Originally posted by Jedireaper
It's been a while... Hey everyone.[b]KMC Legends
Years tick by; and Legends
Both young and old, have
Passed through our commune.
Heralded by the memories;
Stories and rumours.
One quote or another.
In time they have gone.
Forgotten. Locked away in
Archives of the past.
And Yet;
There is hope.
New Legends are born;
Joining the ranks of those few
Privileged. Because
In our own rights;
We all, are
Legends.-Kevin Traynor (Jedireaper)
By the time I finished this peom, I think it had changed almost completely. A rather ugly reentry for me. [/B]
I am still here 😂 just not very often. its nice. dont be so hard on yourself kev.
Trapped
I honestly feel like I am in a box;
Trapped,
Surrounded,
Claustrophobic and closed in.
I find it hard to breathe;
Air is stuffy,
Humid,
And uncomfortably warm.
Like being under the ocean;
The need to break the surface,
The need for air to breathe,
The need to live.
And yet I am trapped within this box;
Like the Doctor;
A Timelord;
A Mad man in a box.
I can't think straight;
My mind reacting illogically,
Freaking out at this cramped cell,
Screaming to be released.
"I'm trapped."
-Kevin Traynor (Jedireaper)
Okay so my last poem was an odd one, but hey, it's a start! Anyway...
Indecisive
Falling.
Falling.
Or am I?
Neither moving,
Nor staying put.
Not quite going anywhere,
And not quite staying still either.
Like having a choice of two paths;
And not being able to settle upon a one.
I just dawdle about neither coming or going.
I am indecisive.
-Kevin Traynor (Jr)
I like to make believe I'm famous and I'm writing to another famous poet, and the world is jizzing itself at our dialogue.
Ode to you...
Ode to you, dear little one;
May you smile smiles of joy.
May your heart be filled with
Love, and warmth.
May your eyes see only
Caring, love and happiness.
Ode to you, little twinkle;
Held high up in the sky.
May you feel so free and safe.
That our love holds you up
To see the heavens above.
Tell us what you see? Tell me.
Ode to you, bright sparkle
In the night. Shine your love
Upon us. Show us how happy
You are. Tell me you are
Not afraid. Because our
Love will keep you safe.
Ode to you, my child;
The sparkle in your Daddy's
gaze. The emerald in your
Mummy's heart. May you
Be granted great strength
From our deep love for you.
Ode to you, our baby Jayna;
"Bringer of victory". May you
Be granted success in what ever
You choose. May life be merry,
And rich, and fulfilling. A life filled with
Hope, tenderness, and good memories.
May love, and hope guide your path
Through life. May you be happy,
And joyful. Because we; your Mummy
And I, love you very very much.
And I... we, want you to know and
Share that love forever.
Our little sparkle.
-Kevin Traynor
Dedicated to Jayna Marie, our beautiful baby girl! Her Daddy's little sparkle.
Can I Say It
Can I tell you,
Tell you how I feel?
Can I whisper my words,
Whisper them sweetly in your ear?
Can I write it,
Write it on a note for your eyes to read?
Can I touch you,
Stroke the words lovingly against your skin?
Can I kiss you,
Passionately send you my message?
Can I say it?
Can I tell you,
I love you.
-Kevin Traynor
Dedicated to someone I miss a lot... A woman who I am not even sure I am allowed to tell her I love her, any more...
My first poetic (some might say pathetic) entry of 2012.
This one, another entry hot on the heels of the first... explaining how I feel right now... enjoy.
It Hurts
Stabbed.
Hurt, betrayed
A dagger with a serrated edge
Plunges through my heart.
Distraught, panic
I can feel the cold metal
The jagged edges tearing my flesh.
Scared, alone
My heart is torn from my chest, skewered
Held high as it beats itself to death.
Fear, agony
I watch the blood drip to the floor
Small blotches of life drying to dust.
Hatred, despair
I fall to me knees unable to understand
My heat suffering it's last beat.
Anger, rage
I am betrayed in the light of day
My heart slides from the blade and falls to the ground.
I scream in pain, pure rage and anger at the loss.
It hurts.
- Kevin Traynor
What ever you do... don't ask.
The Screams series is back by popular demand... after a three year and three month gap, though why I have no idea... just bored I guess. 😛
The Screams VII
Demonic creatures arise from sleep,
Eye's glowing red with hunger seek;
Silent whispers of mankind's defeat,
Few weary survivors on their feet.
The moon casts shadows of silver zeal;
Survivors running before they keel,
Fatigued and hungry life unreal,
Shrieking horrors right on their heels.
Leapers pounce for panicked prey;
Dog-like creatures howling, gleefully gay,
Jubilant at their catch of the day,
Survivors run, no time to pray.
The survivors cornered, no place to run;
Turning to fight - "This won't be fun..."
Drawing swords, bats, sticks, and guns,
The musical sound of death's begun.
The sun brings warmth to the battle scene;
One lone determined and bloodied being,
Drops his blood stained bat, not seeing,
Eye's squinted through golden gleaming.
The man, sighs with a heavy heart;
Once friends and family now dead, and stark,
Nothing but searching left to start,
For more survivors of the dark.
The screams.
-Kevin Traynor
Okay, so this started out as something completely different, and is the first in the The Screams series to directly mention another creature I created for the Hazmat RP (Leapers), besides the Screams which never actually appeared in the series properly in the end, but once it had a heading I knew it would be the next entry into my boring poem series. Yes I know... there is such a thing as beating something to death, but I still enjoyed writing it and doing my best to keep lines fresh. I hope you enjoyed it, please comment.
With All My Broken Heart
My life is in pieces at the moment.
Everything feels unreal, like a dream.
I wish it was. I am lost, and alone.
I am anguished by this pain I feel.
The wound on my heart tearing my
Soul. Y'know love is a funny
thing, it tricks you into falling
Into it's sandtrap, and it is
So hard to scramble out again.
The one I love has slipped
From me. I have lost her.
I was always going to lose her.
I never deserved someone
Like her. She is amazing in
Every way. A day does not go by
That I don't miss her. A day does
Not go by that I don't wish
Things could have been different.
My heart is screaming in pain.
The loss of someone who I
Held so dear, it's like losing a
Life. It's like watching someone
Die. Even writing this now,
There are tears in my eyes.
I don't blame her, I never truly did,
I made my mistake. It is my fault.
And now I have to deal with
The consequences. I...
I love you, always have and
Always will, till the day I die,
The day I am burned to ashes.
You, and my daughter will be
In my heart, knowing you were
Better off without me. I really miss
Your smile, your eyes, your
Companionship. But you shall
Be smiling for another man.
I understand.
But I shall always love you,
With all my broken heart.
-Kevin Traynor
More letter than poem, dedicated to... Well... The one I love, with all my heart. The one I lost. The one I think of every day. A farewell, perhaps... I just wish it weren't so.
If I gave you a single rose petal;
What you consider it to be?
Would it be a piece of my heart?
Would it be part of perhaps further
Rose petals that I would give you
Throughout the day?
Would it be a token of my love?
Would this petal represent
I dunno, love - happiness?
Does it matter?
You are looking at a trail of
A dozen rose petals. Would
You follow where they lead?
Would you pick them up as
You go? Would you find me
At the end?
I give you a rose to
Celebrate this day. Enjoy
A day you have not enjoyed before.
Why? Because I love you.
-Kevin
This poem has no title... quite unusual for me.
Opinions appreciated...
Endless Struggle
Death and destruction lay waste
To my heart, tearing soul asunder and
Searing the pain and loneliness into my
Burning forever.
Tormented by love and lost,
What might be, what could have been.
Potential stolen before given the chance
to grow, to bloom. Left lying a blood
dripping corpse. Frozen by the cold of night.
Darkness nothing but a cage, a house a
Prision cell. Snow stained by my seeping wounds
from the blades of the many. Flesh torn. Dark eyes
upon me. Left on stained snow ground. Even now it
Hurts, the pain seethes like a storm.
But with the last ounce of strength I drag myself from
That hell. Stumbling aimlessly through the endless
Night, until I find what ever it is my journey searches for I
Continue on this endless struggle.
-Kevin Traynor
Originally posted by Jedireaper
Opinions appreciated...[b]Endless Struggle
Death and destruction lay waste
To my heart, tearing soul asunder and
Searing the pain and loneliness into my
Burning forever.Tormented by love and lost,
What might be, what could have been.
Potential stolen before given the chance
to grow, to bloom. Left lying a blood
dripping corpse. Frozen by the cold of night.Darkness nothing but a cage, a house a
Prision cell. Snow stained by my seeping wounds
from the blades of the many. Flesh torn. Dark eyes
upon me. Left on stained snow ground. Even now it
Hurts, the pain seethes like a storm.But with the last ounce of strength I drag myself from
That hell. Stumbling aimlessly through the endless
Night, until I find what ever it is my journey searches for I
Continue on this endless struggle.-Kevin Traynor [/B]
I like most how your sentences continue the subsequent line...as if they're trudging on as well.
Your work seems more mature. Not in the content, but your voice. It marks improvement. But continue on this endless struggle...
Coincidentally I too recently finished an "endless struggle" poem. I'll post it, post haste