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- Lazy -

 

 

The pillow case sings a song for me,

it's time that I got back.

A brown autumn leaf falls, it's not meant to be,

But it's OK. Sit back down and relax.

 

All the little things that we are,

makes us the same in being different.

Nothing bad can come out of being good,

besides, it's not as bad as how bad we are at commitment.

 

Balloons, sand, and the sound of the guitar,

it's what heaven's supposed to be.

Let's go now, it's time to get in the car,

the only heaven is where you're right here beside me.

 

I see things that aren't there,

and I beleive that you don't care.

It's not that I'm going crazy,

it's just me, and how much I'm getting lazy.

 

Sing a line and I'll play a tune,

let's see if we can get something going.

Green in the sky, it's just the balloon,

I wonder if we'll ever stop falling.

 

The moon rises in your eye,

a leaf from a dream falls into your face.

Say it now, it's just another lie,

it's so funny how we can fall from grace.

 

Pick a yellow box and read the note what's left behind.

Can you breathe, anymore?

Follow the trail the wind draws for you and tell me what you find...

 

It's something inside.

It's not wrong, it's not right.

It's not real, it's how we are and who we're meant to be.

What do you say, do you want to be free?

 

I see things that aren't there,

and I beleive that you don't care.

It's not that I'm going crazy,

it's just me, and how much I'm getting lazy.

 

Pass me another shot,

it's your turn, have a draw.

You better check how much we've got,

we're just having fun, it's the law.

 

I can't believe my jeans got stained,

by the hillside we fell down.

I can't even remember if I fainted,

all I could see was the giant clown.

 

I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm falling and I can't stop.

 

Sometimes I wish we were eagles,

sailing through the sky.

We wouldn't do anything which was illegal,

the time I'd stop is when I'd die.

 

And I see things that aren't there,

and I believe that you don't care.

It's not that I'm going crazy,

It's just me, and how much I'm getting lazy.

 

It's time to see, it's to feel,

that you aren't really here with me.

I'm standing out here now, what's the big deal?

After all, it wasn't all a dream.

 

Was it?

 

I see things that aren't there, you standing beside me.

I believe that you don't care, it would have been different.

It's not that I'm going crazy, as I said: it wasn't all a dream.

It just me, and how much I'm getting lazy.

 

Spread those wings and lets finally see if we can fly.

 

Closer now and I'll show you what it's like.

Falling down, don't give in, don't give up the fight.

Don't go digging and you won't find anything.

 

I see things that aren't there...

 

Are you really there, or am I just ... ?

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- Horror's of the Winged Gho -

 

 

The demons of Gho,

They fly through opened portals.

The windows in the towers,

the walls shiver at their calls.

 

I sleep not, tonight.

Nor forever.

An eternity as a demon.

A demon of Gho.

 

Great beast, hear thy screams.

Thy has thee soul, splitting at the seams.

Thou thy do not know how you came to be,

my life, my line, is all but nothing of me.

 

Cry I will not,

but whimper in the dark.

Stay here, and make me rot, sweet innocence.

My eyes pierce, stark.

 

Equivocal sense;

exonerate my lost dreams, for I dream them not.

You dwell into the rivers of obscenity in my mind,

Strand of memory, the origin of such things in kind.

 

Night as come, but ho! She did not leave!

The moon is as beautiful as always.

But Gho is LOST! DERANGED!

 

... BEGONE! Lost beings, begone!

 

I will always fly sweet lady.

 

Frosty tears of shattered memories,

My lies and dreams are still within you, this I know.

I will never leave, this thee must believe.

Take me now, sweet demons of Gho.

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Oooohhh .. A fourth in a row post.

 

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It's coming.

Lo, it is coming!

Something which cannot be seen.

But something that you can destroy with but just one look.

 

Oy, you're ILLEGAL!!!

 

Awesome poems Mr. BFA, you definately have a gift for it!:D

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Another bored-out-of-my-mind-on-the-spot thing. Hope you like.

 

- Life of Truth -

 

 

Black wings,

bespectacled things,

watch as it begins,

when a demon sings.

 

Don't be afraid,

of what Gho made,

of where she laid,

down, down, of where she may bathe.

 

Orb of seer's,

forgive these tears,

sacrifice our years,

all as Gho leers.

 

Stare, no care,

begin, to sing.

fulfil lustrous thoughts.

 

Only to have them taken away.

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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.

I'm sorry to say, but you'll probably never top this, masterfully written, puts most professional poets to shame, kudos to you Mr_BFA, kudos to you :golfclap:

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Thanks Bini. That's some pretty damn good praise right there.

Who knew that simplicity could be thought in such a way.

 

Anyways .. another one:

 

- Wiltered Wars from Past Memories -

 

We stand here,

Above the end of time.

Seeing all that was to be,

Being with all who fought with me.

 

We stand here,

Waiting for the time that comes soon.

Not knowing their whereabouts,

The fires of hell caress the shadow of the moon.

 

Over the seas and plains we have stumbled.

Fighting the things only from nightmares.

Filled with strength that sometimes we fumbled,

Seeing the things the mortals were taught to fear.

 

Clashing steel and splintered shield,

Standing there gripping the sword we wield.

 

To be ghosts of the future from the past.

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Thanks Bini. That's some pretty damn good praise right there.

Who knew that simplicity could be thought in such a way.

The KISS rule:

"Keep it simple stupid"

 

I almost stood corrected on what I said about you never surpassing that other one, almost. Another beautiful poem, good work, again :thumbsup:

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Thanks Bini. That's some pretty damn good praise right there.

Who knew that simplicity could be thought in such a way.

 

Anyways .. another one:

 

- Wiltered Wars from Past Memories -

 

We stand here,

Above the end of time.

Seeing all that was to be,

Being with all who fought with me.

 

We stand here,

Waiting for the time that comes soon.

Not knowing their whereabouts,

The fires of hell caress the shadow of the moon.

 

Over the seas and plains we have stumbled.

Fighting the things only from nightmares.

Filled with strength that sometimes we fumbled,

Seeing the things the mortals were taught to fear.

 

Clashing steel and splintered shield,

Standing there gripping the sword we wield.

 

To be ghosts of the future from the past.

 

Excellent work, BFA. An interesting name.

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@Bee: Life in Truth is somewhat of a sequel I guess to 'Horrors of the Winged Gho'

It's just an original depiction of a demon that I've made up to represent despair, death, Night .. you know .. the usual things poetry can be about, :lol::xp:

 

Cheers for the compliments people. Anyone with extensive knowledge about poetry and see's anything in which I can improve on, please, don't hesitate to tell me about it :)

 

 

Anyways .. yeah ...

Thanks again. :D

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Something I never thought I'd post ... for a number of reasons.

 

- An Ending Serenade -

 

 

As the early airs,

Of sun-swept fires,

Land upon your fair face.

 

My heart beats mourningly,

As the last light fades,

From your desired grace.

 

For I wept-

In doubt,

As to whither you are,

For thy heart is lost,

And thou art weary with pain.

 

Now, that future is almost gone:

But say not it is lost.

 

As the final thread is sown.

 

As leaves will fall,

From the dread of frost,

Your spirit shall linger.

 

Even as your life is forfeit,

Your eyes glitter,

As bright, as the above starlight,

Your beauty blinds me of sight.

 

But say no more,

Forever; shall it be,

To live is to die, after all,

As the last dregs of life,

Ebb away from your dearest hold.

 

For an enternity of life beyond all things,

Enternity of weeping,

Being robbed from trouble and toil,

The life-force is seeping.

 

Into the never-ending,

But never acsending;

Your spirit shall linger.

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