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King Avallach
Deity of the Old World
This is my attempt at a cheerful poem, give me feedback please. If it's good, then great, if it's utterly ****, say so, I won't be offended.
close to paradise
Sun's glowing orichalcum light
Beaming onto a picturesque sight
The valleys roll on, emerald facets
Orange light to green flash as the sun sets.
It's a fine day for anything
A golden day for a drink
In a land of mead and rice
Close to paradise
Close to paradise
Bathed by the cool seas
We fill our mouths with mawmenny
Characterised by dances of joy
Swimming past the buoys
It's a fine day for anything
A golden day for a drink
In a land of mead and rice
Close to paradise
Close to paradise
Never once do we fall or falter
On our way down to an empyrial alter
close to paradise
Sun's glowing orichalcum light
Beaming onto a picturesque sight
The valleys roll on, emerald facets
Orange light to green flash as the sun sets.
It's a fine day for anything
A golden day for a drink
In a land of mead and rice
Close to paradise
Close to paradise
Bathed by the cool seas
We fill our mouths with mawmenny
Characterised by dances of joy
Swimming past the buoys
It's a fine day for anything
A golden day for a drink
In a land of mead and rice
Close to paradise
Close to paradise
Never once do we fall or falter
On our way down to an empyrial alter
The title is: Didnt get far.
I'm sitting in the bitter cold.
Surrounded by the dead and mold.
Got nothing left.
Only thing I have to look forward to is to be cold.
Then I feel numb.
Feel no pain so the feeling is all the same.
To bad I have no fame.
Now I sit on the side of the road.
And my house got sold.
Got nothing but a pack of cigars.
To bad I dont hang out with the stars.
Too bad I have no cars.
To bad my life was short so I didnt get far.
I'm sitting in the bitter cold.
Surrounded by the dead and mold.
Got nothing left.
Only thing I have to look forward to is to be cold.
Then I feel numb.
Feel no pain so the feeling is all the same.
To bad I have no fame.
Now I sit on the side of the road.
And my house got sold.
Got nothing but a pack of cigars.
To bad I dont hang out with the stars.
Too bad I have no cars.
To bad my life was short so I didnt get far.
King Avallach
Deity of the Old World
Agents of fate
Now in the car awaiting
Suffocation of sun a'baking
Cursed always through and through
Have they done to me what they did to you?
Agents of fate
Let out too late
Claret and spite
Sure by midnight
Ambiguity now fills the air
Tainted with the sorrowed stink of despair
Can we run, Can we flee?
Have they done to you what they did to me?
Agents of fate
Let out too late
Claret and spite
Sure by midnight
The politicians leak thir vitriol
Legal behemoth on a rampant roll
Cursed always through and through
The day is black though the sky is blue
Now in the car awaiting
Suffocation of sun a'baking
Cursed always through and through
Have they done to me what they did to you?
Agents of fate
Let out too late
Claret and spite
Sure by midnight
Ambiguity now fills the air
Tainted with the sorrowed stink of despair
Can we run, Can we flee?
Have they done to you what they did to me?
Agents of fate
Let out too late
Claret and spite
Sure by midnight
The politicians leak thir vitriol
Legal behemoth on a rampant roll
Cursed always through and through
The day is black though the sky is blue
King Avallach
Deity of the Old World
Inhale
When did it last snow?
Over a year ago!
I sit beneath the smoke veiled sky,
As time idly drifts by.
In and out beyond all reason,
All year seems to be just one season,
Counting up the days 'till I go,
To a place that feels like home.
Up over fields and pastures,
Where servants and masters,
They agree, They agree, They agree
Amidst hills and foliage
Where no one acts their age
You will see, you will see, you will see
The path of amythist light,
displayed before your sight,
deeply inhale!
Year in, year out
all screams and shouts
The pain of the mother to be,
To the dying shriek of her frail baby.
Wars also go on and on,
No good is ever done,
The impassive promoting their cool,
A failed detatchment from an existence so cruel.
Up over fields and pastures,
Where servants and masters,
They agree, They agree, They agree
Amidst hills and foliage
Where no one acts their age
You will see, you will see, you will see
The path of amythist light,
displayed before your sight,
deeply inhale!
When did it last snow?
Over a year ago!
I sit beneath the smoke veiled sky,
As time idly drifts by.
In and out beyond all reason,
All year seems to be just one season,
Counting up the days 'till I go,
To a place that feels like home.
Up over fields and pastures,
Where servants and masters,
They agree, They agree, They agree
Amidst hills and foliage
Where no one acts their age
You will see, you will see, you will see
The path of amythist light,
displayed before your sight,
deeply inhale!
Year in, year out
all screams and shouts
The pain of the mother to be,
To the dying shriek of her frail baby.
Wars also go on and on,
No good is ever done,
The impassive promoting their cool,
A failed detatchment from an existence so cruel.
Up over fields and pastures,
Where servants and masters,
They agree, They agree, They agree
Amidst hills and foliage
Where no one acts their age
You will see, you will see, you will see
The path of amythist light,
displayed before your sight,
deeply inhale!
Some people say life is but a dream. I say mine is a night mare. The gifts I have can’t compare to what life or destiny has in store for me but giving up is not an option. Though people bully one another like savages. To watch and do nothing is a tragic end for the hopeless victims.
I was one of those victims. Torn to shreds by people who thought the right thing to do was to change one persons personality. I felt every time that had happen that I had failed at what I was trying to accomplish in my life. Feeling left behind or drifting into darkness. A friend told me once that the people you shut out of your life and drift further into this darkness. Well, you turn into something. You turn into a creature that has no guiding light of hope to steer you through the rough path of night. The same creatures that you were sworn to never become like. These creatures ,the heartless, live in everyday people. Though we can’t see them we know that they are there.
The darkness is a place that makes you feel like you’re the only one in the world who knows what is going on in your life. As you try to escape the darkness it keeps pulling at you. Until finally a person you can call friend hears the call for help.
As that the one you call friend reaches for you. For the first time you feel as if the pain has started to subside. But when being left there in the darkness for so long and lost all hope, and you start to fall again. It seems for that friend that you had gained is lost for forever.
As you fall even more into darkness you forget about your true self . So the child that was once there is no more and is internally lost forever. In attempts to escape the darkness you hide behind a mask and try to fight back. Projecting an image that you are not. Hope that no one will ever mess with you. But that one friend that won’t let things go in life see behind this image or mask you show. That one true friend which wants to help to guide you, to teach you , and chase the same dreams that you once wanted.
That one person can help you fight and escape the darkness. With that one true friend you start to build trust. Passing that on to another is something more powerful than anything else. Helping others escape the darkness and showing them that we all have a dream in which we prosue in life. In that I shall leave you with one question “ Are you willing to drift into darkness or are you willing to fight back to help another?”
hows this?
I was one of those victims. Torn to shreds by people who thought the right thing to do was to change one persons personality. I felt every time that had happen that I had failed at what I was trying to accomplish in my life. Feeling left behind or drifting into darkness. A friend told me once that the people you shut out of your life and drift further into this darkness. Well, you turn into something. You turn into a creature that has no guiding light of hope to steer you through the rough path of night. The same creatures that you were sworn to never become like. These creatures ,the heartless, live in everyday people. Though we can’t see them we know that they are there.
The darkness is a place that makes you feel like you’re the only one in the world who knows what is going on in your life. As you try to escape the darkness it keeps pulling at you. Until finally a person you can call friend hears the call for help.
As that the one you call friend reaches for you. For the first time you feel as if the pain has started to subside. But when being left there in the darkness for so long and lost all hope, and you start to fall again. It seems for that friend that you had gained is lost for forever.
As you fall even more into darkness you forget about your true self . So the child that was once there is no more and is internally lost forever. In attempts to escape the darkness you hide behind a mask and try to fight back. Projecting an image that you are not. Hope that no one will ever mess with you. But that one friend that won’t let things go in life see behind this image or mask you show. That one true friend which wants to help to guide you, to teach you , and chase the same dreams that you once wanted.
That one person can help you fight and escape the darkness. With that one true friend you start to build trust. Passing that on to another is something more powerful than anything else. Helping others escape the darkness and showing them that we all have a dream in which we prosue in life. In that I shall leave you with one question “ Are you willing to drift into darkness or are you willing to fight back to help another?”
hows this?
King Avallach
Deity of the Old World
Blizzardmon;43027 said:
Great. It's got an original structure and it has everything needed for a poem with some things that it doesn't but it all helps. Now focusing off structure in the opening lines it sounds a lot like Tichbourne's elegy and it increases in depth from there.
You have a thumbs up from me.
What has England become?
Fatalistic *******s on High street
The honest struggle to make ends meet
What has England become?
Vampire accountants snooping 'round
Illegal money underground
What has England become?
A land teaming with abhorrent thugs
Everywhere vitriol leaks
And as the day goes out
All the fascists meet
Where is God, so good?
When will be the next great flood?
What has England become?
Why do we harbour all the Chavs?
Why don't we ever cry or laugh?
What has England become?
A land teaming with abhorrent thugs
Everywhere vitriol leaks
And as the day goes out
All the fascists meet
England, you have branded me
Depressed/ washed up, it's plain to see
What have you become?
What have you become?
We live in the shadows of lives, purulent
Scatter-brained and ardent
As we turn on the T.V.
Praised are the hard-bitten!
This life is is nothing.
But people always argue and say there is something.
Tell me then....what is there.
Where is all the people that really care?
You just do it to argue.
You just do it to stare.
Stare at the weak and helpless.
I wonder who's next...
This one is crappy and I just woke up so dont expect it to be good or long...I am tired......I stayed up late......woke up early.......
But people always argue and say there is something.
Tell me then....what is there.
Where is all the people that really care?
You just do it to argue.
You just do it to stare.
Stare at the weak and helpless.
I wonder who's next...
This one is crappy and I just woke up so dont expect it to be good or long...I am tired......I stayed up late......woke up early.......
King Avallach
Deity of the Old World
Okay this is a kind of story song. Let me know what you think.
The Consciencious Killer
The Detective's dealing with the wrong guy,
Victim's dead, the witnesses are too shy,
An ace of spades found in both necks,
An ace of spades missing from two decks...
The crime was never solved,
the killer never absolved.
He carries the murders on his conscience,
He tried to dismiss it as utter nonsense,
He tried to live in the fast lane,
He soon found it drove him insane...
The crime was never solved,
The killer never absolved.
Two bodies, ever are they sleeping,
Another, above the quilt he's peeking,
Preparing for a haunting,
A mind O so daunting...
The crime was never solved,
The killer never absolved.
As another enters the crosshair,
He finds this time he can't dare,
He flees, the company in persuit,
A luger, flash, black... shoot
As the luger flashed in the black,
And the bullet flew through his back,
The company would then decide,
It way his victims he would lay beside...
The crime was never solved,
The killer never absolved,
The crime was never solved
The killer never absolved.
The Consciencious Killer
The Detective's dealing with the wrong guy,
Victim's dead, the witnesses are too shy,
An ace of spades found in both necks,
An ace of spades missing from two decks...
The crime was never solved,
the killer never absolved.
He carries the murders on his conscience,
He tried to dismiss it as utter nonsense,
He tried to live in the fast lane,
He soon found it drove him insane...
The crime was never solved,
The killer never absolved.
Two bodies, ever are they sleeping,
Another, above the quilt he's peeking,
Preparing for a haunting,
A mind O so daunting...
The crime was never solved,
The killer never absolved.
As another enters the crosshair,
He finds this time he can't dare,
He flees, the company in persuit,
A luger, flash, black... shoot
As the luger flashed in the black,
And the bullet flew through his back,
The company would then decide,
It way his victims he would lay beside...
The crime was never solved,
The killer never absolved,
The crime was never solved
The killer never absolved.
King Avallach
Deity of the Old World
The dark knight;43182 said:
Thanks a lot.
This is my attempt at a sort of Emo-Pop song, let me know what you think as this is a new style for me.
Painful existence
Bear the pain,
I've heard it before,
Not long now,
Just a little more.
Is there any hope,
Where there is no truth,
Won't it hurt,
When it can't be soothed?
The days drag on,
Like a wounded cow,
Tolerate it?
Show me how!
The questions swell my brain,
Like a burning cancer,
Will I die long,
Before I know the answer?
Is there any hope,
Where there is no truth,
Won't it hurt,
When it can't be soothed?
As each day passes,
We're slowly decaying,
Say "Hello world,
I'm afraid I can't be staying"
I never broke a mirror,
Always 7 years bad luck anyway,
A life of broken glass,
Maddeningly melancholic display.
Is there any hope,
Where there is no truth,
Won't it hurt,
When it can't be soothed?
Cancel the painkillers,
Cancel the prosac,
Because already,
My life is fully cracked.
I strain my mind,
To reach the next stage,
But I never get past,
The bars of my mental cage.
Is there any hope,
When there is no truth,
Won't it hurt,
When it can't be soothed?
As each a day plays out,
We are slowly decaying,
Say "Hello world,
So sorry but I can't be staying!"
King Avallach
Deity of the Old World
Go, free yourself,
Float on away,
For now is the time,
There's no time to pray.
The world is crumbling,
knawing away,
At itself,
I see no a new crimson day.
One by one, swallowed by greed,
Two by two, destroyed as nature decreed,
Three by three, tumbling into the black,
Four by four, going on 'cos there's no going back.
A new menace,
It lurks everywhere,
Feel your hope,
Destroyed by crushing despair.
We're already dead,
And we don't actually care,
What happens next,
I know for sure, soon we'll be there.
One by one, swallowed by greed,
Two by two, destroyed as nature decreed,
Three by three, tumbling into the black,
Four by four, going on 'cos there's no going back.
Feel the weight burden,
It is on hour shoulders,
Froze as you are now,
You will soon be colder.
"Cogito ergo sum"
A philosophy now undone
Living in the land of the mindless
Everything good now left behind us.
Look all around
With both feet on the ground
The world has left its people
Less than equal.
Carrying on lives, wanton
Innocence all forgotton
Living amongst the blind and mad
We didn't realise what we had.
I want to leave this behind
Travel one day to find
The next stage of civilisation
Our salvation.
One day I will fly from here
Away from anger and fear
A weight lifted off my shoulders
Beauty in the eye of the beholder.
That's perhaps how it could be
A song in the drivel of history
To carry on and keep us going
To know all the seeds we're sowing.
A paradox in motion
Across all oceans
And as all we knew
Maybe absurd, definitely true.
Float on away,
For now is the time,
There's no time to pray.
The world is crumbling,
knawing away,
At itself,
I see no a new crimson day.
One by one, swallowed by greed,
Two by two, destroyed as nature decreed,
Three by three, tumbling into the black,
Four by four, going on 'cos there's no going back.
A new menace,
It lurks everywhere,
Feel your hope,
Destroyed by crushing despair.
We're already dead,
And we don't actually care,
What happens next,
I know for sure, soon we'll be there.
One by one, swallowed by greed,
Two by two, destroyed as nature decreed,
Three by three, tumbling into the black,
Four by four, going on 'cos there's no going back.
Feel the weight burden,
It is on hour shoulders,
Froze as you are now,
You will soon be colder.
"Cogito ergo sum"
A philosophy now undone
Living in the land of the mindless
Everything good now left behind us.
Look all around
With both feet on the ground
The world has left its people
Less than equal.
Carrying on lives, wanton
Innocence all forgotton
Living amongst the blind and mad
We didn't realise what we had.
I want to leave this behind
Travel one day to find
The next stage of civilisation
Our salvation.
One day I will fly from here
Away from anger and fear
A weight lifted off my shoulders
Beauty in the eye of the beholder.
That's perhaps how it could be
A song in the drivel of history
To carry on and keep us going
To know all the seeds we're sowing.
A paradox in motion
Across all oceans
And as all we knew
Maybe absurd, definitely true.
It makes me wanna hit someone.
The Phantarch;43183 said:Thanks a lot.
This is my attempt at a sort of Emo-Pop song, let me know what you think as this is a new style for me.
Painful existence
Bear the pain,
I've heard it before,
Not long now,
Just a little more.
Is there any hope,
Where there is no truth,
Won't it hurt,
When it can't be soothed?
The days drag on,
Like a wounded cow,
Tolerate it?
Show me how!
The questions swell my brain,
Like a burning cancer,
Will I die long,
Before I know the answer?
Is there any hope,
Where there is no truth,
Won't it hurt,
When it can't be soothed?
As each day passes,
We're slowly decaying,
Say "Hello world,
I'm afraid I can't be staying"
I never broke a mirror,
Always 7 years bad luck anyway,
A life of broken glass,
Maddeningly melancholic display.
Is there any hope,
Where there is no truth,
Won't it hurt,
When it can't be soothed?
Cancel the painkillers,
Cancel the prosac,
Because already,
My life is fully cracked.
I strain my mind,
To reach the next stage,
But I never get past,
The bars of my mental cage.
Is there any hope,
When there is no truth,
Won't it hurt,
When it can't be soothed?
As each a day plays out,
We are slowly decaying,
Say "Hello world,
So sorry but I can't be staying!"
King Avallach
Deity of the Old World
King Avallach
Deity of the Old World
The dark knight;43317 said:
A little excessive, don't you think.
I don't want any responsibility, first or second hand for someone being beaten the crap out of.