The Cursed One

[Rock Bird]

Am (re)inceput sa scriu prin Iulie azi vara, ca un fel de fan fic or smth in engleza format din poezii pline de metafore pe care majoritatea numai eu le inteleg. XD
Momentan mai vreau sa mai scriu ceva poezii in completare, dar in mare exprima viatza mea or smth, gandurile mele, pareri si asa mai departe.

The Cursed One




The Cursed One


One day or another, when I'll become a bother,

Searching for my brother, that's lying next to me

I will realise, that I must memorise,

That I must keep inside, the answers from between.



One day or another, when I will obtain the other

It won't become a bother, a bother to forget.

Forget the other, forget the brother,

It won't become a bother, a bother to forget.



One day or another, when I will find my brother,

When I will find the other, when I won't be a bother

When I will control my anger, when I will help the other

You will become another, another curse to me.




The Letter

The letter or the matter,
The matter of the latter,
Why does it even matter,
If I lose that letter?


The lesser thing than anger,
The center with the dagger,
Which dagger in the center,
It's the bitter from the letter?


The faster thing than ever,
The hacker of the matter,
Will see the letter
But this doesn't matter.




croNous

~ part 1 ~

Everywhere and nowhere, I'm looking there
At all those things that I have to bear,
A vivid light, searching from where
The darkest voice that only I hear
Tells me I shouldn't be here,
And then it shouts into my ear
"Kill your soul and die, my dear!"


And it took me everywhere, starting from where
The nature and the nightmare at which I glared
The unsecured rasure started to revere
While the rare rapture began to sere
And the vampire started to fear
Unaware of his own sphere, when settled the umpire
Is he going to be free, or will he no longer be?




Wind's Road


In the end, with no one near,

The almighty has appeared

Softly speaking into my ear:

"You must now choose your road, my dear.



Choose the left road over here,

And the dark voices that you will hear

The things that slightly disappeared,

That will make you kill yourself, my dear.



Stay on the road where you are now,

And things will continue to go how

They did before, repeating and you know,

Till the suicidal thought will start to grow,

Devouring your soul till you'll be gone.



But rise your head and look at right,

There's your first path full of light;

There's where your future can be bright

The wind's road full of might.


What do you choose? "


"What I choose it's my choice,

So wind, listen to my voice

Listen to it as you always did

And tell me what I should do.


What should I do?"


" To stay and not to stray,

Because, as you saw today,

After you realised yesterday

And the day before it and so on.



Your road is not the same

The same with different names

Come back to the origins,

And even before that,



Because when you come with us

You have to stay with us

Forever. "



"Then so be it, as you say:

Gone with the wind, on the Wind's Road

In the places where I will grow,

Fly with my winds, like I did before

And I will stay on the good wind's side

FOREVER. "




croNous

~ part 2 ~

The voices are gone, and I can't get back home
My friends are back, but nothing's on crack
Not anymore, I just don't want it like before
And so my gain, won't go like rain.
While I opened the door, in search for more
You locked it back, now I'm back on track.
I want fear gone, I don't want home.


Fear is still here, fear is still near
It turns our hearts, into games of darts;
When you two meet, or when you speak
It makes you weak, when it's too deep.
Covered in fear, afraid of losing someone dear
Hiding behind masks, these are the real facts.
Now on the inside, you must have realised:
You want fear gone, or else you're done.





The Spark

~ part 1 ~

He wanted to kill, that was his will
To pay the bill, in order to fulfill
In feeding his pill, unable to stay chill
All this nonsense till, he felt down hill.
Hurt, he got ill, sitting under a grill
Running from his will, consumed by that pill.

She wanted to stay, but maybe she may
Have tried to say, that he can relay
On her every day. No need to pay
Or, to be at bay, because their way
Is like running away, on a big highway
But then you stay, and down you lay.

He's an undead, and he's in my head
When he was mad, I began seeing red;
We wanted her dead, that's where it led
Thoughts that were bad, stupid I could add
She was so sad, while crying in bed...
There's where it led; what was in my head?

Pareri? :D