Moontyde's Poetry

Sam it's not all that out of your control.

it is for now i need help from outside.

*is still very confuzzled* What are you being exiled from?

social life but not any more i fixed everything.heheheheh i feel so light now.

All is well once more. As to the "Exile" bit, it's a long story that I'd rather not share here...

right. weel i have to give it back i cant accept the neckless it too much that and my mother asked about it and i cant lie anymore. sooo yeah whats up?
p.s my brother knows and he doesnt like you just about as much as he hates harley.

Nothing much.

heh me either. i got soo bored so i thought you would be on.

Actually, it's kinda lucky I'm on right now... None of the places I normally go to for wifi have open power outlets, so I had to run to the Library in a nearby town. Thing is, they have a strict time limit on the computer usage. I've only got 46 minutes left...

im sorry.

These eyes have once seen,
This voice had once sung,
These feet once danced,
And these wings have once flone.
But when you see me i freeze.
Like you calm my spirit and my mind.

......good..

its not really a happy one. and its not that good cause i just came up with it.

Arrows fall from the sky like black rain upon me.
The sound of hoves following me like thunder.
Swords strike sparkes like shining stars.
Fire ablaze like falling stars.
Blood flowing like rivers of mudd.
Thousands of hearts beating within the tens of thousands of solduiers on the battle field.
Thousands of swords lay upon thousands of graves.
Vines swinging to and fro like snakes in the trees.
The tree dwellers fly umong the vines like rays of moonlight in the leaves of the forest.
A great king lay wounded like a fallen angel.
Courage never fails.
What are these wars if they never end?
Peace is what is the true prize.
Tears do not fall for the ones who have fallen.
They must be avenged.
Thousands of bodies lay slayn.
A duel for honor between two men.
As two boys fight with wooden swords.
Tonight we treat our wounds and bury our dead.
Tomarrow we march int crisp winds to our destiny.
A king burned to ash.
Smoke lifting into the sky like a spirit passing to the kingdom of heaven.
Black clouds fill the sky like plague.
Rain falling like tears of sorrow for all whom are about to fall.
Flames burning like courage and swords drawn like ready spirits.
Swords fall cross one another like good and evil.
All elements bound to eachother in a time of war.
Lightning flashes like the light in your eyes.
Chains loosen and break like those binds at which hold us to this earth.
From above you see torch fires like thousands of lost souls.
Night swallowing the battle like a tornado.
Two boys play duel, one falls the other crys.
Candles burn with wavering light while the light wavers the heat rises.
A mage dies another is born.
A child dies another is made.
A flame burns out while smoke still rises.
Two men fight, one bleeds the other dies.
Books scattered, souls bound.
Hearts broke as hearts mend.
Soldiers die as soldiers pledge.
This a story of a never ending war with others as well as ones self.

my heart falling to peices like shards of a broken mirror.
My mind spinning like a tornado.
My hands shake like an earthquake.
while life still moving around me as if nothing ever happened.
i am in this room so full of people,
but i have never felt this alone.

( this a past peice, i couldnt decide whether or not to put it up.)

these arent sooo happy either but if you want i need some ideas for more.

I like 'em, happy or not.

tahnx. i feel alot better.do you have any ideas?

i like em, too.

and as for ideas, just look around you. use your feelings and things happening around you to make up more poems/stories.

oh thanx i see alot of freaky things and right now i would probably write about suicide . im alittle sad. understatement!!!!!!!

i was once saved.
then i was thrown back int the deafening and horribly terrifying storm of my mind.
i was once saved by the one i hurt the most but once i hurt him again it turned for the worst.
if ever i could tell him it would come as not and appology but a serine submition. it would not be with words or mind,
not note or song.
he and only he could understand my mind,heart,and soul.
only he can hear the song at which my heart and soul sing.
so i only wish that i could know he could hear it still and can show that not only he can be hurt by mine own actions.
i leave you with this and i shall soon tell all to the one whom i write this.

These eyes have once seen,
and through these eyes I am blind to all that is around me.
This sight that has been given to me has only been a burden and a pain.
For what I see cannot be true.
Those eyes which you have you can see only what you think you can.
For not all scars heal, not all wounds heal, sometimes you cant always see the pain someone feels.
I have been given new eyes and I can see you and all that is true.

I will do anything for you.
If you say take your hand, i will take it.
If you say follow, i will follow every step.
If you say speak i will say every word.
If you say move, i will move with speed.
If you say breath, i will.
If you say stop, i will not hesitate.
I will follow and listen unquestioningly.

( this i write and sing as well. so do not ask where it came from.plz)

wow luna that's ummm.... well I don't know..

whats that supposed to mean?