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Man, I am actually almost done writing one. I ususally write a guitar part to my songs first, and then the lyrics, so I will have it done soon! Do you have any you would like to share?

The blade fell down from the heavens,
It killed the people by the dozens,
It drew a hole through existence,
It murdered all who listened.

Threw down by the gods,
Made wars, against the odds,
Crushed the crystal palace of eden,
Weilded by a heartless heathen.

The blade cast down by a might,
Ended the turmoil and the night,
Drew through a blood ridden mound,
Not making a single sound.

Drilling a depression deep as hell,
The demonic blade justly fell,
Black as night and dark as coal,
It held the might of a human soul.

I thought this one up in a jiff, tell me if it is good and if you don't like it just don't rag on it please.

im not really big on poetry but we had to write an ode for school. you can go to my profile to see it.

Wow, I got responses, how freakin' awesome this is!

One-liners for all of you:

@Osynck: In my head, this sounds like an absolutely wicked rap. Alternatively it would fit grunge/punk/industrial rock perfectly, too.

@Devoidless: I mean this as a compliment, but this actually reminds me of Sting. If you've heard Big Lies Small World, that's just how I imagine the delivery.

@thoadthetoad: Say no more, I think this speaks for itself! The subject matter might be standard for some genres, but I reckon the last line pretty much makes it right there.

@BASHA: LOL. Have you seen Weebl and Bob? Please. Look it up. It's all about an egg and his love for pieeee...

Now I guess seeing as you've all shared, I shall too! But I do all kinds of things...so what would you prefer?

a) Rap...stuff
b) Emo stuff (please no, lest I cut myself!)
c) Pensive stuff
d) Soppy stuff
e) Upbeat stuff

Well here we go. This is sort of an emo song, but it was influenced by Last Night by Skillet
Oh and Strop, I think you should do some upbeat stuff. Something to bob my head to even if I don't know the beat. I'll just make up one!

Tears falling down into the water,
Your flame is getting hotter.
Taking your rage out on me,
Is not the way it should be.

This is the last time
I see you cryyyyin
Get up off the floor and wipe your face,
This is just not the right place.
You don't want to end your life,
Get out of the dark and see the light.
Don't question whyyy,
This is the Last time.

I'm not generally much of a forum poster, and as such, this'd be my first on armorgames (Be gentle. ;P).
But I happen to be quite interested in poetry, so this thread caught me easily.

So, here you are. I'm taking a creative writing class, and they publish a book containing at least one prose/poem from everyone at the end of the year. This is my one.

It was originally untitled, due to my liking both the original idea (a family couch) and a suggested idea (a worn, leather jacket). I was threatened with beatings until I put a real title on it.

Family Couch

Slick leather,
A humorous stain.
Memories bound
To where we've lain.
Stitching visible,
A tearful smell.
The many laughs
And the broken, felt.
This is where
We've come and gathered,
Played, seen, heard,
And tethered.
Warm and cozy;
Spacious and cold.
Always catering
for our need to mold.
Replacing this heart
Is not easily done,
Not when here,
you've cried or won.

Ok, a really short sappy one I made on a whim for an AIM away message.

I want to hug you, kiss you, make you my own
I want to love, you, hold you, so I won't feel alone
I want to lay you down, bed you, make you moan
I want to feel you, hold you, never leave you alone

Might expand on it later, doubt it though. And yes, I write a lot of poems and such about love and lost loves. I just write about what I know...and fighting and drinking do not make good poems. XD

@Coheed: That reads like the Linkin Park of old! Except it's probably harder, if you know what I mean.

@Lahlipops: I read it first time through and thought "that was nice in a sentimental way...then I read it through again and spotted your adjectival use of emotions: "A humorous stain". That's ingenious!

@'voidy: Oh, you're pathetic xD I should write an Ode To Voidy- "...And a Fighter, a Drinker, and a Lover was he..."

Hahahaha.

Oh, I forgot. Here's some upbeat lyrics. I also wrote music to it, and one of my music teachers from high school told me it reminded her of Billy Joel. Argh!

Anyway, it's best (admittedly) described as pop rock. And yes, it's a bit sappy because I'm writing this about my partner.


Shooting Stars

1:

Count,
Every dot in the sky,
Twinkling shining sparks of life so up on high!
Can somebody tell me, what it's like up there,
Can nobody see them,
Or nobody cares?

CHORUS:

Hey there shooting star,
You've got so far to fall to earth,
You lost your berth in heaven,
While I desperately endeavour,
To grasp the light, hold it tight,
'cause it's something I don't deserve,
And we were worlds apart,
But in my heart you were burning bright,
Wondrous sight to see the blazing trails-
Across my view you always flew so true,
But just be sure, if you were to fall I'd-
Surely, surely catch you.

2:

Come,
This mere mortal loves you so,
Singled you out now I only wish I could go!
Could you share your brilliance, if you fell from grace,
Would it be worth it,
For all of outer space? Well-

CHORUS

BRIDGE:

With these hands,
I'll take you, claim you, free you from your path-
Across the lands,
I'll reach you wherever you are,
Now I flail, now I fail,
Please don't leave me please believe me you're my guiding light,
I could make us I could break us for our sake I'd try!

3:

Smile,
I know I've got you now,
Would you sully our precious glow with a little frown?
We should be living, moving on from the past,
It don't matter no more,
We're together at last,

CHORUS (oh, just one more time, I'll write it out)

Hey there shooting star,
You've got so far to fall to earth,
You lost your berth in heaven,
While I desperately endeavour,
To grasp the light, hold it tight,
'cause it's something I don't deserve,
And we were worlds apart,
But in my heart you were burning bright,
Wondrous sight to see the blazing trails-
Across my view you always flew so true,
But just be sure, if you were to fall I'd-
Surely, surely catch you,

With these hands! (Or maybe this should read: "haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaands!&quot


~strop (January 2008)

I get exactly what you mean. Linkin Park's old stuff was ALOT better than their new music. I think I might write more and maybe record it, but I don't have the stuff to do it good.

Hold on just a moment, this has motivated me to FINISH MY SESTINA! OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111!!1!!!

Black Ink - A Sestina

Feel the cold stare of the blank page,
Elusive words avoid your pen,
Your mind an empty pool of ink,
The guarded secrets of the words,
You wish that you could make them flow,
You cannot write.

Be it poem or story you must write,
Be it few or many pages,
Be the writing blocked or flowing,
Be it written in pencil or pen,
Be them humorous or sombre words,
A mighty task it is to apply ink.

You cautiously dip your pen in ink,
Place it on the paper and begin to write,
Unhappy with your words,
You destroy the page,
Begin once more with the pen,
Try to make the words flow.

A black scrawl begins to flow,
Fingers become stained with ink,
Furious movements with the pen,
You continue to write,
Filling up page after page,
You have discovered the words.

You read your words,
A river of chaos and beauty flows,
You turn from page to page,
Each one contains nonsensical ink,
You cannot understand what you write,
Black blood bleeds from your broken pen.

In horror you cast away your pen,
Destroy the wretched words,
Ashamed and afraid of what you write,
Down your eyes tears flow,
Tears hot with rage and black with ink,
They stain they mess of your pages.

You leave behind your bleeding pen,
your ruined pages,
Your broken words.

Browsing the forums
I rage at the bad grammar
Why do I come here?


THANK YOU, THANK YOU.

Haha, osynck, are you crushin' or something? :P

@ Coheed: Well, I'm not sure. When I heard the new LP I kinda lost touch with the old- it changed. Also, there are some songs I like on the new LP, which are somewhat reminiscient of the LP that I knew previously, in particular Leave Our All the Rest. I notice, however, that this very rarely makes it into anybody's favorites list, regardless of what kind of LP fan they are.

@ Ubertuna: I...don't know what to say. It's... ;..; Well, when did you start writing it?

Want me to write a random quick one before I go to work? No? Well too bad. ^_^

I see you standing there, with that look on your face
You do not even realize it but you are a disgrace
A disgrace to the whole human race
You think you know me, think you can act like it is a joke
Yet if only you knew what I think when I smoke
Smoke which my inner fires it will stoke
Be ready to defend yourself, fall into your best stance
Because when you blink my strike will be no glance
No glance that will start our mortal dance
If you knew who I was, you would not stand your ground
For I will not stopped until I know you're downed
Downed mere moments after my feelings drowned


Go me?