Poems, Poems, And More Dreadful Poems... Here is a collection of new poems =P

[Lunaray 0]

Azure Skies

 

Whenever the sun shines its brilliance

Upon a blackened land

The darkness flees, the tirade ends

As evil retreats deep

 

Whenever the moon rises

Above a dying land

Its purity, its eloquent glow

Guides travelers to their tasks

 

Whenever the stars twinkle

Constant, in their place

Constellations, of many, occur

A universal map ablaze

 

Whenever the shooting stars fall

Leaving a trail of dust

Many wish for a chance to stand tall

Proud among the rest

 

Whenever the aurora glows

With swirling, shimmering colours of light

Its beauty captivates and flows

To charm ones soul to take flight

 

Whenever a rainbow appears

On an aftermath of rain

You will know it?s not wizards work

Merely miracles of the sky.

 

Of the buried and lost

 

What lies beneath the sands?

Shards of a once gleaming sword

Belonging to a man

Whose valor has led him to fought

For what is just and right

 

What lies beneath the blight?

A rotten page, torn and tattered

Belonging to a scribe

In which wisdom was once collected

Now gone and forever lost

 

What lies beneath the lake?

An ancient rune of unknown powers

Belonging to a mage

Before the flood, there was a tower

In which in it, it laid

 

What lies beneath the graves?

Scattered corpses and decayed bones

Belonging to the dead

Disease had taken its massive toll

And death followed suit

 

What lies beneath the heart?

Feelings and emotions, scattered and blown

Belonging to thyself

Wondering minds and pondering souls

Of the ones who are buried and lost

 

Eyes on the world

 

With your eyes on the world

What can you see?

Plains of innocence, flowers and trees

Blown gently by the evening breeze

That is what I see.

 

With your eyes on the world

What can you see?

Oceans of bliss, an expanse of blue

Encompassing the shores of gloom

That is what I see.

 

With your eyes on the world

What can you see?

Mountains of strength, robust and tall

A crowning sight in light of dawn

That is what I see.

 

With your eyes on the world

What can you see?

Forests of old, blooming in grace

For those that seeks an unknown place

That is what I see.

 

With your eyes on the world

What can you see?

Magic, wizards and unperformed deeds

Wondrous feats that lures one to greed

That is what I see.

 

Without your eyes, blind to all

What can you sense?

Darkness, Nothingness, an ending tale

Of the ones that - in life - had failed

That is what awaits.

 

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Well, thats about it... Any comments?

[tmonty 0]

I love poetry by Dani Filth (he sings in Cradle of Filth ];p).

[switch 0]

yeah, i got a comment:woah....yeah its been ages since i've seen poetry like this, there's a certain elegance to it that i haven't seen in a while.good on ya, keep up the good work!

[Se?or Maniac 0]

I never try to make poems because i never have made them that good.

[Darth Vivi 0]

Good job...All the poems I do are little corny joke poems >_>

[Lunaray 0]

Corny? Don't worry... I probably write more corny poems than anyone else... Example? >_>Battlefield hymnTimeless plains, once so greenAre now stained by human greedInnocent flowers - drenched in redGallant souls now lost in vainThe march of invaders can be heardHigh in the air as banners unfurlWith weapons divine, untouched by dirtThey have arrived, sly motives clearBlood will be shed in this nightAs thousands battle deep in strifeHeroes will fall and cowards shall dieVultures circle the blood red skyThe archers have fired, their aim so trueArrows of ice unleashed in flightNo mercy, no warning, for the unwary and lostInto the hearts of many they strikeClashes of steel resound on the fieldAs many a man draw their last breathValiant warriors condemned and lostClear is the vision - the coming of deathBattlefields of hate, hidden to allDisguised by lies, played out in warsPondering on the battles thenWhen will the bloodshed end?I cringe when reading this.

[JaVe 0]

Hmm very interesting...i suck at poems good work!

[clouds421 0]

Well as a girl, I don't mind corniess. Battlefield hymn is nice. It's good that you use a lot of images so it seems very visual when reading your poems... and they rhyme

[Lunaray 0]

Maelstrom of disasterAn enigmatic engine, ravenous and cruelParasitic infection, leeching fuelEternally spitting fumes, dirt and dustLeaving the rest to rot and rustEarthly saints, what a disasterTell me, prophets, is this the future?Nightmares of pollution, destruction and fearAs carnage sweeps past, widespread and clearA life of machines, is this our desire?Reflection of flames, rising fireSmog envelopes the lacerated skyPoisoning our lives with filthy liesWhere has the sun gone - Lost in shadows?A symbol of brilliance in tales once toldOmnipotence fading into obscuritySuch is the sad tale of our reality.Where has all the beauty gone?The soaring clouds and ancient treesWere they simply facades of a dying god?Were they ephemeral delusions, finally freed?Can we repent and bring back the innocence?Can we change, and vanquish malevolence?Can we atone, and bring back eternal beauty?Can we reform, and return everlasting love?In desperation, we stand before an altarTo atone for our sins, of treason and greedIt is of no use, the lord will not answerFreewill he has granted, and will remain freed