Another Artistic Thread - POEMS

[izchan]

someone is messing with my phyc ...

: Kaleidoskop

More than meets the eye
is the cruelty hidden behind
actions from people who are kind
good intentions kills
as good as any knife
when not knowing its consequence

Some just say its pessimistic
expecting all to fail
when the possibility of it happening
is near to null if ever at all
but my view stands as it is
for my job is to prepare
when kingdoms comes to its end
i must be the first to see it
and the last to fall

Just like all mortals
living through this game
breathing in false security
and seeing illusions of light
I no longer ask myself now
what is wrong from right
for life is but a looking glass
reflecting our own mind

enjoy.

[duh]

One-Man Militia

Wondering the globe looking for God
Just by myself, not with a squad
When I ask about her I just get a nod
And all this hate for her seems so odd

Why can’t we all just get along?
Hate is evil, the only right wrong
What we need is another Mao Zedong
And one more protest song

We all know war won’t go away
I’m suffering from my own disarray
Children of the world unite and play
Well maybe someday...

Surely something has to be done
Because we all know North Korea won
Pistol-whipped with a machine gun
Light my bowl with that napalm and let’s have some fun

I see no light because I’m hell bound
I’m always lost and never found
Go ahead and fire another round
Maybe someday peace will be renowned

Not a soldier and not a civilian
I’ll be bustin’ rhymes tell I’m a million
Up on stage or down in a pavilion
Because right now my eyes are vermilion

By: Lyle Wilson

[Magic_Midget]

Probably the most grim and morbid poem..so far....in the last 4 months.
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Chorus of the Dead by Lee


The hallway was lined with the screams,
Like a train wailing its shrilled notes,
Passing by you each and every day.

The people speak in forked tongues,
Only to be ended with a muzzled blast
Sparked by crying and endless laughter.

The corridors that lined our forsaken church,
Walls caked in blood and the floor littered
With people's clothes.

The offbeat wailing of cries and fearful screams
Echoing off the walls of this here sanctuary,
The place that kept us safe, then destroyed our faith....

[Orgone_Man]

I haven't been able to think of anything poetic since I quit smoking weed.

Hopefully it will come back with time.

[Sah'Rah!]

ok. i wrote this poem a really long time ago and it's crap but what the hell?



Yesterday I thought of you
And my heart shed a tear
Memories all but forgotton
Always seemed so dear
I wish we could have stopped the time
No room for things to change
I liked them just the way they were
Now your absence seems so strange
But really things have not been lost
You're always on my mind
And i know some day we will meet again
In a dream of another time

[izchan]

hello Sah'Rah!
... welcomed to the thread.
not trying to repeat myself, but as usual, there is no such thing as bad poems, it is just another point of view.

post more. we love new blood.

[EnDurA]

yeah! great poem arcane, need more!!!

[EnDurA]

btw, congrats of major-ship izchan

[DragonSon]

Here's another one, it may be a little....ummm....dark....but, here it is:

Pain


Life;
Never lived it.
People;
Not worth a shit.
Caring;
What's the use
When all I get in return
Is pain and abuse.

Future;
Don't know where I'm going.
Past;
Don't know where I've been.
Wandering;
Blind, don't know what I've seen.

[izchan]

Thanks endura, i did not even notice it ...

DragonSon, that is a good poem, i can feel it deeply when i read it. good work.

some more please ...

enjoy.

[Magic_Midget]

Ever wonder that we need a another Living Poets Society competition again?
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What? WHy? When? by Lee

What have I done to deserve this pain?
To make my whole life live its own lie,
A delusional injustice that love has gain,
But leaving me worthless to die.

Why have I transcended your presence with mine?
Only to be turned away by your vulgar words
Endulging yourself in riches, drinking my blood like wine,
And wearing the skin that I hide.

When did this mind numbing agony begin?
And where does this shit end,
After all you've done to wither me today,
I beg the angels from above to take me away.

But this all nothing but a war inside my head,
The anger that fuels the Dante Inferno,
And when night falls and the stars come out,
No one will never my scream or shouts.

[papadoc]

Hello izchan!
Here's one from my reality check archives
I don't usually share much of this,
but here it is:

This is me
I think
I'm not sure
I'm looking down
I can fly
But why am I confined
to this corner of the room
above the floor
near the ceiling
Why can't they see me
Is that me
down there on the table
yes it's me
I think
What are they doing
They're hitting me
Beep...Beep...Beep
I hear
They stopped
Why can't they see me
up here
They move away
It is me
lying on the table
They leave
Where did I go
What happened
I get up
I walk out
I don't feel so good
I'll never do that again
Right
Where is my fix
Moma cried

[izchan]

hey papadoc ... the ever vigilant one ... ... I love your poem.
It is sentimental and direct. Hope you share more ... we appreciate it alot.

arcane .. .. the competition is good, hope someone does start another one, so that we could attract more people into writing poems.

[Magic_Midget]

well..ur the king of this thread...u do it!!

[White Raven]

Still In Love With The Lie

After all I tried to do for you
I gave you my soul
My heart, and everything else
If you wanted it, you could have it...
But who are you?

I don't recognize you anymore...
You're not who you said...
You lied to me and dropped my heart
Like you swore you never would
You told me you hailed me above all else
And that only I could save you

And so I allowed myself to revolve around you
And all I asked in return was love and the truth
Just Love and the Truth
And that was what you swore you'd give to me
You promised me
You told me that if you ever hurt me...
'Well' you said
'That just won't happen' you said
And followed by those words was a seal of love


Just Love and the Truth was all I asked
But Truth is dead
it is the zebra that the lion has by the neck
Twitching and convulsing in it's final throes

You told me you'd love me forever
And hold me close, right to you
That was all I ever wanted
Just your love, and the truth, too...
But now I have been forced to see beyond the glass
Into you

Why am I still in love with the lie
Why do I still love you
Truth it is the zebra
But Love, it is the lion
Love is still alive and well
And I will still love you forever
Even what you did to me
My heart made a promise and so did my head
I still love you
Although I do not love you
I love the lie that is my fallen angel

When I found out about your deceit
Your non existence...
My face was drained of all colour
And at first I laughed, this wasn't true
but yes... it is...
Very, too true
Maybe I did get the truth after all
But definitely not your love...

Although I have loved in abscence before
Loved without return before,
So I can do it again, and I will
Even though you are not the lie that I love
I still love the lie

And down in the veldt of my mind
The Truth brays it's last to the sky
The rough grass scratches it's wounded leg as it pedals
In a convulsive run
And then it's all still.

I still love the lie.