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lol randomly odd poem thing I wrote; very random
Topic Started: Jan 9 2007, 05:30 PM (64 Views)
TwoTailedWanderer
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Seeker of nostalgic bliss

She gives a nervous look,
and backs away
I'm a fool,
and I move forward
Curiosity consumes me,
and I have to know,
I have to know what's wrong
I try to calm her,
but my words don't work
She steps back again,
and I forward.
Finally,
through fear,
she swings at me
The suddeness throws me off
I stumble backwards
Confused
dazed
things come back together,
and she is gone
I yell to the sky
"I'm sorry!"
I know though,
she didn't hear
She is still afraid,
and then I realize,
I'm her fear,
I've always been her fear,
and now I've broken the dream,
I've brought to her the nightmare
Again i yell,
but it's too late,
I've taken her dream away,
and left her in her fears
I've killed her mind,
and let the nightmares end
she'll never be herself again,
and I now realize,
it's all my fault
Close you eyes, take a deep breath, and the ask yourself on simple question, "Is where I am where I should be?"

I pick myself up from the fall to be knocked back down, though I know one day when I get back up there will be nothing left to knock me down. The question is simply this, "Will there be anything left of me?"

Leave me the reins and I'll steer myself to infinty, I've sold my soul to darker side of divinty. I've prayed with the wicked and danced with the damned, but in the end it's all in your hand. Tell me how you lead the lamb astray, searching for somethign in the shadow of the day. I sang, I danced, and laughed, and played. Broken and beaten as my spirit would fade. take my gun, take my knife, but please if you could only just spare me my life? I wasted my time and mispronounced the line, you sold away my soul on the edge of a dime. <-------( random ryhming I just made up of the top of my head. )

Father touched you with the hand of god. He's gripping tighter saying, "You will burn in hell they say, you will burn in hell!"
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Castiel
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Cas is best angel.

Heh,nice 8D randomosity and boredom can create great things.
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TwoTailedWanderer
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Seeker of nostalgic bliss

yup I'm usually in a bored or random mood when I write, except that one time. I was extreamly depressed then and wrote like four or five poems..

Close you eyes, take a deep breath, and the ask yourself on simple question, "Is where I am where I should be?"

I pick myself up from the fall to be knocked back down, though I know one day when I get back up there will be nothing left to knock me down. The question is simply this, "Will there be anything left of me?"

Leave me the reins and I'll steer myself to infinty, I've sold my soul to darker side of divinty. I've prayed with the wicked and danced with the damned, but in the end it's all in your hand. Tell me how you lead the lamb astray, searching for somethign in the shadow of the day. I sang, I danced, and laughed, and played. Broken and beaten as my spirit would fade. take my gun, take my knife, but please if you could only just spare me my life? I wasted my time and mispronounced the line, you sold away my soul on the edge of a dime. <-------( random ryhming I just made up of the top of my head. )

Father touched you with the hand of god. He's gripping tighter saying, "You will burn in hell they say, you will burn in hell!"
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Tails is a Legend
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"Kah-Bewm!"

I seem to only write well when Im listening to depressing songs or just in a sad mood for some reason. Guess it just opens your eyes a bit more...

I like what you did though.
My old signature was seriously cringe-worthy.
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TwoTailedWanderer
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Seeker of nostalgic bliss

yeah most my stuff has a depressed them, but ya know..

anyways right now I'm co-writting a poem wit my best pal!

^_^
Close you eyes, take a deep breath, and the ask yourself on simple question, "Is where I am where I should be?"

I pick myself up from the fall to be knocked back down, though I know one day when I get back up there will be nothing left to knock me down. The question is simply this, "Will there be anything left of me?"

Leave me the reins and I'll steer myself to infinty, I've sold my soul to darker side of divinty. I've prayed with the wicked and danced with the damned, but in the end it's all in your hand. Tell me how you lead the lamb astray, searching for somethign in the shadow of the day. I sang, I danced, and laughed, and played. Broken and beaten as my spirit would fade. take my gun, take my knife, but please if you could only just spare me my life? I wasted my time and mispronounced the line, you sold away my soul on the edge of a dime. <-------( random ryhming I just made up of the top of my head. )

Father touched you with the hand of god. He's gripping tighter saying, "You will burn in hell they say, you will burn in hell!"
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Shianne-Kitty
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Howling in the shadows...

Very nice.And very random,but was a really good poem.Yes,creativity comes from ones emotions and moods as I put it.Good job.I give it a 10/10.
Mornin', sunshine!












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TwoTailedWanderer
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thanks, glad you like it! Well me and me pal finished the poem, but I don't think it turned out so well as we kinda rushed at the end..

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Close you eyes, take a deep breath, and the ask yourself on simple question, "Is where I am where I should be?"

I pick myself up from the fall to be knocked back down, though I know one day when I get back up there will be nothing left to knock me down. The question is simply this, "Will there be anything left of me?"

Leave me the reins and I'll steer myself to infinty, I've sold my soul to darker side of divinty. I've prayed with the wicked and danced with the damned, but in the end it's all in your hand. Tell me how you lead the lamb astray, searching for somethign in the shadow of the day. I sang, I danced, and laughed, and played. Broken and beaten as my spirit would fade. take my gun, take my knife, but please if you could only just spare me my life? I wasted my time and mispronounced the line, you sold away my soul on the edge of a dime. <-------( random ryhming I just made up of the top of my head. )

Father touched you with the hand of god. He's gripping tighter saying, "You will burn in hell they say, you will burn in hell!"
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