Dark_Angel86
11-06-2006, 06:10 PM
Declaration of Love
Once upon a time, there was this girl
She lived with a family in a totally different world.
She was constantly alone, bored and empty,
she needed someone to make her feel happy.
Inside, her heart longed for someone,
for somebody, for one guy who really
understands who she is and who
she represents in his life; not just a silly
fling that other guys like.
She lived for many years, time passed by and by.
That time made her feel stronger, stronger from the inside.
Time gave her much thought, consideration and
devotion who this guy should be, although she felt
she asked too much and it wouldn't happen.
An April day came by, a day that change
and new upbringing arise; a day that made
her feel happy and alive
Someone gave notice to what her life was
going and he felt he was needed.
For a long while, this girl and this guy
got to know each other. He asked many
questions and she felt she can trust him.
They both discussed of different things,
thought different thoughts and
let their imagination soar as they
spend time together.
For that time spent together,
being friends and experiencing different
things, she felt closer to him and he felt as well.
Because that time can be worthy
and fulfilling if used wisely
As being friends, there was something much more;
much more to come and much more to feel.
they both decided that the time came
to make that connection stronger as well
as their lives much more exciting.
It came to great consideration and
beauty that the way he felt for her
made him feel happy inside and out.
The way that she felt for him made
her feel loved because he was someone
she was looking for, in those times
when she was alone and unhappy.
It came to realization that he
won't hurt her, won't made her feel bad
or treat her unwisely; as to he gave
great care and love for her and devotes
himself to make her happy.
To him, she was his best friend,
his special woman and his angel he
greatly feels attached to.
To her, he is someone she feels
close to, someone she cares and
her Teddy Bear that gives her
much protection.
Colby Funk
09th/15th/06th
In The Deep Forest
In the Deep Forest,
where bristling leaves
sing and move with the wind
and its creatures perch and watch.
Where the hidden secrets live
behind every tree and casting shadows.
Where in the day is an emerald beauty
and the night is an eerie, dark embrace.
There lies a trickling, crisp stream;
leading and flowing with fresh and pure
energy to where it pours into a raging
waterfall. Into a calm pond of clear
reflection and its ripples extend and
cast magically.
A sacred place of the
majestic, charmed creature of the Deep Forest;
where she lives in the thickets and swims in its' waters.
She's the Queen of Faeries, with her glistening
wings and trailing long hair.
She's the forest Nymph, darting in and out
behind trees and enticing men.
She's the mermaid, swimming in the pond
with pure grace and tranquility.
She is the Goddess, that lives and owns the magic of it all;
of this waterfall, of this pond, the water and the woods
of this forest.
In the Deep Forest, is her realm.
Done by:
Colby Funk
05th/29th/06th
Reflection in the Mirror
As I peer into this glass wall
that is the image of me,
my eyes, my face, my body, my soul
staring back at me, filled with
dreams, hopes, desires, energy from within.
as i look upon my visage, into my eyes,
peering into my soul and the light from within
i realize that i am a creature upon
this earth and that i have a purpose
in my life.
all of my past memories, experiences,
feelings and adventures; play along my
features, tug along my clothes, express
in my eyes that resembles light from within.
the reflection in the mirror
is me, is my image, is my soul
and myself. it represents who i am and
reflects my life upon me.
it is my reflection.
Snow
white fluffy stuff
floating from above
like the angels that take care
and share it with love
white fluffy ground
covering everywhere s
anywhere it lands and
any place it falls
all over the land of grace
and making it all peaceful
and quiet, with its bright embrace
from above and the heavens it shares
with love and above this snow we have
from its crisp cold embrace....the snow...
Rain
Blotchy-grey clouds gather and fill up the sky, making everything so grey and so solemn.
Slight breezes linger and push, soft caresses of air against the grass and the trees.
Deep tranquility and patience embraces the Earth as small, soft, droplets fall aimlessly from the cloud-grey sky.
Let it fall. Let it fall. Let it fall.
Free-falling rain slowly soak the Green Earth, as it drips, drips, drips.
Drip-drip-dripping more until it is like a consistent pour; the sound of falling cadence.
Having the grey-cloud let go of its secrets as the sky cries and cries.
Angels crying from the Deep Grey sky as it pours and pours upon this beautiful Green Earth,
Beautiful Deep Green and soaking nurturing rain pour with power and with grace, the duality of nature and its pulchritudinous embrace.
From the cloud-grey sky to the wonderful escape, the escape of pure, raw tranquility and grace.
So calm, So pure, So nature.
My grace and my embrace, so calm from this escape as I feel at home and at peace with beautiful nature and its embrace.
At Dusk
At dusk, where evening skies are dotted with scattered clouds; everything is still and quiet. Soft caressing breezes bristle the leaves and the thick grasses of the lush meadow. The trickling stream of Sapphire purity trails to the calm, crisp pond. Soft murmurs of animals in the trees and bush where the niches behold.
Everything is at peace and tranquility.
At dusk, distant echoes of deep thunder throb and rumble through the sleeping meadow; the once scattered clouds now gather and thicken with darkness. Slight winds blow with determination and haste. The pond now eerie with darkness.
Everything awaits what is there to come.
Tiny droplets fall aimlessly from the angry sky, as it falls more droplets follow till it pours with raging, raw streams of pounding rain. Winds carry with busts of cold air and soaking rain, as the trees weave and swing from the inertia of wind forces. Clouds shift and twirl, churning with chaotic power; lightning striking and arching at the meadow with brilliant quick flashes of white light.
Making everything blind for an instant moment.
Wind howling with wails of force that push and repel, drifting leaves now in a torrent of vicious wind. Sleep-perched birds fly for cover, being incoherent and blind from the flash of light. Animals cry out in anguish as the storm inflicts upon the meadow.
Ravaging and tormenting the beauty it beholds.
The large dead-white oak, with sprawled limbs that stretch and embracing nothing, stands alone and vulnerable in the darkness.
Lightning etches in the sky, making a trail to strike the oak with a powerful force.
That causes the oak to explode with angry fire and a loud sharp snap.
Bright-orange flames lick and spread upon the dead oak as it becomes consumed with fire.
As the persistent winds howl with determination, the fire is carried into the meadow; Engulfing everything in flames. Taking all the beauty it once behold and caressing it with tormenting, demon-like flames. Flames that burn and eat away, flames that corrode and take up the wood as the rain seems to stop instantly from the lightning arch.
In a moment, the once beauty is now lost, everything now turned to ash and dust and the animals leave the meadow that they once lived in, rumbling angry thunder roars as tiny sad droplets of rain mourn upon the dead meadow. Sky that cries for the inflicted beauty and peace that once was there and now is lost.......
Spaced-Out Boredom
through mystical clouds
into the oblivious space
where peace and silence reigns
and where the majestic takes place
wondrous and vast
empty with glistening stars
and slow-moving spheres, ever-lasting
peace and calm
where everything is at far,
apart from the chaotic and
toxic world, far from that
is this place; this is peace.
Its where there is no gravity, no
chaos, nothing but endless, pure
vast Wild Space.
Space that is too quiet, too
calm, too peaceful that is quite disturbing.
Space that needs something to
fill that empty void, reassuring
it has to be gone, to be filled
with something, with everything
that life gives us; that life
of its existence.
Not this emotionless cold space,
not this empty void; something
that has meaning and everything
that is living.
But, for now, linger in this place;
this empty space, the endless
oblivious Wild Space.
Done by:
Colby Funk
03rd/15th/06th
Manifested Abomination
From the oblivious darkness that
lingers, that poisons, that lurks
From the corruption that
leads, that exploits, that betrays
From the alienation that can
become, that can grow, that can hurt
Where it comes from, comes
from influences that seeps into
the veins or whispered, into the
innocents; consuming life.
Manipulating, controlling how
it should be, in an order or in a
wave where Darkness reigns.
Where it burns and poisons
the heart and spreads like
a virus, filling with emptiness
and dread from within.
Where it brainwashes the
weak, the small, the frail
and corrupts them from within.
Where the ever-lasting hope
dies and the deep sorrow begins.
The oblivious darkness, that steals
the light and it reborn.
The spreading corruption, the
vast cold poison.
The alienation, which transforms
life into change....
done by:
colby funk
03rd/15th/06th
Once upon a time, there was this girl
She lived with a family in a totally different world.
She was constantly alone, bored and empty,
she needed someone to make her feel happy.
Inside, her heart longed for someone,
for somebody, for one guy who really
understands who she is and who
she represents in his life; not just a silly
fling that other guys like.
She lived for many years, time passed by and by.
That time made her feel stronger, stronger from the inside.
Time gave her much thought, consideration and
devotion who this guy should be, although she felt
she asked too much and it wouldn't happen.
An April day came by, a day that change
and new upbringing arise; a day that made
her feel happy and alive
Someone gave notice to what her life was
going and he felt he was needed.
For a long while, this girl and this guy
got to know each other. He asked many
questions and she felt she can trust him.
They both discussed of different things,
thought different thoughts and
let their imagination soar as they
spend time together.
For that time spent together,
being friends and experiencing different
things, she felt closer to him and he felt as well.
Because that time can be worthy
and fulfilling if used wisely
As being friends, there was something much more;
much more to come and much more to feel.
they both decided that the time came
to make that connection stronger as well
as their lives much more exciting.
It came to great consideration and
beauty that the way he felt for her
made him feel happy inside and out.
The way that she felt for him made
her feel loved because he was someone
she was looking for, in those times
when she was alone and unhappy.
It came to realization that he
won't hurt her, won't made her feel bad
or treat her unwisely; as to he gave
great care and love for her and devotes
himself to make her happy.
To him, she was his best friend,
his special woman and his angel he
greatly feels attached to.
To her, he is someone she feels
close to, someone she cares and
her Teddy Bear that gives her
much protection.
Colby Funk
09th/15th/06th
In The Deep Forest
In the Deep Forest,
where bristling leaves
sing and move with the wind
and its creatures perch and watch.
Where the hidden secrets live
behind every tree and casting shadows.
Where in the day is an emerald beauty
and the night is an eerie, dark embrace.
There lies a trickling, crisp stream;
leading and flowing with fresh and pure
energy to where it pours into a raging
waterfall. Into a calm pond of clear
reflection and its ripples extend and
cast magically.
A sacred place of the
majestic, charmed creature of the Deep Forest;
where she lives in the thickets and swims in its' waters.
She's the Queen of Faeries, with her glistening
wings and trailing long hair.
She's the forest Nymph, darting in and out
behind trees and enticing men.
She's the mermaid, swimming in the pond
with pure grace and tranquility.
She is the Goddess, that lives and owns the magic of it all;
of this waterfall, of this pond, the water and the woods
of this forest.
In the Deep Forest, is her realm.
Done by:
Colby Funk
05th/29th/06th
Reflection in the Mirror
As I peer into this glass wall
that is the image of me,
my eyes, my face, my body, my soul
staring back at me, filled with
dreams, hopes, desires, energy from within.
as i look upon my visage, into my eyes,
peering into my soul and the light from within
i realize that i am a creature upon
this earth and that i have a purpose
in my life.
all of my past memories, experiences,
feelings and adventures; play along my
features, tug along my clothes, express
in my eyes that resembles light from within.
the reflection in the mirror
is me, is my image, is my soul
and myself. it represents who i am and
reflects my life upon me.
it is my reflection.
Snow
white fluffy stuff
floating from above
like the angels that take care
and share it with love
white fluffy ground
covering everywhere s
anywhere it lands and
any place it falls
all over the land of grace
and making it all peaceful
and quiet, with its bright embrace
from above and the heavens it shares
with love and above this snow we have
from its crisp cold embrace....the snow...
Rain
Blotchy-grey clouds gather and fill up the sky, making everything so grey and so solemn.
Slight breezes linger and push, soft caresses of air against the grass and the trees.
Deep tranquility and patience embraces the Earth as small, soft, droplets fall aimlessly from the cloud-grey sky.
Let it fall. Let it fall. Let it fall.
Free-falling rain slowly soak the Green Earth, as it drips, drips, drips.
Drip-drip-dripping more until it is like a consistent pour; the sound of falling cadence.
Having the grey-cloud let go of its secrets as the sky cries and cries.
Angels crying from the Deep Grey sky as it pours and pours upon this beautiful Green Earth,
Beautiful Deep Green and soaking nurturing rain pour with power and with grace, the duality of nature and its pulchritudinous embrace.
From the cloud-grey sky to the wonderful escape, the escape of pure, raw tranquility and grace.
So calm, So pure, So nature.
My grace and my embrace, so calm from this escape as I feel at home and at peace with beautiful nature and its embrace.
At Dusk
At dusk, where evening skies are dotted with scattered clouds; everything is still and quiet. Soft caressing breezes bristle the leaves and the thick grasses of the lush meadow. The trickling stream of Sapphire purity trails to the calm, crisp pond. Soft murmurs of animals in the trees and bush where the niches behold.
Everything is at peace and tranquility.
At dusk, distant echoes of deep thunder throb and rumble through the sleeping meadow; the once scattered clouds now gather and thicken with darkness. Slight winds blow with determination and haste. The pond now eerie with darkness.
Everything awaits what is there to come.
Tiny droplets fall aimlessly from the angry sky, as it falls more droplets follow till it pours with raging, raw streams of pounding rain. Winds carry with busts of cold air and soaking rain, as the trees weave and swing from the inertia of wind forces. Clouds shift and twirl, churning with chaotic power; lightning striking and arching at the meadow with brilliant quick flashes of white light.
Making everything blind for an instant moment.
Wind howling with wails of force that push and repel, drifting leaves now in a torrent of vicious wind. Sleep-perched birds fly for cover, being incoherent and blind from the flash of light. Animals cry out in anguish as the storm inflicts upon the meadow.
Ravaging and tormenting the beauty it beholds.
The large dead-white oak, with sprawled limbs that stretch and embracing nothing, stands alone and vulnerable in the darkness.
Lightning etches in the sky, making a trail to strike the oak with a powerful force.
That causes the oak to explode with angry fire and a loud sharp snap.
Bright-orange flames lick and spread upon the dead oak as it becomes consumed with fire.
As the persistent winds howl with determination, the fire is carried into the meadow; Engulfing everything in flames. Taking all the beauty it once behold and caressing it with tormenting, demon-like flames. Flames that burn and eat away, flames that corrode and take up the wood as the rain seems to stop instantly from the lightning arch.
In a moment, the once beauty is now lost, everything now turned to ash and dust and the animals leave the meadow that they once lived in, rumbling angry thunder roars as tiny sad droplets of rain mourn upon the dead meadow. Sky that cries for the inflicted beauty and peace that once was there and now is lost.......
Spaced-Out Boredom
through mystical clouds
into the oblivious space
where peace and silence reigns
and where the majestic takes place
wondrous and vast
empty with glistening stars
and slow-moving spheres, ever-lasting
peace and calm
where everything is at far,
apart from the chaotic and
toxic world, far from that
is this place; this is peace.
Its where there is no gravity, no
chaos, nothing but endless, pure
vast Wild Space.
Space that is too quiet, too
calm, too peaceful that is quite disturbing.
Space that needs something to
fill that empty void, reassuring
it has to be gone, to be filled
with something, with everything
that life gives us; that life
of its existence.
Not this emotionless cold space,
not this empty void; something
that has meaning and everything
that is living.
But, for now, linger in this place;
this empty space, the endless
oblivious Wild Space.
Done by:
Colby Funk
03rd/15th/06th
Manifested Abomination
From the oblivious darkness that
lingers, that poisons, that lurks
From the corruption that
leads, that exploits, that betrays
From the alienation that can
become, that can grow, that can hurt
Where it comes from, comes
from influences that seeps into
the veins or whispered, into the
innocents; consuming life.
Manipulating, controlling how
it should be, in an order or in a
wave where Darkness reigns.
Where it burns and poisons
the heart and spreads like
a virus, filling with emptiness
and dread from within.
Where it brainwashes the
weak, the small, the frail
and corrupts them from within.
Where the ever-lasting hope
dies and the deep sorrow begins.
The oblivious darkness, that steals
the light and it reborn.
The spreading corruption, the
vast cold poison.
The alienation, which transforms
life into change....
done by:
colby funk
03rd/15th/06th