Another Artistic Thread - POEMS

[Trista]

Izchan, that one was sweet.

[jarsonic]

Here's an obfiscated sonnet I wrote a few weeks ago. Rhyme scheme is ABAB CDCD EFEF GHGH IJIJ. Ten syllables per line, iambic, etc. Turn (as usual) in the last two lines. Enjoy.

- Jarsonic


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I Am Not My Own

I am not my own. I hold not, live not.
I am dead, as far as the world can see.
Wistful for days of ignorance, I sought
The times past when living was so carefree,
Days when my life seemed less painful, I thought.
What drove me to this? Not dimming; but a sort
Of glorious light, to which I have naught
To compare. Dirt and flesh, all fallen short
Of what I was made to be. I abide
In the Fall. I lost before I arose:
I never knew how dark I was inside,
How frightened I could be of my shadows.
I am not my own. Set apart, I boast
In the fact that my sin has lost its grip.
Pressed on all sides... but not broken. So close.
Revel in weakness; Power made perfect
In my fractured self. Enveloped by Grace,
I strive onward... for I am not alone.
Thus I decrease, so that He may increase
In my life. You see... I am not my own.

- Hunter Chorey
12.3.01

[izchan]

OH MY GOD!!!!!

Jarnosic, that was awesome ... blew me away ...

I have never written a sonet before ... .. some simple songs for the fun of it, but not a sonet ... that was amazing.

The lyrics are very nicely done, and the words are to the point. I particualartly like the way you dance around the words I AM NOT MY OWN so well. I tend to write like that too, but not very succesfull everytime.

Do you have more to share? Send it all in, I know for a fact that people in this thread will love to read more stuff like that.

here is today's contribution.

: In life we wonder

Have you ever wondered
what you will do
if you do not need to worry
and you never need to cry

Have you ever imagine
what it will be
if life were perfect
and nothing bothers the sky

Have you ever thought
that if everything was different
than everything will be right
all will be good again

Yet how boring it will be
if things never go wrong
if life was so predictable
that change cannot be conceive

And how scarry it becomes
when one no longer live anymore
living day in and day out
life like a dog
just the canine and its fleas
death due to lack of originiality

Something I wrote for the new year ... ... enjoy.

[jarsonic]

Thanks, Izchan.

Here's the poetry section of my site:

http://www.people.virginia.edu/~hcc8r/poetry_index.html

Enjoy.

- Jarsonic

[izchan]

Ok people, something for that just came out ...

: Just so you know

How many times do I tell the lie
so that I can believe in the name of love
and forget all that was hurting in me

How many times do I need to avoid your eyes
so that I can admire something that does not exists

So help me love why is it always me
that have to move aside for you to move on
why must I be the one left behind in the dust
when you take your future somewhere better

I am tired love
I am weary
I have nothing more to give
and I have nothing more to live for
so why do I keep on going?
I do not understand
I walk the road of a dead man
I sing the song of sorrow tune

Why do I keep this charade at all
I have no idea
I think I never will
just have to let it go now
this burden that have me subdued
free to wander once more
into the world without a clue
into the world without a you

Side note: Last check on Nemesis poem poll, leading by 5 is Jarsonics
'I am not my Own' ... remarkable pieace of poetry.

Any one who wishes to post their poem here is welcomed and encourage so, we discuss about the work that is shared and give our humble opinions of what we think. Though we might not be professional's, we do try to give our two cents without mutilating your work.

Enjoy.

[stttafffy]

my drunk poem

i wrote this when i was drunk and high, i just found it on my desk 5 minutes ago.

my ears are red from the headphones
my eyes are erd from the weed
my head moves back
and yanks the plug from the speaker
and my empty ears bleed
red sugar running
down my shoulders to the carpet
soaking in and staining
plug the phones back in
fill my ears again with candy.

i was really drunk- whoa! new smilies < my favorites>

[izchan]

Art comes in the strangest of times ...

stttafffy, welcome to the thread, your weed is really bringing the best of you ... if this is the quality in which you get when you are high, I can almost wonder what you can write when you are sober ... ... good work keep it coming.

Today's contribution come in a different kind of tune ...



: Heart Slaves

We are slaves of our hearts
Whatever it wishes we provide
Whatever it fancies we supply
we battle the unseen just to get
the diamond that sits in the sky

Yet our hearts often flikers
Never knowing what it wants
Seldom the same from one second to another
often not remembering yesterday's lover

Like a drunken monkey
our hearts will wander
until one day some passer by
will come and cage it inside
their walls of solid will
with candy words and sweet aroma
the passer by soften our hearts
and captures our hearts desire

At the end we are still a slave to our hearts
and the love of our life becomes its master

Now this is something I just cooked up, it sounds a bit different from my usual work, but hey, nothing new, nothing gained ...

[izchan]

Todays little insight ..

: Innocence’s

Sometimes we do what we do
because of the unseen whom
the ghost in us all carefully conceals
silently whispering into our hearts
making us all old and confused

Yet a strong heart silences it
Thus comes a quiet time of peace
with nothing bothering our souls
Time can can then come and go
while hearts fear no disappointment
life refreshed like morning dew

Like a child once again
all laughthers and no blues

[izchan]

Ah ... nemesis has again proven to be a true artist.
Nice and simple ideas, the message is strong.

Have not written anything for a while, and brain is a bit numbed from the holidays.

Here is a try on one ....

: Secret love

It can't be denied
that my heart trembles inside
it falters its beat
whenever I set you into my eyes

It can't be erased
these words written on my face
what it says plainly obvious
my love you are the one

Yet it will not be so
to those that know how I feel
you will not be mine
for your heart belongs to my kin

So silently it shall be
this love inside of me
quietly giving you support
loving you from out of sight

A weak attemp on this, but hey it is better than nothing for today.

[izchan]

Based on the song that I have just heard ...


: Blind Bat

Thinking back again
I was just a fool
Thinking that I could change the world
just to make you feel good.

Maybe it is just my blind faith
that you understood
all that I have done
what I will do
is only to be able to see you smile again

Should it be different
I might have done otherwise
but the truth is I will never know
for the screens have closed in our story
You have left me for the fool that I am

[Affluentia]

Haiku


language and rhythm
awaken my shadowed soul
breaths flow like water

[izchan]

Welcome ...

Welcome come to the thread Affluentia.

Nice Haiku, have not had any one contribute haiku poetry for some time now.

Keep it coming, we appriciate contributions from evrerybody


:End Note

It has been a long tiring of minutes
where every second takes my soul away
when ticking of clocks mark my ending
to an end of this decay

Now I lay slowly listening
My life sipping down memory lane
all that I have done now a motion picture
which I direct, produce and narrate

So what will I say for my ending
did I do the things I wanted?
Have I made my dreams come true
maybe this is not the end after all
rather an interlude before the final call
to prepare these last notes of what my life saw

A bit depressing, but all the songs in my mp3 list seems to be talking about ending it ...

[daveid]

spent a little while reading this thread........

thought i would contribute a little of my own work, a song i am currently working on... and i will give a link to my poetry on the web... my songs are not up, because i have yet to record anything.. any way... here goes nothing...

I come apart at the seams, giving you what you need.
My energy beams in waves like the sun,
I won't rest until my dreams are won...
When all my schemes are done,
and I'm the number-one-white-rapper-supreme.
With all the elevated niggaz on my team.
Unrolling like a ream of paper,
the masked villian in this hip-hop caper.
Stretching your ears like a taper, cuz I'm rhyming greater.
Larger than the size of my body, I always rock the party.
Making other mc's rhymes sound shoddy,
as slick as Rick rocking Lodi Dodi.
I gotta be the dopest mc on the scene,
not concerned with making pocketfulls of green...
But smoking the green almost like a fiend,
never out of need, but for a love of the weed,
I wish I could be Johnny Hempseed.
I'm working on themaster rhymes, to pass the times,
As the feeling climbs, like smoking phat dimes.
I'll have you pressing rewind, as I infect your mind,
trying to help you find, happiness inside.
None of us should have to hide our beauty to ride,
this trip called life, happiness is our birthright.
Love is always within our sight, we can embrace it each day and night,
and use it to climb to new heights of spiritual insight.

thats all i have for now.... all original, from my brain to my hand to my pen to my pad, i present to you.... myself... peace..
Dave Id

forgot the link.....

http://www.davidmason.org/daves_writings.htm

feel free to look around the rest of the site... which is in dedication to my boy David Mason, who passed away last year... We love and miss you...

[izchan]

Welcome Dave ID ... your words are touching, strong and sober. I can feel a tad of anger within the words, like shouting for attention. Touching. Like something I would expect when I listen to smash mouth songs.

Will visit your site soon, and I hope to be able to hear your songs as well. You have any site that allows your MP3 to be downloaded?

Again ... thanks for sharing.

And here is todays contribution.

: Inner Child

Might be a light in the dark places
inside those corners of our heart
a scared childs tears hanging upon hope
praying that an adult will come and save them

The older we get
the more our child inside scare
suffocating from lack of laughther
dying from unpopular opinion

Yet it is this child
that will save our life
where the child can see a better future
a time where people are actually nice
and not just with good acting skills

oh how I wish I could let my inner child live again
so that I can laugh like tommorow does not matter
and the past becomes just a memory
where the present rules supreme
a child with candy in hand
smiles of an angel
peace of mind
freedom at last

Enjoy your days people.

[Ian the Korean]

WINTER



We have been punished with this time of year.
The Earth has gone to sleep and slowed its breath.
It is so cold, so dark, so stark, and drear,
the motionless land reminds me of death.

Then comes the spring, full of color and birth.
The day lengthens and replaces the gloom.
Renewal to plants, to the creatures of the Earth.
The light strengthens – decay gives way to bloom.

In the time of summer, changes occur,
gardens burst forth and animals will grow.
It goes by so fast as if it’s a blur,
and then towards the end, it begins to slow.

Autumn returns – memories run so deep,
time to pause, rest, reflect, and go to sleep.

Written by me