Sander's Poem Cabin

[Sanny17]

Hello and Welcome! This is the place to check all of my poems. I haven't written too many yet, but have written a few. Anyhows, I'd like to share a couple.

My inspiration mainly comes from my own experiences and thought. Also, some are quite mushy-mushy, mellow or dark, but hey, I just write what's on my mind.

Some Short ones:

Needs

Stranded, Unknown
For Reaches of Chaos
Love be my guide,
I need you…

Higher Pathways

Plains of Despair,
Heavens of Bliss,
Show me the Path,
Higher than… This.

These are just two short ones, but I've got a couple of other ones laying around too. Anyhows, I'll keep you updated.

Have a nice day,

Sander K.

[elfin_travelr]

Hey, Nice work!

YOur poetry seems to speek of a long awaited healing - and the feeling that it is upon the horizon...


...or perhaps it has been here all along.

Anyhow, I like the feeling of your poetry - that's why it'd be awesome to see some longer ones

[Sanny17]

Thanks for the reply! As promised, the longer ones (I will also update my first post later)

Mental Image

Let me give you a mental image,

Red Orbs, Black, Shrouds,
Warm, Dotted Light,
Voices, Contrast and Conflict,
Words, Sentences, No and Yes,
Shocking Horror, Stillness, Sorrow,
Pulsating Hate, Choking Cloud.

What is! What is! What Not,
You don't know... What I've Got,
A Mind, a Mind, Left to Rot,
All I See is Not.

Empty Full Completeness of a Hollow Void,
A Broken Shard, Put in a Painting, Unfitting,
Spikes of Feeling Compressed in a Chamber of Ghosts,
Shouts of Soundless Anger, Shouts without Reason.

Spin, Spin, Spiraling Down,
The Path, Endlessly Twisting,
Twisting until We are No More,
I am No More, I am Paranoia.


Sleep

Sleep, sleep,
Bring me to sleep,
Away, away,
Away go the the thoughts,
Matter, no matter,
Gone, locked and lost.

Sleep, sleep,
We are all asleep,
Away, astray,
Astray are our thoughts,
No matter, the matter,
Gone and locked, and lost.

Sleep, sleep,
I am in too deep,
Away, today,
Today we ask our gods,
That no matter, we matter,
Gone and locked, but lost?


You!

I am looking at you,
You with your gorgeous hair,
Irresistible smile...

You, I think you're divine,
A goddess of clear blue,
Oh! How you look...

There you are, mesmerizing me,
Capturing me. You got me,
You don't even know it...

Twist and Turn,
Spin and Burn,
You!

Hold me, whisper in my ear,
Look at me, see that I am here,
Grab me, before I succumb, fear...

You, you, you,
It is always you.
Nothing left but you...

What matters, what is?
When I am not that, but this,
The thoughts, the idiocracy of me...

Frozen Anger, serene sorrow,
It is you that thaws the frost,
But encapsulates my soul...

You!


Tell me what you think!

Have a nice day,

Sander K.

[Euphoria]

"I am Paranoia." Fabulous end to a poem.

'Mental Images' is without a doubt my favourite poem here. It is brilliant, pure emotion. I like how you've capitalized every word, as if every single one is of importance. That poem seems to be have been hewn from raw emotion, and speaks very strongly. Your last two aren't quite as good. Repitition might have seemed a good idea at the time, but to me it is quite distracting from the meaning of the poem.

Your shorter ones are just words. I can't decipher a meaning from them. They are, however, beautiful words :]

[Sanny17]

Thanks for the replies! I agree, Mental Images seems to be the best of the lot. I also agree that the others are not quite that good. As for the shorter ones, well... I guess its like you set, its personal what you make of them.

And now... my new poem:

"As solid as a Crack in a Seashell"

With a fell slash we are Corrupted,
Sickening, ticking like a bomb,
Calm-like,
Waiting for the burst of personal Apocalypse.

I feel like Death,
Scraped Hollow on the inside,
With a touch of torture,
But, like always, mingled with Numb.

Now the Hate and Anger are Fearless,
It flows through the veins of our conscious,
But, still, it remains Static, slumbering, defiling our thoughts,
A seed of Sorrow, sprouting little pains...

A heart-beat, ka-dum, faster, ka-dum, ka-dum,
I am suffocating, the feel of vomiting,
Vomiting what is Left of me,
Leaving the Corpse without the Brain.

That's me, that's us.

Tell me what you think,

Have nice day,

Sander K.

[Stallord Knight]

Wow, good work. Your last actually shocked me. It was such a change from your other writings. I actually really liked it though. Keep up the good work my friend!