Truly UglyAsSin
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| UglyAsSin Jazz Hands  Age: 33 Gender: Female Posts: 283 | Poem 2: Eversearching Poem 3: Dear Mr oblivious Man Poem 4: How did this become? Poem 5: Alone with you in our chemistry room Poem 6: A poem to say i'm sorry Poem 7: The last wish 1. The rising of the outcasts-will you believe? Together lets remember the scene a scene i will never forget even as i dream noise, fire, clouds of dust doomsday descended everywhere turned to dusk voices whisper are we going to die a boy in the corner begins to cry out the window that should have been there bodies are falling silently to the ground thats bare the boy bows his head and prays for their resurrection there's nothing now to provide protection it was out of this adversity this and 4 other boys came together bonded by their inner hatred forever as one they provided the truth of life full of ups and downs and trouble and strife dissatisfied with where their lives were going the outcast were to be their following some have their doubts, quel suprise despite what you think, no teenage death cult are these emo and screamo, these labels are so wrong just shut up be quiet and hold your tongue! don't mock what you don't understand me? i will take their outstretched hand they provided me with a reason to live for this i am grateful and have everything to give MCR saves lives it is true and if you believe, someday they will save you it saved the boy twice in hours of need the boy grew to be a man who has been freed MCR saves lives it is true if you believe, one day they will save you. |
| UglyAsSin Jazz Hands Age: 33 Gender: Female Posts: 283 | 2. Eversearching I originally wrote this for one of my art projects, it just kind of flowed into my brain. Well here goes: As my imagination began to run free i saw a vision of you and me a beautiful sunset in the distance but from you i was feeling a kind of resistance your hand i went to take but the bond you wanted to break in your water filled eyes i looked and immediately i was hooked as i looked i realised you were staring back at me searching for some sort of beauty you turned your back and were ready to run you couldn't find the beauty and saw it would never come |
| UglyAsSin Jazz Hands Age: 33 Gender: Female Posts: 283 | 3. Dear Mr Oblivious Man I don't know if anyone will want to read this...this one means quite a lot to me...here goes... Dear Mr Oblivious Man my secret is tumbling out, beginning with how this began it started with notions of self destruction you were to be my resurrection i long to know your true thoughts about me an inscription on your heart must tell thee unable to express my thoughts, i may as well be dead the symptoms of you i can experience with no drug my confusion mounts as to whether this can be called love does it matter? seeing as you will never realise i will never be the girl you idealize i hope my memories will never fade even if i have to remain in the shade keeping this secret within my grenade Your the Oblivious Man Now you know how it began. |
| UglyAsSin Jazz Hands Age: 33 Gender: Female Posts: 283 | 4. How did this become? How on earth did this become? is it because of me or was it my mum... whatever was the reason i have now acquired this demon a demon of self loathing within me i can hear its moaning ''Go on'' it jeers, ''no need to be scared'' Just take a knife towards the fat and tear Then you will be as pure as air Run your hands over the curves that used to be shoddy as i begin to get lost in this state of mind the urges i have begin to grind Into the bottom of a toilet i stare knowing that my peers do not care the retched feeling within my throat 'the thinner the winner' becomes my quote small rituals begin to fill up my time it feels like this could be a pantomime the me i used to know is dead and gone and now i wait like a ticking time bomb How on earth did i become so very wrong? ------------------------------------------------------------------ it feels good to let these feelings out though it was written a bit ago. |
| UglyAsSin Jazz Hands Age: 33 Gender: Female Posts: 283 | 5. Alone with you in our chemistry room This was about getting this down into a comprehensible/coherent format so i can make sense of it. This is very clos eto my heart: Alone with you in our chemistry room my heart willed me to be laid inside the tomb my heart keeping up the pretense that i am fine my inner voice is clear, i can hear it whine my self worth tattered and shredded the words you spoke were unprecedented my focus moved away from the lesson and the aimless worksheet to the movement of your hands as our eyes lock in greet the words you speak cause my temperature to raise the view of the teacher and his experiment becomes a haze my heart pounds at the sound of your voice i can't help these feelings, i had no choice nothing else matters for a tiny moment of my world for a moment my heart performed a dance an twirled until the revelation of what i heard you say sinks in to my skull my sleeves where what you to coaxed me to pull... up, as you mime a person slashing their wrist my response: why? Is there something i have missed? you repeat those haunting words again pull up your sleeve and show me them! a change in the rhythm of my heart my chest feels tight, like its tearing apart As you mime a person slashing their wrist i realise somehow you have noticed i turn away and my eyes well up i'm sure you're staring but i daren't look up i long for a rest inside that tomb these feelings return as i picture that scene in the chemistry |
| UglyAsSin Jazz Hands Age: 33 Gender: Female Posts: 283 | 6. A poem to say i’m sorry You and me are both lost in self destruction The difference between you and me Is that you have every reason to be You tell me that your rather upset These words ring in my ears, they are hard to forget I feel its my purpose to support you Help you see your reason to live, i want to get you through Because of the things you have had to endure Your status as strong and amazing is secure I can only apologise for what i said It is now me who wishes they were dead II always say or do the wrong thing I shouldn’t get close is what i'm learning The words i can not take away I'm sorry is all i can say Stay alive and be happy is all i pray! I havn’t posted a poem for a while or in fact commented on others poems for a while which i apologise for, there are so many people on here that have a great way with words, so don’t be disheartened if not many comment or people take a while to comment. it doesn’t mean that your work is not good. Thanks if you have taken the time to read this, i hope it wasnt a waste of time that you wish you could have back lol. All the best xx |
| UglyAsSin Jazz Hands Age: 33 Gender: Female Posts: 283 | 7. The last wish: Do you ever feel lonely and cold? Like you just want someone to hold A voice that truly understands you Whose eyes are deep and true Do you ever feel the need to make a certain part of you bleed because you feel so desperate and sad? Your mother may tell you it is only a phad But you know you can not stop Until into someone’s arms you drop Until the warmth of a body you feel Your hand in theirs would help you heal Have you ever just wanted to die? Even then no one would cry Because I was always alone No one would have needed ever known |
| Molko. Killjoy. Motor Baby  Age: 29 Gender: Female Posts: 814 | i really liked them all... especially the last 2... i can closely relate... xxx |
| I.wish.i.wer.a.ghost Motor Baby  Age: 29 Gender: Female Posts: 940 | woah! i really like them all...the first one was awesome and number 4 were probly my faves =] |
| Helena Rush. Awake and Unafraid  Age: 30 Gender: Female Posts: 10158 | wow...they're all amazing great job! keep it up. theres just no words to describe them. the chemistry poem was my fave one of all <3 |
| UglyAsSin Jazz Hands Age: 33 Gender: Female Posts: 283 | Thankyou so much to all of you for your kind comments. It really means alot that you all took the time to read and comment and that you liked what you read. So thankyou very much i will fly...,I.wish.i.wer.a.ghost. and lonelyInsecurity xx |
| UglyAsSin Jazz Hands Age: 33 Gender: Female Posts: 283 | So I can't even remember the last time that I was on here, It has been a long time. So here is the latest poem I have written. Not sure if it is worthy of being put on here but...will put it on anyway. when I look at myself I only see, the unsightly parts that make up me. I reach for a blade with my outstretched hand. 'are you ok' that pointless question asked, when truly the point of caring you long surpassed. Even if you cared I'd say I am fine, no more do I think before saying this line. Though I think you know I lied, I may never be allowed to fully confide... ...Unless the paper on which I write you read, My lips wired shut, these thoughts shall never be freed. I hope that everyone is ok and that you have a good christmas. If you have read this,thank you for your time. Ash xx |
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| MyChemicalBlack Salute You in Your Grave  Age: - Gender: - Posts: 2351 | My, my, how did I miss this thread? xD I enjoy reading your poetry, keep writing 'tis very great.  |
| UglyAsSin Jazz Hands Age: 33 Gender: Female Posts: 283 | Thank you so much loratard way for your lovely comments. They made my day. Thank you also MyChemicalBlack, coming from you, the poetic master, it means alot. Thankyou. xx |
| UglyAsSin Jazz Hands Age: 33 Gender: Female Posts: 283 | This one is one from around 4 years ago for an english task. This poem has some of , i think the best lines i have written. but feel free if you are reading this to make any kind of comment, if the mood so takes you. 8. 'Dulce Et Decorum Est...'? The soldiers were out all night In no mans land ready to fight They struggled through the mud But on they went for as long as they could Some of them swearing, exhausted and coughing but somehow they manage to carry on struggling some of the men almost falling asleep just wanting to collapse in to a heap finally we stop and begin turning round nobody stirring or making a sound just as our eyelids are ready to close we see german lights and on the war goes the german trenches were all we could see no one knew this was how it would be the men looked as if they were dying of exhaustion falling asleep while their legs are in motion some of the men getting stuck in the mud eventually managing to carry on forward but some have lost their essential boots their feet turning bloody and gangrenous the men are so tired they do not hear the gas shells falling somewhere near but dont worry its ok they are only dud shells, aren't they? Suddenly I realise i have reason to worry the gas shells are real and we are all in a hurry I scream to the men to get their gas masks on all manage exept just one. To my horror i saw him breathe the poisonous air He looked at me as if i didnt care With the straps on his mask he was fumbling I hope he makes it was all i was hoping. Eventually he slumped down to the ground and writhed in agony trying to make a sound in his lungs the chlorine he had breathed in was burning him from within through the visor of his mask I saw in my horror stricken fascination my heart tore as i continued to watch i saw his mass begin to disappear under waves of gas... ...even now years later i see the boy staring back at me as he chokes on the poisonous air still looking at me like i didn't care every night i have this dream it's going to haunt me it would seem a middle aged man who has never seen the trenches would not know what i mean my heart began to race when i saw his young dying face to see him die in such a terrifying way it is no way to die today if you had experienced what i had seen you would know just what i mean with this phrase you would not agree dulce et decorum est pro patria mori. Thankyou if you have taken the time to read this. wishing you all the best xx |
| MyChemicalBlack Salute You in Your Grave Age: - Gender: - Posts: 2351 | ...even now years later i see the boy staring back at me as he chokes on the poisonous air still looking at me like i didn't care Woo, loved that part. Honestly, I have no horrible crit. Well done, the imagery was awesome. Out of curiousity, what does the title say (translate to)? |
| UglyAsSin Jazz Hands Age: 33 Gender: Female Posts: 283 | It is used in one of Wilfred Owen's poems regarding the war and means 'it is sweet and right to die for your country' In fact until you asked me that i had forgotten as it was some years ago. Thankyou so much for your kind and amazing comments xx |
| MyChemicalBlack Salute You in Your Grave Age: - Gender: - Posts: 2351 | Ah, well, that's a wicked title. Thanks for sharing. ^_^ |
| TeamEdward Fabulous Killjoy  Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 125 | Wow your poems are so easy to relate to and they are so easy to understand and get emotional about x. Hope there will be more x |
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