A Poem

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Torn, broken, forlorn and hopeless
Life’s a nightmare that never ends
Sleep’s like the love that’s left me alone
Sweet shall be the sleep that ends it all

How I court 'it' the way I courted her once
The pain’s unbearable, life’s a burden
You took my love and I Will no more
But I’ve to live on
Without hope and without dreams
The mind is shattered but the body goes on
Sweet shall be the sleep that ends it all

World’s just a daydream, I’m but a shadow
The sun sets and the lights fail
Shadows, they dim
Blink your eyes and I’ll be gone

No more in your sight
Banished from your soul
Lover of change
And prince charming is your goal
What of the pain that you left behind
Torn in two, but you don’t mind

Sweet shall be the sleep that ends it all
:(
 
A champion is a winner,
A hero…
Someone who never give up
Even when the going gets rough.
A champion is a member of
A winning team…
Someone who overcomes challenges
Even when it requires creative solutions
A champion is an optimist,
A hopeful spirit…
Someone who plays the game,
Even when the game is called life…
Especially when the game is called life.
There can be a champion in each of us,
If we live as a winner,
If we live as a member of the team,
If we live with a hopeful spirit,
For life

this one is fortunately not mine :D

but of a boy thats had the biggest impact on me from the day i heard him. A life that is so unbelievable that you feel if he can do it, then you can do it also. Guess i posted this way back somewhere also but always good to post again.

It was written by Mattie Stepanek
if you wanna know whats so special about him.. see this
http://www.mattieonline.com/

for such a young age he had some of the most profound yet simple views. I guess a person that inspires ...

"Even though the future seems far away, it is actually beginning right now. And while we are living in the present, we must celebrate life everyday, knowing that we are becoming history with every work, every action, every deed."
 
THE WARRIOR'S WAY
- Metallus

I walk the valley of shadows and I never shed a tear.
Darkness seems to sing in a voice that no one cares to hear.
I close my eyes and begin to dream.
I wake up to your silent screams.

My eyes behold the truth of your lies.
I know my life may end tonight.
Finally the walking dead will appear.
And fill my mind with deathly fear.

I choose to lie awake at nights.
Frightened of the unholy lights.
Evil treads into my sight.
I rise and deliver a holy smite.

A cold wind blows the ashes to my face.
Crimson blood drips from my killer mace.
A body torn apart by my rage.
Like an animal, I return to my cage.

Every day the thirst grows stronger.
Yet I strive to live a little longer.
Years come and years go by.
For me, all seasons are empty and dry.

My life takes another twist.
Bending like a contortionist.
In the distance I beheld my funeral pyre,
Setting my soul on blood red fire.

Mace in left and sword in right,
I bellowed a war cry with all my might.
A ghostly apparition of my foe appeared,
Many brave men quaked with fear.

At last my iron luck had run out.
This was to be my end without a doubt.
A fate predicted by many a priest and crone.
The challenge lay for one whom none would mourn.

Brave knights prayed and princesses cried.
Well wishes flowed in like a sparkling tide.
But, the tide froze like a winter chill.
On this land, only blood will spill.

With all his might my foe did charge,
A smile spread across his ghostly visage.
In his wake I followed suit.
But in my mind I was not resolute.

Swords sang and maces clashed.
In the dark skies, red lightening flashed.
I matched his every evil stroke.
Against my will, his vicious blades broke.

He fell to the ground, his many wounds bled.
With a savage stroke I claimed his head.
The pyre took his body, dead.
And this is how my rage was fed.

I held aloft my trophy to the skies.
Young maidens ran forth declaring love that never dies.
Brave knights honored me with lands and wealth.
But, I cared not for their wasted breath.

The priests and crones, together they cried.
Their prophecy I had defied.
Late at nights awake I lie.
None would tell me when I could die.
PS - Metallus doesnt have the guts to post this wonderful poem himself, so I am posting it on his behalf.
 
tifôsi said:
PS - Metallus doesnt have the guts to post this wonderful poem himself, so I am posting it on his behalf.
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Run man, just run. :bomb:

Although you can run but, you cannot escape your destiny!

I've found my chainsaw.........

I'M COMING FOR YOU!!!!

:jason: :2guns::chair: :death:
 
my poem made on the fly

o digit
o digit
id rather watch tv
and eat some chips

your new issue is
eternally sick
seems like you
are sucking ***k

500 freewares
seems totally ghey
and 200 rupee
is a lot to pay

o digit
o digit
i d rather watch tv
and eat some chips
 
@sunnydiv
thts really crazzzyy :rofl:

Tif u dead.............i mean there ;)

Gud this a a poem thread ...or i wud b submitting my songs about satan nd spilling brains on the walls :(
 
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wow Guys I did not know that we post our Poems here too.

anyway My signature is the Way I look at My Ex.......

hellscream666 posted 2.15 minutes later:

Breakups and heart Aches are all the part of Life which i will never Get to know......god knows how many Days and Months I tried to tell her but she went away..........and that is why My name " HellScream".....will make the Hell Scream from pain........

anyway girls? I never understood them, me and my Bike and my Comp .....very happy

"Angellore revered at dusk
For thee I rose, now descend all alone
Rise for me, soothe my heart
So wide a sea, may I overcome"
 
well...... im stupefied with the work of metallus.... indeed india has lost a great poet.... someone in the line of keats... and leigh hunt..... keep up the good work metallus!!! bravo!!!!..... and dont be shy to show us ur works......
 
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