Mystic Guilden
16 years ago
Mystic Guilden
Mage
Untitled
Carry me into the sky,
That i might merge with the sunset.
Caress my cheek in your moon silver hands,
I am fleeting, soon I will go.
Look to the sky,
I am among the stars that shine.
Breathe in the night air surrounding you,
I will rise with the sun at dawn.
Touch the sky with your soul,
I will feel it reach for me.
As night settles, my soul will reach back,
I stay eternally at your side.
Mystic Guilden
16 years ago
Mystic Guilden
Mage
Goddess Divine
I stand and wait on darkened hill,
Soon the moon will rise,
And upon the light the moon will bring,
Will be the goddess divine.
The midnight stars will be her crown,
Silently she walks the sky,
And through her hands dreams will fall,
Like the sands of time.
I taste the dreams so soft and fleeting,
Gently they caress my mind,
And the goddess sings her song so sweetly,
The moonlit goddess divine.
The night calls out its restless note,
Soon the dark will wane,
And in its place the dawn will come,
Rising in the goddess' wake.
Mystic Guilden
16 years ago
Sun Feb 10 2008, 12:12pm
Mystic Guilden
Mage
Untitled
Its too late to erase the things I have done,
I feel guilt course thourgh my veins,
But the wrong I did was to myself,
I have no one else to blame.
Sinking into black despair I loose sight of the tunnels end,
I am consumed by hatred that seethes within,
And while I drown in merky repreoach,
I am the only one who can save me.
Crying to the darkness I feel abandoned by my soul,
An empty shell of what once was,
But my soul is in there suffering the same,
For where else would concience come?
The Chant
Hatred is the question,
Hatred is the word,
It begins in me,
And ends in me,
Ripping through my soul.
Death is the question,
Death is the word,
It calls to me,
And teases me,
Gnawing at my bones.
Guilt is the question,
Guilt is the word,
It consumes me,
And spits me out,
Leaving me broken inside.
Fear is the question,
Fear is the word,
It dominates me,
And holds me back,
Leeching my life away.
beautiful Ari... really good the untitled one especially
I really liked "The Chant". It's like a poem that you bellow out. The negative view is really effective!
I really enjoyed all your writing.. particularly your poetry. Very beautiful and poignant :)
Mystic Guilden
16 years ago
Mystic Guilden
Mage
Thank you all for your kind feedback :D
Mystic Guilden
16 years ago
Mystic Guilden
Mage
Dream
The world of dreams is calling,
It waits for my reply,
Inside the song is building,
And from me it will fly.
The world of night is calling,
It waits for me to sleep,
Inside the dreams are forming,
Dreams I cannot keep.
The world of hope is calling,
It waits for me to breathe,
Inside freedom plays its part,
Through the dreams i weave.
The world of dreams is calling,
A new story is told,
Inside my soul is yearning,
For the dreams of old.
Love drams Ari!
The flow and candance is good and the reppitition of sounds works well.
I liked that poem. I really thought it had a gentle rythym, however it ended upruptly. Maybe that was me?
It was very inquisitorial(sp?) though....it made me think of whether or not the world is waiting for me to do something to set things in motion. Like the world needs everyone to do one simple thing to keep it spinning. Maybe not!
Mystic Guilden
16 years ago
Mystic Guilden
Mage
Kaylan, i think it did end abruptly...i got to the last stanza and ran out of words :P
Here is a short piece that will perhaps be added onto, should the inspiration take me.
Watch the white light fade to grey,
Shadows are out hunting,
In the darkness they will play,
Spreading idol madness.
Mystic Guilden
15 years ago
Mystic Guilden
Mage
This is a small poem, in tribute to the ANZAC's, their families and those who stopped to remember them today.
ANZAC's
You fought a violent battle,
Tired and weary you walked on,
Treading on deaths playground,
Dieing one by one.
The battle sounds are roaring,
You join the bloody fray,
Returning the gunfire,
Ignoring bullets headed your way.
The letter is crisp and clean,
The words are needlessly read,
It’s not in the hand of the one you love,
He joins the list of War dead.
You look back to the past,
When loved ones answered the call,
Fighting for queen and country,
And as heroes they would fall.
The bugle sounds its final note,
May all souls be at peace,
Until our time, Lest We Forget,
The cruelty of the war beast.
Its not the greatest poem, but when your inspired to write...you just do it.
Ashling Guildmistress
15 years ago
Ashling Guildmistress
Mage
I think it's a very lovely poem with a special sentiment behind it :)
Mystic Guilden
15 years ago
Thu May 29 2008, 02:35pm
Mystic Guilden
Mage
Symphony
Dreams are playing stilted notes,
The harmony wavers and fades,
And as the nightmare takes it place,
I hum the final refrain.
The trebel plays its higest note,
It morphs into a scream,
Waking to my own shrill voice,
I flee the violent refrain.
Darkness settles like a velvet screen,
Halting the nightmare song,
And in its place I hear muted sound,
Of gently falling rain.
oh wow!! i love it Ari! :D its got such a good rhythm and imagery!
Mystic Guilden
15 years ago
Thu May 29 2008, 02:37pm
Mystic Guilden
Mage
Thanks Eilidh. I was just itching to write something...anything :)
Luckily it came out kind of ok ;)
Mystic Guilden
15 years ago
Fri Jul 04 2008, 11:56pm
Mystic Guilden
Mage
I cant stop the rain
Rain is falling in icy flurries,
It batters me obstructing its path,
My body is numb,
A reflection of my soul,
I feel nothing beyond my own turmoil.
Black clouds heavy with spite,
Reflected in the puddle at my feet,
The world fades,
A darkening of heaven,
I cant stop the rain from falling.
A golden sun beam vanishes,
Swallowed by greedy shadows,
My feelings die,
My soul flees the cage,
Seeking the place it belongs.
Untitled
Hold me now, in your warm embrace,
Chase away the shadows.
Take the world, lock it away,
Stop the hurt buried deep.
Set me free, make me fly,
Show me the stars that shine.
Kiss me softly, hold me close,
Make me forget everything.
Leave me here, standing still,
I wont move until you are next to me.
Holding me close,
Loving me so,
Breathing life into me.
Setting me free,
making me fly,
Telling me your beautiful lies.
I love "Untitled". It holds so many different feelings!! It's beautoful, embracing, warm, and sentimental to many people I'm sure.
"Telling me your beautiful lies"?? Is that like you don't care if they lie as long as they love you?
Mystic Guilden
15 years ago
Mystic Guilden
Mage
It kind of is..... i see it as the one you love telling you things that are sweet and gentle, but that may not be true outside of that moment, you know they're lies, but the love in them makes them somewhat more believable. If that makes sence :P
Mystic Ward
15 years ago
Mystic Ward
Twentyfamilies Gypsy
I like that one too Ari. the flow of emotion captures perfectly what my niece is going through at the moment
Mystic Guilden
15 years ago
Mon Jul 21 2008, 09:39pm
Mystic Guilden
Mage
Untitled
Show me where the hurt is,
I'll fix it, I'll try.
Your heart is left empty,
I'll fill it when I cry.
Ignoring my offered embrace,
I dejectedly ask you why.
If you seek the arms of another,
The last piece of my heart will die.
So just show me where the hurt is,
I'll fix it, I'll try,
And when your heart is empty,
You'll calmly tell me why.
And here in the darkness,
I will sit and I will cry,
Because it was me, I was the one,
Who made your cold heart die.
Thats.... profound. Reminds me of someone. A dear someone I tend to have a love I can't rid of for. It's sad Ari, as are many of your poems. I hope that these aren't written from personal experience...
Yours,
SS
Mystic Guilden
15 years ago
Tue Sep 02 2008, 06:08pm
Mystic Guilden
Mage
I do write a lot of sad poems dont I?
Actually, very few of my latest Poems come from real life experiences....much of it is just based purely on emotion :)
I like that last one Ari, reminds me of someone i know too.
Im glad that most of the sad ones arent based on experience!