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[Richmond]

[17:16] [Syndusias] i'll write your book <--- You made the statement, Syn. Now, you had better make good on it, and write said book!

(Also, I expect it to be about 300-350 pages long. Advice: Type it in MS Word, then attach said Word Document to a post, with a description of the prolouge. I'm expecting a good read! )

[Amdusias]

-Broken-
Picking up the pieces
of broken people on the floor
People who have lost themselves
Or don't think they're worthy any more.
People with burning secrets
People protecting lies
People who can't face themselves
Or their relationship ties

Scattered, shattered fragments
The ruins of lost Souls
Of the people who walk around
With gaping emotional holes

Trying to fix these people
If only I knew
That trying to fix the people
Could make me broken too

[Kamiko]

I have none of my newer poetry with me. So we'll just have to make do.

Little Brother

Laughter makes the ears of my brother bleed
Clutches at glass shards falling from his eyes
Beautiful boy, scarred by fear
Ties himself to wooden beams
My little brother dies

...I really don't know about this one.

[Amdusias]

The man in the mirror looks back at me,
he looks twenty two,
I look thirty three.
The man in the mirror can't be me,
he's got things to do,
but my day is free.
The man in the mirror has love to share,
people to admire,
but i don't care.
The man in the mirror is full of flair,
a dream to aspire,
I have only despair.
The man in the mirror is there every day,
reflecting the changes,
to my own minds dismay.
The man in the mirror will not go away,
our image exchanges,
but here i still stay.

[Amdusias]

Here the writer stumbled
Seeking fortune through his words
Hoping his message finds the masses
And his magic can be heard.

See the words the writer left
Upon the pages of the past.
Retracing scars given over
As he’s walked a broken path.
Fighting desperately to forgive
The fame he sought throughout his days,
But overcoming his inner darkness
Got in the writer’s way.
As his struggle kept him wanting
His message got twisted into dreaming
And when he woke fallen and feeble
His words had lost all meaning.

Feel the magic the writer left
Within the words upon the pages
Releasing it’s subtle impact
Upon the reader in short stages.
Touching places he could not
In the minds and hearts of those
Who felt the power in his words
Before the ink from his pen froze.
Imposing the struggle he was losing
Into the eye of what he spoke
And within the grip of madness
His power bent and broke!

Here the writer stumbled
Seeking fortune through his words
Hoping his message finds the masses
And his magic can be heard.

See the writer overtaken
As the pages scatter on the wind
The scars he tried to leave behind
Followed and soon caught up with him.
Fighting desperately to forgive
The message that quickly came undone
The magic that he misinterpreted
And the man he has become.
And as his struggle ends in teardrops
Shed for the message he was screaming
Facing himself fallen and feeble
And everything he wrote lost meaning!

Here, the writer stumbled
Seeking fortune through his words
Dismissed by the masses
Before his magic could be heard!

[Kanshisha]

ok... i think i gots one..

when the world ends who shall we go to?
when we need love where do we go?
time goes by each day as if it is slow...
let us show this world what we can do
We can do so much things but we bother not to be...
all we need to do in our lives is to look forward and see...


I'm new at this !

-|=POETRY NEWB=|-

[Momiji]

Amdusias, you are certainly an excellent poet! The Seven-Headed Devil one was by far my favorite. Actually, I liked all of them! Wonderful. Absolutely wonderful.