[poetry] BFA's Poetical Place for Poetical Things

[The_Catto]

Thanks, guys. That means a whole lot. Really.

 

Here's another very personal one I've decided that it's time to post. I think I actually these up once but I deleted them a while back cause yeah ... Didn't want em up at that time. Now I feel its a good time. New Year = New Beginnings, hey.

Anyways ... Here it is:

 

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- Bitter Sweet -

 

 

There were no tears,

There were no saddened faces.

There were no cries, or shouts of anger,

For the amount of years, that it had took for her to go to the place,

Of all places.

 

She stood out, in the middle of the hallway,

Looking from side to side with a tear swept gaze,

Her mind racing, forever wondering,

As she thought back to the days.

 

One, silent tear, caressed her bruised vision of beauty,

The bight blue oceans of her eyes closed,

Her hair, flowed vigorously through the night air;

A blood-red rose, it's petals fell to the ground below, without a voice of care.

 

No-one thought, no-one knew,

An angel, a saint, a martyr of the innocent - yet stung:

As the bird flew, so close, but a mere speck in one's vision.

Someone was lost.

 

Another soul, another feeling,

Just the same cost, no matter at all, just another view of seeing;

As her spirit floated away, without uttering a single word,

A trail of mist, sorrow, blinding - Her spirit faded away,

 

Leaving behind, just one more sense, of a bitter sweet memory.

[Rabish Bini]

That was an odd one, some of the lines were a bit weird to read, thus affecting the overall flow.

Other than that, another solid poem, I like some of the choices of words

[The_Catto]

It was meant to be written like that. I'm not sure if it's a specific style of writing however. Just one of my ways to write.

Anyways...

A more darker one this time around. Let's see what you think, shall we?

 

- Damned Nights And A Bitter Swell -

 

With a wiltered rose,

came the shadowless horde,

cloudless lightning forked across the sky.

 

Horse and man,

shield and blade,

the moon stood hellbent in the sky.

 

Fire breathed ice,

malecious intent,

silent weeps for the storm.

 

Her whisper sent a shiver,

down the young men's spines.

As her snakes began to slither,

the blood rain fell in time.

 

"Wait for me in bed my husband!"

cried out the witch.

Satan's leer smirked fanatic,

her crisp black magic,

formed a demon, creating satanic's end.

 

The beasts snare was there,

in the light of no care,

with a heartless stare,

there was no repent.

 

Circles breathed in fire,

as the hour grows dire,

who now can save the knights?

 

A young man yells, "look out, sire!"

before the demons sends his soul to flame.

Oh, the shame.

 

Creatures of the Black Witch.

 

Sickly threads,

countless deaths,

corpses feeding the earth.

 

Creatures of the Black Witch.

 

"Off with her head!"

"Condemn her soul to hell!"

Unknowing her soul was already unearthed.

 

Creatures of the Black Witch.

[Emalin]

Your poems are gorgeous, Mr_BFA, and have so many layers of meaning. You have a way with words. What inspired your latest poem, exactly? It is indeed very dark...

[The_Catto]

Thanks Em. Glad you like them

 

The latest? Well, I had a dream the other night and I tried to describe whilst adding a few extra bits to help keep it somewhat interesting. Weird dream it was...

[The_Catto]

- Forever Outsane, Inbound -

 

 

Some might say that I am a lonely man,

I walk down a lonely road by myself.

But they don't look close enough,

I walk more crowded than any man can.

 

Memories entwined in time,

circling layers upon layers of deaths rhyme.

Ethereal sense, my corporeal beast.

Eating away my sins; what a feast.

 

A boxed up mind, I walk the line.

The line between dream and reality.

Beneath each rhyme is a truth inside,

look me in the eye, swear your fealty.

 

Paradoxial world, scream your whispers.

Unspeak your deepest and darkest secrets,

and I will listen.

 

To steal my thoughts is to steal my core.

But not to worry, I take you soul,

All in all, you are forgiven.

 

Many are a part of this world of mine.

Many are not aware of this world in time.

Some things I take more myself, your pain.

But not to worry; I'm not insane.

 

Cry, cry, cry useless tears for me.

You're only crying because of you,

for what it is to be,

now and forever, you are me, and I am you.

 

Some might say that I am a lonely man.

I walk down a lonely road by myself.

But inside I am anything but alone,

I am eternity; I am through; I am scared; I am you.

[The_Catto]

- The Soft Touch of Death's Unknown -

 

 

Black days,

brighter nights -

forsee my life.

 

Sickening breeze,

with what do I see?

Fire, in hell, in strife.

 

String theory,

Mediocre metaphor,

with what do I give thee?

 

Stricken misery,

that, do I adore,

in life, am I free?

 

Are our sins ever forgiven?

Forgive me if I've never tried.

It this the end, or the beginning?

Please don't go back, to when I cried.

 

I suffer to see thee in pain.

 

Thy lay in frost,

suffer the cost,

may you rest in peace.

 

Tenderness lost,

what do you want most?

To stick true to your belief.

 

To see the garden,

to watch your mind harden,

to be with no memory.

 

Walk within grass,

watch you life run past,

can you ever forgive me?

 

Truth is what I'll always seek,

truth is something I hope I never find.

I look to the future, my god is it bleak,

I am sorry that I must leave you behind.

 

I pray to the wind that you can find your way through the rain.

[CommanderQ]

Excellent work, Mr. BFA:D The first work was very good, very excellent, very emotional:D Very good in my opinion, I listend to sad music with both...you definately mastered the emotional ability in these poems. The Second work's 'story' sort've caught me as the character in the story was wandering and wondering what was the truth, partially hoping not to find it, possibly in fear. It was indeed emotional and touching, and in a way, quite sad. Excellent work, Mr. BFA! Post more poems!!!!!

[The_Catto]

Cheer's, CQ. Glad you liked

The Second was supposed to give that effect so I'm glad that that worked out

[The_Catto]

Just a few little pieces to keep things going. On the spot so forgive me if they seem ... crap, lol.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Forget all that you have ever known, nothing can save you now. Grow these lies whose seeds you've sown, ominous faces you stare and scowl.

 

 

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Live the day for forgiveness, tell that person everything you want to say. Fill up your emptiness and take me away.

 

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Sacrifice your wings dear angel,

relieve me of my sin's.

Help take me away from this hell,

take me now, before it begins!

 

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I watched you fall from grace,

you stood there right in front of my face.

Your words, they cut me like a knife,

my blood drips, leaving trails of my life.

 

Such a sweet little demon you were,

you sat there whilst you watched them burn.

We'll never die, we'll never leave,

we'll never cry, you better believe.

 

I'm cutting all the threads,

Not to worry, even when you want us dead.

I see you lie as you sow the stitch.

No time to escape, we're stuck here with this witch.

 

The mirror shatters from your nasty web of lies,

down in the depths of your ocean of demise.

So come here my sweet necropolis,

satisfy until its over, my sweet little paradise.

 

Will you be my sin?

[The_Catto]

[[Wow, I seem to be posting more and more darker things lately... Weird...]]

 

 

Blackened Soul

 

 

How long? How long will I have to stay here for?

I stare at these four walls every minute of my never-ending day.

Their stares, their stares shake me to my very core.

Will I ever find you? Will I ever find a way?

To free myself from this pain inside.

 

My melancholy chorus is my dream,

wandering down a blackened hallway all I see,

is my pride and sadness fall into one,

I try to see the sky, but I can't see the sun.

No, I can't see the sun.

 

My mind is deep and my scars are fine.

Without this cup of sanctity, all I taste is a bitter wine.

Somewhere underneath my sea of dreams,

lies a chest of pearls and my sweet release.

Ferry my tears from all these years,

to the stars above. To where nothing is never enough.

 

The treasure inside is the boulevarde of all that breeds salvation.

Lines and lines of miracles, the war has just begun.

I look to the sky, but I can't see that sun.

No, I can not see the sun.

 

Fires in waves, in smokey smiles,

no more days, say goodbye, I'll see you in a while.

Contemplating me own way, will it ever be the day.

 

Pretty girl, with a cold smile, she touches me inside.

My fanaticism is just a pen on paper when I see her eyes.

My blinds are open they show me the world.

How cold it is, how warm it is, how different it is when we coincide.

When we take a walk on the otherside.

 

Down a tunnel where time stands still.

My face in front of a camera what's not real.

Orange bubble of a circle unfinished,

roll down the hill, to nothing, break the seal.

 

Pop another sense of reality,

no words can explain this fealty.

Tear down this wall, it's not me anymore,

too much colour, too much say,

too much feeling in a non-talking way.

 

Fall down into a spiral of unrealistically safewords.

These chains hold me down, make sure to undo them afterwards.

Under the layers of black and white, something is wrong, something isn't right.

Pull out the needles and the pins, no matter how much I want it, I will never win.

 

Blacker days, and blacker nights,

no lightning in this cloudless fight.

I look up to the dark sky,

but no I can't see the sun.

No, I can't see the sun.

 

Where I go and what I know is something that I never know for sure.

I walk down the road and end up at a dead end street.

My life, my soul, my lies all bottled up into one,

where they meet, how they sound, if they even notice the sun.

No, they don't even notice the sun.

 

In my room there is no shine,

there is no universal rhyme.

No fall of any kind, except for my own eyes on the ceiling above.

Can it be fine?

Will it ever be fine?

I look in the book for the definition of love.

 

Vibrations of my sanity, caress the walls of society,

and in the end will I get to see all that I was meant to be?

Inside the layers of our soul, the war has just begun...

But I can't see the sun.

No, I can't see the sun.

 

Forgive me life, my darkened life, will I ever find it won?

I await the day where I will see, if whether or not that day will come.

The day where I will finally be able to see the sun.

Where I will see the shine.

 

Forever outbound in my sanity,

in this box of cliche memoirs, I swim in vanity.

But the day will come, this I know,

Where I will see it end of snow.

Where everything will be won,

Where I can finally see the sun.

 

I can finally see the sun.

[Rabish Bini]

You must have alot of spare time

 

Very nice, as per usual, but I still stand by my comment where you'll never outdo that one poem, brilliant nonetheless.

 

That last one though, it seems more like lyrics for a song, almost seems like something Opeth would write, which isn't a bad thing

[The_Catto]

@Bini:Lol, I don't have that much time, I just like to quickly write this and that down whenever I can. Glad you liked it, and yeah, I like some of Opeths material as well.

 

Here's another that I wrote just last night.

 

 

- Untitled -

 

 

I tried to help,

why couldn't you see?

The screams and words you belt,

you forgot about the most important thing.

 

Our lives were intertwined ever since that day.

I just hoped and wished that I could find a way.

To help solve all of the problems, from all the letters we sealed,

but the deeper I reached, I realized,

that not all wounds can be healed.

 

Every wrong turn took you down a deeper hole.

Some nights you refused to come in and stayed outside in the cold.

I write this now, and I put everything I mean in bold,

hoping that you will take notice of these words pouring from my soul.

 

You, we, would stay out all night,

we'd have a good time, then come home and fight.

Everything we did to ourselves, we knew it wasn't right,

but we did it anyway, hoping to see the end in sight.

 

I choke on the fumes of my clean, yet abhorred life.

Sometimes I just want to get back the better days.

Strife, is a welcomed ingredient, but then I remember just how much it pays.

Pays to walk down the roads we've been;

to see the demon's we have seen.

 

I tried to help,

why couldn't you see?

The screams and words you belt,

you forgot about the most important thing.

 

That not all loves have to be unrequited,

to live life, is to care. And to die is to live.

Please, just remember all of our mistakes and forgive.

Forgive me.

That's all I ask.

Forgive me.

And I will not fail in this final task.

[Rabish Bini]

Interesting, dark and beautifully written, although it really could use a title :/

Maybe something like Darkness Eternal? I dunno...

[The_Catto]

Yeah, I tried thinking of a title when I wrote it but I just couldn't come up with one hey.

Cheers for comment, btw.

[CommanderQ]

Very excellent work, Mr. BFA!! I must say that it is quite emotional and the story is quite touching. I look forward to more, so POST SOON!!

[The_Catto]

Thanks CQ

 

OK ... Now ... For this next one, I give a warning:

If you are a person with strict morals and strong beliefs and wish to not tred amongst the darkest side of life, I warn you to beware and slowly walk back and turn away from this screen (or just click back and whatever) and stay away from this poem.

 

If, however, you wish to stare into the depths of my mind and see how dark and twisted and broken a human mind can be, then by all means ... Read on!

 

Read it, and then ask me what it is about (if you don't already know) and I will gladly divulge what you wish to find out.

I would say enjoy, but this poem is not meant to be enjoyed in anyway. It is meant to be feared, and sad.

I do not mean to be cliche, but I say feared, because this is always a possibility in one's life that he/she must try to stay away from.

 

Here it is:

 

Injected Heaven

 

 

Here I am,

with needle in hand.

No more lies;

it's no surprise.

 

Trying to keep the demon's out,

before they start to shout,

again, I pierce a vein,

help me please, keep me from going insane.

 

You can't save me (why can't I save myself?)

Don't disdain me (I can't live without your hell)

 

It's time to say,

what you already knew,

it's come to that day,

where you and me are through.

 

I have to say this,

before I die,

even if I can't escape it,

I might as well try.

 

I need you, I want you,

I love you, but I despise you too.

 

You are my drug induced bane,

my outlet of my insanity.

Without your touch, it's never the same,

when I look in the mirror, all I see,

is your vanity.

 

I try to hide,

from the demons outside.

But they still peer in,

seeing me; that I'm still alive.

 

They don't like it,

they scream at me,

to get back in that bathroom,

where I'm meant to be.

 

Every time I see the sky,

you pull me back down,

I scream out, "why?"

but you just sneer at me whilst I drown.

 

Are you the Devil?

Is this my hell?

Am I dead?

I cannot tell.

 

I sit in the dark corner,

and rock myself to sleep.

I say everything's fine,

try not to cry,

but a split second later, I begin to weep.

 

I need you, I want you,

I love you, but I despise you too.

 

All my thoughts and fears,

I write in this book.

I keep my mind away from your ears,

but you always manage to get a look.

 

You taunt me with whispers,

Of all these false dreams.

I laugh and snicker,

whilst my mind is tearing at the seams.

 

I'd cut up another line,

but I'd rather die,

Grab that needle, and

jam it in my eye.

Anywhere but there.

 

Forgive me if I fail,

God knows that I tried,

I'd love it if I just died,

but that'd be too easy,

I'd just end up in here,

getting ready to cry.

 

You torture me,

by slowly killing me.

You tear and rip at me,

but keep me alive so I can see.

 

That nothing will ever come my way,

it's repeating itself over and over again.

My blood goes drip, drip, drip down the kitchen sink.

As my eyes start to blur,

I can't even being to think.

 

I finally die, yes I float away.

I can't believe it ended this way.

But then I stop and open my eyes,

it was all just a dream, another one,

of your many lies.

 

Sing softly to my broken heart,

for voices scare it and give it nightmares.

 

Here I am,

with needle in hand,

no more lies,

it's no surprise.

 

I need you, I want you,

I love you, but I despise you too.

 

 

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[Rabish Bini]

Wow...

 

Words cannot describe that, so I won't bother.

 

Although I would like to know what it's about, I didn't quite figure it out.

[The_Catto]

Drugs.

It's about doing drugs.

 

The allure, the temptation, the effects...

 

One of the worst mistakes a person can make is by doing the aforementioned.

From what I have gathered (from certain sources I've come across the past few years) They know that it is killing them, they know that they have to stop, but to stop would be to lift of a warm blanket off them during the middle of a freezing cold night.

 

Its meant to be a deep insight into just what can happen.

 

I'm not trying to be a preacher or anything 'cause I believe that people should do what they want, try what they want and just have fun. Just don't let it carry you away until you can't see even yourself in the mirror anymore.

 

 

So yeah, that's what its about.

Hope I cleared it up for ya, Bini

[Rabish Bini]

Ah yes, it does fit.

 

Very well done

[The_Catto]

What's that you say? I light-heartened piece and not a dark and depressing or dark and ... dark .. piece???? YAY! Thank God herself!

 

Yes people. Finally. A light hearted piece inspired by a VERY special person I know Ahhh.... So good.

Anyways ... Here it is!:

 

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Sea Gypsy

 

A pair of converse shoes, and a big top hat.

I bet that you wish, you could look like that.

Orange hair, and masquerade mask,

I know whats under that coat;

I don't have to ask.

 

Striped and spotted spinning parasole,

I grit my teeth as you steal my soul.

Your power over me, sweet sanctity,

with your stare over there you strip me

maliciously.

 

Sometimes I wish it's true,

that the world was spinning round and round,

but always stopping when I suffer, and always

going when I give up her, but with a smile

and a wink, I don't have to think.

 

Slick hair, shiny eyes and a mouthful of surprise,

Keep me up at night, it's OK, it's alright.

That rain patters on the roof, fill me up,

to satisfy your sweet tooth.

Come here, my psychadelic fantasy,

be my beautiful and innocent, Sea Gypsy.

 

F, C, G and end it with D,

the only sweetest progression is you and me,

try not to throw me away like another utility,

I'm a man, and yours I'll be,

if you promise to be my, Sea Gypsy.

 

Wash your pills down with a shot,

no need to worry when you're on this type of hot,

streak,

and no matter what, whatever we'll be.

you'll always be to me, a beautiful and

innocent, Sea Gypsy.

 

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I likes :D:D

[Rabish Bini]

I refuse to believe you wrote a light-hearted piece

 

Beautiful piece nonetheless, although I prefer your dark stuff

[CommanderQ]

Well, you have definately proven yourself to be an excellent poet of both light-hearted and dark poems! Excellent work, and I hope to see more soon!! You are quite the poet!

[The_Catto]

@Bini: Haha, well beleive it. I wrote it

@CQ: Cheers, CW! Always a pleasure to hear that about my work

 

New thing:

 

- Untitled -

 

A smile like a wiltered rose,

excessive abuse with spit.

Stick me with your needled love,

pierce my heart, rip it out, tear it.

 

I'm not a killer but a spellweaver a seducer too,

I'm just a scar in your life when it is through.

I choke you with my stare until your mouth and eyes turn blue,

I will stick you with my crucifix of shame and see what ensues.

 

 

How's that for a darker one???

[Rabish Bini]

Geez, talk about dark

 

But, to be honest, I didn't like it, the rhymes were a bit off, such as 'spit' and 'it', the choice of words was not to my liking, and it was a tad short.

 

Just my 2 cents

 

Hey, I can't like all of your poems