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Post by kemykal on Dec 10, 2004 0:56:07 GMT -5
umm, i guess ill just post whatever poems i write in here. ill probably post some old ones later, but this one i just finished.
Lost in the Fog I’ve stumbled onto gold But in this light it’s another shade of gray I don’t believe I told you I tend to see everything this way Maybe I can never realize What it is you need from me I’d give it to you if I could There’s just not enough of me to be
Fog is the blinding light Blinded mind is glowing Thoughts stray with the cloud Never know where I’m going
Sagging tears of the sky Consume your silhouette with ease I don’t want to you let go But you don’t want to drift with me So I leave behind the dreams And the memories to be unfound I’m just another orb of mist To tired to leave the ground
Fog is the blinding light Blinded mind is glowing Never been enough to hold You let me go I’m going
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Post by kemykal on Dec 11, 2004 2:02:40 GMT -5
this is an old one. i was gonna post it some time down the line, but tonight is appropriate.
FLavor Heart beating, Poison flowing Inside of you inside of me Where we live in cycles Killing me Rotting me Birthing me Killing me It eats at my mind Why cant I break you?
The world is sporting a brand new plan And so are you But mine is stale, choking on hope Teach me everything you know About love Show me where to touch How to taste When to look When to leave Teach me to love And in turn teach me life So I may unearth the complacent dead neath my ears Whispering our history And reassuring me That its all for the better When its all for nothing.
I dont know if I love you. You're just my favorite flavor...
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Post by kemykal on Mar 10, 2005 9:25:25 GMT -5
umm... poem...
{Untitled as of yet} She walks a line of shadows That she thought she had left behind her Each step is another safety net Catching me before I can fall farther Between the cracks of her heart So here I sit and wait to drop When she finally wants to let me in Patience is for the strong That’s not me, but ill try again To stop the cracking of her heart If you asked me, I would carry you until the end of time But baby, its gonna break if I don’t know what’s inside Hello there, I thought I saw you the other day That kind of glow in your eyes Gave me hope that I just may Fill the cracks of your heart If you asked me, I would carry you until the end of time But baby, its gonna break if I don’t know what’s inside I walk through the stars with you Until I see I’m all alone Tangled up in this safety net I hope you'll come out soon From hiding in the cracks of your heart If you asked me, I would carry you until the end of time But baby, I’m gonna break if I don’t know what’s inside
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Post by kemykal on Mar 28, 2005 3:52:33 GMT -5
Let It Die
Once such a vicious beast That ate away at my soul Its step has grown weary And now, battered and old I‘ve grown weary too Of dying as my role Time for me to leave you And this dog out in the cold
Its time to starve the gray wolf Its time to starve the gray wolf The question stands Do I shoot or let it die
SHOOT, SHOOT, HUMANITY! FOR GOD’S SAKE IT’S BARELY ALIVE! ALL WELL AND GOOD, BUT IT’S UP TO ME! SO IT WILL SUFFER JUST AS I!
Its time to starve the gray wolf Its time to starve the gray wolf The question stands Do I shoot or let it die
Wrath of a broken heart Kick the bitch while it’s down Under my boot is where you will find THE PEACE THAT I HAVE FOUND!
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Post by kemykal on Apr 8, 2005 3:15:23 GMT -5
here is one i just wrote, and im really, really like it. id like to get some opinions on this one, if anyone ever reads it anyways.
No Motives I have no motives to lay before you Only promises and diamonds to see To precious to break before you You’re worth each one to me
Crimes of bitter romance The punishments you have bore Rinse away the sins placed on your head And with me have a life reborn
Razors bleed on your sweet edge We can make this leap together Stones will sink out of the sky As we float along as a feather
So embrace the kneeling man Who appears before you now No motives, just an endless love That he is hoping he has found.
EDIT: gave it a name.
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Post by SuperBassX84 on Apr 8, 2005 16:27:12 GMT -5
Out of curiousity, have you told anyone here what I assume is the story behind it yet, or have you not simply because you don't want to deal with them?
Either way, it's a very beautiful poem - I can see why you like it.
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Post by Musashi on Apr 8, 2005 23:23:29 GMT -5
Kemykal's poems = <3
Love them, all of them rule. Especially "No Motives".
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Post by kemykal on Apr 14, 2005 14:45:54 GMT -5
thanks guys. im really glad people like them. ive been in a writing mood a lot recently, so ill probably be posting a lot more. Graves and Dead End StreetsWhere have you gone, my friend? You've left me here alone. Where have you gone, my friend? Everyone else has gone home. When was it decided That I would have to dredge the road While those I love hit dead end streets And by myself I roam My friend and I, we walked so tall On dreams of what's ahead But interstates are too fast And lead to graves and dead... end... streets... This path that I am dragging on Is a trail made for two Me on top, you under ground Each day I would trade with you Potential squandered by a God With twisted plans ahead This Forking highway taunts me As I see your grave and your dead... end... streets.... This is a follow-up to a poem i wrote a long time ago that was a favorite of a good friend who died. ive been having a hard time thinking about him recently and needed an outlet. i hope he likes it, where ever he is.
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Post by kemykal on May 24, 2005 19:21:36 GMT -5
Movies (Reruns, Remakes, and Box Office Flops) Everyone has their say Until the lights turn low Now it’s up to the director Hope you enjoy the show Flashing in front of us Are the lines we’ve heard before Smiles that never last And pain we’d sooner ignore Than show our discontent And admit need for control The screen engulfs our attention As we each fulfill our role Sitting in cold, hard seats Living the box office dream Nothing above a whisper While projectors precisely beam The stories you don’t want to see But paid for anyway Cause another dictated life Is just eight dollars away.
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Post by kemykal on Jun 6, 2005 15:55:23 GMT -5
here is another from the collection of my Summer 05 writings. there are a lot of them, but i think this is close to one of my favs.
I used to know him Where he walked beneath the bridge picking through the weeds and California seeds to find a place to rest Sneaking suspisions softly spoke with every breath a sleep little hollow wall brick by brick begins to fall Crumbles into what he knows best Simply is too dry or drowning is too many broken promises to recommend This kind of life to lead Where is his serene content satisfaction, no lament they left it or kept it but didnt bury it with me.
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Post by kemykal on Jul 26, 2005 1:21:47 GMT -5
[None] Splashing amongst shallow seas Glimmers dreams of a pearl’s kiss As of then, a boy would wonder A beauty so divine exists This glory set in his eye To dig this jewel from its bedding Form dreams swirling his mind Dangerous water he be treading Diving deeper still he goes To bring her splendor into light Having this pearl hang round his neck, Next to the heart, it just feels right.
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Post by kemykal on Aug 5, 2005 4:37:00 GMT -5
i really like this one, but i dont know why.
[Untitled] A lone girl stands timidly One plate in each hand And solely in each dish there lies Bread for just one man He must take the proper life And use it for his own Something begged the man to ask If the girl should stand alone Though she did not speak a word He took upon himself The duty of this little doll Who did not care herself So into warm arms she went And thus out of the cold But not too long, for she left To timidly grow old Out there she waits, holding bread For any man to use One plate, Two plates, or a heart Neither right to choose
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