The Enchanted Cave 2
Delve into a strange cave with a seemingly endless supply of treasure, strategically choos
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COMPLETE edition of the interactive "choose next panel" comic
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I thank you for your input. I wasn't expecting anything great of this piece or for it to really work out. As it says I wrote this in less than two minutes. It was more of a spur of the moment entry that I might work on more, but I didn't want to forget it so I posted it. Plus I always found revising a drag. I feel that every piece of writing, no matter how many flaws, has its own personality and in its own way wonderful. I feel that as long as a writer puts his heart in it, whether it's in a single word or a thousand pages, it is a work of art. So again Thank you for your input and feel free to check out my other work on my page
Bluejay's Dreams
Sleep peacefully my dear Bluejay
Have no dream filled with clouds of grey
Sleep peacefully my dear Bluejay
Sing your song and brighten the day
Sleep peacefully my dear Bluejay
Wait for your love to return and say
Sleep peacefully my dear Bluejay
For this my love is your final day
I wrote this is less than two minuets tell me what you think
I really liked it. I don't think I noticed any mistakes, but I'm poor at proof reading anyways.
I like to write poems and stuff myself. So keep on writing. Never-mind mistakes and always give it all your heart.
A Ballroom for Two
The crystal chandelier illuminates the hall. The room is filled with the soft playing of a string orchestra.
A couple dance in the center of the ballroom their beauty slowly capturing the eyes of the near by dancers.
Soon only they remain moving they are lost in each others eyes.
The bystanders watching are moved to tears by the pair.
The male's strong yet soft eyes seemed to melt away the other girls and his smile made them weak in the knees.
Their passion for him was strong enough to be felt, yet so was their hatred.
This girl had him all to herself.
The females beauty had even the most courageous men shying away in embarrassment.
Her soft and shining hair should have been coveted as a holy treasure.
Her smile broke hearts and her eyes seemed to drown your soul in their beauty.
Yet all this spite and jealousy went unnoticed for this couple they were in a ballroom for two.
They saw only each other no one else.
For hours they danced hand in hand as endlessly and unwavering as the love they shared.
The beauty they had meant nothing to them, so long as they had their love in this crowded room
An Angel's Sadness
On these wings you gave to me, I'll soar to new heights and witness new things.
Through your love and kindness I'll take flight, forever into a moonlit night.
On lonely days I'll dream for you and hope that you'll take flight soon.
My tears reach you through rain and I pray that you'll feel my pain.
My wings, to me, mean nothing without your embrace.
I've grown impatient, but I must wait.
My tears will fall on your final days as I wait patiently for your warm embrace.
When we kiss at heavens gate, that will surely be worth the painful wait.
As your heart takes its final beat, I turn for I can not watch you die.
You ascend to heaven on silent wings, but my closed eye do not see a thing.
As you embrace me from behind, I do all I can not to cry.
I missed your scent, your joy, your touch.
I shout my love as I turn around.
In heaven we are eternally bound.
Are you scared to Die?
My life has just begun, yet in my heart I'm near the end of my run.
The next day brings me no pleasure. Just the pain of one less to live at my leisure.
I sleep very little for the fear of the day.
That I wake up underground trapped in my grave.
What awaits me when my hour glass runs dry?
Is it eternal living or a new beginning.
I fear the tomorrow out of the lack of the truth.
My fears are all real but that's all they are.
I'm just a young man too curious for his own good.
So before I die with my tear filled eyes tell me one thing.
Are You Afraid To Die
Sadistic Lover
I wake every morning to the glowing beauty of your smile.
The sweet tones of your voice fill me with a tender warmth.
You have my heart and I will have yours.
In the end, no one will come between our love.
You lay there asleep as my knife ends your life.
Your beauty and voice will never be shown to anyone else.
Your heart sits beautifully in a jar on my desk.
Do you hate me, my love?
Did I do the wrong thing?
I gave you my love, yet you only gave me your beauty.
In the end I was caught and killed.
Before I died, your heart pulsed one last time.
I heard your voice and saw your smile.
I will now leave this life in peace.
With your blood on my hands my mind began to dwell.
Will I see you again or will I rot in hell?
I write as I feel
I could care less about standards or how it rolls of the tongue
If it sounds good to me then my job is done
I could care less about rhymes or that it flows like a song
Half the time my spelling is wrong
Be it spelling or flow I often do lack
But do not hate or call my words whack
The reason I write is because I don't talk
And typing sure beats the heck outta chalk
I write what I dream, without reason or care
As free as a bird soaring high in the air
This post is as hypocritical as living to die
Because I spell-checked every word and dotted each i.
A perfect world for me and my girl.
http://drac015.newgrounds.com/news/post/
620237
All that is missing is the girl.
Maybe I'll find her one day.
http://drac015.newgrounds.com/news/post/
619846
I've been feeling dark and sadistic recently
Tell me what you think of the my short story in the link above
At 8/18/11 10:24 AM, Polonium wrote: as soon as i started reading this i started crying and i just havent stopped all day i am so affected
I glad you were so affected. Thank you
http://drac015.newgrounds.com/news/post/
619559
A darker more depressing poem, but something everyone thinks about deep in their mind at some point