Whispers of the Earthly Mind

[Levin64]

Hello~

As you can see, I write poems by myself too;

I usually write for my friends or just for myself but--

I'll get it up here, so I can maybe get a feedback from you guys to improve myself...

It'll be appreciative too if you don't steal my works too;

I like to share these because I like to, but don't use it as your own ^w^

And English is not my first language, so if there are some corrections please do alert~

And oh actually these are my old poems too so-- lol

 

 

Here are my poems...

 

 

Forced Shape

 

I

made

a rain.

Full of thoughts

Full of melancholy

Asthmatic, ragged breath

Shivering, trembling.

 

And I keep on making the rain.

Wandering tragedies.

Broken. Hearts. Souls.

A plate shattered on the floor.

 

I

made

a rain,

pain

collide

I.

 

 

Id(Twisted)

 

This feeling of

flesh-shredding

bloodlust and

vein-cutting is

slowly devouring

me in this moment.

 

A glass of blood,

a plateful of grilled flesh,

and a fresh, murderous room

is a perfect combination

for the dine tonight.

 

Monster, vampire,

and psychopath in

one person.

What else will haunt

your beautiful,

agonizing nightmare?

 

 

Aimless

 

Aimless,

wandering without any directions

feeling numb, with extra insensitivity

walking around, looking down, going circles.

 

I,

am no love expert.

I can hurt myself, I can also drown myself,

in this superficial, unkind feel,

that made me restless.

 

Angry,

or sad,

I can't tell.

I can't tell what I am feeling now.

 

I cry,

but I am also mad.

Desperate and unwilling in the same time.

What am I actually craving for?

 

I know,

I miss our times, I miss my times

when I actually fell in love to someone.

And I know, I was wasting my time.

 

Now look at me.

Alone, confused, and aimless, once again.

Trembling, crying, screaming, and yelling

to myself;

 

What is it actually am I looking for?

 

 

Release

 

scrap metal

drifted by the

winds of war

clanged against

the pole of

misery and

despair caused

by a bloodbath on

this land.

 

it seems that

peace is a

no word

and a silent

edge will be

spoken as

treachery of

this tranquility

 

you

the warrior

of the unknown

shall be our hope

even if you are

still unfamiliar

with this state

of mind and

mentality

fragility

and

conscience

but you shall

prevail

and erase

the burden

of our

ill-fated

souls.

 

 

Twisted

 

It feels menacing, isn't it?

To be consumed with

weakness

frailty

fragility

vulnerability

and humane, sickly, pitiful feeling?

 

Why not coming to me;

submit to me; and

you will grasp power

you will achieve victory

victory, win, rejoice!

 

Sacrifice, immolation...

Give me... your most

valuable asset!

As you will be given

my sacred blessing!

 

Mwuahahahaha!

This world is in madness!

Power! Power!

Nothing but dominance;

will gift me

absolute reign

absolute grasp

infinity!

 

Let us march forward!

Onto the singing choir of

screaming and yelling;

clanking iron and

feathered arrow;

steeped with blood;

rusted gold and

wrecked tomes,

as we pave

our road of freedom

with shackles of

this

impure

inhuman

unearthy

malevolence

gift

from the

fell being.

 

PeACe iS noTHIng bUt a MiSTaKe.

[littlespiral]

your poems are beauiful

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the words really hits my heart.