Something to think about!

FBiT · Post by **FBiT** » 06 Aug 2006, 16:27

Death_Angel wrote:
jee wrote:good for you gurl!

Ya well it stupid to use a guy just to get other another one...

when you want to get other a guy you buy ICE CREAM and get you best friends to cheer you up!!!

agree with u girl
and it goes bothways

Zell · Post by **Zell** » 06 Aug 2006, 16:37

SoulBlade wrote:
Death_Angel wrote:Something else to think about:

Against child abuse:

My name is Sarah
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is bavk
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall.
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry.
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And i run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate.
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor.
My name is Sarah
And I am but three
Tonight my daady
Murdered me.

Just a poem to make you all think...
Hey Death Angel

Did u pull this from www.poems-and-quotes.com ? I've posted a few of my poems as well...under a diff name though

This just made me sad...

Zell · Post by **Zell** » 06 Aug 2006, 23:45

I find songs to have some of the best poetry.
This song just fits my mood of the past few weeks.

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I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
In our eyes are mirror images and when
We kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay
True, it may seem like a stretch, but
Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
Head when you're away when I am missing you to death
When you are out there on the road for
Several weeks of shows and when you scan
The radio, I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great
Heights, 'come down now,' they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away,
'come down now,' but we'll stay...

I tried my best to leave this all on your
Machine but the persistent beat it sounded
Thin upon listening
That frankly will not fly. you will hear
The shrillest highs and lowest lows with
The windows down when this is guiding you home.

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Very beautiful song. The lyrics only complement the beutiful voices and music. Or the other way around. I'm tired.

The song is: The Postal Service - Such Great Heights

Death_Angel · Post by **Death_Angel** » 11 Aug 2006, 22:37

Read these peoms and ya tell me what you guy and gals think. Their not mine( i didn't write them.) but ya i kanda like them...

think a bout this!!

Life's Lessons

Teach me to smile
I've forgotten the way
Teach me to speak
What can I say?
Show me your god
To whom I've never prayed
Be with me
No one else has stayed
Strengthen my heart
For it is tattered and frayed
I would learn to love
If you let me, if I may
And if I learn to live
How much must I pay?
Will you take my life?
And lay it on a silver tray
And if I take your hand
Will we be o.k?
Or will you fight
And keep me away
Will you teach me to love?
Or keep my feelings at bay
Should I be with you?
At night and in the day
Or should I do what you say
And stay so far away

Eternal Slave

Your dark black eyes
Cast their mystic spell on me

I see your hands
Wrap around my neck

Your lips are open
Showing fangs

My neck you bite
And suck my life

I am now yours
Your eternal slave

Kiss Me (One Last Time)

Light the candle, start the fire.
Snuggle down for the end of the world.

Watch the sun reach its zenith, one more time.
Kiss me, again, one last time.

Forget your cares, forget your needs, this is all we get.
Be at peace, be at ease, I am here for you.

Watching the sun set, listening to it coming,
I realize how lucky I was, how beuatiful you are.

Death is at the door, I can here it knocking, but it will wait,
Yes, it will wait for a little more, one more time...

Kiss me, one last time.

The Forest

In this place, there is no sun
No light at all, just eerie darkness

A narrow path is marked between the trees
In this forest lurks and unspoken evil

This demon of old, lives off the blood
Of fair young ladies who enter his wood

But he won't take you from me,
Or anyone else, tnoght is his end

In one hand I clutch a stake
My other clutches you

Farther and deeper we go
Into the forest from wence no one returns

Just another day

Once again he caught the train
that left everyday for work
Once again he ate his lunch
sandwiches, and hold the onion
that his wife prepared daily
Once again he soldered
Once again he hammered
Once again he sweated buckets
and smoked behind the generator
between the gas cylinders...
Once again he saw his work
completed, and once again
he returned home to a loving family
with kids and a wife and a dog
Once again he slept on the cold
hard couch, uncer measly blankets
because his loving wife totally ignored him
But not once did his paycheck arrive
or his Boss note his prescence at
the construction site,
You cannot see the dead who refuse to believe.

Angels

A white robed figure, no shoes
floats
Halo balanced yellow tipped
starlike and striped
octopus light from behind
And face like morning sunshine
Flexes wings and feathers fly
As hair golden glowing
And decends, more powerful
Than the most powerful
or so he thinks
And burns and melts
As a whisp of match flame,
a fleeting glance of yellow liquid
Crashing, Icarus and torch like
At the stake
And decends into pit holes
And is the dark prince
And wreaks havoc and pestilence
So why begin?

Womb

I guess this is me then
I am small, like a crab
curled so tight in this place
If I move, it moves with me
It is comforting, in a way.
See, my hand
See, my foot
Feel my tiny heart beet like the steps of ants
A flutter, a mere murmer yet
A hailing of what is to come.
My little eyes
Too small to see.
And upheaval does not happen here.
Well, once only.
And then my tiny head is
shoved out into the world
Into harsh lights and staring faces
Is this my mother?
Is this me?
I am hideous, aren't I.

Love??

From the time I wake
'Till the time I sleep
And even in my dreams
I think of you.
I like to talk,
And fool around
Or, just sit and stare
But only when I'm with you
I never thought that this could happen,
These feelings that I have.
I feel lust,
I feel passion,
I feel need for you
Is it love or obsession?
Friendship or desire?
I don't know.
But I want it forever.
I never want it to go away.

Kiran · Post by **Kiran** » 11 Aug 2006, 22:47

I liked Life's Lessons.

Just another day reminds me of a short-story that I read a long time ago. I can't remember who wrote it but it was excellent.

It was about this man in a house who is being taunted by his wife who seems to be taking sweet revenge on him. At the end the neighbours comment that "shame, he's never been the same since his wife died."

It doesn't sound like much, but if you read it yourself, you'd go "Wow, that was deep bru!"

Death_Angel · Post by **Death_Angel** » 12 Aug 2006, 00:14

Strength

I roam through the inky blackness after dusk
Aware of the calm and the quiet
The night is disturbed by the cry of a lone bat
Seeking a meal
My eyes adjust as my iris expands
I see a small rat scurry through the undergrowth
The bat swoops down on its prey
The rat had no chance
It ran
it jumped
He catches the rat
And with a cry, is gone
I smile
Nature at its rawest
One must die so another can live
No law exists
Except your own instincts
The strongest survive
I am strong
I will survive

Determination

I look up
And see the entrance
The only way out of this hole
I have dug
Far, far above are clouds
My eyes blink away the water
It falls on my face
Running rivlets through the mud in my hair
I wipe away the rain
And try to find a place for my hands
To grasp
To pull me out
I heave myself up a few feet
My bare feet find hles to stand in
Slowly, I rise
Ascending the slick walls
I brace myself against the sides
The climb may be long
And I may be weary
At times, I slip down again
But one day, I'll reach the top
Only to find
The Earth is filled with thousands of holes
Each hiding someone else

Longing

I wander daily through crowds
Filled with nameless faces
Anonymous
Unknown
I don't see the faces
Or know if they exist
I only see legs, arms, torso
They may be my dream
Or my desire
I will never know
My eyes are blind to the world
I see
Only me and my tunnel-vision world
I follow my path
The one I've chosen
Searchinig with my eyes shut
For the one thing I can't find
And still I am longing

Content

The black satin night
The blood-red moon
Energy all around
Raw
Untapped
I lie watching the stars
As they flicker
Breaking the wholeness of the sky
Invecting it with light
Stars are the acne
Of my perfect dark ceiling
Bursting rays
Pulsing
Dark clouds cover them
And I see my infinite void return

Vampires of the Insect World

The black satin night
Silently weaving through the trees
Trampling the undergrowth
In the twilight I see
Spiders on webs
Thin Legs
Needle sharp fangs
Snaring
Trapping
Wrapping their victims
In a thread of fine silk
Thin, but strong
Cocooning insects in a ball
Sinking their razor teeth
Into the warm flesh
Drinking the life
Leaving a hollow corpse
She cuts the mummified body free
And watches it fall to the ground
She sets about repairing the net
Spiders are truly vampires of the insect world.

Living

From my window I can see
Living trees
Dew glistening on the leaves, dripping
Like dark blood welling from an ancient wound
Spilling life onto the damp ground below
Filling craters in the mud
Indentations, recording a past memory of a day gone by
The energy printed on the record of time
The trees know they will go on
Even when war and hatred clear the Earth
Of civilisation
The grass will still grow
Pushing through the pores of fresh loam
Like hair folicles through skin

Death_Angel · Post by **Death_Angel** » 09 Sep 2006, 09:29

Okay I got this from an email, most of you might of already read it or something but anyway:

The Guy’s Rules

We always hear “The Rules” from the female side.
Now here are the rules from the male side.

Please note… these are all numbered “1”
ON PURPOSE!!

1. Men are NOT mind readers.]
1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You’re a big girl.
If it’s up, put it down. We need it up and you need it down.
You don’t hear us complaining about you leaving it down.
1. Sunday sports… it’s like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be…
1. Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it that way.
1. Crying is blackmail
1. Ask for what you want, let us be clear on this one:
- Subtle hints DO NOT work!
- Strong hints DO NOT work!
- Obvious hints DO NOT work!
JUST SAY IT!
1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable to almost every question.
1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That’s what we do.
Sympathy is what girlfriends are for.
1. A headache that last for 17 months is a problem… see a doctor
1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.
1. If you won’t dress like the Victoria Secret girls, don’t expect us to act like soap opera guys.
1. If you think your fat, you probably are. Don’t ask us.
1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes
you sad or angry, we meant the other one.
1. You can either ask us to do something or tell us what how you want it done. Not both! You already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.
1. Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials.
1. Christopher Columbus did Not need directions and nether do we.
1. All men see in only 16 colours, like windows default settings. Peach, for
example, is a fruit, not a colour. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what a mauve is.
1. If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.
1. If we ask what’s wrong and you say “nothing”. We will act like nothing’s
wrong. We know your lying, but it is just not worth the hassle
1. If you ask a question you don’t want an answer to, expect an answer you don’t want to hear.
1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine…really.
1. Don’t ask us what we’re thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation, or golf.
1. You have enough clothes
1. You have too many shoes.
1. I am in shape, round is a shape!
1. Thank you for reading this. Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight.
But did you know men really don’t mind that? It’s like camping.

Kovu · Post by **Kovu** » 09 Sep 2006, 13:36

yeah! yeah!
i fully agree wuth the above_
it's about time someone voiced these points...

Hellfury · Post by **Hellfury** » 09 Sep 2006, 20:27

A poem I wrote about depression:

Losing My Being

I don’t know how to feel anymore
I feel lost in the corridors of my mind
Walking and walking,
Searching for the light,
The path least passed,
The reason why

I was wrong, so infinitely wrong!
Thinking I had a chance
A chance to have something
That I could never have

I thought I could be something,
Someone, to be wanted
I thought I could fill the bottomless depths,
That is the container of my soul

Who am I now, what contains my being?
Am I but a ghost?
A silhouette of something that never was?
I am but a hollow shell,
Empty, lifeless and now soulless

I thought I had a chance,
But a flicker of hope,
Only for it to be extinguished,
In one swift sweep,
By the hand that is fate

I was wrong to think I stood a chance,
To challenge my destiny,
To prove my being,
And to prove I have a purpose

I realize it now,
I am but a dot in the timeline,
A mark that proves nothing,
In the scheme that is existence.
I am but a meaningless dot!
Nothing more,
For that is what I was born to be

A ghost of something that would never be

Watcha guys think about it? Opinions please

Charger14 · Post by **Charger14** » 09 Sep 2006, 23:21

I like it... Its quite the powerful poem HellFury...

Hellfury · Post by **Hellfury** » 09 Sep 2006, 23:30

Thanx man

Death_Angel · Post by **Death_Angel** » 10 Sep 2006, 13:00

It's a really deep and power poem and personly i love it.... thanks for posting it here. Keep on writing them, love.

Death_Angel · Post by **Death_Angel** » 03 Nov 2006, 23:21

Light!
Lizette Naudé

Out of the darkness, comes a light
So beautiful and bright
Like the flashing of a candle’s flame
So truthful without blame

You brought me out of the darkness
You saved me from myself
From pain and suffering
You are the knight in shining armor

You promised to protect me
To keep my heart save and unscratched
You protect me and keep me close
Letting me know I’m yours

I’m yours and only yours
But still I miss the touch of a warm hand
That feeling of strong-arms around you
The passion of a kiss

Loneliness still takes me
Sending me on trips of sadness and pain
Pulling me back into the darkness
But then your there,
There with your hand held out.

Pulling me back to the light,
Back to you!

A Response
Lizette Naudé

I will help you lead you…
Trough the corridors of you dark mind
I’ll be the one to give you hope
To help you climb out of the darkness

I will be your reason
The reason for you to stay
You weren’t wrong you had a chance
You are something you have a purpose!

You are my love my reason to stay
If it helps I love you!
With all my heart

You saved me from my depression
From the darkness inside
I f you want to be a ghost
Then haunt me

Never leave… promise to stay
Keep me safe and lead me the way
Protect me from everything
Even myself…love me

Be the silhouette of my life…

Hellfury · Post by **Hellfury** » 03 Nov 2006, 23:39

aww baby!

You make me feel so special!

Death_Angel · Post by **Death_Angel** » 28 Nov 2006, 20:14

The ramblings of a broken girl
Lizette Naude

Sitting in the silence
The darkness overwhelming
The only light a candle in a bottle
The only sounds…
The sobbing of a worthless girl

A girl that hasn’t grown up
One who’s calling out for attention?
Hiding her scars and selling her soul
Crying in the dark…hiding
Breaking the silence with her tears

Do you hear the screaming?
The screams of the demons…
The demons that haunts her dreams
They’re all there sitting next to her
Whispering in her ear, telling her the truth

Is there hope?
Hope in a world that hates?
Hope where the cruelty of man walks freely?
Where the gods hate and smite the living…
Where nothing is good enough…
Is there?

Should we trust fate
To guide the dark path of life
What is fate?
Maybe it has been tested too much pushed to far and…
Has given the rule to the devil

The one that is responsible for everything
The one that’s blamed for everything that goes wrong
For all the faults of man
It’s so easy to blame the demons inside…
But isn’t it our own fault

Its strange how people can hurt themselves
Show their scars and still the so called love ones are blind
Blind to the hurt, pain and blood
Open your eyes see the pain and sorrow
Stop looking and see…

Tears breaking the silence
Tears of a broken girl
Crying for attention from a world that hates
A girl-testing fate,
Playing with her own life
Wanting answers, wanting understanding
Wanting the one thing she’ll never have…
PEACE

Judas · Post by **Judas** » 28 Nov 2006, 20:25

That's some really great poetry Death_Angel... I'm highly impressed!

Hellfury · Post by **Hellfury** » 28 Nov 2006, 20:30

CoughIoveyoumybabycough

Death_Angel · Post by **Death_Angel** » 28 Nov 2006, 21:05

Judas wrote:That's some really great poetry Death_Angel... I'm highly impressed!

thanks

Hellfury · Post by **Hellfury** » 28 Nov 2006, 21:11

coughIgnoremewon'tyou.Iwon'tbotherpostingmypoemsboutyouthen!cough

Death_Angel · Post by **Death_Angel** » 11 Jun 2007, 19:55

Words of Love
-Ingrid de Kok

He said:
‘Are you happy?’
‘Are you all right?’
‘What are you thinking?’
‘Are you all right?’
He said: ‘These words,
The fetishes of early anxious love.’

She said:
‘How strange and how familiar
The breathing of a new lover.’
‘Are you all right?’
‘Are you still there?’
She said: ‘The mist at this time of year
Confuses everything.’

Oh how we shallow, how then we carry
In our pouches the words of our lovers
As if they are our own.
Our mouths are icing tubes and vases
And we lipstick the words of love
On to hall mirrors, on to ourselves,
Or have them implanted
Silicon deep in our pointed breasts.

Knowing the thought of the beloved,
Having the same thoughts,
Or something close enough, like false teeth,
Caps, crowns, bridges,
Letting them rise out of our mouths
Into bubbles, into an adult comic strip:
This is called love.

Till the bubbles blow off the page,
Are spiked on thorn trees,
Collapse like Chinese lanterns,
Or we chew them like gum,
The words of our lovers,
Gag, spit out at last
A trickle of sounds
More like our own:
This is called betrayal.

No woman ever says
‘It’s in the pipeline’
Even in countries with large oil reserves
And women on the rigs.

Hehe I'm not dead yet!

Mikdog · Post by **Mikdog** » 11 Jun 2007, 23:04

Geez...you guys are good...heavy days, my broos.