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Nikki.
04-14-2010, 12:53 AM
Blah blah, this is my poetry ect., ect.
Dollie
You have become her plaything
Always sitting, in wait
To be toyed with
To be noticed by her highness
She will play with your mind
'Til boredom appears
Out of the edges of elation
Here, to ruin your time
Come, follow the call
The foreboding little tune
Eerie and seducing
Trapping you in this place
I am here to, as you see
But what is unknown to them
Her song is my own
I am the one who has taken them all
demonic_monkey
04-15-2010, 03:48 AM
I hate dolls. I like the poem. Just saying, I'm not a fan of dolls.
They scawy. :cry:
Nikki.
04-15-2010, 04:22 PM
Walking Death
What should you know?
This was before you
While you were still sleeping
Your song had not been called
‘Til I beckoned your harmony
I blew life into you
Through those carmine lips
And eyes of amethyst
Your fingers were still blue
With death lingering inside them
The first words from your silken throat
Were whispered and unrecognizable
As you relearned to breath
It began
My adoration and awe
demonic_monkey
04-16-2010, 01:30 PM
Very good. So eerie up to the end where it turns for romantic. Beautiful. I :love: this poem.
Nikki.
04-16-2010, 10:39 PM
This is from a while back, couple months ago.
I love you, but…
You appear as what I want
We are so perfect
Everyday you grow closer
More attached to me
Although
You never say, “I love you.” enough
Bitter me, down
Can you even see this
Confusion that strains my face
Nikki.
04-16-2010, 10:41 PM
Eternity
This pen is busted
My words are useless
The paper’s tattered, shredded
Rooms become empty
Furniture has gotten dusty and dingy
But my body’s remained, still
I haven’t moved in lifetimes
Waiting for lethologica to leave
You’ve stunned me, expendable
Nikki.
04-18-2010, 03:51 PM
From the "situation" I had
Night Terror
I am perturbed
Scared to turn my back
Do we matter,
Or are we all condemned
To all end the same?
In darkness
Deep, dank, lonely darkness
Does everyone die alone?
Can’t sleep lying in this
Empty bed
Sitting awake for hours
Solitary with these thoughts
Panic sweeping as it does
My own breath
Frightens my skin
These specters and phantoms
Have always habituated me
Will I ever be refuted?
demonic_monkey
04-19-2010, 10:54 PM
Wow. There's so much emotion in these poems. They made my eyes water. :( I hope things have been brightening for you recently.
Nikki.
04-19-2010, 11:07 PM
Thanks :)
Honestly
In all truths I find this one
The best choice of all
I will tell secrets when I am done
You will not allow my fall
I have felt this since forever
You, what honesty this holds
Same thing, I will find never
Come chase me through the folds
I cannot help this reaction
You keep making me stutter
No one ever chose my faction
My disbelief is utter
Nikki.
04-20-2010, 03:54 PM
Apologies
Don't leave, please?
I'll miss the way we tease
Best friend, I'm dearly pained
For our alliance I have strained
Without you helpful guide
My path has become too wide
Come back and stay with me
Your comforts all I need
I miss you each day
I couldn't convince you to stay
The last goodbye hurt most
To be tear-free, I could not boast
"Brother," I called, "True,
You know I'll always love you!"
demonic_monkey
04-20-2010, 04:25 PM
There poems are really amazing. I'm glad to be able to read your poems here again. :)
Nikki.
04-21-2010, 11:21 PM
From last summer.
Black Emotions Drain
I hate this!
I hate you
You know it's true
I just want bliss
Used me too long
Used me all up
Drink, wretched queen's cup
You've got it all wrong
Only want me sometimes
Only want the favors
Myself you'll never savor
I've seen all your crimes
demonic_monkey
04-22-2010, 10:43 AM
I'm sorry. :(
Good poem, though. Keep it up!
Nikki.
04-28-2010, 04:02 PM
Also from the "situation".
Frigid
I have grown cold
Signifying a death of things
These happenings, grown old
Dearest, have you seen my wings?
Chilling, to my deepest bone
I can see the hate
Get up off your throne
I will use this as bait
Give me the fight I crave
Hit me in a brand new way
This pain just makes me brave
Do not think I would sway
I will pick myself up
No help from any other
Never drink poison from your cup
I will be my own father and mother
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