-=Beastful Bliss=-, |=|Mark of a Poetic Pathetic|=|

[jburden]

" Blane Way"
Stars shine,
Tears settle,
Upon the ground, that is never summer,
Where everything is cold, like in winter,
And none cares, of the sorrow,
Hold on, hold tight, its a ride, you always take,
Live free, to yourself, and nothing can, break the connection,
Try healing, from the dark wave, floating in the air, its always the same,
Stars shine,
Tears settle,
Lets think about, the unequal riddle,
Solve on, and never forget,
It’s your life, and not his.

[jburden]

“Why does life hurt?”

Life is like a package in a box, ready to be open, ready to be hearted, but since you never know what it is to reveal, instead of opening it, we try to figure out what is inside.

Over time, we take piece by piece off, each time getting closer, the secrets in the package, then their comes the day, that we fully open it, but then our time here, has ended too unsurely.

On the way to opening the package, we may cut a finger, we may do something we don’t want to do while thinking, and it build on the present inside, and depending on what you did to it, when it is revealed, you will see what the shape is from what you did to it.

Apply to life and what you get, you get your life, you get a flashback, you remember revealing your life as you grow up, and all the pain that consumed you, and all the joy that wasted you, then you hurt yourself, then you cry, but then you are happy, there is no way to die, but when you get old, all the time has passed, its your time to go, its your time at last, and your remember the times, you did something wrong, all the decision you made, before moving on, and the package within, represents how your life turned out, was it in perfect shape, or was it beat up?

[jburden]

"Love to wed"

To tryst there where roads meet,
To yell there where they meet,
To call there where hugs meet,
On red heart mourning white and with peace,

For hope that nothing lurks beyond,
For courage that nothing scares beyond,
For love that nothing breaks beyond
On red heart noon, littered with flowers of greeting,

Get surprised with ends that place,
Get joyful with ends with place,
Get glory with ends for place,
On red heart darkness carpet day beauty queen.

[jburden]

"Lifen"

Distant from the never ending life that never dies,
Too close to the hell that sets me alight,
Consumed by the story of my life,
Too destroyed by my power rotting height,
And never again will I see much more.

Again I fought the evil being bidding,
Again I am blind and can't see where I'm going,
Again I am down in the never ending blackness,
Again I have no might to fight the screams within,
And never again will I see much more.

I feel Pity and Decay paying at me again,
It's so faithless that I don't believe in myself,
It is a fact that I never can be myself,
Forth Bidding the Corruption that is within myself,
And never again will I see much more.

One spark set alight can change this never ending Cloudiness,
One small little light can make me see again,
One Hope can lift me to fight against the Dark again,
One Love I am hoping will save me from this Contracting Hiding within,
And then I see a new life await.

[jburden]

“Controlled Soulless”-CJB Poet
Lost within myself I live,
Not knowing who I am I dig,
Unseeing is all who is but me,
I see too much for the living to believe,

Parted from myself in two,
Cut in pieces from the likes of you,
Consumed by your overwhelming power of hate,
Fighting back hindering decay,

Despaired from the hopes of the past,
Hiding from the shadows outlast,
Blind from the shadows binding,
Flirting with the Devil’s play strings,

Divine against some thoughts of new,
Keeping to myself, I do,
Soulless is the theme of this,
No need to live this hiss,

Soulless is how I live,
Soulless is how I bid,
Soulless is what I became,
Soulless is the rhyme of the game,

Trapped in this prison of hell,
Desperate to see that no one tells,
Help I can’t get but within,
But its locked so I stay a sin,

I fly like the ravens that eat my flesh,
Can’t go high so I dropped down again,
Yet when I return to the earth beneath,
I instead hit the bottomless hole I fleet,

And I fall forever more into darkness,
Against the current of the horror that heightens,
No one will survive all but me,
Soulless is the theme of this,
No need to live this hiss,

Soulless is how I live,
Soulless is how I bid,
Soulless is what I became,
Soulless is the rhyme of the game,

Why is it I who survives this being,
Consumed by the Devil’s whims bleeding,
Desperate for a way out of heeding,
Despaired no less I’m feeling,

And I survive this current of darkness yet last,
First is me dying from my decaying flesh,
Raven is eating away Mercy’s kings,
Play strings are controlling me,

Only way to survive is not live but dead,
If I live, I will die from the impact within,
Soulless is the theme of this,
No need to live this hiss,

Soulless is how I live,
Soulless is how I bid,
Soulless is what I became,
Soulless is the rhyme of the game,

Behind the curtains of my body,
I hid from all who are lying,
Fighting back what I can’t take,
Enough within to bait the hate,

Hiding until someone releases me,
Power I have none fighting for me,
Soulless is the theme if this,
No need to live this hiss,

Soulless is how I survive,
Soulless is what drives me by,
Soulless becomes Soul then I die,
Soulless will be me until I truly die.

[jburden]

All post above are poems in my "depression" period, therefore some may sound ok,lame, idiotic, cool, beatiful, whatever.

The whole nine yards.

Need comments, critizing, and whatever to know about them since many did not say anything much of them.


^^

[Sin]

Hm, there all pretty good. You need some work on your puncutation. Like on the first one Blane Way, and the final one. Why does life hurt is kinda confusing but it's good.

[CodyRyans]

need to edit most of them....new words, spell check...grammer...and sorts.

Will see if I can find more...or make more.

thanks for comments.