Seawolfs Poetry

[Seawolf]

Well here is some poetry for you guys. Recently written by the one and only Seawolf! Enjoy!

Poem 1:
Tearing and gnawing,
Please Lord let it stop!
I can’t take much more,
Of this madness,
This pain,
This killer strangle,
It has a hold on me…
Make it stop!
Why the fuck do I feel this…
Someone help…
Anyone help…
Why…


Poem 2:
Bitter sweetness dripping down the back of my throat,
Coaxing me out to venture, into a dark scary world,
What awaits, I don’t know, pleasure, pain,
A sense of confusion, madness,
Am I alone, who is there,
Guiding one another,
To a destination,
Final stop,
Get off,
Love.


Poem 3:
The peak, the top
Climaxing
As one
Heat, pressure
Melding together
Swallowing one another
Trying to reach the spot
Ecstasy


Poem 4:
Darkness cleared, Safe passage through turbulent seas ,
Guiding hand, coming to the help,
She is there for me, my strength
Sailing the seas of despair, waters calm,
One touch, One kiss, One word,
All I need, to continue
My love…My life…My mate


Poem 5:
Smothering me, stealing precious seconds,
Can’t breathe its so constricting.
Pleasure in death.
Only then can I enjoy,
But painful route.
Stabbing me in the chest,
Aches, worries, malcontent.
Want it to end now,
But addicted to the madness,
And now addicted to the pain.


Poem 6:
Crazy!!!!
AHHH!!
Out of my mind, bouncing off the walls!
CRAZY!!!!
Whyyyy!!
Can’t take this anymore!
Free me from these chains!
Let me be free!
Just end it already!
Drop the blade and off with his head!
Darkness…comsuming….
Dead….

[burnedalive]

:beurk: Those sucked....




:rofl: joking! Real deep...real deep.

[rasenshuriken]

Bitter sweetness dripping down the back of my throat,
Coaxing me out to venture, into a dark scary world,
What awaits, I don’t know, pleasure, pain,
A sense of confusion, madness,
Am I alone, who is there,
Guiding one another,
To a destination,
Final stop,
Get off,
Love.

this one is cool cool. the slant of the lines as well.

[Seawolf]

Thanxs all ^.^ *pokes thread*

[saniya]

i didnt know abt ur poetry!!!!!
and oie nice has alot of emotion hmm sorta defines u^_^

[loadlyfef]

If the commonplace doesnt matter in any way, then thats not much of a life, is it? If you were told this, your instinct should tell you where to file such advice.

Poetry only matters if it matters, and thats all down to talent and a pinch of timing.