Cloud Scented Dreams

They dance together against a world,
Soaked in the most beautiful, irridescent blue.
Magnificent strangers risen and twirled,
Just out of reach.
They blow a kiss adieu.

Sharing the heavens with a disc of golden light,
They look down at our little home,
Our little Earth.
Will it rain? I think it might,
A gift from above to your soul. For rebirth.

Frozen crystals obscure our vision,
They smile down on us in pillars of colour.
How I wish to sleep up there in pearly white cushions,
I'm not a child anymore but I'm still a youngster.

I lay here in my special place, this safe and friendly spot,
And I take a peak at this majestic painting.
I go into the garden and hide amongst a flower pot,
And I wait and I watch,
Admiring the familiar faces swirling.

Forever changing like a blue, white fire.
From the golden honey evening to the dusty pink day,
Ever dancing against a sky of sapphires.
Ever dancing through an out of reach skyway.

'Leaving'

I'm leaving for good
We're so over,
I'm so done,
So, so long,

Once a long time ago I was told,
That I possessed a light inside, all my own,
I had plans, I had dreams,
But then you smiled, and I was sold,
I was so tired of being all alone,
Happily ever after, or so it seems,
But one day you wake up
And you don't know what your life's become,

I drove with the top down,
I sang along to 'Independent Woman' out loud,
I walked tall, never wavering,
I had my feet firmly planted on the ground,
When I looked in the mirror I was proud,
But now the mirror is cracked, and shattering,

So I'm leaving for good,
We're so over,
I'm so done,
So, so long.

do we still get DPs for posting poems here? I worked hella hard on mine.

Keith, your poetry reminds me of English class where I'd be so bored of all the big fancy words, but genuinely like what is happening inside of the poem.

Pink Ranger, your poem is exactly what I like to read. Like really simple, basic English language that actually has meaning.

Bravo, and one question. A thread like this does belong in the general board instead of the MK Fan Submission one? I was never sure if MK Fan Submission was Mortal Kombat Fan ... submissions or Mortal Kombat ... submissions. I hope someone understands what I am saying because it will help me post a topic in the right forum when I feel like it.

What's posted in the MK Fan Submission Forum pertains to Mortal Kombat (characters, storylines, etc) on an artistic level by way of banners, wallpapers, fiction, fakes, sig & avatar requests, paintings, pottery, artistic interpretive dance (Well... maybe not that. heh), etc. This poetry/song lyrics thread is more general in nature where we MK 'fans' share our fears, loves, needs, desires, losses and pain... what have you. Some have even posted their favorite song lyrics and poetry not written by themselves.

I hope that sorts out your question, mate..


Ghostdragon

TOIMNM 1 of 5

“Halcyon”

I’m a rock and on a roll,
Let’s go outside and take a stroll.
Into the gaze of a lovely day
Let’s break some rules and run away.

Let’s capture the day.

A thousand clouds dancing in the sky,
Look like cherubs flying by.

Let’s take our hands and capture the day,
Before the stars come out to play.
I shout my bliss with averment
For the day that’s so content.

So, c’mon.
Halcyon

Pollination in the fields,
Another hour I want to steal.
I shout at the silence to make some noise,
I stand up to the moon with valiant poise.

Let’s take our hands and capture the day,
Before the stars come out to play.
I shout my bliss with averment
For the day that’s so content.

Give me more time and I’ll play my part.
Repair the tear that’s in my heart.

So, c’mon.
Halcyon


Ghostdragon

No. It was agreed that it was far too difficult to give dragon points since this thread is basically set up on the honor system. Others could easily plagiarize obscure songs or poems without anyone else knowing.




Thank you, it's nice to actually see someone comment on the work posted in this thread. Straight forward writing is something I've always preferred because it's my personality. I don't dress things up or decorate my feelings I just say how I feel and hope it's received well. I also tend to prefer songs and poems of that same nature. I don't want to waste my time trying to interpret a song to relate to my experiences. I want to hear it and instantly feel connected to it from the lyrics.

TOIMNM 2 of 5

“Cassiopeia”

Always faithful,
always true.
Your infinite beauty,
as a 'W'.
Your eyes are forever young,
like the rest of you.
Your help is needed,
for this fool.

Please shine your light.
Wake me up.
I'm not alright.
I can't wake up...
from my hurt.

Cassiopeia
Show me the way out of misery.
Cassiopeia
Shine your heavenly light down on me.
Cassiopeia
Direct me from my sins and pain.
Cassiopeia
I'll pray to you a thousand times...
again.

Running from the echoes,
of disgust in me
They follow me nightly,
as I try to flee
In what direction?
Now you see.
It stings so sharply,
like the angriest bee.

Please shine your light.
Wake me up.
I'm not alright.
I can't wake up...
from my hurt.

Cassiopeia
Show me the way out of misery.
Cassiopeia
Shine your heavenly light down on me.
Cassiopeia
Direct me from my sins and pain.
Cassiopeia
I'll pray to you a thousand times...
again.

I look up at you,
every night.
Cause I'm a fucking fool,
and that's alright.
Your light is known to everyone,
cause it's so bright.
Save me from my fears,
at least for one night.

Your beautiful light,
Bring it down on me.
Illuminate the night,
and wash out the lost faith...
in me.

Cassiopeia
Show me the way out of misery.
Cassiopeia
Shine your heavenly light down on me.
Cassiopeia
Direct me from my sins and pain.
Cassiopeia
I'll pray to you a thousand times...
again


Ghostdragon

"Girl of My Dreams"
I keep trying, stuck denying,
Thinking she'll cave in and give.
She'll confess, tell me yes,
And give me hope to live.
But she keeps running, and I'm still gunning
For an answer to my pleas.
I never learn; got patience to burn,
Even if she's such a tease.

She's the girl of my dreams,
And I'm still chasing after her.
She's the woman I need,
And I'm running low of strength.
She's the angel I've waited for,
My goddess and my muse.
And though I'm fighting so hard,
I cannot help but lose.

Maybe today, so I say,
Asking again if she'll go out.
She says no, I don't think so,
And leaves me in a clout.
She says it's me, I say it's she,
And we're stuck missing all the fun.
I just sigh, and again deny
That this conversation's done.

She's the girl of my dreams,
And I'm still chasing after her.
She's the woman I need,
And I'm running low of strength.
She's the angel I've waited for,
My goddess and my muse.
And though I'm fighting so hard,
I cannot help but lose.

One day, some way,
I'll make her see the real me.
I swear that I'll be there,
And she'll know I've made her happy.
Somewhere, out there,
My opportunities awaits.
No more woe; this I know;
I'm sick of waiting for fate.

She's the girl of my dreams,
And I'm still chasing after her.
She's the woman I need,
And I'm running low of strength.
She's the angel I've waited for,
My goddess and my muse.
And though I'm fighting so hard,
I cannot help but lose.

Pink_Ranger, I don't feel like it's a waste of time to have to dig deep to interpret an artist's meanings, but it makes me feel like "I guess I am not your audience and you must think I am a failure of a human for having no idea what you're talking about upon my first read through."

So instead, I'd rather go ahead and listen to/ read lyrics by people who I seem to be their core audience (like you!) I think simple and to the point is the best technique, but I'll really enjoy the occasional metaphoric mind boggler. Hey it's five am so sorry if this is psychobabble.

I am not talented with words, drawing, or music, but I still enjoy other people's art. :)

Don't Cry

Here we are a little role reversal,
Baby now it's time for you to learn that kharma is universal,
You left me at home all alone,
While you were out, raising up, getting blown,
Now it's time for you to walk a mile in my shoes,
While I strut the dance floor in my Jimmy Choo's,
So sorry honey but I gotta find a fella to do me right,
The cells on silent tonight,
Can't have that ring ruining my ethereality,
I know I can find some man to show me a little hospitality,

Don't cry, be a man
It's time for you to understand,
Just what you put me through,
All those nights that you were with, well who knows who,
The ball is in my court,
Time to be a good sport,
You had your fun, lovin,
All those loose women,

Ten o'clock and I'm still dancing on the floor,
About this time you had already found your newest whore,
But I'm gonna take my time, this is my night,
For the first time in years I'm gonna feel alive,
Everywhere I go they gonna flock
Them boys migrate to where it's hot,
Ten turns to eleven,
Still not home, take a dose of your own medicine,
I found a guy that gives me a fever,
With his body pressed next to mine, suddenly I was a believer,

Don't cry, be a man
It's time for you to understand,
Just what you put me through,
All those nights that you were with, well who knows who,
The ball is in my court,
Time to be a good sport,
You had your fun, lovin,
All those loose women,

Suddenly I knew,
Suddenly I knew,
That I wasn't anything like you,
Suddenly I knew,
Suddenly I knew,
That I never wanted to become you,

Don't cry, be a man
It's time for you to understand,
Just what you put me through,
All those nights that you were with, well who knows who,
The ball is in my court,
Time to be a good sport,
You had your fun, lovin,
All those loose women.

GhostDragon, I like them both. But I like the first one more.

Garlador, good stuff.

PinkRanger, it felt awkward to read.

"Walls" (W.I.P.)

I was so young, so young and you took advantage,
You pushed me so close to the edge,
Just to pull me back and put me through it all again,
You ran me down into the ground,
I was so young, so young and I’d close my eyes,
And dream of a better life,
I had to do what I could to survive,

So I grew strong and held my tears back,
I had to get my life on track,
Even though I was scared that any day you’d take my life away,
I had to fight because I wasn’t ready to concede,
But I finally found the strength to break away,
I wasn’t going to let you get the best of me,
I am going to live my life,
And these walls are going to keep you from getting inside,

I’ve grown a little numb to love over the years,
I’m always going to have doubts and fears,
These walls aren’t ever going to be easy to get through,
They’re the only thing protecting me from the truth,
That at any time, any day I could be weak,
And these walls are the only thing that will protect me.

You're up late Trish. Or is it early, and I'm the one up late?

"Forgotten Fondness"
Once in a bar by the church
A girl got plastered.
She tore out my heart.
She needed a ride home,
Needed someone faster,
Broken from the start.

And there I go,
Whispering my nothings.
And I know,
It's just another heartbreak to forget.

Why does it kill me to believe
That I could be
Someone better than this.
Why does it hurt me to be free,
When I willingly
Stop to show that I exist.

Once in a store late a night
That girl got lonely.
She trembled at the dark.
I offered her an escape,
To be her one and only,
But she tore that thought apart.

And here she goes,
Worrying for nothing.
And I know,
It's just a heartbreak she'll forget.

Why does it kill me to believe
That I could be
Someone better than this.
Why does it hurt me to be free,
When I willingly
Stop to show that I exist.

It's just another heartbreak she'll forget.
It's just another day to regret.

Why does it kill me to believe
That I could be
Someone better than this.
Why does it hurt me to be free,
When I willingly
Stop to show that I exist.

A little bit of both. It's so late that it's become early.

"Shout"

She was perfect and beautiful
Voice like an angel
Praises were plentiful
It was like a fairy tale
And I was stuck in the shadow
Never quite as pretty
Comforting words were hollow
Their eyes showed their pity
Everyday I was gone without a trace
Even when I was standing right next to her
I always came in second place
To the golden girl,

All the time I just wanted to shout
Don't you see me standing here?
I just wanted to find my way out
Do I even have a reflection in the mirror?

I never quite measured up
To the picture of perfection in her reflection
Tried so hard to find the love
But failed on every occasion
Mama called you her shining star
You were Daddy's Princess
I never realized that it must have been hard
Expected to be such a success
And I'm sorry that I was never there
To be the sister that you needed
I never showed it but I always cared
Despite it all, to me you have succeeded

But all the time I just wanted to shout
Don't you see me standing there?
I just had to find my way out
I had to see my reflection in the mirror

Years later and it's all in the past
It's amazing to see
How sister's can mend broken hearts so fast
It's comforting that you saw that there was more to me
I never saw it then as I see it now
You taught me how to be my own woman
I don't know, but some how
Through it all you made me a stronger person

All those times I just wanted to shout
Don't you see me standing there?
Was my one and only way out
From facing my reflection in the mirror

Hey trish, hope all is well, give Drea my best



Untitled

On track Im on rails I won't fail
you got to feel me like I spoke braille
I light you up, not the type to taunt
if you the type to talk, Im the type to haunt
kick any rhyme you want
guarantee after mine you wont
cuz I cast a shadow on any microphone
any stage, venue or auditorium
any thread, street corner or tape recording
Don't sleep on it, pass out and get picked on
so heavy you'll hype me as the next king kong
cuz I bless anything that I press ink on

Bucket of lice upon your head
You've got a million reasons to be dead
There's people gettin' nasty every day

Jamborees and cash machines
Your neighbor's mom with the beauty queen
Some people gettin' easy here today

Careless mischief with some whore
Just forgot to check the score
Fine people gettin' stupid every day

Full of money, no more fun
Too much fuckin' work to get done
Old people gettin' ugly every day

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I got heartburn
A kind of acid or something
Heartburn
Heartburn

My dog's got heart worm
Eating his heart or something
Heart worm
Heart worm

Heart worm
Heart worm
Heart worm

I've been reading your lyrics, and I must say that each one is amazing. You have a gift that I wish I had, the ability to write your emotions in artistic form, I'm jealous. I seem to only be able to express myself through music, however the lyrics are always lacking. Which brings me to my point, I was wondering if, with your permission, I might be able to write some music to go along with your lyrics (of course giving you full credit for lyrics, I'm not out to steal anything). I like the attitude you have given most of them and it seems to match my writing style. If you are interested you know where to find me.....

"Pretty When You Hate"
Nothing makes me feel good,
And nothing makes me cry.
Nothing makes this life seem real
Until the day I die.
Everything you say to me,
Everything's a lie,
And even though you hate me,
Give me one last try.

That fire in your eyes,
That sparkling in your tears,
That passion in your voice
That's lasted through the years.
That agonizing sorrow,
Lost in my mistakes,
And though you make me suffer,
You're so pretty when you hate.

I stand amongs the roses,
Crumpled in the dirt.
I ask if it is possible
To love without the hurt.
I feel my hair on end,
My brain on full alert;
You're bleeding in your hatred,
Longing for comfort.

That fire in your eyes,
That sparkling in your tears,
That passion in your voice
That's lasted through the years.
That agonizing sorrow,
Lost in my mistakes,
And though you make me suffer,
You're so pretty when you hate.

Jasmine Jade and Robin Red,
Count the Hours of the Dead.
Goldie Gold and Bonnie Blue,
Tell me just what ails you.
And I think, she's so pretty in pink,
Drowning in the drink for weeks.

I look up to the angels,
Granting mercy from on high.
I ask you if you want some,
Though you continue to deny.
Everything I fought for,
Everything to get by,
Is suddenly just a fallback
For your alibi.

That fire in your eyes,
That sparkling in your tears,
That passion in your voice
That's lasted through the years.
That agonizing sorrow,
Lost in my mistakes,
And though you make me suffer,
You're so pretty when you hate.

Dogs

I hate it when their ears get flipped inside out
Dogs
Cat ears never flip inside out like dog ears
Dogs

"Fallen Angel"
She's got a voice like an angel,
And fire in herseyes.
She's got a soul full of sorrow,
But brimming with surprise.
Soft-spoken yet strong,
Holding me back from harm;
I still smile as I dream
Of holding her in my arms.

I wonder if she's able to stand
The person she can't believe;
Maybe she could love me,
Or maybe I'm just naive.
Perhaps tomorrow will be different,
Or perhaps it'll be just like today.
I want to give her the world,
Yet I don't know what to say.

I wonder if she thinks the same,
That I'm a strong, noble man,
A handsome white knight;
But she can't understand.
Why must she be so strong?
I feel so small when compared,
And she's just too perfect
To be a beauty so fair.

White angel winds and dark eyes,
Framing a face full of light.
Lips speaking words of love and hurt,
As if love were but a fight.
I know I'd rather know
Than wonder in my pain,
And tears from her eyes
Fall upon me like rain.

Such a slender, gentle form,
Draped in satin and silk,
And hair black as ember smoke,
Skin white as mother's milk.
What creature could this be?
What vision before my eyes?
And yet before the words appear
She falls still and dies.

Here's my gayness.

I think about her everyday
We always talk much
She puts a smile on my face bc she is hot stuff
When I am troubled she gives me the facts
Tells how it is tells me to relax
I hope we be together really connect
I'll always give u help give u respect
I meant what i wrote, mabe you can teach
what unfolds, is hopefully peace

Little known fact about Jack Burton: he's a twice published poet. NO JOKE.

I finally decided to look into the general discussion forum for a change, after all the time I've been here. My extended hiatus didn't really help me out in terms of exploring the site; I'm sorta catching back up on all of that even still. I've been in practically every other forum BUT this one, and now that I've found this thread, expect to hear from me on down the line.

Selling Out

Play to the people who line your pockets
You swim in the sewage, yet claim to lick sockets
Teenage sheep who blindly follow
You're full of shit/yourself, and yet so hollow

Turned your back on all your old "friends"
Your conscience left for warmer climates

What happened to the kid I used to know?
He grew up, got old, and died
But not in that order

I guess nothing golden can stay

Digital Dream Girl

I know a girl from off the net,
Can't remember just how we met;
I know she lied about her age
And writes poetry, page by page.
I know she really likes to sing
And I know she's gone through suffering;
I know she's worth the whole wide world,
My special, wonderful digital dream girl.

I know this girl has lots of friends,
And she has typos in ever note she sends;
She has a knack for sultry words,
Even though it's a voice I never heard.
I'm enraptured by all she says and does
And I adore her for that, not just because
She's more beautiful than a gypsy pearl,
That special, wonderful digital dream girl.

She's got a nasty temper I learned,
And she's hot enough to make you burn,
Yet she can be as gentle as a lamb
When she's not caught up in glitz and glam.
I know she likes that guy from work,
Even though he acts like such a jerk;
And I know she wants to see the world,
A special, wonderful digital dream girl.

I haven't spoken to her in some time.
I think perhaps I committed a crime,
One for which she never forgave,
Or perhaps she just wasn't my princess to save.
Every romantic line and honest remark
Brings me back to our awkward start,
And here I am, caught up in a swirl,
Dreaming of my precious digital dream girl.

Maybe she still loves me; maybe not;
She was not a butterfly to be caught;
She's a wild and carefree feral soul,
Eyes full of fire with words black as coal.
Wherever she is, wherever she'll go,
I hope and pray that she'll forever know
That I'd give her my life, my very world,
All for my beautiful digital dream girl.