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| Enemy | Feb 19 2008, 08:37 PM Post #41 |
Me, The Enemy
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sorry for double posting. Me. The Enemy: Yet again I'm the enemy, only to see everyone else be the hero I can't be. Someone said to be a hero is as easy to see, and to see means to break free. Yet again I find my enemy, he lives in me like a Hollow which is more worse then a Nobody. Yet again he takes over when I'm in pain or close to what I call death or lifeless, he takes over the way I see and the way I think leaving me in blindness. Yet again I find that I'm my own enemy, hate, rage, selfness, greed, and darkness hides the hero me. Yet again my enemy in me takes over by putting on a white mask with red streaks to mislead others on who I am, wearing white is suppose to be a sign of pure and the red streaks as purifying blood of the only righteous man, Jesus. Yet again I find my own enemy fooling my friends and family on were I stand in my life with Christ, my enemy twist and turns the minds of loved ones to think I'm well but in fact I'm losing sight. Yet again I battle my enemy with rage and anger that only affects my whole body and changes me, fighting my enemy with such attacks only powers him and changes the way I want to be. Yet again I lose to my enemy and give a strong part of me to him, he reacts to this by taring down everything I stand for while placing false evil thoughts and committing evil actions called sin. Yet again I fight my enemy to over through him with all my strength and with every technique I know, but he weakens me to the point were I just give in being that he knows everything I know, and so. Yet again I find my enemy stronger each time I face him and see what great power he welds before me, as he starts grow stronger and seems to easily defeat me. Yet again we fight for the death but each time I near death i flee and give into his ways, we fight continuously and everyday. Yet again I go through the same situations with the same hardships and pain, this leaves me dry and so weary that I'm in need of rain. And then..And then I saw a light that shined passed the fake white mask and the blinds over my eyes, it was then that I knew and realized. And then my enemy screamed in horror at this light, it started to burn off the color of the mask and turned black instead of white. And then I it came over me like a rush of blood red fire burning me from within, it hurt for some while but it clearnesses me of ever last sin. And then a mighty gush of water so pure it shined a holy white color upon it of my wounds with no pain, I came to know this as healing rain. And then a might spiritual energy followed into my soul and powered it with such strength and might, that when fear stepped to me it ran in fright. And then a mighty surge of energy over took my body and shined into the my world filled with night, it shine so great that it engulfed the darkness and erased it into light. And then my old beat up wounded weak lazy worthless body raised to its feet and burst with energy into a new design, it was like I became brand new but with more energy, redesigned. And then I felt a touch from the one true ultimate, wonderful, powerful, almighty God healing me, He said that I shall no longer fear my enemy And then his son Jesus Christ came upon me and fused our bodies as one, he spoke into me saying "There is no need to run or fear. this battle is already won." And then He spoke through me to my enemy with force and might, "I am the way the truth and the light." And then my enemy shook in fear with a evil grin, trying to pretend he can force me into another sin. And then my eyes glowed light blue with a hint of gold in the center of my eyes, we spoke as one "there will be no more pain, guilt, hate, rage, fear, or lies." And then we looked at my enemy with fearless strength and might, we dashes forward sword drawn and ended that displeasing sight. And then my enemy feel to his knees while shouting in pain as a gash of light ate at him, my enemy is weak with out his sin to fight for him. And then my enemy exploded while releasing a white light at our feet, I did not fight or survive, or accepted defeat. I won with the power of Christ. And now...And now I fight my new enemies every day, but I win with my new design every day, and win with Christ in my life. My new design, my new name...is Phenomenon. His phenomenon gives me strength and courage to win every battle. |
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| Tux Coyote | Feb 19 2008, 08:40 PM Post #42 |
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Phenomenon....cool. I like the entries there, mang. |
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| Tux Coyote | Mar 9 2008, 11:08 AM Post #43 |
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I apologize for the long break I took, Senior Year's been killing me now. Thank god that the year's almost done, woot ^^. Anyway, here's a new poem for you guys and gals. Something that kept me sane for some time, at the expense of my own sorrow. Enjoy. Serenade Once Remained a Fragment of my Loved one, locked away In the organ people call The Heart. Said to hold true Pain during Reality’s harsh radiation, yet Despite the suffering, I always see you. Wherever I walk, whenever I dream, nothing could Ever replace the love you once gave to me. I cry, and I feel your arms around my soul. I walk, and I sense your essence of beauty accompanying me. I dream, and I see you, in person, counting the very seconds Time offered to me. A dream I refuse to wake from, But alas, the Limit has been reached. I awake in My own guilt, knowing that I should have held Onto you throughout the years and I am To blame for playing The Child in An Adults’ World. The memories we Once held, now just another Tear on the body; Your face, personality, Lucid appearance, Gone. |
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| Tux Coyote | Apr 4 2008, 06:44 PM Post #44 |
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*taps* My god, ish dead. Last chance for CPR, eh. XD. This is more of a prose than a poem, so enjoys. Dream: Envy I had a dream… Black is all I see. I open my eyes, yet they disobey and remain shut. Forward I walk, touching the roads that I traverse through. When my eyes decide to lift, all ahead is in a faint black and white. Sometimes I only see the outline and nothing more. I envy those with technicolor vision, seven colors, yet different variations. They see beauty despite problems that sprout from nowhere. We both are happy with what we have, but we both crave for more. As I walked, I bumped into a stranger and fell to the ground. The stranger helped me to my feet asking: “You were looking at me. Why didn’t you move?” “You were in front of me? My apologies,” I replied, heading in the opposite direction, my left hand touching the brick walls. “Are you blind?” the stranger asked; in fatigue, I nodded. “What’s it like, being blind?” I simply turned around and told the stranger everything about it. |
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Apr 12 2008, 07:03 PM Post #45 |
Banned
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I don't get it? |
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| Talancir | Apr 16 2008, 01:00 AM Post #46 |
For the Glory of Amaga.
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original post: http://talancir.deviantart.com/art/Litany-...Knight-62835376 Litany of the Fallen Knight O wayward soul, The agony of lost lives and dreams are yours to cherish. No longer will you carry the banner of your Lord, No one to trust, nowhere to turn. Thine armor are now rusted and faded, Thine arms can no longer raise the shield. Despair and torment your only comfort, Plea in vain for the earlier days. No hope for you, young knight, for you see; You fell before you started to climb. |
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| Tux Coyote | Apr 23 2008, 05:15 PM Post #47 |
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SHWAA, FOO'
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Hmm, I sense the feeling you wrote here. I'm not very sure you intended for it to happen (when I read your original posting), but I'll keep quiet so not to spoil anything, XP. This new prose by me is more of a tribute to the olden cartoons and stuff, what I consider anyway, XD. Hope ya enjoy. My Life As A Cartoon Character (There’re times when, being Human becomes a bore Reality; just want something more One thought does cross the mind though… …What if life were a big cartoon?) Physics do not apply to this place Disgrace does not seep into the mind Kind thoughts replaced with sheer insanity Calamity, your friend to the end Wide gaps pose no threat for my jumping powers My speed dominates when scaling ze towers From town to space, talking buildings and the moon Life would be hectic as a character in a cartoon (Took some money off the filthy streets A few good bills lying here and there They sprouted legs and arms, then took off Hunted them down, cause dammits I loves mah money!) Why call a cab, when useful to use a cannon Skin’s lookin’ pale, could sure use the tannin’ Clouds high, you feel proud, mighty, maybe tall Only part to be concerned about is the crashing fall Best get up now, smiles be flashin’ …Wait, never expected there’d be lashin’ Involved in this strange world, become the orbiter In this cartoon as a loony character (Snatched the bills and stuffed them in my pockets Walked to the streets and saw accidents form Cars crashing and people hollerin’ at one another another With steam and thunderclouds above their heads.) Scarcity is a thing of the past Pull out a huge mallet, put someone in a cast Bottomless pockets is what it’s all about Live to play, holler, scream and shout Bit afraid of those long drops But more soothed by the grinning mops Here, I don’t need to pretend …Hold on, is this already towards the end? (Home is not far from here Instead of walking, I’ll take the Black Hole Express I did get lost along the way Hmm, shouldn’t have made that left turn…) It is here, the end is now Gimme a quick second to take this bow Hope you enjoyed the presentation But don’t go startin’ a revelation “Goodbye”: a word I wish not to be said …Ahh, whaddya know? I found my bed The day is done as the entertaining martyr For this is my life as a cartoon character. (Flinging myself to the bed, my safe haven Rejuvenation is what I’ve been cravin’ For sure, tomorrow, I’ll see you again …That’s all, folks.) |
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| lilsonic | Apr 23 2008, 05:27 PM Post #48 |
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Nice man. sounds like the rp I'm starting kinda. its about you switching places with your character, and your character switching places with you. your burden is no theirs, and theirs, is now yours. but one thing you can always be sure of in a cartoon, heroes always win. and villains, they always return |
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| Tux Coyote | Apr 23 2008, 07:23 PM Post #49 |
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Now THAT sounds incredibly interesting to join thar, XD. |
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| Maximus | Apr 23 2008, 09:03 PM Post #50 |
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I am surprised this is still "alive" as some would say. I require inspiration. Would any of my fellow poets bring forth an idea, subject, or topic of any kind, so that I may deliver my "warm up" poem before I deliver my true and finial works. |
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| Tux Coyote | Apr 23 2008, 11:07 PM Post #51 |
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SHWAA, FOO'
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Heh, I'm mainly more of the Mystic and Imaginative type of poets. I really just write a lot of Happy instead of Sad, cause I see too many Sad poems and stuffs (Not that there's anything wrong with it, it's just too dang repetitive in my opinion). If you prefer set thoughts, why not try something that has to do with, objecting facts? Another option to the standard two-set options? Or try to interpret what is really behind "evil/nice" people? ...Guess the rest might come up, if any other poet, or a person with a good idea, shows up. *shrugs* |
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| Tux Coyote | May 3 2008, 09:19 AM Post #52 |
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SHWAA, FOO'
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Hello again, ladies and gentlemen. I am back with a new prose, which I'm happy to have written. I wanted this prose to have that "Lose Yourself" element, to make the reader feel one with nature. If there is anything wrong with it, do not hesitate to tell me. I will fix it, or any other proses/stories I will compose in the near future. Italic will be the rhyming stanzas. Times Bold will be the freestyle sections. Best when listening to this. And now, for my latest addition, I hope you all will enjoy. On Air Mystify Hidden eye Beautify That is time Innermost Gracious host Do not toast To the ghost I am lost; my way, now hazy Feels like I’m touching no ground at all Testify To the rhyme Of the beat You will meet Lose yourself Now be deaf Gain freedom Crave? Have some The view; now is clear Able to traverse through the bottomless floor Taste the soul In this bowl From grandeur They offer From the cloud Here and now Today bear Bliss, on air The body; amazing how weightless it is The mind; never had I ever felt so refreshed Twist the sky Fuse the rye I’ve been told Not to mold Record; cam Unleash; bam Snag the hare Here on air The clouds; smooth and gentle The sky; a radiant ocean’s counterpart Begone, hate Path is straight To carry Rosemary I am here No more, sear Weightless; soar To sky; more Sol y Luna welcome my arrival Nearly feels like I’ve been walking on air. |
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| DragonFlame | May 3 2008, 04:14 PM Post #53 |
Beware of my Treasure
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O well i am kinda far away to get the meaning with this. Uuum, turns around reading once more. Good poem, i just didn't feel anything. 
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| Sonikku-Otaku | Sep 19 2008, 12:39 PM Post #54 |
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Nice poetry dude (or dudette.) Uhm, you said anyone may post what they want as long as it's a story or poetry, right? |
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| lilsonic | Nov 1 2008, 05:29 PM Post #55 |
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Wow this thing is dusty...*cough* okay! I'll post something I guess. Mind you, I'm just making this up right now. while listing to a song of course. Wounded, Yet Healed In my eyes I am broken In my eyes I am dieing In my eyes I'm frozen In my eyes I can't stop crying In my eyes I feel so hurt In my eyes I see the worse In my eyes I'm a unclean shirt In my eyes I'm a walking curse In my eyes I can't see In my eyes I can't believe In my eyes I'm not free In my eyes I am deceived In my eyes my world is dark In my eyes my life is empty In my eyes my life is dark In my eyes my world is empty In my eyes I can't reach them In my eyes I can't teach them In my eyes I can't love them In my eyes I can't help them In my eyes I want to help them In my eyes I want to love them In my eyes I am weak In my eyes its you who I can't seek In my eyes I am scared In my eyes I can't bare In my eyes I'm nothing In my eyes I want to be something... In my eyes, I can't see. see what you see... In your eyes I was never broken In your eyes I am alive In your eyes I was never frozen In your eyes Its joy I cry In your eyes I am healed In your eyes you see the best In your eyes no stains are sealed In your eyes I'm not less In your eyes I can see In your eyes I can believe In your eyes I am free In your eyes I'm not deceived In your eyes my world is bright In your eyes my life is full In your eyes my life is bright In your eyes my world is full In your eyes I can reach them In your eyes I can teach them In your eyes I can love them In your eyes I can help them In your eyes I want to help them In your eyes I want to love them In your eyes I am not weak but strong In your eyes I can seek you and press on In your eyes I'm not afraid In your eyes I don't need first aid In your eyes I'm more then nothing In your eyes I am something... In your eyes, I can see. see what you see... Lord, give your eyes. |
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| Sonikku-Otaku | Nov 3 2008, 08:43 AM Post #56 |
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*claps hands* Bravo, lilsonic! |
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| lilsonic | Nov 11 2008, 02:27 PM Post #57 |
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Thanks! here be another one. I got inspired by the movie Butterfly Effect. The movie and this poem made me think a lot about my life and what I've done, as well as who I've become. Its more like song really. Butterfly Effect If I had the butterfly effect, I’d change it Every sin, big or min, I’d change it If I had the butterfly effect, I’d be purer Every deep dark secret, they’d be fewer If I had the butterfly effect, I’d say it Every time, every hour, you name it If I had the butterfly effect, I’d be clearer Every flaw, you know my God, I’d be nearer. So be my healer. And butterfly effect me I been going through this life, not even living it right. Causing all sorts of troubles, making my worst’s double. Falling as I stumble, with my self, I start to rumble. Hating every inch of me, God, if only ya’ll could see. The deepest darkest part of me. Why should I be worthy, to praise, your holy name. Why should I be worthy, when dam, just sounds the same. How can I live, when life is being ripped from me. Why should I live, when my life is nothing of me. If I had the butterfly effect, I’d change it Every sin, big or min, I’d change it If I had the butterfly effect, I’d be purer Every deep dark secret, they’d be fewer If I had the butterfly effect, I’d say it Every time, every hour, you name it If I had the butterfly effect, I’d be clearer Every flaw, you know my God, I’d be nearer. So be my healer. And butterfly effect me I speak out the truth, but I tell more lies. When I shouldn’t run and hide, I do, then next I die. To the things of this world, which encases my heart. Can you please for give me, and give my life a jump start. I’m drowning in darkness, its the hardest, most scariest, weariest, feeling in my soul. I can’t seem to let go, it has a hold, and I want to be bold, and unfold, all my wrongs to turn into rights. Only then well I see the light. If I had the butterfly effect, I’d change it Every sin, big or min, I’d change it If I had the butterfly effect, I’d be purer Every deep dark secret, they’d be fewer If I had the butterfly effect, I’d say it Every time, every hour, you name it If I had the butterfly effect, I’d be clearer Every flaw, you know my God, I’d be nearer. So be my healer. And butterfly effect me With out your song I’m lost in the night, so show me your light. And rip away this evil within, which I come to know as sin. Take my life from the beginning, and erase all the strike outs from every inning. I’m not winning, but losing control, I’m losing my soul, I’m losing my goal. And so, I pray to be changed, to be erased, to be unchained, and not encased. Free to spread my wings, free to love and sing. Free to fly like a butterfly, and effect all those flowers. Free, because you preformed the butter effect, which has given me power. Since I had the butterfly effect, I changed it Every sin, big or min, I changed it Since I had the butterfly effect, I am purer Every deep dark secret, there is fewer Since I had the butterfly effect, I say it Every time, every hour, you name it Since I had the butterfly effect, I am clearer Not one flaw, you know my God, I am nearer. You are me healer. And you butterfly effect me. |
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| Metal X | Nov 16 2008, 12:42 AM Post #58 |
Knuckles
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Ho hum. A poem popped randomly into my head yesterday. Not sure what spurred its creation, but I managed to get it down on paper: I stand amidst the crowd, An empty shell of a man Yet I feel the utmost calm, Because my heart is in your hands Days turn to nights, And time carries on Yet every second I ask myself, Is this feeling wrong? Here I stand now, A weak man with one goal I have an absolute craving To be truly whole I looked for answers, Through the pages in every book Hopelessly I searched, Not knowing where to look At last I found the answer, I knew what my soul must do For myself to be complete again, I must be with you The truth is shown, Yet time has secrets to lend Come, we can be complete, Together until the end |
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i think sawnik is a pretty cool guy eh runs fast and doesn't afraid of anything Hmm... point point point point. | |
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