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  • I've been having a dry spell... but I think it is gone now. This is based off of a dream that I had.

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

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      • 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 ). Most all of my pics look nothing like they were originally except for the basic form.

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        • 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
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          • 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.
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            • 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.
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              • Hmmmm...
                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.
                formely known as knightfairy > Theodis > DJ Theodis

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                • Originally posted by KnightFairy
                  Hmmmm...
                  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) 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 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?
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                  • 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.
                    Sometimes it is just being me that counts
                    By: izchan

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                    • 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

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                      • This one is kind of weird...

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                        • 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.......
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                          • 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
                            formely known as knightfairy > Theodis > DJ Theodis

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                            • 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?
                              Sometimes it is just being me that counts
                              By: izchan

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                              • 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/
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