Fewmets Poem's

by Fewmets Mon Aug 10, 2009 5:08 am

I am going to post the first in a series of poems I'm going to be writing. this first one is a little dark but I plan to write some lighter ones as well. Please post you're thought's on it. I don't know what to put it in so I'll just put it as a quote.

She stares at us. Her eyes are open, not seeking, not caring not truly looking. We are nothing to Her.
We bow before Her. We have no choice. Our eyes glaze. We fall under Her spell. We are one with It.
The Pain. She makes us aware, thoughtful. She is an old friend. We welcome her. We love her.

As some of you may know I suffer from some Chronic Pain issues and this was written during one of my spikes. This has inspired me to do some other writing. Can't let Darkwulfv have all the fun, now can we?

by **Myre** Mon Aug 10, 2009 5:37 am

I don't know if Dark is even writing anymore. And before anyone expects any criticism or anything out of me, I am one of the dullest fuckers out there when it comes to poetry. Even after Fewmets explained the Chronic pain thing, I still don't get the poem. :/

by **darkwulfv** Mon Aug 10, 2009 6:15 am

I am indeed still writing, just at a slower pace. Things have been hard lately, so writing my story isn't top priority right now. Sad

by Fewmets Mon Aug 10, 2009 3:02 pm

Myre. This poem is trying to explain pain as a cruel mistress. one who helps you, by hurting you.

by Fewmets Fri Aug 14, 2009 5:46 am

NEW POEM (#2):

this one isn't as good but.....

here goes....

Deaths warm embrace wraps over us. We can hear the silence. But it is not yet our time. We rush back.

The blazing sound of explosion after explosion echo’s in our ears. Metal comes flying down tubes of metal. We cannot escape it.

We can’t have death but our loved ones can’t avoid it. Give it to us. We wish for the madness to stop.

They were to be our saviors, the red white and blue, they have no right to this land but they take it from us.

What kind of creatures are they with only four limbs and one head. Barbarians is what they are.

by Fewmets Mon Aug 24, 2009 4:26 pm

2 new ones.

We are running through Eternity.
Life is Infinity.
I am both beginning and end,
Start and Finish,
Alpha and Omega.
I am the Loop.
Life and Death.

They grow on us,
Multiply like a cancerous sore.
we try to blow them off,
or smite them with thunder and lightning.
They keep Killing us. Keep building.
We die.
___________
Gaia's dead.
We mourn, crying tears of hot plasma.
Our sadness deepens, compresses.
We explode in anger.

Sol has avenged Terra's death

these were wrote first day back in class.

by Fighter_Wolf Mon Aug 24, 2009 5:16 pm

Good poems, Few, but the nature faggotry pisses me off.

Let mankind grow. We don't consume. We subsume. We make it part of ourselves. We become the world, and it us. Lines fade. Mankind rises to the stars, and where is Mother Earth?

Not gone, but there with us. A part of us. We can be greater than any planet. But not when we feel that we owe allegiance to an inanimate object.

So I definitely have to disagree with that last one.

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