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  • dt9164
    Member
    • Jun 2000
    • 52

    I wrote this about one of my teachers at the begining of the year.

    a crazy blonde lady
    tortured student cries for help
    bell is only savior

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    • izchan
      Major Dude
      • Nov 2001
      • 1504

      welcome dt9164, nice to hear that your teacher is alive and well ...

      Another one for today

      : Nervous
      I have lost the key
      to open up my heart
      when I saw her coming
      down the boulevard

      Nothing more to say
      other than good bye
      before I can even try
      to say my nervous Hi's

      There are many people
      who might think me small
      and I would not blame them
      then since I am 6 feet tall

      But everytime I see her
      my heart is not mine
      it wanders off to space
      and suffocates in time

      so I kept on walking
      not thinking of anything
      putting one foot ahead of another
      never think of stoping
      just letting her pass me by
      without doing a single thing
      only praying that I will see her
      down this boulevard again


      A pathatic attemp of a poem ... but hey ... the day is still young.
      Sometimes it is just being me that counts
      By: izchan

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      • PhotoFx
        Major Dude
        • Jun 2000
        • 840

        and my evening's contribution... commented by my friend as "one of the most romantic things I've ever read" i hope you all enjoy.

        FROST

        In the dark of the night,
        in the cold of this drifting,
        dreamlike midnight hour comes
        the thought of you waiting.

        I take a couple steps
        through the falling snow
        and pause, head cocked,
        mind elsewhere roaming;

        And take another step,
        and shed the coat of flakes
        that cling quietly on my
        shoulders and hat.

        A frozen nose and frosted
        glases tell me of the minutes
        spent waiting in the lamp light,
        caught between your eyes and the stars.

        And I shuffle my feet,
        walk a copule more steps,
        look up and see you smiling through
        all the steps 'till home.
        gues what the weather's like right now
        PhotoFx -[=]-"Visual forms are not inherent in themselves, but are granted by the act of seeing..." -Trevor Goodchild

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        • izchan
          Major Dude
          • Nov 2001
          • 1504

          Ah ... winter ... my second most favourite season in a year.

          I will like to say that the poem IS one of the most romantic poems that I have read as well ...

          Who says that romance can only be found in spring ...

          : In the cold night
          It is when the night is cold
          which I thank the lord again
          as I hold you tightly in my arms
          gathering the warmth
          that seeps through our skins
          warming our heart and souls

          Even though the fire is in place
          and the burning logs crackle
          it is your eyes that burns brightly
          everytime I need to see the light

          Then your kisses takes all the frost away
          and replaces it with little tickles
          which feels like little sunrays
          casting its light upon my skin

          So it is during these winter nights
          that I thank the lord
          for its whitish snow
          and chilling winds
          While I hold you tightly in my arms
          gathering the love
          which seeps into our life
          warming our heart and soul
          Thought it is not as good as Alan's <Frost>, it is something that I feel deeply about. I have always loved winter, second only to spring.
          Sometimes it is just being me that counts
          By: izchan

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          • PhotoFx
            Major Dude
            • Jun 2000
            • 840

            i'm glad i inspired something. my last line gave me a lot of trouble .... akward phrasing. but it worked out in the end, which is, of course, what matters,

            -Alan
            PhotoFx -[=]-"Visual forms are not inherent in themselves, but are granted by the act of seeing..." -Trevor Goodchild

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            • izchan
              Major Dude
              • Nov 2001
              • 1504

              ah .. sometimes perfection lies within its imperfectness.

              Bravo with a work well done, Alan.

              Still can't stop myself from reading <frost> again and again.

              It is really mermerizing.
              Sometimes it is just being me that counts
              By: izchan

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              • PhotoFx
                Major Dude
                • Jun 2000
                • 840

                thank you for the compliment. It's one of the simpler things i've written... probalby why it's charming, instead of my usual attempts at powerful. if i'm not careful, all you people are going to convince me i'm a good writer.

                -Alan
                PhotoFx -[=]-"Visual forms are not inherent in themselves, but are granted by the act of seeing..." -Trevor Goodchild

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                • izchan
                  Major Dude
                  • Nov 2001
                  • 1504

                  Originally posted by wildsegolily

                  #1
                  Beauty lies within
                  A rose blooms in every soul
                  Then our hearts are free

                  #2
                  Sacred wise vision
                  Mystery of unnamed depth
                  Builds within the self

                  #3
                  Infinite beyond
                  Is the whole of all being-
                  The self joins the whole
                  Have anyone notice that wildsegolily is truly an adepth person to inner tranquility. I was going through the page again to see if I missed anyone, and true enough, wildsegolily was missed by my roaming eyes.

                  All three haikus are trully a work of heart.

                  Here is something from me

                  : Cycle of endings
                  In wisdoms comes the source of tranquil
                  where in tranquil comes the source of enlightment
                  then in enlightment comes the source of life
                  and in life comes the source of wisdom
                  the cycle continues throughout the ages
                  which an end is but another begining
                  a journey that will never end


                  A simple poem for a simple statement
                  Sometimes it is just being me that counts
                  By: izchan

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                  • izchan
                    Major Dude
                    • Nov 2001
                    • 1504

                    Sorry for the quiet time, had a severe fever yesterday.

                    Here is a little something.


                    : The choices of man
                    If it was my choice
                    I would have walked away long ago
                    yet deep down I knew
                    that even if I wanted to
                    I will never have done it

                    so here I sit
                    thinking about the pain I suffer
                    so that I could just see you smile
                    even thought it did not matter to you

                    Why do we go through all these pain
                    what is the motivation for it
                    is it just our own self torture
                    that makes me more humane

                    sometimes I think back
                    and than I wonder
                    if I could have made another choice
                    whould I have done so
                    yet at the end
                    nothing really matteres
                    as you lay now in my arms sleeping
                    I care not for the world
                    only your dreams that keep me alive
                    and that is all it takes
                    to make a man loose his senses
                    and make all the dreadful decisions
                    so that he could think of you
                    when he falls again
                    as I fall in love with you again
                    Sometimes it is just being me that counts
                    By: izchan

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                    • izchan
                      Major Dude
                      • Nov 2001
                      • 1504

                      something that I wrote for another thread, posting it here, so that you guys can read it too ...

                      : And So I Shall
                      As rain falls upon the roof tops
                      of my ever small shelther
                      the world encourages us to come out
                      and feel little more
                      so to live a little more

                      The place that I call home
                      small as it might be
                      it just feels safe for me
                      to run naked without thought of discrepencies
                      yet the world beckons on
                      come out now
                      come and see
                      what is so wonderfull to begin with
                      a new idea
                      a new begining
                      come and see now
                      come and see

                      so timidly I poke my head out
                      and tell my self that I will grow up now
                      listen to new songs
                      and read new books
                      and build myself up a little higher
                      and be a little better
                      so as the rain drops upon my face
                      I feel a little more
                      and so I shall
                      and so I shall


                      Enjoy.
                      Sometimes it is just being me that counts
                      By: izchan

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                      • izchan
                        Major Dude
                        • Nov 2001
                        • 1504

                        Here is something that I conjured up out of thin air ...

                        : Total domination
                        Like a goddess you come upon
                        falling me to my knees
                        making a fool of myself
                        I tried to resit
                        Even now as I slowly decend
                        into oblivion
                        into the abyss
                        your flickering eyes are all that I see
                        biding me to give up
                        all that is mine
                        and subject my eternal soul to you
                        to be your utterly or none at all
                        for your love demands it
                        and so shall my destiny be written
                        I will be yours for eternity
                        Hope it does not sound too cocky.
                        Sometimes it is just being me that counts
                        By: izchan

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                        • xarajodie
                          Junior Member
                          • Feb 2002
                          • 32

                          Izchan - that last poem was just great. The goddess one . . . it felt so sincere, so simple . . . I loved it

                          Just thought I would mention that.

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                          • PhotoFx
                            Major Dude
                            • Jun 2000
                            • 840

                            isaac, And So I Shall i really liked... it made we want to write something, but my idea wasn't complete enough, so i'm waiting around for it to fill out. And then i'll be back

                            -A
                            PhotoFx -[=]-"Visual forms are not inherent in themselves, but are granted by the act of seeing..." -Trevor Goodchild

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                            • izchan
                              Major Dude
                              • Nov 2001
                              • 1504

                              Thank you Xara and Alan,

                              Both poems came out of no where, and just poped into my mind. So I wrote it down.

                              I am happy that you guys enjoy it.

                              If you think about it, a relationship with anyone requires the giving up part a lot. And it is not just giving up part of our life, but giving it up totally. If in our heart, we still have any part of ME, it will seldom be able to commit to an US. It is totally or nothing at all. Yet the strangest part of that kind of commitment is that when we have given up everything, we suddently gain back the exact thing that we gave out and more. It is this totallity that have given me the freedom to be more than myself.

                              I hope I did not confuse anybody.

                              Will post something up later on.

                              Again thank you for liking what you read.
                              Sometimes it is just being me that counts
                              By: izchan

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                              • xarajodie
                                Junior Member
                                • Feb 2002
                                • 32

                                life is this way sometimes
                                i merely find ways to make it mine
                                you sleep at night
                                and breathe each day
                                you'll find yourself lost in the ways
                                of the world finding you lonesome and lost
                                always asking some ridiculous cost
                                but if you open your heart
                                and open your mind
                                you'll find the day will be more than kind.


                                - poem I randomly wrote in about 30 seconds, has no name, isn't that great, but hey.

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