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Postby Nicholas » Fri May 11, 2007 12:15 pm

Hey, I thaught it would be cool to have a place where you can write your own poems/lyrics, and maybe get feedback on them.

So I guess I'll start with one of my newest poems/lyrics.


Haunt Departure

Fallen from grace face down in the mud
In the abysmal shade of a burned out sun
Dead voices echo a glourious revelation
A tragic vision painted before my eyes

Amid withered leaves I walk
Through mist and sparkling light
In a forest of shadows I stalk
Surfacing memories blur my sight

Bloodstained and pale
The rope so tight around your neck
Falling into eternity
So silently...

The sight of your agonizing eyes
Portrays thy withering beauty
In the eternal garden of grief
Dance upon the meadows of bliss
The prize of your haunt departure

The lamenting gray skies
Shed tears of colorless gloom
Upon the altar of endless cries
That braught forth your doom

A life forseken
Tormented by years of misery
Falling into eternity
So silently...
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Postby Dedy » Fri May 11, 2007 1:30 pm

Hey, Nicholas, great words! I could imagine this as the lyrics for some kind of dark, emotional, depressive music (perhaps a bit like MDB? :wink: ). I like such stuff! :D

I myself want to present to you some lyrics, which I've written for a musical side-project of mine called "Soul Clairvoyant", as my mostly German lyrics would not make too much sense in here, because only a small minority would understand them. There's also a demo of the song existing somewhere on my computer... :lol: There you go:

Evercaged

Little room, reddened eyes
Why do you never forget?
In this cage, bound by lies
Why do you never forgive me?

Once loved, now broken
Why do you never let me go?
Please don’t let me choke here
What did I do to deserve this hell?

I’m starving
I’m choking
I’m lying here on the floor
I’m wasting
I’m crying
I’m dying here forevermore

Hidden here, no light shed
Feeble screams die unheard
Crestfallen, no way out
Shadows eating up… my mind

Forced claustrophobic feelings
Curse the day my last hope died
To break away, to run away
The illusion’s long since dead

Stay with me my little child
Stay with me until the end, you got to
Stay with me beloved child
Play with me until the end

I’m starving (STARVE!)
I’m choking (CHOKE!)
I’m lying here on the floor (LIAR!)
I’m wasting (WASTE!)
I’m crying (CRY!)
I’m dying here forevermore (DIE!)

Stay with me…
Play with me…
Pray and never lose your faith

I’m forever caged!

Pray with me my little child
Pray with me – salvation come, you got to
Pray with me beloved child
Stay with, play with, pray to me

Father I have lost my way
Belief is not an option now
Father I cannot resolve
I don’t see a back door here…

I’m starving (STARVE!)
I’m choking (CHOKE!)
I’m lying here on the floor (LIAR!)
I’m wasting (WASTE!)
I’m crying (CRY!)
I’m dying here forevermore (DIE!)
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Postby Nicholas » Fri May 11, 2007 1:38 pm

Dedy wrote:Hey, Nicholas, great words! I could imagine this as the lyrics for some kind of dark, emotional, depressive music (perhaps a bit like MDB? :wink: ). I like such stuff! :D


Thanks for your kind words, and if my band will survive these turbulant and dark times, then this song might be recorded on the demo CD in the next months. At least I really hope so. Here is another poem from my pen:

Singing Voice of Ruins

The cold wind sings a new melody
The melody of a dying dream
Dark, brooding - yet somehow lovley
Inviting it's endless stream
It' afflicction an undying tragedy

Hear the cry of the lost souls
The dying who can't find their way
This creations failing unfolds
Witness it as you have every day
As the emptiness around you scolds

Hear the sorrow of the world
And it's endless torrent of misery
Where emotions once swirled
They died - replaced by agony
Something that demons cradled

Cold, gloomy and so pleasing
Thy cry of mournful sorrow
Thy every tear is bitterly easing
Your voice burns to the marrow
Watch as my heart is bleeding
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Postby crown of thorns » Fri May 11, 2007 2:13 pm

Nicholas wrote:Haunt Departure

Fallen from grace face down in the mud
In the abysmal shade of a burned out sun
Dead voices echo a glourious revelation
A tragic vision painted before my eyes

Amid withered leaves I walk
Through mist and sparkling light
In a forest of shadows I stalk
Surfacing memories blur my sight

Bloodstained and pale
The rope so tight around your neck
Falling into eternity
So silently...

The sight of your agonizing eyes
Portrays thy withering beauty
In the eternal garden of grief
Dance upon the meadows of bliss
The prize of your haunt departure

The lamenting gray skies
Shed tears of colorless gloom
Upon the altar of endless cries
That braught forth your doom

A life forseken
Tormented by years of misery
Falling into eternity
So silently...


Great! I think it would be a perfect song for Novembers Doom, Paul Kuhr to sing. 8)
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Postby Nicholas » Fri May 11, 2007 3:07 pm

crown of thorns wrote:I think it would be a perfect song for Novembers Doom, Paul Kuhr to sing. 8)


Yes, especially after Pale Haunt Departure
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Postby vorbis » Fri May 11, 2007 3:21 pm

Some old old things I wrote...haha...this thread made me reminisce!

Oh Pearled Luna

Oh Pearled Luna,
How I gaze at thee.
And doth everything,
Seem right

My only companions
Thy beauty, and ghostly
Wandering owl. Keeping,
Me sane and true,

This night. Dont let
The treacherous sun,
Come between us,
Our candlelit serenade.

Fill with prophecies,
Of majestic doom.
Lay me down in,
Peace to rest with thee,

For ours is the night.
I am you servant,
And company to,
While away darkened hours
Together.



Sic Ad Nauseam

Death is a virtue
As is silence
The evil that men do
Paid in penance

Sic Ad Nauseam!

Force his hand
Mine own is true
Take his land
The animosity grew

Sic Ad Nauseam!

Faking a smile
Failing the eyes
Just wait a while
You see time flies

Sic Ad Nauseam!

The taste of victory
Often bitter sweet
It's like a bedtime story
Rarely a treat

Sic Ad Nauseam!

So on to dreamland
Far away from here
Here is the man of sand
Is this who you fear?

Sic Ad Nauseam!

Desperate for hope
Do you hate it?
I'm just dope
Try me for a bit

Sic Ad Nauseam!

In trepidation I wait
For the end is surely here?
I don't believe in fate
Death is what I really fear.

Sic Ad Nauseam
Sic Ad Nauseam.


Beginning

My dream of life is fast turning to death
I wanted to live and breathe
I bled just to know I was alive
Now my pale skin is a sign
That dreams are fake
And I only lived to die

Blinded in the face of beauty
Constellations dance around my head
Falling deeper into darkness
Will the tide turn for me
Or am I swept out to sea?
Commit my last sin and say goodbye

My headstone is simple yet,
It reveals an inner secret
Capturing time to waste
A creeper wraps the runes
In a tangled weeping mess
Death is only the beginning
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Postby Azz » Sun May 13, 2007 9:45 pm

Something I wrote 2 years ago. This is more of an exercize then a poem but here goes:

Beginning With Nothing,Left With...


I feel I past a point of love and despair
In the end darkness is still in my lair

After the final bell will sing
Before my end,hope must bring
Create me anew,hopeful,but not a fool
Drawing the paintings,leaving a drool
Erase the past
Free at last
Greet the future
Heed the lecture
Incite and despise
Joyful and wise
Killing toward demise
Leave the dead to the dead
My words have already been said
Nothing is new,yet I desire to be
Oh,poor dreamer that is me
Prove I must that I am more
Question riddles,kill a whore
Rest my eyes from the world
Save my soul that is so absurd
The end is near,three days have past
Unless everything isn't dead at last
Voyaging I stay vexed
Waiting for what comes next
Xenophobic society in constant pain
You brainless cattle are so lame
Zombies all,you'll never change

The start is simple it begins with nothing
The end is the same,everything turns into nothing.

Indifference breeds indifference.
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Postby Tradewind » Mon May 14, 2007 9:41 am

Well this is a new song of my band. Not completed yet! These are the lyrics.

Sense Of Loss

I Still Wonder Why
Why I Play These Games
Gambling And Losing
Hoping But Losing

And Here I Am
Alone, With Them
There's No Way
I Can Stand This Again

I Choose To Live
And I am Playing
You Are Here
And I am Trying

There Were Times I Could Act
And Sometimes I Could Leave
But I am Still Gambling
Craving For A Win

I Chose To Live
And I'm Still Playing
You Are Here
And I am Trying
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Postby Nicholas » Thu May 17, 2007 4:06 pm

Withered Rose

You were once
But no more
Everything fades
So does life and love
Like the beuty of Roses
Wither with time.....

My heart can bleed no more for you
So don't shed more tears for me
Do not mourn what we've become
Nothing

But for what we could have been
Please accept my last gift
A withered rose
From my withered garden
Which is like my soul
Cold and empty
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Postby crown of thorns » Thu May 17, 2007 6:17 pm

Nice! I'm a sucker for poems. :)
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Postby Aylin Black » Thu May 17, 2007 6:37 pm

I tried writing only one poem in my entire life... and it sucks... :lol: So.. i guess i'll be reading only your poems... but guys... Impress me... you haven't done it yet
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Postby psychosomatiKing » Fri May 18, 2007 9:00 am

Havent written any poems for a long time now, so I guess I'll just show you some old ones. I'll start with two and if anyone should happen to like them I might post some more.
Cheers.


The Nursery

Listen to my voice
Listen to the void
To the crisp and the hollow
I make a frail sound
For you to follow
And I smear out the clouds
With my fingers...
With my scarred and swollen fingers
In a childlike manner
And you giggle
And throw your head back
White flash of teeth
I offer you truth
In a papercut

(it's a promise)

The sky wont perfect you.


Listen to my voice
Listen to the world
A whisper in the shallows
You swing, playfully
In the gallows
One word, piercing through
By mistake
You offer me truce
And hurt yourself
With your nails...
With your chewed and broken nails
In a god-like manner
You touch yourself
Until you are beautiful

(it's a lie)

The sky wont perfect you.



Prelude to Miserable Endings

We were always stronger in the mornings
Entangled as we were
In bedsheets and the remnants of dreams
With our hair standing on end
And our folly
Still asleep in it's cradle

(I have learned)

But then, day would come
And we were always hopeful
Even though our spirits got broken
For we lived in a lighthouse
And we shut our ears to the mockery of seagulls
While measuring the steepness of the fall

(I've found ways to adapt)

In the evenings
There was no end to our laughter
As it echoed up and down the tower
It hid the tears very well
Those that we so desperately did cry
Filling up bucket by bucket...

(I was prepared)

It was always dark at night
No matter how much we chased the light
We would run ourselves breathless
And search with blinded eyes
Sweat-imbued and shaking...
And hope... hope was lost somehow

(but I am lost now)
"Inspiration is a word used by people who aren't really doing anything."
— Nick Cave
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Postby Azz » Fri May 18, 2007 1:31 pm

Here Aylin... how do you fancy this then? It's in romanian so sorry for the rest who can't read it.

O stiu pe ea


"Esti orbit de iubire"
Orbit de ea sunt.zici?
Orbit sa fiu
Orbit si viu
Un om printre furnici
De va veni
O voi iubi
De nu
Nu voi muri
Ca iar,din nou
Si inca o data
Ma voi pleca
Si inchina
La a mea soarta
Speranta
Dulce amaruie
De culege morti
Ne arunca-n vise
Si ne agata
Din calea cruzii sorti
Fie mie
Intunecata feerie
Pe care voi fugi
Si nu voi mai spera nicicum
Caci nu voi mai muri
O stiu pe ea
Cum n-o stii tu
Mai intim c-a ei mama
Caci am mancat
Si am suferit
Din a ei dulce poama
Ferice cel ce n-a iubit
Caci el e gol si mort
Si n-a avut de suferit
Din povara ce o port
Ai ei parinti
Cei fara minti
Iar nu ma lasa-n pace
Si nu ma lasa sa m-adap
Din gura ei ce-mi place
Ma uit in stanga
Ma uit in dreapta
Ma uit la dracu iara
Si iar,din nou
Ca inca o data
De eu voi mai trai
Ma rog sa nu se mai repete
De m-ar lasa,de voi iubi
Oricare dintre fete
Iar ea din nou de va fugi
Eu nu voi mai spera
Ca sa fim sinceri nu voi mai iubi
Niciodata ca pe ea
Asta-i acum
Asa ca sper
Ca timpul sa se schimbe
Dar fatalist fiind nu pot
S-astept un vis
Chiar un miraj
Pe care-n cap il port
Asa ca-nchei aici,acum
Ca-ncep sa ma oftic
Si incep sa tai si sa ma plang
Sa nu ma mai ridic
Va spun acum fara nici o rima
Ca esti un prost,dar cu un rost
Nu-i a voastra vina
Va spun odata si pentru totdeauna
Eu adio voua
Tarandu-ma prin a vostru cap
A tot batut de roua.

Indifference breeds indifference.
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Postby Necrolog » Fri May 18, 2007 1:47 pm

An orphan sitting on the stone
Tries to recollect
Where's his mother, where's his home
And cannot understand
Kept away from mother's weasel
Creeping in the Mud
He tries to find his own way....
In This F***ed Brutal World
did you see the Sun?
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Postby Aylin Black » Fri May 18, 2007 2:38 pm

no no no... i want white vers... Stop it with the rhyme... people...
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