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Breaking PointBreaking Point:

Who was I to question you to start?
My reflection now we split apart.
Hate the way your looking at my pain;
I hid my tears in the falling rain.

Forget the way I thought I used to be
I see the man now he isn't me.
He's like a ghost with a shaken past
I don't know how he's gonna last.

Sometimes I feel like I'm giving in
I hit the bottle full of naked sin.
I try to lose the hell I'm living in
But now I'm stuck with my only friend.

I spent nights on the window pane
Look at families playin' family games
Wonder why I'm stickin' outside;
I'm just a monster on the inside...

What happened to the dream I used to feel?

Wings of DespairWings of Despair:

A momentary glance toward the birds in the sky;
Makes me feel like I am soaring; with a hope to fly.
But the chilling winds that wrap me, reflect the cold of this day
And the icy frost that batters me, chips me away...

It drains the very breath from me, as though the ice is locked within
I feel my hope is fading again; like a jar of captured wind...
Where once my will was strong and boundless; now it sits on broken wastes
I must admit this crushing despair, it feels as bad as it tastes....

From the moment that I acquired them, these were ugly tattered wings
They were made from my despair, and bound in bitter string

AddictionAddiction:

The lights are out and I'm feeling manic
My heart is thumping in a shivering panic.
It's like I'm hitting, my all time low;
How many more; do I have to go?

Hello, hello, can you hear me speak?
I'm afraid my voice is getting weak.
My screams and sounds are growing quiet;
I need those pills; I'm growing tired...

Without them I'm colourless, just an empty face
Oh no, oh no, I'm in a dirty place...
I don't know how and I don't know why;
But it's just so hard to say goodbye.

When you need a feeling, when you need a high;
It's really easy to tell the lie:
'I'm fine, I'm fine, it's just a trial!'
But you can't hear, your o

The Lie of VengeanceThe Lie of Vengeance:

It begins first as a smouldering fire;
A heat that swelters and burns inside your own heart.
It then roars to life as a flame of destruction;
Seeking, hungrily, to consume all who are bound by it...

This is the gift of vengeance
A kiss so sweet that it could only be an evil temptation.
Yet all will seek it in darkness;
For there is none who can resist its sweet allure...

It is like a friend in your time of need;
Comforting and seemingly understanding of your pain.
It tells you that you need to stand up for yourself;
It tells you that others must fall for you to live on!

But this is a lie! Obvious as it might

Our Word is SacredOur Word is Sacred:

We have struggled against the chains of fate
We've lived our lives on the edge of hate.
Oppressed by the taunting of the foolish and blind;
It is time we stood and responded in kind.

No more can we sit here, content with our place;
Else by apathy alone we shall be erased!
Our work is like a candle, a small one at best;
It is quickly snuffed by a single breath...

For too long have we accepted, the concept of equality;
Whilst simply accepting the crumbs of poverty.
Our people go unheeded, as madmen and sloths;
The "cultured" eat like kings, while we are fed with broth...

To create these verses, it takes a lot of

OBSCUREOBSCURE:

The flower of midnight blooms
As the wind will sway the trees.
But my corpse will dangle helpless
As it is blown by the breeze.

Feel the prick of final judgement
As I am cast into the flame.
Born again into this world;
Where my life is just a game.

I think and try to remember
But the night is simply cold
I return to the ancient tree
where once my soul was sold.

I gather the rope and ladder
while the moon is shining bright.
I kill myself again;
In the quiet of the night...

A lonely obscure defiance;
Where my silent tears will fall.
For none will ever remember
A quiet broken doll...

-Chen Yuan Wen, 14th May 2012

Living a LieLiving a Lie:

I feel like I've awakened from a comatose state
And the world has gone on without me.
I stretch my legs and take a walk outside
And for the very first time I see:

A strange kind of beauty, that is utterly alluring
It calls out to my spirit with the gentlest of cries.
I'm afraid to admit, for it was rather unmanly,
That I left with tears in my eyes...

I can't imagine how I could have forgotten
The very way that I used to walk...
I remember now my habitual actions
And I've even learned to talk!

"Arrr me hearties, good day to ya all
It be a fine day ta sail on tha sea
And if we find a plethora o' treasure;
Then yer

Inner BeautyInner Beauty:

The very best of fruit
Is not the most beautiful;
But is simply sweet.

-Chen Yuan Wen, 10th May 2012

A World of BloodA World of Blood:

The spirits whisper on a chilling wind
As the blood continues to flow.
I can hear the demons screaming within
As the darkness continues to grow...

Humankind will always be foolish;
Rash decisions are an instinctive need.
But how could they have forgotten our ways;
Tradition is lost to greed...

The zealous will kill the innocent again
As the greedy play out a game of chess.
A book of gods becomes a creed;
It is a ragged shell at best...

My sisters die in the tens of hundreds
And innocent girls are slaughtered like swine.
I'm afraid that in this dying world;
The God of Blood shall dine...

The blind shall follo

Without JoyA bard may choose to sing a song of happy days and eternal bliss
But why should I sing of happiness, when misery is all that is?
The suffering we see around us, is tantamount to hell
Yet we accept these horrid days; caught within a spell

Perhaps I'm simply being morbid, a soul disturbed by a darker voice
Or perhaps I am the whispered truth; personified by choice.
I will not speak of revelations nor of better days to come
In terms of hope for the future; I'd rather remain mum.

For the world I've seen has shown to me, that pain equates to life
I'm sure you've tried it many times on the edge of a sharpened knife

Why would you open embi

They Watch You SleepThey Watch You Sleep:

There are many bards who can tell you tales
Of the creeping shadows that come at night
We've seen them crawling along the walls
In the absence of the light...

On the darkest of nights, cold and chill
You can hear them quietly gibbering.
They speak of things that you cannot know
Which is why they are always whispering.

It is said that they will know the future
and that they know the fate of every man
They are here to watch his path unfold
or perhaps to have him damned...

These sick and twisted animals
Bear a stench that is rather foul
But you will only smell this scent
if they choose to remove their cowl

The Great DrakeHe rose from the ground as the very earth split in a series of jagged scars
Molten lava would burst from these wounds, as his wings eclisped the shimmering stars...
The Great Drake Serogar, once laid to rest in the warm womb of Gaia
Had once again awakened, to discipline those who had earned his ire.

Humans and Dragons were killing each other, senselessly bathing in the coldest of blood
Yet all their efforts amounted to nothing and opened the gates for a terrible flood...
For in the realms of the Nether; where the creatures drank of the dark well of Midnight
A rift had been torn of violence and hatred, spawning the children of Blight.

The FarseerThe Farseer:

Born from the union of an Angel and a Witch
The farseer is a creature of terrible might.
Granted the wisdom of his blessed father;
He bears the gift of a clairvoyant's sight...

His eyes can pierce the veil of uncertainty
And look beyond into the crystal of fate...
The myriad of futures reflected in its surface;
Is his to acknowledge and collate.

He scribes them down in an enchanted book
It is titled 'The Tome of Dying Shades'.
For as the future becomes the present;
The scribbled pages fade...

It is for this reason that he may never lie
Else the future would shatter; to be born anew.
That much we've learned from his

HeroHero:

I stand upon the highest mountain
And call to the clouded sky.
I can hear the murmurs of heaven
As the light begins to die.

The world we used to believe in;
Once filled with the flowers to bloom.
Is now caged by its own animosity;
Like a twisted asylum room...

How long do we have to stand here
Pleading to the ignorant skies?
We can scream with all of our voices
But the heavens turn their eyes...

I'm afraid that waiting for a hero
Is simply not going to do.
Because love alone won't save us;
And I think you know that too...

Some things we have to fight for;
We cannot build on broken stone.
We must start by returning to

Heavy StressI seem to be awake at night
For my mind is rushing on
The stress will always haunt me
Into the hours of the morn

I've never been a nervous man
But some nights I need to think
I find myself so filled with stress
I seek the bathroom sink

Vomiting, vomiting
Out it goes
Everything emerges
And chokes the nose

The dizzying thoughts of this bitter stress
Forgive me mother, I can't be the best...

-Chen Yuan Wen, 16th May 2012

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Health: ???/???
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Happy MemoriesHappy Memories:

We live in moments
Recorded as memories
Happy in the past

-Chen Yuan Wen, 9th April 2012

Terror of the Red WorldTerror of the Red World:

When we first came to conquer Mars
We uncovered a darkness sealed in stone.
For endless years it waited here
On the world that we would call our own.

Through the darkest days the evil festered
Becoming a womb where the demons spawned...
And by the time we learned of them;
We were forced to greet a bloody dawn.

Men and structures
Torn apart.
Corpses lay
Like foetid art...

A horrid chant
Resounded still.
On chilling winds
That broke our will...

Awaken, Awaken, Awaken, Awaken
She who sleeps beneath the sand.
Awaken, AWaken, Awaken, Awaken
Queen who was made to rule this land.

Awaken, Awaken, Awaken,

A Viking RebornA Viking Reborn:

The Gods have called upon me
In a time when the hammer's sign.
Has fallen from the heavens
By the bloody heathen's design.

Now weeping for the children;
That will never know his name.
Odin has now sent me
To ease our inner pain.

Remember the days of old
Where once we sailed the seas.
We used to be the masters
Of the mountains and the trees.

We tamed the rushing waters
And sailed across the world.
No mortal man could match us;
Even mermaids gave us pearls!

Our strength was the very fire
That roared in the dragon's belly.
We proudly wore the scales
From the beasts in the valley.

The dreaded monsters of lege

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Enemy: Kalkarr the Sewer Rat
Health: ???/???
Speed: 10
To Hit: 6
Armor: 0
Null: 0, Death
Resistance: 10
Will: 7
Other Information: ???

Kalkarr screams, "Eeeeeeeeghgrkghrl".

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Kalkarr strikes Linda with his Scratchy Scratchy Rat Claws dealing 1 damage.

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Fury of the Frost GiantsFury of the Frost Giants:

No mortal man can stand
Against the Giants of the Frost.
For they bear the strength of ages
And the wisdom of the lost.

When first we came upon them
We were scattered by their might.
The fury of a Giant
Was a truly fearsome sight...

Cowering in fear
And waiting to be eaten.
We knew in our hearts
That we were utterly beaten.

Salvation lay behind us
In a death of blood and steel.
Yet fate would always turn
On a twisted crooked wheel.

For we found a cave of ancients
Bearing symbols of the knife.
It led us to a forge
That demanded our life.

Fourteen brothers sacrificed
Into the flames they went...

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The Feelings That Linger

by *WordOfChen, May 11, 2012, 8:52:02 AM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Post-Teen (Mature) / Traditional Fixed Forms

The Feelings That Linger:

The sound of your voice still lingers here
Even though I know you're gone...
And my nights have turned to sleepless days;
They grow worse with every dawn...

You've probably heard this story though
At least a thousand times or more.
But the thing I remember best about her
Is the sound of that closing door...

It was like the end to everything;
A cloud inside my head.
When I came awake on that final night;
I reached for her in bed-

But an empty space was all I got;
There was no one to wipe these tears.
I could scream and cry for many hours;
But it wouldn't chase my fears.

I tried so hard to tell myself
That everything would be alright.
But instead I ended up reminsicing
About her ever-present light...

I'm just so tired of everything;
I wish I didn't have to think...
But maybe you'll hear me one last time;
If I put this down in ink:

We had a life that was beautiful
And I wish that it could be
Because when I lay wake at night;
I still think that you're with me...

Damn, I miss you...

-Chen Yuan Wen, 11th May 2012

The Feelings That Lingerby *WordOfChen

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Post-Teen (Mature) / Traditional Fixed Forms

AUTHOR'S COMMENT:

As this week is "Inspiration Week", I decided to break out of my comfort zone and try something that I normally stay away from. Romance.

However, I felt that this week should be about the songs that inspire or rather make you feel a certain way and so I chose a song that I thought many people could relate to and made this poem based off of that song.

If you can guess what it is, feel free to drop a comment. We have plenty of psychic cookies in stock for those who guess it correctly.

Hint: This one is really easy, but the hint is; a female singer.

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates

OTHER POEMS BY ME:

The Lie of Vengeance - [link]
The Farseer - [link]
The Sadist - [link]
Hunting the Witch - [link]
The Witch Hunter - [link]
A World of Blood - [link]

OTHER LITERATURE BY ME:

Knight Run 2 - [link]
Knight Run- [link]
SANGUINE Chapter 1 - 1 - [link]

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~romantica12 Sep 4, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

I know this one! It's My Immortal from Evanescence! Amy Lee sure is great, isn't she?

~o0SHeeP0o Jun 21, 2012

awwwwies soft romantic side of capt'

*WordOfChen Jun 21, 2012 Professional Writer

Aye SHeeP, aye :3

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates

~o0SHeeP0o Jun 21, 2012

if only i could be courageous enough to tell my crush i like him (if i see him sometime.)

*WordOfChen Jun 23, 2012 Professional Writer

Go for it :3

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates

~o0SHeeP0o Jun 24, 2012

ahhhh that i'll try 0//^//0

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*WordOfChen May 31, 2012 Professional Writer

Thank you very much, I truly appreciate that ^^

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates

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~AcousticRose May 27, 2012

I love the song this is based off, but I think the words you use give a far better portrayal of the emotion than the lyrics of the song. Also, it wasn't overly sentimental or cloying which romance can easily become, so that was brilliant to see.

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