Poems by KlaSSiK

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by KlaSSiK, Dec 19, 2010.

  1. Love not but love do

    Such a sweet agony
    Our humanity, our entirety
    Who are we to question destiny
    We have only our sincerity

    To forces uncertain
    We surrender smitten
    Logic will fail
    As we continue under hail

    A desire so strong
    Is it so wrong
    To follow the temptation
    Damn damnation

    We shall lust and pray
    And wish for the day
    That our desires are filled
    And our senses thrilled

    But we already know
    Soon again ourselves we'll throw
    Into the pit of desire
    Forever and ever

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    Winter's touch

    Cowering and shivering
    The sound is deafening
    Slowly it is creeping
    There is no point in hiding

    Covered in your delicate armor
    It will offer you no shelter
    In the end you will be swept
    Throught your defences it will have crept

    So brief a breath
    Yet comparable to death
    Icy and cold
    An enemy of old

    Winter bares its fangs
    Whiteness covers the lands
    In the air it hangs
    Waiting to brush your hands

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    Dug in


    Thunder roars in the sky
    As light flashes on the horizon
    The storm approaches with conviction
    Ever so close, i can hear them cry

    Muddied and battered
    Desperetly we are searching
    For the pieces now missing
    Of our souls that are shattered

    There is no sanctuary
    The plains now a cemetery
    The trenches are only holes
    Thats no refuge for our souls

    We long for our home
    A bed and a throne
    The storm has passed
    Some have found peace at last

    The sky is filled with gray
    We managed to stay
    Not standing but ateast crawling
    Another day of patiently waiting
    Praying and hoping

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    Dillusional reality

    To destroy all and yet nothing
    To build with nothing yet build everything
    To transform is not to create
    Yet nothing is loss only transformed
    To love and yet to hate
    To know death yet to not have lived
    Inconsistencies are subjective
    Our subconcious is simply being objective
    Take nothing for what it is
    Take everything for what it could be
    Perhaps it is not such an idea so crazy
    Since the world is a creation of our imagination

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  2. Yup addition to my fan fic contributions lol
     
  3. Better than the rest of the love struck poems on KaW. These have thought. Very good! 
     
  4. Thnks bros 