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I guess it was only a matter of time really that this would happen.

So Ivic banned me from the forum for not having written a song about Ravens yet...

well the reason for that is threefold:

1 - I'm lazy
2 - I don't particularly like my poetry
3 - Raven's are dark and scary, sometimes depressing birds...

but last night i realised I've had Raven's Song floating in me for quite a while...

and this is it (written the way the song lyrics go... because one day this will be a song):

Raven's Song

Raven’s Song

Dark, dark, everything’s dark.
These words that fall from my lips,
Mean nothing, nothing,
Everything’s nothing.
I’ve lost my only heart.

It calls to me broken, everything’s broken.
Nothing will be the same.
The one that I want.
Everything’s gone.
Belongs to another’s game.

Black wings.
Dark within.
Ravens call.
Lost it all.
Black wings.
Dark within.
Ravens call.
Ravens Song.

Down, down, convinced that I’ve drowned.
Nothing makes me smile.
Gone, gone.
Fuck knows it gone.
You made it all worthwhile.

Black wings.
Dark within.
Ravens call.
Lost it all.
Black wings.
Dark within.
Ravens call.
Ravens Song.

How did I lose it?
I never really had it.
My mind lied.
My life died.
If only I’d gotten there sooner.

Black wings.
Dark within.
Ravens call.
Lost it all.
Black wings.
Dark within.
Ravens call.
Ravens Song.

Ravens call.
Ravens Song.

Hmmm interesting and not as bad as you think, don't be so hard on yourself, think mine is worse.

yours are amazing.

the more i read mine the more i think it sounds whiny and preteenish...

This is certainly dark, and that fits the theme of the raven very well. I like the chorus and how most of the lines are only two words long. It creates a very concise vibe, almost rapid in its execution. What kind of music did you have in mind when you wrote this? I'm thinking something fast-paced, but the words could work with something slower, too.

it's a pretty slow song... i have a very choir-ee kind of voice so holding notes for longer works well for me... which is where the inspiration came from... also it's in E major so the sharps make it sound a bit... eerie...

but yeah...

Might as well post this here to avoid another topic...

Gushing river
Slowely falls
Ebbs and flows
With each pound of the drum

Crimson waterfall
Slips down the surface
Around the curvature
And to the floor

Warm as it comes
Cold as it stays
Starts a gentle trickle
Tingling across the land

The constant beat
The painful sting
As silver edges it way
Making new valleys

Regardless of time
Regardless of reason
These wounds will heal
In times own course

I made a poem for someone:

Hi head was filled with words,
Sense of which they made none,
His eyes the colour of sky,
Pondered of where he’d gone.

The wind blew through his fur,
Leaf green in the early morn,
Soft snow white around his maw,
His mind it truly felt torn.

Towards the north east he looked,
His mind a confused mess,
He knew what he should do,
But for now he needed his rest.

One day his heart came out,
All of it’s own accord,
It spoke to the one he loved,
And received it’s own reward.

If only he’d known back then,
How easy life would become,
Acting without a thought,
Is the only act he would have done.

My other two poems from the day:

Remember

Remember the day the trees went away,
And the music in our heads ceased to play.
Remember the day when two became four,
And those that had changed went back to before.

Remember a time when the land was green as can be,
When creatures of flesh inhabited the sea.
Remember the days when the sun shone so bright,
It took half the day for it to become night.

Remember the smell the taste and the sounds,
Of fauna and flora that burst from the ground.
Remember the moments when men became kings,
Remember the time when those men grew wings.

Now take back those memories, and keep them with care,
Take back the land and stop the warfare.
Forget the anger, the sadness, the pain.
Forget that your goal is all you can gain.

Remember this earth is all that we’ve got,
Remember this land cannot be forgot.
For without this land, her trees and her water,
We are just humans, ripe for the slaughter.
 
Rise Up

If clouds of dust can grow and grow,
Then why can’t we make them slow?
If we are the reason they came to be,
Then who’s to blame? Who but we?

If black waters can spread and spread,
Then we can’t we stop it dead?
If our creations caused the mess,
Then this is an issue for us to address.

If lies and deceit become the talk of the town,
Why do we continue to be let down?
It’s time for us, who work this land,
To rise up against the power and make a stand.
To rise up against the power.
Make a stand.

Nice job raven, I can put a few beats and stuff together that sounds ok but lyrics, no. they always start out lame and end up making no sense xD.

I was bored...

this poem/song is written about an unhealthy obsession with a famous person...

NO ITS NOT ABOUT ME AND MY LOVE FOR TOM HIDDLESTON!!! THAT IS TOTALLY LEGIT AND WILL TOTALLY HAPPEN!!! *Cries in a corner of her padded cell, waiting for the hose again*

The Following

A thousand miles away,
A heart knows not of distance.
The moment eyes have seen you,
Love forms in a very instant

Follow the path to your homestead,
And maybe to your heart.

Why wont you love me,
Why cant you see,
A love like yours and mine,
Is truly meant to be.

They try to keep it separated,
Keeping us apart,
But nothing can prevent,
The falling of my heart.

Knowing your every move,
Following your every word.

Why wont you love me,
Why cant you see,
A love like yours and mine,
Is truly meant to be.

Souvenirs of love unrequited,
Bits of lost and found.
Nothing they say or do to me,
Can turn this love around.

Why wont you love me,
Why cant you see,
A love like yours and mine,
Is truly meant to be.

Away.

She came to me in silence,
not quickly nor slowly, just there.
It was rude of her I admit,
But of her presence I was suddenly aware.
She didn't let me go at first,
She hugged around my heart.
She wanted me to follow her,
Into the night of dark.

She spoke to me in sombrence,
reliving every plight.
She new my every weakness,
she new my every fight.
I wanted so to leave her,
to walk away that eve.
But even though they said I'd cope,
I found it impossible to leave.

She sat upon my chest,
as heavy as the earth.
She brought about my greatest fear,
and lost me my self worth.
I hoped that if I spoke to you,
I'd be able to survive.
But she tempted me with silver shards,
The only time I felt alive.

She came to me in silence,
In shrowds of black and grey.
She came to me in silence,
on that, my last, cold day.
I'd hoped that if I spoke to you,
that things would be okay.
But you weren't there when she was,
And now I'm gone. Away.

That really does have some heavy feels to it.

Raven Song:
Speed of Light

We live our lives,
In the fast lane.
Moving through a constant stream,
Of concience. Of being awake.
Living at the speed of light.

We live our lives,
Once. Just that.
Breaking walls and building them again,
Becoming new with each encounter.
Loving at the speed of light.

We live our lives,
A collective body.
A billion parts of one massive machine.
Cogs and gears and body parts inseperate.
Moving at the speed of light.

We live our lives,
At speed.
Never stopping, no matter the cost.
Time doesn't slow, nor end for us.
That
Is the speed of life.

This is beautiful, Raven...

Thank you for writing it.

Beautiful, Sev would have liked it.

Dreamless Sleeper.

I have not dreamt
Since I met you.
I thought I had
Once
But that was not true.

My dreams were just illusions
Clouded images in my mind
Stories I made up
Hoping
Pictures of my design.

I have not dreamt again
Since I fell in love
My mind is a blank space
Empty
Awaiting instruction from above.

I think I understand it
This constant dreamless night
My dream is now awake
You
I'm certain that this is right.

That is a wonderful piece, Raven.
I really enjoy your poetry. Thank you for sharing what is clearly a very personal piece.

Raven Song wrote: ↑Mon Jul 16, 2018 3:17 am Dreamless Sleeper.

I have not dreamt
Since I met you.
I thought I had
Once
But that was not true.

My dreams were just illusions
Clouded images in my mind
Stories I made up
Hoping
Pictures of my design.

I have not dreamt again
Since I fell in love
My mind is a blank space
Empty
Awaiting instruction from above.

I think I understand it
This constant dreamless night
My dream is now awake
You
I'm certain that this is right.

This is actually awesome. I freaking enjoyed it.

Thanks Noah

My better half moved in today and naturally my neurotic brain is on fire and as such I can't sleep.

Function Does Not Exist

I don't think I'm meant to be like that
To think or act or move or exist
In the manner in which my brain tried it's hardest to convince me is real and not wrong.

I don't think I'm meant to think like that
To have sadness and glee and anger
In a manner in which I constantly question if breathing is a safe thing do.

I don't think I'm meant to act like that
To have fear in my movement and inability to be
In a manner in which I'm comfortable around you and having you in my space.

I don't think I'm meant to exist
As a human alone in space and time
In a manner in which I am surrounded by your presence which I have come to revere as nirvana.

I do think I am meant to be
To think to act to exist as a slave to you
In a manner in which my very being is awakened in a matter of seconds upon hearing your voice

Upon knowing you exist in a space so contained with me as a person
As a human
As a god.

I do think I am meant to be
With you

It's just not something I ever thought attainable

In this lifetime

Or the next.

<3 it's a really beautiful piece

Yay! You did a poem and I love it! Pardon my excitement, I found more music and I'm just enjoying this poem a lot.

Thanks guys! Poetry means a lot to me. Takes me a while to find the inspirations... and when it comes... it spills out of me

That is really beautiful. ^.^
I'm happy that the two of you are together.