Darth's PoeticDarkSide.

Darth-Vader · Guest

For all the money in the world, could never amount to the day you made my toes curl. Twisted Evil

Guest · Posted Thu Jun 26, 2008

LOL sounds like somebody rocked your world!

Darth-Vader · Guest

8.8 on the ricter scale?

Darth-Vader · Guest

I'm the darkness in your soul
A part of you that creeps in the shadows,
I listen and watch, always,
I'm with all of you, at any time,
I'm the darkness in your soul
I'm there, you even know my name
I'm you, you are me, I'm the things
that that count, even more than
doing the things that are right,
I'm your conscience, and I keep things
dirty so you can't sleep at night.

Darth-Vader · New Member Joined: 22 Jul 2008 Posts: 3

I'm the speck of dirt in your eye
I'm the evil that shines yet so bright
I’ve wondered about you so many times
But my thoughts seem pointless and dry
They are tireless and burn through my eyes
I try to rest but you’re there
I try to sleep and still you’re there
If you forever remember I will not care
From this day on, my thoughts remain
But you are no longer the heiress to my reign
Not even your smile can avoid this day
Your teasing and words that created this game.
goodbye.

Guest · Posted Wed Aug 20, 2008

The city feels clean this time of night
just empty streets and me walking home to clear my head

Whoelse? · Guest

The trees have grown into fields of dreams
strechting their arms while releasing doves painted with
gold streams, shining off the eyes of women who look
carefully while their wishes fade away
on wings of dreams.
Taking flight with no destination but a darkened night
filled with stars that glitter only when they choose too
for those who ask in a way which they cannot deny
a simple shine of light a simple twist of fate
a sudden change of direction for a bitter
machine named fate designed to create
an unimaginable existence of love
with an angel sent from above
her name is there to read
there to touch
there to hear
to taste
feel.

MastaBlastah · Guest

Since I like StarWars, and I think DarthVader is cool, I guess I'll post my poem here.

"Forced"

9 times the month on a day in March
And a hand to bring into a day
A forced tragedy endured, has brought a new life into play
A calendar away from the moons shadow that awful day
Lays a silent breath innocent in all ways
At the breast of another who is concealed of joy because of her pain
A bond has been created between serpent and she.
No more would she prefer to breathe his name
Though she never knew it anyway
Though innocent the unwanted bastard is
She is left at watchful doors
Followed by a life of hate and sorrow, she grows in hopes
To borrow a guardian, one day.

DarkSith · Guest

am i suppose to have a poetic side as well, shit man!

DarkSith · Guest

enjoy it cuz this is the closest i can get to being poetic..