| omegametaknight () wrote, @ 2004-10-11 15:40:00 |
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OH DEAR LORD, OMK WRITES POETRY?!
Yes, that he does, crazy voice in my head. Here are a few of my SAMPLINGS...well...two...but...deal with it.
The first one is one about my main Dark Lord Knight Almighty Darkness Death...Dude...Dark Knight named Garth Cervantes Bloodbane II, which most of you know as OmegaMetaKnight...mainly because those accursed Elders turned him into that when I joined KRR...so...KRR actually attributed to my never ending story about Garth, though if it ever becomes a book I will have to tweak that muchly.
Approach of the Dark One
The air goes deathly still,
Then arises a sudden chill,
Erie chimes are heard in a flare,
As shadows and ice crystals fill the air.
The sun fades to moon,
The Dark One will surely arrive soon,
Dark magic lances from the ground,
Demons are seen-excitedly flying 'round,
Slowly his dark shadow rises,
The darkness holding many surprises.
The Crimson Moon flares with fear,
The Dark One is surely very near,
All of the trees wilt and die,
As lightning flies down from the sky,
His demonic shadow slowly takes form,
And from the darkness he is born,
His horned helm-a visor that does not rise,
It heartlessly veils his burning crimson eyes,
Raven Black armour covers him,
Around his form even the brightest light goes dim.
And here he stands-looming over us all,
His one Quest? To make the Light fall...
And the next one was written during a time of deep depression and some erm...girl troubles...not actually being torn between two of them, but actually trying to get one and erm...being too nerveous and crap to even attempt that. >>;
Dark Hearted
While I walk amongst the desolate trees in the dark morning,
I often reflect upon the swirling Abyss that is my own mind,
I plunge into the cold darkness and find many things,
Sin,
Despair,
Hatred,
Malice,
All of these horrendous things and more, everything and anything but one thing,
Love,
Who's warmth I shall never feel in my dark keep,
Who's passion I will never feel burn within my ice-cold veins,
And though I continue to search through the darkness,
Love is not to be found,
Even as I discover my heart,
A burst of ice cold air washes over me,
And I look upon my heart,
What little light surrounds it is dimmed,
The wretched thing throbs and writhes,
A thin layer of frost just barely visible on its black surface,
And that is when I uncovered the truth,
When I discovered,
I would remain alone,
Because I am Dark Hearted,
I would forever remain unloved,
Because I am Dark Hearted
And forever shall I remain, cold, in the darkness, and...
Dark Hearted...
COMMENT OR SUFFER...even if you've already seen them.