Poetry

wow! all of these are extremely well done (: thought I'd post a recent one.. I'm not very good at poetry..but I like to write when I have some inspiration.
Here's one I wrote sometime in June.
is that pride?

her mane was a tawny colour

and her movements were water

her eyes were hot metal- sharp and blazing

with this, it was too much to stay

all were little birds and shivering fish.

even her other spread his wings

leaving without their seedling.

the skies grew as dark as her eyes

the moon was her mane- pale.

everything around was her.

she was the world, the saddest kind.

another of her kind approached-

too brittle and old to feel her fear, if she had any.

her mane was dark, almost black, and her eyes- an abstruse mirror

before ripping out her fins, she croaked

“is that pride?”
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More of my poetry is on my tumblr: [will put up later ]

Wooo guys! You're both really good! I'm sure there will be a lot of good poets here on IVI :D

Tifa326x wrote:Oh just because its your first try it doesn't mean its not special!
Anyone can write a poem x

You're right :) Even someone feels better writing all their emotions throught stories than poems. I feel the same somehow, even writing poems, you give the freedom to your imagination :)



I have a new one:

Thorn between roses

A faded passion,
gone forever
with it's greef, sadness and loneliness.

A faded love,
which had believed in miracles,
destroyed in pieces a living legacy.

Burnt flowers,
with their ashes,
blown away by the wind.

Broken roses,
still red,
filled with the love that still believes in you.

The thorn,
you left in my heart,
still hurst me.

Heal me
and bring back the courage smile
of this broken-hearted girl.

Oh these are beautiful!
So happy in reading these +__+

Wishful Freedom

There was always a question.
Not about the skyline,
nor the sunrise.
But the threads of fate,
which linked tale with tale,
beginnings with ends.
A journey with one coarse path,
The train and its tracks,
taking our hearts to station.
There is this glass,
seperating my dreams and my meaning.

But is it real?
Not in my life, my eyes.
Meaning is what you sculpture,
Meaning is what is created.

I want to go against it,
the tides of fate.
The dominating waves crash but don't burn,
my friend you can see,
your eyes focus on the truth.
You can catch the wind beneath your wings,
float to celestial sphere,
flourish the dieties, show you attained.
Fate is such a fearful word.
But freedom, is delightful.

~ By Tifa326x
This was used in my new video

Family
It was not like there was no hatred,
the contrary, there were times of loathing
Yet we were small pieces of the puzzle that made up our family
And our unspoken determination to remain like that
rose above all other thing

^ I really like that Sifra, short and sweet.

Thanks! :)

Only the unyielding
would break the chains.
Broken, battered and bleeding,
he travels through kindled rains.
And all the tragic heroes gather,
in the brightest light of heaven.
~ Tifa326x

THat's so beautiful. I now have an image in my head of the crisis core ending, when zack dies and angeal extends his hand for him. <3

Haha that's great! I had this in the description of one of my videos, and the last 2 lines were used at the very end and that was Zack's death scene when he was picked up by Angeal! xD

awesome! I'm not that weird then XD

Youth starts down the broken road,
with bag of food in hand,
ready to ride the road to life,
at one footstep's command.
As years go by the highway comes,
no red-light in the way,
a speeding way down until the exit,
at which you still won't stay.
Highway traffic slows you down,
but all roads lead to Rome,
and when the time has finally come,
you've finally made it home.

~cstar

Once i wrote something. I was at school, my last day, thinking about everything...
i know it's stupid, but it came out in english and probably many words are wrong

Falling right away above the sky
far from sins and worries of mine
becoming a masterpiece of my own
when i listen, with you, it all

Cstar, i love how you made alliterations in the second verse =D

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I loathe this denseness,
summers bliss is a ghost.
Golden rays penetrate the skyline,
but reflect off the soul into shadows.
Apparitions of fake light, fake spirit.
The Chimera's flame delusional and dampening.
How can my eyes allow me to see,
when shadows impede me?

~ Tifa326x/Gen

Wooow :)
You are soo creative <3