Forever Haunted

[Alexander]

I thought that maybe since some other members posted their poetry on here, maybe I should follow suit.

I warn you, my poetry is free-form, and does not have a defined shape or structure.  It is often confusing and hard to follow.  Input would be appreciated.


And so it begins. These fragile lives are lead out before the very minds that hold them. Freedom is futile, choice is naught but your destined path in life. Life, this poor excuse for a righteous living. What is life but to show you the pain of living? Death is the only true escape from pain. And so one must be dead to experience true freedom.

Mankind is nothing more than a cancer that infests this world.  They seek, they maim, they destroy, they kill. Or at least they will until they kill themselves with pointless wars over pointless causes. That is why I despise man, it makes me glad that I can be separated, though slightly, from such brutal and terrible monsters.  At least the others, rejected - respect life for what it is and live with it in a peaceful coexistence.

It was peaceful until the negative effects of the mass media skewed our images until our pure selves were nothing but a shallow core beneath a clouded mask of fear and insecurity. Mankind fears what it cannot understand. Unfortunately for them there is much they do not understand. Science is their god, their saviour, their escape from anything rational. They beg for science to explain everything, when they know that deep within themselves lies the truth - not all things can be explained.

And so I lie, a twisted soul in a blackened pit of my own dark existence.

-Alexander

[Sensitive]

That is so deep Alexander, I like it.

That is why I despise man, it makes me glad that I can be separated, though slightly, from such brutal and terrible monsters.

I couldn't be more with you on that.

[Alphamale]

That was great, i really liked it....i have goosebumps now, good work!

[Shadowling]

I thought that maybe since some other members posted their poetry on here, maybe I should follow suit.

I warn you, my poetry is free-form, and does not have a defined shape or structure.  It is often confusing and hard to follow.  Input would be appreciated.


And so it begins. These fragile lives are lead out before the very minds that hold them. Freedom is futile, choice is naught but your destined path in life. Life, this poor excuse for a righteous living. What is life but to show you the pain of living? Death is the only true escape from pain. And so one must be dead to experience true freedom.

Mankind is nothing more than a cancer that infests this world.  They seek, they maim, they destroy, they kill. Or at least they will until they kill themselves with pointless wars over pointless causes. That is why I despise man, it makes me glad that I can be separated, though slightly, from such brutal and terrible monsters.  At least the others, rejected - respect life for what it is and live with it in a peaceful coexistence.

It was peaceful until the negative effects of the mass media skewed our images until our pure selves were nothing but a shallow core beneath a clouded mask of fear and insecurity. Mankind fears what it cannot understand. Unfortunately for them there is much they do not understand. Science is their god, their saviour, their escape from anything rational. They beg for science to explain everything, when they know that deep within themselves lies the truth - not all things can be explained.

And so I lie, a twisted soul in a blackened pit of my own dark existence.

-Alexander

Very true. The only correctio I have is that science is not thier on'y 'savior', but religion as well, which often blinds them.

[ShadowAngel]

i loved your poem!   Great Job!
so deep and so true!

Alexander the Poet!

[Zak Roy Yoballa]

It has a nice flow Alexander!  You have a way with words.  I don't agree with you, but can appreciate the art of it!

ZRY

[Devious Viper]

[Voo]

Very interesting. You created images with your words. Very dark, disturbing images but images, I, myself have felt at times and so I can understand the anguish beneath the pen. Write more. It will help you find out who you really are. Why don't you post this in the Library also so we can easily find it?
Good work.

[Alexander]

Thank you all for your kind words.  I have much more where that came from, so I will be sure to post it in the library.

-Alexander

[maggot man]

There is nothing so depressing as poetry which is bleak and grim,but for all that,still true nevertheless. Of course the optimist and aspiring hero in me would deny all that you have laid bare in your poem...

[Alexander]

I feel a compliment in your words, oh sweet male fly larvae, yet those same words are as well a criticism.  Well done.  And with you I must agree.

-Alexander

[maggot man]

Always happy to discuss poetry with a keen explorer of the human psyche,Alexander.  

[alastor moon]

that's some good s**t you got going. keep up the good work.