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Username:
jern.
Name:
Samael
Prince of darkness || Angel of d e a t h
Mael For short.
Gender:
Male
Poem:
I see not the beauty, nor deformity of the world,
I speak not, these words of |h a t e| nor love,
I wander winding roads, with no place to call home,
I am lost, but yet here I can be found.
D r i f t i n g through these shadows,
With nothing to see, and no pleasure to find,
Pain is the r o o t, yet nothing I can feel,
All can break me, but yet I cannot f a l l.
I search not for a purpose, nor for f a m e,
I walk far, but get no closer,
I have no f a t e, yet a destiny to be filled,
And I have a heart, but no feelings to be shown.
There is no lack of care, nor is there |h a t e| swelling,
it’s a mission needing to be filled,
Because I am the hero, that has no n a m e,
The citizen hero, that has no face.
I fight for all, but l i v e for none,
For to give it a l l, you must own not,
To be true, and just,
You must not be that of this m o r t a l.
I am angel, I am a prince, I am hero,
Not by b o d y, and not by heart,
Rather I am stone in and out,
Because to be not h u m a n…
You must be not at all.

Just because I'm unable to write you a letter,
It doesn't mean I will never love you any better.
My heart aches for you, but I know that this will never work out.
You probably don't even remember me,
But maybe I'll wait for you down by the sea.
I have been told your coat looks like the sea shells my father brought home.
But he's not even with us now,
and love is something my sensei would never allow.
I was always expected to be training at the temple until sundown.
Rain or shine,
I was out until the clock began to chime.
It was like that for most of my life.
I was also trained with a blindfold on,
but when they lifted it my sight was gone.
It took a long time to get used to only four senses.
However, I have been granted freedom for awhile,
and when I realized I could be with you more it made me smile.
But I have the feeling you don't see me that way.
I like you because you don't show pity,
Instead you'd comfort me by saying something witty.
You probably think nothing of it and go off with your friends.
I'm left alone and it's unbearing,
while the rest of the girls are glaring.
They can laugh and say there's no way I'd be with you.
But sometimes my heart says it's true,
that times like these are found far and few.
And maybe one of these days I'll perk up to say "I love you."
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