poetry by me

Started by thorncrawler10 pages

Temet Nosre

A flower dies
Does any one cry
A raindrop falls
A wasted body, a wasted trip, a wasted cycle
Where does it lead, where does it begin?

Silence, what is louder?
Darkness, What is brighter?
A shadow, a nothing, moving across a wall
Inspires, captivates and confuses

A torch, a spotlight darkening what is dark enough
Mystifying what is already strange
An orb floating drifting swaying
I mean what else can it do stuck up there

omg i was crying before i read this and no i cant stop...its beutiful

sorry for making you cry more!

no it was good

wow thats soooo goood!!!!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hey torncrawler like your sig!!!

I'VE GOT ANOTHER!!!!

Night sneaks by as quick as it can.
For it shall have the birden of doom.
No sounds are heard throughout the world.
For tonight is the night of doom.

This special night once a year.
The witches come out and play.
For it's the night of Halloween.
Monsters come by day.

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Originally posted by Orlando Bloom03
Hey torncrawler like your sig!!!

i made it and his avy

Very cool... Can't talk now I'm at school!!!

OMG!!!!!!!!!!

Can you make me an avy...I like Orlando Johnny and my name in it to... if you could I would be sooooooooooo happy!!!

ill ask arwene for those pics so it will match okay

The Darkworld
I sit here in my cold world of darkness
i sit imprisoned and i dont know why
I lay awake in silence at night and cry
sometimes i find myself in prayer, down on my knees
I prayer for a kind heart witha peaceful soul
To release me andlet me walk free.
This prison is a lonely one, I know not who keeps it
The only sounds i hear are echoes,
echoes of my crying and the mumbles when i pray
I wonder if god cannot reach me in this cold and dark world
These walls are so thick, i cant feel his hand upon me
The darkness in this world is never ending
I find no light and i feel no warmth.
I have not eaten for so long
and i drink the water that flows around me
I'll be here waiting for eternity
until my body dies or my soul ecapes
this is my cold world of darkness
This is my darkworld, made for my suffering soul

His World - The Darkworld

I saw a small shed in the middle of this field so i decided to have a look inside
it had a small window and the room inside was pitch black and in the corner a figure moved
i wasnt afraid just intrigued to find out who this figure was
i got my sleeve to wipe the window clean but it was hard to see
i banged on the window and screamed for him to look at me
but my cries fell upon unheard ears
I ran around to find a door but it was locked
somehow i knew i had to save this thing from this darkness
As i tried to fight the door handle it opened just like there that
And there on the other side was a image of a man with eyes so deep
he held out his hand and said "come with me, i want to show you something"
Once inside the door locked, i was trapped inside but i felt at ease
"Welcome to my world" he said with a half grin
"This is your world but why its so cold and dark"
"I know it aint much" he replied "But its home"
I pointed to my land and said "Thats home not this darkness"
"THAT" he said with an evil laugh "That gave me pain"
"But its still home" I replied to him
"Not for me it aint.....it offers me pain there, here i feel none"
I looked at him with tears in my eyes...
"Dont cry for me.......I 'm happy here no one can hurt me"
"But you will die here in this world of darkness"
"Maybe..........but at least you found me"
With those world i was back in my world. the sun was shining
But instead of being happy my heart ached for the guy in the darkworld

Bravo.....Ya thanx for trying to make me the avy...!!!

i have your avy

heres it

White Lady; You'r poems are really great; actually more than great...they're perfect.