/lit/ - Literature

Hey guys, this is an older one that I posted two months back, it's off the dark romanticism novel that I'm currently writing. I might post new page around the 50 mark.

Well its true all of it. I've seen it with both open eyes and it's not a stretch as you'd like to think. It's very so a real terror, and the devil is the blame, he led the damned. My friend John, i've grown very close of you. You're young and have a mind of influence. I hope I can share every ounce of my knowledge with you, and pour every amount of influence onto you. But when I speak of this I speak it very solemnly, and this conversation does not leave the room. I hope that what I'm about to tell you; you'll be able to fully grasp it.''
"I listen with an open ear and an open mind sir. I know that everything you say is wise and brilliant. You have my trust of not telling any kind of foolery, you know more than I wish to know"
"Good, now know we we're a creation of a god. You know just of that my friend. But we're also changed by mankind. In this world there are two types, alive or dead, light and dark, but most of all. There is good and evil. I've seen every side of every man. I can recall that day, it was almost like a unexpected visit from the devil himself. It was some dark stormy night 15 years ago, I know of it so well. I was in the church, sleeping in the back when I heard loud bangs come from the church front door. I got up, and answered the door and their was a man. He was kind, and well dressed. He was cold and wet. I offered him to tell me of his request at such this time, and he did! But told me that it was only worthy of conversation in the confession box, so I led him the way. I looked at him through the holes, he had eyes; eyes that I haven't forgotten since I saw them. They burnt of red, and a chilling fire. His breath was one of an old dogs, and his face was snow white. I asked what's his proposal, and that's when he told me some of those words I'll never forget. He spoke with his burnt breath, and said to me.

Was he a spook himself?

>they think music needs lyrics to tell a story

>>8227694
I've used this trip name for almost a year newfag. It's so I can claim ownership and not let some faggot steal my work.

>>8227694

but how else will everyone know what a gayboy I am?
what if someone wants my e-mail address so we can exchange pics of our cute boipussies

>>8227679
*remembered

This is a ending to a story I have. I think it's beautiful and I want to share it with you guys

And at that beautiful moment, I layed up on a grass field staring at a sunset creepin off a precipice 100 yards away. I layed up and walked towards it. Each moment I blew the dust off my past, and my skin deteriorated to the bone. I'm my spirit, I'm my own. And as I jump off this cliff, I know, I will be remmembered.

>>8227545
I bet you fight for your existence don't you?

>>8227413
good or bad?

or are you that same guy that thinks everything I write is shit?

It doesnt matter if the hills will sway
up the mountain to the dirt of river
cheap taste in the grain and the fragile adjust came to face
and bleeding out the howling winds; they fray
if there was no point in this
why would the trees sing for the morning rain
they sing something more like
"try and stop this pity I have made and heal the roots, let me grow
in grace" oh how the leaves danced and the bushes always hoorayed
Just loving the risk we take
always holding on to dear life but never being afraid
keep raining and shine on you broken fencepost
keep running away from yesterday

-C.W Smith

Sweet beauty of yours
like heroin through my veins
Sweet words of love
like drums to the ear
Your arms like grace
awaiting an embrace
Your eyes like glass
holding water till a fracture
Your mouth so sweet
dancing on my lips in a sing
Your legs were worn
waiting for a rest from the floor
Your breast like money
cause theyre the first thing I notice
just joking about that part
Your sense of humor
very much superior
Your Intelligence
captivating and unjealous
Your cake so sweet
like cheeries on cream
See it isnt just that all these things
Will make everyone see what I see
It's that all these things
Are what mean the most to me
Were like atoms when we come together we are matter
And like matter we cant be destroyed
And like atoms we gas up and explode
into a beautiful secenery
And they'll take pictures
And they'll call it history
But to you and me
Its just a cornerpiece t
o our masterpiece
painting

-C.W Smith

>>8217418
Very very constructive

>>8218225
I see now

>>8215818
LOL my poems not about heroin

Sweet beauty of yours
like heroin through my veins
Sweet words of love
like drums to the ear
Your arms like grace
awaiting an embrace
Your eyes like glass
holding water till a fracture
Your mouth so sweet
dancing on my lips in a sing
Your legs were worn
waiting for a rest from the floor
Your breast like money
cause theyre the first thing I notice
just joking about that part
Your sense of humor
very much superior
Your Intelligence
captivating and unjealous
Your cake so sweet
like cheeries on cream
See it isnt just that all these things
Will make everyone see what I see
It's that all these things
Are what mean the most to me
Were like atoms when we come together we are matter
And like matter we cant be destroyed
And like atoms we gas up and explode
into a beautiful secenery
And they'll take pictures
And they'll call it history
But to you and me
Its just a cornerpiece
to our masterpiece
Painting

By C.W Smith

Sweet beauty of yours
like heroin through my veins
Sweet words of love
like drums to the ear

By C.W Smith
Your arms like grace
awaiting an embrace
Your eyes like glass
holding water till a fracture
Your mouth so sweet
dancing on my lips in a sing
Your legs were worn
waiting for a rest from the floor
Your breast like money
cause theyre the first thing I notice
just joking about that part
Your sense of humor
very much superior
Your Intelligence
captivating and unjealous
Your cake so sweet
like cheeries on cream
See it isnt just that all these things
Will make everyone see what I see
It's that all these things
Are what mean the most to me
Were like atoms when we come together we are matter
And like matter we cant be destroyed
And like atoms we gas up and explode
into a beautiful secenery
And they'll take pictures
And they'll call it history
But to you and me
Its just a cornerpiece to our masterpiece painting

>>8212271
GREY LIGHT NEW DAY LEAKS THROUGH THE WINDOW, AN OLD SOUL SONG COMES ON THE ALARM CLOCK RADIO

I mainly listen to Bright Eyes and Michael Brook

https://youtu.be/a-Jj3xWhS20?list=PLphr40hXY5dKuTi1dcrDFEMp8M5RYPJes

After we were done, we walked around again one last time just before she got home. I decided to take her through the park. The pavement was shiny from last nights rain. She looked wonderingly again, and she did it with such style. I sat on one of the benches, and watched her. She went over to the fountain, and motioned me to come to her.
"Do you have a coin? Please do" she begged.
"No need to beg, I have one for ya" and then I handed her the coin. She closed her eyes and wished, which she did not to tell me. But I could tell when she smiled, it must've been something good.
I didn't feel as nervous after all the talking and walking we did. But even though, my palms dont sweat like before, and my words dont stumble. My heart beats fast, and my gut turns clockwork. I wouldn't say she infactuates me, I would say she captivates me.

>>8159578
Change that into

A foreign space ruler drops hydrogen bombs into a volcano. Then drops a group of space prisoners into it also. But they miraculously escape and build the planet earth.

Then start your own religion and endorse celebrities. $$$$

>>8110991
love this

If I don't make your heart skip a beat
then hate me
If I don't make you feel anything
then it's me

-JamisonParker

>>8110744
Audrey is the most beautiful woman in the world and I would die for her

>>8109960
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