Sha's Compiled Arts And Poetry

[Kitten 367]

Poems, rhythms

 

Words

Words are like knives going through my flesh

As though it was nothing but a yarn mesh

The words are evil the words are crude

But I know the people who spew them are just plain rude

The blood flows down my skin

I wish I could just fit in

The words cut and slash

The people beat and mash

They see not the blood that flows

Even though its redder than a rose

They try to make me bleed

And believe me when I say they suceed

The people will say the words again

I wish I could scream until my head starts to spin

I tell I cry i scream I shout

I wish they would just cut it out

They make me bleed

Can they not read the pain in my face and my eyes

But I can smile and say my lies

Am I so different from those who talk

Don't we all crawl before we walk

Some say they wish I was dead

Many say they think I'm crazy in my hdead

They make me bleed from my soul and my heart

Their evil words tear me apart

But I just laugh and say I'm fine

How many times will I say that line?

All I know is they make me bleed

 

 Words

Words are just words

Yet they drag her down

She feels them tearing at her soul

She rarely lets on though

She smiles never frowns

But words are just words

Even though they drag her down.

 

Poems, Words

 

Cut

Can the pain of the wounds stop

Unfair is the word to her

Though the pain goes on she feels it less

 

Numb

Never ending pain

Unfair

Memory fading

But now she does not feel

 

Invisible

If she stands there

No one will see her

Very few would see her if she moved

If she left

So few would miss her

If she died

Bloody terrible death

Little would anyone care

Even though she's right there

 

 

Tragedy

There is a girl

Running from the reality of this world

Always hating her pain

Going round and round again

Everything seems fake

Does she know her own face

Yet there is a girl

 

Poems, Story

 

Reality Hits home

Kids stand on the lawn

Waiting Watching

The air was cold

It suited their moods

"Their coming."

Kids strained their necks

Then came the cars, escorting one from this city

It grew quiet, people bowed their heads

The war had taken another

But this was different

Until now none from the city had died

A black car passed

Then the army cars

Followed by the grieving family

We now feel the pain of reality

The pain of the war

That until now seemed fake

 

Child

Sleeping in a bed

There lays a child

Blissfully unawaares of anything outside his dream

He knows not about war

He only watches kids movies

He has no concept of what is going on outside

For he is cuddled in a warm mass of blankets

All of us where like that

Until our dreams where ripped away

Now we notice things the child does not

Though at times we wish we where still innocent

Like the child sleeping in the bed

 

 

Banners/photoeditation

 

 

PICTURES PREPARE FOR PICTURE SPAM

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

YOUTUBE VIDEOS,  PICTURES

 

http://youtu.be/zfFeEgRivzo

http://youtu.be/HlZIeF29x0A

http://youtu.be/IiFnTugKBIM

http://youtu.be/qwUVihBFld8

 

YOUTUBE VIDEOS, MUSIC/ANIME VIDEOS

 

http://youtu.be/D2fkpiLxlfc

http://youtu.be/2ELQAtcmOPg

http://youtu.be/rFmu6liMZBE

http://youtu.be/09_WDBAEgRM

http://youtu.be/KTVEyiX7zcg

http://youtu.be/_2NLvVd7Nag

http://youtu.be/0Rbsdx0QS3E

http://youtu.be/S7uspEUP6PE

http://youtu.be/o1-IeIr-ITw

http://youtu.be/DMWzjD8eAOw

http://youtu.be/olyd1j5xygo

http://youtu.be/rsXuNHUbKEk

http://youtu.be/SU7F9dWqb58

http://youtu.be/JbQBFzxWMPA

http://youtu.be/SrpdGTXZ-tw

 

 

[CommunistSpy 441]

You said it was compiled, but I only see one poem.

 

:(

[Kitten 367]

I am still compiling, refresh.

[DruinsBane 240]

Rather impressing, I love the artworks. You make my skill look child s play.

[James Undercroft 129]

Is looks niiiiice!

 

So much is about death and blood and pain XD

[domainoft 191]

If only we could get artwork ingame as paintings....That would be a grand plugin indeed.

[James Undercroft 129]

I remember reading a while back that the coding for maps was the groundwork for custom paintings. Who knows, maybe custom paintings will be made in vanilla sooner than we think!  

[Kitten 367]

I wrote the poams years ago, its what kept me from killing myself.  I had a whole notebook of them and just selected the best, as for art, this was over several years, so you can always see, the skill increase and decrease.

[Knox213 10]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.