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Hey guys. I've been posting so much lately that I decided to make a thread for it. Just feeling creative I guess. I'll start by moving my old ones here. If any mods would be so kind as to delete my other threads in this section I'd greatly appreciate it.

When I stood next to you,
my stomache used to turn
and my tongue used to roll
and my heart used to flutter.
There was always something I wanted to say.
I always had the words prepared.
But when I opened my mouth to tell you,
it always seemed that no words could do my feelings justice.
And so it went.

On that day, I was still trying to say it.
Then I looked at you,
and I saw your beautiful face
and your beautiful smile.
I realized suddenly that you were going to kiss me.
I remember each instance.
It was as though I was in a movie,
and each frame lasted an eternity.
My head was spinning,
I didn't know how this was possible.
I felt like I was floating.
I was overcome with happiness.
When your lips finally touched mine,
I melted away.
I can't even begin to describe the euphoria,
the incredible peace I felt.

And now you're gone again.
And my heart is lonely again.
I still feel your lips on mine,
and I long to hold you.
But you're drifting away from me.
Like a ghost of a happy past.
I can see you there,
but you're so far away.

Come back to me.

Hate. Love.
Right. Wrong.
Good. Evil.
Weak. Strong.

Searching. Questing.
Feeling so lost.
Blindly stumbling.
Paying the cost.

What's the reason
for this madness?
Why this seeking
that brings sadness?

What should I be fighting for?
I just want to feel something more.

I've lost the thickness once within.
Replaced by the burden of sin.

God save me from these demons I fight.
Don't let me go gently into that good night.

My angel floats above me in the clouds.
I see the demons hurting her, and I long to help.
How I long to reach out and save her.
I long to sooth her and comfort her.
I long to destroy her demons.
But my angel doesn't want my help.
My angel doesn't want me there.
My angel doesn't want me to be her savior.
So I stand here in the darkness.
My heart is heavy and my head hangs low.
I'm doomed to watch her from the shadows.
I'll never know her touch.

Long nights.
Insomnia seductively calls.
Caffeine is the enemy.

I float up peacefully.
I drift to the sky.
The light of the heavens,
pours into my eye.

I go through the clouds,
up way up high.
My wings effortlessly pulling me.
Paradise is nigh.

I see pearly gates,
but as soon as I try,
to go through to heaven,
I can no longer fly.

I struggle and battle,
to stay in the sky.
But the fires of hell,
are what now fill my eye.

My wings become tattered,
and I fall from on high.
Gravity is too strong.
The dark realm is nigh.

I see the demons laughing,
as I pathetically try,
to flap my wings harder,
to once again fly.

I cry.
I cry.

I bear the burden,
for my troubled friend.
I carry on still.
I'm wearing a grin.

I know I will lose,
the fight in the end.
But still I go on,
Still giving a grin.

My legs are wobbling,
and my knees now bend.
My friend is serene,
on his face a grin.

That gives me more strength.
Strength with an end.
I'm never too weak,
to keep on this grin.

I have now collapsed.
No strength to extend.
The knife's on my wrist.
I still show a grin.

The old man lies on his death bed.
In his vision he sees the light.
It calls to him and beckons.
Its glow brings him peace.
He knows he's supposed to stay away, but wonders.
Why should he continue to struggle?
How does he know what's wrong and what's right?
Living means more pain.
Though his family is still there.
Is that enough?
He doesn't know.
Indecision is a decision.
He gravitates towards the light.
He's leaving this world behind now.
Leaving for paradise.
Why should he stay after all?
The tears of his family are far behind him now.

Trapped between morals.
What is right and what is wrong?
Should I live for fun or profit?
Or have I been right all along?

Is it right to seek happiness?
Is it right to help another?
Should I listen to my own voice,
or should I listen to my mother?

I could be a teacher.
I'd not have much money.
I could be a doctor.
I'd not taste life's honey.

I could be a bum.
I'd make noone proud.
I could be a coach.
I'd have to be awfully loud.

Which life is right for me?
I wonder if I'll ever know.
But I guess what's most important,
is ending in heaven and not below.

These are good. I like the long nights, made me laugh. Thanks

Okay, I just realized that I hadn't put subjects on any of these, so I just did. I hope it makes it easier to comment on this stuff. I'm hoping for compliments or critiques, so please reply. Be truthful, even if you think they suck. I won't get my feelings hurt.

Salted wounds and lonliness.
Lost love and hopelessness.

The one I long for is all alone.
Hurting crying into the phone.

I stand there watching her bastard ex,
cause her pain she won't let me fix.

I want to soothe her and kiss her lips.
I want my arms around her hips.

I want to take her pain away.
I want to bring light to her day.

But she hardly sees me standing there.
She doesn't even seem to care.

To her I'm a bother and a pain.
To her day I bring clouds and rain.

I try so hard to be her love.
To be her angel from above.

But I stand so lonely away so far.
Shrouded in darkness thick as tar.

She doesn't see me. She doesn't care,
how long I've been standing there.

I've tried and tried, my efforts wasted.
Bitter defeat has been tasted.

My unthanked efforts just bring more pain.
I don't think it's worth the strain.

I don't want to leave, but I know I must.
Though goodbye leaves my heart crushed.

I guess I'll settle for being friends.
I guess this is the end.

Goodbye my angel, I'll miss you so.
But now it's time for me to go.

Very Good Work! So sad... so touching....

Quote:

Originally posted by Eldaire
But I guess what's most important,
is ending in heaven and not below.

I like those lines!

And "Just Friends" is true for so many...

The sun is shining on my face.
I close my eyes and feel His grace.
In my spirit is His love laced.
He takes me to a better place.

I float up into the sky,
watching clouds floating by.
The beauty makes me want to cry.
I see the world in my eye.

A warm breeze blows.
My body gently follows.
I'm not sure where it goes.
I guess God only knows.

I land softly back on the ground.
Now I feel I've surely found,
what makes the world go round.
It's love and peace from The Crowned.

I take the step into the ring.
The sharp whistle pierces my ear.
Only one of us can be king.
But still there's not an ounce of fear.

His hand crashes on my head.
But I flow around.
I'm the water in the river bed.
And my opponent is on the ground.

Calm is the secret to my power.
His efforts only work against him.
I fall around him like a gentle shower.
And from my calm does victory stem.

The match is over, my hand is raised.
I still feel the peace washing over me.
My teammates shower me with praise.
My soul has been set free.

I sway gently with the breeze.
I have no wants or desires.
I am one with the earth.
I am the essence of content.

The sunlight lands upon my leaves.
My branches grow ever higher.
My trunk grows greater in its girth.
I am the essence of content.

Sun goes up and sun goes down.
Centuries have come and gone.
I've seen much and said not a word.
I am the essence of content.

You'll never see me with a frown.
Listening watching from dusk till dawn.
Offering home to squirrel and bird.
I am the essence of content.

An ancient strength flows through me.
I'm old but never weak.
Life is the greatest ease.
I am the essence of content.

I never move and yet I'm free.
My world unchanging but never bleak.
Here amongst my fellow trees.
I am the essence of content.

You may have noticed a slight change in pattern here. I was reading through my other stuff and it was way to sad. So I put shiney happy things. Hope it's to your liking!

Where is the hero's place,
once the evil has been slain?
What is there left for him,
when the world is good again?

Long forgotten by the people,
he risked his life to save.
His lonliness and his training,
are his life until his grave.

He no longer has his sense of purpose,
since the people have left him behind.
He can hear the darkness beckoning,
his vision fades as he grows blind.

"How could you let them do this to you"?
Asks a voice inside his head.
"You save them all and they abandon you"?
"To them you're already dead"!

The hero's will, once unshakable,
begins to weaken and to fade.
His cause and his purpose once great,
have his morals betrayed.

As the last ounce of light escaped from his heart,
he shed a little tear.
All that was light now becomes dark,
and his vision becomes clear.

Once an angel, now a demon.
His good heart now rotten with sin.
If only the people hadn't forgotten,
this great hero among men.

Heh, almost forgot that one.

Spoiler for My Book

So the four warriors gathered before the evil one. Matt, whose powers came from love and the desire to protect. Camilo, whose powers came from absolute rage and the desire to abolish evil. Ben, whose powers came from knowledge beyond comprehension. And Reed, whose powers came from nothing more than intense training and an iron will.

"Come at me then, mortals. It is time for me to slay you and break free from this prison once and for all."

"Right, I'm first then?" asked Reed, a cocky grin on his face.

"Go for it," said Matt. Ben and Camilo gave him a nod. Reed flew through the air with amazing velocity. Raw energy pulsated from his being. He threw a punch that had the force of a train, but it landed futilly on the dark one's chest. A puzzled look came over Reed's face right before the dark one threw a counter punch that sent him flying across the room. He landed crumpled and unconscious on the floor.

"This is nonsense. You actually thought that you could take me one at a time? Pathetic."

"No, actually. We didn't," Matt responded. "We just wanted to let Reed have his fun for a second so that he would stay back and not get seriously hurt in OUR fight. Don't get too cocky now. Our powers are much greater than his."

"Ah, how very noble of you to protect your friend. Alright then, lets begin the real battle."

Matt was instantly surrounded by a brilliant white aura causing his hair to glow a gentle blonde. Camilo brought up his dark aura, and his eyes instantly eminated a terrifying red light. Ben summoned his blue aura which spun around him with great brilliance and fluid motion.

"Go," said Matt.

Matt and Camilo flew towards the evil with ten times the velocity of Reed. Ben stayed back and simply extended one hand. Matt and Camilo's blows landed at the same time and the dark one was sent flying back. They moved to attack again, but the dark one moved with incredible speed away from that spot. It appeared as though he had vanished. When they caught sight of him again he was behind them. He held out his arms and flew forward with the same incredible speed bringing them through every solid object he could find. Then, Ben's time came. The two were suddenly back on the ground and a huge metal block was in front of the dark one. He wen't about 5 feet into it before he finally was able to stop. He came out rubbing his obviously bruised head.

"That was most irritating." he said in his terrible voice.

"You think that was irritating? Try this," said Camilo already rushing back at him.

"Wait! It's too soon!" cried Matt. But it was too late. Camilo threw a ki ball at him which was easily deflected back. Camilo dodged it, but was caught by the claws of the dark one slamming into his back. Camilo was thrown bloody to the floor. Ben began using a healing spell.

"Not today," rasped the dark one. He charged up an immense blast of evil energy to fire at Ben.

"NO!" called out Matt. The dark one fired and Matt flew with all his speed. He got between the blast and Ben, but without time to build a defense. He got the full force of it to his side and fell to the ground burnt, bruised, and half-dead.

"Worthless sacrafice," said the dark one as he launched another at Ben. It hit Ben with similar effects, but he had had the time he needed to finish his healing spell. Camilo looked around and saw what had happened. The aura around him grew more and more intense. The earth rumbled with his force.

"You bastard!!!"

He flew at him again. The dark one launched a ki blast, but Camilo bounced it easily away and socked him in the face. The dark one flew back, but Camilo caught back up before the dark one even had time to realize he was hit and landed a kick to the stomach that sent him to the floor.

As he got up, he chuckled.

"Do you really think your hatred can defeat me?"

"Just watch!!!"

Camilo charged up an immense blast and shot it at him, but the dark one dodged and was right next to Camilo. The next few seconds was a flurry of hundreds of kicks, punches, and blocks from both opponents. There was a faint rustling in the corner as Reed began to sit up, holding a hand to his head. Suddenly, Camilo was sent flying to the floor. The dark one then came down on him with a kick that sent him about 20 feet into the ground. Reed watched in horror.

"Hah! I am free at last! Victory shall be mine! The warrior of angels, the warrior of demons, and the warrior of dieties have all been defeated! And you, pathetic warrior of humans! You don't stand a chance! You will remain alive and watch as I wreak havoc upon your world!"

"No," said Reed. "I won't. He flew at the dark one but was met half way by a ki blast that didn't hurt him, but bound his arms to his sides and his legs together. He couldn't move. The dark one laughed maniacly and kicked Reed into the wall.

"All is lost," Reed thought. "All is lost and I can do nothing but watch in this pathetic state. Dear God, I'm so sorry. I didn't train hard enough. I'm just not strong enough."

Suddenly, Reed heard Matt's voice inside his head. "Nonsense! You've trained as hard as you possibly could have!"

Then, Ben. "That's right! Nobody on earth is more dedicated than you! Man! I wish I had HALF the willpower you have!"

Camilo. "Your efforts have been great and your strength is unquestionable. It is time for you to destroy this foul demon!"

Matt. "You have to protect all the people of earth!"

Ben. "You, the warrior of humans, know what you must do!"

Matt. "Now, we will each give you the last of our strength. You will win Reed! I believe in you! Now, take my power that loves all and must protect it from the dark one!"

Camilo. "And mine that is infuriated by this terrible evil."

Ben. "And mine that knows and understands what must be done!"

Their essences drifted from their bodies over to Reed's. The dark one turned around and noticed this.

"You think that is enough? HA! There's more strength left in him than the three of you! Go ahead and realize the futility of your actions."

As Matt's soul made contact with Reed, something strange happened. He felt a pleasant tingle in his back, followed by extreme pressure. A second later, a huge white wing burst from his left shoulder-blade breaking the bonds around his arms. After that came Camilo's. This was an extremely painful burning in Reeds back that sent him to his knees. A huge black wing shot from his right shoulder-blade. Then he felt Ben's essence and suddenly, reality seemed to swirl and dissolve. He saw the world through a new light and a huge blue battle aura surrounded him.

"What is this?" asked the dark one, shocked. "Their powers combined wasn't even 1% of what I'm sensing in you. How could this be. There's no way!"

"This is the power of those... pathetic ...humans. I understand now. I will protect them. My friends and my love. AND I WILL DESTROY YOU!"

He flew at the dark one with such force that it left a canyon below him and a huge hole in the roof above him. A singe punch sent the dark one flying out of the cave. He went about 100 feet in the air and fell back onto the grass, shocked and in extreme pain.

Reed floated about 30 feet in the air above the dark one, still laying and writhing in pain on the ground.

"Now! It is time for you to go from this place! For the people of the world. For all those whom I love and care about! For all those I have never even met. I will protect them! I will destroy you! DEFENDER!"

Reed launched Matt's most massive attack. As it flew towards the dark one, it was coated with Camilo's rage. Then the dark one began to fly away, and he focused Ben's mental energy to bend the blast and make it follow him. The dark one now had a head start though. It looked as though he would outrun the blast. It is difficult to maintain a beam of that size. But Reed's will was not fading. The beam soared on. After about 10 seconds, it caugt up and made contact, hard.

"How?" cried the dark one. Those were his last words.

Reed drifted, exhausted down to the ground. His wings dissolved into the air, as did his aura. He looked up, and saw a bright light illuminating the sky. In it, were his three friends.

"I told ya you could do it!" said Matt. Camilo was acting tough, as usual, looking away like he didn't care. But there was a slight grin visible on his face. Ben made no such attempt to hide his emotions. A huge smile went right from one ear to another on his face.

"Does this mean I finally get to go to paradise?"

"You've earned it man! But I think there might be something worth staying for in your case. Goodbye friend. Enjoy the rest of your life! Don't worry about us. Here, that's just a heartbeat away."

The light faded and was replaced by the blue cloudless sky. Reed spotted Lauren walking from across the field. When she got next to him, they exchanged no words. They simply looked deeply into one anothers eyes. That was all the communication they needed. They kissed a long passionate kiss.

I've been given a precious jewel,
the rarest you've ever seen,
the most beatiful in the world.
It's condition is pristine.

I glows a most brilliant glow.
It's color is divine.
I'll treasure it forever,
or so long as it's mine.

I look to the heavens.
I look to the darkness.
I look to the world.
I look to myself.

I can find no peace,
no motivation.
I don't know the right path.
My eyes see nothing.

Blind as a bat,
I stumble along.
I call out for help.
I'm just so weak.

I don't know what's right.
I don't know what's wrong.
I don't know if I care.
I'm blind.

great stuff Eldaire, see you in battle

My feet are marching,
Rhythmically pumping
Toward a goal.
The drums are thumping.

It's not what I want.
It's not what I seek.
Even if I make it.
It seems so bleak.

I see turns on the path,
But they remain untaken.
I call out for help,
But I remain forsaken.

I want to be free.
March to my own beat.
I long to control,
The steps of my feet.

I lunge toward a new path,
but the whip cracks.
Pain always pulses
from by back.

I march on still
no motivation.
Now I see turns,
without hesitation.

I'm losing my hope,
and my motivation.
My mind's going numb.
I pray for salvation.

WHY CAN'T I BREAK THE RHYTHM?!

I sit quietly,
close my eyes,
looking for
something inside.

I focus on taste,
the easiest sense.
Theres not much to it,
it's not very intense.

I move on to smell,
much more enthralling.
I pick out all scents,
both good and appalling.

Next up is feel.
My clothes and my hair,
move gently on my skin,
and my mind's everywhere.

Now on to hearing,
I hear far away.
Children are laughing,
as they play.

Sight is the hardest.
I focus my best.
I start at one point,
and soon have the rest.

Now that I'm aware,
of my first five,
I can look for,
the sense that's alive.

I can feel hear see.
taste smell life.
I can sense souls,
their pleasure and strife.

I can feel their pain,
I can feel their joy,
I can feel the feelings,
of girl and of boy.

I can't keep it up,
my mind begins to wander,
but at least now,
you have something to ponder.

Serenity, peace.
Air washes over me.
I'm floating, flying.
I'm drifting, free.

Swaying, so gently,
I float in the breeze.
I'm cruising, snoozing,
I'm hovering, so free.

Dreams seem like reality.
Reality is so unreal.
I'm lost, but still searching.
What is this I feel?

I seek what isn't there,
and I spit on what I've got.
The grass is always greener,
on the side that you're not.

I promise that I'll go.
You can't keep me caged.
These bars torture me so.
I can't contain my rage.

Freedom...

I'm lost and I'm stumbling,
But I haven't quit.
I've stopped being productive,
But that's not all there is.
I am still searching,
For something more in life.
I won't be satisfied
with "Se la vie". <----- *hope I spelled that right*
Truth is out there.
Or is it in here?
I'll search everywhere.
I'll never quit.
I'll never give up.
I'll never give in.
I'll never stop.
I'll never change.
I'll never accept the rhythm.

Purpose.
Motivation.
Reason.
Truth.
Things I've lost.
Or they were never found.
Cast aside.
Rotting away.
I'm so blind.
No thickness within.
I'll go on living though.
I must survie.
One breath at a time.
I'll keep on breathing.
I'll end the hate.
I'll end the anger.
Happiness.
Paradise.
The whole world's crazy.
But I'll keep fighting.

The torture's gone.
The peace is here.
The pain's relieved.
There's no more fear.

Nothing to write,
Nothing to feel.
No longer numb,
No longer unreal.

My pain is gone,
And so's my muse.
Whether happy or sad,
I'm garunteed to lose.