HighSeraphShin
07-26-2007, 07:25 PM
I, as some of you may know, am a poet, I would like you all to share some of your poetry, as I will share some of mine...
Raven of Royalties, by Jey Alagosana
Yes, Crow, What is it? You need my help?
Yes Sir! Your help i do need!
Well, make it fast, I dont really want to.
Yes Sir. I seek your help
What help do you need?!?
Yes Sir...
Why are you acting like that?
Yes...Sir
Your soul...its dark
Yes...Sir....Darkened..by you...
Why have you done this?
MY soul has been shot, unspeakable sadness calls for displeasure,
You hate our lot, Leading us to our one and only measure,
Killing you will set us FREE, Killing you will Free us all
We must kill you, you tortured our souls, you tortured our hearts,
There is no escape now, what is done is done!
From there, The crow took the Roval Ravens Life,
But asked for Death's Scythe,
He could no longer take the pressure, as king,
He asked to go to heavens ring,
Death made no promises and sent him there..
But something was unwell...
King Crow was in hell...
Empty, by Jey Alagosana
I, am empty, not full, not longing,
MY emptyness shows that others are full,
Love hurts my soul ever so much,
Emptyness cherishes my presence,
I want atleast one person to be happy for me,
One person, is all it takes, to show me a way,
A way for emptyness to cherish me,
As i once was, happy, emptyness, seeks my heart,
gladly, i gave my heart to emptyness, unknowing,
He took my heart, destroyed it, and crushed me,
sending me to a never ending abyss of exigency,
exigency that of which i lush intwine,
That is love, the lord of emotions,
Emptyness is The Son of Love, Thus, creating all others,
The stanzas, my blood, the drips, the songs,
created by the bastard of which known as emptyness
I, an empty soul, wish for the son, to know his mother,
Then, perhaps, I can fill them up...
Bane, by Jey Alagosana
I am the bane, that ties the soul to the heart,
I am the bane, that rips your lives apart,
I am the bane, that sends you soul intwane,
I am the bane, that made you insane,
I broke your heart, I broke your soul,
I made you make yourself wander, alull,
I am the mother, the mother of all,
I am the Bane, the soul, the hall,
I am Love, The cause of your suffers.
Cut down, Shot, and Burn to a Cinder, By Jey Alagosana (note, this is more like a song)
I have been, cut down by your break up
Shot by your new love, and burnt to a cinder
by your re-lay-shun-ship!
I have been, cut down with misery,
shot by loneliness, and burnt to a cinder,
just for you,
You hate me, I love you
I see you, you advert me,
Why do you go from my gaze, why do you hate, why dont you love me...
For my heart is broken then showed shut, by the love that you showed me,
as you do not, but i do care, as you speak of me so,
Broken (revine of an aria for grace)(remake, straight from my book)(Also made into one of my songs), By Jey Alagosana
I see a way, for us to be 1,
I see no ways, for it to be fun,
As my heart was broken one last time
As you sing your beloved Me-lo-dy,
but im broken shot, by my own soul
my darkness, my sadness, from me alull,
no happiness, just madness, insanity to,
AS you sing your beloved Me-lo-dy,
My soul is broken, my heart is gone,
You seem to say, you dont care much,
but as I ruin myself, you stay silent,
As you sing your beloved Me-lo-dy!
My heart is broken, my soul is shut,
you never seemed to say too much,
but i hear your whisper of eternal love,
As you sing your beloved Me-lo-dy,
Everything goes down, you say so,
my soul is dark, and unbellow.
you do not seem my exigency,
As you sing your beloved Me-lody,
As i sing from my heart, and write from my soul,
you do not see, why I go alone, for....for I am...
Brooo-ken!
Seldom, by Jey Alagosana
I seldom think of a full heart,
I seldom think of happiness,
But for some reason, I do now,
The darkness in my heart still lives,
but exignecy is allowed yet again,
why must thy wrath be so pure,
I seldom ever thought of staying in love,
I seldom ever thought of someone,
But for some reason, I do now,
The Impurity in my soul still lives,
but nothin will ever happen, to let it out.
My soul id upsetten by your bliss,
spare me the power of a break up,
The deepness will kill me..
For unto thy darkness, my soul breaks,
But everything is against me, to high the stakes,
I am finished, my heart aches, my desire,
my heart does not wish, for a new vire,
It aches from the pain it might be caused,
But now, the callings have been paused,
Where does this seeking come from,
Would my head and heart be done,
If i am shattered once again,
My life will be over,
But I seldom think...of..of death.
Less & Less, by Jey Alagosana
Less & Less, As the days go by,
More & More, My suffers rise,
Even greater, my soul suffers,
But less & less, my heart grows,
I have no more room, for others,
I do not even have room for my mother's,
No room for emotion, No room for happiness,
Just monotone sadness and obsession.
That is why less & less, i lose depression.
Your Blood!, by Jey Alagosana (my sickest and most disgusting poem)
I thirst, i need quenching, nothing around,
But what is that? Its you, dieing on ground,
I thirst, I need quenching, I need your blood,
Give me your body, and let it flood,
I shall drink it, eat it, and cut it up,
I will destroy it, devour it and pour it in a cup,
Your BLOOD, so tasty! So exhilarating, so pure.
I thirst, I thirst, I thirst for MORE!
(Dont mind this poem, its really sick, i wrote it while cutting myself, the actual paper has blood all over it.)
Oh ya, these are copyrighted, so no plagiarizing, its illegal.
Raven of Royalties, by Jey Alagosana
Yes, Crow, What is it? You need my help?
Yes Sir! Your help i do need!
Well, make it fast, I dont really want to.
Yes Sir. I seek your help
What help do you need?!?
Yes Sir...
Why are you acting like that?
Yes...Sir
Your soul...its dark
Yes...Sir....Darkened..by you...
Why have you done this?
MY soul has been shot, unspeakable sadness calls for displeasure,
You hate our lot, Leading us to our one and only measure,
Killing you will set us FREE, Killing you will Free us all
We must kill you, you tortured our souls, you tortured our hearts,
There is no escape now, what is done is done!
From there, The crow took the Roval Ravens Life,
But asked for Death's Scythe,
He could no longer take the pressure, as king,
He asked to go to heavens ring,
Death made no promises and sent him there..
But something was unwell...
King Crow was in hell...
Empty, by Jey Alagosana
I, am empty, not full, not longing,
MY emptyness shows that others are full,
Love hurts my soul ever so much,
Emptyness cherishes my presence,
I want atleast one person to be happy for me,
One person, is all it takes, to show me a way,
A way for emptyness to cherish me,
As i once was, happy, emptyness, seeks my heart,
gladly, i gave my heart to emptyness, unknowing,
He took my heart, destroyed it, and crushed me,
sending me to a never ending abyss of exigency,
exigency that of which i lush intwine,
That is love, the lord of emotions,
Emptyness is The Son of Love, Thus, creating all others,
The stanzas, my blood, the drips, the songs,
created by the bastard of which known as emptyness
I, an empty soul, wish for the son, to know his mother,
Then, perhaps, I can fill them up...
Bane, by Jey Alagosana
I am the bane, that ties the soul to the heart,
I am the bane, that rips your lives apart,
I am the bane, that sends you soul intwane,
I am the bane, that made you insane,
I broke your heart, I broke your soul,
I made you make yourself wander, alull,
I am the mother, the mother of all,
I am the Bane, the soul, the hall,
I am Love, The cause of your suffers.
Cut down, Shot, and Burn to a Cinder, By Jey Alagosana (note, this is more like a song)
I have been, cut down by your break up
Shot by your new love, and burnt to a cinder
by your re-lay-shun-ship!
I have been, cut down with misery,
shot by loneliness, and burnt to a cinder,
just for you,
You hate me, I love you
I see you, you advert me,
Why do you go from my gaze, why do you hate, why dont you love me...
For my heart is broken then showed shut, by the love that you showed me,
as you do not, but i do care, as you speak of me so,
Broken (revine of an aria for grace)(remake, straight from my book)(Also made into one of my songs), By Jey Alagosana
I see a way, for us to be 1,
I see no ways, for it to be fun,
As my heart was broken one last time
As you sing your beloved Me-lo-dy,
but im broken shot, by my own soul
my darkness, my sadness, from me alull,
no happiness, just madness, insanity to,
AS you sing your beloved Me-lo-dy,
My soul is broken, my heart is gone,
You seem to say, you dont care much,
but as I ruin myself, you stay silent,
As you sing your beloved Me-lo-dy!
My heart is broken, my soul is shut,
you never seemed to say too much,
but i hear your whisper of eternal love,
As you sing your beloved Me-lo-dy,
Everything goes down, you say so,
my soul is dark, and unbellow.
you do not seem my exigency,
As you sing your beloved Me-lody,
As i sing from my heart, and write from my soul,
you do not see, why I go alone, for....for I am...
Brooo-ken!
Seldom, by Jey Alagosana
I seldom think of a full heart,
I seldom think of happiness,
But for some reason, I do now,
The darkness in my heart still lives,
but exignecy is allowed yet again,
why must thy wrath be so pure,
I seldom ever thought of staying in love,
I seldom ever thought of someone,
But for some reason, I do now,
The Impurity in my soul still lives,
but nothin will ever happen, to let it out.
My soul id upsetten by your bliss,
spare me the power of a break up,
The deepness will kill me..
For unto thy darkness, my soul breaks,
But everything is against me, to high the stakes,
I am finished, my heart aches, my desire,
my heart does not wish, for a new vire,
It aches from the pain it might be caused,
But now, the callings have been paused,
Where does this seeking come from,
Would my head and heart be done,
If i am shattered once again,
My life will be over,
But I seldom think...of..of death.
Less & Less, by Jey Alagosana
Less & Less, As the days go by,
More & More, My suffers rise,
Even greater, my soul suffers,
But less & less, my heart grows,
I have no more room, for others,
I do not even have room for my mother's,
No room for emotion, No room for happiness,
Just monotone sadness and obsession.
That is why less & less, i lose depression.
Your Blood!, by Jey Alagosana (my sickest and most disgusting poem)
I thirst, i need quenching, nothing around,
But what is that? Its you, dieing on ground,
I thirst, I need quenching, I need your blood,
Give me your body, and let it flood,
I shall drink it, eat it, and cut it up,
I will destroy it, devour it and pour it in a cup,
Your BLOOD, so tasty! So exhilarating, so pure.
I thirst, I thirst, I thirst for MORE!
(Dont mind this poem, its really sick, i wrote it while cutting myself, the actual paper has blood all over it.)
Oh ya, these are copyrighted, so no plagiarizing, its illegal.