In the province of Nigata lived a 16 year old girl named Kozue Sone. She had short hair, and was 5 feet and 3 inches. She was not very social, and would be picked on by her classmates for being weird. Despite being made fun of and also being anti-social, she has a friend named Rumi Morishita. Rumi was in the same grade as Kozue, and was a social freak that wanted to befriend everyone at school. However she would usually befriend the wrong people. One time when she was in 9th grade, she was friends with 2 drug dealers. The day they were caught pretty much ruined her reputation at school. So she just hangs out with Kozue. They both had the sam
The landscape of Flanders was bleak and ugly as the surface of the moon. Craters and mud is all that one can see. The men are all turned from bright looking boys, to traumatized killing machines. To cope with the horrors of the front line, the men like to Joke with dark humor, practice gambling from spare socks to gold watches, some of which belonging to the unlucky few. The General lives in Luxury compare to his men, a underground shelter with a butler. While we live in the wet, noxious, rat infested trench. The front line is usually non moving, with the occasional sniper fire and random artillery bombing. But in spring time, an offensive i
Modern Prohibition {Slam Poem} by HohlSchatten, literature
Literature
Modern Prohibition {Slam Poem}
In a room, a young boy wakes up
He prepares to go to school, with full mind that he is the only possibility of saving his family from poverty
He strives for success in his life
Loving the nation and it's rule of law
But one day, he is awoken in his room
A knock on the door is heard
The loud banging shakes the apartment
"It's the police!" the words echoed in his head
The loud crack is heard from the front door
His mother screams while being tackled down onto the floor
They rushed to his room as if they were searching for a convicted murderer
He was slammed to the wall and patted down
For what such crime is so important to invade a person's h
How shall I sing thy name during such shame?
If hell can haunt men to their looming death
The sounds of hate soon grows into a blame
Till thy sins shall be seen on judgement day
Death and horror screams in one's dying mind
As hell is not much more than a great play
Upon there he is to watch until blind
The devil will have thy eyes in his feast
As the damned shall listen from the dinning hall
Will two eyes be needed to feed the beast?
Or shall it wait for it's next feeding call?
He shall wake from his slumber next tomorrow
Just to realize his night's trembling sorrow
[GER Lyrics] Indoor Stalker Love Pop by HohlSchatten, literature
Literature
[GER Lyrics] Indoor Stalker Love Pop
Wenn ich die Wahrheit sagen sollte, wären Sie es nicht
Aber leider warst du da, also habe ich es einfach akzeptiert
Und dann hast du ohne einen einzigen Ausdruck der Verachtung gelacht und gelacht
Zu Sie sehen zu lachen, ich fühle mich ein wenig glücklich
Wer ist schuld? Es ist wahrscheinlich deine Schuld
Es kann nicht diese Zukunft sein, das ist nicht die Zukunft, die ich mir wünsche
Ich kann es niemandem erklären, ich sage es dir
Hörst du? Stille, Stille, Stille, Stille
Willst du nichts sagen? Sag etwas
Für mich, nur für mich
Deine Stimme, nur für mich
Deine Stimme, deine Stimme, deine Stimme, l
Man's Future With Mother Nature by HohlSchatten, literature
Literature
Man's Future With Mother Nature
How arrogant can man be to all life
If nature controls all with her swift fame
Soon we must begin the fight with out claim
Cant man see her playing on the war fife
As the battle has begun by the great strife
Shall man or mother nature see next day
Upon the fields of combat shall we pay
As past rivalry is caused by a knife
At last the fog of war had died for now
The damage is seen by the poor-hearted
Man lays defeated by his longtime foe
He shall suffer from hate that he carted
Such fate of death helps feed the hungry Crow
Like a speck on the floor, man departed
And life in the World will now just forgo
Romantik [Petrarchan Sonnet] by HohlSchatten, literature
Literature
Romantik [Petrarchan Sonnet]
Love must be a devil to all that live
As Love shall ultimately lead to hate
A decision came up by one's own fate
In which all can most greatly fail or strive
Why must love Continue if we will Rive?
Is the feeling of love just a big bate?
For minds could possibly desecrate
If only one can escape the love gyre
Love may become too tough for one's own mind
But that beloved bond shall last in both
A feeling that can not be undesigned
This shall lead for both to take an oath
An oath that has proven to grow humankind
Love shall be the best to benefit growth
Einer Meiner Villanelle by HohlSchatten, literature
Literature
Einer Meiner Villanelle
Down the well comes the light
Of which it holds wisdom of hope
Upon the days can we take flight
How shall fortune shine in the night?
As such things can always become too much to cope
Down the well comes the light
It's light shines so bright
But a voice from the shadows screams nay day
Upon the days can we take flight
Shall our hopes and dreams be spite?
Or will it be washed down by our looming trope?
Down the well comes the light
How could one ever control it's might?
It's walls are covered in paint of taupe
Upon the days we can take flight
To soon the light begins to escape from one's sight
It's Beauty is to hard for one to scope
Down
That shadow which lurks throughout your life
Always following where ever you go
Silent all the time
But always watches
You still have to Wonder
Why it must Wander
Why it must Watch Endlessly
Why it must be Hauntingly Silent
Why it must always appear so Grim and Gloomy
You try to ignore it all the time
But it will Never Disappear
You try explaining to others
But they will Never Understand
Forever struggling alone
With only that Dark Figure
Watching Silently
Onto your Sorrows
Till the day you Cease to Exist
All that one could ever want in a cruel world, is the cherished ability to sleep.....
Why should one suffer in this bleak reality of impending troubles.....
Death, Screams, Anger, Fear, Misfortune, And Stress litter around this disgusting world.....
It haunts everyday, knowing that so much sorrow must continue by selfish actions.....
Using the Justification of God, to at the very least keep some sort of false dignity in the crude business.....
I am just too tired to continue caring anymore.....
Just let me be free from this darkness which surrounds inside my mind.....
Is our Life Precious or Is our Life Worthless.....
Should I care or Should
In the province of Nigata lived a 16 year old girl named Kozue Sone. She had short hair, and was 5 feet and 3 inches. She was not very social, and would be picked on by her classmates for being weird. Despite being made fun of and also being anti-social, she has a friend named Rumi Morishita. Rumi was in the same grade as Kozue, and was a social freak that wanted to befriend everyone at school. However she would usually befriend the wrong people. One time when she was in 9th grade, she was friends with 2 drug dealers. The day they were caught pretty much ruined her reputation at school. So she just hangs out with Kozue. They both had the sam
The landscape of Flanders was bleak and ugly as the surface of the moon. Craters and mud is all that one can see. The men are all turned from bright looking boys, to traumatized killing machines. To cope with the horrors of the front line, the men like to Joke with dark humor, practice gambling from spare socks to gold watches, some of which belonging to the unlucky few. The General lives in Luxury compare to his men, a underground shelter with a butler. While we live in the wet, noxious, rat infested trench. The front line is usually non moving, with the occasional sniper fire and random artillery bombing. But in spring time, an offensive i
Modern Prohibition {Slam Poem} by HohlSchatten, literature
Literature
Modern Prohibition {Slam Poem}
In a room, a young boy wakes up
He prepares to go to school, with full mind that he is the only possibility of saving his family from poverty
He strives for success in his life
Loving the nation and it's rule of law
But one day, he is awoken in his room
A knock on the door is heard
The loud banging shakes the apartment
"It's the police!" the words echoed in his head
The loud crack is heard from the front door
His mother screams while being tackled down onto the floor
They rushed to his room as if they were searching for a convicted murderer
He was slammed to the wall and patted down
For what such crime is so important to invade a person's h
How shall I sing thy name during such shame?
If hell can haunt men to their looming death
The sounds of hate soon grows into a blame
Till thy sins shall be seen on judgement day
Death and horror screams in one's dying mind
As hell is not much more than a great play
Upon there he is to watch until blind
The devil will have thy eyes in his feast
As the damned shall listen from the dinning hall
Will two eyes be needed to feed the beast?
Or shall it wait for it's next feeding call?
He shall wake from his slumber next tomorrow
Just to realize his night's trembling sorrow
[GER Lyrics] Indoor Stalker Love Pop by HohlSchatten, literature
Literature
[GER Lyrics] Indoor Stalker Love Pop
Wenn ich die Wahrheit sagen sollte, wären Sie es nicht
Aber leider warst du da, also habe ich es einfach akzeptiert
Und dann hast du ohne einen einzigen Ausdruck der Verachtung gelacht und gelacht
Zu Sie sehen zu lachen, ich fühle mich ein wenig glücklich
Wer ist schuld? Es ist wahrscheinlich deine Schuld
Es kann nicht diese Zukunft sein, das ist nicht die Zukunft, die ich mir wünsche
Ich kann es niemandem erklären, ich sage es dir
Hörst du? Stille, Stille, Stille, Stille
Willst du nichts sagen? Sag etwas
Für mich, nur für mich
Deine Stimme, nur für mich
Deine Stimme, deine Stimme, deine Stimme, l
Man's Future With Mother Nature by HohlSchatten, literature
Literature
Man's Future With Mother Nature
How arrogant can man be to all life
If nature controls all with her swift fame
Soon we must begin the fight with out claim
Cant man see her playing on the war fife
As the battle has begun by the great strife
Shall man or mother nature see next day
Upon the fields of combat shall we pay
As past rivalry is caused by a knife
At last the fog of war had died for now
The damage is seen by the poor-hearted
Man lays defeated by his longtime foe
He shall suffer from hate that he carted
Such fate of death helps feed the hungry Crow
Like a speck on the floor, man departed
And life in the World will now just forgo
Romantik [Petrarchan Sonnet] by HohlSchatten, literature
Literature
Romantik [Petrarchan Sonnet]
Love must be a devil to all that live
As Love shall ultimately lead to hate
A decision came up by one's own fate
In which all can most greatly fail or strive
Why must love Continue if we will Rive?
Is the feeling of love just a big bate?
For minds could possibly desecrate
If only one can escape the love gyre
Love may become too tough for one's own mind
But that beloved bond shall last in both
A feeling that can not be undesigned
This shall lead for both to take an oath
An oath that has proven to grow humankind
Love shall be the best to benefit growth
Einer Meiner Villanelle by HohlSchatten, literature
Literature
Einer Meiner Villanelle
Down the well comes the light
Of which it holds wisdom of hope
Upon the days can we take flight
How shall fortune shine in the night?
As such things can always become too much to cope
Down the well comes the light
It's light shines so bright
But a voice from the shadows screams nay day
Upon the days can we take flight
Shall our hopes and dreams be spite?
Or will it be washed down by our looming trope?
Down the well comes the light
How could one ever control it's might?
It's walls are covered in paint of taupe
Upon the days we can take flight
To soon the light begins to escape from one's sight
It's Beauty is to hard for one to scope
Down
That shadow which lurks throughout your life
Always following where ever you go
Silent all the time
But always watches
You still have to Wonder
Why it must Wander
Why it must Watch Endlessly
Why it must be Hauntingly Silent
Why it must always appear so Grim and Gloomy
You try to ignore it all the time
But it will Never Disappear
You try explaining to others
But they will Never Understand
Forever struggling alone
With only that Dark Figure
Watching Silently
Onto your Sorrows
Till the day you Cease to Exist
All that one could ever want in a cruel world, is the cherished ability to sleep.....
Why should one suffer in this bleak reality of impending troubles.....
Death, Screams, Anger, Fear, Misfortune, And Stress litter around this disgusting world.....
It haunts everyday, knowing that so much sorrow must continue by selfish actions.....
Using the Justification of God, to at the very least keep some sort of false dignity in the crude business.....
I am just too tired to continue caring anymore.....
Just let me be free from this darkness which surrounds inside my mind.....
Is our Life Precious or Is our Life Worthless.....
Should I care or Should
Can The Revolution Be Justified?
The Russian October Revolution has been a very controversial topic in all views, creating discussions on it's 100th Anniversary [Nov.7]. Most can agree that the October Revolution had dramatically changed the World as a whole, enabling a Political Theory to be experimented into reality. But when talking about it's effect, the interpretation becomes most divided. Views ranging from "Chaotic Anarchy" and "The Creation Of A Tyrannical Dictatorship", to "Popular Sovereignty" and "A Proletarian Success". No matter the view's you may have on it, it's Flaws and Success will always remain. Unlike the February Revol
A small object
Used by many
Corrupting human nature
In the shameful practice
Of greed
Living in silent
Of Taverns and Bars
A decision maker
For the fooled
Dots surround it
Black as the souls
Who resorted
To such game
Of a seal
To the Devil
It's white outerlayer
Peace and Innocence
Hope
And Future love
A trap
For all
The square
6 layers
Suspense
From a roll
6 lucks
Hatred
And
Joy
All in one
Laughter and screams
Haunt the room
And later
A Bang
And smell of
Gun powder
Fills the
Bar
As the game
Is Over