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Syrius

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Hey as the title says, my poetry. I never wanted to put my shit out there before published, but hey. Be honest, tell me what you think, light it up. I'll get back and read your replies when i can.

"There is a trible beat in my mind
Rythmically pounding until i die
A volcanic Madness grows within me
I fear its eruption shall melt my sanity.
The inner beast is on the blood trail
Hackles raised, fangs bared
The hand holding it back is becoming frail.
A furious is raging between both sides of me
Reason is dying, torn apart by instict
Flung to the brink.
The reflection of me in my eyes is fading
They are windows to the inside
I see him, watching. Biding his time. waiting.
My sleep is no longer peace
Though the body rests
The mind it seems, shall never cease.
I see visions of a place inside
Filled with chambers, an unearthly cry
Of something locked within a cage
Consumed by its ancient rage
Ever it fights against the bars
Trying to escape the painful scars
He yells. He roars. He screams to be free
He is tearing apart all that is me.
The locks lay shattered, the chamber battered
The door lies broken beyond repair
I fear for what i shall see in there.
From within i hear booming steps
Of something that can no longer be kept.
He approaches: A terrible arm extends through the door
I realize that i have lost the Inner War.
He gazes at me, eyes filled with rage
Form all the years he has been locked away
A malicious laughter rends the air
The prison crumbled, the chamber bare
Finally broken are the binding chains
No longer can be kept
What never could be tamed."

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Edited by Syrius, 05 April 2008 - 03:38 AM.

I walk the path of Darkness, people say I'm evil for it, I say they are wrong.
Light and Dark by themselves are neutral entities, sure good generally chooses the light, while evil generally chooses the dark. However, it is not the path you walk, but how you walk it. It is not the power you weild, but how you weild it.

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Syrius,

Very nicely done!

It's very visual and thoughtful. I likies! :D
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Sometimes it's in the darkness that we truly learn to see.

I'm Dexter in training - so watch it! Imma watchin' you!

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"Played Out"

The play is over
The curtain has closed
I take my final bow
I put on a good show
I acted out this misery
The role that is best suited to me
The spectators scream
They throw roses at the stage
Then a coffin appears
Engraved with my name
I was the lead character in "Twenty years of strife"
I played so well
It was my life
Some of the audience
Cry in surprise
Thinking that it was
Just a show
Not knowing i would die
The play is over
The curtain has closed
No time for one last bow
I put on a heart-tearing show
Maybe they realize
That i was never acting now
I was living
Through the pain
Always asking "how?"


The first one is titled "Chaos Within"

Edited by Syrius, 03 June 2008 - 09:16 PM.

I walk the path of Darkness, people say I'm evil for it, I say they are wrong.
Light and Dark by themselves are neutral entities, sure good generally chooses the light, while evil generally chooses the dark. However, it is not the path you walk, but how you walk it. It is not the power you weild, but how you weild it.

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Wow, I love it. Totally awesome. :D

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"If being sane is thinking there's something wrong with being different, I'd rather be completely fucking mental!"
(Angelina Jolie)

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We're all born the same way: wet, cold, and screaming; life is just as messy as death.
We all eat, drink, piss, shit, fuck, and die. Someone mind tellin' me the punch line?


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Thanks

Edited by Syrius, 05 January 2009 - 01:15 PM.

I walk the path of Darkness, people say I'm evil for it, I say they are wrong.
Light and Dark by themselves are neutral entities, sure good generally chooses the light, while evil generally chooses the dark. However, it is not the path you walk, but how you walk it. It is not the power you weild, but how you weild it.

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"Dare Not Approach"


Here I am
Standing discreetly
Against a crowded
Corner building
The coffee shop
You frequent
Watching you
Never daring to approach
You are too classy
For a guy like me
Following you
Just to be near
Never spoke to you
Though I have been
Behind you following
For so long
Staring
I have come to love you
You look back
Sensing movement
I hide
Even though
I yearn
For your acknowledgment
I had roses
Placed upon your doorstep
For your birthday
It was I
Who anonymously
Picked up your tab
The other night
Yet
For fear of rejection
I dare not approach
I know all your haunts
Your schedule
Your movements
By heart
I am your stalker...
...Then you dissappear
I search high and low
For days
Never a sight
Of your beauty
To behold
I walked to a dark alley
Across the street
From your house
One last time
Gave up
Walking away
I hear a rustle
Of movement
From behind
From the shadows, you approach.

Edited by Syrius, 05 January 2009 - 01:13 PM.

I walk the path of Darkness, people say I'm evil for it, I say they are wrong.
Light and Dark by themselves are neutral entities, sure good generally chooses the light, while evil generally chooses the dark. However, it is not the path you walk, but how you walk it. It is not the power you weild, but how you weild it.




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