Poetry Poetry

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BadGirl45 said:
In a time and place a long time ago I wrote poetry that no one read. With the unfolding of recent events I have revisited my past. So i wanted to share some of m yold work and hopefully in the future, some of my new.


The hunt


The steeds of the hunt for their riders wait

As they approach with silent gait

The riders number women four

Their horses at the ground they paw

With impatient snorts as their saddles they take

To be on with the hunt before the days break


With effortless leap the riders mount

Away they ride before moments can count

Out of the forest in effortless canter

Down toward the nighttime village banter

The horses heat through flesh they feel

Their weapons cold from the steel


From under the moonlit night they ride

Now that the daylight has gone to hide

Four horses with steaming breath

One coloured and one as pale as death

One of them black and the last a bay

Across darkened fields they make their way


With forceful gallop through the village they go

With blood chilling shrieks through the night they flow

The people of the village flee

Away from the hunters laughter of glee

Once every summer their need is just

To satisfy the curse of blood lust


With chains of steel they ensnare their prey

With whips of leather her flesh they flay

The bard is their chosen game

Forever branded by their flame

For their amusement she will play

Until her life ebbs and dies away


For a year they keep their chosen just

For them to use when ever they lust

With hunger and love they keep her alive

They need her blood for them to thrive

With blades of steel her flesh they cut

With tongues of flame the wounds heal shut


Until at last her strength gives out

And with her last breath they pout

For then it is time once more

Out of the forest they pour

Once again they must hunt

It is there hunger they need to blunt
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Badass! Honestly while reading this I was thinking like the 4 horsemen of the apocalypse but WOMEN!!! That was good though, powerful stuff. I like it.
 
BadGirl45 said:
The Day The World Died


The sun no longer shines

The children are lost the mother pines

Everywhere is lifeless cold and dark

The landscape barren bleak and stark

Torn and twisted from hate and greed

And from words that make the earth bleed

To late now to kneel and pray

All life has ebbed away

To late now to run and hide

For today the world died
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Sad, but very good. Again powerful. Thought provoking. Its a dark truth and I like it.
 
BadGirl45 said:
If I Were



If I were rich and had money to spare

If I were a wealthy multi-millionaire

You could have trinkets of gem-studded gold

Platinum rings with diamonds ice cold

Satin gowns from well-known designers

Eating small portions in the most expensive diners

Driving around in flash red cars

And quaffing Bollinger in exclusive bars

Side by side we would walk

Upon red carpets and with Celebes talk

In sprawling mansions we would live

And extravagant parties we would give



But rich and wealthy I am not

And millions to spare I haven’t got

So I give to you something more

Than the jewellery made from metal pure

And instead of the gems made from coal

I give to you my heart and soul

And for you I write my words of verse

Although they will not fill your purse

Not always can I guarantee

That over our heads a roof will be

So I will be a shelter at your side

So that from the storms you may hide
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This one best yes, not that others are bad by any means. As I was reading the first part I kept thinking ..." but all that fame and fortune don't matter" and u ended up finishing it off so perfectly so beautiful.
 
BadGirl45 said:
The tattered ghosts from the past
Haunt every room in my brain
My soul flees from shadows cast
By a half remembered pain.
My body I abused
for why I don't know
Maybe feelings confused
Of the scars that do not show.
Drugs, booze, bruises and cuts
Try to fill the empty hole
The void my pain puts
From my innocence stole.
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...all I can say is...whatever brought u to write this...to feel this hurt...this pain...im sorry. BUT...im glad your here. You seemingly over came...conquered those ghosts and here u are. Stand tall and pround for that. Im proud of u. (Hugs).
 
BadGirl45 said:
I have some much hurt inside and so many scars outside every day is a struggle to face.
I pull within myself, build walls to keep the dark in its place
but darkness ignores my walls and pain continues to grow
I try to look to myself for the smile that will not show

I know there are people out there
Ones that maybe care
But all I ever wanted was for someone to hold me tight
Tell me its okay, everything will be alright

TY for a place for me to hide behind my words.
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It's ok...EVERYTHING WILL BE ALIGHT!
 
Silver-Smile said:
...all I can say is...whatever brought u to write this...to feel this hurt...this pain...im sorry. BUT...im glad your here. You seemingly over came...conquered those ghosts and here u are. Stand tall and pround for that. Im proud of u. (Hugs).
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This i wrote last week. one day i will explain the meaning of the words. the ghosts are still there, lets say i am a work in progress.
 
Silver-Smile said:
It's ok...EVERYTHING WILL BE ALIGHT!
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Yeah lol... written the other day feeling especially lonely. Another failed hook up and i was ready to take a break. Only stayed because a friend really needed a shoulder. Then i opened up a little to a few people and found there were more people that cared then i realised. And actually understood.
 
The lock clicks my breath snatched away.
The collar I wear my mark of standing.
She controls me now, holds my strength at bay.
I am no longer apart, no longer alone,
Just an extension of her will.
I crave this feeling of being owned.
Of not having to decide.
I am safe this way, unable to hurt anymore.
 
She caught my eye within the room.
A chanced comment of passing boon.
Mixed feelings cloud my mind,
Of judgmental passing kind.
She caught my attention as we passed by
A soft word, a muted hi.
Unsure if to trust
Remembered pain clenched my bust.
She caught my mind with one word.
A hinted promise of healing heard.
Sleepless night and sleepless day,
Chased yesterday's pains away
She caught my heart with playful tease.
Fed the beast I need to please.
Forward looking I hope will last
For she soothed my pain of the past.
 
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