Creating A Mind Of My Own.
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MyChemicalBlack Salute You in Your Grave ![]() Age: - Gender: - Posts: 2351 | First off, your poetry rocks. Full of emotion, which is something I like a lot. This last poem was really good, the imagery painted a picture in my mind. Not to mention it flowed nicely. ![]() Well done. ![]() |
Your Ghost. Thinking Happy Thoughts ![]() Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 440 | Why, thank you, Mr.MyChemicalBlack.(: It means a lot to hear that someone likes this stuff. |
riot reality Jazz Hands ![]() Age: 29 Gender: Female Posts: 295 | me, on 9-29-09: I sort of forgot about INO from then till now. I tend to do that with a lot of websites, quite frequently ^^;; But, I've returned to the site, and things are quiet now, so here I am in your topic :p Now I Can Live has a lot of truth to it, and I really get it. I liked What Happened and how it's question-answer-question-answer (and the fact that I've myself quite a few those questions before may play a factor in my fondness). Distortion Of The Mind was just awesome to me. No other word than awesome. Temptation was nice, and it didn't confuse me. It seemed to me like good ol' teenage pressures, but wanting to give into them. I don't know what you were going for, but I just kinda got that. Anyway, keep writing ^^ I'll have to read more later when I'm done with all this crap :p |
misa misa. Shotgun Sinner ![]() Age: 32 Gender: Female Posts: 8241 | Hey I've just been reading through your thread and i really enjoyed it. You have a really nice way of expressing yourself. Lovely descriptions. Distortions of the Mind was my favourite- great title too. It really drew me in. Keep it up. I'd like to see what you come up with next. |
Your Ghost. Thinking Happy Thoughts ![]() Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 440 | Thank you bothh.<3 I'm working on some new stuff, so hopefully I'll get that on here soon.(: |
Your Ghost. Thinking Happy Thoughts ![]() Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 440 | Gemini Genocide You say you’re writing the words to your own sad symphony, But every song sounds the same to me. The lyrics are all about something from above, When you don’t even know the word ‘love’. You think it’s funny when I say, That this world will be ending someday. And I suggest we get to business, And get rid of all our stress. Take off your lies; That’s your trench coat for disguise. I’ll still be the face, You try so hard to replace. I’ll whisper in your ear, ‘Don’t you miss me, dear?’ But I’ll walk away as if to say, I’m going my own way. I’m the face in the mirror staring back at you, You’re going your own way too. The bottle of truth on the table; This will just barely keep you stable. Lay down in your bed, And play the memories over in your head. Cross out my face with black colored paint, I will soon become faint. Don’t say you ever missed me, ‘cause you never wanted to kiss thee. After poison looks and suicidal grins, Rid thee of thy life begins. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Title credit; Mr. MyChemicalBlack. :] |
MyChemicalBlack Salute You in Your Grave ![]() Age: - Gender: - Posts: 2351 | Very powerful poem, definitely felt the emotion. Love it. ![]() I’m the face in the mirror staring back at you, You’re going your own way too. The bottle of truth on the table; This will just barely keep you stable. I'm not sure if it fits the whole, but a good title based off of this stanza could be "Gemini Genocide". If it makes sense, if not, trash it. xD |
Your Ghost. Thinking Happy Thoughts ![]() Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 440 | Thank you, thank you.(: I really like that! Therefore, I shall make that the title. ![]() are you contsantly, like this big bubble of creativity? XD cause it sure seems so. |
riot reality Jazz Hands ![]() Age: 29 Gender: Female Posts: 295 | I liked that last one :3 While I was reading it, there were a bunch of lines that I could either relate to, or just thought were made of awesome. Good job on it :] |
MyChemicalBlack Salute You in Your Grave ![]() Age: - Gender: - Posts: 2351 | haha, not all the time, but I have my moments. xD glad you like it. ![]() keep writing good poetry. ![]() |
Your Ghost. Thinking Happy Thoughts ![]() Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 440 | Thank you, thank you m'dear. I'm glad you could relate to it.[: && MyChemicalBlack aha, you sure do! xD And I will do my best.[: |
Your Ghost. Thinking Happy Thoughts ![]() Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 440 | Love is the sweetest, two-faced girl you will ever meet. Her voice is like a symphony, too good for the human ear. Love always surprises people as they turn corners in hallways. Everybody knows her, but not everybody likes her. Love is the kind of girl who sometimes makes empty promises. She blends in with everyone else, not appearing to be something special. But when love enters the room, everyone stares at her. Some stare in admiration but others stare in fear or disappointment. When she leaves, there is relief or sadness in the eyes of all. Love knows how to speak to all, not matter what the language. She knows exactly what to say to make you adore her. But worst of all, she knows all of your weaknesses. ______________________________________________________ Loneliness is a tall boy, with the saddest blue eyes. He’s quite like a misunderstood infant whose only way of communication is a cry. Loneliness is always darkly dressed, his hair never appears well kept, and his shoelaces are never tied. When he talks, it’s like a soft buzzing noise that hardly anyone could hear. But when he finally speaks up, Loneliness has a loud, deep, booming voice. He walks around like there is nowhere to be and no one to see. Sometimes people wave to him, hug him, or they don’t even spare him a glance. But his lovers hold his hand and kiss him. Loneliness appears out of nowhere. When you least expect him to show up at your door, there he is. The worst is when you ask him to leave! He throws a fit and refuses to depart. Loneliness talks through his cries in his bed a night but no one ever hears him because they’re afraid they will become him. ---------------------------------------------------- These are some of my personification poems for my english class, so I figured I would post them here. XP |
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Your Ghost. Thinking Happy Thoughts ![]() Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 440 | aww, thank yeww! xD She's a hard person to please, so I guess I'll have to wait and see how she likes them. |
Your Ghost. Thinking Happy Thoughts ![]() Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 440 | MORE COMING SOON, I PROMISE. ![]() |
Your Ghost. Thinking Happy Thoughts ![]() Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 440 | Wow, I've been making empty promises.>.> Ah well, work will be posted as soon as my notebook is located. |
Your Ghost. Thinking Happy Thoughts ![]() Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 440 | Leftover Love. Beyond me, it's fact you are. With winter in my veins, I feel the sunshine in yours. I feel not warmth, but regret falling down from the skies. Lay with me, and feel this. Hand on heart, head in clouds, butterfly words, and eskimo kisses. The leftover love, the world must of forgot! Butterfly nets, silly running kids. Kids, that's all. Love, is all. ___________________________________________ open for interpretation. Not quite sure how to explain this; mainly a thought process when finding love again. =3 |
MyChemicalBlack Salute You in Your Grave ![]() Age: - Gender: - Posts: 2351 | "With winter in my veins, I feel the sunshine in yours" Love that description. The poem kind of gave me a "warm" feeling, not to mention the imagery I got from reading it. Well done, it was definately a creative read. (if that makes sense, lol) ![]() |
Your Ghost. Thinking Happy Thoughts ![]() Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 440 | Yuuuhhhs! Finally, a recent poem liked by the public! ![]() -yes, just one person is my public. xD Anywhoo, glad you liked it. ![]() |
Your Ghost. Thinking Happy Thoughts ![]() Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 440 | I'm just another victim of a promised endless love. The love ended, but the promised pain is endless. When the pains stops, I'll never know. If you ever figure it out, give me a call. Call me by my name, so I know it's you. I don't expect you to regret a thing. At least call sometime, next spring. The flowers will be growing again, and I will be drowning again. There will be just enough time for you to save me, just one more time. Claim the glory, you big empty fool. If you were so high and mighty, what was the point of it all? If you have the whole damn world at your feet, why do you need me begging for forgiveness? It was never you, it was always me. I was the problem; the lock without a key. The lock grown old and dust-covered, forgotten about on the hidden door. I am the door that covers your past. Covering your mistakes, covering up your love. How'd I become nothing? Was I ever something? ________________________________________________________ Strange format o_e, I apologize. |
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