Another Artistic Thread - POEMS

[S-uper_T-oast]

Tis in my head.


I knew you'd notice it. I might sing it if I get bored.

[izchan]

Sing it. Record it. I will post it in my blog ... :P

[S-uper_T-oast]

OOooooOOo. I might get around to that within the next 7 months.

[izchan]

why 7 months?

[S-uper_T-oast]

It seemed like a long enough time period for me to forget about it and not actually do it.

[izchan]

the miracles of absolute logic.

[S-uper_T-oast]

Well what a night it's been. Covers to basements to running from parents to running from dogs to running from police to moonlite walks to earliest morning breakdown. HAHA! I love chaos....

--Multiplication
Your scared
Aren't you?
That unnamed raspy terror engulfs you
Your eyes, devoid of their twinkling brillance but clouded sulfur fumes remain
Lost amongst them an impassable labyrinth of apprehension
Reflected across them, the newest manifestation of your evil creation
My silouette trapped upon their listless glaze
The terror, multiply across our minds, breeding deep within mine
Because in your fear, I see your entirety with my own tear sodden eyes
Preception may be warped, but all they see
Delicate open text, written in foreign tongue
Yet even so, I am but a figment of your desitute worry
The newest entrance in this game of loss
I see myself murky, muddled, beguiled within your eyes reflections
Mixed with tear drops, and those encompasing, faceless apparations
Your fear, is of these phantoms, yet through your occluded lens
You can't decipher, foe from friend
But then again, who am I to judge how you should see
My own eyes are equally cheated, seemingly lost in your own beauty
Lust or love, who really is to decide?
Both but meer shadows of the true form
Rise above that shallow percepetion,
Together we stand against this devouring fear
Indifferent? Direct poignant blows upon the mind

Stand and fight

We will last this night
Banish the haunting ghouls,
Melt away this dastardly tension
We come to it at last,
A single, united redemption
Angels of sky and gods of earth
They have no more power, over our self divine
Carve out the form, masters of our own design
Freedom, of the chained mind
Elation, like no other kind
Multiplied, in our dual union against time
--

[izchan]

Running from cops?

[S-uper_T-oast]

Nope.

[izchan]

: Turn around

To some an end
To some a beginning
To me its neither
merely another turning point
of a series of corners
Its all about the perspectives
and choices about decisions
whats not and do to
whos what and forgetful
Does it matter to anyone else but you?
So take the ego and elope to the sunset
This paradise does well enough
without complications from a religious fool

Read it anyway you want it.
Its a poem.

[Jedi Gemstone]

*reads through what shes missed*
Lol god you guys crack me up *hugs toasty and izzy*
how have you guys been coping then? Cops toasty someones not been very good lately :P No presents from mr. easter bunny! Lol oh and before I forget denkensiefursich welcome to the thread, your poems are deep and have meaning, I like them.
Back to random gossip, I haven't really written much my mind has been pre occupied with alkanes and alkenes and the respitory stuff of insects and the lungs and how respiration in humans is monitered by carbon dioxide levels not oxygen *sigh* and my art lessons have been evil and drained all my inspiration to draw out of school, and me being well screwed up little me really, no new poems. Might see what I can come up with in the next 5 minutes before I go bed.

For the sake of writing poems wrote this in like 8 minutes or so with inspiration from Depeche Mode - Precious

Breadth

Feeling blind, death
Hypocritical
Life taking smaller and smaller steps
Until being so fragile time stops

Trying to shift
Those feelings that always proceed to
Her, you, that, it, me
So little time evolving to a micro second
Lost in evolutions wings
A shuddering glimmer of a cell

Nearly managed
Not lost the plot......yet
Just kicking stones, trying to put my mind
At ease from suffering and panic
Everything is ok
If I tell myself its ok
Everything will become ok

Don't ask I don't know where it came from really, but I'll pop down again to see how your all surviving on this little island lol

[izchan]

Its a nice poem ... strange ... but nice. :P

Mr.Easter Bunny would most probably end up being slowly stewed in a pot somewhere if it came visiting Toast. Cops ... RUN!!!

:P

: Bugger off

Going places which no one bothers
aping the distance between hours
babling out non-existence truths
grumbling about the lost of fools
actions are meanings without words
words are maps without a clue
ending it all in a blaze of fire
dead and forgoten to the rest of the world

And that concludes my phyco rambling of the day.

[Jedi Gemstone]

Nice poem Iz one question what in heck does phyco mean?! lol I expect you meant psycho or something

[S-uper_T-oast]

No, the last one wasn't about cops. It was more of an internal strife things in the relationship.

The cops interfeered in the relationship this night, oh about 4 hours ago. You think our hard working law-enforcement men would have something better to do then sitting around with smoking cigarretes while they make two kids sit in a car for 2 hours while they run "background checks" just becuse of some "anonoymous tip". Honestly.

[izchan]

yeah, cops are the same here as well.

and jedi, typo ... ... wasn't thinking with a clear head when I typed that.

[Jedi Gemstone]

Just a typo Iz I make tons of them most of them unfourtanetly are in real life and not on the keyboard, mind you I'd be a rich girl if I had a dime for everytime I made any type of typo lol

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Just wrote something-

Warped Concession

Just another thoughtless expression
Morbid lie
Darkened scars and grimaces of smiles
Secrets betroved and stored
Lost inside the eye of your mind
Thoughts pulsating

Fragile glass wings
Concaving about reality
Emotion
In a blurr of condensation
Clenching eyes tight
Shut fists of a silent rage

Echoless hollers
Repent the truth
Essence, lost and bound
Quiet whispering of the wind
Holding back unrequited words

Tearful skys
Why do you cry?
In this paradox of happiness and pain
Confused and contorted
Emotions are drained
Twisted, complicated
Everythings different
Everythings changed

[izchan]

: Lost

Dont despair
there is still hope for us all
like the morn after the midnights
chances will always be there
I wish you well my friend
the part where you begin
a new life without me by yourside
I know I have been angry for a while
and I have said things that hurt
Deeply I do hope you understand
that I am still disappointed
but that does not mean I dont care
it only means that I am sorry
that I could not be the friend that I should be
when you need a shoulder most
I gave you the blank stare
Feeling empty now with you gone
moving towards a tangent path
farewell dear friend

Jedi,
Thats a lovely poem. And no, typo's in life are just as bad as the ones on keyboard. Even if you manage to delete and retype it, it will never be the same.

[S-uper_T-oast]

-Silent Towers
Chaos, multiplying in my veins
Pulsing, flowing; feeding my rabid mind
The mind is gone. Drowned in it's chaotic bliss
A surging torrent whiping away such flimsy structure
The mania, begins to settle in
Red poison, glistens in my eyes shut tight
That beating, beating. beating...
This pulsing, pulsing. pulsing
SOUND
The sound rips across, tearing apart
Tearing apart
tearing apart
Tearing apart the blissful ignorace
"WHAT DID YOU EXPECT?"
"YOU KNEW THIS WAS COMING BACK"
Refute this cursed sensation
Deny this misdirected creation
STOP
"YOU KNOW THIS IS BEST"
"YOU NEVER SHOULD HAVE RISKED IT"
"...YOUR WOST OFF IN THE END..."
No, your lies infect my deepest insanity
Tearing, this tearing sensation
Shreds of bloody sanity mix with purest, cleansed madness
Mania. Waves. Clarity.
As the tide flows beyond eye's farthest glimpse
Once again, this tranquility, slips so softly back in
For better or for worst, this is the path your on
By every moonlight kiss and every humble embrace
It must be better
There is no other way.
Stop. Pause. Breath in this tranquil air.
Savor this moment, remember THIS moment
Since you know, oh yes you know, the tide is washing back in
This train of demon design
Uncontrollable in this chaos swept mind
IT comes, this rush, a rush, THE RUSH
Tearing biting, lashing crashing
Destory the peacful silence
THE SOUND
Louder, harsher, fuller, deeper
Satan's insipid laughter within the endless taunt
"IT WAS BUT AN ILLUSION"
"THIS IS THE REAL MIND"
Refusal of sane delusion,
PLEASE IMPLORE TO FIND
I was simply in this darknest stumbling
Stumbling, hoping, wishing to find,
Just the smallest slice of such a beautiful
Radient, majestic, immaculate, perception, acceptance;
Of one, simplistic, infalliable, divine
"LIES! SELFISH WISH MAKES SELFISH JEST"
"YOU KNOW WHY YOU WERE THERE, SEX POISINS THE BEST"
STOP THAT HATEFUL THINKING
The choice was less so a thinking
More so a moment, oh, just,
a,
moment.
A moment framed so perfectly in tumbling mind
Through violent quake and furious tempest
Mounted so perfectly on the failing wall
An insult to the disastorous destruction
It's simple framed perfection,
TAUNTS, the crumbling mind
"REJECT THAT IMPOSSIBLE FORSAKEN"
"IT WAS ALL FOR NOTHING"
STOP NOW
Wash. Mania. Rest. Breath. Silence.
Silence, so so tender
As if your lips, kiss upon the frozen glass
Ripple of your divine, soothing the harshness, of this mind
Nothing? Nothing. Nothing?
Nothing doesn't cause poetry
Nothing doesn't cause insanity
Nothing doesn't cause this regret, remorse, worry, anxiety, TORTUROUS NIGHT
Something
Something is the key
The binding thread across this majestic tapestry
Woven through such miraculous sensations
As the true angels from the land beyond
Came and graced fallen canvas
It was you
No true god from beyond
No
You who wove in the golden thread
Yet, terror, still lurks within
You, me; children don't know of these things
Yet we try
Try in vain against a hostile world
Desperation sets in;
The toll of loss, silently checks in
Mind awash in empty shells of once azure memories
Shells crashed and weathered by the minds worst attempts
But such vague fragments, of previous glory
Hardly a resemblance, hardly, a resemblance
Golden shimmer, sparkles in it's own light
Beneath the piles of rubbish
One truely magnificant sight
It is for the best, it is for the better
Weather storm, yet still choosing whether
To make or break, this one moments choice
Future? Terror sets back in
To soon, two soon, too soon...
It's coming again
Brace yourself, this time will withstand
Yes, hold that shimmer
Grasp, grab, Ensnare that golden light
Breath deepens, pulse quickens, MIND runs awry
"BREAK THIS CURSED SILENCE"
"WE SHALL NOT BE DENIED"
"THIS IS THE WAY IT MUST BE"
"MANIA RULES YOUR DESIGN"
...silence the only reply....
"REJECT THIS FALSE CONCLUSION"
"IGNORE THAT INCORRECT DELUSION"
"SHE'S USING YOU JUST AS YOU THINK"
"INFINITLY SELFCENTERED, YOUR JUST ANOTHER FIND"
"THE NEWEST ADDITION TO HER DEPRESSION SOAKED MIND"
...silence the only reply...
"SHE ISN'T READY, LESS SO THEN EVEN YOURSELF"
"END YOUR FALSE CREATION"
"SEPERATE YOURSELF FROM YOUR IGNORANT PERCEPTION"
"EYES SHUT TIGHT NEED TO SEE THE LIGHT"
...silence swells up in mind-bending billows...
"NOTHING. NOTHING. NOTHING IS THERE"
"STOP PRETENDING THAT YOU CARE"
"IT, IS, FOR, THE, BEST"
...silence, silence, silence...
Rinse. Cleanse. Mania. Perception. Shifting. Nothing.
Golden nothing.
Shimmering, golden, nothing.
Sparkling, shimmering, golden, something
Golden perception awash amidst black charred sky
This is the something
This is the purpose
This, is, the, reason
"To be or not to be?"
This, is the answer.
Together even for such short time
Future, insignificant, this is our design
We built this tower
Through such blood sweat and tears
Let's enjoy the view
As it comes tumbling down
Towers can be rebuilt, but builders can't be replaced
This, is, the, answer
"...silence the mania drenched mind..."

Let's enjoy the ride
--

Night.

[izchan]

woo ... thats one long piece of art.

[S-uper_T-oast]

Art? Heh... Interesting word choice.

[Jedi Gemstone]

Wow toasty you seem to have...issues lol great poem, very long though the longest poem I've ever seen around here.
Izzy nice short poem as always.
*sigh* thank god for free lessons thats all I gotta say lol I'll write something when I get home or if something comes to me in my oh so wonderous double free after break lol. Biology awaits me, oh the fun, catch you all later.

[izchan]

: Friends

We could be friends
I guess ...
If I could forget your touch
the way you kiss my lips
or the way you hug me in bed

Yeah, I guess we can be friends
when I forget I loved you once
and that I still love you so
or the fact that your picture
is still in my wallet

Of course, I guess we can be friends
when the past we share
sinks beneath the sea
and my heart goes down with it

no, I guess we can be friends
when I no longer stay up late
thinking about our promises
when you were still by my side
instead of just within my dreams

I guess we can be friends
because we can't be anything else now
and I will never see you the same way again
just another broken heart
in my long list of regrets and sorrows

[S-uper_T-oast]

Purdy.

Sad. ;(

Very nicely done.

[izchan]

I do try ....

[Jedi Gemstone]

Hello!
Remind me not to eat my tea so quick owww stomach ache.
Anywayz I aint written anything much last thing I wrote must of been this-

Forfeit

lost, thoughtless
uncaring
paranoia
voices, hearing
listening for the ray of sunshine
to protect me, save me

what happened?
too absorbed in coming from something strong
like a war hero
too absorbed to care of that around me
fallen, gone
i thought i was saved
now convinced i was wrong

worse, worse
feelings cannot push away
saviour
where have you gone?

[izchan]

I hereby remind you to not drink tea so quickly as it would burn your throat as well as hurt your tummy.

: 25 minutes

Its the way you say it
or the touch you give
it makes a man wonder
what life would be without you in it
I wish I could tell you
how I feel inside
but you are already spoken for
your getting married tonight
I know my words are useless now
and I would not have said it anyway
but for once I wish you knew
that I loved you like no other
Many sincere congrates to the groom
what a catch he has at hand
many silent blessing to the bride
as long as you are happy
than you will have my support forever

No one will ever know this ... but I loved a woman once so much I was willing to die for her. But most of all, I was willing to give her up because she deserved better.

[S-uper_T-oast]

If your actually willing to give her up in order for her to get better, she has it as good as it could be.

[izchan]

toast ... ... that could be read either way.

[Jedi Gemstone]

Iz you make me laugh
I didn't say I drank tea, I ate it silly.
I hate the drink tea. But over here in the Uk another word for our evening meal is tea, so basically dinner or supper or whatever you call it. Don't worry easy mistake to mis interpret, Theo thought exactly the same thing and was amazed when he found out you could have pizza for tea lol.

[S-uper_T-oast]

Heh...

I was thinking about writing something useful today, but I decided to find a lost sock instead. So instead, I might write an Ode to a Sock, before the day is done...

[izchan]

: Prelude to sadness

I sense my lost
its like a scent
that I can never catch
yet lingering beyond my reach
Does all things good
come with an end
why do we struggle so
if only to be broken once more
yet knowing that
I love you even more

Enjoy

[S-uper_T-oast]

That smells, nice? I like it, you once again seem to write about me.

[izchan]

: Manic Inpression

One little fantasy
living its own little world
ignoring the signs
that its an illusion from the mind
Whats real? it says
Are you real? it says
Who says these things and make them true?
I wonder if I will ever be rid of you?
does it really matter?
whats real or not?
its merely a image of an instance
fleeting
fragile
gone
enjoy it while it last

This is what happens when its the right brain that doing poetry.

[S-uper_T-oast]

At least a part of your brain is functioning, mine is currently completely drowned in a pink pool of amorous jello.

Nice job.

[Jedi Gemstone]

Hello ^_^
Figured I'd pop down here and make sure you two are still alive *hugs izzy and toasty*
Very nice poems Izzy, I haven't been much of a writer lately, well I have been writing but its been revision notes and mind maps and god knows what else!
Just found this seemed intresting and don't think I've posted it previously either so meh-

To...

to lost
in words un clean
battlement un saved
sat here
as wrath upon wrath
of wave after wave
engulf
me

to unsure
to find
all those answers
deepend questions
puzzles in my mind
I'll just stand here
as bruise upon bruise
of hurt after hurt
consume
me

to depressed
to save myself
a once sweetened valentine
face shone so bright
contorted, echoed
bathed in paranoia and lust
I'll just die here
as love upon love
of lies after lies
defie
me

Anyways, has anyone seen alida or theo? I swear they've dissapeared of the face of the planet, not seen either around for ages.

[izchan]

Jedi ... Alida has not visited us for eons.

plus there is the fact that even I post less frequent now.

Nice poem. Love the end part ... love upon love of lies upon lies defie (deface or defile would the words I would use) me.

[xzxzzx]

Alida's alive, but I don't think she visits the forums much.

[Jedi Gemstone]

She hasn't been on deviantart in a loooong time either, unless she went and made a new account without telling me, meh she probably has a life and doesn't go on the internet much maybe

[izchan]

u indicating that I don't have one?

[Jedi Gemstone]

Eh? No Izzy I wasn't