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Nu sunt ale mele ...dar imi plak :-P

The Witch

You have been dabbling in negru magic
Your ending will be tragic
You will be burnt at the stake
Make no mistake

No chance of redemption
No divine intervention
You have been practicing the black arts
That is where your downfall starts

You have been condemned as a witch
The onlookers will watch you twitch
You will be consumed by fire
On your funeral pyre

You are going to Hell
You have cast your last spell
To your utter consternation
You face eternal damnation

Moderator Data inscrierii: 26/Iul/2007 Mesaje: 340

pff..am eu un cantec destul de gothic zic eu dar l-am postat deja la "my poems" :lol:

nu-i a mea :-D

, nici nu stiu cum se numeste

As you stand there gazing at the same moon you wonder
is everything you never wanted all you really have?
hollow empty eyes bleeding for answers questioning
is there more to life than waiting here to die?
there's got to be a better way to pass the time
Don't let go, nothing will save you
it can hold you
it can set you free
nothing is something worth holding onto
"why Don't I feel real?"
the question on your mind
i believe the more real you are
the harder it is to feel real in this world of illusion
to you, for you
I beg
please grab onto nothing
I know nothing is all that's strong enough to hold you.

Choices

I am but one person
I can not travel two trails at once
I can no more do all I desire
than split myself in two
and hurl myself down both paths
I can not sleep in a bed
and hope to keep it made
I can not read a book
while keeping plenar darkness
Nor can I hold the candle of love
while facing the winds of destiny
For what fills the heart
must also numb the mind
and what binds us together
will forever hold me back
But these are just choices my love
Choices that are made everyday
To play or to work
To dream or to wake
To love or to hate
To breathe or to die
We will make our choices love
We will cast our die
But know now, no matter what
that you and you alone
were the one to steal my heart
And should destiny call me away
you will be my greatest sacrifice

Cred ca acelasi autor :-D

Member 3 Data inscrierii: 29/Aug/2007 Mesaje: 280

The Bridal Ballad by Edgar Allan Poe

The ring is on my hand,
And the wreath is on my brow;
Mătase and jewels grand
Are all at my command,
And I am happy now.

And my lord he loves me well;
But, when first he breathed his vow,
I felt my bosom swell-
For the words rang as a knell,
And the voice seemed his who fell
In the battle down the dell,
And who is happy now.

But he spoke to re-assure me,
And he kissed my pallid brow,
While a reverie came o'er me,
And to the church-yard bore me,
And I sighed to him before me,
Thinking him dead D'Elormie,
"Oh, I am happy now!"

And thus the words were spoken,
And this the plighted vow,
And, though my faith be broken,
And, though my heart be broken,
Here is a ring, as token
That I am happy now!

Would God I could awaken!
For I dream I know not how!
And my soul is sorely shaken
Lest an evil step be taken,-
Lest the dead who is forsaken
May not be happy now.

goth poem de'a binelea :

dimineata eu ma scol
si pe dintisori ma spal
nu am kef sa merg la scoala
efectiv ma baga'n boala

ma trantesc in varf de pat
simt ca viata-i de rahat
simt ca nimic nu e bine
si imi bag cutitu-n mine

iau si furca si ma-npung
dar la scoala tot ajung
si sa vezi durere, frate
astazi dam teza la mate !!!

nu am invatat nimic
creieru meu e prea mic
deci nu il incarc de pomana
...ce na's da s-o iau la goana

ce na-s da sa fug departe
unde de teze n-am parte
dau si bani, dau si avere
pana cand scoala va piere

=))

f***ing s***ing shit