Entry #1

Just one of my favorite poems that I wrote

2008-03-14 14:58:37 by NemoX
Updated

Loneliness

Loneliness, that is what I feel
I'm alone in a world of lies,
a world of hate, a real living hell.
Money's got us on its evil spell,
people care only about themselves
----
Clouded minds and blackened hearts
are all my eyes can ever see
Compasion, love, honor and truth
are words no longer known or used
The few pure souls that keep intact
are always mocked, seen as losers or laughed at
----
I see these things, they make me sick
take away my spirit, my will to live.
I wonder if someone else knows how it feels,
but then again, demons cannot feel
----
Even when I'm swallowed by the joyfull crowds,
the thunderous silence is too loud
For they don't notice I'm around
not in the morning, nor at dawn
----
But wait! there is still hope
we still can find the missing force
that will save us from the worse
after all, demons were once angels,
why can't we go back to our good nature
Redeem yourselves and be like angels
don't be too proud about your nation
----
Loneliness, that is what I feel
lonely is my world
lonely is my quest
I wish I could just rest
from this neverending test
----
This is what life is,
a huge big joke we have to live
But come to think of it this joke,
is not that bad, you soon shall see
----
Nevermind the wrongs before you,
never let the devil fool you.
Love yourself and love the world
'cause this is where angels will fall
----
There is no hell other than Earth
break out free just like a bird
and keep in mind that with every birth
another soul will join your pain
----
Lonely souls, one by one,
will add up to a joyful crowd
and that'll fullfil satan's desire,
your body and soul burned in a fire.

Kibian "NemoX" Chavarria


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sorbitolsorbitol

2008-03-14 15:40:25

Not bad!

Now let me try!
*ahem*,

Fish-fingers.
============

Golden breadcrumbs,
To this I succumb,
And within does hide,
The processed fillet inside.

On the box where I read,
A promise- well kept,
To better ones self,
Oils of Omega twelve.

Not only delicious
But also nutritious!
On my breath the stench lingers
Memories of fish fingers.

I hope it helps!

NemoX responds:

I lol'ed.

thanks for sharing, I liked it :)


karlu20karlu20

2008-07-07 05:29:01

3rd stanza first line - these
not this
itd flow better + its proper english that way :o
also: bleh, friends
also also: read the entire thread about your memoirs of mc donalds x.x
but i dont post on the forums... like, ever (well rarely)

NemoX responds:

Thanks for spotting the typo, I seem to make lots of those. I do know that it's supposed to be "these" rather than this, but meh, I'll change it later. Also, thanks for reading Memoirs, readers are always welcome :)


karlu20karlu20

2008-07-07 19:49:59

you didnt answer the friends part :s
friends?
...or else ill castrate you
lol ^.^

NemoX responds:

friends it is! :)


MalachyMalachy

2008-07-25 00:04:01

Nice Poem, Kibian!

NemoX responds:

thanks :)


reservoircatsreservoircats

2008-07-29 02:33:36

Very good, quality poem!

NemoX responds:

thank you, I love writtng, though these kinds of poem I only write when depresed (naturally), which hasn't happened a lot lately


LaughingboxLaughingbox

2008-10-18 14:36:43

ERROR, ERROR. TOO DEEP, CANNOT COMPREHEND!!!

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP


LetigerLetiger

2008-12-14 21:17:03

nice poem