Poems Written By Martin My Poetry Partner Friend Deep inside my mind is an imaginary friend. a friend who never leaves me, a friend until the end. A person who is made of thought, and thought of now and then. A friend of friends who loves me, and loves me to pretend. When i'm feeling sad and blue, or when i'm of good cheer. I never have to worry, my friend is always near. So to be alone i'll never be, i'll never be alone. Because no matter where i'm at, my friend is always home. By Martin The Winter of my Soul Ice is forming in my heart. Blood that once ran fast and free, now trickles, through the ice cold arteries of my soul. I've never known this Winters chill that fills me to the bone. Hates cold stare of emptiness. No life, No love, No home. The Winter of my Soul is grey, more black than it is white. Ice now solid in my viens. In death I will delight. By Martin Back To Navigation Coven Of Complicit Dualties  What can I say about CCD. It is my home away from home. I spend 90% of my time posting and chatting away with fellow coven mates. It is a warm, fun, and exciting Coven to be in. Our CM Pandorasbx dedicated alot of time making it what it is today. I am glad to say I am a 2 year member and Forum Master in CCD. Back To Navigation Poems Written By Me My Darkest Desires My dark desires Of pain and agony To see him suffer When he's not by me To see him cry And watch him bleed As I laugh in evil sin He beaks down in sorrow Just I can win My dark desires Of madness and suffering To see him in agony My laughter will sting To see him in pain Makes me smile Evil mind and heart My eyes stare at him I will break him a part My dark desires Of blood and tears To see him surrounded by madness It's me he fears To se him in blood Makes me high It's a thrill He's glancing behind And I get my prey, my kill My dark desires Scaring him away All I wanted Was to be loved But now I got left On my own again And it all strikes back My desires become my fears Traveling I travel with my eyes, Watching those silently cry, Asking themselves the question why, Someone left them without saying goodbye; I travel with my thoughts, I travel with my pen; To write about children, women and men; I travel with my voice, I travel with my hope, That something new, would spring into my horoscope, Whether in Asia, America or Europe, There'll always be something interesting to scope; I travel to many different places, Mix with many races, Identify tribesmen by their faces, And little girls by their laces, I travel without money, So, please listen to my testimony, The good, the bad and even the ugly, Every experience is worth life's journey, For I'll always be marvelled, When ever I travel. Back To Navigation My policy is I give everyone a 10. Its been rare when I give out anything lower than a 10. I dedicated many hours into my profile just to give me a 1. If you give me a 1 out of spite I'll give u a 1 in return and then will block you. I understand not everyone knows CSS coding and thats understandable. Its only fair for those who knows the coding, and those who don't all 10. Back To Navigation |
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