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Post by britany on May 9, 2005 21:20:47 GMT -5
I loved that great stuff soul keep up the freaking great work  |
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Post by voiceofgod on May 11, 2005 11:42:19 GMT -5
this is a song I'm wokring on:
"Smoke Circles"
Hands covered with the dead
Holding a halo
My mark of passage arranged with blood
Faintly glowing
Without a fraction of the light
Lost within a field of fading peers
Never to return the same
Your color seems to peel
It seems to break
Your thoughts seem to hurt
Seem to scar me again
Circular daggers in hand
Using the gift to destroy
Your only will is to condemn
Barely breathing
Inside a shadow of the fallen
Lost inside a field of lonely friends
Never to return the same
Your color seems to peel
It seems to break
Your thoughts seem to hurt
Seem to scar me again
Deadly color
Lonely lover
Isolated and lost again
As your colors fade me
Your color seems to peel
Seems to break me
Your thoughts they seem to hurt again
Thinking about the scars you left
Left inside of me
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Post by britany on May 11, 2005 20:23:18 GMT -5
That was great ,very good song you wrote |
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Post by britany on May 11, 2005 21:23:28 GMT -5
The night has fallen even darker now that I have entered and help this soul that has been drawled away from the rest in the lines. I have done a terrible thing, you were not looking for help. Who is this soul that has wondered in the dark and is calling me from faraway again? This time i will stray from you, I will not help the evil ones that desire blood and have all hatred. Your sou'sl will not be saved in this time, the evil soul's will fall. I have been foolish by being tricked by you, I will be left out and alone without the other's, tonight the moon falls behind me turning out the light to guide me back to them, I fall on this place of the dark waters, that was once happy and turn to the end of all the things I had, you have won again.
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Post by TheAnomicSoul on May 11, 2005 22:16:52 GMT -5
^awesome poem brit  |
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Post by voiceofgod on May 12, 2005 1:44:12 GMT -5
That was great ,very good song you wrote Thank you |
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Post by erishkigal on May 12, 2005 19:59:08 GMT -5
Britany, as always, your poems seem so disfigured and distorted from any recognisable context I have absolutely no idea what they could be about. Fantastic! Very dream like = )
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Post by TheAnomicSoul on May 12, 2005 22:42:00 GMT -5
No Name At The Moment
there was a common bond
that couldint be broken
and now it's gone
hate poisoned the love
the actions he flaunts
the unity is dissipating
sick of waiting
the unity in this brace has died
countless times we tried
pieces falling away
into this eternal fire
this cliche is bleeding the truth
out the door he goes
communication has died
out the door she goes
More tears to cry
the bond is disintegrating
breaking up this togetherance
distance apart
waving goodbye
the distance seems to grow
they become strangers
cant remember that familer face
the feelings have lost their touch
walking away from this place
that i once knew
i watched the concrete break into peices
creating hate and resent
walking away from this place
that i once knew
i've watched this pair crumble and burn
this silence is something i grew into
the love has vanished
formulating this silence
and choking the communication
the silence is drawing blood from my ears
hollowed and speechless on how this came to be
the hate has been replaced by solitude
and now there is nothing but serenity
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Post by Halo on May 13, 2005 22:49:39 GMT -5
Britany, Soul, Ravenous and VOG.....the last few pages of your work was wonderful.
Praise to all of you and your creativity.
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Post by britany on May 13, 2005 23:07:23 GMT -5
Yup that last poem by you soul was great i loved it thank you for you work |
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Post by lachrymology is the way on May 14, 2005 9:42:27 GMT -5
i found this poem on a tool page ages ago.. liek a year... i duno who wrote it... it sure as hell wasnt me... just thought like sharin it here.. its beautiful..
SPECTROPHILIA
(congressus subtilis
cum
vas spirituale)
Multitude of angels escalloping opal eyelids
with silver-throated trumpets
banishing the hemorrhage of the ever-shifting pageantry;
dolorous phantasms of a candle’s amber radiance
dancing tempestively on an iridescent thumbnail...
Unwavering.
Perfumed rose-gold flame of a luxurious night unrolling:
encharmed, prismatic flame resolving itself with autoerotic sorcery
into an alabaster countenance diademed against a tapestry of jeweled starlight.
Austere beauty, virginal purity
with the delicate lineaments ephemeral like a thurible’s ghostly arabesques.
Sapphires of furtive passion gazing at he breathing the saintly fragrance,
those modest eyes kindled
while returning caresses in the glittering stellar drift.
Folds of embroidery fallen in midnight blue fretted with starry gold,
Curves of ivory rapture upon the desert’s engilded sand.
Roseate breasts a-spread while kissing her honey-sweet flesh,
Fingers in coppery tangles spreading empurpled wings divine.
Amorous ecstasies on a harlequin lionskin in the impearled black,
Gemmed love-spasms ‘neath the palm-jetted moonrise.
Climaxing with the Nativity of the vision’s harvest,
Stainless aspiration to father the scepter of treasured hearts
oh and if any knows who wrote this can they plz tell me
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Post by Halo on May 14, 2005 10:14:55 GMT -5
I have no idea who wrote it, but it is beautiful.
It got me curious as I have my own interpretation of what it means, but we all interpret things differently.
Anyway, some of the latin translates to, "meeting", "social intercourse", "of senses", "finely woven", "with together", "at the same time".
Then if you break down "spectrophilia", you get "ghostly" (spectral), "ghostly apparation, haunting image" (specter) and "abnormal attraction" (philia).
I guess I overanalyzed this poem, but just for the reason that I immediately thought it was a beautiful poem written about making love or just completely connecting spiritually with another person, but felt there was more to it and I think there is.
How did you interpret it?
Thanks for sharing lachrymology.
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Post by TheAnomicSoul on May 14, 2005 14:11:56 GMT -5
Left Behind
You left me there
Leaving a doubt in my mind
Did you leave something behind
I cant replace this feeling
Passed down and over
Funny faces looking at me
Hungry and tired
Was there anything left behind
Anything worth looking for
Lost and stranded
Neglection of the soul
Am I left behind
Or was I supposed to be forgotten
Did you forget I was here
Or did you forget me long ago
Is there something missing
Or was I missing from the start
Is there anything you needed to say
Before you left me behind
Maybe a goodbye
To the one you left behind
There was no thought in my mind
That told me this was going to happen
I never ever thought
I would be left behind
Forgotten to you
I never actully thought
You would leave me behind
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Post by Halo on May 14, 2005 15:02:56 GMT -5
Another great one Soul.
It's wonderful that you can take your emotions, your pain and create something beautiful with them. Thanks again, for sharing with us.
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Post by TheAnomicSoul on May 14, 2005 18:34:25 GMT -5
Thanks as always |
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