Rahsash Geldich

Very vivid indeed, it conveys a lot emotions that aren't usually conveyed so subtly, like hopelessness at the line "hate... will make me stronger" Just my thoughts I guess

::grins:: Then we'll be intreped poetry daydreamers as a group eh?

::recognizes a fellow Calvin and Hobbes Reader in Seth:: I like writing in metaphor, but sometimes I get so far into it, the meaning is lost!

I am the Embodiment of Evil,

I am the Portrayer of Light,

I love to Wreak Havoc

And give the Blind Sight

 

I have a blue million Faces

And not all are Masks.

I am One and am All

In case Anyone Asks

 

I Hate and I Love,

I Live and I Die.

All for the Fun;

Never the Why

 

I Plot and I Track,

I wander The World.

Real or Fantasy

Together, all swirled.

Stereotypical maybe, but it has a timeless essence to it that I like. I also congratulate you on your use of thy's and thou's and thee's... I have the talent of a duck in that area lol

Very powerful, I particularly like the line "mentally transmitted disease"

I really like that! Keep it up!

:blushes:: ty, I liked that one as well

For you I know my heart does seek,

Your words still make my body weak.

When you're around, I can't seem to think

Brown eyes search my soul; watch me sink.

 

Fate loves to sit with a self-satisfied smirk-

I am his warped little piece of handiwork.

 

I am falling into a gaping abyss-

Your outstretched hand I somehow missed.

But people caught me, falling from you.

You took all the color, but greys are pretty too.

 

Fate loves to sit with a self-satisfied smirk-

I am his warped little piece of handiwork.

 

I will learn to be happy without your touch

But do not think I won't miss you a bunch.

I cannot sit around waiting for you,

Even though I know you love me too.

Would you be less broken hearted

If I told you that I hadn't started

A relationship so long ago

I was hooked up, hadn't wanted it so?

 

Would it have mattered when

It came down to the line. Then

And there, I didn't know

Paralyzed by disbelief and woe.

 

Hooked up by a friend to

A near stranger, and you

Were always there, haunting

My thoughts- Wanting.

 

I wanted to cry, but my heart

Stopped to feel, as a part

Of it was missing, still with

You, happiness now a myth.

 

Now tell me truly, would it

Have mattered? As I sit

Here and wonder, I don't know...

Just please say it is so!

 

Tell me I didn't sit here without

You, wondering what to do about

This sudden turn of fortune that

Left me cold. Say it flat.

 

Oh God! Dear God no!

You told me it was so!

You said I'd been an angel to you,

Yet you said that it all was true.

 

And now you say you've moved

On, and love another. My heart's grooved

With the pieces it gave up for

You, but I know I'd give more.

 

I want wou back, but my wish

Isn't coming true. Other fish

May be in the sea, but all

I want is you. I still call.

 

But now there is no return,

The sun still rises, wheels turn,

But I am now an empty shell

Returning to the living hell.

But then I woke up to the world again

And watched my life go down the drain.

I was still singing that morbid refrain.

Been hit again by a metaphorical train.

 

I remember when you still loved me,

When I was the only one you could see.

I guess it simply wasn't meant to be.

When I should stand, I only flee.

 

Its all my fault that I sit alone

I simply wish I had known

My true feelings coulda been shown

If only different winds had blown.

 

((still to be continued, expect a lenthy one....))

Edited by: Rahsash Geldich at: 1/20/02 8:11:47 pm

I had a dream the other night,

You saw me and your eyes took light,

Cradled me in your arms, held me tight

Whispered everything would be alright.

 

And I nestled myself in your arms,

Told myself I was far out of harms

Way. Happiness settled in gentle swarms.

I was totally enveloped by your charm.

 

 

 

((To be finished at a later date, it feels like the middle of something, but I need the rest, so its to be continued))

People are like stars,

Some shining brighter

Some hardly shining at all.

Some so overshadowed by another that

They do not shine as bright.

Or maybe they do, but we're so blinded

We can't see that they make others brighter

And some shine even though they're long gone,

While others shine but we can't yet see them

For they're so far away.

And some twinkle, dimming but coming back brighter

Only to dim again so we wonder

Why and how but why should we care

Do you ever wonder if you're an observer

Or do you shine too, up there among others

Do you wonder now?

Faces crying all around

Flags flying, all half-down

The poles that usually hold

Them so high, proud, and told

Of our heritage, now weep too.

Gas laden bombs flew

Into our world, telling us that

We could just as easily be flat

on the ground as that tower

Little more than gray powder.

I pray that I will wake up,

My world will not be messed up

And all these men in uniform

Recruiting my friends, Desert Storm

Vets. with pain in their eyes

Trying to show all of the guys

And girls that we need to stand

Again to face our enemies and prove

That we can be strong to move

Ourselves forward, learn from the past,

And make sure we last

To see another day in this beautiful

Country I call home. Bountiful

Have been our blessings, but now we need to show

That our very will and hope, hearts know.

I am balanced on the rim of the world-

The world as you know it behind,

The world noone knows ahead,

On the rim, I stand perfectly aligned.

 

Fantasy is ahead, giving me insight

To my well of creativity and lending

Me a getaway when I feel that negativity

Is all anyone has been sending.

 

Whenever I reach into it, my balance

Waivers- So I am left outstretched,

Not wanting to reach too far and fall

To hit the Rim and never be catched.

 

A wind sweeps up from behind, pulling

Me backwards into reality, but I refuse

To budge from my post. I will not abandon

One for the other, as both are there for use.

 

I am balanced on the rim of the world-

Positioned for happiness, I stand

Willing to wait to let each show me

Ways to go without any demand.

I don't know, I really like it how it is, espically the terminology, how it has that Shakespearian feel to it.

Thanks for replying, I liked that one too, it turned out better than I thought it would because I thought the rythms were off...

I tried to reach out to you today.

I don't think you noticed, but its okay;

I'll reach out to someone else.

 

I wanted to tell you I am acheiving.

In myself, I have started believing.

But its okay, I'll tell someone else.

 

I wanted help with my problems

For they feel like no-one-can-solve-ems

But I suppose I can tell someone else.

 

I guess another day will have to do,

I'd still pick no one over you.

As much as I tell someone else

A bit of sunshine found me today

I was surprised, after being so sure

That I had wandered too far to be reached

By the suns warming rays.

 

It rained down gently from the skies,

Drifiting across my fingertips and

Shining in brilliant facets to cast

Rainbows that gave peace and dried eyes.

 

I looked up, wanting to find the source

Of this bit of happiness that cradels

And tells me I'll be okay, that the world

Will be okay again, my ship will be back on course.

 

But it eluded my sight, hiding from me

Behind a cloud. And as long as I searched,

It stayed away. Finally, I gave up and

Looked back into the world; What will I see?

 

But there is the sunshine again!

I smile, and it strains my face from

Disuse, or maybe misuse, but the light

Turns into gold my death-white skin.

 

I look around my once black world

Clouds fly overhead, shadowing the green

Hills and the wind runs too, pulling

The wildflowers, colors swirled.

 

I stand up and laugh, for I have again seen

The day for what it is. I realise what

I've missed, and what I need. I catch

The little rainbows, turn them into birds that keen.

 

I run with the wind and dance throughout

The flowers, regaining myself whom I

Thought lost, my love of the world

Reclaimed. This is what I needed, no doubt.

 

Shatterings- The shadows of depression flew

Out from nowhere, Trying to pull me back to them

"Please, Please! We need you with us!" I run.

"Leave me alone! Don't you understand? I need me too!"

 

I race down the hill, and the rainbows encase

My shoulders and I have wings as they!

I soar through the air up and up to the moon.

And I find the shadows have lost their chase.

 

I fear to go back, knowing the Shatterings are

There. I sit and cry in the never-dark of the moon

And the coyotes and dogs back on the ground

Look up and cry too, Howling at the biggest non-star.

 

But the rainbows follow me here! They

Dry my tears yet again and help me to my feet

And float me back to earth. They coat me in

Sparkle, and I am sure they know a way.

 

I curl up among the drifting wildflowers,

And look back the way I came. And now I see

That now, I am silver as the moon above,

Basked in its never-dark showers.

 

I drift off to sleep, knowing it is guarded

From the Shatterings. And in the morning

I see the sunrise and the rainbows return to me

With the bit of sunshine, during the night hoarded.

 

Its gold soothes me, but I don't forget the moon

Who guarded me during the night. It is even

Here during the day, still in the sky, watching me

and telling me, tonight I'll be as safe at I am at noon.

((This is more of a rant than actual poetry, so if you want it away, feel free))

 

I'm freaking

TIRED

Of people running their

MOUTHS

Telling me stuff they know nothing

ABOUT

Telling me I should care about

RACE

I should care about

ETNICITY

I shoud care about

FAITH

 

What if I don't give a

DAMN?

what if what if

what if what if

 

I'm freaking

TIRED

Of people saying I

SHOULDN'T

People saying I

COULDN't

People saying I

WOULDN'T

Know love without him here in my arms...

THEY'RE WRONG

What if I loved him

ANYWAYS

Even though he lives miles

AWAY!

 

What if I don't give a

DAMN?!

What if What if

What if What if

 

Why the hell do they

CARE

About my beliefs if I look past

THEIRS

Their hellish ideas of

SEGRIGATION

And evilness that fills their minds about

LOOKS

They must be blind for they lack true

SIGHT

They lack hearts sight for true

LOVE

How can they find it when they are

PREJUDICED

 

What if I don't give a

DAMN??!!

What If What If

What If What If

 

They think they're inside doors of

GOLD

But they don't see the gold is

TARNISHED

Tarnished with

BLOOD

Tarnished with

HATE

Tarnished with their stupid

IDEAS

Of perfection that cannot be

ACHIEVED

Because if God wanted us to be the

SAME

He would have made us

CLONES

 

What if I don't give a

DAMN???!!!

WHAT IF WHAT IF

WHAT IF WHAT IF

 

I see past your prejudiced

VIEW

And I simply can't stand the sight of

YOU

How can you find the love you

SEEK

The peace of the world you want to

SEE

Through your clouded

SIGHT

I swear you must be

BLIND

And I will get and recieve more

PEACE

And get and recieve more

LOVE

Than you, you prejudiced

FREAK!

 

((::lets out a deep breath:: Sorry that is so depressing and negative, but I am usually judged by all those things, and I refuse to be prejudiced because so many of the ones I love are missing out because of their stupid beliefs that certain people are... ::trails off before she repeats the poem that is not a poem: )

I fear my heart shall never feel again

My soul is all alone within.

Art without color, this I do

Live without feeling? This too.

 

My mind pulls and scrambels

At my heart with Briars and Brambels

Trying to get it to pulse once more.

Its a place where no waves hit the shore.

 

How in the world did I get this way?

Fearing? Hating? The brand new day

Now unwelcomed, passes without notice

From my rest deprived subconcious.

 

Truths hidden, lies said, wall up first

For safety, but I fear the worst

Is yet to come and they are too weak

Or am I just afraid to speak?

 

Either way, I now feel nothing, a shock

Of too many boats entering the dock

Leaving me empty, inside a glass box

At which thrown are rocks.

 

They dent the surface, but cannot

Get in. Will I ever again have a shot

Of feeling again? The future looks grim

I'm standing on the worlds outer rim.

 

One foot in fact, the other in fancy I don't

Want to go to either side. More like I won't

Without feeling, my heart runs on lore.

Fantasy books, all of love and war.

 

Yet nothing stirs the rock of my heart.

Perhaps it has been ripped too far apart

By too many people. I can't go on this way

Fighting my way through empty day after day.

 

I fear my heart shall never feel again

My soul is all alone within.

Art without color, this I do

Live without feeling? This too.

::Walks into the recruitment room, long black hair partially hiding her face. She carries three leather bound books, matching light brown covers and ribbons streaming from their edges where the places are marked.::

 

I heard this was a place for free writing? I have a great wish to have someone critique my work, but I needed such a forum...

 

::She suddenly trails off, tilting her head tot he side as if hearing some inner voice. Her dark eyes are blankly staring, yet her figners move as if they are writing.::

 

 

"Love, Anger, Happiness, Hate

In some way, they all relate.

Happiness with one

Frolick and run.

Love grows

Begins to show.

Anger at words

Happiness curds

Bits of Hate

They all relate."

 

 

::Suddenly her eyes get their life back and she looks at the freshly written words.::

 

"I can give a further demonstration if you wish, but I write, roleplay, and draw. A book for poems, one for stories, and one for my sketches."

 

::Her eyes shift to the person behind the desk, slightly questioning.::