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Date Posted: 06:38:54 04/19/01 Thu
Author: Jenn and Poetic Dream
Subject: ~**~First Light(previously called False Light)~**~

False Light Prt.1

Plagued by this life
I now lead,
Ice flowing through
My veins.
I am alone
So alone.

The shadows,
My only refuge,
My dwelling place;
Darkness shrouding
This crippled wretch
I have become.

Shunned by humanity
Outcast to the living.
Is this really happening?
God has forsaken me.
Am I really alive?
Craving what I know
Is wrong.

Darkness clouds my soul;
And blackened spirit.
I feel nothing..
I can not believe this
Nightmare images dance
Through my head.

Broken Soul Prt. 2

Ashamed of what I am,
Of what I could be.
Blinding vengance upon
The weak, I prey.
My broken soul;
Broken spirit.

No chance at redemption.
Never seeing the sun.
Never asking for this,
Every ounce of my being
Screams for what I know
It can not have.

I have become what I
Fear the most.
Doubting my own
Existance,
My sanity fading
Away inch by inch.

Losing touch of reality
Having dreams of what I was
Once before.
Forced to prey upon
The innocent.
Blood-Lust has raped my mind.

Vampire Dark Prt. 3

I had a life,
A wife and two sons.
My wife now loves another.
Watching my sons grow up
Without me.
The agony I feel is
Beyond imagination.

Deeply saddened,
I let out a woeful sigh.
I want to die..
Oh, please! Please?
Allow me to die??
But no one hears my plea.

I am nothing without her.
I am but an empty shell.
Is this my punishment?
To go through life as what
I fear the most?


Crescent Moon Prt. 4

I fall to my knees in a
Heartbreak of a thousand-
No one hears me cry out.
What a miserable wretch
I have become.
The shadows are silent.

My mind, already poisoned
And corrupt by the vice
I have done.
Travellers walk by at night
They don't greet me.
Instead, they snicker or run.

I am a lark, a jest..
Something to laugh at.
I am their worst nightmare..
Something to fear.
My misery goes unanswered.
Am I alone?

Immortality Prt. 5

My immortality is a constant
Reminder of my sins in my
Previous life.
I can not live, nor can I die.
I want to die; when at the same
Time, I don't.

With this existance,
Immortality comes with a price.
To let the living die,
While standing by to watch.
Immortality is the greatest dream..
And the worse nightmare.

The debt is never paid.
My price was a small amount
Compared to what my wife and
Two sons had endured.
I can never go back to that life,
I doubt that I even want to.

The Awakening Prt. 6

So many answers left unsaid-
So many questions still
Linger in my mind.
Wheather those questions
Will be answered,
Only time will tell.

I have accepted what I am.
Our way of life is a complex one,
But simple as well.
I have found others like me.
I've discovered that I am
Not so different than them.

I do not fear them anymore.
Perhaps this was meant to be.
Perhaps this was test.
Everything happens for a reason,
I see that now...
As I see through different eyes.

New Sight Prt. 7

A new life has opened its door
To an entire raw world, untouched;
By man's corruption and greed.
A man, re-born.
My observations show they aren't evil.
They are a race of both grace and beauty.

Being one of them, I have found out
There is good in all things.
Even in those places we can not see.
My eyes were sewn shut by my fear
My eyes have been opened-
Despite my terror.

I see eloquence, charm
Romance
Or a search for it
Exists everywhere.
Can it be found?
My quest continues.

My new journey excites me..
I behold many strange things
Of which I can not explain.
The mortals were wrong
In blaming them for the killings.
That infuriates me even more.

I try to share
With the fearful what I see here.
They scoff at me.
They scurry off,
Run away in terror.
My words fall on cobblestones.

Silence is all I hear.
Just the wind and the crickets.
The mortals laugh at me..
I am a lark, a jest...they say
I am saddened once more.
Because of my words fall on deaf ears.

How can they be so close-minded?
I am dismayed that stories
Paint us as blood-sucking,
Evil, night creepers.
Misinformation of the masses
Is the hardest curse to overcome.
Will anyone ever believe?

The Blinded Ones Prt. 8

Why won't they listen?
Don't they care?
They are blind, just as I was.
I found beauty in my fears
A beauty I have seen before,
But never wanted to admit it.

What could be worse than being blind?
Could it be having sight but no vision.
We must not look with our eyes only.
We must delve into our own hidden secrets
To actually know what sight is.
Eyes look but do not see.

The others have gave me true sight
True sight in this harsh world
How can mortals live without vision?
How can they percieve the world around
Them without it? I am surrounded by the
Excitement of discovering a new empire!

We have been misjudged by so many.
We cannot live centuries and remain ignorant.
Few of our kind feed on bloodlusts.
Most have learned that does not have to be.
We are cursed with a twisted immortality.
Fires will not warm us when it is sunlight we crave.
With age comes wisdom and a need for retribution.

Ring of Justice Prt. 9

Justice.
What does it mean?
So many of us have different definitions
Mortals and Immortals alike.
A few of us think justice is but a plague
Most of us think its way to create order out of chaos.

Justice, too, can fall victim to humanity.
Many know not what justice is.
It is not mere laws and edicts.
Justice lies within our moralities.
Prejudice and racism
Must not be misconstrued as justice.

It is not as easy to confide in swindlers
Than in true friends. Many will betray,
Many will lie and cheat. So many lives
Lost to injustice.
It saddens my heart to see so many
Unwanted children.

Justice is silent yet it can be deafening
When you choose to ignore it.
We cry out at injustice but morals and decency
Fall by the wayside like wounded animals.
Fairness and order should not be forsaken.
What kind of examples are we for our children?

Mortal men stripped without cause..
They are demons in the night, not us.
We do not beat our children,
We do not starve our young...
They do...
Some mortal men in this world are monsters.

Mortals stereotype us as something to fear.
We have not all forsaken truth and justice.
All it takes is a few bad ones and we are all labeled.
Your honor, your name is easily tarnished.
It is very hard to regain it once lost.
Trod softly upon this land lest injustice befall you as well.

The Snake Strikes Prt. 10

Hurting seems to befall some men
It's almost second nature to them.
What I see is the beauty of something they
Do not understand
Or is beyond comprehension.
Beware of the snake, lest it will strike.

Beware of the ''viper'' that cursed mankind.
Do all asps bite or secrete poisons?
Fear not the snake but those who pretend to be.
These imposters will kill with no blood shed.
Be very careful what ideas you accept.
Beware the snake without fangs or rattlers.

What is so horrible about us?
Why do mortal men fear what they
Do not understand?
I can not go back to my previous
Existance;
Nor do I want to.

Sands Of Time Prt. 11

We are creatures of the night-
We kill want we need to survive.
I think of my wife on occasion,
Knowing I can't see her again.
I still have memories of who I
Once was.

When I saw 'Dracula,'
It disgusted me.
We are so much better than
What Hollywood portrays on
The silver screen.
So much more civil.

I see grace where fear
was haunting my dreams.
I see visions of elegance and
Romance.
I find that these creatures
Aren't barbaric.

Forgotten tales of Vampric Lore
Buried deep beneath the Sands of Time,
Lost forever.
Laying there, gathering dust and soon
Will fade out of existance.
This deepens the very core of my heart.

Seeking Redemption Prt. 12

As I sit here,
I have come to the notion to consider
My writings;
While yearning to have redemption
Scalds my soul and breathes
Life into my spirit.

I know how sad we have become..
I feel they're aching.
It's a terrible burden to carry
At the price for immortality.
I watched my wife die today..
Will this debt ever be paid?

I appeared to have forgotten
My preivious life. My wife, family,
Friends fade as I seek my
Redemption.
Is it within my grasp?
Will it slip through my fingers like sand?

Dreams and Visons Prt. 13

Dream as I may,
The visions come to me.
There is no escape, I realize.
Watching my wife die,
Is a nightmare itself.
My sons, my sons...

Visions come of a day
When I do reach judgement,
Will I be judged fairly?
That I can not see..
For it is the future.
Time should not be messed with.

I'm waiting for my redemption,
In purgatory of the damned.
Watching and waithing...
Waiting and watching...
The wait is long. So long.

The Grim Reaper Prt. 14

Dreams I have of this place
Are so surreal to me,
Sensing some sort of prescence.
Perhaps its Death, coming to
Take me away.
To my redemption?

Only time will tell.
Death is here, I know it.
I see him out of the corner
Of my eye.
I can not die, or live.
I am nothing.

I have seen the world
Through different eyes.
I was blind to fact..
I have eyes now.
Please, let me recieve my
Deliverance.

The Light Shines: An Angel Prt. 15

A bright light suddenly
Bathes me in its
Illumination. What is it?
It doesn't hurt to look at it.
Is it the passage to Heaven?
Am I saved?

A figure walks out with angel wings.
It is! Oh, it is! The angel stands there...
Reaching out of me.
I reach for her hand and clasp it.
The goodness from this angel melted
Away my darkness.

Purged the evil inside.
I could live again.
Kneeling down to beg for
Redemption...
She shook her head and
Motioned me to rise.

I look into her eyes...
Such peace, such beauty.
She gently kissed my cheek.
At that moment, time stood still.
A tear ran down my cheek.
She lead me into the Light.

I knew at that moment on,
I knew all the questions and answers.
As I watched my old body wither and fade..
I knew somehow, someway
My prayers had been answered,
I had finally found my peace, I was redeemed.

Copywrite: Jenn and Poetic Dream
3/19/01.

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