Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
Unity.
My fingers have gone numb,
They're clamped so tightly,
Entwined in yours, so close it looks like one hand.
My lips are sore,
Red and bruised, and swollen,
From where your fierce kisses have attacked.
My eyes are aching,
Tears sliding down my cheeks,
Tears of passion, pain and perfect emotion.
My voice is quiet,
I can make no sound,
Silence screams more loudly than I ever could.
But it's not a fight,
There's nothing wrong.
It feels so right,
Goes on and on, and on.
Until;
It's over, we've reached the summit, forever together.
Breathing in unison,
Staring.
In stunned appreciation of the magic we create.
Heat,
Power,
Love.
Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
Thanks hun, we're getting better and better aren't we? My personal favourite out of all of mine is this one;
Vampyr
Darkness alights, suffocating the skies,
Time stands still once more.
I walk alone, sounds sweep over me,
No wind, nothing touches my pale skin.
I try to recall the sun on my face,
Impossible, a far away place,
Where the warmth was once felt.
I shiver, more a reaction to lack of memory,
For I feel not a thing, clinically dead.
Eternity ahead,
I long to breathe again, to inhale the sweet aromas of life.
To taste something other than death.
Acceptance is my next step,
My fate sealed as I roam the Earth.
But I am strength personified,
For I am the undead, nor alive, it's a confusing state.
I know not what runs through my veins,
Nor do I care,
I am neither here nor there,
Always in one place and yet in another.
I walk on.........
And out of yours, I really love this one;
Daddy...
Why’d you have to leave me?
Why couldn’t you stay alive to see
What I have become for you?
You’ve been with me all the way through
But now you’re gone
To the Underworld you have flown...
Daddy...
Why can’t we return the days
When we used to laugh and play?
We’d swirl around the bend
I prayed to God it would never end.
Now I have my restless nights
Without you there to remind me of the light
Daddy...
I wish you were alive now
Maybe I would not be so down
Now all my fears seem so near
Sometimes I can’t even see you clear
You are there in my dreams
But I always seem to return to reality
Daddy...
I know that you’re with me in my heart
And that’s what keeps me on day and night
But I would like to say, Daddy,
That I have met some awfully nice friends
And our loyalty has no ends
So Daddy...
I miss you still
And you always have a special spot to fill
In my heart and in my mind
But now I think I can move on fine
But I will always remember the night
When you reminded me of the light....
I don't recall seeing that, or any of the others written after 'Vampyr' on page 5. They're wonderful!! I'm really pleased with this thread, kind of amazed at the reaction actually
Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
WooHoo!! We're sexy little chica's now
Right, I'm thinking of writing up my freestyling in here, the stuff I wrote when I battled with Underfeat aaaages ago. I know it's not poetry, but it's still an art form, and I want to have it somewhere I can find it. Because, well, I'm kinda proud of it
It kicks off about halfway down the first page and finishes up at the end of the second, I think. Short battle, but I did whoop his "Underfeated" @ss
And I know I said I was just gonna write the stuff up myself, but I'm lazy. And honest.
For those of you who don't think Freestyling is an art form, that's fine. But I think Rap/Freestyle is to Poetry what Graffiti is to Art. Make of that what you will.
Yea no its cool. I am just saying that when you write i think it is good to write about the good things and bad things. To even things out. I write about pain all the time..but lately I notice other things too. Thats all I am saying
Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
Reflections
I gaze into the abyss,
Entranced by the sight, in stunned surprise.
I see skin tone,
I see flecks of colour in the eyes.
I see each tiny strand of hair,
So perfectly detailed,
And I wonder if everyone sees what I see there.
I reach up and touch my cheek,
To wipe away the glistening, salty wetness residing,
To cleanse the image,
Make it pretty,
Make it right,
To uncover whatever may be hiding.
Then I stop, and I drop,
My hand.
How can I make you understand?
It's exactly how I imagined it to be.
It's Me.
KMC Community Forums
Jul 7th, 2004 02:46 PM
Loving the new sig as well, you little minx 
