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| i am the ellimist,i was born a normal ketran.i grew up to be a gamer,and then i went into the sky on the crystal ship.then an alian fired on us,leaving only 72 of us ketrans alive.we traveled the galaxy looking for a new planet and we went to a small moon,where we were destroyed by a freak of evolutoin called father.he left only me alive,to play games with him forever.i lost every game untill one day,we were playing the newest game we had,the game called music.i had practiced for days,years,decades,i didn't really know,so i finaly won.that tripped father up,so i won every game after that.i begged him to kill me like the others,told him there was no point in continuing,i would win every game.but of coarse he denied.i absorbed the memories of everyone that he had killed.and i was then 50% of father,i was his equal,so i won the final game,and i absorbed his mind.then i went across the moon,and i finaly found my ship.i flew far away,or atleast far enough to destroy the planet.then i flew,i knew there was no-one who would take me in so i used my time to stop the universes war.then met crayak,and to make a long story short we both ended up in controll of time and space itself.and we were engaged in a game i picked good and he picked evil,and we see who will win.we do not interfear with the lives of other senteant races,but we do right the wrong.and i have found a loophole in the rules of the game that i myself created,and crayak doesn't know about it. friends list: _kitty_cat_2(realy nice) but on the a more serios note,im totaly psycotic about animorphs,especialy rachel,grrrrrrrrrrr,forget i said that.more about me?ok: age:14 sex:male hair color:blond heigh:4"5 weight:140 state: delaware city: dover my interests: animorphs books video games i am a fan of poetry, and in this site, i will now put a collection of poetry that i have seen on this site. this is my own poem: the knife in my back, how could i relax?!? a lifeof despair, bloood everywher, can you not tell, that i've been through hell?!? what ever hapened to me?? i was never really happy. i was never abused, nor often amused, i write to get out, of this world and shout: What the heck happened to me-ee?!?! i was never really happy put you mind on the she;f, away from yourself, and everything else, its good to get out, and you can just shout: What the heck happened to me??? this one i fund from cotton_candy03: Fantasy…. Fantasy is growing strong Never right Never wrong Always scaring me to death Even when I took my first breath. Looking here and looking there Wind is blowing through my hair Flying straight over the sea Unknown voices calling me I can see the fantasy It can often frighten me As I’m dreaming in my sleep Usually can make me weep As the people stare at me I don’t know what they can see A girl was on a shopping spree She started to flee Straight towards me She asked me were I got my wings I said I’ve always had these things When I wake up Around midnight I start to sob I start to cry I wonder why I have this life The pain inside stings like a knife I’m dreaming, dreaming what I think My life is dark and black like ink When I pray to god at night I ask him why I have this life I can see the fantasy I can see the fantasy I can see the fantasy I can see the fantasy! spirits455's work of art: Rain Spilt, splat, drip drop Tiny drops of rain fall……. Rain cloud come my way Rain cloud come Rain cloud don’t leave me Rain cloud all dark and gloomy; but all bright and sunny Rain cloud make the rain fall down Rain falls down all drippity drop Rain falls down; all around You can’t stop its ways Rain falls all around you Rain falls so swift and smooth like Rain falls, tiny but strong like Rain falls…you can’t stop its ways Spilt, splat, drip drop Tiny drops of rain fall spirts455's other work of art: Forever A flower grows, while the wind blows The seeds while live forever The trees grow high, the clouds drift in It made its destiny to reach the sky; its spirit will live forever An animal give birth and so will another The cycle will live forever You can watch the flower die and live As you grow old and perish, your spirit will drift in the wind unnoticed Everything will live forever, if you give it a chance. by spirits455: Life and Death Alike The mountains will rise And the sun shines bright In the land of water and earth Animals will die Grasses will grow In the land that we all roam Every tree will die Every tree will live In the land of fire and wind Creatures will die And Creatures will live We all need to see Death is power Life is nature We all need to believe Life is power Death is nature We all need to understand Rivers will flood Oceans will dry We all need to take care Humans destroy Humans will help We all need to care Life goes in a straight line all around Death follows in its path While every man and women is born to die Life has no boundaries Death will conquer We all need to see from spirits455: Pretend You pretend to share my heart, to share my happiness to share all but sadness. You were there for me for all those rainy days when I was down. I dedicated part of my heart for you, part of my soul, part of life. But when you tell me the truth it explodes all in front of me. I cry over you, I cry over some idiot person half way across the globe, and I cry over a stupid friendship.. I lose all hope in trust and happiness, I lose all hope in you, I lose all hope in myself. I made this poem out of random, out of just boredom. I never thought I would have to look back at it, and say it’s true so many times. another by spirits455: Flames with Defeat You brought me down to the lowest level, you brought me down hard. You sentenced me to live life in eternity without you. There are two kinds of hearts; the living, and the broken. In the living you play no part. In the broken you play no more then a little sliver. But in that sliver a scratch or cut can make a big difference. Sometimes though, those cuts and scratches will heal. But you cut me deep, deep within the sliver, unable to heal. But now the broken has lost a sliver, a precious yet tiny thing. You hold me down with your cuts and bruises. For now I have the look at defeat, but in my eyes, and in that missing sliver; the flames are rising. spirits455's poem: Wind Far beyond the earth we know, something is happening. A tree breaks down. Dust flies every where. The birds loose their concentration and fly off course. Twigs, dust, sand, things of all kind fly in every direction. This strange gust of power and air is wind. Water spills, waves crash. The warm gust or tiny flow of the wind passes your hair and through your clothes. You feel the sudden warmth or the bone chilling teeth chattering feel. It flows past you through the leaves, the dust, and even the tiny cracks and holes of houses and windows and even rocks, even people. The strange gust of air is called wind; it flows through everything and passes everything in its pass. It has no boundaries and never will _goddess792_'s masterpiece: Bound I am a witch bound to the steak no one thinks i am a fake they are right but i cant help but frown, for theyre yelling 'Hereitic your going down!' Twigs are placed around my feet, all the town has come to meet they light a torch and throw it down the flames they start to spread around my feet are crisping black with pain this whole own has gone insain! Even though i am a witch, this pain is creating such a stich the blazes now have reached my chest its time that i be put to rest my fate had been decied but thier efforts must be ablided fate is cruel this is the end im fading...heavens send ryans: I feel the knife Peircing my skin Running slowly Runny deeply The soft tingle Of the trickle of blood Completing my need For pain The blood is coming More at a time The little trickle Has now bled more Wetting my arm With this warm Wet blood Trickles now form Branching off The pain is to enjoy Satisfy the hurt Of my heart Mending the harm Emotionally done Killing my hoped Defeating my dreams With one single Trickle of blood alisons: If I had one wish Would you make it come true? If I gave you a chance Would you give me one too? If you made a promise to me Would you keep your word? If I say I love you Would you be the one who heard? poohpotpie 78's poem: If i was a butterfly Would you set me free? If i sold my soul Would you buy it back for me? If i built a fire Would you guard the flames? If i said i loved you Would you do the same? clouded_gazes poem: Near to the door, He paused to stand, As he took his glass ring, Off her hand, All who were watching, Did not speak, As a silent tear, Ran down his cheek, And through his mind, The memorys ran, Of the moments they walked, And ran in the sand(hand in hand), But now her eyes were terribly cold, For he would never again have her hand to hold, They watched in silence, As he bent near, And whispered the words "I luv u", In her ear, He touched her face, And started to cry, As he put on his ring, And wanted to dye, Just then the wind began to blow, As they lowered her casket into the snow, This is what happens, To man alive, When friends let friends, Drink and drive!!! darcey's: Soldier As the eve of the festival approaches The soldiers march, mail-clad, Their numbers diminished, through battlefield. Their eyes are hollow, yet hold so much Fear, pain, and sorrow. Even the festival cannot brighten their spirits. Countless have fallen at the hands Of the enemy, and been avenged, But even death seems not to matter anymore to them. They are endlessly reliving all they Have seen, silently expressing their misery They don’t care that they might be next. All that matters to them now Is winning the fight, triumphing over their enemy, Destroying those who have destroyed them. goddesss_792's poem: Every misery of mine has binded I try to be glad, but that has been blinded My life is like an animal that has been put down Every time I think of the past, I cant help but frown. Oh happy dagger on the floor please do so avenge me After I do this mabye I will be free The time has come to rest my soul My life, its torn apart My consince has been stolen I think about it but i don't have a change of heart. It's time to go, to be set free, Oh Earth let me be The dagger rests upoun my chest I just put my self to rest, There is blood covering the floor Nobody rushes in the door, my body lays to rest. pyans work, frozen in time: I take a picture Frozen in time When it developes I see it all The way back Covered in white I see the truth I feel the bite Someone was there Someone hid Looking closer It becomes clear It is the one The one from my dreams He haunts them every night I sit there wondering How is it real The dream is there But I see it Frozen in time Which make me think Is it a dream Those nights I wait Scared to sleep It occurs to me now That this picture Tells me that this Haunter of D=dreams is real Following me Wherever I go It wants to take me Eat my soul I must wait Wait it out I can't avoid it I sit here Wondering When will it take me Away from it all As I stare at the Photograph Frozen In Time satens grip, by ryan: The pain the suffer Reaching out Pulling Closer in I move I try to run The grip is to hard I hear the voice Voice of death I try to block it out of my mind But now I find It's in my head I try to convince myself its just a dream but it seems so real I try to awake but I just can't I now know This dream is real The voice gets louder The pain more intense The hands gripping Tighter and Tighter I can't resist The dark red face Appears from the fog It speak with remorse With a deep Hating Voice it speaks It tells it is My time to go I try to get away Now gripping tighter It pulls me Pulls me into the fog I scream one last scream And try to run one last time... gone by the gun, by ryan: A gun in my hand Pointed to my head Cold sweat Pouring down my face My hands are like butter My legs are of jello I hold the trigger Ready to pull My hand starts shaking My legs start wobbling The fear of death It becomes real But alas The fear of life Is much greater than death My finger moves Pulling the trigger Drenched in swear I hear the shot Now I lay Lay on the floor Blood oozing from my head The pain so sore I try to beg Beg for my life No one can hear me But no one cares I am now gone Gone by the gun... syringe of pain, by ryan: Syringe of pain Needle of death Coming and stabbing The blood that leaks Death is near Death must follow Injecting this fluid Going in deep Burning the skin Peircing the veins Killing so fast The pleasure Stabbing Poking And Proding..... darceys poem, fear: Late at night, filled with fright Creeping through the dark and cold, Suddenly he sees a light As big as a star and as bright. "Come into the light" cries a voice filled with cruelty. Inside the light it is darker than before. Says the light, "You shall be no more!" Now he tries to escape but it holds him in his place. He fights to be free but the voice presses him into the earth.... In another world, Another place Curiosity kills another face. In the dark of night There stands a fright Surrounded by light. Do not enter his realm, For if you do you'll feel the bones of many crunch beneath your feet. And your days will be over. You will be separated from yourself And exist in a state of noncorporeality Only to feed a lost soul Who devours people whole And was cast into the shadows To dwell in hell eternally Deep is the darkest peace of the sea But not as deep as the world of fear And not as near. Now the one who dwells in fear Is stronger than the waves in storm And fiercer than lightning! He breaks free from his eternal prison. The lost souls float away. Many now hear the voice of they Who were foolish enough to enter the light. Hear their warning, Feel their fright. Gather together And fight for what is right! Still the demon tramples through the earth Safe from the pains of death and birth It wanders through the valleys and hills And empty holes it fills. Beware the darkness, An enemy greater than any other Waiting for the fools to march Into the cave of the dark. Beware my friend, for all should fear The fear that has crept upon this land. dark power, by ryan: A dark power A dark light Pulling me in Closer I go Falling now The dark The power The gleam The glow Taking me over Will it let go? I never will know Cause now its time my time to leave this planet go into darkness and die Forever...... kill me now, by ryan: I want to die Kill me now Burn me Sell my soul Out on the street Take the knife slice my wrist the pain is gone I am gone Darkness is here Overwhelming It pulls in my soul It feeds on it Feeds on the anger Misery Hate Kill me now Slash me Into tiny peices Devour me In a painful manner This hate is building End it now Just kill me Kill me now your fault, by ryan: I take a breathe And grab the knife Only wanting To end my life It seems too hard To carry on and cope I can't go on There is no hope I was put on this earth For no reason at all All I do Is contine to fall So this is the end Life has come to a halt I just want you to know That it's all your fault. dark demons, by ryan: Darkness Hatred All around Everyone is Evil Deadly Struggling to survive This world Filled with Misery Loss And Blackness Impossibilities Become possible The possible Die with dreams As you look Look for light You are stopped By the darkness The demons The anger builds Hatred comes They want your death To come near They hate you Decieve you Want your soul Ending this world For you Is there goal.... trapped, by ryan: I feel trapped In an endless cage of torture No one is there No one to care These bars are tight They hold me in They keep out love and happiness With only hatred within All the sadness all the hate this cage is its home It is my home too I live alone Not having love No one cares for me The hatred I feel Despair and sadness Swirling Twirling In this cage of doubt Will I ever be free I often ask Will the sun shine through these rust bars Will love come in Will the happiness appear Will this darkness be overcome with light? I am trapped perish in hell, by ryan: Death is following me Its dark black shadow It gets closer each day Waiting Until it will cover me My body My soul It watches for when I sleep And than it enters my head I see the death Sadness Hate And all I see is darkness The shadow of it all It never fades Anytime Anyday As when I look behind me And I see it lurking there I wish it could over take me Take me from this pain Defeat the world of suffer End all the misery | |