Poetry

Ok, so, I realise that I kind of need this section here, and I'm not quite sure how to transfer posts yet, so this is a post by Not-Accepted, that was in the 'Anything Goes' section.

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Apparently to the administrator I write some good poetry. So here is an example of my work. And yes I know it does seem really shallow and does not reflect onto me personally.

Here it is...

Carbon Escalate

Send me through the abyss
Send me all of your bliss
Give me 1 final kiss
Your sweet smile I shall miss
To save our peaceful life
We arm with demons knife
Equip with the grim reapers scythe
In order for our strife
And as I say goodbye
I see my friends all cry
For hope that I will fly
Not fall and left to die
The item we all shall see
Is the hidden chest of the remedy
Unchanged, like yew tree
Surreal anomaly

Go to the fight
In the midst’s of the pitch black night
The beast of extraordinary might
Measure impassable weight and height

As hard as we all can try
We shout out our battle cry
March into our final fight
We gave it all out might
Swords are smashing, souls are breaking
Shields are cracking, ground is shaking
Fighters reacting, children screeching
Women screaming! But I’m still thinking
With the final stab of the brawl
The loser weeps with his final crawl
He surrenders in defeat
The king bows down at my feet
Ask he not be sent to Charon
But live peace in life here-on
Was the fight in it for love?
Was the fighting really enough?

© Ezack 2006

Thanks for transfering the post to this forum

Ezack!

Yeah, can u put war of the four leaf clover on here? I just love that one, I know you don't think it means anything to you, but I really like it...

Also, about your poetry, and how you think it doesn't mean anything, it probably means something important to your subconscious mind, even if your consciousness doesn't recognize it.

Hope you like it.

War Of The Four Leaf Clover

Welcome to life my minion
1 rule is not to be forgiving
you are my loyal servant
you are the 1 of the deserving
we go into battle tomorrow
we carry the shadow of sorrow
to fight in the battle of slaughter
that is our misson my soldier

We march into the fight
to find the inner light
nihilism in my soul
no place for a bigger goal
to find who i am to be
to be captured or to be free
to live, or to die
this war will make me cry
the last stand shall end it all
our rise or our fall

Fighting in the final battle was my undoing
killed by the knife, my life flashed before me

You fought, you lost
you died as a cost
not spent your life so well
got sent to the gates of hell
this fire burning thee
you you wish to get free
<"get me out of here!">
but i couldn't even care
you have a second chance
the good in life you shall enhance

Ressurection, of life
brought back by the blood of the knife
relive, for-forever
not to fight, not never
peaceful lives, i choose
for non-violence i will lose
either way my life is doom
when happiness was about to bloom

In hope, in love
lets just hope that it's enough'

And now the war is over
by the drop of the four leaf clover
now that the fighting has been ceased
we go collect the deceased

And as the years go by
we see the generations cry
for the war that sought out power
the world suffers, hour after hour
as worse as a giant supanova
was the war of the four leaf clover

The pain, suffering
the war is still destroying
the scars, the tears
those marks are still laying there
my soul smashed like grass in the mower
dealt done by the four leaf clover

© Ezack 2006

Another poem.

This one is called : Struggles of the barium border.

How could I let this happen?
Oh please not again.
My life was on the road of success.
Now been put onto dismiss.
For 1 lousy mishap.
Been put on my lap.
I have to let my wholesome life go?
Quit before the open show.

The road for ten years to come
Has appeared too much early
Why was I so dumb?
That was not the right key.
To saviour our legions.
We reconsile our allies.
We search all the regions.
Ultimate defense with the lie.

It's tearing me up from the inside.
How much more can I possibly hide?
I need some allies on my side.
Break this border we shall abide.
Rocket motars blast the shields.
And Gunnar men storm the fields.
Sniper rifles, fear the chield.
Spartan men don't know what to wield.

Fear swallowed up my sight.
It showed me the road of fright.
I can't go on for ever.
It will hurt me for ever.
The creatures bite at my pierced skin.
Like the losses to my kin.
This is the road to the final door.
This journey i shall regret, forever more.

© Ezack 2006

Ezack, put that new one on, the one that I said really resonated with me...

Sarah. How did I know that when there was an unread post under this section it was going to be you asking me to put my new poem onto this site to share with everyone. And because I am so nice I will.

The Master's Fury.

On a road in desperation.
I lead me and my generation.
The souls that find the peace.
Ressurect all the deceased.
We protect the holy border.
Shed our tears for the bloody slaughter.
Numerously heal the wounded chield.
Give the weak the strongest shield.

The master will rise.
To the highest point.
To live in despise.
The click of his joint.
The black in his eyes.
With fire in heart.
A monster in size.
Evil from start.

Stripe on our battle paint.
Use the actions of the saint.
March into this final fight.
Overthrow the high with fright.
A lonely task this quest shall be.
The only path of remedy.
All we need is peace from war.
In the dawn the frost will thaw.

He stands with his eyes so black.
Look deep, there's no turning back.
Prepare yourself for the final match.
Look out for the hidden catch.
Slash him with your trusty sword.
Slamming of the c chord.
Blind stab into the dark.
Hope the sword will hit the heart.

The Aftermath of the fight.
Who's the victor with the might?
Blood shed onto the floor.
Soul smashed through the door.
The fighters of peace shall rise into fame.
Turning hope into their shame.
No longer peace of all the lives.
Murdurer of the tribes.

The evershining sun will stay in the skies.
As long as you are true.
The moonlight feeds on the screams and the cries.
But the sky will stay blue.
Our holy master will rise with the fury.
Of a thousand legions as one.
The bluest skys as far as can see.
Our misson is done.

© ezack 2007

i LOVE that! So much! Its on my wall

That does sound just a tad embarraing....

Ezack!

Yeah well, it is awesome... I dont put normal, mainstream teenage stuff on my wall, Ezack... We talking about me lol

Oh I see now. Putting poetry onto walls.... Not something I would usually do but I am going to redecorate my room this year. It will look even more awesome than my school books. I don't think one of those books would be for poetry though, that is restricted to my flash drive.



Ezack!

YEah, I'm making an awesome background for that poem on photoshop, ima end up doing them all

Awesomeness. I need to save up for some instruments so then I can practise tehehehe then I can really compose my songs properly. And most of my poems resemble DragonForce and/or Nightwish signature characteristics.

Ezack!

Mainly Dragonforce, but they're awesome so its ok.

Tear Of life (Shitty titile but who gives a f***!).

The tear.
Filled with hatred, guilt and fear.
As it drops it cries in despair.
Emotions can not dissapear.
Shouts its feelings through the abyss.
How these smiles, I just miss.
Regret not seeing my own bliss.
Forget the everlonging kiss.

As this tear drops to the floor.
I fall in love forever more.
For this love I won't forget.
Devote to you in stone is set.
As this tear runs through the drain.
I feel the darkness and the pain.
To feel strong I do not cry.
But I do when you say goodbye.

Don't let the tear drop and fall.
And crash into the ground.
Hear the silence of my call.
Hear the hidden sound.
Let this tear revive my life.
With the call of a thousand cries.
With the thrust of my knife.
I kneel down and die.

© Ezack 2007

oooh thats good, you write that last night?

No. Wrote it a couple of days ago. But I have so many death poems that they aren't worth seeing. I wrote another one today but it's too much like Tears don't fall - Bullet For My Valentine.

Ezack!