From Raqueza- after a bit of debate, I've decided to return to my part at the community. I'm opening with this collection of poems written by me and some of my friends, so enjoy. Oh, and before you read this, check out "My Child" for a taste of some of my poetic work. It's reviews have kind of been spread out over time, but I get the impression that people like it. Anyways, I'm not keeping this exclusively to me and my friends... e-mail me if you would like to submit a poem of your own onto my collection. (Get my e-mail account name by going to my profile--Keep the rating of your poem T or under) I'll try to put two poems per chapter, but I might fry my brain if I try that. Oh well, I'm sure I can do it with your help.
Untitled poem, written by me
From bronze to gold
is his dream-salutation.
But until he grows old...
he will only find damnation.
He risks his life to save them,
their ignorant thoughts haunting his mind,
he truly wishes to condemn
the ignorant, the stupid, and the hurtfully blind.
Out of reach is appreciation and salutation,
when the world is clouded by damnation,
But when the time rises, the world will wish they listened
to the boy whose kindness glistened.
And so life goes on, not losing a breath
ignoring the world's hatred and death
In a world where out of reach is salutation
be sure you can only find damnation.
The Machine, written by my dear friend- pen name Orecha
The Game Slave strays from it's name,
as many people ignore...
the damage it does, it's horrid game
destroys your conscience and shame.
One is an Immune, but a sad fate it is
that she could destroy The Machine-
But she'd rather enjoy it's dark endless powers,
little Gaz ignores the powers unseen.
Well, there's the two poems of this chapter for you. Sorry if my friend's was a little short... He likes to keep it that way. I'll try and update as soon as I can, but I'll wait a little bit to check and see if anyone submits any poems. Until next time-
Raqueza