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Some Of My Poetry
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Friday, March 13, 2009
I've Added A Picture Here...
I've added a picture to this blog, as people keep asking what I look like.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Romeo And Juliet
(inspired by Shakespeare and Taylor Swift's "Love Story.")
Romeo and Juliet, the Montagues and Capulets, a story told of two lovers fated, to be in families that want to keep them separated. Still, they found a way to be together under the moonlight, and they ended each rendezvous with a kiss every single night. Yet they could not continue to live this way, but still away from each other, they could not stay. So, eventually, he poisoned his drink, and as he ate his last sup, faster than anyone could possibly think, he drank from his cup. When Juliet came around, to find her true love dead, she crossed to him without a sound, and knelt by his bed. She took the cup from what he drank of, and put the last drops to her lips so in death she and Romeo could meet, in one final act of her undying love, she ended her life and a romance so bittersweet. They say it is good/better to have loved and lost, then to have never loved at all, but at what price does true love cost, if it delays it in a final stall? So Romeo and Juliet, so young and in love with their soul mate, with their families still fighting, and yet, in death they could escape the forbidding hate.
Romeo and Juliet, the Montagues and Capulets, a story told of two lovers fated, to be in families that want to keep them separated. Still, they found a way to be together under the moonlight, and they ended each rendezvous with a kiss every single night. Yet they could not continue to live this way, but still away from each other, they could not stay. So, eventually, he poisoned his drink, and as he ate his last sup, faster than anyone could possibly think, he drank from his cup. When Juliet came around, to find her true love dead, she crossed to him without a sound, and knelt by his bed. She took the cup from what he drank of, and put the last drops to her lips so in death she and Romeo could meet, in one final act of her undying love, she ended her life and a romance so bittersweet. They say it is good/better to have loved and lost, then to have never loved at all, but at what price does true love cost, if it delays it in a final stall? So Romeo and Juliet, so young and in love with their soul mate, with their families still fighting, and yet, in death they could escape the forbidding hate.
Accident
Sometimes I can be totally accident prone, but much less so now that I'm grown. I've got some time to figure all of my feelings out, so there's no rush to go the wrong route. It was no accident, me falling for you, and in my heart, I know the desire and love I feel for you is true. If there's a lock surrounding my heart, you have every possible key, combination, and entry point at your disposal. I gave them to you freely. You were no accident in my life, but I will purposely make sure I remain a part of yours.
Poem For Psychic Friendship
"My Secret"
I have a secret no one knows, but when I look into your eyes, it shows, I told you, in hopes that I could trust, I know you will not tell, I know you're my friend, but I feel something more than lust.
You will keep my abilities under wraps, with you, I know there will be no mishaps.
The way you mold your body to mine, you make me feel just fine.
Our love goes beyond a mundane connection, we share a paranormal bond, and together we can create perfection.
I have a secret no one knows, but when I look into your eyes, it shows, I told you, in hopes that I could trust, I know you will not tell, I know you're my friend, but I feel something more than lust.
You will keep my abilities under wraps, with you, I know there will be no mishaps.
The way you mold your body to mine, you make me feel just fine.
Our love goes beyond a mundane connection, we share a paranormal bond, and together we can create perfection.
A Description Of My Book
So, this is going to be on the back of my first ever book that I started writing: "Psychic Friendship."
Ryrori Aeri is a new student at Tokyo High. She's smart, but not sociable. She's never had many close friends, but all that is about to change. She meets Ryukeiaka Kalihari, a boy that is anything but normal. They become close, and he reveals a secret to her, one he doesn't know has existed in his family's generations since before he was born. It will change them and the world they live in. For Ryukeiaka, it's a journey to discover that he has a sibling he's never met, one who's DNA matches his down to the last chromosome. Will his secret be his undoing? Can he change his destiny and live a normal life? Or is he meant for something more?
(If that's interested you, and you think you may like to read it, visit my book site for that particular story at psyfri.webs.com.)
Ryrori Aeri is a new student at Tokyo High. She's smart, but not sociable. She's never had many close friends, but all that is about to change. She meets Ryukeiaka Kalihari, a boy that is anything but normal. They become close, and he reveals a secret to her, one he doesn't know has existed in his family's generations since before he was born. It will change them and the world they live in. For Ryukeiaka, it's a journey to discover that he has a sibling he's never met, one who's DNA matches his down to the last chromosome. Will his secret be his undoing? Can he change his destiny and live a normal life? Or is he meant for something more?
(If that's interested you, and you think you may like to read it, visit my book site for that particular story at psyfri.webs.com.)
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Vampire
A stain of blood across my lips, as into your flesh my fangs repeated slips, a type of vampiric pleasure only the immortal can feel, you don't have to live forever to know that they are real.
Crossing over to immortality, leaving behind a sense of of morality, now a dark need consumes me to the core, everytime I feed, my thirst for blood grows a little more.
Darkness, and a force of strength, plus of all my talents, when I run, I get a burst of speed, I desire to create a master race, the Psychic-Vampire, an entirely new breed.
Authentically I can, fulfill the desire of any man, if I don't drain him dry, then perhaps I'll give him a more painful way to die. I don't give out mercy on those which I feed, I expose their flesh and dare them not to bleed, all of their cries, I cease to hear, and collect a portion of their fear.
To change a human into a vampire, would cause you to have consequences most dire.
The undead aer eventually drawn into their darkest hour, when they realize their teeth are not the greatest power, so they seek to find a new way to live, a sanctuary, so they can find a new way to be free.
Devoid of sunlight, and a holy rain, jumping to a great height, then causing more pain. Doomed to eternal misery, in a night that shall never end, no one to have as a mate willingly, no one to call a friend.
Fated to be alone, without a soul to share, watching your kids grieve for their own, while still alive to bury all their family, a burden even an immortal shouldn't have to bear.
Is it worth it to live forevermore, if you burn in hell for your sins, I think not, what would you be living for, just to make sure the devil wins?
You don't want to be on the losing side, so give up your fangs and surrender, so when everyone you loved and even you have died, you might repent and see all of the Lord's glorious splendor.
Crossing over to immortality, leaving behind a sense of of morality, now a dark need consumes me to the core, everytime I feed, my thirst for blood grows a little more.
Darkness, and a force of strength, plus of all my talents, when I run, I get a burst of speed, I desire to create a master race, the Psychic-Vampire, an entirely new breed.
Authentically I can, fulfill the desire of any man, if I don't drain him dry, then perhaps I'll give him a more painful way to die. I don't give out mercy on those which I feed, I expose their flesh and dare them not to bleed, all of their cries, I cease to hear, and collect a portion of their fear.
To change a human into a vampire, would cause you to have consequences most dire.
The undead aer eventually drawn into their darkest hour, when they realize their teeth are not the greatest power, so they seek to find a new way to live, a sanctuary, so they can find a new way to be free.
Devoid of sunlight, and a holy rain, jumping to a great height, then causing more pain. Doomed to eternal misery, in a night that shall never end, no one to have as a mate willingly, no one to call a friend.
Fated to be alone, without a soul to share, watching your kids grieve for their own, while still alive to bury all their family, a burden even an immortal shouldn't have to bear.
Is it worth it to live forevermore, if you burn in hell for your sins, I think not, what would you be living for, just to make sure the devil wins?
You don't want to be on the losing side, so give up your fangs and surrender, so when everyone you loved and even you have died, you might repent and see all of the Lord's glorious splendor.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Loving Zikou
(A poem dedicated to my guardian angel.)
His eyes warm my heart, his hard body heats my soul, in our relationship we each have a part, eternity with him is my goal.
Zikou has fiery eyes, a body that can so easily tame mine, he ceases all my tears, ends my cries, forever with him would be just fine.
His eyes are hazel-blue, his hair caramel brown, I know our love is real, so true, with him I know I'll never be down.
If tears fall, from his eyes at all, I'll wash them away, he'll be with me, and have not a single cloudy day.
When he holds me so tight, in his arms all night, I feel like I can fly, this chance to be his, I won't let it pass me by. If for every kiss, our love would increase, with a promise to never cease, I'd say our love will never end, because first and foremost, Zikou is my friend.
His eyes warm my heart, his hard body heats my soul, in our relationship we each have a part, eternity with him is my goal.
Zikou has fiery eyes, a body that can so easily tame mine, he ceases all my tears, ends my cries, forever with him would be just fine.
His eyes are hazel-blue, his hair caramel brown, I know our love is real, so true, with him I know I'll never be down.
If tears fall, from his eyes at all, I'll wash them away, he'll be with me, and have not a single cloudy day.
When he holds me so tight, in his arms all night, I feel like I can fly, this chance to be his, I won't let it pass me by. If for every kiss, our love would increase, with a promise to never cease, I'd say our love will never end, because first and foremost, Zikou is my friend.
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