Poetry

[Vampyr]

Originally Posted by Dyflon

Watch out. The first few bosses are tough.

I know man, Im fighting one right now. It's the "guilt trip" boss.

[Vampyr]

Damn. I lost.

[Vampyr]

Ok, first of all, Im sorry for the triple post, but they have all been many hours a part, and no one else is posting anything. But here is another sonnett that I wrote today:

Bound to Her

Laughing devils in her eyes,
Screaming spiders running through her hair.
These dreams of mine cannot be lies,
They’ve caught me in her serpent snare.

Food to ash,
Drink to blood.
My mind breaks under the Lover’s lash,
My body drowns in Grief’s flood.

Bound to her,
No sleep till the day I die.
Bound to her,
No tears left to cry.

My soul screams for her each day,
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

How do you like it? eh? eh?

P.S. : Ace, would you post those two poems of yours that you gave us links to? The links wont take me to them. It shows me something about poetry, but your poems arent on there.

[Dylflon]

Originally Posted by Vampyr

Ok, first of all, Im sorry for the triple post, but they have all been many hours a part, and no one else is posting anything. But here is another sonnett that I wrote today:

Bound to Her

Laughing devils in her eyes,
Screaming spiders running through her hair.
These dreams of mine cannot be lies,
They’ve caught me in her serpent snare.

Food to ash,
Drink to blood.
My mind breaks under the Lover’s lash,
My body drowns in Grief’s flood.

Bound to her,
No sleep till the day I die.
Bound to her,
No tears left to cry.

My soul screams for her each day,
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

How do you like it? eh? eh?

P.S. : Ace, would you post those two poems of yours that you gave us links to? The links wont take me to them. It shows me something about poetry, but your poems arent on there.

Arrr. Nice poem. Still sounds like you're depressed. Are you? You better not be. Or else.

[The Germanator]

I wrote poems once,
Ya know, the soul searching kind,
haikus I like though.

[PureEvil]

Here's a haiku. I call it: Hammer

When the time is right
I will smash open your fat head
With my new hammer

Thank you.

[Dylflon]

Originally Posted by PureEvil

Here's a haiku. I call it: Hammer

When the time is right
I will smash open your fat head
With my new hammer

Thank you.

Doesn't haiku have to be 14 syllables?

[PureEvil]

Originally Posted by Dylflon

Doesn't haiku have to be 14 syllables?

Nope:

Marriam-Webster OnLine

Main Entry: hai·ku
Pronunciation: 'hI-(")kü
Function: noun
Inflected Form(s): plural haiku
Etymology: Japanese
Date: 1902
: an unrhymed verse form of Japanese origin having three lines containing usually 5, 7, and 5 syllables respectively; also : a poem in this form usually having a seasonal reference -- compare TANKA

[The Germanator]

I think your middle line may have 8 syllables... I (1) Will (2) Smash (3) Op-en (4,5) your (6) fat(7) head(8)

[PureEvil]

Originally Posted by The Germanator

I think your middle line may have 8 syllables... I (1) Will (2) Smash (3) Op-en (4,5) your (6) fat(7) head(8)

Heh, yeah, I noticed that, but apparently "open" is only one syllable.

The dictionary lists syllables with little ·'s, for example:

psy·cho·log·i·cal (5 syllables)
ca·tas·tro·phe (4 syllables)
com·put·er (3 syllables)
ham·mer (2 syllables)
...and so forth.

It's listing for open:
open (1 syllable)

Thus, it is 7.

[The Germanator]

Originally Posted by PureEvil

Heh, yeah, I noticed that, but apparently "open" is only one syllable.

The dictionary lists syllables with little ·'s, for example:

psy·cho·log·i·cal (5 syllables)
ca·tas·tro·phe (4 syllables)
com·put·er (3 syllables)
ham·mer (2 syllables)
...and so forth.

It's listing for open:
open (1 syllable)

Thus, it is 7.

Hmm, strange. I never really saw "open" as one syllable though I suppose it could work...those crazy dictionaries...

EDIT: When I looked at dictionary.com they had it listed as "o·pen" as in 2 syllables, so I dunno...

[Kitana85]

It's not that she was miserable,
or dreary everyday,
She did agree with life,
and yearned for it to stay,
yet all she really wanted was
to fly away.

In life she held the principals
the virtues of the day
she followed all directions,
and seldom did delay
but all she really wanted
was to fly away.

Away from all the troubles
That live around the block
Away from the door of time
Upon which fears that seemed to knock
It's not as if she feared another day
But all she really wanted
was to fly away.

Away from "I'm not good enough"
Away from "something more"
Away from "Can you help me,”
and an ever whispering roar,
Away from all the requests, she felt she must obey
Yes, all she really wanted
was to fly away.

To leave an open window
And open wide her wings
To stretch them to forever
And see what yonder brings
To see the stars in all their bright array
Indeed all she truly wanted
was to fly away.

To soar with the birds
And dive through the clouds
to feel silence and solace
above all the crowds
to feel the sun's life-giving, golden ray
To feel the beauty,
to simply fly away.

It was her soul's desire,
to be herself one day,
to be her only master
to do things her way
she needed her own person
to discover who she was
to have herself come first
away from all else, above
above all the confusion
above the rattles of the day
what she needed most
was to fly away.

No one understood,
or thought of what SHE had to say
until they looked around
and found she had flown away.

She flew where ere the wind took her,
Where she hoped she could find peace
She flew where she felt happy
Where she could find release
She never knew that she could feel this way
Until the day
She stretched her wings
and flew away.

[Vampyr]

Originally Posted by Kitana

It's not that she was miserable,
or dreary everyday,
She did agree with life,
and yearned for it to stay,
yet all she really wanted was
to fly away.

In life she held the principals
the virtues of the day
she followed all directions,
and seldom did delay
but all she really wanted
was to fly away.

Away from all the troubles
That live around the block
Away from the door of time
Upon which fears that seemed to knock
It's not as if she feared another day
But all she really wanted
was to fly away.

Away from "I'm not good enough"
Away from "something more"
Away from "Can you help me,”
and an ever whispering roar,
Away from all the requests, she felt she must obey
Yes, all she really wanted
was to fly away.

To leave an open window
And open wide her wings
To stretch them to forever
And see what yonder brings
To see the stars in all their bright array
Indeed all she truly wanted
was to fly away.

To soar with the birds
And dive through the clouds
to feel silence and solace
above all the crowds
to feel the sun's life-giving, golden ray
To feel the beauty,
to simply fly away.

It was her soul's desire,
to be herself one day,
to be her only master
to do things her way
she needed her own person
to discover who she was
to have herself come first
away from all else, above
above all the confusion
above the rattles of the day
what she needed most
was to fly away.

No one understood,
or thought of what SHE had to say
until they looked around
and found she had flown away.

She flew where ere the wind took her,
Where she hoped she could find peace
She flew where she felt happy
Where she could find release
She never knew that she could feel this way
Until the day
She stretched her wings
and flew away.

Most excellent poem.

[Ace195]

Hey so yeah. Can I use that on the website that I'm making I like that poem

[Kitana85]

if that was to me, then yeah... if you want my real name to credit it to, then PM me