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myOtaku.com: Poetry Union
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Welcome to my site archives. 10 posts are listed per page.
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Monday, June 25, 2007
Real Monster
-In a house of creatures, all unknown
-they cry and scream, wail and moan
-blood spatter on the walls
-pools of it down the halls
-If you let them, they'll eat your soul
-to tear me to shreads is their only goal
-they act nice and play awhile
-then I speak, and hate oozes like bile
-they bite and claw and tear into me
-blood drips as I try to flee
-But as soon as they've hurt me enough
-things will really start to get rough
-monsters growl
-monsters howl
-monsters all want to be
-a monster hiding in me
-soon they'll know just what they've done
-with a final blow... my turn to have fun
~Ekedo~
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Sunday, June 24, 2007
Dark tendrils creep around me,
Blocking the day from every way,
The tears i want to cry,
They cannot fall...
And i dare never let them...
The people I thought I knew...
Those who I trusted with my life,
And darkest secrets,
They sought to broke me,
And now the shreds lie scattered.
I never though of a time I wanted to go back,
And now when I don't want to...
I find myself pulled so gently back,
By hands seeming to taunt me,
Taunt me and rip my already broken heart out.
~silver star rose~
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Friday, June 22, 2007
Summer
The summer love
under the clear blue sky.
The sun so bright
and the beautiful moonlight.
And the songs of the birds
in the morning.
All the rain of today
that lessens the heat of yesterday.
The trips, the beaches
even the sound of all the insects.
That was the last time
but this summer’s not over yet;
We still have the time to make it even better.
~kaisap112/One Word~
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Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Vampire Love
Who is to blame really?
If your pale cheeks are flushed so beautifully…
So beautifully tempting…
I’m tired and hungry.
It was a long day yesterday,
If I think about it,
It’s been like that everyday for several years now…
Just one bight…
That’s all I need,
It’ll satisfy my hunger for that time again,
And I know my love for you increases…
You have everything I need to live,
But without that fresh blood,
I am nothing.
Is it because I am a vampire that scares you?
I too have standards like you.
It’s not my fault at all that I am this creation,
Always shunned,
Always denied what I need to live,
So if you please my love,
Help me now.
You know it’s not my fault,
Not really at all-
Because I have been bitten by a vampire.
That is how I came to be like this now,
But do not fear,
I will not ruin your life,
So long as you return my favour.
~silver star rose~
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Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Staring at the starlight
Glistening on the rain-dropped grass,
I see reflected
The feelings of my past.
Whether shining like the moon
Or dim like the sun,
At night, I see them--
The memories that are done.
I'd like to forget,
But in twilight they expand.
Covering the sky,
It makes them seem grand.
The stars already passed,
Once twinkling in my heart,
I try to erase them,
But memories can't part.
~Angel Zakuro~
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Sunday, June 17, 2007
Who they really are.
What exactly are poets, musicians, drawers and painters?
In one word they’re creators.
They turn dreams to words
memories to sound
and make the greatest moments eternal.
They’re people who have spread their wings
and dream most of their time.
But that’s why they have their heads up in the clouds:
How can you simply walk on the ground when you have wings of creativity in your way?
They’re all daydreamers
though some might hide it better than others;
but from time to time
you might catch them staring at nothing.
But that’s only what it looks like to you.
In reality they’re far away;
flying in the sky
walking in the flower fields
and not letting reality chain their minds.
So even though most of these people don’t get written down in history books
they will be remembered:
as the people who captured hopes, dreams and moments
and gave them form;
As writings, sounds and pictures
that will never lose their beauty.
~kaisap112/One Word~
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Saturday, June 16, 2007
Poem 1.0
They say a rose by any other name, is just as sweet
So open your eyes and take a seat
Into a realm of wonder we will peer
With only your imagination to steer
A world of Poets who beg to speak out
Fictitious or not, from their hearts, there’s no doubt
Fantasy, Reality, Steeped in calamity
Mesmerize, fantasize
What ever you want
Say what you feel
Come with me, is it a deal?
~Ekedo~
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