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Alldemay Black's Poems i have no name i have no fame death is my revise i long for things the rest past by death is my only rise i'll leave my eyes i'll leave my heart tomorrow at the sun rise to long to wait so long our ties but death is our demise. all my writing is dark when it comes to poems. :storm: |
for those who are in my forum he'll never leave my side, this will seem familliar to you: I see what other don't in you I know what others forgot about you My heart is heavy though you are near Why can't I be close to you I want to hold you in my arms I want to be there when you wake in the morning Your soft skin like roses Eyes of light Voice of an angel I'll never leave your side thus starts the stalker poems. :lol: |
very good!!!! :up: |
all have a likeness none are the same tho they're not foe no help will you gain shot by the devil watched by the lord tomorrow is coming tho no soul has scored today we sit here at night we will cry the inoccent sit while some inoccent die your familiar is broken your heart striped and undone tomorrow the bell toll will tell you who's won the war may be over or just might have begun the will of one nation will pull the trigger on the gun |
wow, very nice poems I give you 2 thumbs up :up: :up: i'd give you more, but I only have 2 thumbs! |
cool very cool. i love them, very very good. i love your siggy too, btw. |
could you would you think he's hot maybe shouldn't got to stop hurt you break you couldn't be mustn't couldn't can not be feel a chlill he just touched me yelling screaming all in my head broken torn down wish i were dead loves her hurts her won't leave me be wants to take her get away from me gallop run fast he's still behind grabed and threatend is there still time three lilttle numbers 911 speaking please hold time i have none address pourpose he gonna kill me where are you miss.... in my dreams, where i should be |
loving it loving it! nice job! |
he has five but i've got ten he said now but i know when he wants to fight but i know he'll lose he wants to drink but i hold the booze he says he hates me i said he can stand he thinks i'm losing but i know he's not a man he thinks he knows me but i don't know myself he wants to kill me cause i have his wealth he lost the bet and i won the gain he will die tomarrow while i win the game he says he loves me but i say nothing in turn he has betrayed me, now i watch him burn |
:flowersmile: :flowersmile: :flowersmile: :flowersmile: WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
1 he sees the star 2 he knows 3 i want his heart 4 not how it goes 5 he will leave tomorrow 6 i won the bet 7 did you see his eyes 8 it's not time yet 9 do you belive 10 miracels die 11 i think he saw you 12 bell one, now the birds can fly occ: makes sence to me, how about you? |
This isn’t my room These things on the wall are strange to me These walls are strange to me Why are they black when they were once pale purple? My Mother loves purple; now look at my walls My dresser, once lined with stuffed animals, is now covered in heavy mail and chains The poster and banner of Harry Potter is now replaced by a sword rack and Nickleback The scent of lavender and butterfly garden that used to float here are now gone Is that iron or blood I smell in the air A large bat is pinned to the wall, headless, with OZZY stamped on the wing The carpets are black and dark red unlike the light blue carpet that was once here As I look at myself in the large black ivory mirror I see myself I’m as dark as the room There once big smile, bright eyes and colorful clothing are gone Replaced by a stern face, dark eyes, and black-as-night robes What happened to me, when did I change? The sound of a heartbeat booms from my radio and as I listen the door swings open My sister is standing in the doorway “What happened?” she says, a noticeable tremble in her voice. “Who are you?” As she runs from the room I drop to the floor and feel hell’s hands grasp me I listen as the heartbeat dies in the night |
occ: this actually happened to me, no jokes I see him out of the corner of my eye He’s standing there, staring at me For some reason, those dark black eyes make me feel weary Something’s coming; I can feel it in my heart He walks to the scrap pile of wood His long black hair blowing through the air He sifts through the pieces delicately removing a square piece from the bin with his strong hands His eyes gaze upon me once more as he walks towards the table saw He turns it on eagerly and as the blade whirls It casts its threatening reflection across his pale skin Everyone’s watching now Intently following his gestures as he carefully moves the board in the form of an unknown shape He hits the power button and the song of the blade dies We see him angrily rubbing the wood with sand paper as hard as he can with his soft ringed hands He lunges for the wood burner and scrawls gingerly with his right hand where a definite burn mark is shown He picks up the wood and walks toward me, those intense black eyes beautiful and gleaming And hands me the heart with the raven in the middle of a rose ring After he gives me a peck on the cheek, he leaves The bell has run to change classes |
I have lived here, in this town, for some time And I’ve walked this path in this place, in this line Of all of the year, one thing’s surely mine The woods where I live, I’m home. The wind in my face, the air I can taste The life that I live sublime No matter what sign, what plane, what time It’s here in the woods, I’m home. Away from traffic, pollution and lime Away from the past, before present and time Where I get away, all alone and it’s completely mine The woods where I live, I’m home. |
occ: this one almost took place but i helped the guy out and he didn't get in trouble or hurt anyone. I REMEMBER BUT I FORGET WHY I remember how they teased you but I forget why they did it I remember how you were stronger then but I forget why you turned weak I remember you were angry and you told me but I can’t remember my reaction to your pain I remember you showed me the gun but I forget why I didn’t take it from you I remember their bloody bodies on the floor but I don’t remember I didn’t cry when they took you away Because your eyes were as black as your heart |
In the dark he flashes a mad smile In the light, a solemn grin In the dark, he shift those mad eyes on you In the light, he barely makes eye contact In the dark, you can hear his shrill screeching In the light, you hear his timid whistle In the dark, he feasts on human flesh and blood In the light, he asks them out for lunch (for a sandwich) In the dark, he is a demon In the light, he is my father |
I worry when I get a cough I worry when it gets worse I worry when my head starts to hurt I worry when I go to the doctor I worry when he gives me the diagnosis I worry when he says surgery I worry when I get to the hospital I worry when they sedate me I worry when I go under the knife I worry that I might not wake up again |
I heard them arguing in the dining room and got a sinking feeling I heard the slapping and punching blows that came from him to her I heard the sound of the glass chandelier hitting the floor and her one shrill scream I heard the police sirens outside and the sounds of his frightened footsteps quickly retreating I heard the sickening dripping as blood seeped from under the door I heard the cops yell, “We’ve got him cornered! There’s no place for him to go!” I heard the guns go off as they shot him to his end I heard the smack and thud of his body hitting the ground I heard the preacher speak of her and the crying of her family I thought I heard her say, “Why didn’t you help me?” as they put her in the ground |
:shifty: :shifty: :shifty: :shifty: if this is getting kinda wierd feel free to tell me and i'll lighten up... for a day :shifty: :shifty: :shifty: :shifty: |
definitely not wierd - amazing is more like it! nice job, keep working! |
Good job they have meaning! mmmmm.... :oreo: |
all of these are really good :kirby: |
I absolutley love your poems. I'm an accomplished & published writer and believe me when I tell you that you definatley have potential. Keep up your awesom work and never ever lose your edge that you have! :flowersmile: |
^ yeah i totally agree with my poetic partner right above me here! except i'm not published - yet. well i have one poem coming up in the next international library of poetry books, but wateva! |
ok heres on that isn't really like the rest but still me ok. its only in my mind he looked at me and blew me a kiss its only in my mind he grabed my hand and held my waist its only in my mind he's kissing me i taste his lips its only in my mind that we are sharing this love filled kiss its only in my mind his hair waves like an angels wings its only in my mind he's graceful like a royal king its only in my mind his heart in filled with thoughts of me its only in my mind that this is so ment to be its only in my mind he looked at her insted of me its only in my mind he held her close like he holds me its only in my mind he touched her, thats not close to me its only in my mind he kissed her right in front of me its only in my mind his best friend is here to comfort me its only in my mind he thinks i and him are ment to be its only in my mind i love him more the he ever loved me its only in my mind this new boy is here for me |
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