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Writing/Poetry/Serpent/Me_Sona © me 2014
There's moments when I write down things,
Sometimes when I'm in not a good mode,
these are some of those things.
Melancholy piano
Sad Music Compilation #1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zNcMKQadnXc
_---
My grave.
A serpent I may be, undead as well to the world around me once in a while. Always filling my mind so I don’t have to use the brain that dwells on the past when I’m feeling down or depressed. I see so much and still not, the future is hidden in a thick fog around me. I have no idea where to go next but as they say... one step forward and two back. I’m half out of my grave, roots from below always wish to drag me back into the darkness. I won’t return there again, but when I’m feeling down I fall back into my grave that they dug for me and sadness fills my eyes. Tears escape my eyes before I find the strength to once more escape the shadows of my past. Again I struggle to get away, but the roots are under my skin, deep within me. I cannot cut them myself they always grew out over and over each time I try and get rid of them. So here I stand at my grave until the day I’m able to get away.
Fin
_---
The wings were useless, after all... how can I take to the skies when I’m stuck down here?
I’m a snake with the horns of a bull and broken wings.
How can I take to the skies when my broken wings need to heal?
How can I heal them at all when I’m a undead being?
How can I find my way when I lost it long ago?
How can I know where to find the answers that I seek?
How, so many ‘how can I’ figure out to think?
How many, that’s for you to figure out.
Name:?
Aka: UndeadMoonSerpent, Undead, Serpent
Species: Winged bull snake/serpent
Info: Related to reptiles, snakes. (Bull/bird?)
Thanks to someone I’ve gotten to know these past days or week this one is more close to myself and who I feel I might be somewhere deep inside.
The serpent within has finally arisen to show itself.
_---
Rotten corpse
Melancholy (Prolonged depression, sadness, gloomy, sorrowful, unhappy, glum, heavy-hearted, joyless mournful, sad, woe, misery)
Long ago I had wings that lifted me up all the time but one day others started to attack me and I fell down many times, over and over again. I fell so long that I could almost not fly anymore and so I stayed where I was near the earth but even there they did not leave me alone and I tried to escape them once more by taking to the skies once more and down I fell, down to the hard ground below where I snapped but I didn’t hurt them. No...that’s not in my nature to hurt others. Years may have passed by but the pain and wound they left deep within me have never healed and my wings are gone and no longer can I take to the sky as I once did. Stuck to this grave I am, never to forget the wound that I try to hide and forget within me. I still have feelings within my precious hearth that I keep within this bottle of mine, it’s the purest part of me and also the most precious I will ever have, the purest part its flame or light shall never fade to the darkness I pray. I shall guard it until the day I pass away and maybe I will come to a better place. Why do tears taste so good when they are made of sadness, I don’t get it ...why?
Fin
Related to:
My Heart - http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4840239/
_---
Joy
My inner serpent is cold and dark, gray and old, scarred for life with wounds that will never heal because it died ling ago on the way of life. Left in the darkness it sealed its heart to keep it safe from the danger of the world around it. ‘The heart should not suffer my pain the serpent’ said. Back out into the world it headed once more, ready to take the bull by the horns and face it. Never again shall it suffer that pain ever again, with nothing than a broken spirit and brain and a wounded soul the wingless serpent traveled out into the world hoping to make friends with others despite the pain it always hid from others. It didn’t wish them to feel sad about it because it have gone through many hells on its own and did not wish for others to know about its own dark past. It wished to spread joy and make others smile and keep them happy even if it had hard once in a while when dark memories hunted it down. Still the serpent never told anyone, but one day it did but it does not wish to bring it up and remember the pain that’s hidden deep within it.
Fin
_---
Thank you
The serpent coiled around the hybrid, head low and eyes closed. “You have taken my pain with those ‘vent art’ that have been done in the past and you still might have to show it when I cannot, when I am caught in my grave below earth and unable to show how I feel deep within. I cannot thank you enough for your help with those my friend. You share my pain despite that you should not need to do that at all. I thank you for showing it once in a while. You are the part of me that’s still alive to the world around me and I hope it stays so. Never lose the light, never stop being the mirror that shine, never stop to spread the joy you have within yourself my other part. You are life and I am death but I’m still alive and I’m here to share the pain I’ve been holding locked within me all these years it’s time to let it out but not all right away but bit by bit, pice by pice. It would be too much to let it all out right away. It might kill the last part of what I have left of love to share to this world around us.” The serpent said and opened its eyes and looked at the sky above them.
Fin
_---
Racist or not?
This world has gone insane...
_---
Silly humans
“So they tell you to hate someone who is said to have ended the life of many people in this world? Why do they even say so stupid things? What proof do they have that he killed them with his own hands? Or do they say he give the order to do so? Or was it the one in charge of the camp aria who is the real one to blame? If a cob does something wrong, do you blame their boss and let that one take the hit? Is that fare? To attack someone who might not even have been informed about what have just happened, is that fare? Those silly humans, they don’t know much. Why hate at all and someone they didn’t even know when they were alive? I don’t get it. Should I hate someone before I know their side of the story? That’s wrong, very wrong. Lord Shen was not evil, that peacock from ‘Kung fu panda 2’, no he was not. Looking from his point of view he was the good one and they the bad ones, the same with the first movie. Good, bad? Bad, good? On and on. What’s right and what’s wrong? There’s no such thing. Not even racist exist in this world of mine. Those silly humans, they have much to learn about the world around them.” the serpent said as it looked down on earth.
Fin
Easy your heart
Easy your- heart
and let go of- everything
it doesn’t- matter any-more
strut down- along your- patch
forget all- your worries and- let go
it doesn’t matter anymore...
Fin
There's moments when I write down things,
Sometimes when I'm in not a good mode,
these are some of those things.
Melancholy piano
Sad Music Compilation #1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zNcMKQadnXc
_---
My grave.
A serpent I may be, undead as well to the world around me once in a while. Always filling my mind so I don’t have to use the brain that dwells on the past when I’m feeling down or depressed. I see so much and still not, the future is hidden in a thick fog around me. I have no idea where to go next but as they say... one step forward and two back. I’m half out of my grave, roots from below always wish to drag me back into the darkness. I won’t return there again, but when I’m feeling down I fall back into my grave that they dug for me and sadness fills my eyes. Tears escape my eyes before I find the strength to once more escape the shadows of my past. Again I struggle to get away, but the roots are under my skin, deep within me. I cannot cut them myself they always grew out over and over each time I try and get rid of them. So here I stand at my grave until the day I’m able to get away.
Fin
_---
The wings were useless, after all... how can I take to the skies when I’m stuck down here?
I’m a snake with the horns of a bull and broken wings.
How can I take to the skies when my broken wings need to heal?
How can I heal them at all when I’m a undead being?
How can I find my way when I lost it long ago?
How can I know where to find the answers that I seek?
How, so many ‘how can I’ figure out to think?
How many, that’s for you to figure out.
Name:?
Aka: UndeadMoonSerpent, Undead, Serpent
Species: Winged bull snake/serpent
Info: Related to reptiles, snakes. (Bull/bird?)
Thanks to someone I’ve gotten to know these past days or week this one is more close to myself and who I feel I might be somewhere deep inside.
The serpent within has finally arisen to show itself.
_---
Rotten corpse
Melancholy (Prolonged depression, sadness, gloomy, sorrowful, unhappy, glum, heavy-hearted, joyless mournful, sad, woe, misery)
Long ago I had wings that lifted me up all the time but one day others started to attack me and I fell down many times, over and over again. I fell so long that I could almost not fly anymore and so I stayed where I was near the earth but even there they did not leave me alone and I tried to escape them once more by taking to the skies once more and down I fell, down to the hard ground below where I snapped but I didn’t hurt them. No...that’s not in my nature to hurt others. Years may have passed by but the pain and wound they left deep within me have never healed and my wings are gone and no longer can I take to the sky as I once did. Stuck to this grave I am, never to forget the wound that I try to hide and forget within me. I still have feelings within my precious hearth that I keep within this bottle of mine, it’s the purest part of me and also the most precious I will ever have, the purest part its flame or light shall never fade to the darkness I pray. I shall guard it until the day I pass away and maybe I will come to a better place. Why do tears taste so good when they are made of sadness, I don’t get it ...why?
Fin
Related to:
My Heart - http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4840239/
_---
Joy
My inner serpent is cold and dark, gray and old, scarred for life with wounds that will never heal because it died ling ago on the way of life. Left in the darkness it sealed its heart to keep it safe from the danger of the world around it. ‘The heart should not suffer my pain the serpent’ said. Back out into the world it headed once more, ready to take the bull by the horns and face it. Never again shall it suffer that pain ever again, with nothing than a broken spirit and brain and a wounded soul the wingless serpent traveled out into the world hoping to make friends with others despite the pain it always hid from others. It didn’t wish them to feel sad about it because it have gone through many hells on its own and did not wish for others to know about its own dark past. It wished to spread joy and make others smile and keep them happy even if it had hard once in a while when dark memories hunted it down. Still the serpent never told anyone, but one day it did but it does not wish to bring it up and remember the pain that’s hidden deep within it.
Fin
_---
Thank you
The serpent coiled around the hybrid, head low and eyes closed. “You have taken my pain with those ‘vent art’ that have been done in the past and you still might have to show it when I cannot, when I am caught in my grave below earth and unable to show how I feel deep within. I cannot thank you enough for your help with those my friend. You share my pain despite that you should not need to do that at all. I thank you for showing it once in a while. You are the part of me that’s still alive to the world around me and I hope it stays so. Never lose the light, never stop being the mirror that shine, never stop to spread the joy you have within yourself my other part. You are life and I am death but I’m still alive and I’m here to share the pain I’ve been holding locked within me all these years it’s time to let it out but not all right away but bit by bit, pice by pice. It would be too much to let it all out right away. It might kill the last part of what I have left of love to share to this world around us.” The serpent said and opened its eyes and looked at the sky above them.
Fin
_---
Racist or not?
This world has gone insane...
_---
Silly humans
“So they tell you to hate someone who is said to have ended the life of many people in this world? Why do they even say so stupid things? What proof do they have that he killed them with his own hands? Or do they say he give the order to do so? Or was it the one in charge of the camp aria who is the real one to blame? If a cob does something wrong, do you blame their boss and let that one take the hit? Is that fare? To attack someone who might not even have been informed about what have just happened, is that fare? Those silly humans, they don’t know much. Why hate at all and someone they didn’t even know when they were alive? I don’t get it. Should I hate someone before I know their side of the story? That’s wrong, very wrong. Lord Shen was not evil, that peacock from ‘Kung fu panda 2’, no he was not. Looking from his point of view he was the good one and they the bad ones, the same with the first movie. Good, bad? Bad, good? On and on. What’s right and what’s wrong? There’s no such thing. Not even racist exist in this world of mine. Those silly humans, they have much to learn about the world around them.” the serpent said as it looked down on earth.
Fin
Easy your heart
Easy your- heart
and let go of- everything
it doesn’t- matter any-more
strut down- along your- patch
forget all- your worries and- let go
it doesn’t matter anymore...
Fin
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