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Comment by Sophie Cromwell/Mistress of the Storm Riders on July 26, 2009 at 7:38pm

here is a poem let me know what ya'll think. this is based on my past.

The Abduction of Kate

The abduction of Kate happened on a mid summer day,
it happened when she was playing,
a car pulled up and pushed her in,
she was too weak to defend.

the abduction of Kate happened on a Monday afternoon,
in the blink of an eye it happened so soon,
she fought and fought as hard as she could,
but they took her where she stood.

the abduction of Kate was scary as hell,
poor sweet Kate tried to rebel,
they taped her mouth and bound her hands,
they called her family and made their demands.

the abduction of Kate got the neighborhood involved,
they were mad as hell and wanted it resolved,
the cops had no clues of where to look,
as poor sweet Kate they took.

the abduction of Kate was a classic case,
Her life was threatened and was not a waste,
search and search they finally found her,
all of the details were a blur.

the abduction of Kate was such an ordeal,
it seemed more of a fantasy than real,
when she came back to us she was not the same Kate,
because she had been beaten up and raped.

Comment by Shadow/Light SilverBlood on July 11, 2009 at 8:42am

Sorry for the multiple posts I was fliping thrue my book of poems and I thought I should share.

Comment by Shadow/Light SilverBlood on July 11, 2009 at 8:41am

Everything that begins ends.
Do you want your quest to end
if not then why begin?
But if you want something to end
First it must begin.
If you want to find the end then
You must find the begining.
This is the end of "The End"
Do not go back to the begining.

Comment by Shadow/Light SilverBlood on July 11, 2009 at 8:37am

I cut to bleed
I bleed to feal
I feal to need
So I need to cut
I need to bleed
To know that I'm alive
Tobleed is to feal
To feal is to live
To live is to be
I want to need
I need to be
So in the end I need to bleed
So in the end I bleed to live
I bleed to live
I live to be.

Comment by CodyDoll on May 23, 2009 at 5:29pm

I haven't be on here but I have made a few new poems....

Hope you guys don't give up!

Comment by Bellia Arian Ellemanae on April 5, 2009 at 6:55am

my poems are in my blog for those of you who wish to look! comments are welcome XD

Blessed be!

Comment by Sophie Cromwell/Mistress of the Storm Riders on February 8, 2009 at 6:09am

The Hunting Party

the hunting party was formed that day,
when you left me to go hunting and were led astray,
the hunting party was made up of all of your friends,
they started out searching where they thought you had been.

the hunting party had been searching all day and night,
but something to me didn't seem quite right,
the hunting party wanted to call off the search,
but that would have left me in a learch.

the hunting party assured me that they would keep looking,
they made me go home to rest but instead i started cooking,
the hunting party continued their frantic tracking,
but no matter what they did; it still seemed to be lacking.

the hunting party came to the house to help me cope,
when all but a few had given up hope,
the hunting party that had continued the search brought me the news,
i ran to the door and all i saw was you.

the hunting party moved out of my way,
as i threw my arms around you and started to pray,
the hunting party was trying to tell me the tale,
of what had happened and how you fell.

the hunting party made sure we were both okay,
as i broke down and cried and my true feelings i had to convey,
the hunting party left and we were finally alone,
i held you tight and whispered "baby, i'm so glad you're home".

by sophie cromwell 8/13/08

Comment by Sophie Cromwell/Mistress of the Storm Riders on February 2, 2009 at 7:41am

i love your poetry lotus blossom. it's very deep and hits me in my gut

Comment by LotusBlossom on February 2, 2009 at 2:56am

that (below) is one I recently wrote called "my lullaby" that is also in my blog.

Comment by LotusBlossom on February 2, 2009 at 2:55am

The hymn of clashing blade,
the chourus of streaming blood,
the melody that they all fer
I'd sing them if I could.

The psalm of crushing bones,
the rythm of raging fire,
all of them red as the rose
I'll store them in its briar.

My lullaby, sweet lullaby
pull me tward my rest.
Keep me in your warm embrase
the fear and terror nest.

Destruction of the changing,
collisions of the olde,
all of these, this frightening symphony
will sheild me from the cold.

You'll say that I am evil,
I may have lost my soul,
At least I feel alive now
in what is already fortold.

This is one I wrote that is also in my blog.

My lullaby, sweet lullaby
pull me tward my rest.
Keep me in your warm embrace
the fear and terror nest.

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