Poems by.............me.

[cereal_killer]

wey u have some serious skills for writing poems
well done                    

[PyroSlasher]

I think theyre cool.That first one real mad.
Take a look at this:

Psychosis

This is the last time I'll ever feel sad.
I gave it all,all that I had.
But the pain that I always went through
never for once matter to you.
So with a rope round my neck I take a fall,
the final step to end it all.
I'm gasping for air,drifting out of life,
and now I wonder...was my choice right?
Too late to take my decision back,
Cause it's all over,now everything's black.

Chorus:
It's your fault that I have died.
Your guilt is the only reason you cry.
Why act so sad?You never did care....
What should trouble you is that I'm still here!

Your waking up in the middle of the night,
shakeing with uncontrollable fight.
You can't sleep,you can't get rest,
your slipping into a state of psychosis.
You sit up in bed and through the light of the moon,
you can see objects moving across the room.
You think your falling apart bit by bit,
you figure that your looseing your grip.
You cant explain why,it's just what you see,
but the actual fact is that this is all real.

Chorus.

You hold your head and can't stop screaming.
Your under the impression the room's spinning.
Finally,it's your time to pay!
You feel your feet slip away.
You've tripped through the glass,your falling down.
The last thing you remember is hitting the ground...
But you feel no pain and ease open your eyes,
look around and to your surprise
see me and ask "How can I see you?"
"That's simple..."I reply"..It's because your dead too!"

Chorus x2                    

[Nebuchadnezzar]

Pyro thas a song... but cool anyways
u ppl should stop being so depressed, like the Goth kids form southpark                    

[Reaper2051]

uh wut does that have to wit my poems NEB!?                    

[Zero-X]

Betrayal…


Like murderers, thieves, psychos and others…
People have a way of eyeing you down…
Watching your every step, observing your every move…
Waiting patiently to stab you in the back…
Especially those close to you in life…
When you think there are your friends…
But in reality, are your worst enemies…

They perceive to be kind, whilst they manipulate your mind…
Filling it with lies and deceit, fooling you at every turn…
Knowing that you do not realize this makes it more entertaining to them…
They are cruel and cunning, sneaky in every way…
They will leave you on the ground and walk over you as if you were dead…
Not caring about how you feel, or about your life…

You offer them your trust, and they toss it away like garbage…
You give them your kindness, and they return with hatred…
You try generosity, and they take it for granted…
You contribute words of advice, and they spit it back in your face…
What will you do?? What can you do?? Will you even do anything??
When they betray you, the stab on your back will remain as a memory…

But there is an exception to this, if you are willing to risk it…
For there are some people in the world that can return your trust ten fold…
But they are difficult to find, especially in this day and age, a good friend…
One you can rely on, to share your pain with, and your darkest secrets…
Can you take the risk?? Will you take the risk??
The choice is yours and yours alone to make…
The only thing is, if it’s the right choice, or the wrong choice…



               Life…
The first stage…Birth, when you are created…
Life is there for the taking, and you are there to grasp it…
You accept what is truth and what is false…
You are bedridden in the tiny mass called your body…
For a long period of time, you are a toddler…
You can’t speak, or move, but you understand…
And so begins your journey through your so called life…

The second stage…Adolescence, when you progress to your teens…
You are a damp sponge, absorbing anything and everything around you…
You mingle with creatures of your likeness, your peers, your friends…
You seek popularity from all, no matter what the consequence…
Influenced by the reality of the world, you begin to change…
In both mind, body and soul…for the world can change your very being…
On one hand, you become the innocent, the protector, but on the other…
You become the hated, the despised, the criminal, the abomination of society…It all depends on the choice you make…

The third stage…Adulthood, the retribution of your mistakes…
As your life progresses…you tend to realize what went wrong…
How your life changed in an instant…how you’ve done so many things…
Some that are memorable…some that are not…
And yet you have the urge to reconcile with the past and move on…
But the question is…would you feel more assured?
Or twice as disappointed and ashamed as before…

The fourth stage…Death, in many forms can take when the time comes…
There are many ways he can take you to the underworld, for he decides it…
You can grow old, wilting away the years until he comes for you…
Or you end your own misery with suicide and call upon him to take you…
No matter what you do, when the time comes, he lays his icy hands on you.
To carry you to the other side…where you spend an eternity in happiness…
Or to prepare you for your next and unknown journey through life…                    

[QDizzle]

HERE IS D ONLY POEM I REMEMBER FROM SCHOOL

The Moth,
eath cloth.

Talk of the Tamrinds {Middle page}                    

[Reaper2051]

A Broken Promise

Entering the room
walls covered with riddles
a body lies on the bed
blood flowing from the wrists

What madness caused this?
What possessed her to commit such an act?
A note is found by the blade
Explaining the reason why she did this

He sits in the corner
tears run down his face
Guilt fits his persona
HE is responsible for this

The authorities arrive and begin to question him
He shows them the note that was left behind
He says it was his fault
Leaving the room he goes home

Entering his house, he sits and ponders
'I Failed' he whispers, 'I've failed her'
He looks over his shoulder at the picture
The dead girl was his sister...



Falling from Grace

Clouds fill the blue sky
the bright sun glows from afar
green fields welcome your family
warmth from above soothes your soul

Time flies when having fun
running around with your children
your wife smiles happily
it is a joyous time for you

An eerie darkness creeps up on you
black clouds cover the blue sky
rain drizzle dampening the fun
it begins to pour then more and more

Ghosts from the past appear
scared at the sight of old loved ones
your family begins to doubt you
guilty of infidelity surrounds you

They disappear from your sight
you are all alone
guilt keeps you company
you have fallen from grace..


Raped Emotions

Darkness engulfs my soul
torn apart by someone I knew so close
kicked to the curve never to return
betrayed be the one whom i called 'family'

Wondering what next to do
broken-hearted after being abandoned
nowhere to go, no one to turn to
all alone in the darkness

The light that guides me is gone
fear grips my soul and holds on tightly
I am afraid, I am afraid of being alone
death comes near for the coldness of my breath i can see

Sitting in the corner
feeling cold
feeling lonely
this room is my shelter

Facing reality
facing facts
I did f**k up
I lost everyone


If y'all think my poems are too dark thats too bad im a dark writer and im good at it...                    

[Reaper2051]

If y'all think my poems are too dark thats too bad im a dark writer and im good at it...                    

[Reaper2051]

Fatal Error

Failure is common
fear is known
pain is there
dreams are filled with suffering

Death is with all of us
face it with courage
and you will survive
or you will die

Music keeps you company
books boggle your mind
supplies for the long journey
you are safe for the time being

Wolves howl in the middle of the night
your slumber is disturbed
you awaken to the sounds of darkness
your only weapon is the faith in your soul

Growling is heard in the distance
they approach quietly and from all around
sweat drips from your face
they've come for you

Fire from the campsite is re-lit
they appear in a pack
circling their pray
unbeknownst to them that you were waiting

One attack from the front
another from behind
dodging both only to be knocked down
fighting for your life

Scurrying from defeat to lick their wounds
you wait for the second wave
sleeping with one eye open
the rest of the night is peaceful

Morning has arrived you
you get ready to leave
the growling is heard again
turning around to notice that you are outnumbered

Slowly stepping back
slowly they walk towards you
stalking you
you finally make your mistake

Trapped in a ravine
nowhere to run
they surround you again
no way to escape

Admiiting defeat
you get down on your knees
you start to pray as they pounce on you
you are now their meal.......


Come on ppl i need more comments or reviews to keep me goin.........                    

[New Era Outlaw]

For some reason, I didn't really fancy the Fatal Error poem as much as the others you put up. It just lacks something that I can't quite put my finger on. I'm sure you intended to add the elements of fear and suspense in your poem, but the storybook feel to it somewhat neutralises the emotions you tried to put forward. Sorry.

By the way, try not to pull a quadruple post again, all right?
I've merged the topics so they don't take up so much space on the Board.
If you want comments or reviews on your poems, just be patient, and they will come, don't worry, just as long as you keep writing.
In the meantime, pay attention to how many times this thread has been looked at (Views), not how many responses you get. That's the number you should be looking at. It gives a more accurate description of just how many people took a look at your poems. If it's a lot, then many people took a peek at your writing, so give yourself a pat on the back!

Just keep writing and people will be inspired to return the favour.
If you just dangle and wait for responses, they mightn't come, because no new stuff has been added the last time they were here. So write, and be patient, responses should come about sonner or later.