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<div class="IPBDescription">Poems eh? I got nothing else to do...</div> As I sit here wondering
As I live here pondering
I feel something deeper strive
I feel something the seems more alive
It rips and shreds my very being
The darkness it hold feeds off my being
The demons haunt me now
Laughing and cackling at my crys
screaming to the world
I release my life, the blood runs warm from me
I am living in a daze of past days
There is something inside me, something that lies to me
I cannot control it
I will not control it
I am it's puppet
It is my hate
It is my pain
It is my depression
It is my sorrow
It is only suffering
It is me.
I guess we all have something evil inside, the ones that can control it are the greaters. Even the release of the beast is dangerous, understand the question to answer it. Some things will never realign like they should, any ideas on this thing which is called a poem (?) Go ahead and reply, maybe we could start a group project.
As I live here pondering
I feel something deeper strive
I feel something the seems more alive
It rips and shreds my very being
The darkness it hold feeds off my being
The demons haunt me now
Laughing and cackling at my crys
screaming to the world
I release my life, the blood runs warm from me
I am living in a daze of past days
There is something inside me, something that lies to me
I cannot control it
I will not control it
I am it's puppet
It is my hate
It is my pain
It is my depression
It is my sorrow
It is only suffering
It is me.
I guess we all have something evil inside, the ones that can control it are the greaters. Even the release of the beast is dangerous, understand the question to answer it. Some things will never realign like they should, any ideas on this thing which is called a poem (?) Go ahead and reply, maybe we could start a group project.
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Heavy Armor and
webs do not go together.
Lunch time for the Bobs.
and now a disgruntled piece reflecting upon the General forums:
NS is out now.
Every day: turret balance.
Please shut the hell up.
Cloaking to hide from
Heavily armored marine
equals frightened skulk
And now for a cinqain.
Skulk
Hunter, Killer
Hiding, Stalking, Biting
Hates marines with grenades
Alien
We do not have resources.
Die away from me.
As I walk to the place of warmth
As I fall onto softness
I begin to realize what my past is
As my world turns black
As the day fades away
I slip to the place of dreams
Warm paths and sunny days
But as moments, even seconds pass by
The paths become cold and the sun, is clouded over black
My fears become real as the world turns to the demons within
I run as fast as I can, never escaping this torment
My fear rises to it's peak
When suddenly, the sun shows
A new day is born within and I am alive again
The fear is lifted, the life reborn
It is, a new day
Got any ideas on what the base story is about? It's not that hard to decypher so take a crack at it, feel free to post your own poems.
Every day you hear the cry:
Gimmie shotgun plz.
by disgust, pounded
into dust
-cannable corpse
dont hate our haikus
they are the best way to kill
time. i hate my life
Horseshoe is attacked
The marines don't give a crap
They just want some guns
Hera's set on Mars
Bast is on a spacestation
Aliens spread fast
Marines get cool guns
Turrets and heavy armor
But they can't make webs
Sensory chambers
Hidden in the dark corners
Are the ugly ones
Remember Half-Life?
The barnacles and headcrabs?
Oh how we've evolved
Hera is not set on Mars.
I had to post this. :D
Hera is not set on Mars.
I had to post this. <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' valign='absmiddle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--><!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
LMAO!
That was great!
No, I'm not a *** *******
Please stop asking me.
We all love Flayra,
He'll never gain my heart though.
Goatees freak me out.
Haikus were my art,
Until NS came along.
Now I have forgotten how to do them.
The <a href='http://www.box7.co.uk/ec' target='_blank'>EC</a> forums had a <a href='http://www.box7.co.uk/ecforum/index.php?board=5;action=display;threadid=74' target='_blank'>haiku thread</a> long long ago. NS are just copycats. <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' valign='absmiddle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo-->
Hera is not set on Mars.
I had to post this. <!--emo&:D--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/biggrin.gif' border='0' valign='absmiddle' alt='biggrin.gif'><!--endemo--><!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
It is a red place
Screw it if I cannot tell
What planet I'm on
Wafting through the breeze
The smell of a spore cloud's here
Or did DOOM just fart?
Let's have haiku wars
Or maybe just play NS
I don't really care
my friend, it is war you got.
Prepare to face me!
Because I can be
better, faster, and stronger.
That and I have Ops.
:D
from an extreme case of the
flu is so not fun
boy, let me tell you
bring a topic from the dead?
Necropheliac?