Omens of the Future

**oranos**

Yeah...I know Poetry on Vector. Double you tee eff mate. But I felt like it, and here it is. I won't explain it. You can take your own meanings from it.

Omens of the Future.

The Chaos is consuming me.

Hell is all around us.

Even Gods shall never be free.

Coming down from the sky,

Oranos lands with his last battle cry.

Mortals fall against the mighty horde.

In the end Oranos is beat and floored.

Nine above him stand to boast.

Gone to hell, has his ghost.

Oranos is dead. He is no more.

Finally he has left the War.

Vengeance is needed. Vengeance is soon.

Elegance is a disguise, hiding my state.

Inside me remains only hate.

Veive is arriving! Veive is soon!

Everyone shall fall by the hands of fate.

It's probably crap and I'll probably get called emo or something, but I don't care. It's 6am and I felt like it. Sue me.

**Mercio**

That's actually really good!

**PBlade**

Very nice! I was gonna do some Poetry relating to MxO, but composing poetry is something I find kinda hard.

Very good poem though, dude. Impressive.

**Tytanya_MxO**

A dangerous beast, on vector at least.

though poetry be rare, I'm very glad you dare

words they have passion, when told in this fashion

so let People scoff, you tell em **** ***

(with due apologise in advance SMILEY )

**Twaggy**

Light comes from dark, comes from afar.
Raping the skies in an instance, to open up our eyes.

Oh how the mighty have fallen, to come so far and have learned nothin'.
Keeping the spirits alive, just so they can understand life.

The rain hits the earth below your feet, while you walk by a creek.
Try to find cover, but there is no where to hide...not even another.
Trying to understand a meaning, where there is no meaning.

Try to laugh, Try to cry.
Try to Fight, Try to fly.

keeping the spirits alive, just so they can understand life.

A dedication to The Kid and his group, for trying to keep a spirit alive that has already left.

**darkhaze**

Roses are red

Violets are blue

If you dont kill me

Im gonna kill you

solideye

anybody else thinks poetry sucks. i mean no offence to people who are trying really hard on this but uh i dont like poetry. Just my opionion. you feel like writting a poem at 6. I feel like taking a dump. we have our differances. ergo i dont know what im talking about any more.

good day

*jumps out of window*

hlew88

solideye s t f u child grown up appreciate the finer things in life .

**Riac.**

darkhaze wrote:

Roses are red
Violets are blue
If you dont kill me
Im gonna kill you

ROF-L its like ZmyG

**exsuscito**

The Undercurrent

Black flowers blossom from the embers of flames
The roots of prosperity wheezing in chains
Initiative may prosper but bury your head
And mark your inclusion in the relics of the dead

Divinity scorched onto bodies as signs
The signatures glow as the words entwine
No one is prepared to face the threat
As needles pierce temples with little regret

Punctures through holes, in circles create light
The shards form prisms which cut through the night
The black flowers wilt as the light passes by
Death is the order and life is to die

A few remain bold; "Our end's not in sight"
Angels weep as hope is severed by fright
Sour tears turn to ashes as they soil the ground
They choke on the air as the inferno abounds

Night soldiers signal the cavalcades' stride
Their dominion commencing in one precise tide
The demise of man orchestrated alone
The Earth as it was, mere remnants, overthrown

doneval

mmmm

who`s that veive ?

**oranos**

doneval wrote:

mmmm

who`s that veive ?

Wow I thought that was lost on everybody xD

Shadow Griever

nope, we noticed it.