Poetry Corner

[ardenik]

We already have the poetry corner for this. Very good poem by the way.

thanks man. happy birthday, by the way

[DvlzAdvocate]

Hats off to you ardenik jan!

[ardenik]

thanks, DvlzAdvocate.

anon: i didnt know about the poetry corner. i just found it now... i must say i dont venture outside of the fun discussions very often.

so i guess somebody, a mod, can move this into that thread... i have other works to post, but ill wait for the move before i start posting other ones.

[anileve]

Mortified, I pounced on the filthy creature and remorselessly clove its head from its niche with one sure tug. I proudly celebrated my achievement with a long-awaited meal. I rewarded myself with a piece of raw meat for the first time in a near eternity.

I cringed over this one. Ardenik jan, what possessed you to imagine something as grotesque as this? You have to stop munching on rubies.

After I had consumed every comestible ounce of the foul carcass, I allowed myself a brief moment of requiescence before I resumed elaboration on the burdensome stain of ink that had led me to my melancholic condition in the first place.

Simply brilliant! You have a touch of that magic realism that I love, and apparently you are quiet good. Very articulate, creative and surreal flow!

BTW: I do hope you will start glancing into the Intellectual Lounge forum.

[ardenik]

BTW: I do hope you will start glancing into the Intellectual Lounge forum.

for you, darling, i will

i actually wrote this just after i turned 16. i hadnt tried any drugs then & had no first hand experience as to what they do to u... i just let my imagination do it for me.

whatever i am about to post, i had written between the ages of 14 & 16. i used to write songs & poems back then.... i havent written anything since, in terms of lyrics or poems or whatnot... just a lot of music. so whatever u see me post in this thread was written in those days. some of it isnt great, but heck, what the hell does a 15 year old kid know about writing poetry? loll

[ardenik]

Dying Cries

Lyric: Arden Arapyan

Music: Barouyr Labajian & Arden Arapyan

Dying Cries was written in March of 1997 with the intention of paying tribute to the 1.5 million Armenians who were tortured, raped, massacred, mutilated and ultimately killed in the hands of the Turkish Ottoman Empire during the Armenian Genocide of 1915. It is not so much an expression of rage against any present group of people, but rather a reminder of the unimaginable hardships that our ancestors have endured. We believe that Armenia is willing to forgive if Turkey ceases to forget…

There once was a lonely soldier
And he asked me if I knew
The places he had been
And the terror he had seen.
He said: “Come listen to my story:

“It was a long, long time ago,
The year was 1915.
I do remember, though,
I just wish I had seen the evil in his eyes.
I saw happiness and paradise,
But all he had for me were Dying Cries...

“The whole world was at war.
He said: ‘What are we fighting for?
My friend, can’t you see?
We’re like brothers you and me!
So, why don’t you walk with me?’

“He seemed so truthful then,
As if he really meant well.
So, I gave him all my men.
I can’t believe I couldn’t tell the evil in his eyes.
I saw happiness and paradise,
But all he led me to were Dying Cries...

“And now, I see it in his lying eyes.
He says: ‘You and your people will die!’
_________________

“Ever since, he’s denied his acts.
He doesn’t want the world to see.
But I, for one, have faced the facts,
What he did to me.
Only I know he’s full of lies.
He’s got open eyes and alibis,
But all he’s got for me are Dying Cries...

“He laughed in my face when I showed him my Dying Cries...”

[Emil]

Can we stick to just posting poetry? You guys are going off topic.

[Tres Bien]

Ardenik
Thank's for posting your lovely poems /writings. It was a pleasure to read!

[anileve]

If I wasn’t
One day I will be
I cough up regret
The voice won’t let me forget
What I never will be

[ardenik]

It's 5 am, I'm still awake.
I want to sleep, for goodness' sake!
But these lines are spinning through my head
While I'm laying here in bed.

My sight grows dim, it's getting late.
Unless she comes, forever I'll wait.
A heavenly noise, in the depths of my dreams,
My Angel says it's you...

I remember how I loved you,
But you're so far away.
And if I try to fly with my wings of lead,
I know what my Angel will say.

The guiding light, it blinds my eyes.
Genesis & fate, I scrutinize.
Clarity with truth, there will never be, it seems,
Since my Angel, I thought was you...


-arden, Feb. 2000