Rheyne
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Ah what a sad memory. But I'm sure he's happy to still be with her instead of trapped away from her, right? ^_^
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Entrancing Depression,
Oh how you feed me!
A light was fading,
but I look around and I
look up and down..
Nothing.
Nothing.
Suppression, aggression..
Crawling through each crack.
Stillness once ran through my mind.
Stand!
Stand!
I will not, I will not
Pacify
Surrender
Obliterate!
There, beyond the sands,
Stopped in the night!
Camped for, waiting for nothing once,
Twice,
Can't feel my heartbeat!
For lack of...that word that won't come...
Sacrifice breeds sorrow!
Stepping down the roads of shadow,
Release the fates and let the dawn in.
But this headache!
Crippling doubt, crippling sorrow.
Crippled bodies struggle through
Those fire sandy dunes!
The ocean...the sea...
My plea for deliverance goes unheard and
the comfort...the standstill...
Drops of solace trickle cold
Dancing through my veins..
The crystal pain of
NUMB!
NUMB!
WHY CAN'T I FEEL?
It procreates, the spider of obsession.
Stops me from living,
Breathing,
Sight.
I am insane!
I am mother Earth...
Sister Death
You are no solution.
This one taps into another dimension of self...
It is sort of strange isn't it? But I kind of like it..to me it represents a soldier or a warrior in some kind of battle slipping in and out of consciousness, trying to find the will to keep moving and not give in.
Although poetry is supposed to be taken many ways right? Could be about a trip to Mcdonalds, you never know. ^_-
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The Moment of death captured in poem until the Ascension to the gates of heaven. The passing through the wall between life and death.
What else can I say Shakespeare, Poe and many more did not said on this matter of passing on to heaven, for the old Nick must be surely brought his place a level up.
:ohmy: :wallbash:
Oh No! This would be a cruel teasing joke played on me!
Now don't tell me this is all about Lasagna!
For this oral pleasure of Italian food, I tell ya!
"It is worth to stay alive for a that."
:woot: :wink:
Oh EVERYTHING is about lasagna no? ^_^
"What else can I say Shakespeare, Poe and many more did not said on this matter of passing on to heaven, for the old Nick must be surely brought his place a level up."
I must say I'm a little lost in translation as to what you mean with that. o_0
Hmm. I can't figure it out lol. Could you explain a little bit?
Btw, epic poem about lasagna, it made me laugh! ^_^
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As I went about my day,
Death stalked behind me.
Upon my waking walk in a stupor,
Incantations sprung to mind.
But no amount of blubber
Dispersed the gloomy clutter!
Retreating to a wall,
Behind the church and full of
Superstition, Alas!
I heard the bells as they tolled!
I watched from below,
And the Earth faded from view.
Adieu! Adieu!
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Wow. This is very descriptive writing and it draws me in. Wonderful introduction to a story I am already excited to delve into! ^_^ Great job!
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Entrancing Depression,
Oh how you feed me!
A light was fading,
but I look around and I
look up and down..
Nothing.
Nothing.
Suppression, aggression..
Crawling through each crack.
Stillness once ran through my mind.
Stand!
Stand!
I will not, I will not
Pacify
Surrender
Obliterate!
There, beyond the sands,
Stopped in the night!
Camped for, waiting for nothing once,
Twice,
Can't feel my heartbeat!
For lack of...that word that won't come...
Sacrifice breeds sorrow!
Stepping down the roads of shadow,
Release the fates and let the dawn in.
But this headache!
Crippling doubt, crippling sorrow.
Crippled bodies struggle through
Those fire sandy dunes!
The ocean...the sea...
My plea for deliverance goes unheard and
the comfort...the standstill...
Drops of solace trickle cold
Dancing through my veins..
The crystal pain of
NUMB!
NUMB!
WHY CAN'T I FEEL?
It procreates, the spider of obsession.
Stops me from living,
Breathing,
Sight.
I am insane!
I am mother Earth...
Sister Death
You are no solution.
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Haha! Lured by gold, aren't we all? I want about...56 more chapters k? Really, it's awesome stuff. You write very well and include suspense, mystery and humor. It's great. More please!!
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The day.
Sleeping.. in her arms,
Catch your breath. Stop.
Night air.
Frozen to the bone, chilled
Stand alone and find...
Winter.
Open all your fears, to face
Soft and latent regret.
First glance.
She is solid,
Eyes blue pools.
Sleeping.. in your arms
Very touching. This is the heart of a poet.
::blush:: Thank you very much. I'm so glad it gave you a nice response. This poem was written in Ommwriter, it's this program that I think is still in beta..anyway. There are really relaxing sounds against a simple background with a calming scene. Makes it very easy to be inspired, as I am one of those people that thinks a blank page is sad until filled with thoughts or stories or pictures. ^_^
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FRESH BLOOD! *chomp* :devil:
welcome
NOM NOM!!
Ah. Good meal. ^_-
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Welcome to the Nexus, Rheyne. It's a big place, but it's cozy. Take a seat; have some coffee. Kick off your shoes and enjoy the company.
-Oh, and don't be scared if calliton tries to bite you. That's just his way of saying hello. :)
I've been known to bite back. ^_-
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When I respond to a poem, the response is of the moment. Every different moment brings a different response, which is how it needs to be.
Interpretation is personal and the link between the poet and the poem reader is always special, fleeting perhaps with every reading.
To pretend total understanding of any poet or poem is a kind of arrogance both unneeded and unwanted by most.
We have all been confronted by the arrogance of the so called poetry expert, the critic who behaves as if his or her interpretation is the only valid one.
The worst one of these can be in our own heads.
Let them all go.
I definitely tend to be my own worst critic, sometimes crippling myself before I even get started. I've improved, however, and now I can accept compliments and CONSTRUCTIVE criticism well. If someone just says "Your work is sub par and you have no future," I feel it pretty hard. Still working on that. ^_^ Thank you for the good advice, my friend.
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I think, I'm not welcome any more.
Why do you say that?? I appreciate your words and understand what you meant...it was to be a compliment and I took it as such. Don't be sad! :/
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It can be read in more than one way and thous Interpreted. So it is a mirror to the soul of the reader. I like poems that do exactly that.
Thanks very much! :) I have an emotional attachment to any art I make...which can be good and horrible, haha!
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A longing for something? A desire?
I took this poem as a statement of a need, a state of being.
Very excellent! :thumbsup:
Not sure...I just kind of opened up a post and let it flow you know? I'm feeling a bit down, not sure why. Figured writing it out would help. I do feel a bit better now..thank you for your kind compliment! *^_^*
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Would you heal these shaking bones?
Take away my idle threats,
And from them help me grow?
Free my heart from iron chains.
Scrub the blood and fly away,
Mend these aching thoughts and
Watch me.
I collapse my veins.
Wouldn't you shake me?
Wouldn't you wake me?
I'm breaking in my sleep.
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Biggest attraction is free roaming. I could spend all day adventuring for no other purpose than to find a place I didn't know existed in the game and be happy!
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Heya, name's none of your business. <.< JK, I'm David, but only the people who know me well call me by my first name. I am a RolePlayer and a long-time fan of the Elder Scrolls series. I haven't played all of the games but it started when I played Morrowind. I loved Morrowind but of course, Oblivion came out and though it was good too, it wasn't as good.
I'm a novice at writing and haven't published any works of literature. >.< And literary agents ignore me.
I'm 17, and I dwell forums a lot in search of entertainment.
Erm...I guess that's all I've gotta say. xD So, yeah.......awkward silence begins...now.
Hi! :) Morrowind is quite the epic game. I am playing it on and off (Dragon Age is also quite good) myself. Are you wanting to be an author?
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Bit of a generic thread title, innit? Yeah, no one ever accused me of being the most creative individual when it comes to naming things, though at times, I admit to coming up with some pretty good titles. Anywhom, I'm new to modding. Really new. Haven't even started to, so any questions I may have, and I do have some, will probably come across as stupid to more experienced modders. And so far, I have really only two questions. First, are there any real limitations to the amount of mods a person can apply to a game? I mean, I know the specs of the computer itself bear heavily on how well the mods actually run, but is it possible to have so much modding that the game just plain doesn't play? And second, do modders on this site require compensation for their work?
For anybody who may want to know, I am in fact a lifelong gamer, having started with Super Mario Bros. at the age of 3 back in 1989. Since then, I've gone on to play many games, including The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion and Dragon Age: Origins. It should be noted that I am actually somewhat computer gaming-phobic when it comes to games that weren't designed specifically to be played on a computer over the internet (read browser-based games like Mafia Wars or Adventure Quest or Dark Throne) having grown up with consoles like the afore-aluded NES and the current-gen PS3 and most systems in between. However, with Star Wars: The Old Republic looming and all the cool user-generated content I've seen for the aforementioned Oblivion and Dragon Age: Origins, but mostly for the gross unreliability of two-thirds of the current-gen home consoles, I figure now's as good a time as any to come out of my shell, so to speak. I think it should also be noted that my area of specialization lies in cheating in video games, not modding or hacking. Big difference.
Well if you need anybody for voice acting, story writing or scripting, I'm interested! ^_^ I have not had the chance to participate in any projects yet and I'm looking forward to it. Just let me know!
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The short of it is, I'm not exactly a newb. I was here when this place used to be called Morrowind Chronicles. I've left, came back, left, came back, etc. over the years, but I figured I'd stop back by for a while and pull up a chair and see how long I can stick around this time. So to those who remember, nice to see you again, and to those I've never seen I look forward to meeting you!
-Elrol
Create an rp or mod and I'll participate. :)
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I am the prominent, I am the master. I may be second, but I came out first.
Love this :) I think we all, somewhere, have more than one person waiting for their time to emerge...when stress arrives it could be the coward that appears, when a loved one is hurt..the vengeful brute that lies beneath charges forth, when temptation arises, the lustful beast that takes control rises to the surface..you say it's written poorly and you aren't exactly pleased with it. I definitely think that if you decided to revisit it in the future it has immense possibilities, although I like the startled, broken nature of it now myself. Brings to mind the cracks in the brain that appear with inner anguish.
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Why must it be so? The fires of our flesh help the world to heal.
I look as a monster, a heathen; my soul is filled with dread.
I have yet to do a single wrong, yet my life is not right.
Lovely :)
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Saw that today..gave me quite a laugh. So great to see someone with guts!
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The American Dollar. Changed my life!
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I agree, it is good. But I.M.O. it had further potential. EDIT: I think punctuation would have fitted this well to insinuate pause on some lines. Still, it's good.
Be well, sleep well, fight well, live long.
~Ranokoa
any better? i added punctuation and some spacing.
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