of lust and vengeance, The piercing of the thorn, As it strikes through the heart, Of the sickened misery. The whites of her eyes, Shed the layers of the black night, Scorching under the stars, Flickering still. No sight will escape her gaze, The nocturni flee in fear; Her withering form, Floats with grace, From end to end of the sphere. Her milky white skin, The shadows of her shadows, Ever deepening, leaving the soul stretched thin. Singing softly she graces upon thee, Taking all that is loved, away; Forsaking thoughts, The stench of the breath from decay, Sneering, Accentuating the pain from within. The light of day is shown in her hand, The trees, they wither and die, For such things, have not, and will never come to be, Until the hour is at hand, and dire is the need. Knowing now, what she knew long before, The face of death, shall ever carry such beauty, The wings breath life, Yet the fingers claw away at the depths of one's loneliness, She takes thee away, And spreads her seed, in the gardens of sanctuary, Where thee shall forever lie. Thy life was lost, But thou it has been found, The strands of her hair, Flutter and twitch, As the feeling of air, rushes through her desired touch. As she sails, From end to end of the sphere. Again, like with the one above, I'll let you all read it and make what you will of it. Enjoy! [in a devilish, sadistic way ... *insert evil laugh here* .. Ahem ... Muahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!! *cough* ... Blergh! Stupid evil toncilitus! Go annoy someone else!] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Endorenna Posted October 17, 2008 Share Posted October 17, 2008 Hmm. I'm pretty sure those made my skin crawl! Let's see, what's another way to say that they're good...I'm kinda running out of lines, here... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Catto Posted October 17, 2008 Author Share Posted October 17, 2008 Hey, you can say they're good in any way you can think of. I never get tired of it. Even hearing the same lines over and over again. Seriously. Ask anyone around here Cheer's Endo. [i hope you don't mind me calling you that? If so, just let me knoooow ] I have no idea what was going through my mind when I wrote these. I looked at them this morning and was like ... "Whaaaaaaaaaaat???" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bee Hoon Posted October 17, 2008 Share Posted October 17, 2008 Mmm, I liked them both! The first two stanzas of "The Randomization of Nothing" were marvelously claustrophobic, while the rest of it evokes the fear of the void Eternal Night makes me think of a vampire--the incredibly preternatural type that resides in Anne Rice's books. Great job! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rabish Bini Posted October 18, 2008 Share Posted October 18, 2008 For some reason, when I read your last two poems, I think of Killswitch Engage, which isn't a bad thing, I love Killswitch, Good work Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LordOfTheFish Posted October 18, 2008 Share Posted October 18, 2008 The first is great! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Burnseyy Posted October 18, 2008 Share Posted October 18, 2008 Wow, LOVED the last two poems. They were just so... poetic! (I know, that's the worst compliment to give to a poem). I especially liked the latter... and especially liked these stanzas within that poem: 'No sight will escape her gaze, The nocturni flee in fear; Her withering form, Floats with grace, From end to end of the sphere. Her milky white skin, The shadows of her shadows, Ever deepening, leaving the soul stretched thin' Just wow. And of course you're allowed to be called a poet! If you aren't, then half of the poets alive today shouldn't be called such either. Excelletttttt work! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Darth_Yuthura Posted October 18, 2008 Share Posted October 18, 2008 That's it! I'm going to have to start doing this as well! I guess they were right that poetry attracts the ladies... I thought that was just a saying, but you get lots of eyes fixed on you. Regal! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rabish Bini Posted October 19, 2008 Share Posted October 19, 2008 That's it! I'm going to have to start doing this as well! I guess they were right that poetry attracts the ladies... I thought that was just a saying, but you get lots of eyes fixed on you. Regal! You only just noticed? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Catto Posted October 20, 2008 Author Share Posted October 20, 2008 @Bini: Killswitch is pretty cool. I don't mind some of their stuff. Whenever I listen to them however, I just can't help but realize just how much they LOVE using harmonics. Like .. seriously. I'm starting to run out of ways to say thank you, haha. I guess I could go all egotistic and say, "Hey, I'm just doing my job ," but yeah, I won't @D_Y: Everyone is starting to bring out the poetical side of themselves it seems ... Awesome. It'll be good to see some more poetry floating about the CEC! I guess they were right that poetry attracts the ladies... Hey, if you know how to use words, they can have a much more powerful reaction than anything else. Well... Sometimes ... Wow, LOVED the last two poems. They were just so... poetic! (I know, that's the worst compliment to give to a poem). Hey if they're looking and sounding poetical, it seems I might be doing something right! So I'm still going to take that as a very good compliment, ... I've had toncilitus for the past few days so instead of talking, I've been mostly writing so expect some more pieces very soon. And once again. Thanks for the replies and compliments guys. It's really a good feeling to hear that people actually like what you're writing Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Darth_Yuthura Posted October 20, 2008 Share Posted October 20, 2008 You only just noticed? Hey, if you saw the words I chose in my fictions, you could see a degree of poetic license. The thing that makes the difference is that I describe every emotion to the fullest detail that I can. Poetry is all a bit too cryptic for me. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Catto Posted October 22, 2008 Author Share Posted October 22, 2008 And while we're on the topic, just who are the ladies I've attracted? Eh? Eh? Eh? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ New one, folks. Wrote this one just the other day. - The Thorn On The Rose - Sweet Rosie, How fair the day? Bare not the sickly, keep your slender fingers at bay. Sweet rosie, shed your unwanted skin. Sleep well with the faeries, secure the damned soul that dwells within. Six feet deep, lay down the incursion. For winters home, a deathly vision. Through the gates of sanctuary, to the depths of fire, hell awaits. Mixture of fear and sadness. Bloody tears from the thorn. It pierces you with millions of faces, slowing the days before it was born. With Rosie skin, my fair maiden. Sweet bella of Eden. Curse of the snake, slither to the unholy grave. Snow wind will fall, death heeds the call. The darkness within, flow through my veins again. My sweet little Rosie, fair maiden of the wind. Kiss my mind while you carry my wounded soul that you left behind. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Burnseyy Posted October 24, 2008 Share Posted October 24, 2008 B-e-a-oooootifully written. :] I especially liked the stanza: 'Sweet rosie, shed your unwanted skin. Sleep well with the faeries, secure the damned soul that dwells within.' This poem reminded me of Inkheart, if you've read it. Just the descriptions and the 'fantasy' feel to it. Love it, as usual! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Endorenna Posted October 24, 2008 Share Posted October 24, 2008 Wow. That was moving. I almost felt like crying there at the end. Oh, what the heck... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Catto Posted October 26, 2008 Author Share Posted October 26, 2008 Thanks to both you Here's another one. I'm sure you'll agree with me when I say it's VERY simply written. Not much effort was pt into the structure of this piece. I just wrote and this is what was left. I didn't even look at it until I was done. - Untitled - Good-bye. Sleep now. There will be no more worries for you. Call me if you need anything. Take a deep breath now, never forget the feeling I had for you. You don't have to say anything. I will always try to remember, everything that I have to forget, but something that will always stick with me, is how you played me like a marionette. I'm not angry. I'm not sad. I'm content. I wish I could feel more. I know I'll miss you. It's proven as my heart is still sore. I will always miss you. Your laugh, my smile, our life will be a life forever. It's enough, for a while, until the next time we'll be together. I just wished you would have given it another chance. I hate you, but I love you. It's sad really. It's something I can not get. I'll never forgive you. I'll never respect you again. But I'll always miss you. Good-bye. I don't think it really needs explaining what it is about. I'll just leave it in saying that somethings can go the complete opposite way as to how you want it to sometimes, and that sometimes ... well ... it can hurt more than you want it to. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Burnseyy Posted October 26, 2008 Share Posted October 26, 2008 I find sometimes simply written poems can have the most powerful impact. I really liked that one. It's strange... damn the innocence of simple ideas! Keep it up BFA You and I - we're poets. lol. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Catto Posted October 27, 2008 Author Share Posted October 27, 2008 Haha, yes. Yes, we are I new one. I've actually tried to amp it up a little with this one. [Yes, Burnesyy, you've made me push myself with writing this poetry. ] Tell me what you think! - Mien Visage - Spiritual desire of the utmost draconic. Cynical remarks to cover up disappointment. Being of malevolence, perpetual siren. Seeking out truth to discover resentment. Eye's wide; petulant. Arm's folded to hold in secrets. Bubbling underneath the obscurity. Ecstasy of thrill; spiral down to everything below. Presence of a consciousness, Forever endowed with the knowledge of loss. Knowledge of freedom. Cliche rebellion within a heart's core, A beat of the dark wings, something more. Sick and tired. Sense of a feeling, Shadow of a thought, Why all of this useless killing? Adored yet anathematized, Scorned and hunted. Ennui with hollow sense, wait - there it is. Tell the secrets, burn the foundations, Spill the cup of depravity. Taste it. Drink it. Desecration and desire. They are more linked than you will ever know. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Burnseyy Posted October 27, 2008 Share Posted October 27, 2008 'Adored yet anathematized, Scorned and hunted.' I nod in the utmost approval. Best lines in the whole thing. But I loved it all. I'm glad I have such an influence over people. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Catto Posted November 1, 2008 Author Share Posted November 1, 2008 @Burnseyy: Haha, well. I was reading your work, and realized I might try and do something of that quality. That was all I could come up with however, lol. Anyways. New thing. - Wishing Well - I wish that I was a wishing well, I would catch all those caring thoughts. As I watched a coin flip and fall, I wondered what would happen if it was caught. Far beyond the distant sky, A bird sails to the stars, with a tear of fire it falls away, And slips on into the night. My life is a cluttered hall of dreams, With a wiltered rose it shines. It shines a white light of purity, Casting a thin streak of bitter wine. Droughts and floods caress the moon, Of her thoughts through his mind. Soon the tides will be coming in, To catch the balloons of memories. A smile falls across their lips, As the blood trickles away. For pain no more, they shall feel, When a howling wind covers all. I wish I was a wishing well, I would fall down into the depths. Being able to see the silver specks, Of all the hopes and dreams. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Endorenna Posted November 1, 2008 Share Posted November 1, 2008 You add a delightful sense of macabre to any delerium. There is no higher praise. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Catto Posted November 1, 2008 Author Share Posted November 1, 2008 W0ot! Receiving that type of praise must mean I'm doing something right! Thanks!!! x[) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Catto Posted November 11, 2008 Author Share Posted November 11, 2008 - Traces of Sanity - Come here, my love, my sweet. Come here to taste this bitter cool. Sing a line of sweet melody to me, and I will tell you of the fool.... Such a dark night, whereas the clouds could not be seen. My eyes, oh, were they out of sight, out of mind: to where have I been? Fire, and the trees. Great black arches overcome thee. Lest thy sense of the inner soul, condemn me down this deep and winding hole. Taste my hate, forgive my lust. Do what you will to me, do what you must. It is my fate, to wait till dusk, and wait to do what you would ask. A line to destiny, the fates do weave for me. Can it be? Will it ever be? Only time will tell. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - Dream Pedigree - I've been sitting here, thinking about nothing. Setting my sights on my dreams, Can I do everything? I've been staring out the window, wishing you were here. I don't know where to go, My hope turned into fear. Sucking my addiction, into a void of cliche despair. Trying to heal my infliction, wandering the stars without a care. Save a prayer for me, No doubt I'm going to need it. Finding salvation in my own thoughts, It's what I am, it's who I want to be. For years I've wished and screamed. But I always thought it would not be. Until one day, when I was staring out the same window. I realized. You never left. You were always here with me. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
LordOfTheFish Posted November 11, 2008 Share Posted November 11, 2008 Wow... Traces of Sanity is pure genius. The second is great too! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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