Another Artistic Thread - POEMS

[eldercaddy]

Hi izchan. At first I thought that the poem is for fun but I realized that it is an inspiring poem. For that's good.

[izchan]

As the sea rides in

Just like yesterday,
it's scent lingers of possibilities
what could have been
what would have been
my past, my present, my future
yet it is not so

Different from the current...

I want to cry
but tears do come forth to comfort me
only the fickle touch of acid rain
washing my face away
leaving behind my eroded skull

As yesterday
happiness ceased to be
Life as I know it
Is no more

Its been a while, so I thought I will post something up.
Hope you guys enjoy it.

[Jedi Gemstone]

Izzy!!!! Beautiful as always.

Sadly I haven't written anything in forever.
Perhaps I shall, when inspiration hits one day.

Also lovely poems guys, keep it up!

[johnbriner]

Originally Posted by izchan

Hey RM .. ur poem/statement was very nice ...


Here is a another one. (a somewhat sad note)

: A Tribute

If man could fly
he will have wings
not twin engines on metal things

Yet flew he did
and landed it seems
on concrete walls
and unleashed its screams

'Shoo' I say
just go away
tears are flowing
and so are blood

Why oh why doesn't man have wings

Great poem! i like how it rhymes. Very creative mind huh! Keep it up!

[izchan]

Ok.
The thing is that we have had a dry season for the last 10 months.
The last post here was on June 2011.
That is a long time ago, and well, since I started this whole thing, I though I should be the one that either keep it alive? Or the last one posting ... :P

Thus, here is my poem for the day.

:: I told you so ::

I am no saint
that much is clear
so I am not going to apologize
about my behavior and the words I use
been telling everyone what I see
out there in this grayish world
using feelings that most will call
too strong for the likes of the soft and weak
leave now but don't you dare accuse me
of not telling you so
veil your eyes and ears if you wish
even as the wall crumbles around you
know this simple truth
life will go on regardless of your choice on how to face it all

Enjoy.

[swingdjted]

Thanks for posting. I don't write often, but I am always happy to read.

[izchan]

hi there swingdjted,
thanks for reading, I have no idea this thread could still get some action ...

[S-uper_T-oast]

nostalgia
as nothing seems to disarray
my hazy vision of directionless hate
time misses around my mental state
wandering my mind excise
relinquent yet elegant if I try to say
that my meaning is meandering
yet meaningless in a way
drifts of happiness
drowning torrents of otherwise
but only I can seem
to make any sort of mean
broken my future gleam
reflecting persistence of unmet dream
splintering
simplistic exquisite time
infinitely detached
lasting lasts of pasts
flowing by the ideals
left so carelessly behind
visionary expect
reality reflects
rejects, diverting aimless quest
only resigned at pointless rest

[Warrior of the Light]

Roses are red, the text on my screen is black.
'They always come back.'

[izchan]

And so it begins ...

:: Making it true ::
Happy thoughts are fleeting
overly sold with hope
what people don't understand is
that hope is not for sell
of all the things in life
freedom is what we crave
in such things like love and ever afters
living then becomes a something to do
lying becomes second nature
and at the end we blame everyone
forgetting that it is all our choices
using such trivial excuses
letting it all go to waste
leaving it to rot untended
could any other outcome be expected?
unless we wake from the dream
people will seek answers within the wrong places

[Jedi Gemstone]

Izzy!!! Hope all is well with you, glad to see you're still here and writing away! =)

[izchan]

Yo Gemstone,
Yes all is well in the world of the flame.

[izchan]

Truth be damned

Worry not tomorrow
for today has yet to pass
Forget not yesterday
as it has left its mark
Think not of lesser times
for it gives better clarity
Especially when we look into our deepest recess
as the pain clears away the mist

Understand that your enemies will think more of you
then your friends will ever do
because they wont take you for granted
and always expects you to come in for the kill

[fortion]

nice poems guys everyone is poet here why i cant think about poems?

[izchan]

To fortion.
Here is an answer in poetry.

Poetry is not really a thinking game.
At least its not to me.
Its something that flows naturally.
You don't think about breathing.
You just breath.
Poetry is the same.
We are not the poem.
We are merely the vessels in which they flow from.
We do not create poetry.
Because poetry is life.
We live through it.
Thus so we experience poetry.
We experience life.

[Jedi Gemstone]

Got a little e-mail saying there had been a new post Glad you're still writing Izzy! I rarely write these days, so busy with that annoying thing, claiming itself to be a 'life' XD

[izchan]

Jedi,

Yeah, I have one of those as well.
It keeps whispering to me about grandeurs and the super bonus of eternal life.
Very distracting.

[Jedi Gemstone]

Izzy, since this place will not be here forever, I am going to miss this thread. I have made a little facebook group, perhaps you'd like to join us and continue sharing your wonderful words?

You can find the link in the General Discussion thread

[S-uper_T-oast]

This thread may not win any awards, but it was always a nice place to put some rambling thoughts.

It's going to be a sad day when it disappears into the black hole of digital history. We always had fun here and I hope we all keep on writing.

[Jedi Gemstone]

Oh my gosh Toasty!

Hope life has been treating you well

Linky link to the facebook group if you both fancy joining us; https://www.facebook.com/groups/257066117784672/

[izchan]

It started as a little post so that I could share.
It grew into something bigger than what I would have dreamt.

Will try to be part of the bigger group if I can push myself away from work long enough.
Thanks for all the good times.

[Jedi Gemstone]

Wow I had never quite realised this thread was started in 2001.... this thread is 12 years old! Thats insane! I wish there was some way we could save it all and make a little space for the wonderful poems of everyone over the years....

[izchan]

Yeah. Its been 12 wonderful years of poetic beauty.

[izchan]

It might be the last of my posted poems here.
But what the heck here it is.

We will go on ...
I am but a drop
in the big pool of talents
I am nothing
if not for your support
Thank you for the encouragement
the poems that speaks and dance
Thanks for all the tears
that sheds away the pain
So here is to the simple
the unheard
the forgotten
We are few but we will not go away
We are poets

Thank you everyone.

[swingdjted]

Thank you.

It looks like we get a lot more time here than we thought.

[khalimandor]

a poem about love , sorry if bad english
If you love someone just because of pity, misery will come later
Because we love to dream.
Because the love we seek. And because of love, we are to survive
Love can not be measured with money.
If love can be bought, you will only have a sexy body only.
Love is supposed to mature, instead of dropping.
If you often dropped, it is not love, but only a mere EGO.

[izchan]

Its been a year since the end of our postings.
We thought all was lost.
But apparently now.

So here is me saying hello and good night.

:: Bold ::
I am lost
and I am found
making way for the blind to see
I have sinned
and I have sacrificed
praying that all is as it should be
We have fallen
and we have stood
seeking the very essence of truth
I am old
and I am young
for life begins again when we depart

I know not where my words come from, only that it flows out as if it has a life of its own.
Thank you for all that still visits this thread.

[izchan]

Hello friends,
Its been so long that I have almost forgotten that I could write poems.
So here is one for the road.

:: Lazy Friday Afternoon Thoughts ::
As a critic, we see the glass half empty
Like a thermometer that is only good for winter
In a palace full of glitters
Singing poems of yester years
Station after stations of yearnings
A satire glooms over the world
Even migthy tigers cannot deny
Measuring its own slow passing

[White Raven]

I hold the last timber of Theseus
Its surface smooth and worn
Miles have passed beneath this wood
O'er yawning depths has it borne

Warped with age it has become
Now thin and soft with the sea
But is it the actual final piece
Of the vessel, or is it of me?

The ship still stands in the harbour
Its name freshly painted off the bow
A testament to the miles I have come
Across the horizon, the here, and the now

Every man changes with the tide
The rise and fall of the moon
Even the stars will move from their sets
And for me, the winds come soon

Whatever the look or the shape of us now
The carvings adorning our oars
There is something inside that remains who we are
However strange the shores