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Aug 11 2010, 12:59 AM
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Darkness Is But A Good Thing. Use It wisely.

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 Welcome to my Poetry Diner. I'll be posting poetry I've written here, please do comment or offer criticism. My poetry mainly consists of dark things and occasionally I may write with medieval language. --- --- --- Anger, Happy, Break up getting you down. Need some poetry to express those chained feelings. I take requests for poetry, just tell me what you want it to be about and the main emotion you wish to portray. --- --- --- Without further ado...Here is my first poem. --- Troll TowerAugust 11, 2010 Up far above...and looking down The sight I cannot fathom Shouting out anything, hoping people reply Day in, day out...never leaving their window
Aging without reason Growing old; unable to feel Amusement is what keeps them away from suicide Without it...because they have no life
They can't wait to see someone drown As they begin to wither and peel Troll hanging onto the window, hoping to not die Imaginary friends...imaginary wife
Sitting alone in their head...passing every season Typing and typing, and drunk with rum In heart, they have died That's why they have sunk so low
Pain and attention...can't help walk you through the hall Still as a painting, and within is the stare of a doll I can't help but frown-Hatredlust
This post has been edited by Hatredlust: Aug 11 2010, 01:04 AM
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Aug 11 2010, 05:50 AM
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Darkness Is But A Good Thing. Use It wisely.

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Heres another 2 poems,1 new and 1 old. Enjoy  Feedback/Criticism please. --- A Word Without YouAugust 11, 2010 -Hatredlust I can't believe the things These pieces; they do not fit No matter how much I budge No escape for an angel with wings
My mouth full of grit Heart with a grudge Mind full of bugs Thoughts sinking in wit
Writing; a stained smudge Can't fix this with many hugs Even if for a day It's set in place; not gonna' move a nudge
Kneeling...once more Lock the door... Smack the feeling off with shrugs Until you can go on with what you have to say
Just wait...because I love you------- A Petal Among LeavesCome my dear, we have so much to do Your my only love; it's forever ...I was too young, if only I knew That to love you; meant we must sever
Leave me to decay here... And so my body shall You wanting to leave; I fear I remember that day...the day I would fail
A break, a wind, cluttered among the foliage As your cold words passed my lips The support fell; upon my bridge My balance...my weight; it all tips
My body, it lay lifeless on this tree The decay; changed what was once ripe A petal...was all she could see She told me that I was not her type
My eyes remained unshut As I watched you move into the dawn I now knew; with my gut You wouldn't come back...you were goneJune 22, 2010 -Hatredlust
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Aug 11 2010, 04:49 PM
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Darkness Is But A Good Thing. Use It wisely.

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Thanks for the feedback  You like the last the most, looks like I used to write better back then, haha Heres the next poem...I wrote it about an hour ago. --- This Side Of MeDepression by my side Suicide at my holster Wishing that I hadn't died Weight...gives me no water
Unclean; misunderstood An arch demon by choice If I could; I would And stop listening to their voice
Afraid of what might happen If I push too hard to be normal Just to realize my mouth is flappin' Forgetting the true thing; what's formal
A pressure unheard of... Taking me down again and again Forgotten words; lost love Just ask...when?
About this side of me So badly; I want you to see-Hatredlust August 11, 2010
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Aug 12 2010, 07:33 AM
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Darkness Is But A Good Thing. Use It wisely.

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Lol, a 2nd part? I suppose I could make one. Did the ending give an empty feeling that there should have been more stanzas or something?
Another poem here...It's different from the others, and is labeled in days/time of day. --- A Little Shadow Day 1 Evening It is time for me to go The day where I cast my life aside I still hope though; for my sorrowful eyes to see snow Innocent is lost, and my heart has died... Dusk A melody, a metaphor? Such things are to me, an anomally They move in sync, going by together as four I can't understand fully Midnight In the night, yet not in the day I see IT follow me around I'm confused...I don't know what to say Whether it's on the wall or on the ground Dawn When all light is gone It whispers by my heart And just before I am to see dawn She has run off, and I have no head start... Day 2 Morning I wander in the morning sun Passing time until the day shall fall I'm not the type for having much fun I don't know how to stop the time from hitting a wall
It disgusts me to sit with visibility But alas...I do not have a home to sleep I've been awake quite some time, and each hour I face more instability My skin has been cut...too deep Evening The light has reached its peak And I pity my hollow soul I sense that I am dreadfully weak It's all because of this hole...<3 Dusk Thinking of yesterday...and nothing comes to thought I only strive on the reason of speaking with it No matter how much I have fought My chest cannot hold my heart, for it cannot fit... Midnight I sit here, all alone...waiting She is almost here, and all I can do is wait Each day, this is something I am hating But for some reason...it's late Early Dawn I wait and wait here on this bench A storm is coming, and I start to lose the ability to see Awhile later...and I smell a familiar stench What a fool I am...all along it was under me Dawn I look down at it, and it fumbles around with the dirt Was it hiding from the rain? I then noticed that it wore a skirt... Insanity...that's it, I'm becoming insane -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- Written By: Hatredlust, Date:June 1st, 2010 -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
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Aug 12 2010, 08:53 AM
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QUOTE (Hatredlust @ Aug 12 2010, 10:33 AM)  Lol, a 2nd part? I suppose I could make one. Did the ending give an empty feeling that there should have been more stanzas or something? It's titled: This Side of Me, and I was wondering if there was going to be a: That Side of Me version, lol. =D A Little Shadow goes a long way, lol. It's a good poem, and I have to give you kudos for making it rhyme. It's still in a more free-form than I'd expected, but it works. =] ( I especially like the way you ended it.) =D
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Aug 13 2010, 06:33 PM
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Darkness Is But A Good Thing. Use It wisely.

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Ohhh lol, I don't know about that. I'm more of a write it as I think it. I'm not very good at forcing myself to make a specific poem. If I happen to make it, I'll post it though. Here's a whopping 3 poems to read! Yippee  --- Dawn Till DuskAugust 12, 2010 -Hatredlust Awakened, by the sound of birds Peace...serenity...hope... Tingling in your relaxed bones No noise, no talking; no words Nothing in the world worth to mope Pain all gone...no more groans
Happily looking up at the ceiling Blinking, and many athoughts So good...all this feeling Oh yeah, it's joy; and lots
No Coffee for me; not how I go about I'll keep going...even groggy And wait to feed my hungry stomach Even if all alone, my happiness; I do not doubt No need to be mad, with things being foggy I'm not wrong, I'm not sick
Later...as the day goes forward My mind distorts into another being ...Losing sight of that bird There is something I'm not seeing
The moon reaps the day of glee Chokes the radiation from us Locking us in this jail cell Can't get out till day gives us a bargain fee Hoping one night that the cage will rust My tears...are beginning to well
Day is now completely gone Depression can now roam around My body...it feels so wrong Gravity finally pulls me to the ground...---- Untold LoveAugust 13, 2010 -Hatredlust I want to tell you that one word; three in verse Just to see you smile...to see you happy To be by your side for all eternity I won't let you feel any worse Not gonna' have another day feeling crappy Life together, is complete serenity
But we are only friends; just my pal Afraid that the choice I make...will end in regret What if I say the wrong thing; what if I fail? The odds are against me in this bet
Little thoughts; and a lot of thinking Opposites, no doubt Just a crush? Could I be wasting another hour? Not sure, but my mind is running Mouth is facing a drought The taste, is very sour
Your funny, I'm negative...alone I hope you know, I love you Creepy, is it not? Only if I was not known Your keeping me together; like glue
Your my hope, my strength To go on walking in my heart You have no idea, not the slightest hint That for you...I would go the length When will the gun trigger...so I can start? You can lighten the world's tint
No need to wear these glasses As I sit next to you, singing together Laughing away the day that passes Our bodies... weightless as a feather----- Blood ScentCan you feel it...burning? The want; the need; the desire My stomach is churning From within...is a fire
Anger and hatred flowing "Smell of the beast" Means I am going... To have you for this bountiful feast
No need for my fancy plate No need to have any formality All this feeling; all this hate By means, I face brutality
Whats that on your dress? A sick and twisted scent To be honest, I must confess I feel the need to vent
Care to take a moment of your day? I got something I need to say-Hatredlust August 13, 2010 Bored Yet?
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Aug 15 2010, 12:26 AM
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Darkness Is But A Good Thing. Use It wisely.

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Not bored after reading em' eh? Wow lol. Untold Love sounds like it would be a song huh? Interesting. Blood Scent, expecting vampires and werewolfs lol? jk.  Lit, you said "A Little Shadow" felt akward for the style, well it definitely felt weird writing it. That's the only poem I've written like that, probably not going to have more like it anytime soon. Too much hassle anyway. Thx for the feedback...Now for the poem, just one this time! ------ Another LifeHere I am in the real world. Sitting by myself, nothing to do. No one to talk to, except myself. I wonder if there is anyone really out there. Or am I the last person left in my life. I can't ever tell, my vision has begun to blur.
I enjoy sleeping all the time. Forgetting all the sins people have brought upon me. Forgiving my actions of futile resistance. To do something about it and end the pain. Nothing but the darkness around me. Nothing else except the dreaming I do on occasion.
It's a nice little place to stay when I'm down. Everything is the way I want it. Strangers seem so friendly since I control them. Little puppets at the hand of my heart. But only in my dreams I see them. For in the real world, I do not have a heart to hold.
Each day that I return to this other life. Is each day closer to my demise. The more I have, the more it hurts back home. It's like poison, but at the same time, an addiction. It's not easy to quit, when you have nothing else to stay close by. These dreams are the only people I can turn to.
Sometimes I think, that maybe I should go there forever. Just erase the past life I have lived all this time. Then I'll never be sad. And I'll never be spoken of again. After I paint the carpet red to another life. Only shall I be seen of in the morgue.
It's a pretty little thought. But then again, that's another life.-Hatredlust -February 14, 2010
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Aug 16 2010, 07:39 AM
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Darkness Is But A Good Thing. Use It wisely.

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Thanks, glad you liked it. Describes a girl you know, well the sooner the better about "Seeing The Light" Hmm...I don't feel like posting a sad poem right now, so here's a nice...comedial poem. Rhymes as usual  ----- A Fairy, NonethelessLa la la What is that noise in my ear? Ta ta ta Right now, it's the only thing I can hear
Da da da It's stuck in my head Na na na Nothing else can be said
Gah!? It's bothering me; like a pesky fairy! Rah! So cute; but on the contrary...
Bah! I'll rip it a knew one Ha ha ha! Now that would be fun...
Wah!? I think I killed it Ah! ...Not that I cared; not even a little bit
That darn fairy...but nonetheless It was worthwhile...I guess?----------------------------- June 22, 2010 -Hatredlust ----------------------------
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Aug 17 2010, 09:10 AM
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Darkness Is But A Good Thing. Use It wisely.

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(Runs around house and sings it after finishing this post) Lol just kidding. Maybe when no one's there Here be another poem, wrote it a day or two ago... ----- Isolation & LonelyAugust 16, 2010 -Hatredlust It's cold in here... Where I hold my hand A placed called my rib cage... Only thing I know is fear Oh, my body feels like sand Creeping along by age
The old days are long gone Where fun is the only word... But now, it feels so wrong Back then; It's just absurd
Nobody to talk to... Not a real friend for many amile Just myself, and my empty writing Say what...who? I don't recall that day I had a smile Please stop, the pain is biting
You know I can't stop now ...Can't stop who I've become No going back, but how? My heart, it's going numb
Irregular beat... Can't help but look at the mirror Until I remember who I am I just need to take a seat To forget about her Why now...god'dam
Isolated once in awhile... But always alone I can't change what's on my file And that's what chills me to the bone...
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Aug 19 2010, 01:27 PM
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Darkness Is But A Good Thing. Use It wisely.

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Another poem, it's a little different because it's in a girl's point of view. Enjoy  ---- Baking My Tears August 19, 2010 -Hatredlust Thrown at the oven again To bake things for him Just to swallow me whole How about escape...and when? It's hard though; the situation seems grim Chains holding him to my soul
All I want is love Pure and innocent; painless... But It seems you aren't my dove And I'm left in this empty bliss
Slavery; it is indeed... Only for personal pleasure Only to feed and cook... How much must I bleed? Until I'm your treasure I'm crying...but all you do is look
Kids come by the year... Because he wants my body Everything he does...I fear Crying is now all I see
I'm getting uglier by the child Hoping that I become no longer his lust Just thrown away into his pile of junk Things here are just too wild... As I begin to die and rust I should've known...in the beginning he was no hunk
I wish I had known... For now I am baking my tears As my heart turns to stone... I cry...as he becomes drunk with his beers
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Sep 10 2010, 03:33 PM
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Darkness Is But A Good Thing. Use It wisely.

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I haven't posted here in quite some time. As I have been re-approaching the style of my poetry, and now I'm no longer going to rhyme in them purposefully. It sounds good, but usually chains up the actual message being sent. Well...enough of this babble. Here is one of my newer poems. --- Nameless Boy Verse 1
A beast to swallow me whole A kraken that shall eat my soul Another word, and another rhyme... I can see that this be another day I'm wasting my time Nothing to hold me to the surface As I look above for the answers
Empty with a happening for thought To realize why...is quite unfortunate To know that I was murdered By none other than myself... Sure, I know why I went through with it Sure, It seems quite stupid now
Can't talk to anybody Can't help but keep to myself Writing peculiar things Gives other's peculiar thought It may seem so... But I haven't the slightest clue
A few know my name... Many know my face Unfortunately by fear It's how I just taste It's just how I look But I can't tell them who I am...
I have to hide from society To keep myself safe Have to keep to myself... To keep the scars stitched up If not, I'll start bleeding again And that would lead to suicide...again
I need to see what's missing One day, I hope I can be happy again But now, it seems... That friends are the only solution Family doesn't count anymore... Family is only there because of blood
I am so sick of this Now afraid to talk to someone even more To know that I'll lose it again... Makes it worse than before And yes, it really hurts Nothing can stop me now...
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With or without a word I sense something lurking Creatures scavenging for food Using others to please themselves... What do you want with me? Why me, I'm just a little boy?
In the killer of the kraken now... Waiting to fall down To melt my bones away To erase my existence forever But it may take some time... To realize what's really going on
Spoiled by the year Opportunity at every minute to make someone cry Loss isn't known much here Nor is the pain that goes along with it And for this...a person becomes shallow And for this...a person becomes a murderer
Who can say what's innocent anymore When we find kids being beaten And we see what they do in school Parents have no clue...that they are lieng So many different kids there Ensures that your kid will become one of them
Go ahead...and home school them But what about the fighting going on The scolding and abuse...the crying Rebellious it may seem when they go against your word But they have just turned into assholes Just like their parents
Like father like son... Like mother like daughter... Can show you what I mean And I too, can show you That to have someone so innocent Is impossible with people like you
Given up...not fit to care for others So you send them to away And you divorce your lover As they realize what they are Abusing each other, led to seperation As now...they have died again
-Hatredlust -September 6, 2010
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