Well... I write poetry so I thought I'd throw some up here, 'Ere it goes

What is Death

What is death,
But a speed bump on the road of life
You cannot have life without death
One days for every day you live
Be it physically or mentally

Physical Death
The cancellation of ones life
The liberation of ones soul
Leaving the body
One may never return

Mental Death
The loss of ones sane mind
A void forming within ones head
Destroying all logic... knowledge
Forgetting memories, fleeting hope

The Worst Death
Death of the Lone One
No friends to miss, nor family to mourn
Alone for eternity, one shall be
Standing in the dark, forevermore

Interminable Life

A black veil swathed across my unknown visage,
The perturbation of the masses ’tis shown to me
Wont to pathos I hide my countenance
Unwonted to the multitude I’d rather be
A tremulous hand, placed upon my shoulder
Portending hesitation, that I can see,
Entreaties to stop, I hear through the cloud
Fain I turn to look upon an iniquity,
Venerable though you may be to Them,
Abashed you look up just to see
The curtain of midnight, the shroud to my visage
Clear upon your canvas I see the antipathy
Accost you speak with me and forgo supplication
Voraciously wanting the knowledge to my eccentricity
Cognizance forgoes all expression upon your visage
As I turn my lips to a smile with such simplicity
Hollowness in such a smile, terrifying to all
Surcease is all you now wish to see
Pallid your countenance turns with a flash
Obeisance I offer as I turn to walk interminably
Forever in the emptiness of that which you call ‘life’

The second one I wrote as an Ode to 'The Preachers Black Veil'

very good... post some more ^_^

-claps-Good!!!I'll have to place a thread with all mine on it.I'm too lazy to post some at the moment.Those are good poems though!Keep the good work up.

Thanks evraboty! All two of ya. Here's another one for ya

Forever

Through the looking glass, the dark abyss of eternity awaits me
Forever stretching into the world of darkness, calling me.
Shadows grow, extend, and form vast memories.

Sitting here in my desolate room I wait for Thee
For Thee to pass through the looking glass
So I may once again know that feeling

Lost to the void for eternity
I shall forever be here
Waiting for thee

Here, alone
Forever

umm i don't get im, they don't rhyme

For something to be of art, one's art does not need to rhyme. (Starts to act weirder than usual... :huh: ) I thought it was Very Good. ^_^

not all poems have to rhyme that's only one kind there are others like haiku's

i liked the second one more than the first but they're both good :]

Exactly...................oohhh ahhhhh, I finally found my brothers cotton candy from going to Valley Fair yesterday. YUM!

what does that have to do with anything?

The previous one you posted was excellent.

More! I demand more poetry ^_^