*smacks Forehead* I Apologize

[Morbidmauler]

i know! its the same way for me. i just laugh. someone can insult my own mother and i just say "you tell that to her face and see what happens."
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[Invader_Zen]

I feel like posting an earlier poem. It's a little on the dark side....like burnt toast....
(I used the title of my poem in one of the chapters in a story I'm writng)
Dancing Flames, Falling Tears
Strike the match
See the spark
And in one gust
The light's turned dark
Strike again
Touch to cloth
It all goes up
In flaming blossoms
Golden, Orange and red
Dancing, shining lights
And suddenly, sanity is regained
Harsh realization
Every tiny thing
Treasured memories
All so dear
Gone so fast
Cold like ice
All the tears
Roll down her cheeks
Feeling lost
In her despair

Not much of a rhyming scheme, but hey? I'm not Edgar allen Poe, ya know?
Like I said. Dark like burnt toast.....crudballs! my toast IS burnt! NOOOOO!
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[Srinidhi]

Funnily enough I think I do like the one abut "gone up in flames"....thats good.The idea is nice...nice image....perfectly understand it..........In fact I have a piece that fits in with the end ....sort of...

DESCENT 2

I began feeling so isolated
That I alone felt the way I did,
My legs no longer felt my own;
But I dont know
What kept me walking?
Down the road,
Suspended in a split second of eternity
Though my watch said Id sped.

Inside, I thought,
From nothing I come,
To nothing I go,
Only carrying my silly woes
And then I was laid low
For all to see.
Sinking down under and into
Till my head hit the bottom
And my world turned upside down
Everything seemed to crash in on me;
I couldnt do anything
And so I succumbed
Descending under the cold waves.

Thats how it hit me;
It all came down
In a rush
And a torrent broke loose.
It all came down gathering momentum
And bursting forth.
Oh! It all came down,
Crashing down,
Breaking out,
It all came down!

Cold sweat prickle upon my skin
As I stepped outside
To the cold that was seeping in
Numbing all I felt;
As my heart gushed out
At the tipping point
Of the knife edge impaled within.

It all came down
Breaking open the floodgates,
Down I sank
To the very bottom;
It all came down!
Doowwwwwwwwnnnnnnnn....[fade]!!!!!!!!!!!11

[Morbidmauler]

they were both awesome pems. dark poetry really is my thing, when im not the one writing it!
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[Srinidhi]

Apologies btw Mr.Invader Zen and your forgiveness.I flamed you in the flames of my temper and irritation ;that nothing I did ,wrote ...or posted was getting a reponse...so I did the inevitable..i.e.I lashed out at you..believe me...I'd like peace...everyone likes comments at least one....don't they?
I am glad you still replied ....I don't know if I would have been as good-natured as that.....if I ever got a flame...so basically:

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[Srinidhi]

I wrote this when I was so desperate I thought I should just kill myself before I go mad...........borrowed an idea ...the Huorns and whatnot from Tolkein,THE GENIUS.


PAST WILLOW MAY /WILLOW WAY PASS

I wallowed
Twixt the willows
Encircled Ensorcelled
A mere puppet
A statue
Of ashen hue

When the breeze
Blows the fallen leaves
Along the ground
It whispers
Secretly of the way I was
Reminding me of the past

But I cannot escape
The Huorn shape
They tortured me
Drew upon me
Feeding parasitically
Upon my quivers of agony

Internally
Eternally
Generally
Leaving me
Feeling sadly
Sorry

None dare walk near this tree
Fearing this hideous evil guising me
In my decadent state of misery
As my arms, the head of my trunk
Are up thrust ever pleading
Gnarled and knotted from my bleeding

Wrinkling
Decaying
Wailing
Greying
Hoping
Waiting

Against the black skies
We the damned
Pray for signs
Of our resurrection
As bolts flash across
The grey landscape

Split my head
Oh! passing axe man
Anoint yourself
My holy executioner
Splinter the heart
To stop the pain

The moan
Aching bone
Twisted alone
Living stone
Creaking groan
Of being torn

No longer do I cherish
Even this still existence
I only wish to perish
To bring suffering to the end
I no longer dream of past
A present or future bliss.

They nearly have me
Black vapor clouds my mind
Cloaking my dreams
With suffocating nightmares
Shapes dance afore me
Concealing hopes Id find

To fade
Evade
To disappear
Wither away
Lead away
Dead today


To die
To go
To die
To leave
To die
To reach
To die
To die
Die
Die
Die
Die
Die
Die
Die
Die
Die
D..I.E . . . . .

[Invader_Zen]

Kay! 'pology accepted. BTW, I'm a girl. And your poetry is lovely. I like dark poetry. Dunno why, but I do.
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[Srinidhi]

My humblest of apologies m'lady...and the best of the Queen's English at your service.[of course I'm no Brit but I do so love their accent].
You know sometimes I don't think I really act 18.I'm way too kiddish or am I imagining things.I think you 're being really decent about all of this.

[Srinidhi]

I dont know if this explains:

Dear diary
13th Black street
A grimy grey Monday
Cold cutting wind
Slicing the warmth inside
While the suns bright outside

Looking at my reflection
I understood a need for action
So turning up the volume
I listened to rock
Screamed along
Till my guts felt a quivering
Gasp of suppressed tears

In the split second reality
Between flashing thoughts
And my clenched jaw
I breathed flame
Upon my brow
And with rush of blood to the head
I swore to show you the flick of the flame
Pop in pop out
It looks the same
A single lick of the flame
Consuming my frame
Now you shall be part of me
Burn with me
To see what is within me
No words for a whisper
Upon the wind
Flow with the gusto
My brandishing hand

You were but human
I repulsed you
Leaving you
With a burnt hand
Smoking to the heavens
A folly sacrifice
Fuming to the heavens
Like the black clouds approaching
Smiting me
With hundred spears
Not unlike sorrow
Streaming from my eyes
Falling straight through me

So can the dead show us
What it is to be gone
Can the paralysed explain
The meaning of stillness
How can I explain
How I feel

[Invader_Zen]

After getting "flamed"in my neighborhood, school, and random places I just learned how to take things and try to be good natured. In response to your poem, I think that you're able to express yourself through your poetry very well. My stuff gets a little too subtle. And sometimes it precedes doom. I wrote a personification poem about my appendix, and later that day, my friend had to get her appendix removed. It was very eery. Someone called me Cassandra that day....my name's Rissa though...feel free to call me that.
I drew a picture of a black rose to go with this poem:

My eyes flashed brown
One last time
Then were closed
For all eternity
No one remebered
They had no regrets
No one would visit
My lonely grave
No one cared
No one gave.
Then one day
Through the bleak and gray
It was realized
The one who hated me most
Was the only one to recall
The hazy memory of me
And left a single black rose across my grave.

I was depressed that day I wrote it. You like?
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[Morbidmauler]

theyre all awesome!
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[Invader_Zen]

Thankies. ^_^
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[Srinidhi]

Yeah!I definitely like it.......funny I think we all see our selves dropping dead.....you definitely sound like a depressed sort when I read this.....In fact the other day I thought I'd try doing a self-portrait with me drinking a blue liquid[representing sorrow] in my room with me writing[to represent my sorrow being my inspiration] with grey light streaming[to emphasise the dull....low feeling]...

I saw your profile.....its a stark contrast ....maybe because you very explicitly written one thing repeatedly:"You love Jhonen Vasquez".I feel the same way about the elf character I keep trying to darw.Her name's Arya.She's from the Eragon book.....And actually I think I could do the same profile about her as you have done on yours.

I was shocked when I saw how close to becoming hated!Because you've said you hate flamers.....so apologies yet again. Damn Kitzy 's already told me off in the Critique section for being rude!And I blazed Xon's post unnecessarily..basdically my temper's soon gonna have everyone screaming for my blood soon.damn ...if only I hadn't !till then I'm still awaiting comments.....and I don'
t think I'll self-promote ever again!I expect too much and too soon.
P.S:By the way my username is my real first name.

See ya again Rissa.
-Srini.

[Invader_Zen]

Hee....not many people can really predict what I'll do next. For all we know, I might hug a porcupine!! O.O Yes I'm obsessed w/ Jhonen, but I have a few issues of my own, often resulting n the poetry you just read. As for the comments and replies, it took a few weeks for one of my pics to get one, so don't worry bout it. As for the being hated part, dun worry. After I got to know you a bit better, I learned you are a very nice person. Just try to keep things constructive and you'll get along with people fine.

There will be no poem here
As my creative side is not in gear.

Hmm...theres a paradox...^_^
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[Srinidhi]

Yup....my creative side is in gear as long as I got time.For the next fortnight or so I'll be mostly sending in short posts cos we've got exams right now...pretty bugging but as ever necessary?I did write this new one though....it was a rare short-time type in terms of how long it took to write.So generally speaking I'll be quite free by 15th.

Our 1st exam is Math..(don't worry your profile showed me what u think of it! ;:>) )
So I'll be getting back to books.puke..

I'll stop boring with details of EXAms ....so here:

[i]FOREVER NOW

When you feel overcome
By that strange emotion
That the past is going going gone
The future's just begun
And the present hangs in suspended animation
You look around
And on one hand it all
Settles to the same old same
Turn about
And everything has changed
Or just been shuffled and rearranged
A constant flurry of chaos
Illuminated by a single flash of truth
We have only now
And that's all there'll ever be
Before the end of our time
That comes calling when none foresee
Nothing to cling to
Nothing to bring back
This could be the beauty
Of a once-in-a-lifetime's uncertainty
Or the cursed grey-black doom upon you and me

So when you say
I wish to settle down
And find myself
Some quiet and peace
Where is the time
Unless you can just be
Even when you see
Nothing shall wait for you
Is for you
Not even your child
Or the fragile threads of your existence
Its only just
And most importantly
One and only one
NOW
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.....You......

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It isn't dark really ...or maybe it is...but it's very serious.
MEOW!
-Srini.

[Morbidmauler]

cool. i just tried to change my avatar. it isnt changed.
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[Invader_Zen]

Ooooh! I like that. It takes a few days to get your avi to change. That's why I just stick with my Hello Kitty avi.
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[Morbidmauler]

well, ive been switching avvies lately. first it was Vincent, then it was a pic Jess drew for me, and now...











its gonna be another video game hottie.
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[Srinidhi]

Nice Sum41 bit.
Say whats up with the mauler.......seems to have disappeared....my exams are all over except one....feels incredible to be out of it.I'll be upolading more soon.keep ya posted.Whats up with u?See ya again Rissa.

[Invader_Zen]

*blinks and looks under table for Mauler* Hmmm....she has disappeared. Not much is up with me. Congrats on the exams! *cheers for Srini* Just one more! In fact, I write poem to celebrate!

Crossing the Finish Line

One breath
Last step
Almost there
Feeling tense
Emotions bared
Ready to fight
To keep your victory in sight
Then it's yours
Drink from your chalice
Revel in your triumph
And know your superiority.
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