|
|
| What do you really want my to put here? |
| Poems |
|
0% |
[ 0 ] |
| Storys |
|
0% |
[ 0 ] |
| Music Lyrics! |
|
0% |
[ 0 ] |
| Anything good... |
|
100% |
[ 2 ] |
| Nothing get lost...[Me: Kitty! This person is mean! T.||] |
|
0% |
[ 0 ] |
|
| Total Votes : 2 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 12:23 am
Welcome to my little nook, This is where I'll put some of my work. I adore comments, and would love to get them, I may also put some of my Band lyrics in here, if Kitty doesn't mind. Lol, I hope not.
Anywho here I go.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 12:35 am
_Poems_ Poems are my way of expressing something that I can't really get out when I sing. Most of my poems actully turn into lyrics sooner or later. I love to right, and my teachers always injoy my writing, Thought most of the time It's glumy. I take Edgar Allen Poe as my insperation. This poem was dedecated to my mother. Who was lost in her lonley world when she was a little girl, She was beat, and only one night when her father was asleep the cops came to save her, but instead she ran away, and only ten years later was found on the streets by her drunk father once more, who actully raped her. She only found salvation when my father, a youngster on his way back from work saw what the man known as my Grandfather was doing to her, and he stabed him with a piece of broken glass. My mom was so happy that she was saved, and she has been in love with my father ever since.
Even in heaven I know there both together.
Sleep the night
Sleep the night,
In your bed so tight,
Snug like a bug,
In your infested rug.
I sleep alone,
And in my sleep,
I see a light,
My is it bright,
Can you see that?
It has awoken me from my nap,
I see now,
You are not the one I need now,
I'll run away,
And sleep again another day,
I'll sleep the night,
So very tight.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 12:50 am
_Music Lyrics_ I'm actully not the only on in my band that writes lyrics. My Best friend in the whole intire universe, Criss. Is the one that writes our best work. So I've asked him, and he's agreed to let me use his work also. I'm not the kind of person to claim somthing that isn't mine. I think that is just wrong and deseatful. Those kinds of people shout perish. Anywho lets start. This song was actully something I wrote. It was dedicated to my Ex. Who actully was just killed this past year. It's sad, but after the way he treated me I'm glad he's gone. Heres to you jackass!
Burn in fire
You- Will- Burn....>
Sweetness you will die,
Burning in the light,
Burn in the night,
You will. burn....>[Gradually get louder]
I have taken enough
I have given to much
You stand there with a smile
I cry there for awhile
In my dreams I see much more,
I see my prince charming ready to carrie me away.
But the hell is only there.
I'm running away
You grab at me to fast,
I can't runaway,
my sancuary is to far away,
But sadly no more!
Sweetness you will die
Burning in the light
Burning in the night
You will... Burn
You will burn. [Repeat x3]
I will not cry.... [Gradually get softer]
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 1:00 am
Sorry everyone, but this story was a reck.. My stupid self left it out, and a mean unforgiven kitty who has seperation issues tore it apart, all my notes, and about twenty pages of a story are gone, I believe since I keep my poems, and lyrics with my I'm going to just post them only, I'm soo sorry to any who wanted to see threw the Cursed princess, You have permission to hit me if you please....
*Hides behind a large statue of a stick.*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2007 1:13 pm
Poem: This poem was something I've been working on for sometime, it's actully amazing that it is quiet uplifting, and really nice, I'm usually a gloomy person, and this was going to turn out to be a sad poem, but some how it found it's way to happyness.
The basic meaning for this poem is that you should be proud of you who are, and that you don't need to look like someone else to be beautiful. Well here it is.
:And Nature Smiled:
On the hillside grew a lovely rose,
A beauty to behold.
The sun and rain did bless the rose,
and nature smiled, It was told.
Proud was the rose midst the widowhood,
its fragrance pure as finest gold.
All creation understood
and bowed, as its petals would unfold.
Soon the weeds did gather 'round the rose.
"Share with us your beauty," they asked in coy repose.
"Give us each one petal, for then we all will be
beautiful and worthy, to stand with dignity."
"Run from the begger's ticks, run from the horsetail,
run, run away," was the cry of the loon.
"stay." cried the shepherd's purse, "Stay." cried the thorn tree.
"Listen to your heat," came a plea from the moon.
Then a stillness settled on the land.
The rose, in all her wisdom, stretched out a gentle hand
and touched each one around her; none was to be denied.
She knew the secret of their beauty came from deep inside.
"Each of you is part of a plan from above.
You give life to others, there is no greater love.
Be strong in one another, and then you all will see
you won't need any petals, you have your dignity."
On the hillside grew a lovely rose,
a friend amid the wild.
The sun and rain did bless the rose,
and nature smiled.
And nature smiled.
[Note: Begger's ticks, horsetail, shepherd's purse, and thorn tree, are all a type of Weed. So is you're not all to confused. Hehe.]
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
