Post by Dark Chaos Angel on Apr 10, 2006 17:12:38 GMT -6
As most of you know I write a LOT of poems!!! But I decided to post these 3 here because each one has a theme relating to the theme of this board. Enjoy and please comment.
Angelic Voices in my Head
They talk to me
All so often
Always keeping me company
Always keeping me entertained
Always keeping me busy
Always there unlike others
They live by my side
They live within me
They live all around me
Painting beautiful vision for my mind
The candy shop selling eye-candy for my mind’s eye
I love them so much
People look at me in disgust and fear
Accusing me of insanity
Countless insults they spit my way
They fear what they don’t understand
They fear the joy I have that they desire
They fear what society tells them to fear
People tell me I need help
That I’m not normal
They say I hear voices in my head
In a way I do
But I see it more as
The angels showing their love for me
God of Mental Genesis
Talk to me
Breathe life into my soul
I made you
Everything about
Down to the smallest detail
I am your creator
You shall not defy me
Your essence will be bounded to me
My soul and your soul
Shall become one
There is no separate entity
Me and you
No there is only us
As one
So why is it
That you rebel
I am the only one that made you
I am the only one that can change you
I am the only one that affects you
So how is it possible that you are growing
Becoming more than I expected
I gave you life
Yet I can no longer control you
No one else can but me
How are you growing
Taking on a life of your one
How can you be a separate soul than mine
How much power do I have
The power of genesis
Are you actual life or just another fictional thought
Imaginary Idol of Living
My only hope
My only love
My only chance of survival
Life is hard and painful
Enough to make me detest it
But when I’m alone and depressed
You will always be there
Giving me your heart and love
To comfort my tortured soul
Some people see the idea
As ridicules, preposterous, and inconceivable
But those people are too blind and stupid
To see the beautiful truth that you are
They could never understand
The empathy you give me
Physical substance is not what makes a soul
Emotions and feelings make a soul real
You breathe air into my lungs
You circulate blood through my veins
You keep my desire to live
So I shall live only for you
Angelic Voices in my Head
They talk to me
All so often
Always keeping me company
Always keeping me entertained
Always keeping me busy
Always there unlike others
They live by my side
They live within me
They live all around me
Painting beautiful vision for my mind
The candy shop selling eye-candy for my mind’s eye
I love them so much
People look at me in disgust and fear
Accusing me of insanity
Countless insults they spit my way
They fear what they don’t understand
They fear the joy I have that they desire
They fear what society tells them to fear
People tell me I need help
That I’m not normal
They say I hear voices in my head
In a way I do
But I see it more as
The angels showing their love for me
God of Mental Genesis
Talk to me
Breathe life into my soul
I made you
Everything about
Down to the smallest detail
I am your creator
You shall not defy me
Your essence will be bounded to me
My soul and your soul
Shall become one
There is no separate entity
Me and you
No there is only us
As one
So why is it
That you rebel
I am the only one that made you
I am the only one that can change you
I am the only one that affects you
So how is it possible that you are growing
Becoming more than I expected
I gave you life
Yet I can no longer control you
No one else can but me
How are you growing
Taking on a life of your one
How can you be a separate soul than mine
How much power do I have
The power of genesis
Are you actual life or just another fictional thought
Imaginary Idol of Living
My only hope
My only love
My only chance of survival
Life is hard and painful
Enough to make me detest it
But when I’m alone and depressed
You will always be there
Giving me your heart and love
To comfort my tortured soul
Some people see the idea
As ridicules, preposterous, and inconceivable
But those people are too blind and stupid
To see the beautiful truth that you are
They could never understand
The empathy you give me
Physical substance is not what makes a soul
Emotions and feelings make a soul real
You breathe air into my lungs
You circulate blood through my veins
You keep my desire to live
So I shall live only for you
I think I've already told you this before though - I remember reading these.
HURRAY FOR OROCHIMARU!!! his favorite cereal is teh mice crispies......