Lines of sorrow

[Crow]

Another one bites the dust

Alone and thinking of love
Obsessions inside tend to shove
Pushing me to an outburst
I fear it may be the worst.

Melancholic lament in the dark
Of repeated mistakes I bare the mark
And the scars left on my heart
Another rejection, sharp as a dart.

Musical laments are so sweet
These melancholic songs are a treat
Feeding my bittersweet cries
Another failure in a long list of tries.

[Kiera]

imi place poezia, sper sa mai scri si altele.

[DeeDee]

Hm, o poezie cam departata de stilul tau normal, e o schimbare neasteptata...ce pot sa spun? Imi place ca ai inceput sa vorbesti despre sentimente si mi-ai deschis apetitul pentru poezia ta.

[Crow]

Aromatic loneliness

Sitting in a rose garden
Feeling my skin harden
Feeling love pass me by
Don’t understand but I don’t try

The sweet aroma all around me
Comes from everything I see
In this garden I am alone
Untouched, my heart, turns to stone

I waited, hoped but didn’t see
That you were right beside me
From this loneliness I want to flee
Only your love could set me free

I can see no one around
Love is nowhere to be found
While I feel my skin harden
I sit in this rose garden

scrisa in liceu la ora de franceza sau muzica prin clasa 11-a sau a 12-a

[DeeDee]

Se pare ca te mentii pe stilul asta  surrounded by beauty you refuse to succumb to your weakness and instead decide to shield yourself from the world...eul poetic merita iubit pentru curajul de care da dovada.
Ne dai si ceva poezii mai recente? 

[Crow]

e mai recenta... cred ca am scriso candva anul asta... sau anul trecut? oricum, e mai ciudata, ar vrea sa fie cantec

Moonscar the pirate

Living life! An ingrown laceration
Lovin! The lawless liberation
Singin! Selfless celebrations
Cursin! The sanctimonious scarecrows

It's a massacre of monsters and ministers
It's mayhem of misinterpretation
It's the midnight massacre of Moonscar

Defyin! The destructive delegates
Defendin! The diseased and the defective
Firin! On fabrications and facades
Shoutin! Savagery and sainthood

It's a misspelled message
It's a misshapen metaphor
It's the midnight massacre of Moonscar

Misshapen, misunderstood, mistaken
Messages from memories forgotten
Livin, lovin, singin
Calibrated curses
Defyin, defendin, shoutin
While firin mouths off

Killin, clownin, celebratin
Music, massacres and meditation
Ceasing, severin, separatin
Ties, bonds and all connections

To piracy, pillaging and plundering
To illegal, immoral and indecent
Messages, movements and Moonscar