Otherwordly

Otherwordly

Wednesday, 27 July 2011

Become the Part We Both Love to Hate

 
Me.
I like to be alone.
No one around.
No Sound.
Just me.
I like to be imaginative.
Live in a dream world.
My Own Place.
Just me.
You.
You spoilt this.
You are the man in my nightmares,
You are the haunting.
Just you.
You.
Are the knife in my veins.
The blackness in my soul.
The darkness of my mind.
Just you.
You.
Turn Love to Hate.
Pure to Black.
Life to Death
You.
Cause everything pain.
The evil within a smile.
Cause the innocence grief.
You
And me.
Are different 

The Burn

Curse you,
You immortal child -
You demon of life.
Damn you
To the unending of Hell;
And the beginning of pain.
Vex you,
You impetious life
With a heart of stone.
Blight you,
You little imp, you sprite
Of fire and ice.
You have the face of an Angel,
But the soul of hate.
Those that cant show warmth and joy to you,
Only show your reflection of pain.
The carcass of your face,
(Once was the skin of a saint)
Crumbles before your very eyes.
The Angle soon begins to fade.
No longer the Angel,
So pure not tainted.
Now becomes the demon -
Ill-spirited and evil

December

Coldness running through my body -
Searching for the warmth,
That's no where to be found.
Is stare at you from afar,
I try to shout you.
Words but yet no sound.
Aches taking over me,
Pains starting to show.
I wish I could say.
If only you could know.
Falling to the ground,
With no control.
Looking into the world above,
You took my soul.
Waking up somewhere new,
A place never seen before.
Glancing behind me,
You close the door.
You wrap me up in the warmth.
And now I'll always remember.
How you saved me from those
Cold days back in December. 

Symphony of Love

People talk about love as if it's a bad thing,
That your heart will end up being broke.
They think that love is a bad thing,
Yet they only see one side of love.
They only see the devastating,
Aftermath, the world crumbling.
They only feel the heartbreaking
Wrench in their soul. 
No-one sees love as a good thing,
That your heart will end up whole.
No-one thinks love is a good thing,
They never see the true meaning of love.


Love is like the coming of souls -
The union of life.
Love is like the  heavens above -
An Angel by your side.
The feeling when you get lost
In his eyes; 
Is love.
The feeling that the world has just stopped
Before you;
Is love.
The feeling that everything disappears
Around you;
Is love.
The feeling of butterflies which suddenly appears
Within you;
Is love

Tuesday, 26 July 2011

Films

Last night I was watching Man in the Iron Mask, and it occurred to me that I spent roughly fifteen minutes crying. Why is that might you ask?
 Well:
I for one cry at any films, but what got me choked up so much, is that friends drifted apart whether by nature, adulthood, family etc. will come together when needed. To protect the one they love, adore. In this case how the musketeers stood
 "One for all, and all for one"
Now the grandeur of this scene moved me so much that I felt my feelings for the King were just, his attitude was rotten, much like the food he fed his country, and his hatred for his brother sickened me. 
How could one possibly hate so much that they would imprison their own flesh and blood.
Power, wealth, lust. Each sin he possessed made me realise how lucky I am to love my own brother.


How could one drive to such monstrosity is beyond me, but it is perhaps that myself is naive, and still believe in fairytales. Not that this was a fairytale but it had an ending similar; that those who live well and just, will live happily ever after.

:)


She wakes up with a smile,
She sleeps with a smile.
She smiles for him.
She smiles.

Sunday, 5 June 2011

Dissertation

Oh the joys of figuring out what to write for an English dissertation. So many questions with so little answers.
I finally narrowed my choice down to Wicked, which is quite the opposite from what I began with: Interview with the Vampire. Now it seems I need to find a topic to look at within Wicked. So how do I reach that target?. As one would say look at the book and see what themes evolve.


It might help if I manage to read the book first.


Oh dear. that maybe my next target for this month.


READ THE BOOK INSTEAD OF OTHER FANTASY NOVELS.


I wonder if i would be allowed to write about paranormal romance instead though it seems unlikely :P
haha
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