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  • LMAO Knight that poem is hilairous, made me laugh

    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

    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.
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    • 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:
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      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.
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      • 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) (:][)

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        • 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.
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          • 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

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            • 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
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              • QHOBBES? welcome back...

                Gem...with the help of KF...that was a very well thought up and flowing with beauty...excellent write!
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                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.
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                • The Silence

                  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.
                  just as feathery as ever | portfolio | a poignant quote

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                  • 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:

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

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

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                          • 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?

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                            • Awesome pictures that accompany the poems OM!!
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                              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.
                              Like Poetry and art? Visit my DeviantArt Site: www.lilithlairpoetry.deviantart.com

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                              • I wrote this last night when I was studying for a big test.

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