Valentine, Queen of Hearts, sing a song endearing
Wish upon a starry sky, and let love's flame flow searing
Passion flowing ever on through life and never fearing
Sing a song to my heart, my love, sing a song endearing
Waking in the cold of night, without you precious dove
Sweating in a nightmare cold and waiting for my love
If angels watching see my pain, they are weeping far above
Come to me, come in the night, come to bed my precious dove
Be close to me, and never fear, Ill love you dear, unending
If darkness comes, I'll be your shield, readily defending
Ill be your light, and you'll be mine, love's tapestry we're mending
Never
If a rose is but a rose with any other name
Than surely is a dog is a dog with any name the same
A viper hiding in the grass, a pig dolled up in clothes
A stinging bee inside the heart, finding secrets to expose
Her name is none the less than Queen, whose domain is sure
Medusa changing gold to stone, making black what once was pure
She has a soul that never was so how could it be lost
Bringing hellfire on all of us no matter what the cost
Pain into pleasure, pleasure into pain
Disguising truth to secure her reign
Queen of darkness, casting her spell
Drama Queen rules over hell
What evil thoughts does the mind concieve
When friends are away and one is left to dream
The, heart, it seems, is a villanous core
The soul, so dark, is bruised and sore
If ever a science so devoted to pain
Anthropology studies have made me insane
Humanity's form, as the Romans did find,
Is a gateway to the death of the mind
The purpose of life is to inevitably die
The nature of man is to cheat and lie
Destruction through joy causes Annihilation
Ultimate Suffering is the path to Salvation
My Time To Shine
I wish I could write like Elliot or Poe
I wish I had a body like Pitt or Rambo
I want to see like the geniuses do
I cant even visit the Tower or Louvre
Useless incarnate Im wasting away
Falling through holes in the darkness and day
Sleeping through classes and dying inside
Waiting just waiting for my time to shine.
Wasting away behind this disguise
Falling between the scrutiny of our eyes
Meticulous to every detail of love
Come to me, Joanna, and perchance
We can at last feel true love's first kiss.
I want to pin you up
Against the wall
My breath inside you
Until we fall
I want my lips to press
Against your own
My tongue to caress
Its lovin home
In my arms youd be safe
Forever sheltered inside
I inside you and indeed
Your own heart inside mine also
Come, now
Descending into sweet darkness
Melancholy hearts flow to the beat
Moving against the wall until deaths final caress
Fire burning, Ocean churning out into the air
Whirlwinds fighting, Lightning striking ozone air
Earthly beings shatter, nothing really matters here
Recognition to glorification by childlike eyes
Feeling, Touching, Hoping, Seeing through kid eyes
If the heavens broke tomorrow would you be surprised?
Yelling lies that truth defies out unto the masses
Imagination to prolonged demonstration high above the masses
Biding minutes, waiting hours until all ephemeral life passes
Noontide dreams floating out on the sea
To the world of imagination
A castle rests on an island, the sea
A world of pure imagination
Creative thoughts like smoke to the clouds
Silk pillows awaiting young dreams
On an island lies a castle in the sea of clouds
Flowing sweet from the chimney are dreams
The tides leave and flow back again
Through the mind like pure imagination
Abstract heart amid bubbling foam
Aphrodite created from imagination
Twas a bright summers day
Alas, the fruits of labor had disappeared
The garden of life had been stripped
All that remained was the bright summer sun
In a valley not too far behind
By a brook not so far away
A lone dog licked his wounds
On a bright summers day
For what sins had he encountered such pain
On a bright summers day
He had stolen the fruit of the valley of life
On a bright summers day
Now the day fades to night
The clouds fly low overhead
On a cold winter night
The clouds break to rain
Nine_Twenty-Six_Zero Eight by MrEManiac, literature
Literature
Nine_Twenty-Six_Zero Eight
I have no inspiration, only condescension
I have few fans, even fewer of which I can respect
My mind burns with passion ready to be released
My heart is silent unless logic is in effect
I have true beauty only in my own eyes
In retrospection my song is the melody of fools
I savor the day when respect will flow heartily
I dread the times when my friends are but tools
Intelligence is the dirge of the gifted
Ignorance the harmony of the cursed
By day I am assaulted by the cold bass
By night my ears are oppressed by a nocturne of madness.
I now play an elegy for my heart
Walking through the corridors of confusion I sip the morning air
Dissention is heavy
Mutiny is in her air, and I myself am touched by rage
Kinetic rage surrounds us, her and we
The product of fear is apparent
Betrayal walks beside us and we stave it off by airing nonchalant insecurities
Making amends for our mistakes the air freshens
The product of words is peace and incoherent security
The stars shine and alas
I can breathe again
Vampiress
Beast of darkness born in love
Filled with hate she flies above
Ending insects life so sour
Awake at night asleep sixth hour
She calls to you in human form
Seductress in a college dorm
More addicting than crystal meth
Soon shell give you the gift of death
Youll awake another night
Leaving behind all known light
Descending down the stairs of Hell
As empty as a forgotten well
Again emerging the next day
Ready to seek out your own prey
Harpies
Tiny little birds eating at my heart
Barely a victem standing between art
Women killing, threshing, reaping
Emotion into art
Wings of bone and clothed with flesh
Claws and hooks in hooker mesh
Fishnet stockings showing pain
Emotion scarred by mesh
Dancing in the firelight
Boiling chickens in the night
Tearing, beating, moaning, screaming
Emotions in the night
Goodnight my harpies do sleep well
Maybe tomorrow a soul to sell
Lie to love and give to hurt
Advertise then sell sell sell
In the morning I will wait
At the beloved steel school gate
To feel your razor teeth
Lock me in that steel school gate
Water
Running down my neck
Soaking my blonde hair
Cold shivers in the night
I wake to bathe devoid of care
When it calls me I follow
I don't flow without it
Its in my innermost light
It awakens my mind and gives back my wit
I call to it as it calls to me
To love me as a roaring fire
A fire without smoke
Never a demon, never a liar
As I write I wonder
If my cleansed body is pure
If Im free of darkness
Always wondring, never sure
Junior year
We all lived through the pain and toil
The dirt in our generation
We never sought more than to love
We never knew till our Junior Year
The lies, the pain, the fun of life
The spice, the cars, the women
The sex the sweat the work all done
Party hard cause its Junior Year
Who needs those rules? Throw em out!
The pleasure in occupation
Dance with me to the rave of life
Drink to the heart of Junior Year
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I never knew Yang for what it was
Study by day and party by night
I claim this mind for Junior Year
Ill sing the song as it truly goes
No lies or tears or sensation
N
Love isnt an emotion
Its a promise of devotion
A sign of highest trust
So very different from base lust
It unconditional, true
And I share it just with you
Love me like I know you can
You be my girl Ill be your man
Enter in so slow
And I might just let you know
Ive loved you from before the day we met
Insomnia
I roam my house at night
Trying to stay awake
Ive taken pills all night
Now its getting late
I want to fall
On my kitchen floor
I wanna snore and doze
And rest some more
But I cant; No I cant
Fall
If I were to dream then Id dream of you
Of your scent and your hair
And your green eyes too
Of the time we spent
Of the days that went
And I wont; No I wont
Fall Asleep
Nightmares are my only bane
The screams at night
The retching pain
The blood Ive coughed
The words ive writ
Lilly, take me back
Or else
I may never sleep again
Water
Running down my neck
Soaking my blonde hair
Cold shivers in the night
I wake to bathe devoid of care
When it calls me I follow
I don't flow without it
Its in my innermost light
It awakens my mind and gives back my wit
I call to it as it calls to me
To love me as a roaring fire
A fire without smoke
Never a demon, never a liar
As I write I wonder
If my cleansed body is pure
If Im free of darkness
Always wondring, never sure
Favourite genre of music: Rock Favourite style of art: Gothic Operating System: Vista MP3 player of choice: Ipod Shuffle Shell of choice: Sea Wallpaper of choice: Naruto-related Skin of choice: Asain! Favourite cartoon character: Pig (Pearls before Swine) Personal Quote: People named Toby are always being screwed over.(Naruto, Sweeny Todd, Friends)
Whoever wrote this quiz is obviously fanatical about making him/herself like their favorite group :P
GRYFFINDOR:
[x] You've never done illegal drugs
[x] You have a lot of friends
[ ] You get along with everyone
[ ] You haven't made fun of someone for at least two months
[ ] You love soccer
[x] You love baseball
[x] You're into writing and art (but not good at it)
[ ] Favourite music genre is pop rock
[x] You believe in "innocent until proven guilty" theory
[x] Abortion is wrong
[ ] The war against Iraq is unneeded (Even though all TRUE gryffindors take this political stand ^_^)
[ ] One of your favourite colours is red or gold
[x
I wonder if anyone reads these. Cedars has already told me she hates them and Jen doesnt read this stuff ususally. Sam and Chelsea... Youre myu only hope!
So heres a list of ten nifty things ive noticed recently
1. Robin is waaaay more talkative with Saira out of town
2. Bobby has been moving away the closer Robin gets
3. I havent eaten sushi in a long time...
4. Me aand SeaBears have set a new record for the longest time weve gone without fighting.
5. I need to get my Itunes working...
6. I think someone I know has a crush on someone else I know and it doesnt involve me, jen, cedars, chelsea, bobby, sam, nora, caitlin, or carlie
7. I
Or rather as it should be aptly named chocolate and Narcissism.
Id just like to give a shout out to all the delicious chocolate out there making us happy by its deliciousnesses. And now that thats done...
Anywho... Ive always believed since I read the sequel to the shadow club( Some book by some dude) that people flow into their stereotypes. And intensives have made me realize how many jokes ppl make about my "narcissism' so If you guys stop making jokes Ill try to be more modest. And thats my monthly journal ^_^.