2004-04-17, 20:04 | Link #81 |
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Murder my Angel
The night I looked up at the sky Tears revealed the truth For all I should see is blue But instead blood covers When I walk alone My body cannot fight All these tears That came into my life I walked so far Searching for my answers And all I found was you Staring at that same sky I think you are my answer What I've been searching for So if I help you You'll help me And in the end I will know .You're my wings. Carry me along the wind The breeze of my heart Your eyes tell a tale of love But a bloody path waits I know it is true But it doesn't seem right The monster is you And I am the one who has to fight. I take that sword And pierce it into your heart The same pain that I felt staring at that sky Your horrid screams The same I used to love Has blackness clouded my eyes? I put down my sword For I refuse to fight The same being that helped me that night Even if you appear different to others In my heart I can see your face The real you inside me Is all I need I stare at the sky once more For I am to die And you. Are still my angel |
2004-04-17, 20:15 | Link #82 |
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Why you bump thread!
Okay, to add to my earlier post, here is a couplet, and a sampling of lyrical prose from a much larger series I wrote. Someone knocked over (Prelude to Fragment) Someone knocked over the jug of hot chocolate. There is blood splattered on one of the walls. Fragment III (High-school gyms) High-school gyms are dark at night, and smelly. The floor is dangerous because someone might see me but the metal stands are hard and cold. I'm sleeping lying flat on the stands in the cold of the night, thinking of you. Tomorrow I will sleep in an oily alleyway outside a McDonald's, but soon -- next week maybe -- I will have reached the abandoned yellow fields and the forest of firevine. |
2004-04-17, 21:07 | Link #84 |
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I call this MAD WHISPERS -
A glass of your insipid dram I will drink. You beckon with hands bony and aged Lead me not unto where I will think. Many times this scene you have staged. I think of those who’ve gone before. Hale hearty and true of belief. Past this moment, through the door. Now they can find no relief. They saw their dreams crushed to dust and their beliefs buckled under the strain Their hopes sit upon your shelf caked in rust. And you are their master yet bane. For if I ponder and think, maybe I will see the error of their way. I’ll refuse your insipid dram to drink and live to rue the day. |
2004-04-18, 06:04 | Link #85 |
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The moon
So do you ever look at the moon? And think of the ones you love The ones you want to be with Do you think about all the things that have gone on Do you think about all the troubles you had Do you cry every time when you see the moon Ever night The moon is a symbol of peace It creates a time of personal space It can only be there each month For us, to all be there to watch It as it rose and sank The stars It twinkles like life It blooms ever every night It can be seen around the world If only We could just sit down and stare at the beauty of the stars To connect the lines of angels The wind The wind a voice of warning It warns us all of the times and weather It protects us And plays withes us The wind is a messenger for you and me I wish it was here. Here to tell me its stories. Autumn The time of year, where leaves fall like snow, The time of sadness goes The waking of others is a dream The colorful sunsets And beautiful rise of the moon The time of year where the clouds wipe away the sadness of others The moon of autumn is the brightest of all it fills the dense forest's with light The rain-washes the tears of the ground Everything is forgotten as autumn arrives. Spring The season of life The time of rejoicing When the weather is just right The sky is blue Where the birds are singing The smell of the blooming flowers That eliminates sadness What will this world be like with out spring? Is something I would not want to know? here is a handful of poems that i wrote when i was 7 |
2004-09-11, 08:08 | Link #86 |
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Don't
Don't dwell on thoughts that don't occur Don't let life fly past in a blur Don't seize the moment when it comes Don't hold the thought from whence it runs. Don't keep keep the sunlight in your hands Don't let pass with fury the timeless sands Don't live with souls that once were slain Don't let the tears fall down in rain. Don't hurt someone in hate or spite Don't see daggers in the dark of night Don't blow your chance to change your ways Don't forget to live by days. Don't be aware of all your give Don't dwell on dreams and forget to live. |
2007-02-28, 17:27 | Link #87 |
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Wrote this in work today when I was pissed off lol.
My life is such a mess, more polluted than Loch Ness I feel like I'm being smothered, by a massive, pulsating peach Its scent is so delectable, yet its taste is out of reach My mind is not my own, for I am forever in a quandary Spinning, wet, and wild, like my dirty, sweaty laundry
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2009-03-16, 18:02 | Link #88 |
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this is what i wrote when i was drunk) the first one is more of a song. the second really sucks, i know...
Ignoring all logic, accepting the deal- searching for something most think isn't real. Chaos that rages inside of your head... clinging to thoughts that you're better off dead. Wanting some peace, always in need of rest, To lie in bed, like a bird in its nest. How many people have told you to stop climbing these steps, never reaching the top. Now with the knowlege, you've fought for so long What do you see? That you're nothing but wrong. The problems you thought you had solved long ago Reappear in your mind and you know what they show- Life is a secret that you'll never know. * * * what is life? you think you know. I hear, I see, I think I live. if all's illusion - what you say, life itself - restricting boundaries... slaves of fate, why aren't you sure? free forever, why aren't you sure? why not exist beyond reality? word losing meaning, this is truth. without the senses, what is there? question more than answer. afraid of asking, not being answered. strayed from the obvious, but are you certain till you find out? trust another - trust reality. what you now know just still alive may turn to nothing once you're dead. why fear if origin unknown? kept in the dark by unknown force... having read, you don't believe. hidden fear, your mind - reality. nothing proven yet, well you may wait. beyond the walls, beyond the lies, want or not, you will discover...
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2011-01-04, 21:08 | Link #89 |
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lol, i dug up this thread once again a year later. seems that not many of u guys are into poetry...edit - most are just shy to post here ))) anyway, i want to spam my poems here as it was a very productive few months. i've written around 7-9 poems.
Subscribe and post your poems ppl! i know you have some) this is not the type of thread that should die!!! You’re not the same Somehow I’ve been born Against my own will This reality so worn A cup left to fill Your rules I will learn The laws to get by What you say I will yearn Not even ask why The more I will grow The more I will know And a time will come When I’ll have my own head I’ll stop being dumb There’ll be things that I read That won’t let me be numb You’ll expect me to fit In the world brightly lit In the boundaries you set That you’ll never regret And be one in the crowd A small piece in the cloud I’ll find strength to endure Weight of being obscure I will pick all the locks To the doors that you closed Thinking out of the box Walk the path you opposed I will be what I want No one’s ever to taunt To break not afraid The guidelines you laid They are not for me The others - maybe I’d rather be all alone Than be raised as a drone
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2011-01-04, 22:48 | Link #90 |
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Whipped this one up in one of my philosophical moods. Kudos to anyone who can decipher its meaning.
----------------------------------------- "HumaniFix" I'm in here by the cavern My wilderness sanctity Far away from troubles Society made for me That hospital of denial, that cruel twist of nature It denies me the greatness, of ascending my torture Im advancing, preparing, I'm thinking this through Those silly dumb monkeys dont have a ___ clue With each coming line, a sickening gen "Survival of the fittest" my motto, always been Steel and thunder Tar and their drugs Mans bodies no further than a year once torn asunder Tanks of consistency, and puddles of, "Nothing new," My friends my family, they join in the stew Mankind will unfavor, my ideals denying "their" truth They're petrifying, so denying, never minding They are Sinking ever deeper into the septic pool Their jeans will grow filthy, thier models will crumble Thine legs incapable of holding thier stumble My god whats become? The world lost its fervor Mother bring back our destiny, beyond simple utters Of, "Money" and "Fame" and those god damned "Games" Time is much too short to fall right and under... Cause Im advancing, preparing, I'm thinking this through Those silly dumb monkeys dont have a ___ clue With each coming line, another sickening gen "Survival of the fittest" my motto, always been
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2011-01-04, 23:01 | Link #91 |
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um, yeah, that was hard to understand. but that is what poetry is all about. i kinda got the feeling that you are rejecting the past generation for its stupidity, that evolution will work towards weeding stupid ppl out. i'm probably wrong, but hearing different theories even if wrong, about your poem can be very fun. here's another one of mine...maybe to some its meaning is also bleak. Dream world I have this world I dream Where I say what I mean Free from what I seem Boundaries that sink Meeting what I think Seeing all minds link No more is you No more is me Fathom the view There’s only we What I will see What you will smell I’ll always say You’ll always hear What I will feel What you will fear Together we’ll heal ...as you are me and i am you...
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2011-01-04, 23:06 | Link #92 |
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Dude.
That sounds like a poem meant for NGE. The fact that it's talking about one consciousness (Right?) completely reminds me of the AT Field destruction and the sea at the end. A single mind of humanity. "...as you are me and I am you..." That's what really hits the nail into my interpretation.
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2011-01-04, 23:09 | Link #94 |
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From my view, Asuras' poem probably means people who gamble, smoke, and do things that will only make their lives short. So "Survival of the Fittest" means just going solo and leaving them to their fates. Or thats how I see it.
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2011-01-04, 23:11 | Link #95 |
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Those interpretations both sound good, but they are actualy quite wrong.
I don't really expect anyone to get it (I'm not a very good poet), but if you take individual sentences and look at them, then fuse it back together, I think you'd have a better chance at deciphering it.
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2011-01-04, 23:16 | Link #96 | |
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and another one...lol. People By cover we don’t judge the book This piece of wisdom that we took Was being told to us since youth. And now so simple seems its truth. We turn the cover, read a page. When not as young perceived their age Some might uncover as time flies Still deeper meaning hidden lies. Not what you thought the book defines Every new chapter gives you signs. You have to read between the lines, See contradictions it confines. Reread each page day after day with true devotion find a way see what it really meant to say The structure not what you have thought Untie the knot that is the plot let pieces fall firmly in place And understand narrative's grace. The wasted time is worth it all. You've broken yet another wall. While books are hard to comprehend Finale will come, you can depend. But unlike books, a person's mind Has no last page or words "the end".
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2011-01-05, 14:10 | Link #98 |
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funny thing is, the best poems (2 out of 11) i've written sober, but they aren't as emotional as the others. they just have a more distinct meaning, more structured and took more time to write by far. and now excuse me, i need to get more beer to finish my new poem...
Ricky Contrroversy i have this habbit of making remakes of others' poems. sorry if you feel i plagiated your work. there are cracks in the ice. even in this cold season unknown for them reason still i let it suffice Spoiler for poem 1:
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2011-01-05, 20:27 | Link #99 |
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My poetry...umm...it's all free verse so almost none of it rhymes...
it doesn't really have a deeper meaning, but I write poetry based on my emotions so... In a Moment Broken smiles Lonely souls I was yearning to be loved Catching a glimpse of an open door but it closed just as fast Was never to be more than just a dream... but that's okay dreams don't last I set mine free though a part of me will always be with you last line (s) ("though a...you") borrowed from "Never Had a Dream Come True" by S Club 7. Never Far Sometimes I'm left with an emptiness inside because I love you and I know you'll never say the same but nonetheless I cherish the time I have with you for it is/you are more precious than any other thing to me and though I know you'll never leave I fear that if you knew you'd run away that I would lose you so stay with me in silence as we are here together and on days when you are sad remember that I am never far With You You came home I asked what was wrong you told me “it's nothing” I didn't believe you. You told me abruptly to leave you alone but I wouldn't leave . We bitched and we argued but I still wouldn't leave. You slipped for a moment I saw that you lay there you were broken and lonely so I picked you back up then we were kissing and we clung to each other as the tears came down crying, and kissing, we stood there, together and there in that moment I knew our friendship was meant to stay so may it be that it never fades away the first two are dedicated to the one person who means to me more than my own life. The third is dedicated to...someone who knows who he is.
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