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  • #76
    wow your all awesome poets very talented i enjoyed reading them
    keep them up i look foward to more
    I've been c0rrupted in a world of make.believe.
    -suzy-

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    • #77
      this is a line of petry NOT written by me, someone in my enineering class at drexel. i cant remember any more than this, but it runs through my head a lot. its about a motorcycle.

      'How dare you lie naked before me,
      spurring my thoughts with your sweet idle,'

      i dont know, it got stuck in my head for the longest time, i dont know why. once PabUK is back up ill post bot the poems i posted there here (makey da cents?) anywho, i like reading these, they are really nice.

      In space no one can hear you scream.

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      • #78
        Altruist

        "I" seems to be all that matters
        When words turn around in the collective mind.
        Words that never stir the soul,
        Words that can never make a man whole.

        "We" is the unbroken bond
        That keeps the hope alive.
        Hope for a future lived in unity,
        Hope for something larger then "me".

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        • #79
          Wordsmith, wordsmith, keep
          Thine words away from me, they
          Move me far too much.

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          • #80
            Summer Daybreak

            I awoke early one summer day and stumbled outside
            The cool grass was still covered in dew,
            I could feel comforting breezes across my face,
            Like a mother gently stroking her child.

            As I walked across my yard, the sun began to rise,
            It was such a beautiful sight,
            Full of color and life, all things around me began to glow.
            It was like the earth was waking.

            At first it seemed like the treetops were caught in a fiery blaze,
            Then it continued to scorch the houses and bushes,
            At last I felt it strike and singe my face,
            The golden rays almost too much to withstand.

            They warmed my face bringing me to life,
            This feeling, this glorious magnificent feeling.
            The glow coursed through my veins,
            Energizing me for the day to come.
            Bound by chain of dwarven magic, A tale of trickery, long and tragic,
            Sword in jaw, awaiting the day, Ragnarok, when all gods shall pay


            |JessNet|PabUK||Anime-Forums|
            Jesus-half brother.
            WHERES MY FREE DIGITAL ASSHOLE?!

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            • #81
              Offspring Poetry

              Song Is Also Seen As Poetry, so here's a few good ones

              One Fine Day

              If I had a perfect day
              I would have it start this way
              Open up the fridge and have a tall boy
              Yeah

              Then I'd meet up with my friends
              Head out to the game again
              We don't even really care who wins
              Now excitement seems to grow
              When we're hangin' with the bro's
              When we're chillin' and we pound a case of Stroh's
              Now the game is cool to see
              You can "High 5" on TV
              Count the riot on the one two three
              Operation is in sight
              And the field is open wide
              When you break it then you know you're still alive
              If the cops don't make you pay
              And you make your getaway
              Then you know
              That's one fine day

              On that day before we're through
              We could torch a car or two
              Then have ourselves another tall boy
              Yeah

              Water hoses and batons
              That's the real game that's on
              I don't really give a shit who wins

              I believe it's my god-given right
              To destroy everything in my sight
              Cause it never gets dull, it never gets old
              The only thing it gets is more bold
              Drinkin', fightin', going to the game
              In our world it's a way to stay sane
              If you're asking me
              To have it my way, I'd say that's
              One fine day

              All I Want

              Day after day your home life's a wreck
              The powers that be just
              Breathe down your neck
              You get no respect
              You get no relief
              You gotta speak up
              And yell out your piece
              So back off your rules
              Back off your jive
              Cause I'm sick of not living
              To stay alive
              Leave me alone
              I'm not asking a lot
              I just don't want to be controlled
              That's all I want
              All I want
              How many times is it gonna take
              Till someone around you hears what you say
              You've tried being cool
              You feel like a lie
              You've played by their rules
              Now it's their turn to try
              So back off your rules
              Back off your jive
              Cause I'm sick of not living
              To stay alive
              Leave me alone
              I'm not asking a lot
              I just don't want to be controlled
              That's all I want
              All I want
              I said it before
              I'll say it again
              If you could just listen
              Then it might make sense

              Don't Pick It Up

              I saw a little kid
              As he walked around
              He picked a candy bar up
              Off the ground
              He chowed about a half
              Then his face turned blue
              Turned out that candy bar was doggy-doo
              Don't pick it up I say
              Unless you can throw it away
              Don't pick it up I say
              You're gonna be bummed that you went that way

              You're out there makin' bacon
              No scrutiny
              You mess around too much
              And you got VD
              You know you never think
              And you're sore today
              You're gonna take it back to California
              Don't pick it up I say
              Unless you can throw it away
              Don't pick it up I say
              You're gonna be bummed that you went that way

              My friend was kinda hurtin'
              For a girl to try
              He saw one that looked like Pat
              On Saturday Night Live
              It had a pair of thingies
              But a mustache too
              Not clearly male nor female
              So now what to do
              Don't pick it up I say
              Unless you can throw it away
              Don't pick it up I say
              You're gonna be bummed that you went that way

              The Kids Aren't Alright

              When we were young the future was so bright
              The old neighborhood was so alive
              And every kid on the whole damn street
              Was gonna make it big and not be beat

              Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn
              The kids are grown up but their lives are worn
              How can one little street
              Swallow so many lives

              Chances thrown
              Nothing's free
              Longing for what used to be
              Still it's hard
              Hard to see
              Fragile lives, shattered dreams

              Jamie had a chance, well she really did
              Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids
              Mark still lives at home cause he's got no job
              He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot

              Jay committed suicide
              Brandon OD'd and died
              What the hell is going on
              The cruelest dream, reality
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              • #82
                Heres another one that I just made up...

                I sit here reflecting on the day,
                Wondering how it wasted away.
                Bound by chain of dwarven magic, A tale of trickery, long and tragic,
                Sword in jaw, awaiting the day, Ragnarok, when all gods shall pay


                |JessNet|PabUK||Anime-Forums|
                Jesus-half brother.
                WHERES MY FREE DIGITAL ASSHOLE?!

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                • #83
                  Based on Ian the Korean's words ..


                  : Day Dreams
                  As I sit here reflecting on the day,
                  Wondering how it wasted away
                  It all comes to do this
                  what is it that is needed
                  which is the proper way
                  how can it be meaningful

                  As I sit here thinking about yesterday
                  Wondering what happend to me
                  Where was that happy go lucky attitude
                  that part of me that I like so much
                  buried under tonnes of burden
                  hidden away from public opinion

                  Someday someone will come along
                  looking at this pathatic soul
                  saying it used to be different
                  maybe if he just tried a bit harder
                  he could have stayed the same
                  where night is as bright as day
                  and hope is never too far away

                  So I sit here idlely
                  wondering how the day is wasted away
                  Uttering words that will never be heard
                  Someday it will be different again
                  Hope this makes sense to people ... because it means so much more to me ...
                  Sometimes it is just being me that counts
                  By: izchan

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                  • #84
                    i worte this for PabUK's poetry competition.

                    love poem not to be delivered

                    i do not love you, i do not know what love is.
                    you have to teach me.
                    you blush, the redness in your face stopping me
                    from doing what i had been thinking about doing all night.
                    i need to talk to you. butterflies stop me,
                    small ang fragile, they fly around in my belly,
                    preventing me from saying anything.
                    strong enough to withstand the fire in the whole of my
                    being that burns for you.

                    i feel ice forming between us,
                    thin warm ice, between two oceans.
                    but no matter how warm or thin, it still separates us.
                    how do i break through? a single word,
                    shared between you and i
                    will shatter it and force our oceans to flow together.
                    it will be inpossible to tell where one ends and another begins.
                    inseparable, forever.
                    this scares me too. i dont know what to do.
                    we will both withdraw, and the ice will get thicker,
                    until one of us breaks it-
                    but that is so hard to do.

                    now,
                    i love you.



                    its slightly changed, though.

                    In space no one can hear you scream.

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                    • #85
                      The Key

                      Just a glance is the Key that opens my heart
                      Unlocks feelings of Joy and surprise
                      As a smile ventures through these blue portals from you
                      For no secret is safe in the eyes.


                      - Jarsonic
                      do justly | love mercy | walk humbly

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                      • #86
                        Ah, Staffy ... your words are beautiful.

                        I see alot more fun coming our way ...

                        Good to see Jarsonic again, and the words you do are truly an art by itself. Glad to see you participating again.

                        Nemesis, my vote is that we do one living poet society in a more regualr basis maybe get winamp to sponsor a few too ... ... since our people here are so talented.

                        Here is some thing to pass some time ...

                        : A simple thing
                        Deep inside every mans hopes
                        are sweet dreams of innocent souls
                        tunes with no flats or sharps
                        with angel faces in every corner
                        such a nice place to live

                        Strumming of guitar strings
                        and the whistles of working man
                        its like the old frontier again
                        every day a challenge by itself

                        Back home in the kitchens
                        the wives prepares the night
                        urshing the cookies into the oven
                        singing light tunes in baby dreams

                        What a nice place to live
                        living might be a little hard
                        but people are happy with what they do
                        and love is strong
                        and life is hard to break
                        my simple utopian land
                        a place of dreams upon dreams
                        Sometimes it is just being me that counts
                        By: izchan

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                        • #87
                          Sistine

                          Sistine, Sistine, colors so bright.
                          Sistine, Sistine, what a wonderful sight.
                          Sistine, Sistine, no signs of flaw.
                          Sistine, Sistine, fill my mind with awe.

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                          • #88
                            great site

                            thanks for the invite izzy

                            well i was a bit apprehensive about posting anything but i guess it would be selfish not to after reading all that has been posted so far. glad to share.

                            so here goes, more angst to come.

                            title: Song of you.

                            Settle you down close to me
                            Your whift drift over me
                            I capsize
                            Harrow my shallows
                            Scarecrows and arrows
                            Sacrificed
                            Felony of melodies
                            Contrary our harmony
                            Serenade
                            Symmetry our parody
                            Lay fallen ambiguity
                            Intimacy
                            Shattered enraptured
                            Incantation imperfection
                            Your beauty
                            Pretending normalcy
                            Incessantly your sorcery
                            Charm me

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                            • #89
                              Coop,

                              Nice to have you on board ... always happy to have more people contribute to the thread.

                              Go on people ... go out and invite more people in here, the more poets the better ...

                              : Something Share
                              I don't like to be alone
                              when I have something to share
                              it is like having the secret of life
                              and not being able to tell anyone
                              Don't you just hate it when you are all alone
                              with the biggest news in the world
                              and no one that you can give it to?

                              It feels like bursting into a thousand pieces
                              when you keep it all inside
                              the biggest news since Newton found gravity

                              Just open up and give it out
                              let the feelings flow
                              make your soul soar up high and smile
                              share the greatest gift to everyone
                              tell them what you feel inside
                              show them what we have
                              the ultimate freedom to be ourselves again
                              Guess what I am talking about ...

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

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                              • #90
                                One last post for the day ...
                                enjoy.


                                : The common lie
                                Plese don't lie to me
                                when you say forever
                                how long is forever to you
                                1 year or 2 years down the road

                                Please don't say what you don't mean to keep
                                when you say you love me
                                what is it that you hope for me to see
                                you love my car or was it my money

                                I don't think I can stand it anymore
                                under constant presure to give you more
                                everytime you set your eyes on me
                                I feel the heat turn up one hundred degrees

                                Just go away and leave me in peace
                                I am broken and you don't really need me
                                all that I have you already taken
                                what more do you wish of me

                                Please don't say that those don't mean a thing
                                that you only see me in your eyes
                                I am hurt enough already
                                why do you still torture me so

                                I once knew love without feeling pain inside
                                now that is but a memory long ago
                                so when you say forever
                                how long is that
                                is it the end of your life or the end of mine
                                A bit sad but hey ... can't help myself when the words come pouring.
                                Sometimes it is just being me that counts
                                By: izchan

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