[Writings/Anything] Confusion and Wisdom (OLD feelings made new)

[e_voyager]

i miss have a place to tell people the random things that are on my mind i miss even more what few responses that i received.

i have many things to say
and few of them of worth.
what becomes of me this day
may fade away tomorrow
.
my words have wisdom some say
while others see only sorrow
a mortals life today
and a time to morn tomorrow.

SNOW

snow snow
let it snow all around
flake and fall
to the ground

flowers of ice
blossoms all around
the blanket falls
with nary a sound

a beauty so pure
yet also so cold
to bring memories of youth
now that we have grown old

come sit by the hearth
come here my tell
for i remember when i was young
and when the snow fell 

flying

new e in the worksf

[e_voyager]

i don't know why but I'm still with the winter theme. i can't tell you the name of this one but I'm still working on it

I winter paradise
a frozen hell
the right fist of justice
and the book of Kells

What became of the watcher?
it of the spell made flesh
the flesh infused with spells
who watches eternity dispel?

then too of the dreamer
nestled safely in his keep
of dreams that cover the world
while sleeping the druids sleep

now tell me of the scribe
sequestered peacefully in his hall
who is the writer of this tell
and the seer of this all

[Sienna Maiu - M T]

Snow had some really beautiful imagery there

[e_voyager]

thank you i was watching the snow out side of where i worked and for some reason it reminded me of older times that i never lived through. say what you will about genetic memory but i have no explanation for the feeling the snow roused in me or for the reason that i chose to portray the poem in this fashion  the original poem is written on a recent i had on hand at the time.

[e_voyager]

I wrote a few more poems this week end but last nights poem Whisper seems to stick out in my mind

Whisper

Whisper Whisper
eyes wide shut
heed not their lies
but trust your gut

the world surrounds you
yet you're all alone
no one trust you
and you long for home

where did all the smiling faces go?
the people who trust you
the ones you thought you knew?
have the abandoned you too?

a world of shadow
a place of fear
A crying heart
do you truly hear?

whisper whisper
eyes wide shut
no one trust you
you've only you gut.

Lessons in fear

you've taught me a lesson
you taught me to fear
you've  strangled our joy
so why are you here?

You hurt me quite deeply
Was that not enough?
You've trampled my love
Does that make you tough?

I tried to forgive you
I accepted you back
So why when I embraced you,
Did you stab me in the back?

I gave you my heart
I shared with you my soul
All I asked for was love
Yet you burned me like coal

You watched me shed my tears
Is that a smile that I see?
You torture me with words
Oh why do you do this to me?

I've learned form you a lesson
I remember now to fear
Since your betrayal
I let no one else near

[e_voyager]

Fear

Eyes flickering left and right
searching the shadows for any movement however slight
I keep my fear with me
i scream though you can't hear me

I live my life in the light
shivering through the night
Jumping at shadows left and right
Afraid to move if it means leaving the light

That whisper in the wind
The terror grows within
The shadows on the wall
On quaking knees I fall

Please end the madness now
No more let the voices howl
The cries that rips the night in twain
The sorrow that struck terror into my brain

Why wont they stop?
Please call a cop!
Let this madness end
Why'd it even begin?

Bitter tears run down my face
Fear shatter happiness like a vase
They never seem to let it end
The cry lets the horror begin again

I runaway and try to shout
I'm trapped and all I want is out
This fear is gripping my poor soul
Are their hearts made out of coal?

Have they forgotten the joy of life?
Do then sup on suffering and strife?
This ways such a happy day
Now the sun's been chased away.

Can I live for one more day?
In this dark that wants to stay
In this fear that seethes and grows
Scarring a heart that no one knows.

[e_voyager]

i have no answers for this one but your question are welcome. perhaps in your opinions i'll come to understand what it is i'm trying.

oh but to just take to the sky
wings awakens  ans soring up high
leaving behind this mortal world
the see what wonders elsewhere unfurl

the secrets of the ages
the wisdom of today
the reasoning of a child
the adult's hand to stay

so much love and conflict
it hurts a little more each day
but time heals most wounds
and together we'll find a way

the world so green
the sky so blue
a gentle mist floats
linking the two

leave all your woes behind
hold closely to your cares
oh what well we find
on the path made of stares and stairs

[e_voyager]

this is a piece i made and donated  to the media department  of my school

[e_voyager]

well as some of you may know i've been working / building a new body. not a temporary body like in a few rps but a new life form E to have a history beyond on generation and a life to live beyond completion of some question and fading into history as i am want to to. i tend to prefer to hide in the back ground but it's nice when some one can look up and say hey is that you? there are some of the early models with help / DNA form a couple of forum members


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version three coming son and i think i'll work on the tail and back wings more for that one

[techmaster-glitch]

Ah, so you've seen this game as well, huh? Nice.

The only question I have; how the hell did you get the pic out of it? I wanted to do that a long while back for BotM.

[e_voyager]

thanks for the link but i have a copy of the item on my hard drive thanks to tony. never saw it on new grounds before but i loved his WADTD. and yes i did edit the images wings included. it says so when ever i post a image contain elements form this program on a sight

[Gabi]

Wow, I didn't know you were so good at writing poetry! Nice candle too.

So many people inspired by snow... and I ended up missing the first snowfall in the last 89 years.

[techmaster-glitch]

thanks for the link but i have a copy of the item on my hard drive thanks to tony.

You actually know this Tony guy? Wow

[e_voyager]

Wow, I didn't know you were so good at writing poetry! Nice candle too.

So many people inspired by snow... and I ended up missing the first snowfall in the last 89 years.

thank you. it gratifying to know what you think of my poetry  it's been a while since i've made any candles, candle holders or other pottery the pieces i've made sold pretty well. i wish i could get someone to model some of my woven to upload here as well. oh and  that's actually a movie of a piece that i donated to the school media center. 

thanks for the link but i have a copy of the item on my hard drive thanks to tony.

You actually know this Tony guy? Wow

We never met in the flesh but i know him from deviant art. he goes by the name tony64 there.

[e_voyager]

while in a pain addled and sleep deprive state i found my self reading jigsaws comic this morning since she was in the room i had not choice according the the logic that is currently running my pain soaked and sleep starved brain but to ask her about her comic and if the touched were part of the dead inside while going over her answers and waiting futilely for this pain medicine to kick in i thought up the first for lines and the last for line of the poem.  enjoy if you will and check out jig's comic i believe it is well worth the read.

Comic tragedy

Living is agony
But death is defeat
It's a vicious cycle
That mortals repeat

The living envy the dead
Dead wish naught but sleep
Existence makes this bread
Of which all who suffer eat

The mortals seek their beds
While the dead form coffins creep
Each one fills their head
With reasons the other is weak

There is much pain in living
And much more the dead never know
If and exchange was in the giving
Then both parties would say no

Weather it be for heaver or hell
The living would quell
For them to let go
Of all the know

The dead however seal
Are still fulfilled
And worry no more
About what life has in store

Living is agony
But death is defeat
A comic tragedy
A cosmic feat

[e_voyager]

the name on the page(temporary title)

here i sit and write your name
with love in my heart and tears i my eyes
i hold you in my memories but it's not the same
i miss you dearly despite all of your lies

i tired to hold us together.
i tired with all my might
was you love for me as heavy as a feather?
was my trying even right?

i told you that i loved you
you claimed you loved me too
so why when i hold you
do you do that this do you

you broke my heart again
i write the letter to let you know it's true
this time my heart will not mend
that as much as it hurts me you and i are through

[e_voyager]

this is in part because of jigsaws view on the dead inside as found in her comic the last resort though i'm sure her character would never fall into emotion straits like this here's my take on what might happen to on of mine  living with there inner death.

are you really better?

The tell you i have no soul
it's a secret most everyone knows
still you come before me
holding the torch of your soul

paths of shadow shine in the twilight
what become of the souls warm light?
a gaping darkness hides in a hollowed shell
eyes  so cold to behold, voices so harsh and still
is there really something so different about me
something you wish to kill?

Take my body and break it if you hate is so
take my heart and break it if you truly must know

and when all that was me lays wrecked , broken at your feet
a heart torn open with no tears to flow
all secrets laid bare with no more to know

were you truly better then me simply because you had a soul?

[e_voyager]

when i first posted this poem elsewhere

[Jul. 17th, 2007|04:03 am]
you my think it's kind of odd.
maybe even kind of strange
but things have taken root in my mind.
and i've never been the same.

i'd say i was of two minds about things
but it's not quite that way.
there is more to me then in see
but my sanity is fleeing on hidden wings

first thoughts second thoughts
and third thoughts galore
i argue with myself but who wins?
i never am quite sure.

i'm losing my identity
i found my other mind
i have to get away form me
before i cease to be

who is stronger, who is weaker
is this still my mind
some one please answer me
while i still have so time

i see him in my mirror
i hear him in my voice.
forever does he taunt me
making me doubt every choice.