Synnie as a poetess

Subject: Synnie as a poetess (new poem up!) Mon Apr 13, 2009 2:08 pm

So, this is my very own poetry corner.I hope you enjoy my poems and please, if you read leave a comment. ^^

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Poem I : Warrior and his Rose by Syn -> page 1
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Poem II : Distance by Syn -> page 1
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Poem III: You and you again by Syn -> page 1
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Poem IV: Live and life by Syn -> page 1
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Poem V: Night's embrace by Syn -> page 1
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Poem VI: The crazy oasis by Syn -> page 1
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Poem VII: Un-named by Syn -> page 1
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Poem VIII: Heartless by Syn -> page 1
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Poem IX: Escaping by Syn -> page 1
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Poem X: Perseverance by Syn -> page 1
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Poem XI: Goddess Laspring by Syn -> page 1
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Subject: Re: Synnie as a poetess Mon Apr 13, 2009 2:09 pm

Warrior and his Rose

The call of darkness, with screams of sorrow,
Betraying the kindness of this one brave soul,
Fighting for love and glory with all those that follow,
His path and his values, are now filling the hole.

His sword is now his mistress, death the lover,
His companions - all vivid memories of her,
Lost in space, forever gone, once upon a time,
When war was a myth and love was no crime.

Sweet fresh crimson blood now stain his all,
Caused by the void, the hollow left in his heart,
He has no mind, no pitty, no shame, no thought,
All pure emotions were gone along with her fall.

For his sins one day he will pay, that he well knows
But to be with the light of his heart, his one Rose,
He would die a million times, and flame eternally
But for how he is shattered, evermore, internally.

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His dear sweet Rose looked from high above,
Watching the key bearer to her undying love.
Though they were apart, she longed to see him,
For him to whisper his solemn vows without grim.

What has become of her courageous knight,
He fights with great passion, making her so proud,
Her whole fills up with joy seeing all his might,
Bringing justice, pain to those in the wrong crowd.

She smiles and awaits for him to come to her,
To bring her the light warmth that she long ago felt.
The memories they made when together they were,
The feelings and whispers that slowly made her melt.

Subject: Re: Synnie as a poetess Wed Apr 15, 2009 5:12 pm

Nice syn, your poems are really good Very Happy

Are you going to bring the other poems here too?

Subject: Re: Synnie as a poetess Wed Apr 15, 2009 10:51 pm

Aysar wrote:: Nice syn, your poems are really good
Are you going to bring the other poems here too?

lol i hope so aysar, it would definately brighten up the forum

Subject: Re: Synnie as a poetess Thu Apr 16, 2009 2:10 pm

Yes I will aysar, but first I would like to see itchy posting his >.>

Subject: Re: Synnie as a poetess Thu Apr 16, 2009 2:29 pm

lol Syn >.>"

Subject: Re: Synnie as a poetess Thu Apr 16, 2009 5:31 pm

Itchy wrote:: lol Syn >.>"

no: >.>", face.Just post them.They were awesome...

Posts : 15 Join date : 2009-04-15 Age : 38

Synnie wrote:

Itchy wrote:: lol Syn >.>"

no: >.>", face.Just post them.They were awesome...

syn nice

poems i like the banner in the first page you did a really nice work and me too i want to read some of itachis poems too Smile

Subject: Re: Synnie as a poetess Tue May 05, 2009 9:32 am

Distance

I'm miles away but my heart keeps pounding
Yearning to cuddle beside you,
To feel your touch and the rhythm of your heart,
To hear your whispers deep within my soul.
The seconds pass harder and harder...
As time choose to play against me,
Always keeping me away from your love,
Away from that I desire the most.
If I ever get to curl up against you,
To rest my head upon the cage of your heart,
In your warm embrace shiver and tremble
As our lips meet for the first time in life.
As the fire in front us hisses and dances,
And the darkness is cut by its brightness
I'll feel our passion slowly take over
While your eyes tell they'll never let go.

You and you again

As the silent have spoken
And the windows have broken
As low rumours fill the air
My mind goes blank, not fair!

Why can't I hear your voice?
While your face haunts me
Why don't I have a choice?
Scared! past it I can't see.

My heart is beating wild
Making me shiver alone.
Wishing you were here .

Just become mine in time
Bring me my black future
With the darkness I'm fine
I can lower my temperature

And untill we become as one
I want your thoughts to guide me
I never want us to be done
That's all just for you to see.

My pain, my feelings, my life
With you to spend i'd want
Don't be far, be close to me.

Subject: Re: Synnie as a poetess Tue May 05, 2009 9:34 am

Live and life

I sure as hell will not crumble
Under the weight of my own black heart,
I will never kneal in front of those unkind,
Under the eyes of all thy I shall rise,
Once and once again, for I am strong willed.
Bring me to my challange, I shall not back away,
But keep my embrace open and ready,
To welcome in, as it is, all life and to live.

Night's embrace

I keep still, in the nights embrace
Listening to shadows whisper among themselves
Words of passion filled with loves fire.
As darkness grows within my soul
I ask myself tons and more...
But one question lingers in the air:
Does one of these whispers happen to be yours?
I can not speak, I am without voice,
I keep my eyes shut therefore I can not see
But I can hear my heart pounding in it's cage
Slowly dying while hoping to feel you close.
I've lost myself within my thoughts,
Images of you flash before my eyes,
I wish to hear your voice just once
To see if these whispers are really yours...

The crazy oasis

I once knew a place called Narutowire,
And each night its chat was on fire.

Blame it on Flare and her fiery way,
On bad words some to her shouldn't say.
Blame it on Gold, the one from JA -
On the pervy scale you can give him an A.

Then there is Mizzy the one who is Shizzy,
With her cool way, she will drive you crazy
And let's not forget about the one and only Kushi,
She's awesome and her nick rhymes with sushi.

Hinata and Fairla are the ones that always enchant,
Persuading all the men their wishes to grant.
In his magical pants Andrew is always hiding,
Saying a mansion in them people would be finding.

The chat gets worse when Insane joins the gang,
And even more so when online comes Whitefang.
Driving the sane in opposition, the two just do better
By making us all smile, cause they're birds of a feather.

Then the troublesome Ak come and join the fun,
With Pein leading them all with orange hair like the sun,
With Sasuke giving bgs and saying what he doesn't like,
Both firmly telling the fakes to go take a hike.

Then, when Hidan shows up the show really can begin,
With curses and sex talk when his perviness kicks in.
They welcome newbies with open arms all day,
Telling them over and over their motto – AK all day.

Then the kages come and take the place by storm,
Setting the rhythm but also setting the norm.
One of them is Kanko, who's the coolest,
But when it comes to stories he can be the cruelest.

Then there's the vampire, sweet Minnie,
And his adorable evil cat sister called Synnie.
The two are Romanian and can both listen,
Whenever the others hearts start to glisten.

Soul has his boxes and is part of SS,
Funny he is, especially when he kicks ass.
Paradoxy is weird, he's the king off accounts,
But this one is the one that only really counts.

L, is the sweet one, the most loved of the leaders,
The wise one that cares for the his readers.
Rukia, his queen has problems with sleep,
No bigger the others, and she's a friend to keep.

I know someone who's sweeter, the perfect hubby,
The reigning Ero Sanin, the one and only Itchy.
And another cool person is the angel called Arch,
the one setting the tone in the sanity march.

Sooner or later, you will find none other then Street,
Lurking in the shadows planning the SS and AK to beat.
Look closer and the closet perv Elton you will find,
Show him a hot girl with no clothes and he will go blind.

At that sight others would die but not the original cat.
His name is Aysar, but his a rare sight! him and his bat!
His cliff is now famous and so is Terminater,
The one girls also like to call pervinator.

He's wild and untamed but so are most here,
As the ones who say they're sexy, like Near.
This is the one place people find escape,
Where the Narutowire World finally takes shape.

Subject: Re: Synnie as a poetess Tue May 05, 2009 9:36 am

Un-named
To hear, to see, what?
The decaying flesh of the world?
The dying whispers of it all?

To love, to hate, who?
Ourselves for not being able?
The others for failing as well?

To hide, to run, from what?
What is it that scares us?
Why is it we don't fight back?

To fail, to succeed, why?
Because whatever we do has an end?
Will there ever only be hope?

Somethings are to be left alone,
Like existing feelings that aren't there,
Like the voices, the songs, the sounds
We always ignore when closing our eyes
And thinking about the past memories,
Those who we cherish and smile at.
Like the faces we remember always,
With their kind gestures and words,
The evidence of friendship and care
That exists in a non existing way.

The world revolves around itself,
Spin by spin, digging it's own grave,
Turn by turn, making its rebirth.
Will it ever truly end? What's its meaning?

I was unable to find a title for this one.If anyone has suggestions feel free.

Heartless

What happened, to my dear old heart?
I used to hear it tick each day, each night,
Beating and pumping, ready to escape,
Into the unknown of my own feelings.

Not it's just silence, all around me,
I feel devoided, empty of any meaning.
Had I done something wrong to upset it?
Have I felt that which is forbidden?

I don't know, but the meaning is gone...
Can my heart be meanded, or maybe healed?
What would it take to give it back that spark,
That familiar rythem of a decaying organ...

I want it all back, the old days when it lived...

Subject: Re: Synnie as a poetess Tue May 05, 2009 9:38 am

Escaping

I've been here for ages now,
Just sitting as the year passes.
Feeling like I'm loosing my seconds,
Looking for voices in the dark,
When I can only hear my bitter own...

I'm tired and looking to break free.
Maybe one day they'll understand,
I've had it!; don't want nomore,
To be pinned down in one place.

Someone give me my wings back again,
To fly and sore above white clouds,
To see my life across the world,
To hear nature's sweet songs,
Each and everyone of them different,
But all echoing through my soul.

I wanna burn under the hot son,
Bathing in its shiny golden rays,
All banishing the dark thoughts
I've held so long in my solitude.

One day of these is not enough,
I want more and more and more,
I wanna be enflamed by it all,
Surrendering my all to life again.

I wanna go crazy again and again,
Having fun and living my life,
I wanna feel and love and go on,
Change darkness to light, one by one.

Subject: Re: Synnie as a poetess Tue May 05, 2009 11:47 am

well since Syn posted all of hers on here, i guess ill post mine also.

Nameless (sorry Syn, i like the name) :P

We may never meet
We both take each other at face value
Knowing we both belong to others
But, willing to have this special bond
A friendship that allows us to be more
But, also let's us keep our body's pure
And our heart to
Not physically crossing lines
In our minds at least
What, we do share is ours only
You Understand Me and I understand You
I don't ever want to loose you
Never but, yet I know if the time comes
For you or I to go away
That, someday, somehow, I won't give up
You have given me strength to go on
Missing you at times makes me crazy
Even though at times I don't get to see you
I have a feeling you're there
I know in my heart we share a lifetime
True Love, You're amazing

Subject: Re: Synnie as a poetess Tue May 05, 2009 5:01 pm

Perseverance

Sometimes, at night, I sit alone,
Hidden away to be with you love.

Looking down at your sad picture,
A memory invades my thoughts.

The burning pain is hard to bare,
And the forever lost years to many.

Small sour tears falling from above,
Are all your crystal eyes can see.

I don't know where you really are,
But I look back and refuse to give up.

I'll always run into the black night,
To see myself by your side again.

And under the moons sweet gaze,
Hidden above the mountain mist,
Evermore I will dream of me and you.

Subject: Re: Synnie as a poetess Wed May 27, 2009 3:52 am

Goddess Laspring

The fire of heaven descend on the soft milk skin
As the goddess awakens from her slumbery pin
To give birth once more to an illusion of sin
Spinning new bodies with life's thread, so thin.

Warming up the always pregnant womb,
Slipping through the cracks of winters tomb,
With penetrating rays of everlasting hope,
And squeezing life from her breasts with one grope.

Under her gaze, seeing all, neglecting none,
Making it equal being daughter or son.
Infusing her essence into the boney remains
Of all those which died of flake-made stains.

Subject: Re: Synnie as a poetess Wed May 27, 2009 12:03 pm

cool, another great poem. i love it ^^

Subject: Re: Synnie as a poetess Sun May 31, 2009 9:23 am

Thanks sweety. Me thinks you need a new sig tho >.>