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Location: the arms of the Ganja Goddess
Posted:
Some of my goth poetry:
AS DARKNESS FALLS
The darkness falls,
like the shroud of death,
our arms have failed us,
we have no breath.
Crying lifes blood,
we look about with sorrow,
haunted by our demons,
we have no tomorrow.
As the darkness falls,
your eyes are blinded,
as darkness falls.
UNTITLED
Lady death fast approaches,
her hair, the essence of midnight,
her lips darker than vitae.
Feel her icy grip upon your throat,
dragging you, dragging you into an abyss
of neverending pain.
A scream escapes your lips,
but it falls on deaf ears.
Your eyes contain terror,
beyond the understanding of the living.
The demons wet thier maw with your essence.
Breeding agony with each slow, slow, slow bite.
A scream escapes your lips.
Your demons smile at your agony.
feeling the razor edge of deaths blade,
you are torn asunder.
Cast away like an unwanted doll,
you see the blind eyes of those around you.
Oblivious to your pain.
Then you settle down to sleep in a darkness,
darker than any living man will ever know
HATRED DESIRE
I am dying here, weeping in darkness:
thirsting through this silent void,
heart so dead and black.
this love so severed,
a blackened abyss,
forgotten;
yet I wish for
your touch so alive.
ALONE IN DARKNESS
the night falls as if slain by the sun, soulless are we.
the understanding for which you sacrifice yourself
flares once, then dies,
devoured by a velvet ebon nothingness.
all hope must sicken and die.
your love is no more.
how could you do this?
demons surround us, crying,
save us from ourselves.
Yis, I know I need help
[ 12 June 2002, 07:27: Message edited by: Bram ]
Some of my goth poetry:
AS DARKNESS FALLS
The darkness falls,
like the shroud of death,
our arms have failed us,
we have no breath.
Crying lifes blood,
we look about with sorrow,
haunted by our demons,
we have no tomorrow.
As the darkness falls,
your eyes are blinded,
as darkness falls.
UNTITLED
Lady death fast approaches,
her hair, the essence of midnight,
her lips darker than vitae.
Feel her icy grip upon your throat,
dragging you, dragging you into an abyss
of neverending pain.
A scream escapes your lips,
but it falls on deaf ears.
Your eyes contain terror,
beyond the understanding of the living.
The demons wet thier maw with your essence.
Breeding agony with each slow, slow, slow bite.
A scream escapes your lips.
Your demons smile at your agony.
feeling the razor edge of deaths blade,
you are torn asunder.
Cast away like an unwanted doll,
you see the blind eyes of those around you.
Oblivious to your pain.
Then you settle down to sleep in a darkness,
darker than any living man will ever know
HATRED DESIRE
I am dying here, weeping in darkness:
thirsting through this silent void,
heart so dead and black.
this love so severed,
a blackened abyss,
forgotten;
yet I wish for
your touch so alive.
ALONE IN DARKNESS
the night falls as if slain by the sun, soulless are we.
the understanding for which you sacrifice yourself
flares once, then dies,
devoured by a velvet ebon nothingness.
all hope must sicken and die.
your love is no more.
how could you do this?
demons surround us, crying,
save us from ourselves.
Yis, I know I need help
[ 12 June 2002, 07:27: Message edited by: Bram ]
You. Its whats for dinner!
As time passes, you realise all the mistakes you amde and the ones you wish you never did make.
The wave crashing on the beach
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Location: the arms of the Ganja Goddess
1,551 posts
Location: the arms of the Ganja Goddess
Posted:
S'more:
HEAVEN SHUNNED
Slender beams of accusation enter
this darkened place as I kneel,
always alone, always lost,
frozen here,
waiting.
Accusing forms wrought in panes of glass loom as
dust dances in the air,
forming an image in my mind,
rending my naked soul.
Blood on a child's face.
I raise my head, now crying out for
this uncaring fate.
S'more:
HEAVEN SHUNNED
Slender beams of accusation enter
this darkened place as I kneel,
always alone, always lost,
frozen here,
waiting.
Accusing forms wrought in panes of glass loom as
dust dances in the air,
forming an image in my mind,
rending my naked soul.
Blood on a child's face.
I raise my head, now crying out for
this uncaring fate.
You. Its whats for dinner!
As time passes, you realise all the mistakes you amde and the ones you wish you never did make.
The wave crashing on the beach
Dreamer
4,308 posts
Location: York, England
4,308 posts
Location: York, England
Posted:
we ought to resurrect the otgher thread too... nice work bram !!!!!
we ought to resurrect the otgher thread too... nice work bram !!!!!
Keep your dream alive
Dreamin is still how the strong survive
Shalom VeAhavah
New Hampshire has a point....
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HOP Mad Doctor
13,925 posts
Location: San Francisco, CA, USA
HOP Mad Doctor
13,925 posts
Location: San Francisco, CA, USA
Posted:
Twinkle Twinkle
10/14/2000
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
I once wondered what you are.
Flat feet grounded, I gazed on high
At your tiny beacon in the sky.
A mysterious little point of light,
A twinkling watchman of the night.
But never, ever in my youth
Could I have guessed your real truth.
Now, with my new point of view,
I know that I am skyborne, too.
It’s relative, without a doubt!
I can’t look “up;” but only out!
For somewhere in an alien sky
My sun also shines on high.
And you are just another sun,
Most likely just a boring one.
But do you have companions, too?
Are there worlds that orbit you?
Do they bathe in your bright light?
Do they see day when I see night?
There are things that I still don’t know,
Things that my sight cannot show.
And on those worlds I cannot see
Is someone looking back at me?
Sacrifice
2/22/2001
In memory of Challenger
A rose may bloom once every spring for years and years unending
But there are thorns there on the stems that winds of change are bending.
And it is just so with the tale that flows from history’s pen
As it writes of heroes’ triumphs and the victories of men.
Into the West did young men ride upon their sturdy steeds,
Braving Mother Nature’s wrath to see what they could see.
And they lit their campfires as dusk began to fall
Yet one black-clad visitor would often deign to call.
Lightning flashes, thunder claps, and in do dark clouds roll.
The human spirit, the quest for truth, exacts its grisly toll.
Those very forces in the soul that fill it with its light
Join these brave adventurers as they journey into night.
But in their loss there is yet hope; their visions do not die.
As new steeds ride on firey trails into the azure sky,
New brave adventurers ride east into the setting sun.
And some might say that twilight falls, but daybreak’s just begun.
-M.G.
Twinkle Twinkle
10/14/2000
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
I once wondered what you are.
Flat feet grounded, I gazed on high
At your tiny beacon in the sky.
A mysterious little point of light,
A twinkling watchman of the night.
But never, ever in my youth
Could I have guessed your real truth.
Now, with my new point of view,
I know that I am skyborne, too.
It’s relative, without a doubt!
I can’t look “up;” but only out!
For somewhere in an alien sky
My sun also shines on high.
And you are just another sun,
Most likely just a boring one.
But do you have companions, too?
Are there worlds that orbit you?
Do they bathe in your bright light?
Do they see day when I see night?
There are things that I still don’t know,
Things that my sight cannot show.
And on those worlds I cannot see
Is someone looking back at me?
Sacrifice
2/22/2001
In memory of Challenger
A rose may bloom once every spring for years and years unending
But there are thorns there on the stems that winds of change are bending.
And it is just so with the tale that flows from history’s pen
As it writes of heroes’ triumphs and the victories of men.
Into the West did young men ride upon their sturdy steeds,
Braving Mother Nature’s wrath to see what they could see.
And they lit their campfires as dusk began to fall
Yet one black-clad visitor would often deign to call.
Lightning flashes, thunder claps, and in do dark clouds roll.
The human spirit, the quest for truth, exacts its grisly toll.
Those very forces in the soul that fill it with its light
Join these brave adventurers as they journey into night.
But in their loss there is yet hope; their visions do not die.
As new steeds ride on firey trails into the azure sky,
New brave adventurers ride east into the setting sun.
And some might say that twilight falls, but daybreak’s just begun.
-M.G.
-Mike
Certified Mad Doctor and HoP High Priest of Nutella
A buckuht n a hooze! -Valura
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Location: the arms of the Ganja Goddess
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Location: the arms of the Ganja Goddess
Posted:
Very nice Mike. tank you for the compliment Kyrian
Very nice Mike. tank you for the compliment Kyrian
You. Its whats for dinner!
As time passes, you realise all the mistakes you amde and the ones you wish you never did make.
The wave crashing on the beach
Oolering Man
729 posts
Location: Farnborough, Hampshire
729 posts
Location: Farnborough, Hampshire
Posted:
hey nice to see old threads cming back, question is who's going to dig it up?
hey nice to see old threads cming back, question is who's going to dig it up?
member
238 posts
Location: Thornhill, Ontario Canada
238 posts
Location: Thornhill, Ontario Canada
Posted:
Heeeey!!!
another poetry thread!!!! SAAAAAAFE
hey spiral, long time no speak, my fellow poetry pal...oh Im so excited,,,Im gonna go dig sum shits up rite now.
Props to you Bram...
Heeeey!!!
another poetry thread!!!! SAAAAAAFE
hey spiral, long time no speak, my fellow poetry pal...oh Im so excited,,,Im gonna go dig sum shits up rite now.
Props to you Bram...
Every morning I wake up and hit the ground yawning...
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259 posts
Location: The Birthplace of BlackSabbath
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Location: The Birthplace of BlackSabbath
Posted:
The happy samiad
Such a great lust for life
His soul lives on.
[ 13 June 2002, 02:56: Message edited by: Wikkaman ]
The happy samiad
Such a great lust for life
His soul lives on.
[ 13 June 2002, 02:56: Message edited by: Wikkaman ]
The answer is never the answer. What's really interesting is the mystery. If you seek the mystery instead of the answer, you'll always be seeking. I've never seen anybody really find the answer-- they think they have, so they stop thinking. But the job is to seek mystery, evoke mystery, plant a garden in which strange plants grow and mysteries bloom. The need for mystery is greater than the need for an answer.-- Ken Kesey
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veteran
1,495 posts
Location: Stillwater, Ok. USA
veteran
1,495 posts
Location: Stillwater, Ok. USA
Posted:
can you hear
the dark skys falling
to the sound of rain
a cold wind blows
but we feel no pain
we've grown numb
to our feelings
for a span of time
so much easier
than to face our crime
what have we done this time
had the audicity to care
want something better
someone to share
this love
this is our fate
we searched to hard
looked to long
it was not there
I hope it exists
a place we can feel
somewhere we have not looked
yet could it be real
If you find happiness
in these crazy times
let the world know
let your light shine
had the audicity to care
want something better
someone to share
this love
can you hear
the dark skys falling
to the sound of rain
a cold wind blows
but we feel no pain
we've grown numb
to our feelings
for a span of time
so much easier
than to face our crime
what have we done this time
had the audicity to care
want something better
someone to share
this love
this is our fate
we searched to hard
looked to long
it was not there
I hope it exists
a place we can feel
somewhere we have not looked
yet could it be real
If you find happiness
in these crazy times
let the world know
let your light shine
had the audicity to care
want something better
someone to share
this love
we eat and we drink and we smoke and we try!
member
1,551 posts
Location: the arms of the Ganja Goddess
1,551 posts
Location: the arms of the Ganja Goddess
Posted:
Hey wow more poetry of my goth variety:
THE DREAM
Waking from this dream,
I'm drowning, drowning in life's essence.
I reach out with a failing hand.
It cannot grasp the beam of light.
It dies.
Through the darkness,
comes a ray of hope.
Vitae rains from the heavens,
hope exists no more.
Bathing me in blood.
An anguished, tortured scream escapes my lips.
I choke on the essence, as it enters my mouth.
The taste, sweet, yet so perverted.
As if not meant to be tasted.
Alone am I,
Demons in my thoughts.
Wandering on the broken mother,
her essence seeping from her wounds.
Behold says she, for death has come.
And behind him rides the army of Hades.
Falling to the tombstones, I weep.
Blood streaming from my eyes.
A moan escapes the sky.
Then I feel Lady Deaths icy grasp, upon my naked heart.
And I am no more.
Thank you everyone for your contributions to this thread. Now I hope it doesn't die.
Hey wow more poetry of my goth variety:
THE DREAM
Waking from this dream,
I'm drowning, drowning in life's essence.
I reach out with a failing hand.
It cannot grasp the beam of light.
It dies.
Through the darkness,
comes a ray of hope.
Vitae rains from the heavens,
hope exists no more.
Bathing me in blood.
An anguished, tortured scream escapes my lips.
I choke on the essence, as it enters my mouth.
The taste, sweet, yet so perverted.
As if not meant to be tasted.
Alone am I,
Demons in my thoughts.
Wandering on the broken mother,
her essence seeping from her wounds.
Behold says she, for death has come.
And behind him rides the army of Hades.
Falling to the tombstones, I weep.
Blood streaming from my eyes.
A moan escapes the sky.
Then I feel Lady Deaths icy grasp, upon my naked heart.
And I am no more.
Thank you everyone for your contributions to this thread. Now I hope it doesn't die.
You. Its whats for dinner!
As time passes, you realise all the mistakes you amde and the ones you wish you never did make.
The wave crashing on the beach
member
557 posts
Location: The Underworld
557 posts
Location: The Underworld
Posted:
TeeHee...
Wrote this 1 when I was about 14-15...
Green Moisture
It spreads its way accross my skin,
Pouring itself into my soul.
My outer shell is my only protection
And to it I am an empty bowl.
It begins to nore away at my nerves
And yet I feel no pain,
Sanity is the key you see.
But how can I stay sane?
Inside my veins, it continues the feed,
Alone, as my body is hollowed.
Thinking is merely a distant thought,
and then it's done, and I am swallowed...
...hmmmm....
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TeeHee...
Wrote this 1 when I was about 14-15...
Green Moisture
It spreads its way accross my skin,
Pouring itself into my soul.
My outer shell is my only protection
And to it I am an empty bowl.
It begins to nore away at my nerves
And yet I feel no pain,
Sanity is the key you see.
But how can I stay sane?
Inside my veins, it continues the feed,
Alone, as my body is hollowed.
Thinking is merely a distant thought,
and then it's done, and I am swallowed...
...hmmmm....
Non-Https Image Link
Az abouve, So below...
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1,551 posts
Location: the arms of the Ganja Goddess
1,551 posts
Location: the arms of the Ganja Goddess
Posted:
Cool
Cool
You. Its whats for dinner!
As time passes, you realise all the mistakes you amde and the ones you wish you never did make.
The wave crashing on the beach
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veteran
1,495 posts
Location: Stillwater, Ok. USA
veteran
1,495 posts
Location: Stillwater, Ok. USA
Posted:
there's a winding road that runs like a fountain
under a black sky under the gaze of the mountain
in the highest tower a red eye shines
they are watching there with black scales and spines
there's a winding road that runs like a fountain
under a black sky under the gaze of the mountain
in the highest tower a red eye shines
they are watching there with black scales and spines
we eat and we drink and we smoke and we try!
member
1,551 posts
Location: the arms of the Ganja Goddess
1,551 posts
Location: the arms of the Ganja Goddess
Posted:
BROKEN CHILD
The wind shrieks,
the earth moans.
Lightening strikes the highest peak,
I groan.
Blackness surrounds all I see,
the sun is gone, swallowed by a daemon.
A woman looks up,
her hair, black like a raven.
She crys, blood streaming from her sorrowfilled eyes,
looking upon her broken child.
The wind shrieks,
the earth moans.
Lightening strikes the highest peak,
I groan.
Wandering, the lonely mother,
her face, red with life's essence.
She falls, onto a scorched land.
Feeling the icy cold, she looks up,
into the face of Death.
Woe be us, for we are the broken child.
And we are no more
BROKEN CHILD
The wind shrieks,
the earth moans.
Lightening strikes the highest peak,
I groan.
Blackness surrounds all I see,
the sun is gone, swallowed by a daemon.
A woman looks up,
her hair, black like a raven.
She crys, blood streaming from her sorrowfilled eyes,
looking upon her broken child.
The wind shrieks,
the earth moans.
Lightening strikes the highest peak,
I groan.
Wandering, the lonely mother,
her face, red with life's essence.
She falls, onto a scorched land.
Feeling the icy cold, she looks up,
into the face of Death.
Woe be us, for we are the broken child.
And we are no more
You. Its whats for dinner!
As time passes, you realise all the mistakes you amde and the ones you wish you never did make.
The wave crashing on the beach
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still can't believe it's not butter
6,978 posts
Location: Melbourne, Australia
still can't believe it's not butter
6,978 posts
Location: Melbourne, Australia
Posted:
previously, on star trek voyager..
previously, on star trek voyager..
Laugh Often, Smile Much, Post lolcats Always
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239 posts
Location: Laguna Beach, but i live in Denver, Colo, USA
239 posts
Location: Laguna Beach, but i live in Denver, Colo, USA
Posted:
(Please note that the following is copyrighted material)
Look at the woman over there
She wears her
bitemarks like jewelry
carefully placed by
the discerning eye of passion
she is not afraid of love
[ 13 June 2002, 17:09: Message edited by: Jade Lynx ]
(Please note that the following is copyrighted material)
Look at the woman over there
She wears her
bitemarks like jewelry
carefully placed by
the discerning eye of passion
she is not afraid of love
[ 13 June 2002, 17:09: Message edited by: Jade Lynx ]
We got the MikeZ in the house, woot!Glue the ham, hat baby!
member
382 posts
Location: Southampton
382 posts
Location: Southampton
Posted:
Cheesy one I wrote for my girlfriend:
You see it too, you smile at me,
We beckon for an eternity
Of time, a place for careless minds,
To change, and differ, like passing tides.
True Nature's course I enthrall to thee,
Trust not Fate and lead to she
Who does embark on Summer's play,
And blossoms with the spright of May.
For she is who i dream of here,
Across love's threshold, we shall be near
And then, together, in our own time,
Life starts to write the second line...
[Cue to throw up at my lovydovyness!!!]
Cheesy one I wrote for my girlfriend:
You see it too, you smile at me,
We beckon for an eternity
Of time, a place for careless minds,
To change, and differ, like passing tides.
True Nature's course I enthrall to thee,
Trust not Fate and lead to she
Who does embark on Summer's play,
And blossoms with the spright of May.
For she is who i dream of here,
Across love's threshold, we shall be near
And then, together, in our own time,
Life starts to write the second line...
[Cue to throw up at my lovydovyness!!!]
A conspiracy of silence speaks louder than words...
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557 posts
Location: The Underworld
557 posts
Location: The Underworld
Posted:
*coughs up a block of cheddar*
Only joking,.. thats beautiful
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*coughs up a block of cheddar*
Only joking,.. thats beautiful
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Az abouve, So below...
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member
577 posts
Location: Berlin, Germany
member
577 posts
Location: Berlin, Germany
Posted:
Wow, really excellent writing you guys. Thanks for sharing. I´m always amazed by what comes out of people when they express themselves creatively. It´s so cool!
Wow, really excellent writing you guys. Thanks for sharing. I´m always amazed by what comes out of people when they express themselves creatively. It´s so cool!
Beauty is the conscious sum of all our perversions.-Salvador DaliHope without action is hopeless.
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214 posts
Location: Manchester
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Location: Manchester
Posted:
OUR HASH.
WHICH ART ON OUNCES.
HALLOWED BE THE BUD.
YOU WILL BE ROLLED.
I WILL BE STONED.
HERE, AS IT IS IN THE DAM.
GIVE US THE J.
OUR DAILY SMOKE.
PROTECT US FROM HOT-ROCKS.
AND FORGIVE ALL WHO MAY HOT ROCK AGAINST US.
YOU ARE THE WEED, THE GRASS THE GANJA.
FOR EVER AND EVER.
AMEN.
OUR HASH.
WHICH ART ON OUNCES.
HALLOWED BE THE BUD.
YOU WILL BE ROLLED.
I WILL BE STONED.
HERE, AS IT IS IN THE DAM.
GIVE US THE J.
OUR DAILY SMOKE.
PROTECT US FROM HOT-ROCKS.
AND FORGIVE ALL WHO MAY HOT ROCK AGAINST US.
YOU ARE THE WEED, THE GRASS THE GANJA.
FOR EVER AND EVER.
AMEN.
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Location: the arms of the Ganja Goddess
1,551 posts
Location: the arms of the Ganja Goddess
Posted:
Amen.... Cough cough that was some good stuff man. *passes out*
Amen.... Cough cough that was some good stuff man. *passes out*
You. Its whats for dinner!
As time passes, you realise all the mistakes you amde and the ones you wish you never did make.
The wave crashing on the beach
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