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Demon's Poetry Collection!

DemonKitten

Handler of Souls, Destroyer of Hearts

High and mighty

Proud to a T

But struck with a truth

Can I not be free

From the agonizing pain

That boils in my chest

Like spouts of lava

It overflows in a mess

A mess of emotions

I lack control

To feel such hatred

I loathe

If only myself

I hate my own weakness

But my body betrays me

Shakes and convulses

Desire for closure

But the door was slammed shut

I knocked for hours

Without any luck

Turned away in the rain

To suffer in agony

For a weak minded fool

That can’t even say why to me

The mind craves a reason

Detailed and true

The heart craves an apology

Heartfelt and pure

If only this was received

This one thing is all I need

So my life can move on

As if your just a shadow in the masses

But these emotions swell inside me

Bursting at the seams

Triggered by a mere image

Or words spoken in writing

Acidic, vile feelings that burn through my heart

I know it’s because I cared too much

I know it’s because I hurt

Even though I know the truth

Logic is pushed aside

Because the only solution is to talk

And I’ve tried and tried and tried

My pride is already broken

My heart, never repaired

So instead I’ll burn in rage

Every time you appear

Shall I hold my tongue

I always do

And smile to all but you

Until one day

You’re brave enough

To face the fear you grew

 

See through the broken glass


At the truth beyond the mask.



Lies, lies, lies



Liars that stare at their reflection



Blinded by a vain admiration



They do not see what harm they do



With words so hurtful and cruel



Liars do not care for the world around them



Selfish soulless deceivers drenched in sin.



Truth, truth, truth



A thing of the past



Just a figment that never last



Hurtful more so when it is hidden



Away from eyes so innocent



Truths do not exist



In the world you’re living in.



Oblivious, Oblivious, Oblivious



To all that is around you



Do you not see what they do?



A truth so far stretched it can only be a lie



A lie so lost in words, it can only be denied



But your mind hides the facts of this



And you choose to ignore what it is.



Lies, Truth, Oblivious



The mask you wear is a lie



The truth is what you deny



Oblivious to what shall happen



And yet you stay for nothing



You are an utter idiot



But that is irrelevant



For you are not mine to deal with



And for that, I can’t help it.

 

(A little different than normal)


Forced into another day



To work among the droids.



Forced to walk the same way



I walked the day before.



They’ve taken all my pencils



And not a single paper in sight



They say it’s for the best



Censorship is right.



My heart holds no joy



Until I hear stories of the past



When the only things censored



Were those words deemed bad



But I have no idea what that is



For everything is bad if it exist



Or at least in this world I live in.



I watched a man get killed



Burned with the book he carried



I can’t recall the title



But I believe it started with an H.



Anyway, he was hung in the street



They didn’t dare censor us from that



Saying it was a sin to read the pages



Of something like the past.



I sort of liked that man



But I don’t recall his name



He always spoke of paradise



And of a thing called freedom.



I think that’s one of those “bad” words



I hear the old man on the corner blab about



But I’m not sure because everything’s bad.



A young woman came to me today



Telling me about a “rebellion”



Is that like a party?



Parties are bad



Or at least that’s what they say



So I turn her away.



Walking that same route, I always do,



I hear a crunch underneath my foot.



A piece of Paper?!



I can’t help but stuff it in my jacket



And walk fast pace.



When I get home I read the words



It’s from that book that man got hung for.



I see the word Rebellion.



I see the word Freedom.



I decide to see that young woman tomorrow.



She read the page to me, in secret,



And told me what it means.



I like this story.



They remind me of my life



Except they seem to be fighting



To be free?



I want to be free



So when the woman asks again



I agree.



We rose up against “them” today.



I yelled the words “Freedom.”



It felt good on my tongue.



Shots were fired



But I clung to my piece of freedom.



I love this book.



I’m glad I rebelled.



As I am looking down at my greatest treasure



Red smudges the paper



I panic and cry.



I feel a little light.



Is this freedom?



I feel content…



Hugging my paper tight



I see that woman scream



I wonder why?



Doesn’t she feel like me?



I can’t wait to be free.



I hope it’s soon.



I’ll just close my eyes



And dream of a world within this book.



I’m sure I will wake up and see freedom.



Yea, that word is nice…




 





My first ever song, though I lack the ability to write music, only lyrics. If you didn't read the post in the Character Contest, this poem is based on a book I am writing on the Character Ashlyn. Ashlyn is made of poison and has lived thousands of years watching everyone she loves die. The only way to escape the pain is to seperate herself from the world forever or give the immunity to her poison to another, granting them eternal life which probably would only be done if she loved the person. Since she knows what eternal life feels like, Ashlyn does not wish to do that and would rather shoulder the pain herself. A big aspect of herself is that when her poison starts to seem vulnerable to being able to control or create an antidote, she goes through a painful process of rejuvenation where she dies and is reborn. IT takes her vocal cords first causing her screams to be muted during the painful process.

Shadows Dance around my feet


I hold so dearly so close to me



A silent creature in the night



Falling in and



Out of sight



Shall you scream



no one hears



The deathly cries



of one so near



I hold no heart



A soul to part



For I am Timeless dear


Monster cruel


Corrupted too



Look at me and you see it's true



Shadows grace the walls so close



Holding on to the ones I've lost



Shall you scream



No one will hear



My deathly wails



Though I'm so near



No heart encased



Soul is lost



For I am timeless dear





Dearest child, so small and alone


Shall you never know



The shadow's home



I'm trapped forever



to live a life



in which I'm timeless



Shall you scream



No one hears



The deathly cries



Of one so near



I have no heart



A soul did part



They made me timeless here

Left into a darkened state



To roam the world in an empty place



Shadows comforting in their wake



or I am alone I fear



Should I scream



No one can hear



My silent wails



For no one's near



My heart is dead



My soul escaped



For I am stuck in a timeless state
 

The creaking of my heart







The terror of my soul







Breathe out, ice leaves my throat







Evil intentions







Or innocent thoughts







Considered a monster







For something I sought







To rule the world







With good ideas in mind







To control the universe







All in wondrous time







But they cast me aside







A monster they say







Because I don’t believe







In their way.
















Hateful towards something different,







Cast aside for the looks not the same.







Of one blood, of one nature,







But seen as the monster.







Why am I the monster,







When you send people to die?







Why am I the monster,







When you sit on your thrown and dine?







Why am I the monster,







Just because you stay from the fight?







While I toss my full heart,







Into doing what I believe to be right
















Side by side







There are glass reflections







One of you, one of me







What do you see







But two of same natures







Two of perfect human decent







We are not different







But in ideas







Yet, you call me a monster







And I resent this







For, please if you may, look a little closer







Don’t you see the cracks







Of your own composure







The breaks in your smile







Reveal a crooked grin







And once colored eyes form black







Truth be told, we are all monsters






And you, sir, are one of the worst.

 

Never beg for mercy


Covered from head to toe in sin



Like blood it sits upon my skin.



There is mercy for what I’ve done



But yet, we hold our tongue.



Simple confessions from our darkened hearts



Like tar, it stains us for what we are.



We hope for forgiveness and weep for a way



Than why is it we never pray.



Fall from heavens grace, we do,



Like devils of a war so cruel.



Our wings are nothing but bits of wire



That hangs from our shoulders like caught on fire.



Frozen stiff in this shallow hell



Like a statue with a hollow shell.



Why do we do nothing as we burn



As if we think this is a lessoned learned.

 





See you in hell










Is that supposed to be a threat









For as you can see









We sort of reside in it




















This place we call earth









Is nothing more than an inferno









Full of human sins









What can be worse than this




















Threatening me all you must









Drag me to hell









I heard it’s pretty nice









This time of year




















Tell me I’m Satan’s child









A demon creation









Can’t be any worse









Than human damnation




















Don’t threaten me with hell









When you know not what it is









For all you know its paradise









Or we are living it




















How dare you play better









And damn people for eternity









Instead of damning you to hell









I wish you longevity









This idea of an inferno









I think we have misinterpreted









When in truth we are here









And humans deserve it




















So, asshole, damning us to hell









I have one thing to say









Welcome to the real hell









And I wish you a very long stay.



 





*Consider this an elegy*










Mournful sense of dread









No one’s truly dead









But still we mourn















With an elegiac look, she stepped









Closer to the edge of nowhere.









I watched her intensely,









As she whispered words of Misery.









How long had she faked it, a smile,









And all the while, I had watched her,









Yet, it never passed, a single concern,









That she was truly lonely.















Had I never took in to consideration,









Her slowly breaking heart;









Let her hide behind laughter,









And sweet cheerful remarks.









Could I not of took the time









To just ask her what’s wrong,









But no, I always remained,









Silently strong.















Out of pride, was it,









The reason I don’t move.









Because some hidden feeling of lose,









I stray away from you.









When all is over









And the days run cold,









My pride will be the only thing









Left to know.















What good is pride









Without reason?









Should I have got up









And plead then?









It was she,









That told me goodbye,









But perhaps it was I,









That brought forth that lie.















Her body’s cold









As the chilled wind hits.









Another step closer









And it all could end.









The desire to reach out chokes me,









But still I remain like a rock.









Though, I deserve it,









Why do I miss you so much?















Should I be all alone









And still it’s so cold.









Turning, just slightly,









I see watered eyes;









They break me to pieces









To the point I’ll die,















Yet, I remain,









Stubborn as ever,









And she walks off the edge









Against my endeavors.









After all that fighting









Not to give in,









I fall to my knees









And cry for nothing.















It’s all over









And I hurt terribly









Because I had to have pride,









Indefinitely?









Could I just of









Let it all go,









My selfish thoughts,









Let my hatred fold?















All I hated









Was my eternal love,









And, still, it









Wasn’t enough.









Loving her still,









Yet, she’s gone









And I was wrong,









All along.















With a look so solemn,









She disappeared,









And with her death









Awoke all my FEARS.



 
Cryptic words of a past not clear

In which it seems the truth I fear






I know what was spoken but cannot accept






What lies, I wish I could forget






Do not open your mind, oh so I beg






If I realize the facts that lay ahead






Is my past just a figment of a life of fiction






What seemed so real now insignificant






God in which I have had no faith






Tell me that this is all a fake






I know I have done wrong, fallen from your grace






Does my birth make it so it is too late






Am I of evil origin






Am I soulless and corrupted






Does my heart reside in a pitch black hole






Do I even hold one that is not icy cold






Oh, how I fear what has been spoken






Finally it has slowly soaked in






This is what I have always known






Why I am so cold and all alone






This is why I am Soulless

 
Green eyes like emerald gold, which shines with an icy cold












Her hair flowed like a ravens wings, holding the blackest of nights












Soul so lost and alone, like a frantic stray cat,












And within her heart she holds the most pitiful of thoughts

















She fears the voices in her mind that scream like terrible banshees












And her eyes, oh, does she hide, from her lies of complete sanity












Her mind was like a locked cage with shadows of frightful creatures












Yet her smile held such innocence, the innocence that she was free.

















Realize, my faithful love; you are but a trapped dove.












Your wings are clipped, so you see, that’s it












You have no way to be free












I’m sorry my dark snow white












Your stuck in your make shift light












Never to see the sun of a one true love












And feel of true delight.

















She was the darkest little girl with a smile full of love,












But I watched her cry,












I watched her fall












And I let her destroy the world….

 





(Quick summary of the Tempest)



Tempt me with your ideas








Of love at first sight







Tell me stories







Of a tempest night







Draw upon a thought







Of how it should end







Make others suffer







For one man’s plan
















Play God on an island







Once ruled by a witch







Inform me of a life







Of solitude without sin







Show how treacherous







Family can be







And whisper tales of







Slavery
















Talk about a creature







With looks to fright







A bi-gender spirit







With hope and might







Perhaps, of brothers







With greed of rule







Or of a son







That is a love sick fool
















Then end the story







With a bow







As if you wrote it







And it was all planed out







As they sail







Across to leave







So never to return







To the tempest seas



 
Would you like feedback? Following a recent outburst by a member who doesn't appreciate my efforts to help people improve, I've decided to ask before opening my mouth.
 
@Grey lol, you are welcome to give me feedback. I know some aren't the greatest due to trying other structures, but ways to improve are always welcome. I think I read where that happened. While thing made me cringe
 
Isolated beauty cast aside




They say beware




temptress of the snake




poisonous skank




but beautiful




all the same.






Entranced by something sinister




that's what they believe




because I can't breath




Take my eyes away from sun kissed skin




away from light cracked lips




caressed by her tongue so wet.






Perhaps it is something mystical




that traps my heart




cry's when she's hurt




that defends every gaze




her touch, a sway





a flick of fire burned hair.






Poison graces




tainted kisses




sad eyes look towards me




to love, to cherish




beauty




so venomous.

 

I think I should continue on this one, but it was a quick jot down.


A mere demon with eyes of red



Tempting the world



To fall instead



Of living in this rotten place



Where disaster is your saving grace



Why not come along with me



To see a place beyond disease



Somewhere where one is cherished



By a demon that's slightly hellish



Love expressed in different views



Expressing mine through torturous cues



Is it so wrong for one to desire



A permanent scar that never expires



Can you trust a demon with fur of red



With your heart as well as your head



To love you unconditionally with a slight clause



Being your pain will be my resolve

 

If you ever want me to explain a poem to you feel free to ask. I try and make most pretty easy to pull ideas from.


Reaching, grasping, begging this not to be true,



One minute you were there, now you’ve slipped from view.



Holding so tightly that petite, fragile wrist,



While it slipped, slipped, slipped.



Trying to gain back what has been lost,



As I throw my hand into nothingness, I knew the cause.



It was my fault that you fell into the depths.



It’s my fault you aren’t here and yet,



I still reach, grasp, and beg-



To see that cute little face pop from beyond the dead.



Desiring to hold your adorable hand in mine,



And not let it slip away in time.



Oh help me lord, for I have sinned,



Might as well killed an innocent,



But you just slipped, slipped, slipped-



Right out of my hand and into the pitch-



Of darkness, covered in unknown.



Such, sweetness, with clear blue-green eyes like sea foam-



Crying for me with pitiful sobs as you wailed parting untouched lips.



Barely alive before death took those lips in a kiss-



Ending a fragile life just like this.



It is my fault because I couldn’t hold on.



I am to blame for I watched you slip, slip, slip away,



And I hate myself everyday.

 
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when I watch her leave


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Drizzle.


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a slight drop of water


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Gone.


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Just like that


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she vanished and I the cause


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Concrete.


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Still I hear the sound


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of her heels as they pound


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Defeat.


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Is that what this is


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How ridiculous


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Memory.


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A picture in a fading-tone


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an image of being all alone


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Over.


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Her and I as the water stops


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a painful reminder of what I've lost


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(A different style)

Always wondered what acid was like to try

As your tongue curses at me and tells me to die

Never broke a bone, but always wondered

Until you told me you never loved me and my heart splintered

Thought about taking steel to my wrist

Then you stopped answering my calls so I tried something different

Imagined jumping from the roof of my house

Yet the door slammed in my face and I was kicked out

Considered a noose to my neck

But I was too short and it wouldn’t fit

Believed I would never hurt

Couldn’t imagine you would be my curse​
 

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Deep beneath the water lays

my hopes and wishes that washed away

buried far into the newly formed sea

my loved ones await for me

Drifting above, yet still below

as I leave in waste my fears and woes

The only hope that lives inside

is this fear that I may not die

White petals lay to waste

the emptiness that dines in haste

But soon I shall be alone

that is a destiny I can't postpone

Wooden boards keep me dry

but still water touches my thigh

The only hope that I desire

Is for my life to expire

Deep beneath this liquid hell

resides a city I knew so well

Diving in I take a deep breath

floating alongside petals to death​
 

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(@Kanra23, Sorry I got a little too passionate when writing it so it might be a tad intense)

Sometimes I like to imagine

a time in the past

Where I was just a child

Life was a blast

As I sit on a swing set

slightly frightened of heights

I felt like I could conquer the world

But that wasn’t quite right

Because now the only thing I can conquer

Is a moment of peace in my head

Before the voices get louder

And make me wish I was dead

But I have to push through

I have to just stop

Convince myself I’m ALIVE

And that it isn’t worth the cost

Though I know all those truths

And I understand the toll

The words don’t seem to reach me

There is just too big of a hole

If only I could return to that time

Where “how high” was the only fear

And the thought of dying

Was never there

Instead I cry in a shower

all alone

Blaring music to drowned

out my soul

As if I still have one

after the thoughts I’ve brought

Yet I cling to the walls

with the agony I sought

And I scream out the lyrics

of terrible songs

To forget my anxiety

that yells on

This shadowy feeling

I know it will stop





But it will also return

It always does

And when it comes back

I know I will pay

To keep on living

Just one more day.​
 
Right, I promised you feedback ages ago, and now I'm going to start actually giving it. I'll start with the first posted and the last posted, to see the difference between then and now, so to speak.

DemonKitten said:

High and mighty

Proud to a T

But struck with a truth

Can I not be free

From the agonizing pain

That boils in my chest

Like spouts of lava

It overflows in a mess

A mess of emotions

I lack control

To feel such hatred

I loathe

If only myself

I hate my own weakness

But my body betrays me

Shakes and convulses

Desire for closure

But the door was slammed shut

I knocked for hours

Without any luck

Turned away in the rain

To suffer in agony

For a weak minded fool

That can’t even say why to me

The mind craves a reason

Detailed and true

The heart craves an apology

Heartfelt and pure

If only this was received

This one thing is all I need

So my life can move on

As if your just a shadow in the masses

But these emotions swell inside me

Bursting at the seams

Triggered by a mere image

Or words spoken in writing

Acidic, vile feelings that burn through my heart

I know it’s because I cared too much

I know it’s because I hurt

Even though I know the truth

Logic is pushed aside

Because the only solution is to talk

And I’ve tried and tried and tried

My pride is already broken

My heart, never repaired

So instead I’ll burn in rage

Every time you appear

Shall I hold my tongue

I always do

And smile to all but you

Until one day

You’re brave enough

To face the fear you grew

Structurally, I hate it. The huge gaps between lines destroy all rhythm and make it uncomfortable to read in a way that doesn't serve the theme. Speaking of the theme, it's pretty opaque but the reader can make reasonable guesses, and some things don't need to be stated outright. That said, there's no real metre and a weak rhyme, so combined with the poor word choice and meandering length it gets more confusing and ranty than anything. Basically, this is one I'd suggest rewriting entirely, you know?

DemonKitten said:

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(@Kanra23, Sorry I got a little too passionate when writing it so it might be a tad intense)

Sometimes I like to imagine

a time in the past

Where I was just a child

Life was a blast

As I sit on a swing set

slightly frightened of heights

I felt like I could conquer the world

But that wasn’t quite right

Because now the only thing I can conquer

Is a moment of peace in my head

Before the voices get louder

And make me wish I was dead

But I have to push through

I have to just stop

Convince myself I’m ALIVE

And that it isn’t worth the cost

Though I know all those truths

And I understand the toll

The words don’t seem to reach me

There is just too big of a hole

If only I could return to that time

Where “how high” was the only fear

And the thought of dying

Was never there

Instead I cry in a shower

all alone

Blaring music to drowned

out my soul

As if I still have one

after the thoughts I’ve brought

Yet I cling to the walls

with the agony I sought

And I scream out the lyrics

of terrible songs

To forget my anxiety

that yells on

This shadowy feeling

I know it will stop





But it will also return

It always does

And when it comes back

I know I will pay

To keep on living

Just one more day.​
Thematically I'm right there with you. I know that feeling. The rhyme is more consistent than that first one, but the lack of any punctuation and the big gaps once again hurt the whole thing. I'm glad you keep practicing! You've got potential.

DemonKitten said:

If you ever want me to explain a poem to you feel free to ask. I try and make most pretty easy to pull ideas from.


Reaching, grasping, begging this not to be true,



One minute you were there, now you’ve slipped from view.



Holding so tightly that petite, fragile wrist,



While it slipped, slipped, slipped.



Trying to gain back what has been lost,



As I throw my hand into nothingness, I knew the cause.



It was my fault that you fell into the depths.



It’s my fault you aren’t here and yet,



I still reach, grasp, and beg-



To see that cute little face pop from beyond the dead.



Desiring to hold your adorable hand in mine,



And not let it slip away in time.



Oh help me lord, for I have sinned,



Might as well killed an innocent,



But you just slipped, slipped, slipped-



Right out of my hand and into the pitch-



Of darkness, covered in unknown.



Such, sweetness, with clear blue-green eyes like sea foam-



Crying for me with pitiful sobs as you wailed parting untouched lips.



Barely alive before death took those lips in a kiss-



Ending a fragile life just like this.



It is my fault because I couldn’t hold on.



I am to blame for I watched you slip, slip, slip away,



And I hate myself everyday.

And here's a good example of that potential. Your subject matter is always intensely personal, and I can see you draw a lot from that. This one quite possibly your current high point the work here; it flows nicely, it's got the closest to a solid structure free verse can do, the repetition is well deployed. I think you overuse adjectives a bit, especially in the otherwise great penultimate stanza, but good work!


I'll likely get to the rest - if this was in any way helpful?
 
Grey said:
Right, I promised you feedback ages ago, and now I'm going to start actually giving it. I'll start with the first posted and the last posted, to see the difference between then and now, so to speak.
Structurally, I hate it. The huge gaps between lines destroy all rhythm and make it uncomfortable to read in a way that doesn't serve the theme. Speaking of the theme, it's pretty opaque but the reader can make reasonable guesses, and some things don't need to be stated outright. That said, there's no real metre and a weak rhyme, so combined with the poor word choice and meandering length it gets more confusing and ranty than anything. Basically, this is one I'd suggest rewriting entirely, you know?


Thematically I'm right there with you. I know that feeling. The rhyme is more consistent than that first one, but the lack of any punctuation and the big gaps once again hurt the whole thing. I'm glad you keep practicing! You've got potential.


And here's a good example of that potential. Your subject matter is always intensely personal, and I can see you draw a lot from that. This one quite possibly your current high point the work here; it flows nicely, it's got the closest to a solid structure free verse can do, the repetition is well deployed. I think you overuse adjectives a bit, especially in the otherwise great penultimate stanza, but good work!


I'll likely get to the rest - if this was in any way helpful?
I believe I get what your saying about the other two. I will attempt to add more punctuations to things and seperate them into stanzas more often. Some I tend to write as a rant in a way
 

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