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Red Rose for the Dying Child.

He sleeps tonight,
That child in the alley,
Using the blanket I gave him last night.
He crouches in the darkness,
Trying to keep warm,
Trying to maintain his miserable life,
To keep his dead soul trapped.
To make sure he doesn't leave this cursed place,
Not without making an impresion first,
Not without making sure that people knew he existed.

Last night, his soul escaped.
It flew off into the heavens and he was now alone.
He wasn't dead yet, just empty, that's all.
Now when I pass by him, I don't give him food or clothing,
I give him a red rose.
A red rose for a dying child, I'd say,
As I hand him it and smile.
He looks up at me and thanks me for it,
Because he knows I'm right, and he awaits his fate.
What was once his fear and enemy has now become his escape,
The day he has always been avoiding has now finally come.
A red rose for a dying child, I'd say,
And a white one for the dead.

He sleeps now.
He has left this dreadful place,
Because he has fulfilled his vows.
He made an impression and the world knows he exists,
Because I knew him, I talked to him,
I knew.
That's all he ever wanted,
That child.
I visit the same spot where he used to try to keep warm,
Huddled up in the blanket I gave him.
The ritual continues every night,
Even though he is gone.
A red rose for the dying child, I'd say;

And a white one for the dead.
"I don't look for trouble, but if it comes, I hide from it. Damn right, pretty boy. You may call me chicken, but I've known a lot of Kindred over the years who got smart just a few seconds too late. It's not like we can't die, it's just that it don't come natural any more." - Nosferatu

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Storm Flower

These dismal skies above me as I lay here in this ground.
The wind breaks up my petals, and my leaves are all but drowned.
So strange this life I have to live, such torment to exist,
This tender life grown weaker by the chances I have missed.
And now this darkness covers me, each day seems just like night,
No strength have I to live this lie, to stand alone and fight.

Endurance is a part of me, but time just ebbs away,
How long will I survive like this, I watch myself decay.
Then suddenly, amidst the storm, a window in the sky,
A ray of hope shines down on me, from somewhere way up high.
Is this a dream, or am I really seeing what I see,
I turn around to face you as your light falls over me.

My strength starts to rebuild itself, I needed this so much,
A million miles away from me, and still I feel your touch.
My leaves unfurl to welcome you, to bask in such delight,
The sunshine back into my life, an ending to my plight.
I breath you, feel you all around, I flourish as you shine,
I need to feel you everyday, I need to make you mine.

The days go by and turn to weeks, yet still we are as one,
The times when I was weak and dying surely now have gone.
Each morning dawn approaches as I eagerly await,
Your beauty and enlightenment, the magic you create.

We walk as one till day is done, and night falls once again,
I hold you tight with all my might, and kiss goodbye the rain.
This unity of you and me, so perfect in a way,
We complement each other, in the things we do and say.
This breathing, wanting, sharing you, is all I seem to need,
The life that flows within me, gives me courage to succeed.

Such comfort do I feel in knowing that you are around,
I relish in this splendor, in this miracle we found.
This need for you, my greed for you, just makes me want you more,
I never felt such feelings in the life I knew before.
I hold to you, and selfishly admit you to this heart,
Forever to be here with me, and never meant to part.

Then one day as I bathe in you, a weakness do I find,
A something that I never thought would have to cross my mind.
The feeling that I have within, begins to harbor pain,
The weakness that I left behind, is coming back again.
The ground around me starts to crack, my leaves and petals dry,
What pain is this that burns me so, a furnace in the sky.

How can it be that now I see an ending to my fate,
I try and try to answer 'why', before it gets too late.
The strength that makes me whole again, seeps slowly as I burn,
Yet as the night becomes the day, I pray for your return.
We got this far by who we are, so why now should it end,
Up in the sky I see you there, your pain I try to mend.

Is all that we have come to be, so soon to turn to dust,
Inside, you share a part of me, I can't betray your trust.
What do I need to do in life in order to survive,
Why should I have to lose someone who makes me feel alive.
The pride I had eludes me as my head starts looking down,
My eyes see only petals dead, all turned a lifeless brown.

The storms are but a memory, the rain clouds are no more,
And yet I find me yearning for those times gone long before.
This thirst becomes my enemy, no matter how I try,
My weakened body suddenly depends on days long gone by.
It seems the rain must still remain a part of nature's game,
I guess I should have realized, and now must take the blame.

The cost of what we have become, has turned to such a mess,
A tearing pain of unity, a lifeline of distress.
I find myself diseased by hurt, yet, still I don't believe,
That all the answers will be there, if ever you should leave.
I let the clouds roll over you, still wanting you to stay,
But if I should survive through this, there is no other way.

This loving from you everyday, on which I so depend,
Will cause a pain so hard to bear, and bring us to an end.
For reasons that are hard to face, for all the things gone wrong,
I need to lose my sight of you, in order to be strong.
So let the rains wash over me, the darkness hide my face,
As I remain alone, here in this godforsaken place.

The thing that makes it easier to deal with as I grow,
Is something that I hope to have, and something you should know,
This life I live is hard, sometimes, but things will get me through,
For you are now a part of me, whatever you may do.
And always will it be this way, if I am to exist,
A day when you cannot be seen, a glow that will be missed,

But if I try and look real hard, through clouds that hang above,
I still see all you are to me, the brightness of your love.
And though you may be far away, you still will be close by,
I see you there behind these clouds that paint this dreary sky.
So let these storms rage onwardly as rivers flood the night,
The warmth I knew will soon shine through,
....and bless me with your light.
"I don't look for trouble, but if it comes, I hide from it. Damn right, pretty boy. You may call me chicken, but I've known a lot of Kindred over the years who got smart just a few seconds too late. It's not like we can't die, it's just that it don't come natural any more." - Nosferatu

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I was deeply touched...moved to tears..
You are very talented..to grasp the heart or soul, if only for a moment, of the
reader,as such is (if not for the purge of emotion) the most glorious thing a writer can do.
Such pain, yet such empathy...I really was brought to tears.
Seems it's obvious I'm a person who can really feel pain, one
whom is easily touched by the pain of others. Hence, all the weeping and mourning nicks....it is my nature.

Peace...
Weeping..aka MourningAngel

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I can't begin to express my gratitude for you taking the time to share your absolutely....there are no words to describe these.Awe inspiring would be an understatement....Thank you.

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Those poems are awsome girl, ttyl,
:) :) :) :)

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:ph34r: girl?! :ph34r:
"I don't look for trouble, but if it comes, I hide from it. Damn right, pretty boy. You may call me chicken, but I've known a lot of Kindred over the years who got smart just a few seconds too late. It's not like we can't die, it's just that it don't come natural any more." - Nosferatu

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A girl?... :blink:






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Retaliate

Suddenly now, you're oh so great
You got everywhere because of me
Then you turned it all around
And shoved me to the ground

I introduced you to him
You knew how much I cared
While you sat there and stared
It's not fair
I keep wondering why
I want you to die
I never gave you any reason
To act the way you did
But now, retaliation... has begun

But I'm about to retaliate
I can't deal with all this hate
I'm gonna retaliate
I'm sorry... it cant wait
But I have to retaliate
Retaliate....
On you

I want you to know how it feels
To be betrayed
By the person you trusted
I want you to resort to a blade
I guess you should have stayed
Out of my way
I want you to hurt as much as i have
I want you to bleed the way i did
I want you to have scars
I want you to cry tears forever
I want to see you cry
But most of all...
I want you to die
"I don't look for trouble, but if it comes, I hide from it. Damn right, pretty boy. You may call me chicken, but I've known a lot of Kindred over the years who got smart just a few seconds too late. It's not like we can't die, it's just that it don't come natural any more." - Nosferatu

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Slain Dove

Look at the silent sky o'er head, where the souls of the lost are constantly lead, a zephry does stir thy fair angelic brow, kiss the wind as it speaks vow, fear not my dearest love, for soon thou shall dance with the stars above. Nights speckled, soft mantle does darken the sky, I'll hold the light, please dont cry. The eyes which used to mirror nights glory, now are fadded, lost of worry. Fear not my loce, the wounds not deep, I pray the lord thy should to keep, thy precious blood was spilt today, oh, aye, there will be hell to pay, mine dove, you flew so high, I pray to god that you won't die. Why can't my fallen dove hold death at bay, oh god, why does it have to be this way, do not snuff out thy precious life's spark. Don't leave me here alone in the dark, your blood, dark scarlet juice of life, loosened by the worlds cold fey knife,, doth moisten the grass with sacred gore, dearest love, you need not fear anymore. Head in my lap i hold you tight, let not your soul take premature flight, hold mine hand and count the stars, growing are my mental scares, NO! Prithee be patient my little dove, do not let death give you the final shove, stay with me, upon this earth, hold tight to its solid girth, it waits for you, here to stay, please don't let you spirit be lead away.
NO! Please open thine eyes, though i hate thy dying cries, I fear the oppressive silence of death, take not thy last sweet breath.
Do not dwell in Hade's fields, as glorious as they are, stray not thy precious grasp that's been here for you so far, your safe with me, I'll protect you, let not settle the gathering moistened dew. Dear god, what have i allowed to be done, for me, you are the only one, how could this happen to the one i love. NO! Do not follow the ebony prince above, the blood is ebbing, so, stay awak, don't bare they soul for hell to take, stay long enough to watch the rising sun, this isn't the end, your life's not done. The grass does sway for you alone, the moon wishes you too stay as white as bone, the frogs do groan, encouragin recovery, leave death be for a later discovery, hastened is the light of day, you msut survive this fruitless bray, breath thy youthful heart, don't drink from deaths sweet cup, NO! Wake up, open thy eyes, please don't go, I cant survive without you, you know, though my wing be clippedmy little dove. Don't join the constellations watching down from above, oh god, why did you have to die, I have no tears left to cry, LIVE! Don't fly away my little dove. You were all i had left to love.
"I don't look for trouble, but if it comes, I hide from it. Damn right, pretty boy. You may call me chicken, but I've known a lot of Kindred over the years who got smart just a few seconds too late. It's not like we can't die, it's just that it don't come natural any more." - Nosferatu

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I am a bit computer illeterate and accidentaly posted my post twice. :blink:
I've left the one underneath to say what I wanted to say.
Would have been alot easier if I could have just deleted this post..omg..Okay.
I'm sorry...mental issues!

Edited by Weeping_Angel, 05 June 2004 - 07:21 AM.


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Slain Dove

Look at the silent sky o'er head, where the souls of the lost are constantly lead, a zephry does stir thy fair angelic brow, kiss the wind as it speaks vow, fear not my dearest love, for soon thou shall dance with the stars above. Nights speckled, soft mantle does darken the sky, I'll hold the light, please dont cry. The eyes which used to mirror nights glory, now are fadded, lost of worry. Fear not my loce, the wounds not deep, I pray the lord thy should to keep, thy precious blood was spilt today, oh, aye, there will be hell to pay, mine dove, you flew so high, I pray to god that you won't die. Why can't my fallen dove hold death at bay, oh god, why does it have to be this way, do not snuff out thy precious life's spark. Don't leave me here alone in the dark, your blood, dark scarlet juice of life, loosened by the worlds cold fey knife,, doth moisten the grass with sacred gore, dearest love, you need not fear anymore. Head in my lap i hold you tight, let not your soul take premature flight, hold mine hand and count the stars, growing are my mental scares, NO! Prithee be patient my little dove, do not let death give you the final shove, stay with me, upon this earth, hold tight to its solid girth, it waits for you, here to stay, please don't let you spirit be lead away.
NO! Please open thine eyes, though i hate thy dying cries, I fear the oppressive silence of death, take not thy last sweet breath.
Do not dwell in Hade's fields, as glorious as they are, stray not thy precious grasp that's been here for you so far, your safe with me, I'll protect you, let not settle the gathering moistened dew. Dear god, what have i allowed to be done, for me, you are the only one, how could this happen to the one i love. NO! Do not follow the ebony prince above, the blood is ebbing, so, stay awak, don't bare they soul for hell to take, stay long enough to watch the rising sun, this isn't the end, your life's not done. The grass does sway for you alone, the moon wishes you too stay as white as bone, the frogs do groan, encouragin recovery, leave death be for a later discovery, hastened is the light of day, you msut survive this fruitless bray, breath thy youthful heart, don't drink from deaths sweet cup, NO! Wake up, open thy eyes, please don't go, I cant survive without you, you know, though my wing be clippedmy little dove. Don't join the constellations watching down from above, oh god, why did you have to die, I have no tears left to cry, LIVE! Don't fly away my little dove. You were all i had left to love.

Mere words can not express the emotions that work has brought out in me...I can only say that my heart bleeds in reading it...as I sit in this spot, overcome by tears.
So very touching...so bitterly, painfully beautiful.

I wish you peace...

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Life Expires


You have devastated the illuminating hours I had
Left a legacy, a lethal result
It’s so fucking hard to live in this desolate land
As I escalate down into nothingness
Breathing the vapors of inferno that you ignite
Withdrawing and I am just losing sight
I shall never see an additional setting sun
Time to arise and ascend, the end has come

No more strength of mind, suffocated by your torture
Shadows exceeding, darkening out the sun
Engrossed by your steel claws, decomposition eating me

No names, no burial chambers, no pleas, can save me
Ruins and earth, doomsday's upon me now
It cannot be congested, genocide all is lost

Orifice of corruption, devouring me as one
Consuming every emotion, evoke confrontation getting none
Total dissolution, no good to defend
There can be but one outcome, I am no more - ascend

Vaporized ferocity - Offers no asylum
"I don't look for trouble, but if it comes, I hide from it. Damn right, pretty boy. You may call me chicken, but I've known a lot of Kindred over the years who got smart just a few seconds too late. It's not like we can't die, it's just that it don't come natural any more." - Nosferatu

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Working by the Light of Burning Bodies

Call them corpse candles,
or noctilucent lanterns,
humans burn hot as carbon-arcs,
incandesce into calcium's lime-light,
scintillate phosphorescent self-generation
at 1800 degrees Fahrenheit
in under 2 hours.

After a few hours the heat
shimmers into being,
ignites ignis fatuus
flame-thrown fata morganas,
& Radiant Boys.
I punch fists into sockets
& love the sensation
-- the retinal excitation
when eyeballs are pressed
with the ball of a thumb
through closed lids
-- the way it changes
the physiopathology of light

The scientific study
of the behavior of light
is called optics, but
in Quaker doctrine, The Light is
that divine presence in each person
-- so what does it mean
that Debbie Boone once postulated:
you light up my life ....

Newton understood light
as composed of corpuscules
exuded from luminous bodies.

As I understand it, Romans practiced Crematio,
a punishment reserved
for deserters, counterfeiters, & arsonists
Law specified the guilty must burn alive
become combustible Catherine Wheels
-- the aboriginal Roman Candle.
Saint Paul, a Roman citizen, believed
it was better to marry than to burn,
We don't get many couples --
well, once -- a woman requested
that her urn be placed amid what remained
in her long dead husband's coffin.

True love, that. How I love my work.
It is not the etiology
of electromagnetic radiation
that appeals to me
-- not even the psychopathy
of a statement like: let there be light.
It's the intention
inherent in incineration -
the purifying properties of fire,
my desire to light the way for the dead.

Do you think Tom‡s de Torquemada knew?
Do you believe an auto-da-fŽ was his way
of lighting heretics through the darkness?

I don't know....

I don't know much about luminous flux
-- the rate of flow of light per unit of time.
I cannot calculate the refractive index
-- the ratio of the speed of light in a vacuum
to the speed of light in a medium under consideration,
but I do know the average human cremains
weigh approximately nine pounds.
They are processed into fine particles
then placed in a container.
The entire process takes
about three hours.

For eight hours each night
I keep the lights burning
burning the midnight oil:
amber, copal, myrrh
a florescence of resins
- prayer smoke set alight
to soothe my olfactory perceptions.

Once, I pushed camphor
soaked cotton balls
deep into my nostrils,
but they gave me headaches,
& seemed to make me photosensitive.
Besides, the Director claimed
it showed a certain insensitivity,
& anyway, he couldn't smell a thing.

Most nights it's reading:
palms, Tarot, the pyromantic
messages found in the flames.
I pry open each cadaver's hand.
check their life-line against my own;
my fingers climb the seven mounts,
twist along each wristlet.
then I set my mouth upon the table,
right in the middle
where all four lines intersect.

I'll lay out three cards
for every one of them
I arrange.
Rods are good --
provide vision in dim light;
coins are even better --
they activate color, illuminate
the neural pathways.
I stuff a card into
the lucky stiff's mouth
before I pull the lever.

I remove Judgment
from every deck.
The laws of Resurrection
don't apply here.
Only bodies harvested
from the ground
will rise at the last trump.

My mother told me once that she feared
for my immortal soul -- that ashes to ashes
did not mean what I thought it did;
that god did not feast
on fat & fumes --
did not flare his nostrils
at the perfume of human
flesh flash-fried ....

Fear of the Lord is the beginning
of knowledge. Only fools despise
wisdom & discipline.
I do not fear God,
but I am not a fool.
I fear the notion of
the resurrected dead --
-- corpses worming their way
up & out of the earth.

They are immune to the light.
You have to burn them
or they keep coming back.
"I don't look for trouble, but if it comes, I hide from it. Damn right, pretty boy. You may call me chicken, but I've known a lot of Kindred over the years who got smart just a few seconds too late. It's not like we can't die, it's just that it don't come natural any more." - Nosferatu




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