©Gast Di Jan 29 2019, 15:31 Gast
| Willkommen, Gast! Da ich sehr an Poetrie interessiert bin, schreibe ich natürlich auch ab und an meine eigenen Gedichte! Es gibt nicht viel dazu zu sagen, also: - The Ghosts Of The Lethal Town:
Deep inside the woods of hallow Between the rocks and trees so hollow Over the water surface, o so shallow There is a town
A town so small, innocent, and still Waters flowing, risen up to the hill The peaceful air once stroke to kill The ones with crown
Today, the ghosts haunting the homes Tortured in those believers' domes Rest underground inside the loams Leaving life to be
A young maid of wood and thorns A woman of lesser good with scorns Steps over graves, even the one that mourns Takes no turn to flee
Into the night, into the unknown, she wanders Her mind, it races, she travels, she ponders Once arrived, the mist rose and she wonders Will this breath be my last?
High up the billion eyes stare down at her Black cats stroke her legs and purr A ghostly figure appears and lets her lure The dead and stare aghast
The lonely town inside the woods It gives them terror and us the goods All the crimes and fears it hoods A mystery indeed
At night we sing and howl While they scream and yowl Through our town we prowl No one shall ever plead
- The Shadow Monster Man And You:
Tipping, creaking, stumbling through to you Shadow monster man creeps up and gives a coo Whispers, hushes, hisses in your ear Quiet, quiet, nobody will ever hear You gasp and fight and kick and scream Thee think to yourself, you think and deem Shadow monster man we all shall hail Immortality he'll give to our souls so frail Yet we worship stars and myths, the lies Shadow monster man we anger, he holds the skies You kick and scream, try to break free But independence wasn't for thee Under one-eyes' stalk you try and hide But thee cannot escape his deadly bride The water now creeps to your throat He pulls you under black sea's coat Lethal arms now embrace your flesh You reach and long for a life afresh But shadow monster man has given up on you Thus you die and rot inside ocean's blackest blue
- Diamond's Thief Of Moonlight's Call:
Twisting and snarling Flipping and crawling Hissing and grumbling Yowling and rumbling
Deep down, deep inside Sitting down as he cried Cried out, cried out for love to come "He's here, he's here to get me some!"
Whistling a whisper, screaming a song There's a shadow and wind, so strong Humbling, humbling they all speak But only his words are unique
Search it, search it deep down below In the caves of truths that are unknown A piece of quarz, an infinite string The thousand stars, they howl, they sing
The string is the connector The stone the reflector Running down the river's stream Into the skies, to heaven's gleam
But down here, down here he sits and whines Begging for love and bread and wine Fell from the clouds to pay for his crimes While they play for him, the chimes, the chimes
Ich habe eigentlich noch ein paar mehr, aber ich denke das sollte für's erste reichen. 'Tschuldung dass die alle auf Englisch sind ^^" Ich mag die Sprache aber voll und finde es klingt so schöner! Ich bin immer für Kritik offen! Herzliche Grüße, Jay
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©Gast Do Feb 14 2019, 14:45 Gast
| Hey^^
Ich finde deine Gedichte echt schön und berührend. Besonders das du sie auf Englisch geschrieben hast finde ich hat schonmal großen Respekt verdient denn das kann auch nicht jeder. Ich finde auch das Englisch einfach die Sprache der Dichtkunst ist, das ist aber geschmackssache^^ Mach weiter so :3
- Karina
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©Gast Do Feb 14 2019, 18:34 Gast
| [Sie müssen registriert oder eingeloggt sein, um diesen Link sehen zu können] Dankeschön! Ich stimme dir, was die Sprache angeht, eindeutig zu! Englisch ist, meiner Meinung nach, eine deutlich poetischere Sprache als Deutsch. Einige mögen mir nicht zustimmen, aber ich finde das stimmt schon xP __________________________________________________________________________________ - The Littlest Star:
High up in the starlit sky Our ancestors, they dance and fly Our future beings join in with them They laugh, they sing like gems Big and weak, small and strong They know and never prove one wrong They all will be and all have been Bonded together, they're all akin
Down here on earth, we fight and sin Equality, liberty, all lost in our din In all the noise and love and hate One tries to live and hope for fate Yet one cannot escape the chains we made One has to stay where once was played.
High up in the starlit sky Creatures sing and sing and cry For one small being had escaped A being so perfectly, endlessly shaped Littlest ears and biggest eyes Looking up as they adjust the skies
The meadow on the lowest hills Still seeing the brightest wills Shutting out all the noise Opening up for the whisps of choice A little kitten in the high, soft grass Hidden deeply while escaping trauma's grasp
Darkest times have always past Goodest moments will forever last Kitten does not remember any good Yet stands up to skies and understood Lovely mysteries not to be found Knowledge that gave kitten stars' bound
They look down at little one Whilest kitten sinks down now to be done Such big choices and smaller too Can bring us life, the endings true Small, soft breath and smiling at the moon The little one will join them soon
A frame so small and yet so bright Will now light up the darkest night A spark of hope in our hearts When our lives will start Littlest star will never leave your bones Littlest star, you're not alone.
Herzliche Grüße, Jay
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