:rofl: I hope you left him somewhere safe.
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I think it was in England...
Hey...lets get this going again. Respecting the Mod...I'll wait for her/his subject.
alinda's turn
Each time I look at you
Is this enough to get started then?:huglove:
I think so... And I'll start this show!
FUEL
Each time I look at you
I am amazed at how drunk I was that night!
Now I curse and resent the devils evil brew.
I cry for the mountains and rocks to fall upon me and end my plight.
Your once sultry whisper, now a horrid shriek.
My tears, now fuel for your fire
Once a peck, now a slap on the cheek.
Eyes clouded with hate, once eyes of sapphire
Wow, Jon. I didn't see that angle coming at all.
I'm still waiting for Jean to critique my Francois Villon Contest magnum opus posted upthread.
His King is dead, His army is defeated.
His city burns in ruin.
He stands watching helplessly.
Frozen in time and space.
He is unable to fix, the damage that has been done.
He can not claim a victory, this is a battle that has not been won
All hope is lost,
In the flames of his lost King.
His city lost, his army too,
And nothing he could ever do
He stands and watches
Tears burn his eyes
As the flames engulf,
what was left of his pride
His King is dead, His army is defeated
He walks away, shoulders slumped over
His feet drag in the ash,
that was once a beautiful city
That once had a king,
that once had an army,
that once protected his city
where people use to live in harmony
But now nothings left, but ash, regrets and loss
Oh, and only him
Don't forget about him
He is left to wallow in his sorrow
Of the greatest loss of all
He sat there and watched helpless
As the crimson king made the tower fall
Nice work, Jackie. :thumbsup:
Thanks Patrick :) It was all completly off the top of my , but I'm pretty happy with the finshed product.
Each time I look at you
I wonder if the love i see is true
Your known to lie,
Your know to deceive
So why on earth should i believe,
That your love is true?
Or that your heart is pure?
I sigh and wonder if i should walk through that door
Shall i take the chance?
And possibly the fall
Should i believe what you say?
Forgetting your past,
and your previous reputations
When i think about this i wonder
Is it even worth the fall?
Are you worth risking it all?
I hear sometimes, people change
But does that apply to a person like you?
I just have such a hard time
Believing your feeling are true
I look in your eyes
and i want to believe
But my heart doesn't let me
It reminds me you deceive
So this time I'll walk away
With my heart still intact
Because it and i have made a pact
To stick together
and not let you break us
because your known for just that
So with that said,
I’ll turn away
With out looking back
Because I’d rather not think
Of what we could have had
I AM NEW TO THIS SITE, AND TO THIS THREAD, SO I WILL ATTEMPT A RESPONSE TO THE FIRST LINE.
A Disposable Past
The King is dead, His army defeated.
Vanquished is his name.
Soil now rich with fallen Crimson,
King's blood springs life again.
Fallen are his minions.
Each one has met his fate.
The battlefield has quieted,
And only hell awaits.
Victory is ours,
Though bitter in the end.
Many lost along the way,
Like whispers in the wind.
This battle is eternal.
Our quest will never still.
A future of a thousand pasts,
For Ka is still a wheel.
Jeremy Gooch
Thanks,
I've written a few poems. Never written in this manner before, without spending anytime composing or editing, but its pretty fun.
I mainly write songs, as you can probably tell by rhythm and rhyming pattern.
Both are great poems, Jackie and Browning's Childe.
Wait, are we doing his king his dead or each time I look at you?
yes, because it was a brilliant line! http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k2...ear_tongue.gif
::scratches himself behind the ear::
actually, we are doing Each time I look at you. But if someone hasn't done any of the previous, they are very welcome to do so any time! http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k2.../0134-bear.gif
Ah, doesn't matter. I'm not feelin' it with either one anyway. :beat:
I'll wait for the next one. :)
Reality
Don't cry for me, cry for yourselves
For all your losses
Dreams, and hopes
The reality you knew
was nothing but a hoax
I wish I could tell you different
But that would be a lie
You’ll find out yourselves
On that day which you die
It was all a hoax
None but an illusion
Brought on by your mind
And mine
A story thought up
Although its very far
From once upon a time
Because once upon a time
Always ends with happily ever after
But after this you’ll see
Far from happy you’ll be
Reality is not what we see
It’s not what we breath
Not what we hear
And not what we touch
Our brain deceives us you see
This is a reality that will never be
It’s really a good one,
A trick I mean
For your brain to pull it off
And make you think
Your feeling reality
But the truth is, you see
There is no reality
Crap...I had a "The King is Dead" one ready.
With Jackie's permission, I'll put it in "Poetry, Dark and Light."
Jackie?