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Post by Ahnemesis on Oct 23, 2003 15:28:03 GMT -5
Nightmare...
Eerily it falls, the silence of my mind. Like the ticking of a clock, that is some how out of time. Shadows move, one to the other, I fear to be seen, horror pertrifys my soul, I open my mouth to scream. No sound issues forth, to pierce the haunted dream, try as I might, I cannot stop the scene. Intangable yet real,the terror reaches out. No substance does it fill, yet it's cold touch is all about. Madness as I panic, becomes my sanities hold. Caught in between two worlds, as the nightmare unfolds. Ahnemesis. 10/03
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Post by Ahnemesis on Oct 23, 2003 15:31:12 GMT -5
Haunted Memory...
Do you know the pain, you left inside my soul? The emptiness I cannot fill, the memories I still hold. The heart of a child, is what you decieved. When you were through, I was relieved. But false was my emotion, and now I pay with tears. As the pain has come to rise, after all these years. Do you think of me? Do you remember when? Do you ever regret the times, or wish they were again? I'm left with a haunted memory, of love, desire, and pain. Wondering if I did what was right, my mind slowly going insane. The child cries for you, and has left the woman scarred. Each struggles with the other, their lives forever marred. Shall we dance my torment? Face to face once more. The child cries in fear, the woman watches you close the door. --------Ahnemesis---
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Post by Shura on Oct 23, 2003 15:32:22 GMT -5
A couple of the lines do not quite ring true to the ear, but I think it's pretty good...
I like the use of contrasting imagery.
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Post by CharleHu$$tle on Oct 23, 2003 15:32:49 GMT -5
Dark But still good.
Did RoseEmber ever let you know what her professer thought of your work
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Post by Ahnemesis on Oct 23, 2003 15:53:02 GMT -5
Yeah C$, I'm a published poet now. Three times. But, not by these two. I never submitted them.
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Post by CharleHu$$tle on Oct 23, 2003 16:08:41 GMT -5
Now being Published and making some money are two different things. Did you get anything except for the love and admiration of fellow Poets for it?
Either way congrats that's a huge accomplishment
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Post by Ahnemesis on Oct 23, 2003 16:10:32 GMT -5
Thanks C$. Means alot. I've been a starving artist all my life...now...I'm a starving poet! ;D
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Post by CharleHu$$tle on Oct 23, 2003 16:15:49 GMT -5
Starving huh?
Why go kill a Neighboor Hood cat or dog and BBQ!
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Post by Ahnemesis on Oct 23, 2003 16:20:40 GMT -5
There's plenty of those around this neighborhood! Thank you Shura for stopping by.
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Post by CharleHu$$tle on Oct 23, 2003 16:58:38 GMT -5
LOL you wrong for even thinking of eating Spike or mr. Kittens
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Post by Cora Goldstar on Oct 23, 2003 17:44:56 GMT -5
those are pretty good!!!
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Post by Ahnemesis on Oct 24, 2003 9:49:30 GMT -5
Thank you Cora. C$, Spike and Mr. Kittens are safe from me...unless they're between me and starvation!
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Post by Ahnemesis on Oct 24, 2003 9:53:20 GMT -5
-Through a Child-
Ever watch a frog, through the eyes of a child? The frog leeps and croaks, the childs laugh is wild! Ever watch a child, when they see the rainbows beams? Magic seems to take on life, or, at least, so it seems. Ever see the wonder, as lightening streaks by? The childs eyes are filled with awe, as the devil lights the sky. Ever hear the song, that the angles sadly sing? As the childs about to fly, someone cruely clips their wings. Ever hear the sound, as a child cries at night? No one there to hold them close, they seem to fade from sight. Ever been afraid, to open that childs door? For in by your doing so, the childs eyes is yours. --------Ahnemesis---
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Post by CharleHu$$tle on Oct 24, 2003 12:09:36 GMT -5
Much Lighter then the other two. And PS... I always Like when a Frog Crokes
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Post by Ahnemesis on Oct 27, 2003 22:44:40 GMT -5
You would.~winks~
Hey! What happened to the emoticons?
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