Eva Poetry
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Would you like me to give an account of my life story?
It all started on tha fateful night... there I was. Watching some obscure non-commercial television channel. Then, there was Evangelion. I knew straight away that it was for me. But I knew I couldn't watch it, because I didn't watch it from the beginning. However, I caught with a couple of episodes, and even saw the last ones.
I tried to forget it, and I even tell myself, to this day, that I never saw it.
That was the first time it was aired in Australia. Little did I know that it will rerun in Australia the enxt year...
(More on that, later. I got to go.)
It all started on tha fateful night... there I was. Watching some obscure non-commercial television channel. Then, there was Evangelion. I knew straight away that it was for me. But I knew I couldn't watch it, because I didn't watch it from the beginning. However, I caught with a couple of episodes, and even saw the last ones.
I tried to forget it, and I even tell myself, to this day, that I never saw it.
That was the first time it was aired in Australia. Little did I know that it will rerun in Australia the enxt year...
(More on that, later. I got to go.)
ココにいても、いいの?
Is it okay for me to be here?
Is it okay for me to be here?
- Dark FireStar
- Arael
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MAGI's exciting life Part 2:
That year was a year of excitement and discovery. It was perfect. Once a week, two episodes were aired. I loved it. At my local library, if I was lucky, I would even find a tape. Since my knowledge on Evangelion was still limited, I had a hard time deciding if it was an episode that I've seen before.
But, wait... No! As swiftly as a silent assasin, my joy turned to frustration as a missed two whole episodes. Should I veiw the next? Can I? I don't know!
It all turned to a chaotic mess. I watched the first 15 or so episodes, but I began having blacnkness here and there. Since episode 20 or there abouts, it was all random viewings. I regretted it.
MAGI's exciting life Part 3:
One day, in the year of 2002, MAGI got... cable.
And guess what they were airing a month into it? Evangelion.
So, the vigil begun one last time....
And guess what happened on the 22nd week? We had to move houses!
And guess what that meant? CABLE CUT! No more Evangelion, no more nothing. I was left... with nothing.
,_n.
Death takes you like night
The slow, quiet death of dusk
You flee but to night
That year was a year of excitement and discovery. It was perfect. Once a week, two episodes were aired. I loved it. At my local library, if I was lucky, I would even find a tape. Since my knowledge on Evangelion was still limited, I had a hard time deciding if it was an episode that I've seen before.
But, wait... No! As swiftly as a silent assasin, my joy turned to frustration as a missed two whole episodes. Should I veiw the next? Can I? I don't know!
It all turned to a chaotic mess. I watched the first 15 or so episodes, but I began having blacnkness here and there. Since episode 20 or there abouts, it was all random viewings. I regretted it.
MAGI's exciting life Part 3:
One day, in the year of 2002, MAGI got... cable.
And guess what they were airing a month into it? Evangelion.
So, the vigil begun one last time....
And guess what happened on the 22nd week? We had to move houses!
And guess what that meant? CABLE CUT! No more Evangelion, no more nothing. I was left... with nothing.
,_n.
Death takes you like night
The slow, quiet death of dusk
You flee but to night
ココにいても、いいの?
Is it okay for me to be here?
Is it okay for me to be here?
The purpose of writing is to inflate weak ideas, obscure poor reasoning, and inhibit clarity. With a little practice, writing can be an intimidating and impenetrable fog!
Don't tell me bullshit
I know what a haiku is
Re-read mine again
I can see how many people are prone to skim through poems and haikus, and don't give any serious thought about them. But I nurture everone of mine. I don't talk bullshit unless it's not about Evangelion. I devote my time to my haikus. Sure, English haikus may not be true haikus, but it's a poem, and it's the thought that counts.
Why don't you try to see what I was thinking, again?
The wretched shall wake
They shall turn the tables round
And bring forth Justice
I know what a haiku is
Re-read mine again
I can see how many people are prone to skim through poems and haikus, and don't give any serious thought about them. But I nurture everone of mine. I don't talk bullshit unless it's not about Evangelion. I devote my time to my haikus. Sure, English haikus may not be true haikus, but it's a poem, and it's the thought that counts.
Why don't you try to see what I was thinking, again?
The wretched shall wake
They shall turn the tables round
And bring forth Justice
ココにいても、いいの?
Is it okay for me to be here?
Is it okay for me to be here?
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Read the second line
of the last haiku I wrote.
Do as it tells you.
The haiku I wrote,
and the link that I posted,
were not personal.
I humble myself
when I read your poetry.
Clearly, it's better.
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Read the second line
of the last haiku I wrote.
Do as it tells you.
The haiku I wrote,
and the link that I posted,
were not personal.
I humble myself
when I read your poetry.
Clearly, it's better.
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The purpose of writing is to inflate weak ideas, obscure poor reasoning, and inhibit clarity. With a little practice, writing can be an intimidating and impenetrable fog!
"These things we write" is four syllables.
Night time is falling
Stars shine like the city lights
Which has all but gone
All that's left is night
A red scarf on glittered black
A smile for Shinji
And the cresent moon
Such beauty, there, for him, but...
Asuka ruined it!
Night time is falling
Stars shine like the city lights
Which has all but gone
All that's left is night
A red scarf on glittered black
A smile for Shinji
And the cresent moon
Such beauty, there, for him, but...
Asuka ruined it!
ココにいても、いいの?
Is it okay for me to be here?
Is it okay for me to be here?
It's a shame this thread isn't very active. Oh, well.
The eyeballs sliding
The skin lets loose its innards
Pieces everywhere
A beautiful sight
Your eyes redden like your hair
And your heart still beats
Inside, you wriggle
Your wretched abdomen messed
And twisting around
Hanging on a spear
You reach out to the heavens
And receive more spears
...
Your eyes, now aimless
Stare up at the day-blue sky
Or are they at him?
Waiting, pierced with spears
A white-haired girl reaches out
And you disappear
...
Your eyes, unblinking
Stares on the starry night sky
And then on to him
You still want to live?
Escape nothingness with him?
Oh, how disgusting
The eyeballs sliding
The skin lets loose its innards
Pieces everywhere
A beautiful sight
Your eyes redden like your hair
And your heart still beats
Inside, you wriggle
Your wretched abdomen messed
And twisting around
Hanging on a spear
You reach out to the heavens
And receive more spears
...
Your eyes, now aimless
Stare up at the day-blue sky
Or are they at him?
Waiting, pierced with spears
A white-haired girl reaches out
And you disappear
...
Your eyes, unblinking
Stares on the starry night sky
And then on to him
You still want to live?
Escape nothingness with him?
Oh, how disgusting
ココにいても、いいの?
Is it okay for me to be here?
Is it okay for me to be here?
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You can either choose to change yourself or change your surroundings. All decisions are variations of those two.
You can either choose to change yourself or change your surroundings. All decisions are variations of those two.
- Olin of Xephon
- Ramiel
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- Location: Standing on the fine line
Fascination
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There are things you'll never see, hidden behind my walls.
There is a me you'll never meet, hidden behind my walls.
My mystery is infamy in the questions you all ask, my secrets hidden from your mind, in secrecy I bask.
I am thirty people, I am ninety-nine, I am four and twenty, I am baked in a pie.
You pretend to know me, you pretend to understand, struggle, decide, decline, use your mental hand.
Still I elude you, the mystery that is me, still hidden behind my walls I am, elusive, imprisoned, yet free.
Look once more into my azure eyes, question all you know, try to understand me, seeds of deception I'll sow.
You can not catch me, I'm elusive as the mind, you can not understand me, behind my walls I hide.
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What Am I? (more then one answer)
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There are things you'll never see, hidden behind my walls.
There is a me you'll never meet, hidden behind my walls.
My mystery is infamy in the questions you all ask, my secrets hidden from your mind, in secrecy I bask.
I am thirty people, I am ninety-nine, I am four and twenty, I am baked in a pie.
You pretend to know me, you pretend to understand, struggle, decide, decline, use your mental hand.
Still I elude you, the mystery that is me, still hidden behind my walls I am, elusive, imprisoned, yet free.
Look once more into my azure eyes, question all you know, try to understand me, seeds of deception I'll sow.
You can not catch me, I'm elusive as the mind, you can not understand me, behind my walls I hide.
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What Am I? (more then one answer)
Last edited by Olin of Xephon on Mon Sep 26, 2005 1:11 pm, edited 1 time in total.
I asked "And where would you take me?"
At this the beast laughed, tears made of my mother's blood leaked from his eyes.
"I will take you to every place you never wanted to be, and you will hate it."
"Then I will take you to every place you've already been, and you will hate that also."
"Last I will take you to the places you have always dreamed of, and that you'll hate worst of all."
At this the beast laughed, tears made of my mother's blood leaked from his eyes.
"I will take you to every place you never wanted to be, and you will hate it."
"Then I will take you to every place you've already been, and you will hate that also."
"Last I will take you to the places you have always dreamed of, and that you'll hate worst of all."
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