Another uncomented, dead thread

[Bakiryu]

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Beautiful Death
Pale.
Cool skin of toads
Silver
Random smiles
of strangers in streets

There she hides
Transparent
and oh-so-easy to see

In the sharp blades
Shattered panes
Crimson suns
Burning into sand

Beautiful
Desire
So near
Yet never mine

Hidden
Into these wicked talons
That have wrenched out my heart
To crush it
Into a pulpuos, pulsating mass
Still feeling

Belle Morte
In my mind
When will you come for me?




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Bella
What's the difference?
When you write forgiveness in your own skin
With sharp thorns of butterflies
Seeds on mandrakes lost in you
No wonder you're puzzling!

And that's the best deffinition
We can come with.
Falling into the waters of your gaze
Led stray from the scars in your arms
Bleeding into the inside
While outside blooms a silver smile.



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Morte d'amour

No more to see
Wrapped threads shiver
No more to feel
Shinning eyes of dew

A second
Frozen
Time
Heartless
Given

It's passed now
That was just
The death of love


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Belle Morte

She sits
Her bloody head reclining
Against the towel trailing fresh dye
A crimson splash
A momment lost

She sits and sights
Staring at her arm
Where the razor cut

And every day is the same
On her wrist a tally
Made of scars

Even thought she'll never know
I call her beautiful
If only she'll smile.

I'm next to her,
Trying to help
Dye and bleach stray strands

'I love you'
and 'You're Beautiful'
Fortnight later
I whisper on the phone

She says, what's that?
Nothing.
The comment
If only I could go back in time.

A day again
She hangs with shame
From above cord streching tight

A smile so bright
On the face of death
and on her hand a note.

Surrounded by all.
I read:

"I only wish
Before I die
For love and Beauty
I, loveless and humane
but never a face
Can't bear this life
Goodbye friends"

A tear on my eye
As I try not to cry
A word on my lips "I love you
and even in death, you're still beautiful"

Someone behind me asks
What's that again?
I look behind,
hands on pockets tight
and whisper....


Nothing.


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Heart Transplant
She tore it with bare hands
Nails digging into supple flesh
Licked the blood that trailed down her arm
Never to love again.

She dug into the earth
With silver knives
To bury it again

She turned deaf ears to her screams
Never to smile again.
Never to feel.

She burned the scars
Gouged out the veins
Leaving none
No bloody remains

Soft sweet entrails
She zipped up her chest
walked back
Seeing her heart
Never again


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Numb

It has no meaning
And it makes no sense
When I can see the world
In silver currents

In tortured words
Torn wings of butterflies
May goddess save me
For I'm living to die.



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I want to write you a poem
But my pale hands are freezing
Into two pillars of ivory
Time lost and unknown

And the whisper of wind is a caress
When tears fall down your cheek
I never thought I would see your cry
As our bodies melt together
Bound by a kiss





The World behind the glass
Is a mix of blurring shadows
Fluttering they pass me by
Not bothering to wave afterwards

My eyes are bound to stare
At these stars I cannot see
The moon is a hole in the sky
I can feel her laughing at me

And I trapped in low skies
I am
Half-sick of shadows

That become a pale crisp clear
Behind crystal eyeglass
Paradise of the blind


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[Pendragon]

Ryu, I am disturbed by some of your images, Shi comes quickly enough and doesn't need to be rushed, nor does The Cold One need help. Your poetry is sad, but artful, but if those images are truly in your mind, take it from one who knows, who bares the scars in his flesh and mind, that is not the path. Do not seek Shi on your own, when your time is up, Shi will seek you. But that may be long down the roads that go ever, ever on. I am so sorry that I missed the hint on the request for a poem.

For The Little Dragon

Ryu folded her hands and she withdrew deep into her inside,
Facing the world seemed to be so much more than she could do.
Two tiny teardrops slid down her cheeks from the pain she couldn’t hide,
Crying out but silently “What is there left for me to do?”
Shi began to beckon from the shadows with honey dripping words,
With promises of peace in her arms and visions of the path.
But Shi is a trickster, poison tongued; teeth sharper than swords,
She knows she’ll have you in time but likes to speed up her wrath.
Ryu in desperation turned to her poetry as have others before,
Shi began to creep in to her images, her thoughts, and her dreams.
One old man who lives in the mountains who had fought with the Goddess afore,
Stood up beside of the small dragon: “Things are not all what they seem:
“If there were no darkness we would never know the beauty of a star:
“Sometimes we may lose a battle, but it doesn’t mean that we’ve lost the war…”

Pendragon
© 8/14/07

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[Haven]

Hi Bakiryu
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This is an amazing post. The poems are beautiful. To be able to write like that is a gift. Pen's right though, what you have written it is very sad, dark really. Hope you are okay. I don't really write poetry. Will try to some day. Anyway, just in case I am sending you two fighting samurai to keep any bad thoughts away. :)

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[TheFifthElement]

These poems all show great passion and great pain, the two ingredients of great poetry. Were the poems inspired by the images?

I thought this one was particularly powerful:



The World behind the glass
Is a mix of blurring shadows
Fluttering they pass me by
Not bothering to wave afterwards

My eyes are bound to stare
At these stars I cannot see
The moon is a hole in the sky
I can feel her laughing at me

And I trapped in low skies
I am
Half-sick of shadows

That become a pale crisp clear
Behind crystal eyeglass
Paradise of the blind

[Bakiryu]

Ryu, I am disturbed by some of your images, Shi comes quickly enough and doesn't need to be rushed, nor does The Cold One need help. Your poetry is sad, but artful, but if those images are truly in your mind, take it from one who knows, who bares the scars in his flesh and mind, that is not the path. Do not seek Shi on your own, when your time is up, Shi will seek you. But that may be long down the roads that go ever, ever on. I am so sorry that I missed the hint on the request for a poem.




Yeah, my poems are particularly dark in these days, I'm not rushing myself just feeling pretty down. Some of these poems are also very old. From one of my poetry sites. :) Thank you for your beautiful poem.
полюбите вас слишком.



Hi Bakiryu
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This is an amazing post. The poems are beautiful. To be able to write like that is a gift. Pen's right though, what you have written it is very sad, dark really. Hope you are okay. I don't really write poetry. Will try to some day. Anyway, just in case I am sending you two fighting samurai to keep any bad thoughts away. :)

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Thanks for the samurai :) Yes, I'm ok. I'll try for happier things.



These poems all show great passion and great pain, the two ingredients of great poetry. Were the poems inspired by the images?

I thought this one was particularly powerful:


No, but I searched images that fitted the poems. I
Thanks. I just copied it from my blog, it's based on me and my cousin being partially blind and the world as we see it without glasses.


I love your user name!

[Shurtugal]

touching...
i clamed i was gifted
but i presome i was wrong.
you have showed me the darker path,
at the same time leaving me alone.
you have relvealed to me the otherside,
of a different friend i thought i knew.
but as time has told,like friends of old,
you quite never know them true.

your poems where dark, a different light to me. but that doesn't put down the art that the possed. althougsome of the pictures wear desturbing. i really like the first one. a concerning friend-argetlam

[Bakiryu]

Thanks Shurtz!

Too Everybody concerned: LOOK A HAPPY POEM. I'm not all dark.

Curving, Gracing smiles
That shine like a thousand stars in a song
The glinting of jewels
Graceful, swanlike
Just smile makes me dream
A thousand years of memories!

(Pendragon I finally found out what SHI means It's the word for poetry. Funny that it also means death in japanese thought, like Shi-nigami.)

[Pendragon]

And Shi as the Japanese word was what I ment. Ryu means dragon in Japanese, so I thought you might know Japanese. My bad. I know only a very little.

Pen

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[kiz_paws]

We have a very talented writer in our midst, Yay Baki. :thumbs_up

Some of the pix were a little disturbing, but anyhow, glad you can write happy stuff too. You are extremely creative no matter what you try ... **hugs**

[Bakiryu]

And Shi as the Japanese word was what I ment. Ryu means dragon in Japanese, so I thought you might know Japanese. My bad. I know only a very little.

Pen

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Yeah, me too I'm trying to learn but the last thing on my mind was the connection between the word Shi-nigami and Shi. Baka me!

Thanks Kiz! *hugz back*

[Bakiryu]

And here's my new poem and the reason why I should stop listening to Prostye Dvizheniya!


The morning sun burns away my lids
And every time I close my eyes I dream of you
My skin slowly rots away in emollient resilience
My words tinge themselves with mistrust

Butterflies in my stomach
Burn through twisted slick hollow tubes
A thousand nerves balled into a knot
All wait for the day I fear

I am dreaming of you my love unmet
I'm waiting for you, my child unborn
I can taste your skin on my lips
I can kiss your truth on my hands

*****

From dusk to dawn this music burns
On my ears forcing me to wake
To write the words my fingers bleed
Spiral on their lines
And narrow like stakes

The water slugs and washes away
All memory of dream
I scream hollow guts into the land
"Just where are you?!"
The words I hear

Can't you see I'm waiting?
Running against it
My feelings burn
Against the current

Run.
Run faster
Run
Run faster
Run
Run faster

Only to fall on my knees
On their sockets
How they twist!
Bloody and torn
Sticks out the bone

The world shakes as I scream
A death yell of eternity
Reaching through future
Touching the past

My love
where are YOU?!

Gasp and twist
Tear the skin
I'm becoming
Human.

[Lote-Tree]

My love
where are YOU?!


I am here, inside you.