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Orgone_Man
19th March 2003, 03:24
I've been having a dry spell... but I think it is gone now. This is based off of a dream that I had.
http://www.angelfire.com/dragon/artorgone/Day_Journey.jpg
izchan
19th March 2003, 06:34
Orgone ... :) ... impresive ... excelent.
Always did enjoy your brand of wordings.
The pic is most appropriate. How in the world do you find them. Or does it find you?
: An afternoon at the park
Siting on a bench
minding my own business
comes along a toddler
crying his heart content
baffled by the intrusion
I stood and began to walk
only to find the toddler
following me about
I tell the kid to go away
"Find your mommy" was what I said
yet the toddler hear me not
kept on crying without a thought
so I wandered around
with him behind
looking for a mother of this child
yet minutes passed by and it dawns on me
that the toddler is a lost child
not just to me
thus I pick him up
and began to stride
seeking for a confused mind
only to find plenty looks of disgust
of this toddler that won't shut up
at the end I resigned
taking him to the policeman hut
asking them for assistance
thus the end of my afternoon lunch
Later that day I passed on by
to check on the status of the child
what I was told shook my mind
for the child's mother had just died
a mugger came and stabed her heart
just to grap twenty five bucks
leaving the child to his own demise
and the mother was left to die
my heart sank and wept inside
for the evil that was done
a child was condemned without a mother
just so another can be richer
what a sad world we all live in
for money is now larger than life
A news ... so now a poem.
talk to you all later.
Orgone_Man
19th March 2003, 16:08
Originally posted by izchan
The pic is most appropriate. How in the world do you find them. Or does it find you?
basically, I stroll through google images untill something jumps out at me, then I utilize irfanview, paint, and/or adobe photoshop untill I have what I want. (i've just started using photoshop, so the pics can only get better from here on out :D ). Most all of my pics look nothing like they were originally except for the basic form.
Jedi Gemstone
19th March 2003, 20:11
Hey guys, sorry I havent posted in a while.
Orgone_Man I love your rhyming couplets. Really gives an atmosphere to my head and that picture is pretty :)
Iz "An afternoon at the park" stands out in my mind like a fresh coffe spill, your poems are good.
Arcane, I echo Iz on this one your poems do get deeper and more open in a kinda sence. heres one of my poems I don't know if I've posted it yet if I have I do apologize-
Suicide II
I've lived my last day
In this perilous life
I sit on the cold hand kitchen tiles
In my hand in a knife
The candle beside me
Flickers and groans
I let my pain take control as the knife cuts through me
My heart just moans
Like a great burden has been lifted
I drop to the floor
Blood spills and floods around me
I now live no more.
and theres this one-
words everlasting words
which mean the world to me
words leave imprints n the heart
friends leave footprints which never depart
you know what?
your footprints remain in my heart
they wont even fade
just get deper with a spade
with you by my side I feel stronger
we share each others pain
each others tears
each others fears
you saved me from suicide
my pain within
you renewed my hope with an extra thick surface
thanks to you I'm here today
never to go away
till my dieing day.
wot do u guys think?? I'll put up some more later
Magic_Midget
19th March 2003, 23:53
Your poems grow more deeper and deeper into the depressed conscience..Hope u feel a bit better everyday...
Here's a short one for a change...
________________________
Dark Cloud by Lee
Inebriated by the spirits that haunt the inside,
Controlling my movements, my mind, my essence,
Leaving the real 'me' under it's command.
I hold myself, digging my nails into my arm,
Deeper and deeper till the blood flows,
Only seeing rot and decay in my eyes.
I'm changing, into 'something',
For the worms began to seep from my pores,
My mind already losing it, falling into the dark void.
A cloud of spirits invades my life,
Metamorphing into the thing that entered,
Left behind a corpse, and my essence within a dark cloud.
Cleanup
20th March 2003, 01:30
A children's poem by me. I need suggestions on it, too. The rhythm is a little awkward.
The Nightly Hero by Cleanup
Dripping tentacles, oozing ventricles,
A single red goon lies within my sight!
A forked tongue, with compound eyes,
Has come to deliver for my demise,
But I'm not giving myself up without a fight!
The fiend has come, when I'm asleep,
To crush my bones and chew my feet!
Pulsing arteries, scaly spinidies,
The thing has everything imaginable!
With piercing claws, and fur to spare,
He has come for me in my underwear!
He is everything that isn't nearly fathomable!
A wooden bat, a bullet to fire, is all I need to further conspire,
But no such thing is in avail to me!
Toxic salivation, hissing blobination,
At last I see what may be my life yet!
A loose floorboard, with a nail to match,
Has come and soon the thing is scratched!
It barely knows whatever it has met!
So now it's gone, and in minutes I may - go to sleep,
For I have once again saved the day.
Avion
20th March 2003, 02:09
Hmmmm... :weird:
Jedi Gemstone?
from looking at your poems I can say that
you are a very strong minded young women
it must be the jedi powers, LoL.
everyones poems are amazing but the jedi is growing stronger.
*hug*
*cough* - hug myself I mean - I gotta stop doing that
As for myself I'm putting some last touches on this kind-of big poem that I said(a while ago) I was working on. It's almost done. I'll probably post it before this week is over. Why so late? things are a little busy around here at my house and are going to continue to be busy for the rest of the week, so yeah.
so I'll see ya later.
Jedi Gemstone
20th March 2003, 20:41
Originally posted by KnightFairy
Hmmmm... :weird:
Jedi Gemstone?
from looking at your poems I can say that
you are a very strong minded young women
it must be the jedi powers, LoL.
everyones poems are amazing but the jedi is growing stronger.
*hug*
*cough* - hug myself I mean - I gotta stop doing that
:) awwwwww so sweet (sorry I'm hiper):D why thanks you knightFairy I've never been so flattered in my life or at least I dont think I have been probably forgot but still :D sometimes I can be a very stron minded person my head rules my body literally. but anyway thanks
*hug*
Heres a poem I just came up with-
The red river swimming
Drowning my senses
I look around for a dingy
All I found was a thingy
But it sunk to the bottomless ocean
Never to be seen again
I get pulled under
Losing the air in my lungs
I try to swim away from this fear
A single pure thing drifts out in the sea its my tear
Dissapeard in a single wave
My hope keeps draining
With one urge
I've sunk so low pressure builds
Like a force field
Yield......
The only option left
With nothing left but agony I let go of my soul
It dissapears in a flash
My dead body sinks in peace at last
what do you guys think?
izchan
21st March 2003, 02:15
It was nice, Gem. As for knightFairy ... don't I get a hug? :(
Keep posting. :)
: The Journey
It was a night like any other
the moon was hidden beneath it all
only the street lamps gave its warmth
I walked the road with a pace
hoping to reach shelther faster
but the stretch seems to stretch even further
as my legs slowly began to falter
then there not far from me stood a girl
walked up to me and sayed
Hello handsome, whats your name?
my name is Desire.
are you tired from doing so much more?
oh honey, why do you bother?
just come and sit near me
and you will know life differently
don't you think it is much easier
to just sit down and admire me?
At first I did not know what to think
and wanted very much to stay
my legs could use a rest
and she was a real beauty
Yet something inside of me
kept screeming for me to keep my pace
so not knowing what to do
I did the most obvious thing
I chose to follow my heart
and kept going on
slowly leaving Desire behind my trail
Even though my mind said otherwise
my heart holds me true
and it pointed me to go further on
for at the very end
there is shelter for my weary bones
A mild attemp to be different. :)
enjoy.
QH0BBES
21st March 2003, 06:29
Fightin’ fo Nothin’
For all those who don’t know
I’m about to deliver a blow
I’m going to tell it like it fuckin’ is
About how we sit back ignore our kids
We’ll pay four million for a bitch ass bomb
But we’ll never give a cent to a teenage mom
We’ll try to find better ways to die
And waste tax dollars on renaming FRENCH fries
We’ll give a man 50 years for petty theft
Ignore anyone who thinks their wing is left
Abortion is wrong? But over-population is right?
No wonder so many people die in clubs of the night
Blowing up planes is terrorism
But dropping bombs on a city is considered fine
Damn, if you want someone dead, just use your 9
With a cowboy in office, I’ll stick with anarchism
Bush wants to blow up Iraq
Chaney? Hope he dies of a hart-attack
Colin Powell just wants to be on CNN
Fuck this; just give me a 5th of gin
So when this bitch is over
Is everyone going to be a rover?
Or is “she” going to drop the bomb on us?
Cause, frankly, I don't want to hear you fuss
By: Lyle Wilson
Orgone_Man
21st March 2003, 07:24
This one is kind of weird...
http://www.angelfire.com/dragon/artorgone/God_Has_Coffee_With_Me.jpg
Jedi Gemstone
22nd March 2003, 19:16
Originally posted by izchan
It was nice, Gem. As for knightFairy ... don't I get a hug? :(
Keep posting. :)
Awww poor Iz feelings left out *hug*
Heres a pretty crap poem came up with the other day-
I know your trying to help me
I see what you want to do
But theres no point
Its all a waste of your time
The knife is poised in the same position
Above my wrist
Like it has been for the past year
After all this pain
Now knowing my gain
I want to die
Instead of bitter tears when I cry
Yet you still perceive the truth
While I'm sat there
A hand takes my knife
A warm arm around my shoulder
A light kiss on my cheek
His there to save me
its you.......
Avion
24th March 2003, 03:16
Hey everybody.
I finally finished that crazy poem I said I was working on.
There are a couple of things you need to know first.
The poem is taking the perspective of three people.
I will call them the Trinity
not the religious Trinity: Father, Son, and The Holy Spirit
I'm an Atheist, so there's no way I'm using that Trinity
No, I'm using Trinity's second definition in the Dictionary
Which is: a group of three people or things
Each Trinity has a different style of poetry
so enjoy...
.This One is still Alive.
Trinity 1:
the sky was broken deep
a pale light made her seep
talonus hair slid across her face
the wind was setting her in place
she held onto herself
mindfull onto her keep
she cryed out-ward to thyself
frightened she could not sleep
Trinity 2:
I hear her sing sometimes
she likes to wear flowers in her hair
she draws the lake
she draws the man
but the man always drowns
for she sees no-one strong enough
strong enough to save her
she crys so much
she dreams
that the sky would die
no-one will stop her, she will defy
I sometimes see this castle floating in the sky
the castle is a world with-in a world
it is a mystical land filled wiyh her and them
I sometimes see her flying her kite in the sky
as she walks through the flower garden
she smiles for she is young and free
unlike me, alone, traped and consise, darkened to thrive
I don't want to see her die
I don't want to see her cry
please don't go away
I'll hold you, I'll kiss you
just don't say you'll die
Now she knows war is coming
a battle for her empire
a battle for her life
to be what she wants to see
she knows she must not lose
but she holds back
I wish I could save her
I want to protect her
she can not hear me
I guess she'll never know...
...there after you
why does she not fight
she is not of the lie
her eyes of mistreated sight
they hold her with there contentious trite
revengeful hand that breaks
serpants of her watered eyes
drugful shadows that do not make
emotional lies that will never mate
Trinity 3
Cataclysm of her catacomb
benthos around her bestrew
trepidation laughed at her tritagonist
leaving tenresse to breed the tetrapterous mind
Trinity 1:
I also tried to slaughter the end of me
why must people stare
just let me be
just want to see
a longer living me
past has been rough...
True, killing those I hate would stripp them bare
"hurt the little boy, it's a dare"
Try and make them breath in my head where they dare not stare
but I grew far from there
I see her threw me
just don't let her see
this breaking ocean this breaking me
stained lies worship the sun
animals beg for the kill
many are the sun who build
chains will keep them still
Trinity 3:
salubrious land is sapiential
disiderate crys out desuetude
galvanize the wicked and wrong
you'll save them all
Trinity 1:
one day I'll be with her
one day I'll find a home
a home of my very own
and I'll never let her down
I'll care for her
I'll protect her
I'll make love to her
I'll save her
because I know one thing
and that is...
This One Is Alive
Hope you like
izchan
24th March 2003, 04:46
Knight. Wow .. talked about different dimensions ... :)
I had to read it 2 times before I got it straight ... :) ... but yeah ... I think it is good. But somehow, it became too complex somwhere. Maybe it takes too much of my own imagination to fill in the gap, so it becomes a bit hard to swallow.
I have nothing to post today.
not writers block, rather ... very heavy word load.
So keep the posting coming.
Ps: what does it mean under QHOBBES name when it says (BANNED)?
Is it for real?
Avion
24th March 2003, 05:01
The Trinitys are talking about the same thing it's just their taking turns. Like at a camp-fire, when everyone sits down and tells a story.
The first person says something, than the next person adds onto it but with their own style.
If some of the words are words that you don't understand than just go to http://www.dictionary.com/
Jedi Gemstone
24th March 2003, 17:42
Oh My God.....knightfairy that poem is so beautiful, its the best poem I have read in a while :) a real sence of ohh whats the word imagery and understanding yeah. You used figurative language brillinatly I'm gonna save thst poem and keep it :D
Avion
25th March 2003, 00:47
If you look at what trinity 3 says, you'll see he always uses
2 big words. - one at the begining and one at the end of each sentence.
the first word is the same amount of letters as the second word, and the first word also starts with the same letter as the second.
just thought you may not have noticed that little trick
of mine.
so, yeah, enjoy it.
White Raven
25th March 2003, 01:25
KnightFairy:
That's beautiful. I have a way with words, but nothing so well as that. I commend you.
I must say though... Reminds me of the character Gabrielle in my book... Startling similarity... Hmmm...
Putting that thought aside, I hope you write more like it.
Avion
25th March 2003, 04:01
I am most flatered by your complaments. I will make sure that I will have plenty of poems ready to post for you guys when I get the chance to come by for a while
Magic_Midget
25th March 2003, 05:04
The Spirit Whispers by Lee
A continuation of Fade To Black
Tearing me away from reality,
Wallowing into a surreal fantasy,
My own personal hell turning me inside out,
No one to silence my cries or shouts.
My peers abandoning all hope left inside,
Left to myself alone, nowhere to hide,
From the fear that lingered below,
A heart that perspired hope, began to mellow....
Couldn't stay in this same cell,
Waiting for hope to come time can tell...,
Need to unrattle the chains from my wrists,
Freeing them with the blood from my fists.
My bare hands tearing away the black wallpaper,
Scraps of paper lie on the floor as I continue,
But to my dismay lies an empty color...black....,
Hope fading once again....I can only tune out to a nearby voice....
*....laughter....*
"come with me.....come..with me......"
A distant twinkling amidst the blackened landscape,
Faint, but stronger as I inch closer to the torn walls,
The voice growing stronger like...like from outside,
Renewed strength and vigor within......I take a step back...
..and run towards the wall....
Smashing the black velvet of my life,
Entering the allustrial brilliance of the sunlight,
Sounds of laughter and voices can be heard,
And one familiar person walking towards me...
Laying his hand on my shoulder,
A warm smile on his face...
"....come with me....a new beginning awaits..."
He sprouted his wings, such brilliant white feathers...
"Oh...and join me with your new gift"
My body felt different, like it grew a new part,
Walking to a near lake and peering into it's subtle waters,
Gold blonde curls, no more straight laced jet black twists,
New bright face, no more depressing eyes or a sag.
And the wings I so longed for to come true,
Now becoming part of me....
----------------------------------------------------
Borne into the skies in which I fly,
No longer shedding the tears I cried,
A new beginning aspires,
It burns in my heart like wildfire.
Transformed into beauty that existed,
Deep inside a soul once twisted,
Only to break free,
And become my inner beauty.
I now start life over with a new degree,
A word now etched into my body...."Free",
Away from the pain, away from sorrow,
The hope will remain after tomorrow.
izchan
25th March 2003, 06:18
Yes ... definately more to come ... :) ... I am so happy that one of our thread members are so well liked ... :)
White raven ... :) ... you said you are good with words ... so us some work ... I think we will all like to read what you have in your private storages ... :)
No poems today ... have tonnes to work.
Talk to you all later.
Magic_Midget
25th March 2003, 10:26
yes...we loved someone else posting in here besides me and izchan...gets boring reading izchan's and my poems constantly.
Jedi Gemstone
25th March 2003, 18:54
Wow Lee that poem is brilliant I loves it :D Heres a pretty crap poem but still I think its worth your times to read-
The Soldier
A soldier
Stands in solitude
Alone they stood
Together they fell
Bodys decompose
Their bloody flesh hangs lifelessly
A gentle wind blows
Whipping this young soldiers hair around
Weapons of war have been fought
Guns were loud like birds calls
Now silence has fallen
Guns and screams sound no more
The dawn of hope rises
Bleached a tinted red
The sun sheds tears of lonliness
The soldier looks out over the horizon
Sun glaring her face
Clouds glide by
Undaunted by this atrosush sight
A victory is blasted
Tears roll down the girls cheek
Its fall among the dead bodys
Vanquished in a pool of crimson red
This war is over
What about the next war?
Or the war after that?
Wars will never solve anything
Just cause death and pain.
not very good but still. Heres another one for today-
You Were Never There
I sit here alone in the dark
Thinking of you
Nothing here
Wind blowing gently against my hair
Curtains with holes flutter
Rain lashing outside
Thunder and lightning
Bolting and rumbling in a distance
Time stands still not ticking an inch
I fell neglected and pain
Agony, torture and insomnia
I cannot sleep, I cannot rest
All my voices call in my head
Lost in a whirl of my miscarry plan
My mind lies in rags at my feet
Defeat and deceit surrond me
The room im in is like a dakr shadow
Never leaving my side
Shutters rage and rattle at the window
Floor boards crea and moan
The walls are rotten like they hold a thousand memorys
You were never there and never will be
I might as well face it
I'm alone in this room alone to die
I break down in tears and cry
My heart seizes and my body shakes violently
I lie in a grusesome macabre mess
My death lingers in the air
Yet you however were never there.
Hope you like them.
Magic_Midget
25th March 2003, 23:52
Excellent wording in the second poem. Very dark very descriptive, I'm always a fan of your works:)
RanDom_ErrOr
26th March 2003, 01:58
War is peace
the inner struggle that noone knows
the outer conflict that doesnt exist
what one man thinks they will believe
but what others feel they must follow.
war is peace and peace is war
they fight and fight and fight some more
rape and pillage is all they do
the parents scream out till theyre blue.
the war goes on until theres peace
when no one finds anything but greif
in their greif there's nothing but war
in their war there's nothing but joy
in their joy there's nothing but peace
and in their peace there's nothing but war.
war goes on until we die
until the time where we are high
so in this time we must fight
or we will be the victims of the plight
and in our sight we will not see
the only victim is no one but me.
so time goes on until we die
till the time where time stand by
and when its standing where will we be
but other than in our memories.
White Raven
26th March 2003, 02:07
My love a dragon you were
Soaring above the clouds
You shone when the water touched your lips
that was when I saw you.
I had been waiting for you
Though I hadn't known
Sitting atop the broken life of a tree.
You were dirty but beautiful
Strong with your youthful glory
Why can't we just get rid of this world
Let's be in our own
I can't take this spinning wheel of chance
Because my love you were the dragon
And still you are strong in your youthful glory
How you shone at the blade's end of battle!
Whatever made you turn your head and meet my gaze...
---*---
^Crappy
I'm so uninspired right now... I need to think up some ideas... -.-
izchan
26th March 2003, 03:06
I have to object on some of arcanes comment.
It gets bored reading MY OWN POEMS only ... :)
but an absolute joy to read everyone elses .. :)
so keep it coming.
Jedi. Excellent word. I concur with Arcane on this one, [You were never there] is a very good read.
: Never there
Even when the sun shine on me
my shadows never reached your side
your eyes never catch my presence
my being there was invisible
I am just like air
You said that you were not loved
that no one understands your pain
yet never for once wondered
who made your morning coffee
who gave you flowers every day
it was all granted without fee
as if I was never there
Moving my thoughts to better times
when I can still see your smiles
when you smelled of morning dew
I missed those more innocent days
when you loved yourself more
So I am here no longer
not in your world anymore
you grieve your tears inside
shutting out my reaching arms
with only anger as your friend
as I watch sadly from afar
izchan
26th March 2003, 03:09
Random ... i feel your poem, ... it really touches my soul.
Raven.... wow !!! ... very well done.
Hope to see more.
enjoy.
Avion
26th March 2003, 04:35
monkey sit'n in a tree
he's funky just like me
jumpin in the sea
he's got a fricken knee
he laughs like a bee
and runs like me
smack'n my buns
oh it's some funs
monkey is funny
I'm have'n sex with a bunny
Monkey is runny
just like my tummy
Oh it's so funny
he makes a lot of honey
monkey wears some shoes
monkey likes his booze
it is so nice for him
he picks his ass with a finger
LOL :D
izchan
26th March 2003, 09:45
KNIGHT ... you have just grossd me out on that new one. :P
good night people.
Jedi Gemstone
26th March 2003, 20:10
LMAO Knight that poem is hilairous, made me laugh :blah:
Lee and Iz thanks for your kind words :)
Raven your poem is good if you want any help coming up with something just pm me I'll be glad to help :D
Random very good poem, I love the rythm you put in it really gave it a good effect.
Well I'm off to find somein inspiring to write about, night guys.
^_^ZZZZzzzzzzzz
Magic_Midget
27th March 2003, 02:50
For some reason...I think you came up with that poem while watching the "Chimp Picks Is Ass and sniffs" clip cuz that poem reminds me of it so much.
Lemme dig up a funny one from long ago:
_________________________
My Case with Mexican Food by Lee
Lying in my bed tossing and turning,
Trying to sleep, but my heart is burning,
It could be those damn burritos,
Or those spicy jalapenos,
That I ordered from Taco Bell.
Shit, if that was the case,
I go back there
and shove my fist into their face.
They don't know what my butt goes through;
Comes in hot, it's going to come out hot;
Searing my anus and all its tissue;
Maybe staining the toilet and the lot.
And when I lift my leg and fart;
It comes roaring out like a go kart,
Stanks like hell, smellier than mom's;
I think I let out a nuclear bomb.
Don't light that match though;
Unless you wanna be roasted;
Though my farts are lethal;
Enough gas to get you toasted.
So that's my case on spicy foods;
Don't wanna get me in one of those moods;
Painful cramps and gassy ass;
Better get out of the way before I pass.
Orgone_Man
27th March 2003, 07:05
wow... the poems have taken a wacky turn... I might put that last poem that I wrote up tommorrow (the one that nobody has seen yet b/c angelfire fired me) (:][)
Jedi Gemstone
27th March 2003, 19:47
Orgone how true that is first it was all deep stuuf and darkness when I posted my dark poems and so did Lee now it seems to be happy stuff, next minute its probably gonna be love or somein.
duh
30th March 2003, 05:11
My Life
I was born back in 1985
17 years and still don’t how to survive
Gots me a lousy dead end job
But at least I’m not a stuck up snob
Use to ride bikes for fun
Now I pirate music and code html
And I ask myself if I’m ever done
Plenty of friends but no social life
Can’t seem to ever get a date
Sit on my ass when I’m depressed
February 15th, fuck too late
Jason agrees the human race is wrong
Jeryl and Adam smoke my bong
My house seems to have one door
My life is just the opening bore
I’m trying to change
Like changing the kind of shit I do
Shooting pool and foul at the range
Wasting all my time there
Just going nowhere really fast
Riding way to incredibly quick
Give me jump and I’ll give you a body cast
Well that’s the way this cracker crumbles
My closed mouth just results in mumbles
Cause right now I can’t do shit
You’re always trying to fuck with it
By: Lyle Wilson
Jedi Gemstone
30th March 2003, 19:13
Duh very intresting poem, nice to see a new person post here.
Knight Fairy helped me with this poem so its done by both of us-
I feel neglected and cold
No-one to love me
No-one to hold
Out of everything I thought
Nothing ever was like this
Like a whole new world exists
Like a dream that became a myth
But something happened
A new door opened up to me
A new world born unto thee
There I found new air to breath
New hope to see
I feel like a new me
The way I should be.
Hope you all like it :)
Magic_Midget
30th March 2003, 23:18
QHOBBES? welcome back...
Gem...with the help of KF...that was a very well thought up and flowing with beauty...excellent write!
_______________________________
Euphoria by Lee
Can the winds of time calm the aurora of thoughts
That provoke the inner sphere, my mind;
From its most destructive grasp,
Unleashing the horror into dreams.
Can the hourglass of time condescend
Against the fissure inside these dreams,
To hurry against time, and close the seams,
Waking me from my unrestful nightmare.
Can the waves of the ocean in which I visit
Relax and ease the soul from within,
Calming the fury engulfing my life,
Laying my conscience into solitude.
Can the injustice between death and I
Conceive an agreement that I shall live,
Releasing the tension I withheld for so long,
Ending my nightmares, fury, and unrest.
White Raven
31st March 2003, 00:51
The silence, it consumes me
Grows louder with every soft breath
It is a massive eagle, talons in my chest
It's weight, it pushes me to the point of breaking
It weighs so much, the silence's sound
Is so deafening
The primeival nature of the creature's way
The creature that is the silence
It frightens and threatens
Malices and chokes
It's breath and movement
Heavy but silent
Silent but loud
It's horse head looks up on it's thick neck
And the silence turns and disappears
Because a baby cries.
Orgone_Man
31st March 2003, 16:28
Jedi: I like that new poem also, it flows well.
White Raven: Sounds like you are writing about Transcendental Meditation there. Am I right, or am I right? Or am I right?:)
The beginning of this one is a bit wierd just to throw off random onlookers:
http://web.umr.edu/~albert/GodHasCoffeeWithMe_files/image001.jpg
izchan
1st April 2003, 06:01
JEDI, duh is not a new member, :) .. just an old guy with a new name. Welcome back lyle ... :) ..
everyones poems are incredible. I am still the silent one now.
so here goes.
: Ultimatum
seeking for the words to say
what it is that's killing me
bit by bit it takes its bite
sheering away my last delight
even great man fall one day
who am I do say otherwise
but when the day comes by
I would like to say goodbye
stating that I did it all
my very own way
don't say it ... i did not plagarise the song .. :)
just liked the way it sounds ...
enjoy.
Orgone_Man
1st April 2003, 17:24
http://www.pabuk.com/munity/uploads/post-25-1049178836.jpg
izchan
4th April 2003, 01:58
quite day in the city.
People are kind of etchy over the SARS issue. Plus the war and everything else ... so solemn.
Hopefully everything will be back to normal later on.
: Programmer woes
Time is ticking away
while I sit and brude over my lunch
thinking of the activities
that accompanies late friday dinners
another update on the war front maybe
or just search for more components to use
just another boring programmers life
waiting for his projects due
yet another friday afternoon
with nothing better to do
bare with me .. my mind is drained ... :(
Orgone_Man
4th April 2003, 03:44
Originally posted by izchan
quite day in the city.
People are kind of etchy over the SARS issue. Plus the war and everything else ... so solemn.
Hopefully everything will be back to normal later on.
: Programmer woes
bare with me .. my mind is drained ... :(
My mind was drained for a couple weeks there too. It seems like the urge to write this stuff just comes at randomn times. Has anyone ever figured out the catalyst for it?
Magic_Midget
4th April 2003, 05:04
Awesome pictures that accompany the poems OM!!
_______________
Endless Thoughts by Lee
Can the winds of time calm the aurora of thoughts
That provoke the inner sphere, my mind;
From its most destructive grasp,
Unleashing the horror into dreams.
Can the hourglass of time condescend
Against the fissure inside these dreams,
To hurry against time, and close the seams,
Waking me from my unrestful nightmare.
Can the waves of the ocean in which I visit
Relax and ease the soul from within,
Calming the fury engulfing my life,
Laying my conscience into solitude.
Can the injustice between death and I
Conceive an agreement that I shall live,
Releasing the tension I withheld for so long,
Ending my nightmares, fury, and unrest.
Orgone_Man
4th April 2003, 16:23
I wrote this last night when I was studying for a big test.
http://www.pabuk.com/munity/uploads/post-25-1049426429.jpg
Jedi Gemstone
4th April 2003, 18:38
Cool Poem guys.
Iz we all have those times when everything seems to have gone from our mind, like one minute we're brimming with ideas the next we havent an idea through space and time. Just pick up things around you like the weather or music thats what inspires when ideas have abandoned me, almost like they leave me on an empty plain.
Om I love your rhyming couplets they're so cool and those pictures are fantastic I might try using a picture one day.
Orgone_Man
5th April 2003, 06:24
Rigorous excercise usually refreshes the creative mind imo.
izchan
7th April 2003, 06:55
Oh ... I am so touched. Thanks for your concern. It is nothing big. Just being over worked at my side causes my mind to go blur.
anybody over there having SARS issues? Just take caution when you can. ok? it is hard to find dedicate poets these 'modern' days ... :)
: Destiny
The sky blank of clouds
no wind would seem to blow
sands lying down silently
as blood spilled over its ground
where rattling guns aimless points
bringing down friends and foes
as death starts to consummate
a war waged without soul
and man die in the cold
so the story of age is told
the end of civilization as we know it
justice is but a name in history
not an ideal we uphold
The poem might seem to say that I disagree with the war, but in reality, is that I am neither against nor supportive or it. I just find that it is sad to find that man still falls back to violence to seek balance or peace. I could only hope that it in the future something better will come along.
Cheers.
Orgone_Man
7th April 2003, 14:59
I just read up in the latest "Discover" magazine how the native americans of the south west (before we arrived) would wage war constantly due to a lack of resources. It was a good article.
White Raven
8th April 2003, 05:17
http://www.viralsound.com/lovevirus/My-Love-For-You-smallver.jpg
izchan
8th April 2003, 07:36
White Raven, did you draw that? :)
your poems are getting graphical too ... :)
here is today
: Reflection
Dreams of man forgotten
the essense of life lost
left only the empty husk
reasoning its own demise
should they be life after
is there a meaning to it all
why should we even bother
to make a different world
when it finally comes
it is not judgement that we fear
but what lies there on after
will it be heaven, hell or earth
either way an end to all that matters
emjoy
izchan
9th April 2003, 02:11
Todays poem
: One way ticket
Numbers on a paper
words in the mind
sentence left unfinished
dreams undefined
souls lost of directions
and wild packs roam the land
in the name of the father
man's sins condemned
as the last rite is performed
we mourn our mistakes
no more than human
a shield that we claim
and to hell we descend
enjoy.
izchan
14th April 2003, 15:01
system was down for 3 days or more, no traffic into the thread. So lonely without songs from you guys.
: Final destination
As I sit at the corner
looking at the world asking
what is the real fear?
fear of war?
fear of oppresion?
or just simple fear of illusions?
The power that be
says it aint so.
it is peace that we wish for
and we are at war with terror.
We condemn those that harbour it
we will strike those that think it
we are the victim of fear
we are the innocents of war.
So say the one standing on the moutain
the castles builders of air
yet the dead will one day rise again
for judgement will be given
to the dead and the living
the illusion of independence
the lie of democracy
in GOD's name we pray
an end to this suffering of eternity
I have kept my peace of this matter and have refrained from getting into a debate. But how much more are the people suppose to suffer so that one might feel safe again?
a silent moment for the innocents that was brought into this war rage. The innocents from all sides, for it is the mistake of the few that condemns the whole. I only hope that it will all end without more bloodshed spilled from both side.
White Raven
15th April 2003, 03:04
Cheerleaders are happy, happiness sucks
Cheerleaders clap, they all look like ducks
Cheerleaders think they're all that and a bag of chips
I love to laugh at them
When they fuck up on their flips.
Cheerleaders are typically slutty, cheerleaders are twinks
They throw smart blondes into a stereotyped hi-jinks
Cheerleaders can't do much else
Cheerleaders think that all poems must rhyme
This isn't one of those.
Me on Cheerleaders:
I couldn't give less of a fuck whether or not I could do a double backflip handspring dooh-wah-wah.
(Before this statement someone said 'You're just jealous because you can't do it!)
Only it was some twink, so it was:
'Ur just jellous because you can't do it!!!!!!' (Picture the MSN pink.)
/edit Yes, I did draw that picture. //edit
izchan
15th April 2003, 11:17
Cheerleaders ... umm ... just saw another show about them, :) ... THE HOT CHICK ... :) ... quite funny ...
talk to you guys later.
ryan
15th April 2003, 11:57
I would post more in this thread, but that poem must have been a fluke or somthing. I can't seem to write anything else. Maybe I should quit trying and let it come to me.
izchan
18th April 2003, 03:37
My dear friend Idiot .. :) ... poems are words that comes to you when you need it most, or to people like me, they come in spasms of extreme pressure ... :) ... take it easy. There is no need to beat yourself up for it.
: Poor souls
More and more I ask a loud
why do people still stick around
this place of essential doubts
clearly our eyes are block by clouds
where nothing is ever clear
and all is shrouded
Leaving too many questions for every answer
Causing the soul to thirst for its end
Even the Gods leave us alone
as we mortals battle it out
for supremecy over a piece of rock
and yet another depressing poem.
enjoy ... :)
Orgone_Man
18th April 2003, 04:13
Originally posted by izchan
My dear friend Idiot .. :) ... poems are words that comes to you when you need it most, or to people like me, they come in spasms of extreme pressure ... :) ... take it easy. There is no need to beat yourself up for it.
: Poor souls
and yet another depressing poem.
enjoy ... :)
Sometimes your poems pluck one of the inner most strings on the guitar that is my soul. This one did just that.
izchan
21st April 2003, 07:15
Thanks orgone ... :) ... every bit of encouragement helps . .. :)
As for todays poem ...
: ABCD
Can you say A?
as for anger within my heart
anger at all thats crap
against the very core
of fundamental rights?
Can you say B?
as in bullshit that is free
given to the public in buckets
assumming that we can't read?
what a bunch of idiots
that we elect to tell us lies.
Can you say C?
as in cancer in our time
the one thats eating us alive
moving from stone age to space
from one nut to another case
which everyday we pray for it to end
Can you say D?
as in death before living
At the end we are just bait
for the devils advocate
at hells gate we wait
for our gruesome fate
Dark as hell ... should read more happy books.
enjoy.
rabidgoht
21st April 2003, 09:43
I'm not really sure who wrote this poem originally but ive always loved it
The man in the glass
When you get what you want in your struggle for self,
and the world makes you king for the day,just go to a mirror and look at yourself and see what that man has to say.
For it isn't your mother,brother or wife upon whose judgement you must pass, the fellow whose verdict counts most in your life is the one staring back from the glass.
For you may fool everyone down the pathway of years and get pats on the back as you pass, but your final reward will be heartache and tears if you've cheated the man in the glass.
basically don't ever sell yourself short or settle and no matter what alwaays be true to yourself... nuff said, more poems later and some of my personal maybe
::snapping fingers obsessivly like beatnick::
rock on:winamp:
EnDurA
21st April 2003, 10:13
i can't think of anything so i'll quote some living end
this is the chorus from there song "blood on your hands" album "roll on" 2000
We don't wanna listen to what you say
were old enough to now better
whao
you got blood on your hands
can your here me?
we don't wanna listen its a waste of time
are you for real
whao
you got blood on your hands
can we be set free?
Jedi Gemstone
21st April 2003, 14:31
Seeing as people are posting lyrics from songs heres one from Linkin Park I like alot-
Linkin Park
Easier To Run
Its easier to run
replacing this pain with something numb
its so much easier to go
than face all this pain here all alone
something has been taken
from deep inside of me
a secret i've kept locked away
no one can ever see
wounds so deep they never show
they never go away
like moving pictures in my head
for years and years they've played
if i could change i would
take back the pain i would
retrace every wrong move that i made i would
if i could
stand up and take the blame i would
if i could take all the shame to the grave i would
sometimes i remember
the darkness of my past
bringing back these memories
i wish i didn't have
sometimes i think of letting go
and never looking back
and never moving forward so
there would never be a past
just washing it aside
all of the helplessness inside
pretending i don't feel so misplaced
is so much simpler than change
its easier to run
replacing this pain with something numb
its so much easier to go
than face all this pain here all alone
I havent written any good poems recently, I've only written about 3 poems ran out of ideas........
EnDurA
22nd April 2003, 00:36
yeah, linken teh coolest, hmm i should buy there new album today, or download it while i still can
izchan
22nd April 2003, 02:09
welcom rabidgoht, endura ... your participation on this thread is most welcomed. I particularly love the poem <man in the glass> ... it is resonating within my heart now. And <blood on your hands> is very much appropriate now, given the accounts of war.
Jedi, hope to read more of your poems soon.
Will talk to you all later.
work is going to kill me these days ... :)
cheerio.
EnDurA
22nd April 2003, 03:24
hmm i got another 1
Don't Shut The Gate
Isolate for protection
Put a gate on detention
Gotta make seperation
Easy to slide and be hypnotised
Don't shut the gate!
Investigate for correction
Single out a selection
Settle all aprehension
Easy to Slide and be hypnotised
Don't shut the gate!
duh
23rd April 2003, 06:36
The Rest of Them
I just realized something the other day
It’s that nothing ever goes my way
It seems like no matter how hard I try
All these girls just make me want to cry!
I always thought you weren’t like the rest of them
You seemed like the perfect ten
I didn’t want to be like everyone else
You’ll never understand the way I felt
Right now I’m like a fish out of water
Life is like cement, it just keeps getting harder
Don’t know how much more I can take
Might as well... for Christ sake!
When I first saw you I was so confused
Now I just feel so washed up and used
Don’t know where I went wrong
That last “No” hurt for soooo long
Another day for another lesson
“I love...” nah I’m just messin’
So I’ll just continue to stare at the floor
Because I refuse to take this anymore
Why oh why do I try so hard?
And I’ll continue to pass your front yard
No matter how hard you tried, no frown
Best of luck to you Miss Brown
By: Lyle Wilson
EnDurA
23rd April 2003, 08:01
word
Jedi Gemstone
23rd April 2003, 15:56
Originally posted by duh
The Rest of Them
I just realized something the other day
It’s that nothing ever goes my way
It seems like no matter how hard I try
All these girls just make me want to cry!
I always thought you weren’t like the rest of them
You seemed like the perfect ten
I didn’t want to be like everyone else
You’ll never understand the way I felt
Right now I’m like a fish out of water
Life is like cement, it just keeps getting harder
Don’t know how much more I can take
Might as well... for Christ sake!
When I first saw you I was so confused
Now I just feel so washed up and used
Don’t know where I went wrong
That last “No” hurt for soooo long
Another day for another lesson
“I love...” nah I’m just messin’
So I’ll just continue to stare at the floor
Because I refuse to take this anymore
Why oh why do I try so hard?
And I’ll continue to pass your front yard
No matter how hard you tried, no frown
Best of luck to you Miss Brown
By: Lyle Wilson
oh my god, that is a very true but good poem. I did have a poem last night, but silly ol' jedi forgot to save it :rolleyes: I'll try and remember it to post later. good poems though we could make a whole book with these :up:
EnDurA
24th April 2003, 02:11
i wish i had some time to make up poems
White Raven
28th April 2003, 22:59
If you listen quietly
You can hear angels in the dark
If you watch fairly closely
The wind in the round leaves
Doesn't really hurt them at all
If you become mute and close your eyes
You can feel me beside you
As I will be the light kissing your skin
If you'll take a breath
You'll find that the winds of change
Occur naturally in this stained world of men
If you'll be still
You'll feel me breaking this illusion
Bursting through to find you
If you'll see me watch the clouds
You'll know I don't need tokens of affection
Although those are pleasant,
You'll know that I just cry out for affection itself
If you'll deny the world
You'll find that I do the same
If you reach out to something blindly
I'll guide your hands
But if you listen quietly
You can hear angels in the dark
And if you watch fairly closely
The wind in the round leaves
Doesn't really hurt them at all.
EnDurA
29th April 2003, 08:57
wow! :D
great poem white, unfortunantly, all i can come up with is stuff that looks like its ripped from the pages of a punk rockers lyric book.
Pain is Just A State of Mind
Why can't you see, all this pain that's inside of me?
An escape from this trauma i'll have to find
Because this pain is just a state mind
Have I gone insane, or just come undone
A part of me is missing, now it has come
to this, my night of reckoning
This terror inside, I cannot bear,
The weight of it I have to wear
upon my head, a scar is burned
all alone in this sensless world
I see you there, but not by my side
Why have you abondoned me now?
In my hour of pain, left to cower
the wind above, my heart within
my skin is course, as the final test begins
izchan
8th May 2003, 08:57
Well. I know that we have been a bit quiet lately, but most of all, I was buried under thousands of lines of coding ... :( ... which does serious damage to a poets brain ... :)
With Endura's poem... :) ... it is more than just a state of mind .. :) ... my mind is dead as a doornail now ...
Hopefully, some of you will have better luck then me now, keep the posting up. And contribute the poems that comes to mind.
: Last stand
I could walk away without thought
and leave the pain behind
but doing so will break my heart
and kill the love I found
yet all thats left are memories
of a person that is no longer real
for time have killed my only friend
and buried what was once true
my only prayer is that at the end
he will never feel the pain
that I feel now inside my soul
Hope you enjoy this.
Jedi Gemstone
8th May 2003, 16:59
Jedi's back with a poem this time :D A pretty rubbish poem but still a poem for now.
I've been here through all these years
I've wiped away all those tears
I've scared away all those fears
Yet you still take advantage of me
My heart to soft to resist
I'm still your doll which obeys
If only you understood
The marks you found the other day
I said I'd hit it on a wall
I lied, I used a knife.
I've been here all the while
I've been taken in by your smile
I've hit almost all those kitchen tiles
Yet I don't know why I try to live
My body too limp I cant take no more
I'm still a nothing like I was before
If only I could turn back time
I would leave you for good
Then youd be out of my life
I'd be free.
izchan
9th May 2003, 04:00
Very good protrayal of a friend of mine. Could not understand why she does it, but she still sticks to this ass hole of a man, which is married to another woman. She is beautiful and smart, yet when it comes to the guy thing, she is just no where near to sane.
:Another reality
You said you were leaving her
you promised that it will end
you gave me your word
that I am the only one
Yet my life is a wreck
I am the bitch in everyones eyes
even my friends move away
for they say I am blind
Why do I do it
Why do I cry
When will I realize
that it is all a lie
You have never loved me
it was just a game
for every night after eight
you will go back to them
left alone in the dark
in the house you bought me
I contemplate kiling myself
just to get you at the end
for if living is without you
I would get you in death
in hell I will meet you again
enjoy.
Magic_Midget
9th May 2003, 07:37
I've been busy working my ass off...so..just posting and disappearing..again..
____________________________
The Succubus: Rebirth by Lee
Banish from the demonic world from whence she was born,
And sent to a hellish demise that became her home.
Burning in the flames, charred remains of her exoskeleton,
A carcass that shadowed the corners of the desecrated cell.
Laid within, tears she wept and mourned with guilt strickened eyes,
While the devils fed her apathetic mind with horrid lies.
A child inside this hellish convent, her shell, hidden under all the pain,
Embellishing to be released the true power underneath her chains.
20 Hell years later....
Maelstrom and Asmodeus gave her a second chance...
Borne from the ashes, her pale skin complexion shined upon thee,
Only to be driven from the shadows that she once was raised.
Wearing a darkened weblike garb covering her supple body,
Exploring her new self underneath the moon.
Powers unearthed from the graves at her command,
Shivers of blue sparks lit her black shadowed fingertips.
With arms outstretched and eyes glimmering with a bluish tint,
She unfolded her tattered wings and flew towards the moonlight.
izchan
9th May 2003, 09:38
arcane your banner is hillarious ... :) ... When no one loves you ... :) ... god that is funny.
Beautiful Poem >.. :)
keep em coming.
EnDurA
9th May 2003, 10:16
i've had no yime for anytype of a poem, with homework, assiments and music practice taking up all my spare time, hopefully in the next week or so, it will die down, but for now, i'll put his song up.
Numb by Linkin Park
I'm tired of what you want to be
Feeling so faithless
Lost under the surface
I don't know what your expecting of me
Put under the presure
Of walking in your shoes
Caught in the undertow
Just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is
Another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow
Just caught in the undertow
I've
Become so numb
I can't feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I'm becoming this
All i want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
Can't you see that your smothering me
Holding too tightly
Afraid to loose control
'Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right infront of you
Caught in the undertow
Just caught in the undertow
Every step that I take is
Another mistake to you
Caught in the undertow
Just caught in the undertow
And every second I waste
Is more than I can take
I've
Become so numb
I can't feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I'm becoming this
All i want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
But i know
I may end up failing too
But i know
You were just like me
With someone disappointed in you
I've
Become so numb
I can't feel you there
Become so tired
So much more aware
I'm becoming this
All i want to do
Is be more like me
And be less like you
I've
Become so numb
I can't feel you there
tired of what you want to be
I've
Become so numb
I can't feel you there
tired of what you want to be
This is probably my favourite song on the album, though, Faint, Lying From You and Hit The Floor are good as well
Saturday Through Sunday
Because it always seems like they mess with me
It seems like float like a butterfly and sting like a bee
This one is for all the times you’ve pissed me off
Cause you make me sick, make me cough
Have me by my eyes like some sort of hook
Especially when you give me that look
Since you stole my heart, you clean little crook
They always seem to get their way
“He” tries to remember the date of your b-day
Even if “he” is off by one week
You’ll still ask him about your same skinny-ass physique
Come on now, can’t you just give us a break
Oh yeah, we can tell if they’re real or fake
Must we try ever so hard to please?
Explaining this is like speaking Japanese
These feuds of ours must come to an end
Have you ever thought of us a simple friend?
Ever try not to think of size of our bank?
You’ll try to get every penny out of me with a tank
Goodbye, so long, fare well, it’s time for me to go
Obviously you’ll truly never, ever know…
By: Lyle Wilson
White Raven
14th May 2003, 05:33
Light flickers in my room
Radio humming a sad tune
I drop the small paper swan
Letting time run over the meadow like a new young fawn
Dreaming in shattered uncertainty
Watching invisibility can be quite pleasing
Why must I assume the sadness
Life cannot all be so tragedous
If I could only look beyond the frail window
That harbours the pale sky
Behind a thinning sheet of glass
With the ages it slowly withers away
Like the light that crawls across the textured wall
Maybe it can teach me...
Avion
14th May 2003, 05:43
some friends have already read this one. but I hope you others will like it.
: downward :
----
cruel moments
hide behind the corner
with rain on face down momentum
woven music symphony
carding simple pleasure
in napping moments cuddled in mother washed blankets
a tail to with be told was all in a stung hue cored hold
a silver momentum
a casing with pastures of velvet wounds
further came was a posture crud fuel
memorized in pillowed music snuff
crickets mythed night folk lore missings
hiding in the rust
was dripping side mind code
washing grace bound vibration
love bundled be apathy minded whine
to taste sweet drippings off of play doll vines
dueling furbished mewling
a fragmented being
a source of all seeing
can't be a dead memory heathen
into submission grounding
opportunity to stager into loud founding
woven into dark shadow symphony zoos
soldier breathing tags
marking an ordered baring
a forth coming worded bird
wilderness was kindness
a mass ground blast
gazed into the past
youth struck killings into new drillings
eye was in the moment
a space
between a still grace
no more for speaking a time rise
a rain on face down momentum
tools built to pleasure the weak
as do a hunters meat
keeping a mother to be hunted
with cold fools gold
shrouded in fear
was his mirror
----
- Theodis
RoboBlaster
14th May 2003, 17:47
April is the kindest month. Mixing
rainwater with winter grass, browned
by the forgotten snow and cold. There
is warmth in the water now, and dust
is no longer charging fear into the old dead sockets
left by ice displacement.
A skull in ground, and not a care left in my mind.
And not a care left in my mind.
The lake was shimmering, sure. Also,
the breeze cooled my overwarm skin, but
the flashes of heat from your eye never quite left
the impression you had hoped.
The following winter’s blizzard chilled
every last bit of you from me.
Hope springs eternal, they say.
I never had hoped for a miracle.
I wasn’t dissappointed.
Avion
15th May 2003, 02:38
In this poem are several different poems in one.
This makes for a crazy poem. The name of it is
" Sethidus V.S. Knight Fairy [battle for the Satith]"
Now this poem is about Satith,a girl in my dreams.
"Sethidus" is the king of fairys
"Knight Fairy" is the Knight of all Fairys
"Satith" is the Princess of all Fairys
now, here's how to pronounce the names..
"Satith" "Sa" - pronounced "Saw"
"tith" - sounds like "myth" but with a "T" at the begining
so here is how you pronounce "Sethidus"
"Sethidus" - "Seth - sounds like deaf except with a "th" sound and with the
"s" at the beginning. Then with "i " as "i" in "in". Then there's "dus" sounds
like "bus" but with a "d"
"Sethidus"
So hope you enjoy.
Sethidus V.S. Knight Fairy
[Battle for Satith]
Billowed land with grains of dirt
twisted trees with arms bleeding to the fire
stoned blocks pushing with sun's hands
built the battle grounds dancing with heat
the blocks were licked with symbols shinning with sables
around the circled symboled blocks lay I
the Knight
a guardian of all the fairys
posed stiff animation
closed in the star of thy King , Sethidus
we both in circled by a ring of poisonous liquor fire
deeper walking still
laid black panthers twisting with leers staring
like snakes with darker orchid gowns
sitting on black sculptured thrones looking upon
the battle in the ring of fire
lay 4 Mages of the gnosis scriptures
who live upon the entwined mountains of the north west
the Mages wore black hooded cloaks with moon's rippled leers
with ponds of death placed spears
stitched upon their cloths of cloaks
their faces covered and shadowed by their hoods
white silenced metal jewels of connected symbols
thorned their fingers and wrists
they waited patiently for the victorious one
for them to announce the victor
they were silent and still
but thou knowest of their signs
but thou knowest of their killings
murderous willings
they were shadow's shadow
grave reapers
born from calls
shadow weavers
just before the drunken fire hands
lay the orcs brittled hideous treats
their eyes held memories of raped babies and torn women
like cat eyes galloping with orbs of leaving breath
their skin sore and bumpy with a wide spread of moist muddy dirt
with lump yawning about
mud run bodies with a face of wicked lizard brute
they stood cheering and yelping prized weeps
there bodys held bone dead parts of past victories led
they were cruel morgues in nature's lies
witches stood in the forest paths
like prey eaten gazelles
standing near trees with curled leaves
they were witches, slaves to the nature
wicca's children holding the leaves and the trees
shielding their pleasured eyes from was wroughten gore
screeches and moans pleasured their thighs
they built the orchids
keeping glassed roses tied around their breasts
with crying blue rain frosted to their hair
they bleed only to the Goddesses
made love only to dead nature
fed only on captured dreams
they were beauteous with their black raven hair
that was tied with dead crow velvet wings
as they held boned lances from deathed snowy orcs placed by fairy decay
above the witches laid the branches
that were occupied by truly unimaginative beauty
thy troths thee
a beauty so perfectious
that thee wouldst desire pain
to neath the ecstasy that hath no shame
driving thou insane
'tis be the fairys
*
the males were covered in surreal cloths of dark
and light grey blues
cloths with forest eye scriptures written onto
cloths with elemental designs stitches
with white hair and lively thorned necklaces around there necks
holding dragon eyed daggers and ghostly swords
the chests protruded through their cloths
leaving tightly ripped chest to pear to the eye's sight
they were strong
fiercely protective
lavishing and alluring
with their music
waiting for the knight
leader
to prevail
*
the females still hold true
they were covered in surreal cloths of light blues and purples
that were stitched with elemental and orchid designs
they wore glass crescent earrings
eye lashes as fine and dark as crow wings
they had long white hair with flowers tied around the ears
their cloths were cut up high like a short skirt but to
a slant allowing the right to cover with more cloth
leaving their angelic thighs to drowned mans lies
the skirt high enough to show them
wearing a small thin white silk cloth
placed tightly against their gracefully seductive mons
*
these fairys varied in height
3 to 6 feet of pictured sight
with their blue tinted translucent wings
rippling in the air while emitting soft watered light
their eyes were pupil-less dazzling with super nova decay
painted in the way
their white hair was inhabited with butterflys
with spiraling flora
Lying thither and hither
laid forth the gnomes
they lived in underground homes
they wore green covers with a red cotton hat
and long beards
they were pure and loving
bringer of the cure
they were quite sharing
filled with nectared love
they smelt the sent of child burning
they knew tides were turning
watching for peace they are
troubled was there face
upon the rigged stage surrounded in low flamed fire
lay three castles of the sun
ye the Knight, of Fairys keep
thy King, Sethidus, tyrant lord of Fairys keep
thy Princess, Satith, prized serenity of fairys keep
Satith sat upon the ground behind me
looking like female Fairys do
what defied the rest that this fair girl did own
was her enchanting eyes of stolen blood dripped stars
stuck in dark clasped shadows
with physical beauty unmatched unfathomable
she sat alone behind me rivered in memorizing tears
with beauteous breasts and white hair with fire fly stairs
yet still enriched with flora and butterflys
castling with lonely crys
wearing frosted glass dove wings in her hair
she wore an angelfish boned necklace
that I made just for her
in fronting the field of visioning lay dear Sethidus
he had long blood soaked hair with orchid hair crests
wearing a black but mostly red enriched cloak sowed
with flower stems and washed vines
I wore deeply carved gothic armor and a black cloth
wrapped around my neck
was long and designed
a part of the cloth fell to my knees
I held a long moonshine sword with a handle built from ram bones
Sethidus had the king's dagger and small mace with fine
tipped spikes by his side
reasons for why thee loathes thy King?
he be a TYRANT ! a serpent snake full of rape !
he hath coiled dear Satith into raptured RAPE !
he hath tempted her into love with thy king
and when Satith fell to mistress love for Sethidus
thy tyrant king Sethidus raped her youthful body
of virgin blood to thrusted brute fear
all Sethidus desires is to see Satith be murdered to stone
so he can tear her beauty off and wear as his own
face of moons grace
I swore to be there for her in her despair
but I hath failed
oh know not of shame
I will reclaim
my honor
with thy Kings death
this man I pledge to kill
thy King will slave my swords wrath !
I will kill thee
tis quickly you will be
slaughtered like pigs dressed for mass
writhe thy Kings throne
Satith, never will she moan
no more pain
it will now feel like soft rain
as his blood pours from a kings vein
thou throths it
you have my word
" King ! neath me and be still ! "
Then it began
war marked
for the crime
He forth blew torturous hate
that served his stone hands
that emitted moons glance
he took forth his left hand
and grasped my right arm
twisting it's presence towards the sky
his right-end hand held onto my skull
and floored it towards his thrusting knee
which was built with dead past stone
his knee thus be lead cutted goat eye windows
lacing dead driven sand that sizzled and stung
'twas the blood that fled from
the core cracked head I saw threw
thy king forward his posture
grabbing my body
holding me like prey
lifting me like the dawn of a new day
up in the air yea forced
looking up above into
the cruel gassy green filtered billowed sky
'twas pictured like dead rabbit feet hopping
in lakes of murdered sorcerers placing fated
with mountainous crates
down for the stage
then the image washed like a hideous storm of world pools
as I cracked my placemented animations through stone placed ground
I rose from the ground
roused with blood
thy kings mace he found
thy king took his mace and shocked its state
and it begun to twirl and whine
I stood not knowing this new sight
he did forth his feet bringing the mace with
full shocked twirls and whines
I turn to the noise
CRACK !
a blur
the world aster
blood aspir
I fell to the ground
I lost sight to a new found vision
for my mind became vagrant and besieged
a vision
a world
a firestone
on the ground
a new vision
of me on the battle ground
with Satith in her fears
I stared at Satith in my
vision...
[]
.FireStone.
feathered and forgotten
they'll shed the skin broken
burn away what's left
come with me to the forest deep
find the one who bares my dreamful tears
lift the sword of animus
stand by the sun
it was my design to make you mine
fruitful tethered fairys hither upon this waterfall
they smile their shyful eyes at me
calling me to the water, I'm afraid to go in
the fairys salivate as I drown and fall asleep
one of them weaves my eyes into their tapestry
I begin to see an image
I see her crying, scratching as if she expects me to
be her saltus to this pain
yes, it was my design to make you mine
come follow me
come be mine
we will trap you the way you should be
come be my firestone
come be mine
.
[]
... I then roared
I awoke from illusions of the mace
pain was to be the embrace
this king was nothing
while driven by the shine...
[]
.Shine.
this is my land
the people will stand
fly, fly, ...fly
the people will stand
far and wide is the sand
run, run, ...run
for this is my land
your mine to be hold
the sky, sky, ...sky
cry shall you
the sky turns red
die, die, ...die
this is my mind
confusion sets in
hide, hide, ...hide
confusion sets in
tell my mind to go
away, away, ...away
for this is my land
the people will cry
mine, mine, ...mine
the people will stand
they die in my hand
fall, fall, ...fall
this is my land
light is need
the fire is
good, good, ...good
I own this land
die under my command
fly, fly, ...fly
this is my land
light is need
fire, fire, ...fire
the sky is blue
need gold to be true
lie, lie, ...lie
for this is my land
I own the people who stand
die, die...
war, war...
mine, mine...
[]
... he was nothing but driven by the shine
I got back up for the taste of overkill
but shadows to overwhelm
ugh*...
silence
thy King's dagger
driven into my side
piercing my armor
breath
silencing
mind was curved with blurs and stirs
I fell beside Satith laying still
illusions filled my
ears
my eyes
my mouth
I need to tell Satith
a poem I made while I was still alive and well
I spoke to her of these words...
[]
Please bring me the sea
to watch you drowned
please bring me the sea
to watch you need me
watching you on the floor
you bleed I adore
watching the fire cover you
to make me warm
burn every-one, kill every-one
a painting for you and me
they become sediment on the floor
to make me human
I need you to complicate my need
stress upon my law
you stand fearless in your fault
your fearless strong
dominance over my wrongs
the world shall fall to your eyes of solitude
[]
...then I closed my lips
to speak a poem for me to sleep...
[]
sparkled lust
entwined castle deep
system parted - - system faded
music seeded
broken wing sleep
child parted - - child faded
enchanted dark
voice breezing weep
mother parted - - mother faded
flickering pond
saddened eyed keep
dragon parted - - dragon faded
landed mark
knights bloody creep
honor parted - - honor faded
star light's dream
stranded Fairy's need
fire parted - - fire faded
crystal shine rain
damped lust steep
freedom parted - - freedom faded
[]
... I AWOKE ?
I gained one last breath -
to see Satith free
and me to fade
I see
the king laughed with his dagger up high
eyes with shine
ignoring my blood bathed star
I'll make this fair...
I stood beforth thy King and speared his head to purple black carnage sap
blood soaked in wine driven by the shine
my fist into thy King's gritted mist
I blasted a stomp of rattled poisonous wrath !
to crush his bones bleeding with witch whores torn moans
I tower thy kings orchid ridden skull
grinding it upon the stone
seeding his hair with his own sun drawn rare
blood follows the door
that I reared for the core
to bathe thee
in bloodlust
slicing the shaded grin
with flowered rust
...he was dead in hollow
I dropped to the ground
my breath had fled
Satith quickly came and lifted my red cracked head
while her left touched my blood soaked armored chest...
" this is where I die
buried alive
full of fire flys
please don't cry
go run away
and hide
I will remember you
in my mind the
rain is softer "
" see this is where I belong I hope you can come along
I hope you can see my flower garden where things are wicked & wrong
I hope you can come sleep in my flower garden
where the fairys are brave, like me
and the water is clear and cold, like you
I hope you can come sleep in my flower garden
forever, ...forever "
I lifted my right to hold her cheek
she licked my blood filled hand as she cried tears brighter
than the moon-lit land
" I must disappear, from here. I must go away, for evermore. Is this ok ?
If I were to go away. This land, this world, is to much for me. I must be free.
I think it be best for me to live with death. If only your love was for me.
I would live like the sea.
I'm going to have to leave, forever.
From our speaking forest tree. I must die now.
But I will rebuild.
I will be.
Soldier of the Raven.
It is my destiny. "
...and thus ends
this fable.
Magic_Midget
15th May 2003, 03:24
I've began to write lyrical poetry again..and..heres a first glance at one of them out of 10!
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Hidden Tears by Lee
Well I try to understand your hesitations
And I try to understand your reservations
You asked me to read your diary
It was full of blank pages
You asked me to hear your song
All I heard was silence
You tell me to keep on trying
And I do
But I just can't seem to get through
To the other side of you
Tell me your deepest desires
Show me your hottest fires
Tell me your greatest fears
Show me your hidden tears
Have you tried to understand my frustrations
Do you think you know my motivations
You offered me a cigarette
It was only paper
You gave me a glass of wine
It was nothing but water
You Tell me to keep on trying
And I do
But I just can't seem to get through
To the other side of you
Tell me your deepest desires
Show me your hottest fires
Tell me your greatest fears
Show me your hidden tears
Well, I try to understand your trepidations
And I try to understand your apprehensions
There are secret depths within your heart
You guard them fiercely
Is that why no one since
Has touched you quite as deeply
Yet, you tell me to keep on trying
And I keep on trying
But I just can't seem to get through
To the other side of you
Maybe one day
You will fill the empty pages
Your songs will echo through my mind
Maybe one day
We will share a smoke together
While we turn that water into wine
Only then will you reveal
What you now conceal
And you will finally let me through
To the other side of you
Tell me your heart's deepest desires
Show me your passion's hottest fires
Tell me your spirit's greatest fears
Show me your soul's hidden tears
izchan
16th May 2003, 04:08
A Knight of Euphoria .......... WOW!!!!!! :)
That is one very lonnnng Poem.
It took me 10 minutes just to read it once.
Welcome to the thread. :)
RoboBlaster .. :) .. welcome to the world of words.
Lovely poem, thought I would like to read more of your work soon.
Lee, good to hear that you are back on track.
With all this new blood, I think it would prove to be an interesting new day ... :)
Keep it up friends.
Will talk to you all, later.
Avion
16th May 2003, 04:16
Originally posted by izchan
A Knight of Euphoria .......... WOW!!!!!! :)
A Knight of Euphoria = KnightFairy
:D
remember me?
EnDurA
16th May 2003, 06:57
u already senior?? didn't u rejoin a couple of weeks ago...
izchan
16th May 2003, 07:54
I am now humbled beyond compare ... :)
Welcome back knightFairy. :)
Welcome back indeed.
Jedi Gemstone
16th May 2003, 17:10
Knight Fairy good to see you back, that poem is fabulous, I love it:D
Lee great lyrics.
I havent been writing uch but I have got two poems I think you might like-
Misfit
try to fit in
I forgot the real me
I dont know who I'am
All I know is what I see
But what I see is false
The truth is lost
Along with what I used to be.
You call my name
I dont even know its me
So caught up in my problems
I find it hard to breath
Like an elastic band around my waist
Its never gonna go
I just want my life to leave.
No title
I've been here through all these years
I've wiped away all those tears
I've scared away all those fears
Yet you still take advantage of me
My heart to soft to resist
I'm still your doll which obeys
If only you understood
The marks you found the other day
I said I'd hit it on a wall
I lied, I used a knife.
I've been here all the while
I've been taken in by your smile
I've hit almost all those kitchen tiles
Yet I don't know why I try to live
My body too limp I cant take no more
I'm still a nothing like I was before
If only I could turn back time
I would leave you for good
Then youd be out of my life
I'd be free.
not the best I've done I think I'm losing my touch.
Magic_Midget
16th May 2003, 17:55
you'll get it back..and that one was pretty good. Very structured and nice form.
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Waiting on the Past by Lee
A kiss cooled by fire
Passions unrestrained
Lips that brought me pleasure
Now bring me pain
I cross seas of damaged dreams
On winds of yesterday
When I sought to draw you near
You deftly slipped away
The rain is my masquerade
The clouds are my disguise
Pools that are gathering
Flow from red stained eyes
Promises are shattered
Broken vows remain
My love grows stronger still
As I whisper your name
I hear the wail of fallen saints
Lying prone at your feet
I sing a strange song of love
From solitary streets
Your friends, those vicious beings
With their litany of doubt
Their evil plans were rendered
They turned you inside out
Our fates are locked together
In a death embrace
I pray you will return
Refill this empty space
And I did believe in angels
And, now, demons as well
I am too bad for heaven
And too good for this hell
White Raven
16th May 2003, 22:52
An eye full of fate that stands in the moon
Scars through all time, massive and blue
The manifestation of cold, he was
Self-sworn destroyer,
Killer of mists and despeller of confusion...
Wings that are invisible to all matters of beings
Slightly torn and ruffled as they are
I can still see them.
A figure of black wrapped up in a cloak
Silhouette of a darkened angel
A sheet of thick rain, screaming for mercy
Amongst them he stood unquivered, alone
Slowly he lifts up his cunning dark head
Sharp with the water that falls off his features
Hair that is slicked from woven gold, calmly lies
Eyes see through hate and far past deception
The ones who blame him are the ones who think
Death is evil.
No sparing of a moment, lest wasting a heartbeat
I saw his eyes of ice as I walked by
I bowed and I smiled and proved to him that
Through all autumn leaves there are ones that still remain green
And though capped with the curl of the impending frost
If taken and preserved green they shall stay
With movements as carefully planned as a cat
Fluid in motion and cold to the touch
He grasped my hand and was surprised at the gentleness
With which my other came overtop his.
This angel with shattered past and flitting memories
Did accept and hold me close to his swiftly beating heart
For like the shadows of the firestorm
Not everything is always as it seems.
With the power of a stallion in a storm
He promised to take me away
And forever with him I shall stay
Deeply attached to the impure forever more
For only I and only he can comprehend humanity's fallacies
As one and the same...
But to shine at the spearhead of battle
Oh how I cry as the water touches his lips
For perhaps it will be the last time
His hair entwines with my own as his lips meet mine
Might I hold onto him?
Might I sing for him? Shall that sweet singing keep the warrior's call away?
Twisting lines of fate and fortune
That seep along the holes in time
They shall not take him away!
Uncertain, unfortold,
And unquiet in my thoughts...
I love that one, thought cold by most
Deadly by many more,
Though to me he is mine, my fallen angel,
As I can see his wings
Though invisible to all others.
RoboBlaster
17th May 2003, 05:15
Izchan, thank you so much for your kind words of encouragement. As you requested, here is another...
It’s crazy how a mushroom cloud resembles a flower.
The blast kills instantly, some say
and wind bends trees away from ground zero
as they wince at the injustice of it all.
An atomic Christ washes away the sins along with everything else
the temple door made of cloth is torn again
and not even the stink of shoe sweat would annoy anymore.
For mount Olympus is just a mound of dust.
And fear really is in a handful of dust.
Supremacey
17th May 2003, 05:58
Just thought of a few random ones...
The knife lies on my hand, my friend is by me
I walk closer, it stalks with me
We unite as on as we kill
Jab, stab, poke DIE!
The blood drips to the floor with a smack
I hear it
We separate as we become two
Jab, stab, poke DI…
One more...
frustration
surrounding me
i try so hard to keep it away
the more I try
the closer it comes
i try, i try
i fail, i fail
no matter how hard i try
it eats me within
it's coming close, I can feel it
it stings me
biting my last failure in life
all i wanted was happiness
but trying
would only give me grief
Jedi Gemstone
17th May 2003, 21:54
Lee good poem you got there.
White Raven intresting poem its a very nice one.
RoboBlaster sorry I havent welcomed you before, but welcome to this thread even if it is a tad bit late forgive me. An intresting compostition (think thts the word) you got there I like it.
Supermacey I liked those poems, very good ones.
Great poems all of you :D
This is a weird poem I wrote about a boyfriend and girlfriend on the phone. The girlfriend does selfhamr and her boyfriend is depressed saying she inspired him to begin self harm.(its from the view point of the girl)
I'm scared
You told me on the phone
You had a knife or dart
In your room all alone
It hurt me like a thousand knifes
When you told me I'd inspired you
just because I harm myself too
I cut my last cut deeper
I made it bleed
Now you say your going
Going where?
Oh darling please dont leave
Why wont you listen?
Please, stop
You dont know what you'll become
You'll become the nothingness
Like the nothingness I've become.
A bizare poem, I'll post some more later.
Avion
18th May 2003, 07:49
Hey you all.
first off...
Jedi, your poetry is really good.
you seem to be getting better with every post.
Respects to RoboBlaster. Didn't know he liked poetry. Your poetry is quite good. keep it up.
Supremacey? hey, are you new? or is it just me? either way you have some good poetic skills. hope to hear more in the future.
[Arcane] & izchan & EnDurA: you guys are the best around. your craft is of heart and power of that heart. you really can express yourself with such skill as if you've been doing it for quite some time, as if it is what keeps you alive. please share more.
White Raven: I hope life will always bow before entering the stage that is 'you'. my condolences to your new life and to your new found weaponed hands. you've made your choices. and I don't fear them. but those choices do hurt. but I know the 'hurt' is there to make me stronger. and to make you stronger as well. I don't want go that way. but it's your choice.
.....I guess....it's time to build a new weapon.... me.
Now, guess what?
.....don't know?
Me and White Raven
teamed up to kick all you're asses. LoL
We made this really cool poem together. hope you guys like it.
I put markers so you know who made what.
so enjoy...
*** Cranes in the Sky ***
: A Knight of Euphoria :
cranes in the sky
by oceans with green blue shades of deep
sand filled arc to hand transitions to this ocean
this sand was warm and long filled.
the beach lead up to a faded stone street
where trees and leaves cornered the inner workings of inland livings
a sun was in the sky
it kept me inside
I then posed my head to the sea
out ward a wind cursed me
my hair was infront of me
my bare feet nuzzling the sand
my black stitched shorts going with the wind
I hide thoughts of vulnerability
under a shadow wave of life
cranes flying in the sky
: White Raven edit :
Pale greens between their feathers
Light flickering their shadows
Eating the air with the fluttering movement
So sad, somehow, the frozen frame by frame wingbeats
Water in a rib rimmed glass
Silver and cool against my lips
Watching the shadows of the firestorm
Switch switch
Shattered imagery like shards of broken glass
Imploded upon one another
Memories of a nightmare
A sweet taste in the back of my throat,
My eyes open
The world in them
Snaps to life instantly and
Here I am overlooking the cliffs by the ocean
Sweet in it's ferocity
I take in a breath
Cranes in the sky...
: A Knight of Euphoria :
a feather breathing by
moving with no thoughts of why
a feather passing my sight
'twas when the feather passed by
that I saw clouds rouse to splinter a fusion
with mad remedy holds
of rain light haven
across the ocean did beast a sight
gnawing at the eyes of me
in ocean hazed blood
withering in a roused dead flood
like hands touching the window of me
kneeling in front of thee
engulfed in fusion spread
was clouds provincing a new
covering the sky in a shadow lung ghoul
manifesting thunder and lightening
in there was me
pain that was not free
but there was a new place for this need
entwined into the sky edge blue
up above was anew
a pain that could be free
cranes flying in the sky...
: White Raven edit :
Stiff grains of the stones
Harbour yet unseen seeds of life
My gaze travels up from their lowly midst
To the spray rising up with hands of glory
I am torn from this scene as my eyes shift focus yet again
And lo
I see a boy
A boy and yet such a man
Eyes that are portals, softer and yet sharper and more intense than
The roaring cavernous, seething rage of the ocean
Hair that could be spun threads of softened gold
Windswept and spraywashed
And adorning the features
His gaze was torn from the cranes too
We are taken from the world and all that is in it
Softly observing and never a part of
All that's around us, the people the world, they are but the water
Should we be caste into the water, too?
To live out our lives separated
From this moment I see, looking at his soul
And what a beautiful thing it is
Standing on the cliff beholding what others cannot see
Perhaps, he is not real?
My hand trembles with nervous agony
A longing to touch his soft flesh of his face
He takes step back and a breath
"We are but the watchers," said he
"Doomed upon fate's needle and thread
To see it all sicken and wither and die
With age and the corruption that it harbours
Destruction and vanity, piety too,"
That is where his words paused
Caught between speaking and simply beholding
For he has seen my tears
The accursed things that fall to the ocean
Like whispered words of love, snatched away upon the breeze
Those tears, those children of sorrow
Plummet to their demise
Like all the rest of humanity
And the wind caresses us, I wish it were his arms
Though I say nothing
He takes the step forward that once he took back
"Are you a product of reality or a beautiful product of the mind?" to
implore of him
Seemed a blasphemy to have the words escape my lips
And this beautiful creature, strong and filled with youth
Was silent to me
But with a quickened movement I grasped his wrist
His skin so soft
A child's was rougher
A new small rabbit, to the touch 'twould have caused pain
In comparison to the touch of him
So smooth and tempting
"Are any of us real
Or are we simply figments
Shalt we be the cranes in the sky
Or shalt we be the pebbles
Or shalt we be the twisting of waters
Or possibly shalt we be the air..."
He spoke as he held my other hand
"Shalt we simply not be a dream?"
I asked,
"A fabric of love, woven between
Reality and not... But what is it, reality that isn't real
Shalt we be that
For it is the dreams that hold us all together..."
I whispered to him and he listened
The breeze all about us caressing us, holding us
Sweetly telling us words we cannot understand
Perplexity shatters
And words all around
spoken by a silent mouth
Articulated by silent thought
He moved forwards through what seemed endless time
And slid his arms around me
This...boy?
This...man?
Why was it I felt separated from him so
A gentle turning pool of love
However...
All seemed nought to matter
For the cranes in the sky continued...
Streaked clouds of yonder dreams
Possibly? Willingly?
Switch switch
Water in a rib rimmed glass
Frozen in heaven
The shadows of the firestorm...
His eyes that were the world looked into mine
Almost at once I felt the calmness
The precision of the eagle
Boldness and true
And when his lips touched mine I felt the world around me
It's colours enhanced and sounds became louder
My heartbeat became audible
An eagle's cry cut through the nothing
The frame by frame movement of the cranes
It all halted
Stillness
Silent
Quiet...
Except for us, united by soul for a simple moment together
Even the wind that made our hair as tendrils paused for us
For whether this reality had unfolded right
Whether these broken images before had led us together
"Pray, tell what name bounds you by..."
There were still, after all,
Cranes in the sky...
: A Knight of Euphoria edit :
grassy prison ground was imitating life
just to justify that pain can't keep the mind down
with light down blurs of insight pastured curves
musical wizardry blurred in the lion fur
that was of sight with wind in mid day light
a flourishing tide of hush
keeping the dream in focus
feeling her skin
intense pleasure washed inward to manifest alleviated compression
of tear ocean envisages of martyred dream sad covered desires
mistress and boy stilled on the ever arced ocean beach
sitting near the beach's edge just before a grassy prison field of low fur
green
she was with unfocused drowsy eyes
staring out ward to the sea sitting with me
her back and head against my chest
together in holding
we held each other like a flora music design transfixing despairing thoughts
of departure
I blew onto her neck
with the wind against her hair
as if impersonating a refuge
of our love enslaving
the clouds of shadowed lung ghouls became a feverish muse
dissipating into the blue
a beam of light struck through
showing that which is dark is also to be light and that which is light is
also to be dark
a fusion
of past and new
visible only by our love
to be...
together
and free
shaded by flying ripples of light dimmed crossings upon the land
up above
no more misery
cranes flying in the sky
I hugged her
my heart was delirious in dreams
the world did not understand her and me
we were our own people
but we would never be alone
our love kept the world working
our trust kept the ocean turning
I kissed her neck
and
with a pause
I stooped
moving my body
I faced her
staring into her eyes
I slowly slid my bottom lip across her lips
my lips then slid across her cheek
where I placed my forehead on her left shoulder
we huged each other ever more
hearing the wind blowing
hearing...
cranes in the sky
: White Raven :
Sleeping in the sunset
My head on his chest
He was watching the sunset
The flames had invented new shades of red
The sky was a canvas
And a lion had run across it, its mane painted yellow
Such were the colours
He breathed in slowly as I slumbered
And felt my hair
Soft as it were, comprised of cloud's breath
Away my mind was, as he kissed my lips softly as I slept
Felt the kiss not,
But he looked to the sky with a sigh as he held me
Cranes in the sky...
~The End~
Avion
18th May 2003, 08:53
---- I laugh when I die ----
I sometimes question why
in hopes of ending the why
it soon becomes answers to
the reason that I need to still ask why
history never said it was happy
just planing to be innocent
when it knew it made itself unhappy
it blames those who need it to grow
a child is weak
because it is unknown
and when you are unknown
you are kept a secret
so you have an excuse to justify your
inability to fight the why
cages are for animals
because they do not understand the rules of being human
man doesn't actually know how to be human or what human really is
but you don't see him caged, limited by others
that's why man created god
to justify that man is of not
all is very wrong
that's why man created god
To justify why everything should live
when everything should die
birds fly in the sky
because they were born that way
you don't see birds in love
they weren't born that way
they can only do what their mind was made to do
they don't have human love in their life
birds fly because they were born that way
humans were born to be humans
they kill because they were born that way
they protect because they were born that way
they love because....
it is a term used to justify why they are not animals to justify intelligent
love is used to justify that mating, multiplying, consuming and acting like a virus and destroying life is ok
because their intelligent, because, only intelligent creatures can feel love
when love is only a chemical in the brain
used to make mating easier on the brain
I love you and you love me
virus I am
in love ?
who's to blame
not I
I'm human
an animal
a killer
a lover
a murderer
who's to blame
aren't they all the same?
war made the human
war made me a haven
killers was them they weren't insane
a family dies on the street
to make me human
a shadow is infront of me
I kill it with no thought
I am human
burning flesh keeps it harder
keeps it farther
I love
what was there
it's dead
the world has breed
a new herd
a slow kill
a new thrill
I am human
watch me kill
I am human
I am all
in love with
nothing but a haven
a war instructed to sound like animals
everyone burns to the fucking ground
I am human
I was born to love and to be free
a weapon...is me
no one will stop it
I am coming
a new me
everything will fucking die
a new dream is in me
I wish to see my self floating in space
alone
quiet
with everything dead
you can't stop me
a killing is in me
I am a weapon
a child of war
it is my haven
if you die
I promise I will stay human
hurting is furthering the rising
a worrier of shadows
insanity was the rest
a child of war I become
everything will die
insanity tells me why
I am the weapon
I need to be used to kill
there is no other reason for me to live
but to be used for the killing
a weapon....
EnDurA
18th May 2003, 09:42
*me bows low to king + queen of poetry* :D
those were kickass, A+++ stuff knight and white
knight and white
on their eternal plight
to make poems in spite
of their devious delight :p
We All Have To Go
As the fear amounts
The fear counts as the last seconds tick by
waiting to die
All alone by my side
Nowhere to hide
I look inside as all the harsh memories come back again
I remember when it started happening
It all just went wrong
But it's different now
I just know somehow
that my life is gonna change
not be the same
eyes open, but mind closed
it was as if i dozed
into a dream, a dream of pain
no gain
pain is my fortess, it's walls built sound
but only you were bound
to set me free
set me free of this awfull dream
but my fate is yours, and yours mine
is death just the next stage?
or is it just let me outta my cage?
the books next page?
our agenda is now
our one last hope
our eternal vow
my feelings you know
We all have to go
Avion
18th May 2003, 11:18
: downward :
----
cruel moments
hide behind the corner
with rain on face down momentum
woven music symphony
carding simple pleasure
in napping moments cuddled in mother washed blankets
a tail to with be told was all in a stung hue cored hold
a silver momentum
a casing with pastures of velvet wounds
further came was a posture crud fuel
memorized in pillowed music snuff
crickets mythed night folk lore missings
hiding in the rust
was dripping side mind code
washing grace bound vibration
love bundled be apathy minded whine
to taste sweet drippings off of play doll vines
dueling furbished mewling
a fragmented being
a source of all seeing
can't be a dead memory heathen
into submission grounding
opportunity to stager into loud founding
woven into dark shadow symphony zoos
soldier breathing tags
marking an ordered baring
a forth coming worded bird
wilderness was kindness
a mass ground blast
gazed into the past
youth struck killings into new drillings
eye was in the moment
a space
between a still grace
no more for speaking a time rise
a rain on face down momentum
tools built to pleasure the weak
as do a hunters meat
keeping a mother to be hunted
with cold fools gold
shrouded in fear
was his mirror
----
- Theodis
Avion
18th May 2003, 11:21
: Ghost Water Sound :
-----
moving
the light is warm
she is singing
the music is breathing
clouds of utopia
white feathered birds shivering with silver claws upon their heads
the sound is in the air
body tingling
a Trance of love making
rippling into ghost water sound
sharing the body
the heat
moist kissing
the music is listening
a kingdom on the lake
a voice penetrating
eyes inside the guardian
rippling into ghost water sound
a Trance of her body naked with the sea
I'll make love to her
the sound inside of me
wishing of front breathing lights
she stands in shadow's music
drawing me delirious
the melody
drifting
rippling into ghost water sound
I'll make love to her
the sound inside of me
gliding in the sky
breathing in the melody
she needs me
the sound is with me
she is kissing me
my blood is in you
rippling into ghost water sound
my blood is in you
the melody
drawing you delirious
she is mysterious
her body
keeping me alive
her love
keeping me in a river of euphoria
rippling into ghost water sound
I'll make love to her
the sound inside of me
-----
- Theodis
Avion
18th May 2003, 11:38
~ cookie home ~
ground thunder
a child running
hunting
need to go home
cookies baked
rain falling onto fable born
a child alone
memorizied by soothing sounds of rain
a paper boat built for dreaming
streams by the road
" I want to sail my boat "
child alone
boat ran away
but the rain let go
the stream hated me
I was alone
I needed to go home
age of 8
rain was my unborn mistress
I was alone
not this nor that
I did not know that this day
lost in the past
would see it self onto this day
I did not know
that day was a sign
alone
a will be for ever
wait
you'll see
the rain keeps the boat sailing
cookies are done baking
I gotta get home
age of 19
the rain falls once again
someone for got to bake cookies
I can't find my home
Avion
18th May 2003, 11:41
Originally posted by EnDurA
*me bows low to king + queen of poetry* :D
those were kickass, A+++ stuff knight and white
knight and white
on their eternal plight
to make poems in spite
of their devious delight :p
LoL
Thanks.
I like you new poem. I like it a lot.
It's pretty cool. kicks ass actually.
hope to see more.
izchan
18th May 2003, 16:42
Raven, How long does it take for you to write something like that? I am very much awed by your talent now. :)
Keep it up. I love the way you tell your stories. :)
Marvaelous.
Lee ... again ... nicely done.
As for me .. nothing ... my brain is full of programming code.
If this was the matrix, I might be able to squeez somes binaries out for it .. :)
talk to you all later.
RoboBlaster
18th May 2003, 18:06
The black mold grows in the corner of my shower
a little bit each day. It greets me in a stained smile
as if it were expecting me all along.
“Well hello there, nice to see you again.” At first,
the mold was my nemesis, taunting, telling secrets to others
of my uncleanliness. Now it is my friend. Ever faithful.
Each day at dawn and in the middle of the night,
the mold is there, never questioning, always steadfast.
One of the best friends I ever had.
Avion
18th May 2003, 18:26
Originally posted by RoboBlaster
The black mold grows in the corner of my shower
a little bit each day. It greets me in a stained smile
as if it were expecting me all along.
“Well hello there, nice to see you again.” At first,
the mold was my nemesis, taunting, telling secrets to others
of my uncleanliness. Now it is my friend. Ever faithful.
Each day at dawn and in the middle of the night,
the mold is there, never questioning, always steadfast.
One of the best friends I ever had.
LoL
that poem is the best! if nothing else but for sheer uniqueness. 10 out of 10.
Very unique, truly defining a new potential.
love that poem. remember, I give it a
10 out of 10
Mrs_Mia_Wallace
18th May 2003, 18:47
This is a very bad attempt of me to write poetry...the first poem I've written in a very long time, the third one ever I've written in English.
It's nothing special, I just got inspired by reading all the excellent writings by you very gifted and talented people :) and this poem just popped into my mind...
Kepping you trapped inside my palm
Holding you, protecting you
While you're inside you're very calm
I left no air to breathe.
You left little scatches in my palm
My skin under your fingernails
My blood is covering you like a balm
You look pretty in red.
Slowly lifting my fingers from my palm
Opening it to watch you
Appearing asleep, quite and calm
I just killed you again.
Please don't laugh at me, I'm not talented and English is not my first language, just wanted to contribute something to this wonderful thread...
Mia:)
PS I loved the mold poem too! ;)
Avion
18th May 2003, 18:54
Originally posted by Mrs_Mia_Wallace
This is a very bad attempt of me to write poetry...the first poem I've written in a very long time, the third one ever I've written in English.
It's nothing special, I just got inspired by reading all the excellent writings by you very gifted and talented people :) and this poem just popped into my mind...
Kepping you trapped inside my palm
Holding you, protecting you
While you're inside you're very calm
I left no air to breathe.
You left little scatches in my palm
My skin under your fingernails
My blood is covering you like a balm
You look pretty in red.
Slowly lifting my fingers from my palm
Opening it to watch you
Appearing asleep, quite and calm
I just killed you again.
Please don't laugh at me, I'm not talented and English is not my first language, just wanted to contribute something to this wonderful thread...
Mia:)
PS I loved the mold poem too! ;)
your poem....being short, still kicked ass. I really hope you consider writting more poetry. and posting here again. cause your poem was really good. It's just, well, I think with your talent you could make a really good long poem. it's just I felt the need for more....but then it ended so quickly.
so, hope you consider writting more poetry and posting here again. :)
...and yeah, the mold poem is the best ever!
RoboBlaster has done it again :D
White Raven
18th May 2003, 19:48
Originally posted by izchan
Raven, How long does it take for you to write something like that? I am very much awed by your talent now. :)
Keep it up. I love the way you tell your stories. :)
Marvaelous.
It doesn't take me too long to write stuff like that, but then again it all depends on my state of mind at the timr when I sit down and write it. I can be in such moods where it will take my five minutes to write a page, or moods where it will take me almost half an hour to write a line.
Thanks for your kind compliments, much more poetry to come.
(Knight - If I had the choice. It's not so much as a choice now, because I am with the other, if I had known... But I will not get into that again, it always makes me cry.)
How long until a fallen leaf
Has realized that it is dead;
Is it when the colour is gone
Or the curl on the tips,
Or is it the feeling
Of its dead kin all around
Their once proud hands
Now empty and crumbling...
When it finally lets go
Of that last thread of life
How long till it realizes
Does it know when it falls to the ground?
The cruelty of the coming cold
To suck all summer's memories
And spring's early birth
No, it's all seeped from the flesh
Once green and vibrant
Now brown, thin, and nothing
The park is their mass grave
Hundreds of them lie there,
Executed
Some still hold dear to their yellows and greens
Tarnished with their lost dreams of youth
For they shall never see the sun again
It is hidden from them
Amidst a thick sheet of mist and cloud
Making the sky a blinding white
To their swiftly failing eyes...
Supremacey
18th May 2003, 21:48
A Knight of Euphoria, yes I am new. I hope to write and share some more poems with your guys. This is pretty funy, keep them coming, it's all gold:D
Avion
18th May 2003, 22:58
here's another poem.
but I don't have a title for it, sorry.
trigger forts in the mist
whistling in dithering complications
master of path
a savage in the nest
hurdling in the guilt
a hole in the air
a master to compare
dwindling music in vision despair
running with salvaging shadow light of rare
nemesis folding
become the nemesis' molding
higher with content
a purpose worth caring
hesitate to bare
a life chosen to just sit and stare
heavily armored
drowning a master's hate
carnage by the gate
a hundred dead flee
a dwindling music in vision despair
a master to compare
lust must be a gift
I killed his dreams
a knife was the drift
grounded
shaded
a master to compare
further into a hold
breath
makes a state of housing
cage with in a cage
a sight was in death
giving cover
trigger forts in the mist
- Theodis
RoboBlaster
19th May 2003, 01:24
Wow! I'm glad you liked my poem. I tried to say something about friendship on one level while also being sort of wry/witty on another. Your's aren't too shabby either, Knight. Here is another titled "A Misunderstanding During a Chance Encounter."
A metal cricket once told me
“Clip tock clat tak zitipip.”
I think I misunderstood.
He wasn’t talking about solving world hunger
or even the meaning of life.
He was more concerned with the rainwater
seeping into his fizzling circuits.
(Robot crickets fear water, you see
for they rust on the inside,
if they get wet.)
RavenWolf
19th May 2003, 02:38
I have a funny one! :D ok here it is...
I am siting in a tree...
O CRAP! I sat on a bee!
I ran away
cuz i didn't wanna stay
that bee is mean
and smells like a bean
i like crap
hey that bee is in my ass!!!
*runs away screaming*
my poem is funny and stupid:igor: :D
izchan
19th May 2003, 08:33
Robo. :) ... your unique perspective is like a fresh air in the warm summer wind. Very much appreciated.
Raven, again, [How long does it take] is a beautiful poem that I really enjoyed. The sheer fact that it touches me in ways I can't fanthom is already something of a mystery to me. :) ... love every word, love every minute of it.
Mrs_Mia_Wallace. :) ... poetry is not about language, it is about the poets soul. And you have a very pretty one, considering your poem is marvaelously written. :) ... keep it coming. Knight might be on to something about it could be a little longer, but then, it would not be special then, if it was not written in your own particular way, would it? ... :)
Knight. What can I say .. the maestro of words ... no? .. :)
And last but not least, DarkGriffin. Thought I personally do not like crap .. :) ... yours one seem to stick well on me .. :) ... just write it in, I think we could enjoy the wry sense of humour you present to us all ... :)
: Choice of love
I could be me
or I could be you
It is not too hard
to be untrue
I fake my smiles
so that you would too
and at the end
so we could both sue
I thought you better
you said I knew
just lies between lovers
truths between clues
cheating heart wanders
what else is new
you bedding my best friend
was all my own fluke
So the relationship ends
with one killing the other
blood spilled over purity
consequences of no matter
as long at the end
you walk your path
and I free from you
Dark dreams from an obcessed mind ... :)
enjoy.
Jedi Gemstone
19th May 2003, 16:26
Oh wow Iz Choice of love of fantastic :)
Knight as always great poetry I agree with Iz definatly maestro of words :D
Raven wonderfull poems, your a great poet hope to see more.:)
DarkGriffin funny poem dude I likes it:up:
Robo once more a beautiful poem from you keep it up :)
Heres one or two I've wrote-
Anywhere
Here I am on the road again
No where to go just blocked paths
Holding tight I wont give up
I'll take the road to anywhere
And by the morning light I'll almost be there.
Here we are once more on a dirt path
No where to turn just mile after mile
hold on we wont give up
we'll take the road to anywhere
And by the morning light we'll be half way there.
Its not quite finished but I dont know what else to add.
Darkness
The darkness all around me
Is closing in to fast
I dont know if it will let me be
Or how long I'll have to last
Its like a story out of a book
One that isnt real
Now its finally a reality
A pain that will not heal
I'm so confused
The darkness is here
No more strugling
The pain is near.
Stood here alone
What happened to you, my hero?
I'm engulfed in darkness
Even in death I'm still zero.
not very good but still, I hope you like them.
RoboBlaster
19th May 2003, 17:37
Nice one about the leaf, White Raven. Very well done. Here is one that is similar on a level...
If I could shatter that year
the one in which you fought and lost
I would smash it until all that would be left
was a fine dust.
Yesterday, there was no celebration.
Today, the candles lie melted over
the face of the sunken cake.
Only the ants will take delight.
The weeds tangle over the roots
of the young sapling.
It will be a long death.
Fighting and losing.
Avion
19th May 2003, 20:38
Originally posted by RoboBlaster
If I could shatter that year
the one in which you fought and lost
I would smash it until all that would be left
was a fine dust.
Yesterday, there was no celebration.
Today, the candles lie melted over
the face of the sunken cake.
Only the ants will take delight.
The weeds tangle over the roots
of the young sapling.
It will be a long death.
Fighting and losing.
That's a good one RoboBlaster.
keep it up.
I have no poem to post.
my poems are in development right now.
Jedi ! those were awesome.
Izchan, thanks for the kind words. your poems are quite good as well.
Supremacey, hope to here more in the future.
White Raven, your poem touched me inside very deeply,
I really liked it. very well done.
[ I know. there is no choice now.
It's just, well, I will always be there if you need me. I know you don't need me anymore, you're taken, lol, but if you ever need me, you know where to find me. I will always be a haven to you if it is what you need.
but yes, enough of that now]
See you guys later :D
RoboBlaster
20th May 2003, 01:05
Trees grow so slow that you don’t even notice
when they finally stop reaching upwards
and rest, content, waiting for the fall.
Waiting for their offspring to take root
they pray silently. All the while
getting only fatter.
RavenWolf
20th May 2003, 03:26
I have another funny/stupid one:p
My ass, my ass
it has been biten off by a bass!:(
I'll put that bass on a dish
man I hate that stupid fish:hang::mad:
I hate that bass!
I'll bite HIS ass
I hate that bass, I hate that bass
because he bit my ass
THE END!:D
GO AWAY NOW! lol
P.S. a bass is a fish for all u ppl that don't know ur fish that well:D
White Raven
20th May 2003, 04:48
"Societarian Fallacies"
The stifling mists of decisive thought
Mar her perception of it all;
The laughing girls who seem concerned
With nought but their own
The boys who are but boys still yet
Calling themselves men;
How can they all be such a flock of sheep
How can they all be herded so?
For I have found a way to keep them
Call out wolf and they will run
Let my fingers slide forth for them
Words that are truth disguised
Lies they are not for lies they decieve
These simply do conceal
For if you can see what I have found
Then like minded soul you shall be
Despising of the classified
Analytical of the groups
Hateful of those who attempt to put you in them
Society's chains and rulebooks
Tell us which way to look
"Study here for things
You shall not use
And that you shall forget
Past deeds of men whose bones have long since
Crumbled to dust and deeds unhithered
If you were interested you might have looked
but we shall seek to torture..."
How can they all be such a flock of sheep
How can they all be herded so?
For I have found a way to keep them
Call out wolf and they will run
Common threads of courtesy they call them
Hold this spiderweb so delicate
Even something powerful as love
Cannot desway the views of the spider
Sits in the centre and calls herself Justice
Oh how miserably flawed...
For in the body of a child rests the soul of an adult
Willing to break free
And fall into the arms of her lover
True as they are to each other
One is the body and build of a man
The other still a child in Justice's eyes
Though not by much their minds are apart
Souls joined happily
Six cursed years that have passed 'twixt their births
Cause them unease
How can they all be such a flock of sheep
How can they all be herded so?
For I have found a way to keep them
Call out wolf and they will run
Why can she not be with the one she desires
When he desires her too;
Each dewdrop's melting of the morning
And each dewdrops birth of the evening
They swear their love for one another
Ah but those bitter six years...
Ah but for society's weakness
Can they not scrape the scales from their eyes
And see the two are in love?
NO they shalt damn him, and restrain her
Tear two happy souls apart
When all they sought to do
Was meet in the ecstasy of physical love
NO they cry,
"RAPE!" they jeer
The children point and sneer
Still she loves
And still he yearns
And one day they shall be together...
How can they all be such a flock of sheep
How can they all be herded so?
For I have found a way to keep them
Call out wolf and they will run...
RavenWolf
20th May 2003, 05:04
I like your poem white raven:D
i wish i could make cool poems like that:rolleyes:... instead of my freaky ones:igor: lol!
White Raven
20th May 2003, 05:19
Gotta love the contrast between a silly poem about someone's rear being bitten by a fish and then a poem called 'Societarian Fallacies.' :D
Child's Toy
He sits on the table
All covered with love
Old and he's worn
His soft brown fur is mottled in places
His stitched brown nose sparse a few threads
Still his glass eyes peer out to the world
To see it through the eyes of a bear
A chocolate silk ribbon
Making him look like a gentleman
Going well with his suit of dark brown
A cheery tune can be heard
In days gone by
No more can they be heard right here in the air
But heard within the bear's head
It still plays
Eyes still softly gazing out
Readily still offer comfort
And even though he's a child's toy
It doesn't matter to me
I pick him up like I used to
Hold him close to my chest
The reciever of all my tears and hugs
Giving back soft comfort and silence
A pair of two ears that will listen
And I know that no matter how bad the secret
My friend who sits on the bed
Will not breathe a word...
You can tell by just looking
That when you speak to him he hears
Oh a child's toy he has been
But now he is an adult's friend.
EnDurA
20th May 2003, 05:45
i been fiddling around with this idea, but bit stuck, i'll post what i have so far, i'll finish later
i just failed again
got pushed back again
gave up again
turned away again
next time will be better
next time will be fine
next time i won't let you down
next time i will try
there's only you now
were together now
no one else now
just you and me now
i won't be put down again
i won't let go again
i won't be ignored again
i won't become that again
izchan
20th May 2003, 10:15
Bravo to all that have sent in their work. And I concur when I read the bass poem then 'Societarian Fallacies' .... it gave me brain a backward flip. :)
Thank you all for the new postings, hope it keeps up.
good night people.
and god bless.
RavenWolf
20th May 2003, 14:33
Funny/stupid poem no. 3:D:D:D
I like to crap
hey! lets get a snack
i sat on some glass
o crap! There is a slice in my ass
help me now
you dumb little cow!
cause when I look at the sky...
you shall die:hang:
you are mean
mr.bean
help me now
you, dumbass cow:mad:
I HATE YOU COW!
hey, lets fart NOW!
*FART* THE END:D :igor:
RavenWolf
21st May 2003, 00:23
Why?! Why oh why?!?!?! Why have ppl stopped posting here?:(...o well:D
Might as well post here again!:p And hopefully ppl will post here again!:D
I love poo
so do you!:igor:
Lets all poo
on top of you!:D
i hate that bass
who bit my ass
and that cow
who woudln't help me now:hang:
they are all very mean:mad:
don't forget mr.bean!
I have to go
hey look there is snow:D
I guess i'll stay
for maybe a day
maybe not
cause I saw the clock!
its half past nine!
sorry...I can't dine:(
c'ya later
mr. alligator!
By:Tara:D aka DarkGriffin
P.S. if anyone does not like my poems and wants me to stop posting... please say so...bye:D
RavenWolf
21st May 2003, 00:38
Originally posted by A Knight of Euphoria
here's another poem.
but I don't have a title for it, sorry.
trigger forts in the mist
whistling in dithering complications
master of path
a savage in the nest
hurdling in the guilt
a hole in the air
a master to compare
dwindling music in vision despair
running with salvaging shadow light of rare
nemesis folding
become the nemesis' molding
higher with content
a purpose worth caring
hesitate to bare
a life chosen to just sit and stare
heavily armored
drowning a master's hate
carnage by the gate
a hundred dead flee
a dwindling music in vision despair
a master to compare
lust must be a gift
I killed his dreams
a knife was the drift
grounded
shaded
a master to compare
further into a hold
breath
makes a state of housing
cage with in a cage
a sight was in death
giving cover
trigger forts in the mist
- Theodis
Nice poem Knight:D
Your good at makin poems:D
Keep up the great work!:up:
izchan
21st May 2003, 03:20
Griffin, sometimes the thread is just slow. It is not that people are not posting, they are just reading ... :)
Anyway, ur work is a bit hard to swallow .. :) ... if I keep reading it 3 times in a row, but as I said earlier ... it gives a nice fresh outlook in things when combined with the other poems.
Maybe you could try out the other styles too. It may prove to be an educational experience.
Talk to you all later.
Avion
21st May 2003, 04:12
~ COMA ~
I cried myself to sleep last night
after wiping my nose I didn’t bother to
wipe my tears away
I let them stay on my eyelashes
to remind me of the one who has left me.
I then fell asleep into my tears.
until a dayful dream of odyssey
pledged itself onto me.
A world of propitious asperity
heavy thoughts leaving me to saunter
into a gaze
a gaze of heavy darkened days
slipping into an odyssey
I’m falling into shrouded light
I traverse into warm breezes
holding
no one to hold
I’m falling
no one sees
what I am seeing
these visions
no one can see…
…me
I awoke into this dream
a dream within a dream
casting blue hunting light into
this world’s sight
this world brought hunters of thought
onto my eyes
showing me the savagery of a glass sea
hurting my heart
filtering my heart
with crow dead eyes
my heart drowning
punctured by her fantasies of serpent trees
A gathering of wolves
ready for her severity
ready for the rapture
of broken memories
in lost vows of descending deceit
a complication of further defeat
She’s living in memories
she’s breathing travesties
my crying keeps her warm
when she sleeps inside of me
a rage unborn
a slave unthorned
a crystallized mourn
a hesitation to stay….alive
Words that were stricken with fear
but words of truth they really did leer
struck her mind down
bowing to nothing
she saw nothing
but there was something
folding thoughts cursed the air
she left not breathing in despair
I saw her leaving with the shadows of massing
she loved me first or so I was told or so I felt
never another look back was her scriptures and fur
she made love to asperity
asperity knifing my sound
asperity was holding me to the ground
She bled a voice with no sound
she left with wishful eyes of disarmament
but I only dropped to the ground dying in my own blood
of furore mysteries
as if I was gang raped in a park at night
a massacre to my sanity !
a little girls venturing of impetuous delight
countering my right
to feel another dream against another wingless animal
teething my tears with rage unmatched
laughing at me
I was easy to steer
I hated this place
It was homeless and left me in despair
I was left torn open
rivering in the blood of a mass flood
I wanted to leave
but her voice called me back
I was left helpless by her voice, her call
I came back
but when I had arrived
she left….
I healed as much as could be, to come back
and as soon as I was insight
she left….
no reason the voice gave me
I was broken again
lied to
If I was asked to come back
then why did the voice leave
and leave me to wither and die
In a coma full of lies….
a massacre to my sanity
a child was my savagery
there was no ‘why’
just die…
in my insanity I came to free
I know why she left
But then why did she call me through
I know I’m the one
I know this coma was made for me
I know I will rule all
I know I can make all her dreams come true
My insanity
why can’t I come to
why can I not bring myself to be free
I need you to say….
I need….
never mind
She fled the gates of wrath onto my stage
a pain did surge inside my ghost
my whore bed fledged with aspirations of dark wrath
a music played behind my stage
a killing in my mind
inside this coma
thistles wrapping around my eyes
piercing my emotions
making love to my sighs
Wraith I had become
a druid to which I pay homage to this coma tree
a dawn of nothing new
slaughtered by a story mad with you
if I am not to be here
then help me understand the sanity of being new
for no one has left me so consumed, misused, and obsolete
as you have
I don’t know if I will love this voice if loved back
But for ever hurt by this voice destroying
I wish to not be nor see anymore
I wish to die alone
In my dreams things are softer
I will stay unknown
I want to die unloved
The wall is down
I’m ready to be speared
I don’t want to love anyone else
No one compares
An opening in the tunnel
Memories with no faces
Falling hunters
I’m lifting the air
I’m stuck in this world
A coma of an understare
Resting my ghost
Breathing in
I know it’s unfair
But why can’t I fix this
Because there’s no one to care
If I fixed it anyways
I know why I have to bash my face into the stone
To make coma strings feel me down
I am not remembered
I am an object that is only remembered as the one who must
Be forgotten
I will never forget how she wishes me forgotten
A world of propitious asperity
heavy thoughts leaving me to saunter
into a gaze
a gaze of heavy darkened days
slipping into an odyssey
I’m falling into shrouded light
I traverse into warm breezes
holding
no one to hold
I’m falling
no one sees
what I am seeing
these visions
no one can see…
…me
I cried myself to sleep last night
after wiping my nose I didn’t bother to
wipe my tears away
I let them stay on my eyelashes
to remind me of the one who has left me.
I then fell asleep into my tears.
until a dayful dream of odyssey
pledged itself onto me.
RavenWolf
21st May 2003, 04:50
Originally posted by izchan
Griffin, sometimes the thread is just slow. It is not that people are not posting, they are just reading ... :)
Anyway, ur work is a bit hard to swallow .. :) ... if I keep reading it 3 times in a row, but as I said earlier ... it gives a nice fresh outlook in things when combined with the other poems.
Maybe you could try out the other styles too. It may prove to be an educational experience.
Talk to you all later.
I know:p I'm just being my old weird self:D I might just stick with my weird poems cause when I try to make good ones like yours and Robo's, Knights, and Raen's... there not the best... they are quite bad:igor::( but if anyone REALLY doesn't want anymore stupid/funny poems posted from me... PLEASE tell;):D
RavenWolf
21st May 2003, 04:52
Originally posted by DarkGriffin
I know:p I'm just being my old weird self:D I might just stick with my weird poems cause when I try to make good ones like yours and Robo's, Knights, and Raen's... there not the best... they are quite bad:igor::( but if anyone REALLY doesn't want anymore stupid/funny poems posted from me... PLEASE tell;):D
I meant to say Raven:D
(sorry White Raven:))
Jedi Gemstone
21st May 2003, 20:46
Knight and Raven you guys have got to be some of the best poets on this thread.
DarkGriffin continue posting your poems their fab and funny :D
Endura your poem is good and Roboblaster so are yours.
Me and Knight are gonna be working on a poem soon.
I'll post some poems later night all. ^_^ZZZZzzzzzz
izchan
22nd May 2003, 07:11
: making it change
Think of something beautiful
when you wake up in the morning
Smile a little more
when you see your friend coming
Sing a little louder
when you hear your favourite song
and you will eventually understand
that your life is not at its end
I know it is hard to pick it up
when you know life is hard
when walls are built around you
and no one gives you a thought
Yet I believe that everyone
is in the same trouble as you
for I don't seem to see the difference
between a donkey and a mule
so walk a little lighter
as if you are floating on air
and dance the waltz of freedom
for your life has just began
A poem I just wrote to a friend.
Enjoy.
[Ishan]
22nd May 2003, 07:42
Man! the knight of euphoria wrote one hell of a poem:D
Jedi Gemstone
22nd May 2003, 17:40
Heres a poem I've written, I dont think I've posted it here before I hope not.
Darkness
The darkness all around me
Is closing in to fast
I dont know if it will let me be
Or how long I'll have to last
Its like a story out of a book
One that isnt real
Now its finally a reality
A pain that will not heal
I'm so confused
The darkness is here
No more strugling
The pain is near.
Stood here alone
What happened to you, my hero?
I'm engulfed in darkness
Even in death I'm still zero.
and heres an odd one
Scared
I'm scared
you told me on the phone
You had a knife or dart
in your room all alone
it hurt me like a thousand knifes
when you told me i'd inspired you
just because i harm myself too
i cut my last cut deeper
i made it bleed
now you say your going
going where?
oh darling please dont leave
why wont you listen?
please stop what youre doing
you dont realise what you'll become
you'll become the nothingness
like the nothingness i've become.
enjoy them, (which I doubt you will).
RoboBlaster
22nd May 2003, 20:20
The possum balances her way
across the fence
Rounding the corner
she stops.
She sniffs the calm and
listens.
Nothing but the moon’s
silver light moves.
There is no danger here
so she rounds the corner.
izchan
23rd May 2003, 02:11
Jedi dear, :) ... I enjoy them, even though it is getting me a bit depress too .. :) ... but nothing that will make me into nothingness .. :)
Robo ... :) ... cute poem.
And finally congratulate yourself people, our Poetic thread has made another new benchmark of 23 PAGE ... :) ... hooray ... :)
: Retirement
I spy a different someone
peeking back at me
I smell a strange scent
surrounding my very creed
what is this change
so small that I never noticed
who is this person I see
in the mirror every morning
the grey hairs along the sideline
the cracks above each cheek
the weary colour within these eyes
tells the tales of age
where has all my life gone
what is left to be
so much more not done
time now growing weeds
so tired now, I must rest
and rest is peace to me
once I close my eyes
I will forever sleep
enjoy people.
Avion
23rd May 2003, 02:15
Izchan, great poem. well done.
yeah, hoooraaayyy on our 23rd page.
I'll get naked and will have some fu...ah? nevermind, I'll go away now.
J/k
hope to read more poems in the future.
love ya guys.
I don't have any poems for guys right now. but like jedi said. I'm working on a poem with Jedia. so watch out for that soon in the days too come. bye
EnDurA
23rd May 2003, 11:52
i just saw matrix reloaded, so my head's full of strange philosophy, some weird shit in that 1
izchan
26th May 2003, 09:12
the matrix reload is the preperation for the ultimate truth, that is why the whole movie is so densed with philosophy.
My guess is that the matrix is inside a different matrix. In order to control the human souls. Humans are easy to manipulate when they are given an illusion of choice. When they think they are the one that came up with a decision, they feel more comfortable than following other peoples lead.
But that is only my own view of the subject matter.
Hope to see more poems coming in.
good night.
White Raven
27th May 2003, 01:19
"Dancing"
I'll be waiting for you
Even if I cannot see you
All I have to do
Is look up to the sun above me
You'll still believe in love, won't you
Even as I look at the world in your eyes
Will we remember all the time that
Had gone by
Or will we forget all that?
Perhaps we won't need to wait at all
Perhaps I'll look to the sky
And hold your hand
And the world will be a better place...
Maybe we'll go dancing, what do you think
The slow motions of the world won't matter
We'll have the music of the violin
And as you'll hold my hand
It will all disappear except for us
I'd lean my head against you
Hold our hands to the sky
And laugh with the joy
That I thought wasn't for me.
EnDurA
27th May 2003, 08:14
izchan, matrix reloaded thread, all explained
got friging 4 pieces of assessment due this week, like hell i have time for poems, i don't even have time for drums, grrr :mad: assessment sux
RoboBlaster
31st May 2003, 17:11
Please forward this message to the dead:
You are not so lucky.
Some say they envy you but the only thing they desire
is love, ink, and starling feather.
When I first saw one of you
Caged in the box of pine
I knew who you were.
I was there each time you filled yourself
with that cruel fog
and now you are dead and some envy you.
But they don’t know you like I know you.
And that makes cringe.
What If?
What if I could write anything I wanted to?
I’d make it seem like it was always new
It would cheer everyone up
And no one would ever be blue
What if I fly away with no fear?
I’d be the first person to get a FUI on beer
It would be just so much fun
And I’d be so close to the stars, so near
What if I could rewind time?
I’d stop and pick up every dime
It would make me super rich
And I wouldn’t have to be written this rhyme
What if I could make everything right?
I’d stop endless war coverage at 6 o’clock at night
It would be only right and left
And when it came to each other, we’d all be polite
What if God was one of us?
Do you think she would walk or take the bus?
Would she play in her own game?
And if you had the chance what would you discuss?
What if I had all the answers to all the questions?
I’d tell all even if you still had objections
It really wouldn’t matter what you said
Any thing else to say, good, cause I don’t take suggestions!
By: Lyle Wilson
oNaMiSsIo
2nd June 2003, 20:00
You prick with pinpoint perfection
Selcting your sharpest needles with care
Nip and Tuck, Fold and Ruffle,
Shaping my hesitant cloth to your will.
In and out, your fingers dart deftly, quickly
Constantly altering your perfect tapestry.
hes such a good boy
theres some heavy symbolism.... not too hard to understand though....
Jedi Gemstone
2nd June 2003, 20:12
oNaMiSsIo very good resemblence there.
Duh an excellent poem.
Roboblast you have a very intresting composition when writing poems, your a good poet.
White Raven as always a fab poe, I'm always a fan of your work.
Iz great poem I loves it.
Heres one or two poems I wrote and pieced together in my mind.
I weird poem i pieced together about hurt and stuff.
Broken
now i lie among the broken stones
wishing youd come back
wanting to die
like a new horizon in my life
that never dawned
i want to feel cared for again.
as my life drifts slowly by
i strongly want my life to end
something inside keeps me going
continuin in this world of pain
why wont happiness enter
like that happiness u used to bring.
hollow bones lie scatterred around
my body lies broken un-found
my spirit sits and weeps
dreaming of meetin u once again
hopin u'd left that knife
not recked my body with strife.
even though you stopped my life
i still love you
like a yearning desire to see you
its stupid i know
no matter how much pain you put me through
i still stayed i really did love you.
I wrote this one because I think its unfair of how gay and lebians are treated by some people.
Somewhere
Why wont they leave us?
lets runaway, runaway
Can we go somewhere where no-one cares?
somewhere where its not wrong?
somewhere where no-one knows our name?
where we wont have to keep it low profile in shame.
why cant we run?
lets live a lie, live a lie
Can we act as if its not true?
act like we're not gay?
act like nothings happened?
I couldnt live like that not even one day.
why cant we live in peace?
lets be happy, be happy
cant they understand us?
we havent done anything wrong?
the only thing that matters
is our love for each other.
and another one I just finished
Dead
I see you cry
As my spirit floats by
If only I could turn back time
If only I could be me
I'm dead to the world now
Dead to me
Dead to you
If only I could be real
Hold you once more in my arms
To kiss those tender lips of yours
I'd give anything.
I see you stand by my grave
Flowers dropping in your hand
The rain thunders down
Lightning whips the sky
Thats why the sky crys these harsh hail tears
Death is painfull
Watching loved one goes
I wish I could be real
Be with you once more
Hold your body close to mine
If only I could turn back time.
I try to reach out to you
I forgot I was dead
My hand went right through you
Youve become a pale mist in my hands
I'm a lifeless being
No longer a being but a missing life
A missing soul
I wish my bones would be wrapped among my skin
I wish I was a living thing
If only god would hear these prayers
If only they would be answered.
I ought to cover more topics other than death and pain. I ust find it easier to write about pain and death though I dont know why.
I hope you like them.
oNaMiSsIo
3rd June 2003, 02:22
i know this isnt a poem, but after that very long (and very very good) poem i think it should be ok. without much further ado, a short story...
The Last
i am the last. the only; there is no other. when i tell people this, they refuse to believe.
i understand, though. who would belive?
they all believe that they are just like me, that i am just like them.
but they do not see. oh, they do not see!
no one remembers when They came. no one remembers when
They inserted the chips into everyone's heads. you have one too, you know?
yeah, no one knows it, but everyone has one. its Them. They want us
to be under control. They want us right where They have us, and They
have us just where They want us. circular thought, circular motions. They don't like circles.
circles confuse Them because circles aren't logical.
the chips are all part of a larger plan. someday, They will come down to earth and enslave us all.
but They need the chips to control us first. we are controlled by the chips; the chips control us.
They don't know about me, and i like it that way.
that way i can still think clearly, without, you know, a chip in my head.
if They ever found me They would put a chip in my head too. then, humanity would be doomed.
i know, i'm an unlikely savior, but it looks like i'm all the world has right now.
i have to keep Them from finding out about me, at least until i develop a plan to fight Them.
the chip in your head will tell Them about me, and i can't have that.
i know i shouldn't have told you all of this, but i need companionship so badly sometimes. please forgive me.
i'm really sorry, but i'm going to have to kill you.
... maybe when i get out of school ill be able to write more...
White Raven
3rd June 2003, 03:07
"Broomstick"
Just let me fly over the mountains
Into the falling sun
It doesn't have an arrow through it's heart
So why should I?
Oh but the tops of the clouds beckon me
Calling me to soar above them
With what do I have to fly...
I guess it just doesn't matter
Up I can go, if I believe it so
Don't you find it odd
How none of my words rhyme
and all the thoughts of the wind
are held in one all the same...
Echoes of guitar strings
As I stand on that street and look up
The clouds still call me, and I must go meet them
Will you cheer for me, or will you cry
What will you do?
Are you happy for me, or not?
However you feel, I hope you wish me luck
Though I won't tell you to wish it
Because it doesn't count then.
izchan
3rd June 2003, 04:15
Hope you guys enjoy this.
: Lone walker
I have forgotten
what it feels like
to breath in morning air
to walk a less used path
to not bother with misery
to cry without holding back
I have lost
the power to understand
the tears of a lover
the pain of a mother
the compasion of a friend
I am no more
the man that I was
nor the man I could be
I am but a fool on a journey
to wish for the impossible
trying to find meaning in life
for at the very end
we are but stardust
recycled again into the universe
DragonSon
3rd June 2003, 05:31
I hope you guys like this one:
Life
What is life?
Life is a school bully
Always messing with your head
Always seem to be there
Until your dead.
What is happiness?
Happiness is fleeting
Happiness is a ghost
Never seems to be there
When you need it the most.
What is Fear?
Fear is a monster
Lurking in the dark
Never knowing its there
Until it rips you apart.
What is sadness?
Sadness is something
That I know too much of
Sadness is something I have expierenced more than love.
What is love?
Love is a sport
Of which I am not familiar
Yes, it comes to be apparent,
That love is a killer.
What is hate?
Hate is something I know
Hate is something I have become to be
Because of this hate,
No one has really become close to me
izchan
3rd June 2003, 06:21
Welcome dragonSon. Keep it coming.
DragonSon
3rd June 2003, 06:29
Thanks, as soon as I get some more of my poetry put into my computer, I will post some more. :)
Jedi Gemstone
3rd June 2003, 17:50
DragonSon that is an excellent poem I loves it :D
Me welcomes you here:D
I found this poem I wrote over half term on the coach coming back from london hope you like it.
Midnight Girl
The midnight gril walks alone
Her eyes pierce the midnight sky
Her perfume essences the darkened air
Her hair flows among the stars
Her clothes glide like the sky itself
Her voice ghostly and hollow
As she calls the name of he lost love
its heard throught the town
Yet no-one hears her
No-one replys to her
Lost in a timeless zone
She wanders alone
Unaccompanied
Who would dare help her
This creature of night
Emotionally wounded
The midnight girl still haunts
Still searching fo her long lost love
Who could help this restless ghost?
Who knew of her exsistance?
Yet who would be out at midnight?
Just the midnight girl
Walking alone.
Heres one I dont think I've posted before.
I Don't Want It To Stay
Why can't I remember
The memorys from my past
Its like a distant dream
That I wished I'd never had
It feels as though I'm letting go
Wont somebody tell me why?
Out of everything I though
Nothing is like this
Its like everything I hate inside
Is alive tormenting me
I dont want it so stay.
I'm so damn frustrated
of being what you want me too
Why can't I just be me?
Its like the old me is a fly
One you want to kill
It looks as though you hate me
What did I do what was so bad?
This pain builds up like a barrier wall
A wall I want so badly to fall
I dont want it to stay.
I haven't quite finished the one above just yet I dont know how to continue it, I'd be greatfull for any ideas anyone would have.
Have a nice evening guys.
izchan
4th June 2003, 04:13
someone is messing with my phyc ... :)
: Kaleidoskop
More than meets the eye
is the cruelty hidden behind
actions from people who are kind
good intentions kills
as good as any knife
when not knowing its consequence
Some just say its pessimistic
expecting all to fail
when the possibility of it happening
is near to null if ever at all
but my view stands as it is
for my job is to prepare
when kingdoms comes to its end
i must be the first to see it
and the last to fall
Just like all mortals
living through this game
breathing in false security
and seeing illusions of light
I no longer ask myself now
what is wrong from right
for life is but a looking glass
reflecting our own mind
enjoy.
One-Man Militia
Wondering the globe looking for God
Just by myself, not with a squad
When I ask about her I just get a nod
And all this hate for her seems so odd
Why can’t we all just get along?
Hate is evil, the only right wrong
What we need is another Mao Zedong
And one more protest song
We all know war won’t go away
I’m suffering from my own disarray
Children of the world unite and play
Well maybe someday...
Surely something has to be done
Because we all know North Korea won
Pistol-whipped with a machine gun
Light my bowl with that napalm and let’s have some fun
I see no light because I’m hell bound
I’m always lost and never found
Go ahead and fire another round
Maybe someday peace will be renowned
Not a soldier and not a civilian
I’ll be bustin’ rhymes tell I’m a million
Up on stage or down in a pavilion
Because right now my eyes are vermilion
By: Lyle Wilson
Magic_Midget
4th June 2003, 17:47
Probably the most grim and morbid poem..so far....in the last 4 months.
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Chorus of the Dead by Lee
The hallway was lined with the screams,
Like a train wailing its shrilled notes,
Passing by you each and every day.
The people speak in forked tongues,
Only to be ended with a muzzled blast
Sparked by crying and endless laughter.
The corridors that lined our forsaken church,
Walls caked in blood and the floor littered
With people's clothes.
The offbeat wailing of cries and fearful screams
Echoing off the walls of this here sanctuary,
The place that kept us safe, then destroyed our faith....
Orgone_Man
5th June 2003, 02:26
I haven't been able to think of anything poetic since I quit smoking weed. :(
Hopefully it will come back with time. :)
Sah'Rah!
5th June 2003, 05:08
ok. i wrote this poem a really long time ago and it's crap but what the hell?
Yesterday I thought of you
And my heart shed a tear
Memories all but forgotton
Always seemed so dear
I wish we could have stopped the time
No room for things to change
I liked them just the way they were
Now your absence seems so strange
But really things have not been lost
You're always on my mind
And i know some day we will meet again
In a dream of another time
izchan
5th June 2003, 06:44
hello Sah'Rah!
:) ... welcomed to the thread.
not trying to repeat myself, but as usual, there is no such thing as bad poems, it is just another point of view.
post more. we love new blood.
EnDurA
5th June 2003, 07:35
yeah! great poem arcane, need more!!! :D :up:
EnDurA
5th June 2003, 07:38
btw, congrats of major-ship izchan
DragonSon
5th June 2003, 07:44
Here's another one, it may be a little....ummm....dark....but, here it is:
Pain
Life;
Never lived it.
People;
Not worth a shit.
Caring;
What's the use
When all I get in return
Is pain and abuse.
Future;
Don't know where I'm going.
Past;
Don't know where I've been.
Wandering;
Blind, don't know what I've seen.
izchan
5th June 2003, 11:22
Thanks endura, i did not even notice it ... :)
DragonSon, that is a good poem, i can feel it deeply when i read it. good work.
some more please ... :)
enjoy.
Magic_Midget
5th June 2003, 14:06
Ever wonder that we need a another Living Poets Society competition again?
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What? WHy? When? by Lee
What have I done to deserve this pain?
To make my whole life live its own lie,
A delusional injustice that love has gain,
But leaving me worthless to die.
Why have I transcended your presence with mine?
Only to be turned away by your vulgar words
Endulging yourself in riches, drinking my blood like wine,
And wearing the skin that I hide.
When did this mind numbing agony begin?
And where does this shit end,
After all you've done to wither me today,
I beg the angels from above to take me away.
But this all nothing but a war inside my head,
The anger that fuels the Dante Inferno,
And when night falls and the stars come out,
No one will never my scream or shouts.
papadoc
5th June 2003, 17:37
Hello izchan!
Here's one from my reality check archives
I don't usually share much of this,
but here it is:
This is me
I think
I'm not sure
I'm looking down
I can fly
But why am I confined
to this corner of the room
above the floor
near the ceiling
Why can't they see me
Is that me
down there on the table
yes it's me
I think
What are they doing
They're hitting me
Beep...Beep...Beep
I hear
They stopped
Why can't they see me
up here
They move away
It is me
lying on the table
They leave
Where did I go
What happened
I get up
I walk out
I don't feel so good
I'll never do that again
Right
Where is my fix
Moma cried
izchan
6th June 2003, 04:03
hey papadoc ... the ever vigilant one ... :) ... I love your poem.
It is sentimental and direct. Hope you share more ... we appreciate it alot.
arcane .. :) .. the competition is good, hope someone does start another one, so that we could attract more people into writing poems.
Magic_Midget
6th June 2003, 15:17
well..ur the king of this thread...u do it!!
White Raven
7th June 2003, 01:03
After all I tried to do for you
I gave you my soul
My heart, and everything else
If you wanted it, you could have it...
But who are you?
I don't recognize you anymore...
You're not who you said...
You lied to me and dropped my heart
Like you swore you never would
You told me you hailed me above all else
And that only I could save you
And so I allowed myself to revolve around you
And all I asked in return was love and the truth
Just Love and the Truth
And that was what you swore you'd give to me
You promised me
You told me that if you ever hurt me...
'Well' you said
'That just won't happen' you said
And followed by those words was a seal of love
Just Love and the Truth was all I asked
But Truth is dead
it is the zebra that the lion has by the neck
Twitching and convulsing in it's final throes
You told me you'd love me forever
And hold me close, right to you
That was all I ever wanted
Just your love, and the truth, too...
But now I have been forced to see beyond the glass
Into you
Why am I still in love with the lie
Why do I still love you
Truth it is the zebra
But Love, it is the lion
Love is still alive and well
And I will still love you forever
Even what you did to me
My heart made a promise and so did my head
I still love you
Although I do not love you
I love the lie that is my fallen angel
When I found out about your deceit
Your non existence...
My face was drained of all colour
And at first I laughed, this wasn't true
but yes... it is...
Very, too true
Maybe I did get the truth after all
But definitely not your love...
Although I have loved in abscence before
Loved without return before,
So I can do it again, and I will
Even though you are not the lie that I love
I still love the lie
And down in the veldt of my mind
The Truth brays it's last to the sky
The rough grass scratches it's wounded leg as it pedals
In a convulsive run
And then it's all still.
I still love the lie.
Jedi Gemstone
9th June 2003, 18:02
White Raven beautiful poem.
Papadoc intresting poem.
Arcane as always a good poem.
Dragonson very bold strong poem.
Sah'Rah! nice poem, welcome to the thread.
Duh good poem.
Izchan me likes it.
I will post some poems later once I've wrote them.
Me and Knightfairy have finihsed our poem he wants to post it and should do very soon. Night guys
Avion
9th June 2003, 18:35
Hey everyone. how are you guys?
well, me and Jedi Gemstone have finished the poem we were working on. it's a big one!. The name of the poem is 'Threnody'
The word Threnody means:
- "Threnody: A poem or song of mourning or lamentation"
hope you enjoy the poem.
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~ Threnody ~
:Theodis:
withering flowers atop
a white stone stairs
merged into the ground and
spurring out word to meet the sun
in a forest pasture opening
as I stare from the ground to the white stone stairs
I see a fountain to my left
a crystal sun fused water
slushing into the air
a maze of ever growing care
was the water's music slumber
no lonesome
not occupied by others
just there
I sat down onto the grassy ground
I curled up and laid onto my side
I was tired
shy in truth dawning mind
I must decide on a path unseen
do I walk up to a withering flower?
or breed into water, thoughtless and free
I could not speak
holding the ground
holding me
I am not found
:Aimee:
The ground still grasps me longinly
Like you once did
My soul lost in a blackness
One it can't escape
Do I fish it out along with darkness?
Or leave it with the past?
My heart is nothing
how could you rip it apart this way?
So many questions I want to ask you
like why I am not found in your heart?
You would be found in mine at least a dozen times
Lieing on the ground
Those questions race through my head
The answers like me un-found
The crystal clear fountain swiftly trickles away
A white withered flower,
Falls from aloft the white stoned stairs
It flutters softly and lands by me
It reminds me of you
Once the flower was soft and fair like you once used to be
Now its all withered and emotionless like you towards me
:Theodis :
underneath the elapsing breath of quietus
like exodus orchids separating blood hurt hearts of unwritten past
forest leaves engulfed her stares covering her hair
with filtering men who desire to pass
upon such a frail creature of beauteous mass
she fell victim to the hounds of forthcoming darkness
shadows playing with blindness
raped in the backgrounds
pass thoughts of you, I still do
where do I stand? thoughtless me broken on to you
thoughts that heal but only few as perfect as you
do I dare whish to be
left in your broken hands of me
stuck in a world of venomous spew
a dream of torturous blood that molded itself to the inner workings
of a frosted castle of morbid dark drinkings of shadowed death
murderous was my ghost
alone was I
a heart full of shadows
casting and sufficating
the hearts of those who whish to pass by
leaving myself to be alone
a story a wish to hear
of human error
a place I was born to bare
I can not find anyone who was born to care
if I were to die or to live
a memory…
where?
:Aimee:
upon where all my memorys lie
my feelings for you hide
like a fallen conker among the leaves
withered and autumnless
like those flowers among the stair
where art thou now?
another ripple in the fountain?
another fallen soul?
if only my life could of been foretold
i would know to avoid you
the depth of your soul once shined bright
then it gave it to darkness' murderous plight
my life is at an alternate end
my soul and feelings begin to bend
death has shown its repulsive, unsightly face
Its come to grieve me once more
the crystal clear fountain erupts into black
the white stair fades out
the flowers scatter around
my life is un-found
: Theodis :
with dark eye-lashes of fewer stares then the new
a deadly compassion of hollow Dark risen love
keeping it inside
a running away was the love that bestrides
a child in the sea
a drowning father was me
a crown on my head
to keep the king on the ground
murderous instead
a deviled spear was on her lips
love making was shadowed for the eclipse
demons strapped for the mist
a child of dawn
a music of silver
washing away this bliss of a hesitant kiss
upon Darkness and all of it's measurings
of fueling courtships
and prevalent severings
as always it to be for told to me
I remain choice-less
the world leaves me by as I stay alone and forget to say good-bye
the fountain will never stop
the stairs will never stop holding the flowers
I though
am cursed to show
that a worldless world is what keeps me alive
lost in Limbo
a darkness
a light
a child's delight
they all leave me to die
they all save me to lie
the breaking and the shifting
a death for the making
shadows of pure lore
casting the hands
of seductive pain
more for the rain
that falls onto my face
a face dreamless and stuck in place
a worshiped monument of wretched taste
cornered by the waste of shadowed love...
:Aimee:
the light breaks up into shards of dark
as this shadowed love delves into my heart
my body tenses
my dreams fall apart
of all this love i gave to you
all you gave me was a cascade of pain
a light mist rises of the ground
a darkness gathers all around
i grasp for air and you appear
my life, my love
why did you leave my side?
you grimace and stare from above
showin your place to be higher than mine
i'm nothing to you
lower than the dirt in your thoughtless mind
your shadow surronds me
your features distort in the light
i close my eyes and remember my past
it all drifts in my mind like a dream i once had
the same question shivers in my mind
did it all happen or was it a dream?
wotever it was, nothing was as it seemed
your shadow fades
but the darkness remains.
the ground still grasps me
my soul still black
my memorys......they retreat
into my mind
vivid like a new slash of pain
a pain which you bought upon me
no matter how much you hated me
i still surpassingly desire you
i still love you
your love to me
its like a leaf once its dropped over a waterfall
its never comes back......
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: Glossery :
Quietus: 1 Death or a cause of death, regarded as a release from life
2 Something calming or soothing
Exodus: 1. departure of a large number of people. 2. The departure of the Israelites from Egypt.
- "...like exodus orchids..." meanse, like seperating orchids.
plight: A situation, especially a bad or unfortunate one.
grimace: A sharp contortion of the face expressive of pain, contempt, or disgust.
hope you liked the poem. :D :D :D
EnDurA
10th June 2003, 08:21
glad you cleared those words up, i was a bit confused :confused:
i like it when you do poems like that, with 2 people. great work
Magic_Midget
10th June 2003, 19:55
Forget the Past by Lee
As I sat in my bed facing the pastel covered wall,
An image blurred into it's facade,
A sad lonely figure, condescendingly bowed towards the floor,
But I still stare in wonder before I go to bed.
When I'm sitting here talking to the people on the web,
It's neutral expression reflects on my screen,
I can feel its a female...
By heart whispering and the offbeat screams.
As I'm outside hanging out with my friends,
Her face looms over my girlfriend,
Neutral gloom spreads upon her beautiful face,
But as always, I turn away from her again.
Wandering soul following my every step,
It's body passing in and out of mine each time.
Must I forget the past and continue with my present?
Or continue the future we could've had that I resent?
Those questions I ask of you, speak within now,
For I cannot bear to witness the same old
Face
Sound
Feeling,
Walking with me for all eternity?
It's been over a month now,
Since I've said those words in space,
I'm sure you found that new home and place,
Cause I'll never see that gloom face.
izchan
11th June 2003, 07:51
Knight and Jedi. :) ... WOW!! ... that is beautiful.
Major appreciation to you two for sharing that wonderfull piece with us all. For somereason, after reading it, I keep seeing this picture of a waterfall coming from the sky and landing on a mountain top. With some angels in the backgroud. :) ...
White Raven, i feel for the poem. I too am still in love with a lie ... :) ... yet, even then, i would rather die and not see her again. :) ...
Lee, :) ... u see, i am actually very bad at this forum thing, :) .. i only know how to post. Do not know how to perform the voting statistic thing. :) .. if you would be kind enough to show me how, I will very much love to hold the competition. :) thanks.
Again. hope to see more of your talents here, as I would post sometihng new later. For now, on with work.
enjoy.
DragonSon
12th June 2003, 06:11
Fantasy
The Golden Globe sets on the sea,
As we walk hand in hand;
Hoping that it will never end,
A memory for all eternity.
I've waited for a love like this
My life-long fantasy.
Is there a chance that it does exist?
Could it be reality?
What are the chances that it's her?
It feels right in my heart.
Nothing else matters when we're together.
Never happy when we're apart.
My love for her grows very strong.
Maybe it is meant to be
If it is a dream I'll happily go along
For I'm living my fantasy.
ShyShy
12th June 2003, 06:18
damn... Dragon that was awesome....
DragonSon
12th June 2003, 06:21
Thank ya baby....I appreciate it.
DragonSon
13th June 2003, 05:44
Well here's another one...
Roads
I wander these roads;
Traversing years in my mind.
Images begin to overload;
Leaving happiness behind.
Pain and pleasure begin to blur;
Thoughts gain a faster pace,
Sanity sometimes enters
Insanity's hiding place.
Hope you guys like it.
DragonSon
13th June 2003, 05:52
And another...Sorry if I seem like a post pumper...but I'm in the poetry mood tonite.
Freak of Nature
If you don't see me, how can I still be here?
If you can't hear me, why am I still screaming there?
If you don't care, why are you here?
To you I'm a freak;
A freak of nature
Going against the "norm":
I'm my own person
I don't do the same
Things everyone else does
That's why they judge me
Make a fool out of me
But I don't care;
For I know I'll have my freedom,
And they will all be enslaved;
Enslaved by the norm.
DragonSon
13th June 2003, 16:39
Well since I'm the only one who seems to be posting...I guess I'll put another poem in here:
Need
I need you to help me
With the pain and anger inside.
I need you to find me
When I feel ashamed and hide.
I need you to support me
When I fall apart.
I need you to be there
When I attempt at a fresh start.
I need you to talk to me
When I feel I'm alone.
I need you to guide me
When I am far from home.
I need you to stop me
When I attempt things drastic.
I need you to help clear my mind
Of the snow and static.
I need your caring
When I become sad
I need you in my life
When things become bad.
Jedi Gemstone
13th June 2003, 18:09
DragonSon beautiful poems.
I will post a poem when i come up with one, I'm low on ideas at the moment. I need to find something inspiring night guys.
DragonSon
14th June 2003, 01:59
Thank you Jedi Gemstone......at least SOMEONE spoke out besides ShyShy....:)
DragonSon
14th June 2003, 03:19
Here's another one...kind of long though...
Lost
In my mind
I look for answers
I try to find
Something that matters
Anything would be worthwile
Something I can hold on to
I would walk any mile
Anything would do
But I am lost
Aimlessly wandering
My past a ghost
Forever pondering
The choices I have made
The constant pain
The times I've been played
Falling like rain
Inside I am broken
The shell of a man remains
The memories are a token
To a world of future pains
But within that world shines a light
Through the darkness of a thousand tears
I walk through the endless night
Depsite my encroaching fears
Afraid of being known
To open up to someone
Through these thoughts the darkness has grown
And the light is gone
I try not to think
Hoping the light will reappear
But I stumble to the brink
Cushioned by that fear
In my mind I rely on that fear
So I don't have to talk
To anyone who might draw near
My endless walk
But I need someone to talk to
I just don't know what to say
My pride attempts to pull me through
The endless torment of the day
I look for a home
Anything that could protect me
Yet I am alone
How could this be?
Again I'm overwhelmed by fear
Again I search for the light
Again I am forced to tear
Again I am lost in the night
When will this stop?
Will I find the light?
I am forced to drop
I fall to my knees, this is a hopeless plight
I am forced to ask
From where does the light come?
And am I up to the task?
Or will I stumble, finding no one?
Still I forge on
Into that endless night
The light appears gone,
Still I fight
I walk an endless road
Thoughts pouring through my mind
My shoulders carry a heavy load
The darkness envelopes me, again, I am blind.
Why do I still walk?
The light does not appear to me
The darkness behind does stalk
Yet the hope is still there;why won't they let me be?
In the distance, the light appears
A shimmer of happiness
Again, it disappears
A shattered lonliness
I wander again, lost
My soul begins to fade
A large cost
That I have paid
Sometimes it seems too much
I want to forfeit, to fall
I've used fear as a crutch
I've wanted to give into it all.
But something pushes me
To follow that path
The light is what I need to see
Despite the aftermath
Will I ever find the light?
I shall have to wait and see
For if I fall into that night,
I shall be tormented with reality.
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I told you it was long....
Avion
14th June 2003, 04:21
hey DragonSon. Your poetry is very good. I can't wait to read more.
if you wann read mine and some of the best poetry made by everyone who posts here, then click on "page 22" and read the poetry there. that's where some truly awesome poetry is. page 23 is also pretty good. Well all the poetry here is awesome. but go to those pages, if you wanna be hit hard and fast with amazing talent by everyone who posts here.
DragonSon
14th June 2003, 04:37
Thank you knight....you're poetry is great as well...here's another one for you....
Bleeding My Soul
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My soul bleeds
It does not clot
My feelings and pain
Helps it they do not
My soul bleeds
Wrenched my spirit
People trying to help me
But I can't hear it
My soul bleeds
Painful memories cut in deeper
Opening the wounds farther
My fall from grace becomes steeper
My soul Dies
The battle lost
Nobody shall know
At all cost
Magic_Midget
14th June 2003, 15:31
I could do it if I remembered how..I think Athene and Nemessis were the main contributors to it. But if I will conduct the statistics logging and shit like that over the weekend....
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Flatline by Lee
Black velvet, like the midnight sky,
A speck of light in the middle,
Twinkling, yet so far away,
It grows closer each step I take,
Running full steam at it,
The sound of it is leaving me,
...the same tone resonating in my head...
And the realization that I'm dead....
DragonSon
15th June 2003, 05:30
Here's another.....
Angel
Sitting in my own little world,
wandering aimlessly around.
You came down as if from heaven,
and picked me up from the ground.
You dusted my dirty and tattered soul,
and made it like new.
You aroused my long dorment senses,
and made my once gray skies blue.
For you are my angel,
the only woman I love.
You are my reason for being,
my beautiful dove.
What was once broken,
is now mended.
For you picked up my shattered heart,
and now,
now life is splendid.
I made this poem for my fiance, who is my world..
Magic_Midget
15th June 2003, 06:07
DragonSon your poems are excellent as are most others who post in here. You should try to enter them into a competition and get recognized and get them published.
www.npac.org
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Pure White As Snow by Lee
Imprisoned, an orphan whose mother did not care,
But her spirit remained pure white as snow,
Having no one to tell stories to her or share,
But her spirit remained pure white as snow.
Being grown up as a lonely girl,
But her spirit remained pure white as snow,
At the age of 18, entering a cruel world,
But her spirit remained pure white as snow.
All changed when she met the perfect man,
And his spirit was pure white as snow,
They got married hand in hand,
Two spirits together, pure white as snow.
As years gone by, the man grew tired of her,
His spirit no longer pure white as snow,
Sinful deeds made him belittle and kill her,
But her spirit remained pure white as snow.
Wondering how she survived as a little girl,
As her spirit remained pure white as snow,
She left him, and everyone else, in this cruel world,
As a spirit forever remaining pure white as snow.
Avion
15th June 2003, 06:39
Arcane, awesome poems, keep it up.
DragonSon, well done.
here's a poem I just did...
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.Gnome.
a wooden house a lays
among the room was the room
a cup with a stirring ritual of flirting
nimbus lining of crusted hues
inter playing the shapes of blues
another shadow working
a sad quiet house
a mad wooden heart was lurking
a child with matches
fire to the fingers
eyes of older darker fews
a falling of latches
crest on the shelf
mumbling on thy self
mad little boy
twitching, curving
mad little toy
stitching, folding
a quiet paus
a dead eye
a tilted head
a quiet room with one candle dancing
a smell of old winter wood burning in the fire place, healing a cold whisper
that had missed her
the boy kept the wall musing, running
a mouth of his, dry, blowing on his fingers
where's the fire?
scratching, oh the colors
it was working
his bed kept him still
the candles kept the shadows dancing with hunting lancers
whispering snow breezes
huged the cabin
a boy, alone, dreamless, a froze
among coma spider they arose
boy was crying
boy was flying
boy was fighting
mad little boy
twitching, curving
mad little toy
stitching, folding
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White Raven
16th June 2003, 04:50
"For what hath thee in thine arms?"
Perhaps it was only a knife...
For all that is beginning to rise
From down amidst the ashes...
For like a phoenix, rising above
From the desolate ashes of desertion
A millenia of a tortured soul
Reborn but for the love of another
Another like minded soul
To rise above
And look down with new eyes
Eyes unclouded by hate
Golden irises
Pinions of flame
"For what hath thee in thine arms?"
Could it be, perhaps, if not a knife
If not a knife to sever and cut me
Like so many others before
Could it be...
A feather of flame that soothes the flesh
Eyes so softly gazing
A cry of joy unto the setting sun
Flaring wings and rising flames
Flames of redemption and rebirth...
Okay okay, Shitty Poem Alert... But whatever, I want to write a poem, but I'm fucking tired, so sue me... More in a little while...
ShyShy
16th June 2003, 04:53
Raven, at least you posted one... i haven't gotten beyond the first three lines on the one i'm working on.
Jedi Gemstone
16th June 2003, 17:06
Wow....
White Raven intresting poem, I dont totally get it but then again I dont get many things :D
Arcane as always lovely pieces of work.
Knight Fairy intresting poem, I dont get it much either.
DragonSon you have a wonderufl imagination and a way of putting things, oyur poems are of a high standard I second arcane and think you should enter a competition.
I'm all out of ideas for poems so have a nice night guys.
Jedi Gemstone
16th June 2003, 19:44
I HAVE A POEM!!!!! I only just came up with this, songs inspire me alot, a song just did.
A Lie
Heart break
Another failed romance
Our lives drown on
Lost in a swirling fountain
Shoved this way and that
Our hearts unsure of which way to turn
The snap decision brings heart brake
I fell in love with the wrong guy
My broken heart splinters across the floor
Why was I in love with you....a lie
Hiding from the truth in the dark
My heart still ponders
who are you?
Who were you?
Shards of a broken love glisten
All I could ever do was dream on
I knew it was to good to be true
Why couldnt I see through you?
You acted like someone
Deep down you knew wasnt true
I fell in love with a lie
I fell in love with you.
its a bit shit but oh wells.
RoboBlaster
16th June 2003, 21:16
The Giant Squid in an interesting creature.
Supposedly, it is one of the largest animals in the sea.
However, according to scientists
we aren't really sure if they exist.
One time
I thought I found a quarter.
It was only a nickel.
Oh, I hope to never meet a Giant Squid.
I bet they are really slimy.
And unfriendly.
rabidgoht
16th June 2003, 23:00
ahem... Here i sit all broken hearted tryed..... just joking.....:eek:
Jedi Gemstone
17th June 2003, 14:16
Originally posted by rabidgoht
ahem... Here i sit all broken hearted tryed..... just joking.....:eek:
What the hell are you on??? lol weird
Robo lovely poem dear.
Heres a really weird song thingy I just wrote I got bored-
Alone
I sit here alone
Your never around when I need you
Your only here to knock me down
Leaving me heartless on the ground
am I just someone you use?
Only when you need me, not when I need you
As soon as I cry your name in vein
You flee away like a rain dropping from a leaf
Why do I hang here waiting for you?
Why cant I just let go??
Your like a rotting massacre mess
I'm the fly that still lingers
Why arent you ever there?
You never seem to care
I'm so scared
I'm here alone with no one
Just my problems for company
My heart seizes as darkness trys to grasp it
I cant fight it off for long
I give in theres no point
Where are you now with another woman no doubt
The darkness planted in my heart sprouts
The dark stem grows and reaches grasping to my lungs
I try to breath and grope the air with my hand
I try to find your hand
Its not there like always
I should of known it from the start
You'll never remember me
Yet I'll never forget you
Why arent you ever there?
You never seem to care
I'm so scared
I'm here alone with no one
Just my problems for company
The stem from within withers
Like a bow string doth quivers
I lie here in the dark
My breath erupts into silence
Thoughts and questions float around
This darkness growing, reaching to my outer limits
The dark stem hath a flower a poisinous beauty
Its reminds me off you
Dark and beautiful yet so untrue
My feelings begin to swiftly fade
I lose all sence of feeling
I'm losing grip on life
Why arent you ever there?
You never seem to care
I'm so scared
I'm here alone with no one
Just my problems for company
My life collapses
An immoral mess falls out my hands
My life shivers
My spirit leave these lands
My life withers
The sun dawns a new day
My life is over
I was your prey
Why arent you ever there?
You never seem to care
I'm so scared
I'm here alone with no one
Just my problems for company
Its crap I know but I had nothing better to do
Magic_Midget
17th June 2003, 18:21
A Simple Plan by Lee
_________________________
Ever since we've been together,
Seems like an eternity,
As we dream of being with each other,
And being far apart drives me to insanity.
I'm getting addicted to you,
Talking on the phone, chatting on the net,
Could it be that this love is true?
Or am I getting my feet wet?
Every night as I goto sleep,
Staring out of my 4th story condo,
The stars above began to weep,
I know we're far away, but we dont have too long to go.
I dream of us having the good life,
Maybe we might have kids and a nice house,
Cause by then you'll be my faithful wife,
To hold you and arouse...(LOL)
And when I wake up, always seeing your smiling face,
The warm glow of it resonating when I kiss your lips,
That same image at work that I'll retrace,
Never knew we have so much in this relationship.
I'm tired of dreaming of the fantasy,
Words can't describe how much I love you,
And with those words that I see is true,
I'm throwing away the fantasy and making it a reality!
________
Lee is becoming more of a man...now...
izchan
18th June 2003, 06:54
Sorry for the silence people. Read thru all your work.
First and foremost, Welcome to the Thread DragonSon. Your work is very interesting, and i hope to see more of you talent shine in our humbled thread.
Robo, :) ... keep it up.
Lee, i think it is safe to say, that you are more or less leaving that darker side of yourself behind, thought you are still working well withing the darkish sense ... :) ..
RabithGod ... :) ... i do not know if that was your poem, :) ... but when I read it, it sounded poetic to me. :) ... no one said that poems need to be more than 2 lines ... :)
Jedi .... :) .. may the force be with you always.
Knight ... :) ... what more can I do than bow to your talent .. :)
ShyShy ... When are we able to enjoy your work of art as well?
Will post something soon.
Enjoy.
izchan
18th June 2003, 07:00
here is something for you all.
: Desire
She was not the best of the lot
nor was she the most colourful
just your everyday scenary
nothing out of ordinary
yet there is something that catches my eye
could it be the curvy behind
the speed she goes around
that sound she makes when she whines
At the end of the day
there is only one thing that is certain
I will never give her up
because she was my very first
my 86 toyota in red
:) ... inspired by all the great works in page 24 ... :)
Magic_Midget
18th June 2003, 17:25
Nice poem, ur ideas keep on flowin man...dont know how u do it..
My writing changes with the seasons i guess or my moods...
Avion
18th June 2003, 21:15
Great peom guys.
I have some work that will be finished soon. I'll post later.
DragonSon
19th June 2003, 05:47
Here's another one....
Myself
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I look at her,
I stare into her eyes
I start to stutter
The words just don't arrive
I want to tell her how I feel
To tell her what she means to me
But I'm stuck inside myself
I'm lost through my own mentality
My thoughts are clear
But the words aren't right
My feelings for her
Slowly drift into the night....
izchan
19th June 2003, 09:15
Nothing special, a poem i scribled while coming to work
: Prayer
Sometimes we just need to understand
that things are not fair or easy
It is up to us to make a decision
on how and what our life will be
it is that which we are
that will free us from our self made chains
and trough belief are we then set on the path
which let heavan take our fears and pains
so that we are free to care for those in need
Enjoy.
DragonSon
20th June 2003, 05:41
Darkness
---------
Wandering aimlessly around,
There is nothing to be found.
My world is void of light,
Life is just a hopeless fight.
I find my way around,
Because I carry on eternal flame.
When cries are the only sound,
Its enough to make me go insane.
A vision of beauty rests in my mind,
And helps me to carry on.
No matter how far apart, I find
The eternal flame will forever burn strong.
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Hope you like it.
DragonSon
20th June 2003, 06:04
Here's another...rather long though..
Forever Distraught
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Confusion;
Need somebody to talk to.
Doesn't matter, don't know what to say.
Don't know what to think.
Don't know what to feel.
Walls;
I've built these walls.
Are they protection?
Are the obstacles?
Obstacles to delay the inevitable.
These walls are made of possiblities.
Of roads not taken.
Of ifs.
Doubt forms the foundations of these walls.
A lot of doubt.
Have I done the right things.
No.
Will I do the right things?
Hope so.
Home;
I've built a home.
In it I'm safe, secure.
My home is not made of bricks, or wood.
But of excuses.
My home keeps me warm.
Warm for the cold chill,
The cold chill of
FAULT.
Friends;
Do I have true friends?
Yes, a couple.
Will they be there for me?
Yes.
Will they be there to help?
Yes.
But what good is it?
I don't know what I need help with.
Love;
What is love?
Love is precious.
Love is a gift.
Love is fragile.
Love is forever.
Forever;
Forever scares me.
A LOT.
This fear forms my doubt;
Forms my walls.
Scares me into my home.
Roads;
Take a step back.
Look at the roads.
The fork in the roads.
The roads not taken.
Nothing I can do now,
But look forward and decide.
Decide about the roads to be.
The roads best to take.
Future;
A road of thousands of forks.
Where to go.
Which road to take.
Does the hand of destiny push me into the right direction?
In the wrong direction?
Has sent me on this road?
This road I presently travel.
Or am I in control?
I hope I am.
Hope;
Hope is a friend.
Hope is a foe.
Hope is a mountain.
When I reach the apex,
No better feeling.
Hope is a friend.
When I fall,
Hope hurts.
Hope is a foe.
Hope is a light.
A light that guides the way.
The way to the correct road.
Hope is a shadow.
A shadow that comforts me.
Then the light of truth chases,
Chases away the shadows
'Till there is no shadows left.
And I get burnt by truth.
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Enjoy.
ShyShy
20th June 2003, 06:40
Forever & Distraught -- Stolen!:D
EnDurA
21st June 2003, 00:06
finally found some time to write a poem, now that the terms nearly over and i can afford to take some off
Trusting in You
________________________________________
i run with the fear on my face
from the enemy i can't find
it's just all, a figment of my mind
i run with such disgrace
but then again
just in case
i lock my memories away
throw away the key
is that not why you are here
your here to fight, forever and a day
your are my enemy
so please don't stay
why must i prove myself to you
time over time
enough is enough, as this ain't fine
so what must i do
do you have any faith
then you are me, and we can relate
________________________________________
White Raven
23rd June 2003, 04:59
sick
oh my god you make me sick
slice me open to little pieces
oh my god you make me sick
so why do i want you
why do i want your essence pulsing through me
why do i crave your touch to hold me close
why do i feel i need your words swimming through my head
soothing my mind and my soul
but do they really
like a drug, they give me a high
been on withdrawal for a while
almost like rehab i have been without you
for what seems like an eternity to my heart
i can't trust you
but i need to
i need you twisting through my veins
slipping into my mind
i need you to make me feel this way
but then again
oh my god you make me sick
you take everything in my body
nerves to twist up and shake
and fire off signals like insanity
you take me over
you own my soul and my body
oh my god you make me sick
so why do i want you
you wrote me a letter
with your words of yours
reasons so many
can i hold them close to me
can i
like i once thought i held you
but you flew away
like a bird
robbed me of my emotions
and made me lie here
immobile for days
twitching only with grief
oh my god you make me sick
so why do i need you
i need you in me
i need you around me
i need you
i need you to hold me
you did what i never expected
blood draining
down a tube
oh my god like a high
like a drug
oh like a drug...
oh my god you make me sick
so why do i want you
ShyShy
23rd June 2003, 05:02
good one raven, very good.
Jedi Gemstone
23rd June 2003, 17:16
Hey guys, fab poems you've all written.
Heres one poem I came up with-
The dead lover
A silent tear trickled down her cheek
Memorys ran like a river
A pool of bitter tears collect at her feet
A heart left un-loved
A million dreams left untouched in her sorrowing head
She stares at her lost lover, he's dead.
His body cold
She watches it mournfully
Her mind fills with memorys of days that flown
Tilting her hat hiding her face
She bursts into a thousand tears
Each one a drop of her love saved over the years.
Lowering the sarcophagus
Into the deep unknown
Senselessly dirt is shovelled over the grave
Covering up those lost memorys with its foul aroma
The young girl leaves her black clothes glide
She still cant comprehend her lover died.
and I have no idea if I've posted this one before-
Dead
I see you cry
As my spirit floats by
If only I could turn back time
If only I could be me
I'm dead to the world now
Dead to me
Dead to you
If only I could be real
Hold you once more in my arms
To kiss those tender lips of yours
I'd give anything.
I see you stand by my grave
Flowers dropping in your hand
The rain thunders down
Lightning whips the sky
Thats why the sky crys these harsh hail tears
Death is painfull
Watching loved one goes
I wish I could be real
Be with you once more
Hold your body close to mine
If only I could turn back time.
I try to reach out to you
I forgot I was dead
My hand went right through you
Youve become a pale mist in my hands
I'm a lifeless being
No longer a being but a missing life
A missing soul
I wish my bones would be wrapped among my skin
I wish I was a living thing
If only god would hear these prayers
If only they would be answered.
Hope you like them
Magic_Midget
23rd June 2003, 17:54
Every other 3-4 days I come on here, everyone's writing is getting better and better, more interesting to read. Jedi, you've come a long way too. You don't have to rhyme most of the time or be lyrical, just say something that comes from the inside and you're fine.
______________________________________
Uncaptured Jewel by Lee
Nothing seems to keep you satisfied,
Its like our relationship died,
I keep on going, but to where,
I should just stop since you don't care.
It's like I'm now chasing a distant star,
A jewel in the night sky yet so far.
An addiction to your cruel ways,
The scars that you left on me yesterday,
The torment of just losing my soulmate,
Reuniting us together may be my fate.
But its now chasing a distant star,
Uncapturable in the thick veil and so far.
Your essence glows like fire in my dreams,
But it burns me like the fiery pits of Hell,
And your cute laughs turns into screams
Putrid and vile hatred coming from your 'wells'.
My uncapturable jewel, distant and too far,
To hell with it, I'll go after the other star.
____________________________________
Lee
Keep writing more guys!!!
ShyShy
23rd June 2003, 18:11
i really liked that one Lee... and here's one of my rambling dribbles, took me long enough to gather some cajones to put one out here after reading y'alls
Untitled (mainly because i'm not done with it)
this feeling of being halved,
nothing to remind me of what was
or what's to be
loneliness is the state to be avoided...
not what i was meant for
life just dragging by
endless in it's monotemous cycle
here i sit
wondering
waiting
wanting completion
what i was meant for
fulfillment...
to be loved
wanted
needed
no more searching
or reaching for what was once unattainable
being where i was meant for
Avion
23rd June 2003, 21:33
wow. shyshy that was great. It was like I
needed to read such a poem to heal me
from my stressful day. It was very good.
my mind enjoyed very much.
JG,your poems are always awesome. always. and never stop putting a smile on my face.
Arcane: loved it. liked ending, LOL
ShyShy
23rd June 2003, 21:39
you are a total sweetheart Knight, or a total kiss ass... either way thanks for the ego boost!
Avion
23rd June 2003, 21:46
no. I'm not a kiss ass,...unless, you want me to kiss your ass? LOL
anyway....
Poem was very good
ShyShy
23rd June 2003, 21:48
nah, honest opinion will work just fine and thank you very much!
DragonSon
23rd June 2003, 22:51
Originally posted by ShyShy
i really liked that one Lee... and here's one of my rambling dribbles, took me long enough to gather some cajones to put one out here after reading y'alls
Untitled (mainly because i'm not done with it)
this feeling of being halved,
nothing to remind me of what was
or what's to be
loneliness is the state to be avoided...
not what i was meant for
life just dragging by
endless in it's monotemous cycle
here i sit
wondering
waiting
wanting completion
what i was meant for
fulfillment...
to be loved
wanted
needed
no more searching
or reaching for what was once unattainable
being where i was meant for
Damn baby, that was really good..I'm proud of you :D
ShyShy
24th June 2003, 00:34
thank you baby, mmmmmwwaaahhhh!
White Raven
24th June 2003, 00:41
Yes, one person liked my 'sick' poem! YUS!
About that one, it was meant to be seen in the courier font but I didn't know how to change it...
You make me real
Amidst the falling shadows
And the craggy branches of time
Random metaphors of silent thoughts
Flitting through the blackened flames
Shriveled and withered with the strangeness
A tiger's eye watching a sparrow's wing
A clock melting in ethereal codes of wavering reality
What's real
You are, or at least to the touch
But never mind that, just listen to it flow
Like a mist of a billion souls floating around us
We can hear the rumble
As that last drop of water separates
And the world within it grows and flips
To split itself from all
And fall upwards
Such ugly beauty this world possesses
Doesn't matter about this language
Because it's all shadows
But what I can feel
Is the real that you make me
Sharp crescents of everflowing light
Spread from my soul
And bust apart distance
Contradictory reality
Rewinds itself and plays forward
At it's whim
But the real you make me
It holds me firmly
So I can shed all else
And watch those shadows
Fade away
White Raven
24th June 2003, 03:00
I'm Not Your Goddess Anymore
I would always rule the skies
Forever more and ever always
Control the four winds and which ways they go
It all was mine, once upon a time of clear azure
When I could look into my eyes and see
A grey falcon high on the winds, flying with wings that were my own
And if I wanted, I could cause the breeze to send him soaring
That grey falcon of mine
Free rider of the skies was he
And dictator of the winds was I
The words that were whispered on the wind gave me solace
And reassurance of what was to come
So I let myself rise up into the sky, robes flaring and ribbons twisting
And placed myself up there, despite my nervousness
And I reigned, and I thought I made you happy
A flickering candle
Wax wreathing down its tall frame
Taking a bit of its own life bit by bit
To feed the all important passion above
The small flame... It means everything...
But I was ripped from the sky
A hand of lies burst forth from the ground
Amidst the blackening sky
A rose withers
A falcon falls
Crashes to the ground and twitches as the feathers
Slowly are taken away by the breeze no longer my own...
I'm not your goddess anymore
Am I...
izchan
24th June 2003, 07:00
hello people.
Mark improvements in all angles. And I hope more will be posted in the near future.
Here is one of the many that I scribbled down today while sitting between two beatiful girls in the train today. Had to have something occupy my mind or else I will be ogling all the way to my stop.
: Collateral Damage
It is "NOT FAIR!" we cry
as we are all condemnd to die
why are we the one to pay
for your sins of yesterday
why should we be born with such charged
when it was never ours to bare
We deny it all and give it back
So take your punishment else where
fight your wars in some other land
just leave us in peace we say
for we are the innocents
not just numbers at the end of day
go away you hell spawned fire
go back to your cave across the sea
we are not yours to besieged
as we are all GOD's children
and not your scape goat on democracy
The things that comes to mind when a guy is horny ... :)
enjoy.
izchan
24th June 2003, 07:03
Here is another.
: Journeyman Philosophy
One must accept the futility of it all
and stop struggling from its coming
because know that which ever path we choose
life will still be abundant
where in the end of the road
it is ourselves we answer to and no one else
our choices, our life
enjoy.
izchan
24th June 2003, 07:07
Much more to come ... :) ... it came like a flood gate.
: Relativity
Everyone dies eventually
It is not where and when we die
nor is how and what that caused it
what is important is how we lived before it ended
that which our actions defines ourself totally
Is that which makes us a hero from a zero
:) ... what more can i say.
izchan
24th June 2003, 07:12
Now this sounds religious, but it is not. It is rather persona, it talks about the struggle of my inner most demons.
: I
I am that which tempts the forbiden
the one that defies the law
I am that freak of nature
I am the lost and found
when hope is abandoned
and all is lost
I will unite it all from within
For I am those that have been
I am those that are now
I am those that will be
I am an abstract in reality
I am there for I am
I am me
One of my more stranger poems.
Hope you guys like it.
izchan
24th June 2003, 07:16
Finally last poem of the day. Unless I get another flood of it going home. :)
: Mystery
It is in this fragile mind
that we ponder the mystery of the universe
with our limited comprehension
we ask the ultimate questions
what is life?
when is going to end?
why are we here?
who is GOD?
Is this the end?
or is it the begining to something greater.
Thank you for reading it all ... :)
Plus Raven, your poems are so good, it makes me cry ... :)
You will forever be my goddess. The Goddess in my life.
enjoy people.
Magic_Midget
24th June 2003, 15:10
Izchan went crazy on the poetry..i think thats the most i've seen u write in one sitting..lol and they're all short and good...
_________________________
Passion for your Pain by Lee
When I try to hold you
You push me away
It aches so deeply
You only fueled the flame
You smile when I cry
Make me want to die
But, when you breathe a sigh
I feel so alive
I have a passion for the pain
Yes I do
I have a passion for this pain
Must be love
Nothing gets me started
Like a stab to my heart
You never look as good
As when you’re tearing it apart
You’re a bit sadistic
My heart masochistic
One thing in common
We’re both hedonistic
I have a passion for the pain
Yes I do
I have a passion for this pain
Must be love
You have a passion for this pain
Yes you do
You have a passion for my pain
Got to be love
When you sleep at night
One theme in your dreams
In the morning light
New torments for me
Perfect for each other
Perfect my misery
We play our rolls so well
Your pleasure, my sweet agony
I have a passion for the pain
Yes I do
I have a passion for this pain
Must be love
You have a passion for this pain
Yes you do
You have a passion for my pain
Got to be love
Hurt me baby, the way you do
I have a passion for you
I have a passion for you
I have a passion for only you
Jedi Gemstone
24th June 2003, 18:17
Izchan, short but lovely poems.
Arcane, I love that poem alot.
White Raven, how do you do it? You always seem to come up with such imaginative writings of such a darkness that I'm purely sat their in awe thinkg how the hell did she come up with that??
Knight Fairy, such a sweet comment so say at least I make someone smile.
ShyShy great poem keep them coming.
Well I need to write something, I'm working on one at the moment, speak to you all later, I have food to attend too.
White Raven
24th June 2003, 19:51
*Smiles* Thankies, Jedi, I enjoy your poems, too. ^_^
Temporary
From once a translucent wind
That paraded over the hills and such
made the firelight glow even brighter
Taught the stars to shine
Slowly, turned black went the light that lived
until it was nought but a shadow
Done what it could for this world
Nobody missed it...
DragonSon
24th June 2003, 19:59
Here's another.....Just wrote it...
I
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I am one;
I am none.
I am free;
I am enslaved.
I am myself;
I am you.
I am the cries of many;
I am the deaf ears of the few.
I am your unborn child;
I am your burdens in life.
I am your feelings of uncertainty;
I am eternity.
I am hatred;
I am love.
I am your everthing;
I am nothing.
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Enjoy. :)
Magic_Midget
24th June 2003, 23:21
Interesting write DS, its like looking at a mirror and say that stuff and have the your mind saying the other part..
DragonSon
25th June 2003, 00:07
Thank ya. :)
DragonSon
25th June 2003, 00:21
Here's another...
Alone
------
Sitting down;
Look around.
What is there?
Does anyone care?
Or are you alone?
Stand up;
Move around.
What do you see?
Is it eternity?
Or are you just alone?
Run;
Run away from the pain.
Can you escape?
Or are you running in vain?
Or are you just alone?
White Raven
25th June 2003, 03:37
Strawberries and cream
Floating down my mouth
Endless flowing rhapsody
Exploding ever slowly
Time delayed
Rivers of taste
Sweet sharp fragrance
Water mixed with pleasure
Deep ethereal heavens
Over in an instant
How's that? Gives a change from the normal dark stuff, hey...
hgnis
25th June 2003, 03:41
Fuzzy wuzzy was a bear.
Fuzzy wuzzy had a lot of hair.
How's that for not depressing?
:D
DragonSon
25th June 2003, 03:48
Fuzzy wuzzy was a bear.
Fuzzy wuzzy had a lot of hair.
Fuzzy wuzzy turned around to see my 12 gauge.
Fuzzy wuzzy's not so Fuzzy anymore..
How's that for a mood killer?
White Raven
25th June 2003, 03:48
FUZZY WUZZY WAS A BEAR
FUZZY WUZZY HAD NO HAIR
SO FUZZY WUZZY WASN'T REALLY FUZZY
WAS HE?
-_-
hgnis
25th June 2003, 03:53
I dunno it depends on your definition of fuzzy.
ShyShy
25th June 2003, 05:37
Originally posted by DragonSon
Fuzzy wuzzy was a bear.
Fuzzy wuzzy had a lot of hair.
Fuzzy wuzzy turned around to see my 12 gauge.
Fuzzy wuzzy's not so Fuzzy anymore..
How's that for a mood killer?
kill joy...
and yes, i'm working on right now, and yes, i'll stop being a wussie and will post it soon:p
izchan
25th June 2003, 06:00
Here is something new.
Love all your work. Especially fuzzy wuzzy. :) ... might even start a thread on that ... a continues poem creation ... ? :)
: Kingdom Come
No one wins forever
Even the legends retire
thats what myths are created from
everything just fades away and blur
like the clouds into the seasons
So what if no one remembers
You imagine people think of Edison when lights turn on?
No one gives a damn about others
it is just the way man is made
with short attention spans and shorter tempers
not thinking twice before they lash
it is a wonder if we all disappeared
will anyone even shed a tear
Man, Conquerors and Destroyers
but then so am I.
what futures lays in front of us.
will it be paradise or hell asunder.
Damn it, why should I bother?
enjoy.
izchan
25th June 2003, 06:03
Wrote this in the subway. While passionately looking at a young woman. :)
: Living in my mind
Reality is a state of mind
It is as real as we wish it to be
Is the world of the sane
any different or better than the insane?
It is us with our limited view
that which shrinks our capability
to be more
to be better
Has it not been proven time and again
that it is the exception that rules
and the norms that follow?
So why do we fear that which we do not know?
As it is the path to a different beginning
A chance to be more than ourself.
enjoy.
White Raven
25th June 2003, 06:09
What can I do but let the music pulse
Feel it moving
Twisting beneath me
What can I do but let the music jump
'Cuz I don't care
Anymore
Like a fairytale song we started
Jump jump
Like a scroll from hell we ended
Skip skip
But see you're a part of me
I just can't give up!
What can I do but let the music pulse
Feel it moving
Twisting beneath me
What can I do but let the music jump
'Cuz I don't care
Anymore
I found myself a new note
Jump jump
Sing a song for sixpence
Skip skip
Just let the beat pulse around you
And maybe we'll find each other again
What can I do but let the music pulse
Feel it moving
Twisting beneath me
What can I do but let the music jump
'Cuz I don't care
Anymore
Part of a pop song I wrote...
Avion
25th June 2003, 06:23
awesome White Raven.
everyones stuff is awesome!
p.s.
you can't talk on msn anymore today?
oh, ok.
well me still on, tah dah. lol
izchan
25th June 2003, 07:12
eh ... A Knight of Euphoria .. u still on msn? can i add you in my list?
Just wandering ... :)
Avion
25th June 2003, 07:20
sure you can add me to your list. I'll send a PM. to you with address. but I'm going to bed now, so we can talk tomorrow. ok?
alright. good-night everybody.
izchan: weed makes my mind numb ...
poem make my mind free ...
duh: but without it life would be dumb...
if only it grow up like a redwood tree
izchan: now that will be a nice poem ...
duh: now what are we suppose to do?
(mindless chatter be here)
duh: damn it, your were suppose to rhyme something with poem
izchan: i know... just busting ur chops ...
what will i do without them
life is a bit strange when silent
even on words it seem more
i can't imagine a world less damning
if poems were to be outlawed
people say we are not talented
just novelist being absurded
like the pimp down the street
selling ourselves for a dish
duh: of dolphin filled with tuna fish
its whales with wooden pigs
eating everything that comes its way
poor pinochio lost his dad
omg, it was so sad
to watch him die
i thought i never got the chance to say goodbye
but maybe someday we will all pass on
and bring ourselves to a place of new a dawn
peace willl flow in the stream
so the wooden boy started again
and everyone will be full of self-esteem
walking towards on his wooden end
only to find a road with plenty of bends
4 lefts and 4 rights
which will he pick
jack races off as days turn to nights
trying to catch those lovely eyes
was it worth all those tears
seeing an angel come in waves
holding swords which will end the world
"Curse you all that had comth before"
"Broke the world when you went to war"
"Now it is time of judgement all"
"to see who must win and who must fall"
"Say your prayers but it wont matter no more"
"it wont matter the 2nd time before"
I wil not leave you like I left my wife
but i might still consider it if you die
Dead on the floor with a rusy knife
I know I ruined my life
a 6 by 6 will by world
1 window and 1 door with bars
with a maniac as a friend
everyone polluting with suvs and cars
i wished it was my life that i ended
swords in the world
not to mention the concordias
i got stabbed in stomach and hurled
yestedays dinner was an ordeauv
when i stopped spinning the earth still twirled
who said that it takes nuke to move the world
all u need is say this loud
"fuck you all and then good night"
were all the same color when you turn off the light
end of it all in last final fight
yet, bats sees better without the lgihts
thats why they sucked us dry
and its why real me do cry
izpoor baby don't move away
i just wanted you to stay
i am horny as a bee right now
please give me a piece of that mount
not a touch for you
hell when your balls are that blue
man you couldnt laid if you dropped the soap
you even suck dick for dope
ran through a corn patch backwards
got a corn up the hole
seeing that all has stop
might as well fuck the son
bitch, you cant have none
how many times do i have to tell you thiss
the most you ever got was golden shower of piss
now now lets play nice
you aimed for pinker but you happen to miss
put the brand away
i am not into this
no please put that out
it hurts when the fire is about
fine should we take this battle to the final bout?
should i care you shout?
or have no doubt?
this has gone too far
am i gonna give you black out?
life is not just about sex
there are other ways to max
take weed, read poems or pee sometime
shit, it might even make me rhyme
so no more killing scenes
in these PG-Eighteens
there is life beyond pleasentville
like a good hug
or kiss in the lips
just no more blood spill that needs to be cleaned
thats it, its over, its done, its dead
becuase as or right now im posting this on the thread
izchan
25th June 2003, 09:19
For the above poem.
It was a spontaneous poem fest ... :) ... enjoyed myself crazy.
As i was in a staff meeting while it all happend.
:)
Hope my boss is not a member of this forum ... :)
see you all tommorow.
Magic_Midget
25th June 2003, 12:17
Great stuff raven!!
I feel the darkness coming back izzy..it'll never leave me.
The title may be unoriginal but oh well..
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ShadowBane by Lee
Your shadow reflected upon the obsidian floor,
Its menacing gaze locked upon mine,
As I look through the glass door,
Eye of sight burned through like a line.
The darkness laid deep in the burrows of its heart,
Ghastly as it may seem, the random images in it's head,
Fleeting to and fro, and then some had to part,
An outside look of death, the inside is dead.
We both stare at it for a long while,
Tension building under all the pressure,
And the thunder crackles above for a mile,
A new unfolding of a rapture.
I plunge my dagger nearby with all my might,
But for some reason, I felt the warmth of my own blood,
Ahead, a glowing soft white light,
And there he was laughing where he still stood.
Jedi Gemstone
25th June 2003, 18:37
Arcane great poem.
Duh and Iz that is one unusaul poem very intresting.
White Raven intresting song you got their, nice food poem, reminds me must make popcorn later.
Iz your poems are getting more frequeantly posted and are good keep posting.
I love that fuzzy poem by the way.
DragonSon great poems like usaul.
Heres a new poem I wrote with some advice from Knight Fairy whihc made it alot better enjoy-
You
If my life means nothing to you
Why do you even care?
If I'm nothing to you
Why do you bother with me still?
After all this time in a sensless cozmos
You still try to inflict a mass of everlasting gripe
On wounds that are enduringly gone
I've let go so should you
Yet you wont abandon it will you?
I stand here alone on the horizon of the world
Watching the life of morning set
Stars of depression twinkle
Moods and aromas whip the eventide hour
I still wait here alone desolate
You took all I had
My aspiration you torn to shreads
My acquaintances you stole leaving me desolate
My soul you took and made it betray me
My tribulational horror you made real
Alone we stood
Divided we fell
I'll write some more later
Jedi Gemstone
25th June 2003, 19:34
Last poem for me tonight-
Why do you do this?
Save me before I cascade into misery
My tears panick streaken slice my face
Leaving dappled purified bitter cuts
I have to discard our friendship
But I cant I'm still clinging on
Like a helpless limpit stuck in an angry sea
Thats what I'm like bound and confined to you
Yet you keep getting furios at me
Like a fire ball entangled in darkness
Why do you do this?
Help me from this desolant darkness
Before I go in to far from help
Fears play vividly before me
Your admist them
I'm to worried to move or speak
Unless you get distraught and me weak
Your like a lost song
Words dont rhyme
Rythm doesnt go
Just a lost soul twilighting in the music
Yet you still consist to fight and moan
Why do you do this?
Rescue me from the darkness within
Yet you push me and lock the only exit
I fall to the ground and sit alone
A tearless face covered with bitterness
With all the tears I'd saved over the years
Come spilling out
I call clearly your name
No reply bounds back
You leave me in this deserted domain
Why do you do this?
That question still lingers in my head
Un-answered I shiver from the cold
The walls surronding me are built upon hatred
Made by you, left to stand by you
Like me
I was made from you
Now I'm left here alone
To die.
izchan
26th June 2003, 04:18
Hope you guys like this.
: Single Minded
I don't like forevers
it means that nothings changed
it means taken for granted
it means the end is near
And forever is a fiction
a lie that is accepted
those that believe in forever
are those destined for doom
So I will not say
that I will love you forever
for I know that is and will never be true
I can only tell you this
I will love you
as long as I am alive
I will hold you
as long as you wish me to
but most of all
I will be here
as long as you hold me near
because I love you
thats my final say
Enjoy.
ShyShy
26th June 2003, 04:19
a sappy contribution, hope you like
For Shy
She makes me laugh at the oddest times,
this comedian of mine
She looks upon her world with discovery in her eyes,
this explorer of mine
She makes me cry with her smallest hurts,
this brave little soldier of mine
She learns something new everyday
this scholar of mine
She smiles and laughs and loves
this bundle of joy of mine
I take no credit for being blessed with this wonder
But my heart swells with pride
By knowing that whatever the future will hold for her
She'll take it in stride
White Raven
26th June 2003, 05:51
Whispered voices in the dark
Surreal
Every silent scream I make
Is lost into the empty vaccuum
A sky full of pulsing dust
A single point of light
For the final focus
Subdued words
Kept to a muffled humming
Poison leaking through veins
Like lightning bolts announcing themselves in ebony horses' necks
Dirt caked on the black diamond hooves
Straining with the effort
Of pulling Time along
Fathoms of a child's nightmare
Reborn into an adolescent's daydream
Eyes of the truth
Watching for the everlasting
The reins that grip the horses
That run across the desert at night
Free spirits are those
As the instruments fade away
My gaze shifts and is broken
Away from pain
Away from the imagery
And back to the sounds rushing like feet running on water.
Magic_Midget
26th June 2003, 13:14
Gem, those two poems are superb!!! Lots of depth in them.
Izzy, such a philosophical POV on that one, good job!
ShyShy,rhyming with the best, great job and interesting write.
White Raven,I must say, the dark side has captivated the blood in your heart and tainted it with the poison. But heck you spill it out on the net and thats good. Work on a lil grammar and structure then you'll be a good poet.
Here's my two:
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Shadows in the Light by Lee
Shine a light deep into this midnight shade
So we may discover shattered mirrors
Dark pieces, reflections of our charades
And though we will deny
Our hearts and souls know the difference
Between the truth and our self-deluding lies
Umbras lengthening to the end of day
Only in the dark, absolute
Do they seem to fade away
There is only One wholly made of light
Even His Son had pain and doubt
In an ancient spring night
Put the Golden Rule to the test
The Domino, Butterfly Wing Effect
Touch one, you touch all the rest
Not here to change your life
Not me
Don't want you to change mine
No need
Expose the secrets
Let hearts bleed
Illuminate, let us see
Our shadows in the light
Magic_Midget
26th June 2003, 13:15
Terminator by Lee
Rusted iron, corrugated steel,
Wired structure, tormented face,
Patched skin, cracking seal,
Same species, different race.
Main Power, ON,
Rotator cuffs, ON,
Systems, GO,
Forward, march, creaking,
Like tin buckets colliding,
In rusted coalition,
Scraping against each other.
Wired destruction in it's hands,
Programmed to annihilate,
The human species, their fate,
Wipe them off the face of this land.
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