Kara's Poems

[composer15]

Well, here it goes...my first official poem here on the board. It's not my greatest but I like it. I was inspired to write it last night after having this dream about Erik, but I woln't go into that, lets just say it was...nice ;)
I hope everyone enjoys it:


No Longer an Angel

This monster who resides beneath the shadows of his tortured lies
Sings as the cruelty of shattered dreams fall from his eyes
Only to find that his soul shall always be alone.

Never to know the tenderness of a single kiss
But sadly the hardship of living in loneliness.

As tears of shame slide down to the cold unearthly ground
A child’s final cry is his only sound.

Sitting in the catacombs of despairing emptiness
He holds his infectious face in never ending anguish.

“Must she be so daringly vain,
Why should I deserve such devastating pain?”

“To think my hurt occurred from one simple mistake,
The unmasking of this horrific face!”

“Her song gave me hope to start a new life,
Which was torn away by another mans fight.”

“The angel I was once believed to be is no longer
For I am nothing without her love and wonder.”


So, did you like it?
Tell me what you think, I'll take critisism but no flamming.
If you like it, I will share more later.

[Erik]

Sitting in the catacombs of despairing emptiness
He holds his infectious face in never ending anguish

^Favourite line(s)

Wow, that's pretty good! I liked it. Looking forward to seeng more! ^_^

[Phantomess]

Yes, very nice! Do you mostly do poetry or stories too? I like the part about his tears falling to the unearthly ground. :) Also, you don't have to but I would really like it if you reviewed my phanfic. It's called Christine's Grave. See you around!

[Nicholas]

It was beautiful, I loved it.

[composer15]

Thank you all so very much for your compliments. I will write more in later when I get the chance. Oh and Whitney, I would love to read your phanfic, I bet it's wonderful! I also do stories which I may put on this thread soon, thanks for asking ^_^

Here is another poem I wrote in english class today, instead of double posting I thought that I would just add it to this one. It may be morbid and dark but I think it is one of my better ones. I hop everyone enjoys it.

Her Final Breath

Fighting from inside a darkened coffin near to death
Her fragile lungs dare not gasp for mortal breath

Beneath the ground of a world with dreadful unhappiness
She relinquishes to the shadows that surround her limp unfeeling body

Closing in around her solitude of a life that seemed so perilous
Holds a girl born of winters tantalizing graveness

Seeing through the soul of her wide blackened eyes
An apparition of fearful desire resides

Thoughts of jeering deception caress her mind
Her frail bones held behind her pail skin shudder from the inside

The pulse that at one time use to race with burning fire
Now rains of fortifying ice and unflinching wind

As she embraces in the arms of an angel from hell
She can tell her perennial journey is at it’s final end

Tears of blood smear across the face of a regretful spirit
Fall from the empty eyes of a hallow corpse

Doomed to the prison of her inner fears
She finds herself at the mercy of her withheld years

Time will never tell of her day’s in such severe solitude
For she must always stay in a dungeon of lasting servitude.

Tell me what you think!

[Nicholas]

Your poem was beautiful. It was very tragic, but lovely, like a deadly storm. It captured my heart,

[composer15]

Here is another poem that I wrote after I saw The Corpse Bride, which was a great movie. I hope you like it!


The Tears of Emily

Love is daring and vital but is an emotion that should never be pondered

For if thy heart is strong and proliferating with passion that can never be forgotten,

Thee shall wait for me under the tree of luminous and majestic grandeur.


Beneath the gaping starless sky filled with summertime’s most beautiful butterflies,

An anxious bride awaits the arrival of her most precious prize.


Slowly time passes held in a worry of distraught sorrow

All the while resting her body on a stump etched in natures tomorrow

As the young girl waits fabricated in a mothers wedding dress of interlace design,

She rises without fault but with grace and an aura of resigned elegance.



With a cherubic grin of severe satisfaction,

She gazes at a figure in the darkened wood with pure gratitude,

Before she can even speak a word, she races to her lovers side not able to see within the night.


She knew he would be back for his semblance bride,

How she longs to be in thy grasp of the man who holds her heart,

What foolishness of her to be so irate at her wondrous mate.


But as soon as she thought of her fairytale ending, devastation took place with such domination.

Her dream of a wedding and the love that she felt was taken away by a greedy mans wealth.



Her final promise to the world was that she’d stay by the tree until she could finally be free,

When church bells ring and children would sing, her tears will be gone till death do us part.

Unless a man with a soul of pure love and recognition would vow to be her spouse,



Only then is this tale of a corpse bride concluded,

But for now she will shed a tear and her heart shall brake until someone
vows to take her hand before it's to late.

Well, there it is.

[Erik]

Wow it's REALLY good!
It'd probably be better if I saw the movie! Hahaha.

Write more, Kara!

[composer15]

Thanks to Sam for giving me the courage to post this poem, I didn't think it was good enough but with some editing and a friends word, I shall. I hope everyone enjoys it. :: Drum Roll, Phantoms Overture plays in the background ::


Forever Intertwined :

The Queen of a most fierce and rejoiced kingdom grew ancient with each passing chime of a sacred bell.
Although there were evanescent rays of light shining down so bright from the heavens galore,
She spoke only of her companion who’s fragrant warmth she could ever only dream of but never to tell.
Seated in a throne sowed from the most genuine of silks, her solemn gaze reaches out towards the wretched boards of the unfinished floor.



The shadows of a mournful day reflect throughout the rooms attire and the corrupt women’s darkest desire.
She now breaths heavily from the frosted air which refuses to rush to her gasping lungs as the blood from inside her pale body grows numb.
Thoughts from an entire lifetime burn out from her minds deepest hell of a never ending fire.
Intoxicated by a mysterious idea of ending her painful cries, she cannot wait to be free of these tormented lies.


She remembers those nights where in darkness she found sun
To once again feel his soft tender touch caress upon her face is why she must end her wrought fate
Within this moment of severed solitude she reaches for her lockets golden chain and buries it beneath her clutched palm,
With the next stroke of the clock, with necklace in hand, she screams out with gorged fear, her revelation draws near.


The woman scorched in tears from all around finds that she has surrendered to the Devils whim from within.
The knife flails from the queens once vibrant grasp as her gray less eyes are locked away sheltered from springs gentle rekindle.
Instead of being held in the presence of her handsome love, she finds she is alone never to be sought ,
All she wished to possess was one hopeful miracle, for two lovers hearts to merge together forever like the deadly cold chain griped from a motionless hand.

[Erik]

Wow, Kara, I really do love this one. It's really great! It was good before, but this is better.

[Nicholas]

Your poem was haunting, vicious with lust, and alluring with dismal despair. I loved it.

[phantomphreak]

Kara your poetry is stunning and alive. It captures the reader with the luscious words you've used. Keep it up! I look forward to more!