Prophecy

When the sun fades away
And the trees start to sway
For the land's slipping into
The darkness...
And the moon seems to cry
As her old lullably
Is no longer remembered
By us...

Return to me
On the wind, past the sea
Gentle zephyr that returns
With rememberance
Surely one day
When our life slips away
We'll rekindle with the sun
And the stars....

For when hope flickers out
And we are filled with doubt
Death descends upon us
Forevermore...




My Darkest Days

Night fills my head,
Pain pounds in my heart
Clouds fill the sky
Lightning and thunder,
Flashes of light
The wind seems to sigh,
For now, I know these are

My darkest days, darkest nights,
Darkest moon and sun;
Hang from a thread of light
It has begun...
My darkest days, darkest nights,
Darkest dusk and dawn;
But now, the thread's dwindled
Since no hope has come
To save my lightless eyes
Lightless days
Lightless nights....

The sky is covered with thick
Blankets of clouds
Black as my hands...
This empty shell of a body
Hides my sorrows, my worries
Keep it all inside,
And still, I know these are

My darkest days, darkest nights,
Darkest times of all
Into the midnight
To darkness I fall
My darkest days, darkest nights,
Darkest times I know
Hidden but still alive
Beneath the snow
As long as I'm dead inside
No one will know.

Poetry
Hey. This is my poetry page. o.o I wrote all of this stuff myself.. Enjoy. Also, there should be more to come. o.O I just found the email of my old poetry from two good friends of mine, Tara and Phillip. If you wanna send me your poetry for me to post up here, feel welcome.
- Sallia
PS: The first three directly to my right are songs. o.o The first one without a name has no tune, yet, but I wrote in in 1st grade and I still remember it for some odd reason.
In all due honesty, though, I'm jacked. I like this poetry, but it's too effin depressing. If that's your cup of tea, sweetness dude, but Poetry 2 and 3 are better. =)
Beyond the fields
Beyond the trees
I can sense a glowing breeze
For on this earth
Regardlessly
We live together...
From the giant panda,
To the fierciest lion
Or even the smallest mouse
Truly, we should live in harmony.
Emerald forests, drenched in life
Should be remembered as sacred
For while we do not live within them,
Our neighbors do.

Dark marble arches
Polished tile
Outside, death marches

Onwards, to our exile
People who drown
In their own denial...

You suffer from the sound
Voices crying
Bodies fall to the ground

The planet's dying
Cracked and parched
But we're denying

To have any part
Though we're partners in crime
Controlled in the dark

Lost within endless time
We never look back
To what we've left behind

Until we attack
Our soul that remains
Eternally trapped

But life's just a game
That we never understand
That you never can tame

A part of this land
Is one with my dreams
As gold as the sand

That, warm and serene
Awaits the first dawn
That has stopped to see

That life waits beyond
The stars and the night
And with it, we'll bond

Until all the fright
Within us will die
Then all will be right

Beyond the sky
Opulent things
But no one asks why

Constantly, our dreams
Rapidly last
Within the seams

To ocean, cast
A shattered memory
Of a cherished past

This silent revery
Drifts beyond space
Weighing so heavily

As to take the place
Of guilt and of sorrow
That decimates

Me, but with tomorrow
We will encounter
Contemplations to borrow

As to pass the hours
That just drift away
Beyond no such power

That I can relate
The nightmare continues
Although I'm awake.






The cold wind
Singing  a melancholy
Melody....
My eyes glance
Outside, through my heart...
I keep wondering,
Are they joyous without me?
Daydreaming, the sun having set
Long ago,
I keep expecting to see them
Waiting for me outside
Amidst ghostlike snowflakes
Like phantoms, though,
They never appear.
My heart, bleeding
A different kind of blood
I nurse my wounds
Silently
Torn bandages
And red-tainted tears staining
Pale skin...
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Eyes that peer
Out from
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and               pine trees
        Waiting
In     a     sacred  
            Field....
    The   winds   swirl
As tears f
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   But yet, you smile....
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                          This place, that seems 

          Magickal
    Yet,               so melancholy..........
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