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and for the record, I believe suicide is the most dishonorable thing that one can do.
amen to that one.. youve got a bundle of wisdom in ya, dontcha?

only on thursdays :D

Lonely night,
This bed is so empty
What's the meaning of life?
The window opens
No one is down there
No one will notice
I fly.
Forever.

What'd you think?

Lonely night,
This bed is so empty
What's the meaning of life?
The window opens
No one is down there
No one will notice
I fly.
Forever.

What'd you think?

pretty

didn't you already post that one?

didn't you already post that one?
Yep! :D

Lonely night,
This bed is so empty
What's the meaning of life?
The window opens
No one is down there
No one will notice
I fly.
Forever.

What'd you think?

good, powerful, and black...like some of the things ive wrote, and a couple ive posted on here. i was semi-derpessed/suicidal at one point and i would listen to music like mettalicas fade to black and write about dying. hearing about it and writing about it is great therepy for realizing how final, certain, and unforgiving suicide is. and loosing one of my best friends when i was 18 is reminder ill always have when i remember how i felt and more how his parents looked at the funeral. a face id nevere want to put on my parents.

oh, I think its sad, and culebra, that's pretty much the only thing that got me to walk away when i was depressed too.

Defiance to the call
Ignoring Fate’s embrace
I am through the wall
Went through it like it was lace
Feel the life’s blood pounding
Pumping as if it were more
Than absolute necessity
Hear the brass bell sounding
Reverberating to a core
Imagination’s hallucinations cry
For justice, home, and peace
Who can say what these things mean
To an insane brain struggling
With a miniscule enormity?
Vicious cycles tear with ease
Things like trust and unsought for seams
Dashing hope for healing
If hope was ever an entity
I think I could have seen it
I wish I would have grabbed it
I probably would have missed it
If I had tried
But I didn’t try

and also, when it all boils down, depression is an illness, and the choices that are made in it arent nessicarily the most rational, or the ones with the best and most effective outcomes.
and also, it puts so much strain on the people who loved the person.
someone earlier said that "suicide is nothing to be ashamed of... even whales kill themselves". i'd just like to point out that whales are not on the same intellectual scale as humans. think about it- a person can correct themselves, think of solutions (like writing), etc, and whales simply, well, cant. so to justify human suicide to whales beaching themselves is not the best comparison.
just my opinion

oh, and on a lighter note, over 200 posts! woohoo!
(ok that might not be such a big deal for some of you... but it is for me!!)

wow, talk about a 180 on topic

Personally, I don't like depressing poems too much, it brings me down. Strangly, though, I like depressing songs... maybe my reason is because they put alot of emotion and soul into it.

Hmmm.... I need to see what other poetry I can put up, I only have so many :? . Maybe:

Simple Tranquility

I’m here in my room now,
Listening to the enchanted piano songs that my mother play
And to the soft, quiet raindrops on the roof.
Everything seems so peaceful.

If my sister would stop talking on the phone,
She, too, will enjoy the sound of wonder
And the tranquility that surrounds us.
But I knew that in today’s advance technology,
No one could ever hear or enjoy the peaceful life.
The life we used to have.

Even now, a telephone call cuts it down to silence.
A silence that could not be saved
By the sounds of raindrops or piano songs.
But I care not for the silence that stops the peaceful moment.
For there’s more noise that I should listen to now.

The siren of the ambulance taking an injured being to safety.
It seems to me that the vehicle is trying to save
The injured tranquility that I once knew.

When everything was silent again,
I thought the world was giving prayers & worries
To the simple life we once had.
I, too, was worried that I might lose that simplicity right now.

Then I hear the beautiful watery song from my mother’s piano
And I knew that everything will be O.K.
For no matter what the ‘machine’ tried to do to us,
I knew now that Simple Tranquility will creep back in,
Letting us remember & enjoy what we used to be.

It's my first poem, so that's why the lines are so long :oops: .

*Grimace* Wish I could write something quite so light-hearted... meh. Here's another one of mine: "Frenzy".

Btw: This one is just kinda crawling into my head as I write it. Hope you like it.

Blatant whore
Ignorant beast
Watch as I drain your life
Feel your blood seep through my fingers
As your life leaves
All the pain you've invoked has been forgotten
Forgiveness was the tax you refused to pay
And the IRS is finally after you.

Sorry, just had to do that... Heh... the IRS is pissed off.

i wrote this one frosh year in response to the short story we had to read in english class, "the necklace" by guy de maupassant... if you want to know the outline of the story so you can see where this poem comes from (eh, it's non important i guess) tm me

*beauty*
it frustrates me
when people don't see
the beauty inthe life they have
they choose not to see it
for granted they take it
all for a dream that won't come true
walk through life - don't run
or you'll miss all the fun
look for the beauty that surrounds you

We did poetry in school*thinks hard* I can't remember anything exept the examples.

whoa... i just noticed something... right now, both andifemale and sea monkey have 411 posts... ok random but i just had to point that out... lol

What May Be

May 25, 1994

I feel something inside me
Slipping away
And I want to hold on
With all my strength
But to bind love
Or the spark that lights
The flame
Is to kill what may be

Love Forever Dies
January 3, 1995
Something in the world
Takes away your love
And leaves you so alone
So what are do you do?
Do you hold on to the past?
Leaving the present dry
Or do you move on
To find another lover true
Why is love said to last forever?
When it seems to come and go
Or are all the words I've heard
Been lies to ensnare my heart
Do I believe in love forever?
Or do I let go and move on
Which love is truest
The one that ends,

Or the one that begins?

NICE!!! Once again you have humbled me Big Jim.

NICE!!! Once again you have humbled me Big Jim.

NOT my internt. Just finished going thru all 26 pages, of this to list all i have posted so I don't repeat myself. Whew! there is a helluva lotta good stuff here!

Keep it coming!

Since most poets read and apprecciate other poeples poetry, what do you think of a thread for us to list Our favorite poets/poems?

edit 1: i did not mean my work. Thats for you all to judge. I was refering to the other poets works.

water
in rushes
drowning me
grasping
at mud
making sense of it all
handfuls of life
fly past me
to the sunlight
I am trapped
and the pressure is too much
contorted, I struggle
soundless screams
gurgle past
bits of refuge of my mistake
cloud my vision
the cries of my unborn daughter
the shrieks of her taken life
my mistake
as I toil
here
liquid fire
torture real
awaken to shuffle
another day

goddessness, that was excellent. very sad, but excellent.

*curtsy*

thank you....here's another....

fingertips aflame
to thee
in wonderment
a cracking strap
to feel the flame
of other's plea
and solitude
unrequited
and blessed
with souls are stripped
undressed
and I wear the color
you like best
to feel you give
to feel you live

and again
my soulful angst
intertwined in lover's paste
adhere to me
sweet precious love
tangle me
in arms of thee
and capture
and liberate me



btw your work is lovely as well.....

sounds good to me...i was thinking the same, or actually i was going to ask for some sugestions on who and what to read. since i never "formally" studied it. the wife picked up a few books at the libary:) today for me: the collected poems of maya angelou; the discovery of poetry, a field gued to reading and writing poems by frances mayes; and poetry for the soul, the 700 best loved christian poems compiled by mary batchelor. and the only book ive ever owned on poetry and writing; creative writing forms and techniques by lavonne mueller/jerry d reynolds.
hopefully these new ones will inspire me and expand my boundries. what you all think?

DARK THREADS
February 18, 2001
Dark threads
That tie together
The moments of my life
That weaves, the black fabric
That is my tapestry
That is my soul
My heart.

Black threads
Stained by love, by time. ..

sounds good to me...i was thinking the same, or actually i was going to ask for some sugestions on who and what to read. since i never "formally" studied it. the wife picked up a few books at the libary:) today for me: the collected poems of maya angelou; the discovery of poetry, a field gued to reading and writing poems by frances mayes; and poetry for the soul, the 700 best loved christian poems compiled by mary batchelor. and the only book ive ever owned on poetry and writing; creative writing forms and techniques by lavonne mueller/jerry d reynolds.
hopefully these new ones will inspire me and expand my boundries. what you all think?

Oops :oops:

I have read quite a bit of poetry, althought i have never studied poetry or its forms (someone just taught me haiku recently :) , just about all I do is natural.

but I do have fovorite poems and poets, and I thought that a thread on this might be useful to us.

hmmm, those poems were excellent Goddessness. and you should definately open that forum, I'll be there.

Done

http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=1066133#1066133

hmmm, those poems were excellent Goddessness. and you should definately open that forum, I'll be there.


wow, thank you!

Jim, I loved that last piece

hmmm, those poems were excellent Goddessness. and you should definately open that forum, I'll be there.


wow, thank you!

Jim, I loved that last piece

Thanx. Get the TM?

I envision
with jaded glare
my girlhood
from this mothered willow
with blinding scenes
of distortion
I lose your love
and gain my sorrow
cuffed again
to these bars
of would and could
and can't
I banish
my mission
and taste
my defeat
and do not allow
myself to soar
in the azure waves
of the crystal sky
to touch the clouds
of your ambrosia
I live without your nectar
forgive all of my trangressions
and allow me
to reprive
with grace
and simplicity
the life
we could
have had

heres one of mine i found also from my sailing days :)

feeling lost inside
dont know where to go
this time

need to choose the right path
before i vent this wrath

thought i was doing the right
thing
now i wonder why am i
sinking

should of known better than to
trust my life to this
dont want to jump over into
the oceanic abyss

said a prayer asking for Guidence
hoping soon to find it

reasurance found in your warmth
spirits again will soar forth

i just wanted to do the right move
you know i got a lot to prove

tired of the anger and hurt here
its bringing out my darkest fear
times passing by, useless and wasted
time to see the captain to be lambasted
sir, yes sir its been a good ride
i just wasnt made to be stuck inside

? for you now o' captain sir:
could i be a real entertainer
or am i stuck as a Navy Sailor?

yes Jim, I did. Did you get the reply?

yes Jim, I did. Did you get the reply?

Got it. It was the goddess(ness) in the name that made me ask.

Sight Denied

6-25-01

To see where sight
is sight denied
is where sad tears remain uncried
then somethings left
to rot inside
where light is dark
and sight denied

There is more to this one and you all got the raw, unrevised version. Let me type it in later and go thru the editing process.

goddessness, wow. your stuff is great

This is a personal favorite...

"Envy"

Stand there over me, watch me fade
Play with my heart and give no mercy
Tear me to shreds with your greater glory
And I'll wallow miserably in your shadow
Warm blood stains this earth
I bled from my veins the lust for power
Watch the people crowd in fear
Around the fallen corpse of me, who wanted respect
Couldn't you have given, paid notice
To he who loitered alone in the streets
If I bled your blood would I gain what I wanted
And happiness would come if you would fade
You stole my image, my life, my meaning
And the forgiveness that for so long stung me
Has at last faded with the memories of happiness
Watch me as I descend, and laugh at me
But when you're gone, I'll thrive again.

Envy. Such a nice emotion.

goddessness, wow. your stuff is great


thank you so much, I really enjoyed reading yours as well

i wrote this one about a month ago...hmm, lets see if you can see "who" this is dedicated to :)

flamers and haters

why you being such a d*ckhead
buying all the propaganda you been fed

come in hear with nothing to say
all you do is flame and hate all day

are you high, drunk or just an ass
think for yourself,
be independent,
bitchass

every single thread you
come on and hate
just why you got to
violate

i dont understand your ignorance
and deception
all you do is flame, hate, and
cause comotion

so all your haters and flamers
heres what to do
open your mind and think for you

listen to others
before you go any further
then swallow your pride and hate
and maybe you'll change your fate

goddessness, wow. your stuff is great


thank you so much, I really enjoyed reading yours as well

:D

You know, my view on things: It takes A LOT of effort to write a bad poem.

You know, my view on things: It takes A LOT of effort to write a bad poem.


that is so sweet...lol

It wasn't meant to be sweet, it's meant to be damn serious. I hardly ever see a bad poem... in fact, I've only seen 2. And I forgot what they were called.

It wasn't meant to be sweet, it's meant to be damn serious. I hardly ever see a bad poem... in fact, I've only seen 2. And I forgot what they were called.


lol...shoooosh...for a minute i thought you were talking about my last two :) (hmmm....or was he/she :? :? )

I have seen a few, but I am of the mind that if your heart is in something, it can't be all bad....

You wished

to be granted the power
dominion of the lesser sex
for someone to carry your load
hot and sour you gave it to me
muscles far superior to mine
I had no choice

I cried and begged
forgiveness and mercy
you made me say I love you
I did not know your name
but I now carried your child

the flesh was torn
the spirit bruised
I waited in silence to hear
the heartbeat of
your unborn child
and decided,
with malice for you
and love for me
to send it to
the darker place
where someone could care for it
more than I
she still haunts me

Alright, in regards to you Culebra, I am a he, and I haven't seen anything of yours that is bad... yet. You can always put in effort to make a bad poem, and prove me wrong...

That's a good view on writing stuff too, Goddessness.

i wrote this one about a month ago...hmm, lets see if you can see "who" this is dedicated to :)

flamers and haters

why you being such a d*ckhead
buying all the propaganda you been fed

come in hear with nothing to say
all you do is flame and hate all day

are you high, drunk or just an ass
think for yourself,
be independent,
bitchass

every single thread you
come on and hate
just why you got to
violate

i dont understand your ignorance
and deception
all you do is flame, hate, and
cause comotion

so all your haters and flamers
heres what to do
open your mind and think for you

listen to others
before you go any further
then swallow your pride and hate
and maybe you'll change your fate

Not likely a fate to change
just an empty heart, an idiot
A set to

IGNORE

i wrote this one about a month ago...hmm, lets see if you can see "who" this is dedicated to :)

flamers and haters

why you being such a d*ckhead
buying all the propaganda you been fed

come in hear with nothing to say
all you do is flame and hate all day

are you high, drunk or just an ass
think for yourself,
be independent,
bitchass

every single thread you
come on and hate
just why you got to
violate

i dont understand your ignorance
and deception
all you do is flame, hate, and
cause comotion

so all your haters and flamers
heres what to do
open your mind and think for you

listen to others
before you go any further
then swallow your pride and hate
and maybe you'll change your fate

Not likely a fate to change
just an empty heart, an idiot
A set to

IGNORE

Deceiving in the innocence of ignorancy
Hiding the fear that they hold within their breast
Feeling the pain well up inside them
Because the knowledge of inferiority is too much to bear.

"Because the knowledge of inferiority is too much to bear."



love that

Thank you. Feel free to use it.

joy,
its there
in the voice
of strangers
laughing
at the little things
Joy is there
in the meeting of friends
at
places you
do not expect
like a fellow poet
that laughs with
me
when we joke around
smiling at the things
having good times
when
my best friend
calls me up
and we poke fun at things
I
talk about my girlfriend
and how we first met
after school, a haircut was what I
needed
My hair was near afro
it
stuck up in odd places
like an anime cartoon
joy, the places it appears
often times its there the
most

I feel I have to recognise andifemale on this one, she'll know why

:):)i see im not the only one whos had emotions run high or bothered by my previous poems "subjects" i wrote it at luchtime at work after getting po'd at someone. im part scots-irish and german. shorttempered but easy to forgive and forget. and if write about it, its quicker to forgive and as jim p put it, ignore :):)

Dance

April 10, 1994

Magics dance goes round and round
We dance around the flames
Like moths attracted to the light, the heat
We dance and play our games

Magics dance goes round and round
Anger burns away our truths
Igniting passions, rages, pains, the hearts
Are rent by anger’s

One
Truth

Magic’s dance goes round and round
Seeking inward,
Prey upon your heart
Ask the questions,
heart will know
Again the dance we start

We dance the dance
Of magics game
We dance the night
Away in flames

Look into my eyes and see
The darkness where
We dance together,

You and me

"Light"

Violate me and hope for reality
Penetrate me and never see
Watch me and ponder conceptionality
Discover me and know anarchy

Watch the light dance on the flesh
Water in the burning sun
Watch the light trace its rays
Over and over those who've gone

Fear me and know spirituality
Attack me and know your mentality
Push me and learn the meaning of discovery
Love me and know eternity

The light still dances on my skin
Burning its patterns through my dark
Your eyes flaming into my head
And you still like to think that I'll have a heart

Witness me and know no mercy
Punish me without hesitation and you might see
Discovery is within the confines of maturity
Grab hold of me and never again breathe

This damned light still stinging at me
Try to liberate what torment I have
This fucking light blinding me
And nothing will show you what I am.

good.

Die

January 16, 2000

How do you know to love?
How do you know how?
When the wind whistles and screams
Into your heart
How do you know
What castles passion builds
What to say
Where to start
Then in a brief moment
Your chance goes all astray
How do you know?
Love is mute
Not a thing
To say
And when you love mutely
Never saying
Trying (so hard!)
Not to bother to feel
Does it matter?
Does not a heart
Die?

Nice.

love is one of the only things that is as mean as hate

good
nice

one more word

another untitled one to my love :)

tonight ive exposed my soul
everything i held in
ive now let go

now the rain as stopped pouring
down
feels so bright and warm with you
around

this fright i feel inside
taking my heart for a bumpy
ride
i know you feel it too
becuase our love is so true

although the rain has started
to fade
it still may come back to drench us
in pain
but girl the storm wont
be back
well take this walk together
avoiding evils attack

thinking we've been through this before
but i know we havent
wondering where each of us was before
but now we found it
its hard to explain how you saved my
spirit
taken my heart into your hands,
shaped and changed it
the thunder in the distance silenced
for the minute

yea girl the storm is leaving today
were together
its fading away

together well say goodbye to
the storm of broken heart
no longer worried
about being apart

not easy saying goodbye to the past
girl together our love will always last

:D everyone's got such great stuff tonight (i need inspiration!)

I dunno if you guys are getting slightly POed with my excessive posting of my work, but whatever, if you want me to stop, just ask. I'm sure I must get boring after awhile.

"Emperor"

What good are you
You've never done anything right
Failed to serve your God
Failed to serve your master
You struggle and fight, yet what good can you do
You never could please
Insignificant and miniscule
Depraved of all reality
Pursue your mindless dreams
Your no more than vermin
Chase for the exist, keep running
But your freedom from my will will never come
You want your own life
You wish to be free from my will
Then satisfy my thirst
Or be my damned slave.

"Light"

Violate me and hope for reality
Penetrate me and never see
Watch me and ponder conceptionality
Discover me and know anarchy

Watch the light dance on the flesh
Water in the burning sun
Watch the light trace its rays
Over and over those who've gone

Fear me and know spirituality
Attack me and know your mentality
Push me and learn the meaning of discovery
Love me and know eternity

The light still dances on my skin
Burning its patterns through my dark
Your eyes flaming into my head
And you still like to think that I'll have a heart

Witness me and know no mercy
Punish me without hesitation and you might see
Discovery is within the confines of maturity
Grab hold of me and never again breathe

This damned light still stinging at me
Try to liberate what torment I have
This f--- light blinding me
And nothing will show you what I am.

i like it alot :) :)

i think we all feel that we post too much...i also thinks no one minds... to me poetry is hard to get bored of, so keep posting man!

Heh... give it a couple days...

Oh yea, and that "Light" one, I thought that up on the spot... heh... Least in this topic I can keep my stuff from getting scattered all over my PC and keep it in one place.

Hope
November 27, 1994
I let the world take its price
From my soul, hoping
For a return on my investment

Hope glows in your heart
And the waters of life try
Forever to quench the fire
And the world takes its price
On your soul, although
The price is high it is paid
In full, with the fire
Of hope that glows within
Your heart

The shadows that encroach
Upon your light, your warmth
So cold, frightening. The dark
Tries too kill the light of hope

Within the darkness, the shadows
Huddles a small shivering childe
So alone and afraid. Yet warmed
By the hope that glows within
His heart.

Heh... give it a couple days...

Oh yea, and that "Light" one, I thought that up on the spot... heh... Least in this topic I can keep my stuff from getting scattered all over my PC and keep it in one place.

lol..i know. i spent half an hour looking for that "flamers and haters" one. we did just move so dont have everything unpacked yet, and got to many different notebooks and papers laying around with stuff on it. this is great as it gives me motivation to actually edit and put it somewhere "permanent". and if anyone ever tells anyone not to post anymore, then their just jeolous or something, keep it up.

Heh... give it a couple days...

Oh yea, and that "Light" one, I thought that up on the spot... heh... Least in this topic I can keep my stuff from getting scattered all over my PC and keep it in one place.

lol..i know. i spent half an hour looking for that "flamers and haters" one. we did just move so dont have everything unpacked yet, and got to many different notebooks and papers laying around with stuff on it. this is great as it gives me motivation to actually edit and put it somewhere "permanent". and if anyone ever tells anyone not to post anymore, then their just jeolous or something, keep it up.
Not jealous, Just- un talented

Ohh! I wrote this one yesterday!

"Self-Righteous"

Watch the faces laughing at me
Bettering through my losss
Watch the light fade from my eyes
Diminished yet unforgot
Superiority flows in vein
Bittersweet, my rage
But what if you bled
Would that aura leave you?

I'll see you stand just to fall
Let you walk then make you crawl
What makes you great? Self-righteous
Give me blood so its let out
Parent, child, self-righteous

Watch you make the rules and laws
Only for me to defy
Hear you screaming your points
Chaotic and unnoticed, we go hand-in-hand
Maturing perfection reflecting conceptions
Conceptions of your arrogance
Feeling blackness crushing us helpless
Blinded by our idiocy

I'll see you stand just to fall
Let you walk then make you crawl
What makes you great? Self-righteous
Give me blood so its let out
Parent, child, self-righteous

Hey, another one, too.

"Demon"

My own blood
What should I love
Why I can't help but despise
This creature and beast that bore me
Helped me through the hard times
So why do I hate you?

Your voice is my enemy
Your thoughts my bane
Your words and life are my pain
You cow, you whore
What have you done
To make me loathe you?

Demon, beastly and wretched
Leave me be
The thought of your life
Crushing my own
Banish without a trace
And by that prove you are no demon.

Wrote this yesterday when I was pissed at my mom... go figure. And just kinda pissed in general. Meh.

Oh yea, just curious, how old are you guys? I mean, I wanna know how old you are just because I wanna get a better idea of who's pumping this out.

Ohh! I wrote this one yesterday!

"Self-Righteous"

Watch the faces laughing at me
Bettering through my losss
Watch the light fade from my eyes
Diminished yet unforgot
Superiority flows in vein
Bittersweet, my rage
But what if you bled
Would that aura leave you?

I'll see you stand just to fall
Let you walk then make you crawl
What makes you great? Self-righteous
Give me blood so its let out
Parent, child, self-righteous

Watch you make the rules and laws
Only for me to defy
Hear you screaming your points
Chaotic and unnoticed, we go hand-in-hand
Maturing perfection reflecting conceptions
Conceptions of your arrogance
Feeling blackness crushing us helpless
Blinded by our idiocy

I'll see you stand just to fall
Let you walk then make you crawl
What makes you great? Self-righteous
Give me blood so its let out
Parent, child, self-righteous

Keep going!. Damn this is good.

15

I'm 17, and I'm also Kaose

Dance in softend age
where you're daughter sings astray
but never silence

her voice

What can I say, I don't have much time on my hands and I'm well-educated... ummm... here. There are none left in my journal before or after my hitlist, so, umm... what else.. too lazy to check my weblog. Ummm, there are probably scores of papers lying around in my binders, but do I wanna dig them out? Not really.. so here, tell me if this sounds good. I'm kind of feeling this way anyways.

"Lonely"

I knew you would always be with me
Through even the hardest of times
You've never broken your word
But where have you gone now?

I'll stare into the mirror, watch myself
And the image will change
Recollections of you and I
You who I've always loved

When this pain grows too great
And the isolation is so strong
The memories will come back
Hurt me inside again
Rip out my heart, so lonely

The writing on the wall
Will it never fade
The days tacked end on end
Those hours I've spent here without you

Biting at my last ends of sanity
Forcing myself to go on
Unable to feel you here by me
Without you, the snow grows colder

Hate you, Love you
I can't tell the difference anymore
My heart has frozen over
Loathe you, cherish you
Please come back to me
I can't take this on my own

When this pain grows too great
And the isolation is so strong
The memories will come back
Hurt me inside again
Rip out my heart, so lonely.

Now if only she weren't in Newfoundland and I could actually be with her right now...

Btw: I'm 13, 14 in September

that sucks about your loneliness, but it generates kick-ass poetry. i really dig your stuff

love doughts ( i just made up the title, the words are from the begining of my marriage or pre-marriage. heck we only dated 5 months so who knows :) )

you tell me to live with this
hate
you say im damned by my
dark fate
give me this moment of
peace
will this pain ever
cease

tring to make it through this life
wondering if i need a wife
dont want a screaming kid
rather get high and drop acid

everythings great when were
f*cking
but are you listening when im
talking
sorry babe
i aint no babysitter
but i wont hide
i aint a quitter

thinking you got me wrapped
around your finger
wonder if ill stay
any longer

hate the feeling of being alone
but its all ive know along the way
dont want a ball and chain
are you the best or is there a better
lay

promise to love me forever
will you break my heart if i linger

feeling like an animal pulled from
nature
my wandering spirit i must
nurture

you think im paronoid and living
my past
hey woman this is how i shall
last
if you want me babe
learn to fight
other wise ill be gone
at first light

i
oftentimes find myself
sitting here with nothing
to do, except that i
am
continously waiting for something
exciting to pull me in
so i can get lost in it's
crazy
unreality and never go back
to the life i'd leave
behind, thinking why
can't
it come sooner than
any minute now, could
it be that talking to
you
will bring the climax
of my day or am i just getting
my hopes up... only time will
tell

Btw: I'm 13, 14 in September

wow... you remind me of me... lol i really got into poetry around that age :D

chuckles silently at andi's poem, for no concievable reason, or is it?

Sure, why not. Were you a weird freaky person in a trenchcoat, leather, and black too?

"Vile"

Vicious and vindictive
Idiotic and indifferent
Lethargic and lude
Evil eludes

Watch the darkness creep
When the lights come out and no longer shield
Evil this way won't yield
Have your warning young child
The light will last long
Something vile this way comes

Voracious and vulgar
Irredeemable imbecile
Lost and lonely
Enemies will engage

The night will crawl in
Through the bedroom windows
The candles will fade
And the walls will live again
Nevermind that beast you've heard
Something vile this way is coming for you

Forget the pain that crawls in your head
Enjoy the thought of comforting light
And then you shall begin to realize
Regrettably, your only companion is fear.

Watch the lights fade again
Another wicked night
The beasts now in your head
Will manifest themselves under your bed
They're coming for you, hush child, don't scream
For that vile creature is coming for you.

Life
rusted
on hinges
rarely opened
in the light
blasphemous poses
steal my innocence
a blood stained sheet

it was then that I
cried for my life
it was there that I
decided
to live
with judgements
and follies
here
and there
I find the wall
and the door

show my face again
to life's great promise
it smiled at me
and gave me you

chuckles silently at andi's poem, for no concievable reason, or is it?

:wink: shhhh

I like your style andi!

I like your style andi!

thanx! ya get it?

I'm really idiotic if I can't quite grasp the subliminality of this... someone wanna explain?

I'm really idiotic if I can't quite grasp the subliminality of this... someone wanna explain?

look at the poem carefully man... you'll see it eventually

I like your style andi!

thanx! ya get it?


*giggle* :lol:

Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh, now I get it! What is it?

Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh, now I get it! What is it?

lol, what is what? what's new about the style?

goddessness: well, can't you tell??

I don't think I'm gonna be let in on it. Meh, whatever.

dude, its REALLY obvious

I don't think I'm gonna be let in on it. Meh, whatever.

heetu found it on an earlier page

I dunno, I'm shot up on caffeine, I've been up for several days on end, and I'm listening to heavy metal while being dead tired. You think I'm going to notice much of anything right now?

I dunno, I'm shot up on caffeine, I've been up for several days on end, and I'm listening to heavy metal while being dead tired. You think I'm going to notice much of anything right now?

poor thing, why've you stayed up that long?

dude, al you have to do is READ BETWEEN THE LINES, and fight out what andi's poem and my "joy" one have in common

I really don't know. Well, yes I do. Let's see. I was spending 2 days on end talking to my girlfriend before she went off to Newfoundland because I've had nothing better to do. I've been guzzling Jolt Colas by the 6-packs to stay awake, and now that she's left, I can't go to bed before 5 in the morning or there goes my whole biological clock. Explaned? Lol...

lol, again i say, poor guy... where are you posting from anyway?

Hi everyone.

Just wanted to say I enjoy reading the poems on here.

thanks danya :D

Southern California, home PC... the thing's a real piece of shit. And don't pity me, I cringe at the thought of being pitied...

well, I'll tell you the thing. all of the single word lines form a statement

thanks danya :D

No prob.

I wish I could express myself better, but I gave up.

Southern California, home PC... the thing's a real piece of shit. And don't pity me, I cringe at the thought of being pitied...

k *wipes all thoughts of pity from mind* :D

do ya get it yet perg?

That's better. Now I don't feel so pathetic, heh. Anyways, back to the heavy metal, jolt cola, and hoping I haven't entirely fried my brains to the damn wall.

"i am crazy, can't you tell"

my hidden meaning behind my light-hearted joy poem about my friends and generally being happy was "joy, laughing at me when I needed it most"

do you like it?

Dum de doo... Back to writing about my constant dark topics.

"Purge"

Beads of sweat on a pale forehead
Reflect your deceit and show reality
Drip to the floor and make the mirror
And then you will truely see

This evil welling up in us
Raging in the body
Controlling the mind
Forcing our folly

Let me free
Let me run through the woods
Show me the spirit I have lost
This pain is all for you
Remove the evil and the senseless rage
The world will thrive in my eyes
Remove my form from your mind
Annihilate the black in you

He's the holiest of all the men
Preaching his condemning words
Doesn't he see we need a push more
Reignite our love for the world

The pain is my love
The love will soon die
The death will be great
The greatness will fly

When pain escapes the greatest ones
And dances with morality
This hate will cease and we will be
Those who deserve our fantasy

Let me free
Let me run through the woods
Show me the spirit I have lost
This pain is all for you
Remove the evil and the senseless rage
The world will thrive in my eyes
Remove my form from your mind
Annihilate the black in you

Was listening to Feurrader when I wrote this. Gave me a good rhythm to write too... heh.

Oh yea, if you were asking me if I liked your thing, Andifemale, I did.

Oh yea, if you were asking me if I liked your thing, Andifemale, I did.

cool

Nothing
comes close
to this feeling I feel
when the idea comes
it razes all it sees
until it
is
the only thing thats there
beckoning mercilessly
write me or right me
I do not care which one
but do it now!
As
i right it on this paper
to appease its dark demand
forcing me to do its bidding
it
is the tyrant of my soul
inspiration tearing my apart
at my very
seams

Nothing
comes close
to this feeling I feel
when the idea comes
it razes all it sees
until it
is
the only thing thats there
beckoning mercilessly
write me or right me
I do not car which one
but do it now!
As
i right it on this paper
to appease its demand
forcing me to do its bidding
it
is the tyrant of my soul
insiration tearing my apart
at my very
seams

wow wow wow... you never cease to amaze me, i think you've captured that perfectly!!

one that's lacking in the style, but oh well...

isn't it crazy how
things work out
the way they do
sometimes i wonder
what would happen
if i were in control
would i still be me
would you still be you
isn't it funny
how you can
work things out
perfectly in your
head but they
never turn out
no matter how hard
you try to acheive
your perfect fantasy

Hey, it's another one of those annoying 1 word line thingies with the subliminal messages..

hehehe, I had to

I noticed...

Hey, it's another one of those annoying 1 word line thingies with the subliminal messages..

annoying? :?

working behind the computer
time is flying by
while I need to
get
some sleep however the night
has just been over
so while I wait and see if I can get
to
concentrate a little on the work
ahead of me I keep
longing for my soft warm
bed

I just spout phrases. Don't mind me... it was like that one time I called this little kid a fucker but didn't intend to, then his mom came up and I accidentally started spouting off her being a raging bitch PMS whore.

its horrendously annoying andi :wink:

I just spout phrases. Don't mind me... it was like that one time I called this little kid a f--- but didn't intend to, then his mom came up and I accidentally started spouting off her being a raging bitch PMS whore.

lovely... lol

its horrendously annoying andi :wink:

you too? :roll: oh well then...

lol :wink:

It's nothing to soon forget.

To be is the point:
Being is an active verb -
Be all that you can.

My sword is slashing down
Cutting and killing
As it flows
I exert my soul
To intimidate my heart
As I kill
The gentle enemy

A thin film of oil
glistening on the water
creating rainbows

Black Tar

Your voice fills my head
Takes away the pain
Listen for the beat of the drum
One with the music I become
You bring your music to me
You set my soul free

Please tell me it’s not for greed
Please tell me it’s not a filthy need
Just sing a song for us
Well love you I promise

Tell me a story while I sleep
Give me a sweet ballad to weep
Wake me in the morning with a bang
Make me thrash and shout with the devils gang
Keep me going throughout the day
For your newest single I’ll pay

Do you need the platinum crown,
Will you finally put the needle down
Instead you satisfy with a black tar rush
Your words now crushed


Your songs were new to the world
Now you left behind a little girl
Some trying to follow your path
The music you loved being trashed
One of these days we’ll get it back
Bring out a new grunge attack
Rest easy my dear Cobain
Another lost to black tar and ‘caine.


:)

cobain, as it kurt?
what an amazing guy...

oh, and thats a fantastic poem, culebra... quite a worthy subject...

yea it is about kurt...wasnt meant to be when i started it was mainly just about music, but it just fit in real good. and ty for the comp :)

So many word-world
Too much information-world
Need respite, need peace

The editing is
going on furiously
so many pages

Pages long forgot
in a box lost in storage
now to pass along
:D

"Never Young Again", or otherwise, "NYA"

We've played our thoughts out hand by hand
Danced with the demons when it was cold
Warmed by the fire in desolate land
Brash and free, our souls were sold

Lived the genius, inspired by inhibition
Obeying no one's bounds
Now our lives used in extortion
We can no longer breathe under the ground

Played through our life ,alone and now cold
We're never gonna leave our holds
Now we're confined, confused and played on
Our chances to live are gone

We'll never see those great days again
Now lost in black time
What I would do knows no ends
To be free in my old mind.

Awakening

January 31, 1995
Revised July 25, 2003

Awakened to the sounds
Of you moving softly
In my room,
You look and smile, small talk.

You come and
Sit on the edge of
My bed, leaning down
You embrace me.

Then you move away
But we pause, still close
Our eyes,
Meet and spark

Both hearts shouting "Kiss me!"
For just a heartbeat
For a moment, a flash
We want each other.

We sit there longing,
For just a moment,
Then a decision is made,
For a thought not yet borne.

Your body near, your lips
Inviting, so warm,
My desire wars for you,
Or Another.

With longing
And regret

I decide
We decide

And we each

Let the other go

"Never Young Again", or otherwise, "NYA"

We've played our thoughts out hand by hand
Danced with the demons when it was cold
Warmed by the fire in desolate land
Brash and free, our souls were sold

Lived the genius, inspired by inhibition
Obeying no one's bounds
Now our lives used in extortion
We can no longer breathe under the ground

Played through our life ,alone and now cold
We're never gonna leave our holds
Now we're confined, confused and played on
Our chances to live are gone

We'll never see those great days again
Now lost in black time
What I would do knows no ends
To be free in my old mind.

Damn.

That is good.

It comes from wallowing through depression and wanting things to be good again.

It comes from wallowing through depression and wanting things to be good again.

Can't you tell: thats where most of mine come from :D

I think it's genetic. :lol:

You're my long lost brother?! :wink: KAMERADEN!

I was never lost
I always knew where I was
Its the world thats gone.

You're my long lost brother?! :wink: KAMERADEN!

KAMERADEN, euopean for comrade, don't know which language. When you said that I was thinking in American. sorry. :oops:

No need to be ashamed. Kameraden is German, I think. I don't even really know myself: all I know is that it means comrade.

*voice whispers out of the blue*
Kameraden is dutch... In German its Kamerade

*voice whispers out of the blue*
Kameraden is dutch... In German its Kamerade

regardless I add another word to my vocabulary. I am From the usa. we steal words like nobodies buisness. :lol:

So am I. We also stole words like "foo", "dawg", and all that other crap... either that, or some idiot made them up.

*can't resist the urge to reply to this one :D *

You most certainly stole 'apartheid', that's definitely a dutch word.

So am I. We also stole words like "foo", "dawg", and all that other crap... either that, or some idiot made them up.

Yah, but alittle part of my mind speaks a LITTLE part of several languages, and I learn more every day. :lol:

Yup. Sounds like me, too. Listen to me speak Spanish.

Taco.
Burrito.
Enchilada.

Yup, there you have it, spanish. :lol:

Yup. Sounds like me, too. Listen to me speak Spanish.

Taco.
Burrito.
Enchilada.

Yup, there you have it, spanish. :lol:
I am a texan (no bush joke please)

Tu no saves espaniol?

sorry my system set to english(usa) and I am just barely funcional in spanish.

and those are mostly our word anyway.

Just thought to return this to topic:


Darkness(2)

April 11, 2003

Forever your heart
Owns mine

Until these endless eyes
Die
Until I can no longer hold
On to,
Or see
You and me

Until the flash
The one that burns

And returns us to darkness

Yup. Sounds like me, too. Listen to me speak Spanish.

Taco.
Burrito.
Enchilada.

Yup, there you have it, spanish. :lol:
I am a texan (no bush joke please)

Tu no saves espaniol?

sorry my system set to english(usa) and I am just barely funcional in spanish.

and those are mostly our word anyway.

tu no saBes espanol lol, sorry, i couldn't resist either... but you spelled it how it sounds

Yup. Sounds like me, too. Listen to me speak Spanish.

Taco.
Burrito.
Enchilada.

Yup, there you have it, spanish. :lol:
I am a texan (no bush joke please)

Tu no saves espaniol?

sorry my system set to english(usa) and I am just barely funcional in spanish.

and those are mostly our word anyway.

I speak a little, and my spelling sucks in any language.

tu no saBes espanol lol, sorry, i couldn't resist either... but you spelled it how it sounds :lol:

OOps. my typing ain't too good either

Agreeance


casted into choppy water
wet with sickled promises
with ladyfingers
grasp the sword
a freedom yet to come
they bloom and grow

in years to pass
he sighs on her
in damp completion
his one love
to see her gentle spirit
to carry him
on his journey

as time grows,
she leans on him
and gatheres sunshine
in his wake
his strength
a fortress for their love
her safety, absolute

the circle remains
again, unbroken
with first lovers struggles
long since passed
in time, in tune
with fortune's bloom
the expand
and solidify
their eternal bond

As I sit here wondering why
it's all I can do not to cry.
Allways that constant fear
it's only expression is a tear.
I wish this feeling wouldn't stay
but it hasn't yet gone away.
You were allways there for me
I guess that's not as it was meant to be.
All of a sudden you weren't there
and walked away with out a care.
You don't know what you've done
you dont even realize that you've gone.
Your mind is here but not your heart
this change is only tearing me apart.
If I could let you know
this problem would simply go.
All that you've done is justified
and wasn't meant to leave me curbside.
But how can I say that it's you
when your not at fault for anything you do.

this one was a bit... idk... it doesn't feel like my other ones... prolly because i rhyme so much in it..? idk, but it switched rhyme schemes, please tell me what ya'll think

why must you always see
through my mask of certainty
how can you always know
when or not my true colors show

i tried to make a good impression
but from you i could not hide my depression
you are the only one, you know
who was able to place a footprint on this
freshly fallen snow

how much colder this falling seemed
until you came along
and wrote in all the gracenotes
to my once melancholy song

but how can you see these feelings
that dwell within my soul
it's like you are inside my heart
yet how you got there i don't know

you're in my life - how did you come
my gaurdian angel from up above
you are the only one, you know
who could melt my mask of ice cold
snow

that was great!

hey everybody, mines on the bottom of page 33, let me knwo what you think, good or bad...

hey everybody, mines on the bottom of page 33, let me knwo what you think, good or bad...

i liked it, eb!

hey everybody, mines on the bottom of page 33, let me knwo what you think, good or bad...

i liked it, eb!
thanks, are you being honest and you can say no

hey everybody, mines on the bottom of page 33, let me knwo what you think, good or bad...

i liked it, eb!
thanks, are you being honest and you can say no

no really, i do. i've been there before... expresses it nicely, imo

'twas mad at my parents in 8th grade...

*all because of poetry*

you get mad when i don't do as i'm told
you yell, you scold
and eventually i get grounded from
talking to my friends - the ones i love
but ah hah! i have found a way
to disobey
hear me talk! i speak! i'm a chatterbox!
and it's all because of poetry
you cannot stop me, i cannot get in trouble
for voicing my thoughts
writen silently but heard so very loud
on some ripped, torn, battered piece
of notebook paper
a piece of my life!!!

:D 8) it's my favorite one to perform

k, someone else's turn...

Total silence
Screams in the backround
Gun shots in the air
I fall to the ground

Laying here
Just one more wish
Passes through my mind
"One more kiss"

The room gets dark
As i begin to die
Did he think I was a fool?
That I would fall for that lie?

I'm not going to die
I just wont tolerate it
I will never be as low
As a bottomless pit

I stand up
With a hole in my head
I'm so alive
But mostly dead

As I walk with pain
Through the house of death
I stop for one moment
And take a deep breathe

What has happened to me?
I'm laughing with no fun
Where will I end up?
Is my life already done?

I grab the knife off the table
And try to scream
No words from my mouth
Is this a dream?

No one here
No mom or dad
Is this right or wrong?
Is this good or bad?

I'm sorry for being so foul
For not doing what you say
Please forgive me
And take me back on this day

A week passes
I'm still laying in my bed
I am so alive
But mostly dead


That's my worst one. I think all of yours are the bombests.

wow, elena, if that's you worst one, you must be amazing...

Swirling whirling
Hate is all you know
Bashing, hurling
At love you strike a blow
Destroying, enjoying
Rejection takes its toll
Upsetting, annoying
From diamonds you make coal
Lashing, slashing
With no enemy to kill
Stabbing, clashing
Your own blood you spill
Praying, slaying
Desperate for a foe
Running, staying
Nowhere left to go
Lying, dying
Love is an illusion
Boasting, crying
Burying confusion
Baiting, hating
At yourself you turn
Razing, raiding
Your own soul
you burn

Here's my latest, enjoy!

man ya'll are good!

i don't know if i posted this one yet, but oh well... ya'll won't hate me if it's here twice, will ya?

steal me away from my life today
don't take me back no matter what they say
or threat or beg or plead or sigh or pray
just please save me from my disarray

steal me away from my doubts and my fears
from the painful memories throughout my years
or unkind words or jeers or unsaid sorrys or peers
just please save me from my myriad of tears

steal me away from myself, my mind
inside there are melancholy thoughts to find
or outraged or embarrassef or hurtfull or unkind
just please save my life from being blind

steal me away from being Alone
so the world cannot hear my inncontent moan
or cry or shout or lonely groan
just please save me from my heart of stone

8 april 2003

g'morning all :D

just thought i'd start the day w/ a quote by my fave poet...

to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human being can fight and never stop fighting. - e.e. cummings

are you fighting the hardest fight? :wink: i love that one

I think I'll start with my favorite quote, too: "Before anything ever gets better, it's gonna get a whole hell of a lot worse." -Me

Uh huh... anyways, here's another one from me.

"Goddess"

Walk among the mortal men
Each one doomed to die
Traverse among the jealous people
Who can't help but watch you go
Your steps are grace, your voice music to ears
Sight of you stopts the world cold
Envy of every human
Crushing the spirits as you pass
You can't help what you've become
But everyone knows who you are
There is never a day where you're ignored
Images of you trace the billboards
Symbolizing perfection in a stereotyped box
Your beauty is only so limited
But on the outside, to everyone
You are a goddess
Fortunate for you, the few who know
Just what you truely are
Will not be heard

This is kinda a shitty one I wrote this morning. Then again, it's morning and I've just woken up.

perg - poems written when ya just wake up tend not to make sense (well, that's how ti is here anway). imo, you got the point across well.

Freedom for the damned

Freedom for the damned
They thought they had wings
They thought they could fly
But like Icaruss' wings
Dreams Melted

A shimmer of light
A branch about to snap
All to hold on to

Trying to warm at the flame of a candle
In the winter snow

Haunted are their minds
By questions and regrets

And they ask themselves
Was the short flight worth it, why did I reach for the star
Was it worth trading the blurry grey for te cold black
just for a glimpse of sun

Their questions not answered by the wise
but by the throw of dice
that shows them another sun

*just feels like critiquing today* Ah.. that was beautiful, Goth. Not sure the title matches the entire poem, though..

yeah, couldn't figure a title, so i took the first line

Ah, makes sense. Could suggest a title for it, if I think of one?

All I Want

All i want is something real
and to not be afraid of what i feel
To let love back into my heart
and find my way out of the dark

All i want is to know what's true
and learn to say goodbye to you
To discover what i want to find
and leave all of this pain behind

That sounds like it would make a really awesome song.

I can hear it now.. :)

Ah, makes sense. Could suggest a title for it, if I think of one?

Sure...they are just feelings, written on a page of a forum of a game
Generic amongst millions of other pages...the only exception of this one holding my feelings...

Ey, you make poems sound like.. I don't know.. kindergarten scribbles, or something.

LOL Sparren, thanks

I'll honour this page with carrying thelm too

Solitude

Everytime his eyes see the dreadful sign
that he used to love
a thousand maggots eat at his heart
reminding him of his mistakes

Each Line he reads, jabs at his eyes
Bound by his own code,
one seemed to be lost by the rest of the world
he stands by his principles
Eventhough they condemn him to silence

No-one to hear his sorrow
No-one to share his pain
wanting to talk, yet having no voice

His past too vivid, his present too delicate
Not wanting to lose anything ever again
His mask never drops.


Does the title fit Sparren?

Rangerville- I can't tell if you're being sarcastic..

Goth- Yes, it does. I love that poem, as well. Tres beautific, and quite striking to me..

No, i'm not being sarcastic, were you?...lol

Not me.. nope, never sarcastic. >_>

: p Anyway, are you going to put any poems up here?

The Manticore
In the treasure chamber of a temple
Safe from the outside world
Sits the Manticore statue

The help of a goddess
the rogue makes her way
and steals the manticore's ruby

The statue awakens
The fear and confusion
The flash of a paw
The chip off the stone
The rogue to flee

The faith to come
Unknown to all

The wind of emotion
corroding the pillars of reason

The pillars corroded? The ceiling collapsed?
The entrance caved in? Emotions shut out?

A life in darkness, or destruction

Or will there come another rogue
Another chip in the jewel
Or will she be a crafter of jewels?
Mending the broken stone

The night of uncertainty falls
The weeks of doubt go by
The months of chance fly
the years of judgement to come

Yet still the manticore statue sits
Graceful and elegant as ever
Yet no-one there to see
When tears roll over his stone cheeks

The spotlights on him
His eyes blind
Still he plays his part

Alone on the stage
A crowd in the hall
Seeking the wisdom in his words

He gives it all
All of himself
While he stands alone
in th spotlight, on the stage

A friend to all
True friends with none
And under the make-up
The eternal entertainer
Hides his grief

Playing his part
in the spotlight, on the stage
stands a hollow shell

Very nice.

blacklist

Got to keep you off my
Mind
You’re too much my kind
Already stuck in my heart
Must let you go before
The hurt

Girl just take a walk down my
Memory
You’re too much of a lady
For me
Filled with trust and care
You know I want to stay
Here
My soul wants you to stay
But my heart is ready for you
To walk away

Don’t want you on my
Blacklist
Better leave before I raise
My fist
Don’t know if you want to
Take this risk

Girl cant you see the pain
My body shakes from
The thunder and rain
Want to make this together
But can our love last forever

Now it’s getting late
Can’t make you wait
Better show you the door
You don’t want any more

Rest easy girl
Don’t you cry
Don’t think it was
All a lie
Just wont let you sink
Into my demise

Going to leave you alone
Can’t let you back so soon
Protect you from my blackest
Dreams
Hurting you will only make
Me scream
I’ve been cursed and deemed
Forgettable
More time alone to shake
And tremble

Standing there
With that smile on your face
You try and try
To take his place

You'll do almost anything
To get her under control
But to tell you the truth
Your not on a roll

To get you away
Is my desire
Because my heart is red
Flameing with fire

Even though
He is dead
You will never take part
You will never be the head


Heh. I wrote that just now. It sucks.

Standing there
With that smile on your face
You try and try
To take his place

You'll do almost anything
To get her under control
But to tell you the truth
Your not on a roll

To get you away
Is my desire
Because my heart is red
Flameing with fire

Even though
He is dead
You will never take part
You will never be the head


Heh. I wrote that just now. It sucks.

i like it...kinda goes with the last one i just did :)

looking up at
you
from the floor
i want to know
can
you save me
from the snow

this might sound funny if you don't know how i use "snow" in my poems... i like the irony of it (how it can kill and save... make me feel happy or depressed... i use it as depression most the time). but i just made it up now. what d'ya'll think

i liked it, its good to make the reader think :)

i liked it, its good to make the reader think :)

a fave poet of mine once said something to the effect that poetry is alive if the readers thinking about it... i like to write things that make sure it 'lives' :)

destiny's blue eyes
I defiantly stare back
tell me not of fate

destiny's blue eyes
I defiantly stare back
tell me not of fate

!! :D !! (in other words... that's awesome!)

Again I Look

January 31, 2001

It becomes my care
When no one else is there
Just to rip
And scream
It becomes my heart

I never knew how much treasure
Is this wealth,
Of magic,
The treasure
Of the heart?

Is it mine or am I its?
Again I look

To see.

sweet

jeepers, I go away for a day and there is too much to respond too. It is so cool to see this thread getting this much attention. New ppl all the time too.

Coolness

I performed at poetry reading for teens last Thursday. Most of the readers were between 11 and 17. There were some older poets too, but it was mostly for and by the younger ones. Some really nice stuff was read. This one young lady came up to read and she was crying even before she started. I thought she had a cold or something at first, but I found out after, that her mom had refused to come listen to her read. She had called and asked and her mom said, "I don't feel like coming." This reading has been in the works since last fall!

I read this one for the small kids that were there.

There's a werewolf in my basement
He's only 7 ft 3
and what can be the use of him
is more than I can see.

His mail's addressed to "Mr. Fang"
He reads the "Rolling Stones"
He gobbles all my puppy's food
and steals all her bones.

He drives a coal-black SUV
He's on the internet
He keeps in touch with AOL
and hides from the IRS

He's a plumber in the daytime
Howls at the moon at night
He likes to go to carinivals
and give the girls a fright

There's a werewolf in my basement
He's moving to Texas soon
I know I'll miss him when he goes
he keeps the kids........amused.

Thread grows like bamboo
Shoots up straight, high - spreads like moss:
So much poetry...

ok heres a string of haikus that i used in my blog to summarize whats been going on in my life recently:

my days summed up in
this. tears of anger and joy
have graced me again

dancing like crazy
gives my life a joy that i
could not find elsewhere

ive said goodbye to
someone so close in my heart
ive left it behind

i have fears the size
of mountains. and regrets, too.
why did i sign up?

work to be done
im finishing my laundry
then i'll go and pack

miss independant
dumb song, but its kind of true
partially, i guess

same with lauryn hill
but her music is better
the lyrics just fit

cafe du cache
my brother wrote the music
its quite a success

and now ive written
a haiku that expresses what
i cant with plain words

**a

I wrote a poem this morning in French.. I know practically no one here is going to be able to understand it, but that's all right. :P

Note: I wouldn't suggest translating it on AltaVista, because that would probably mess the whole thing up... but you can if you want to. Besides, I'm not a Francophone, so it's already messed up to begin with. Just to warn you. - Spar

La Fenêtre

Il y a une fenêtre ici
et chaque jour je donne
sur le rue en bas et me demande
Quelle est la bonne chose
que pousse tout-le-monde là-bas?
Pourquoi il n'y a pas
les rues déserts
les parcs silencieux
les personnes tristes?
Et pendant que je me demand
un autre jeune heureux cour dessous
ma fenêtre de prison.

Care to give a translation? Some words I can make out on a common sense basis, although I may not be correct. But, what does it say?

Sure.. (sorry that took so long- my computer is being stupid.)

The Window

There is a window here
and each day I look out
on the street below and wonder
what drives the whole world out there?
Why are there not
deserted roads
silent parks
mournful people?
And while I ponder this
another happy child runs beneath
my prison window.

Alright, now I can really appreciate that. Nice work.

*"Harlequin Child"

Tell me what you are
What made you the way that we see
When nature rejects its own child
And sets the beasts among men

Show me how you've come so far
Creatures that might be
Things from my dreams most wild
Hoped that they would end

Warped and disgusting
Horrid and unloving
Not even your mother can respect you now
Strange and profound
Odd yet unbound
You shouldn't be allowed to walk among us
Just try and show me
Show me what lies under your own skin

When you can't walk
Not even your own want you
What the hell did you do to yourself
To become a living Harlequin child

People will begin to talk
Only to regret over you
When your own body will melt
And expose what evil lies inside

*I hope you all know what Harlequin Ichthyosis is, but for those of you who don't, it's a gruesome birth defect, and one that'll probably make you wonder what the hell nature did to make it. Hope that helps to explain some of the context. If you want to see what a Harlequin looks like, feel free to check Google, but I'll warn you, you'll probably think it's the most disgusting thing you'll ever see... I think it's cool, lol.

"Eternity in a Kiss"

All of my standards are torn
By a new kind of lust
Something in me is born
Something else turns to dust

They stole from my senses
They left my brain poor
All of my defenses
Aren’t there any more

Why are you kissing?
Why I am staring?
Everything I’m missing
Is right here, blaring

Why is my breath rendered short?
Why can’t I force myself turn away?
Why I am taking comfort
In the fact that you two are ‘that way’?

Why can’t I run from this?
I imagine what must be there
Inside this beauty filled kiss
I see you run hands through her hair

A regular day in the mall
Harmless home of capitalism
Spattered my values on the wall
By the shock of lesbianism

I know you’re practically flaunting
How can I like the sight of who’s on your lips?
Why do I continue my wanting
That it isn’t a ‘boy friend’s hand on my hips?

Now he’s taking me away
And he’s laughing at the sight
Two girls happen to be gay
What an unfortunate blight

I always thought he was fine
But now my brain has had a curl
I’ve seen the forbidden wine
Now the one for me is a girl

My mind is enlightened
My soul has been marked
I’m no longer frightened
Of what is there in my heart

The moments we keep for eternity
Shouldn’t be thought of as sappy
I’ve found out my identity
And I’ve never been so happy
~~~~

I hope you liked it

very good...i was moved :) :) :) :)

Nice. :D

There's on last poetry of mine that I haven't finish... But if I did, it'll be too long to put up here and everyone will be upset, SO! I'm going to put it up now and see your opinion about it...

Trails of the Heart
Shane’s Story

Empty
No other word could explain how I feel now.
Here in this sea of darkness
I am alone
Only to be comforted by guilt.

How can I come to this place?
I yell on top of my lungs
Asking what I deserve to have
This?

This dark and empty dungeon
Which I am chained in
Shedding only evil light
From a smoldered window.

This emptiness and despair
Inside of me
Boiling, toiling
Devouring me away to
Nothing.

Nothing

Am I
Nothing
Now?

It must be for,
With my keen elvin eyes,
Only rotten broken bits of chairs and
Ghastly and gory chains
Circumference me,
Showing the darken side of
Good and Justice
Peace and Love.

I sigh in resign
As I listen to my yell
Bounce off walls into the gloom
And try to remember what I have done.
What I have done…

I thought back
Back to when I showed
Love,
Back more to were I heard
The news,
No, back to the very beginning
When He went away,
Zelgadis.

Yes, I remember that
Fateful day when he left
Forever.

Standing near my
Untouchable love,
Amelia, we wished him off
For his divine mission for
The Mother of Beings,
Lord of Nightmares.
(Or known to many common,
L-sama)

My dear Amelia and I
Never know what this
Short-term quest is about.
But we know She is with him,
Through and through.

I sigh in the present,
As I look on to this brief
Moment.
I only wish She were,
For a month or so later
The princess of Justice
Received news that he is
No more.

My life & fair lady refused to
Believed her married spouse of oath
Return to the earth and dust,
Unless his stone, cold body
In front to touch.


What do you think?

I personally find it interesting... I'm sure if I had the backstory behind all the perspectives for the characters youre writing from, it would be even better.

Perspective

Larkin wrote about
"The strength and pain of being
young", when he was old.

On Hold

I’m just waiting here,
Bidding my time.
Starting to slip, I’m
Loosing my mind.
How much longer?
I don’t know
Just got a feeling I
Must go.

Still doing my service in T.H.U.
Let me tell ya its not
For you
No, it’s not that hard
Just nothing to do
Just pray for you orders
To soon come through

What will I do today?
Get guard duty or run
“Chucks” on their way?
Inside the barracks tensions
Are high
Some are cool but others
Lie
Thank God for todays liberty
It saves them from feeling me

Well go shoot some hoop
Or take a limo for a loop
Hopefully its out of your
System
When the day finally
Ends
Time now to hit the rack
Its twenty-two-hundred
End of the day’s attacks
So for now farewell from
Temporary Hold
I got to go before my
Mind explodes

another from my days in the Navy :)

Stagnant (On Hold part 2)

Punished for a crime
I already did my time
Waited five years
Before I came here

Came with high expectations
Tried to lay some foundation
Ended boot camp filled with
Pride
Thought the upcoming hold
Would be a short ride
Woke that morning thinking all
Would be well
Now seven weeks later still
In hell

Starting to get frustrated
Living life stagnated
Got to get out of this place
How much longer to show
My face
Let me back into the world
Seek it out then with my girl
Go back to what I do best
Put this issue aside and give
It a rest
Forget it all in a puff of
Smoke
This is the end of my T.H.U.
Joke.

Crysalis

July 4, 2002
R July 27, 2003

The children outgrow you
And then themselves
Wondering

Wandering
Where they will find themselves

And remember you

It is our children
Who teach us to be humble,
Each day make us new

oh you know you're wrong
just to stubbourn to admit
that for once i'm right

you never were there
when i needed you the most
why am i to blame?

are you that da** blind
you can't see the obvious
infront of your face

we should end this now
we've both been hurt way too much
kiss this friend goodbye!

(i liked the poem as a series of haiku style... i wrote this on the spot cuz i'm rather angry at a friend of mine right now...)

Velvet

Silken fingers
Intertwine
Satin Ribbons
Ties that bind

Softly winding
Velvet touch
Endless hours
All too much

Teasing laughter
Hearts desire
Perfect pleasure
Souls on fire

Sweet surrender
Forever mine
Tender loving
For all time

Implode

if you are what you say you are
I had lost you before I knew you
my search had ended with my birth
the copper taste of my sweet blood
bad filled your knife's blade
and I believe your eyes had seen
me die without breath to tell you
that I would be
what you think I am
and what I had
always hoped to be

Rain falls in drizzles
Love, in torrents of the heart
Both grow into floods

Progress through struggle

Passionate anger
Drives us forward, makes us strong
We shall overcome!

that was good Rub Girl. Damn good. here's my new one for the night.

Since boredom clenched its fist
The music has no sound
And I felt not her kiss
My soul was not around
The food tastes like ashes
Since depression caught a hold
Her touch is like whiplashes
And The sun akin to cold

Completing all the stages
(The game that can’t be played)
Jotting down the letters
(The Hope that didn’t stay)
Breaking rules that will not bend
(Hoping for attention)
just another nameless victim
Of the day that wouldn’t end

*untitled 004*

anything to stay
daggers into my heart like fire blades into
ice
pain, fear
i cant go
not today, not tomorrow
never
ever
maybe next week
i dont know

chains to my door
will tell you how passionate i am
to stay
locks on my ankles to the ground
will show you how determined i am
to remain here
i cant miss this segment of my life
of your life

do you hear my voice crying?
do you see the rivers i have created?
wont you realize...


(thats all for now... ive got to go... dont expect any posts from me until next monday)

Birthday party

Imagination!
Painted face of Chetah, now
growl, run and claw

Balloon shapes into
anything, killer whale, cat,
mouse, dog..POP! dog gone

Cake is gooey mess
Candles drip wax on colored
icing. Blow them out!

oh you know you're wrong
just to stubbourn to admit
that for once i'm right

you never were there
when i needed you the most
why am i to blame?

are you that da** blind
you can't see the obvious
infront of your face

we should end this now
we've both been hurt way too much
kiss this friend goodbye!

(i liked the poem as a series of haiku style... i wrote this on the spot cuz i'm rather angry at a friend of mine right now...)

always a pleasure reading yours andi, keep em comin!

Avia gone till monday
No more reading one word mini-
poems
buried
within

that was andi Heetu, and occaisonally me (I stole her Idea)

thanks kaose.... likewise with yours!

ooops! sorry Andi.
I apologize for get-
ting you two mixed up

"the page cannot be displayed"
this always leaves me dismayed
why does even dsl not help
should i cry or let out a yelp
computers fast and furious
still cant tame the curious
will we ever have a "page
cannot be displayed" free day?
or is this just part of the
new millinium way?

:) or i could have just bumped it but this was more fun :) :)

Ah, so true, Culebra.. *shakes head sadly*

I have a poem, but it's extremely mushy love stuff, so I'm debating whether to put it up or not.. : p

sparren...POST it...:) noone here will say anything, unless you ask them to critique. ive posted several "mushy"things myself. hell, love is one of the best emotions to write about as its so powerfull :) so put it up :)

Ah, sure. Why not. *copypastes*

How many times
Have I looked at you
And never seen you looking back?
How many times
Have I wished I could be the one
Standing on your arm?
A hundred times, a thousand
And every time
It’s like you’ve stabbed me in the heart
Because I can’t bear thinking
That it’s not me you love
And yet at the same time I know
That you would never be happy
with me anyway…

Synopsis of my life

I was born,
Now I'm here.

Well, that was... abrupt.. o_O

We like synopsis
For, as we said before, with
words, less can be more

:)

We like synopsis
For, as we said before, with
words, less can be more

:)

or more can
be less for we think
we are all

Ah, sure. Why not. *copypastes*

How many times
Have I looked at you
And never seen you looking back?
How many times
Have I wished I could be the one
Standing on your arm?
A hundred times, a thousand
And every time
It’s like you’ve stabbed me in the heart
Because I can’t bear thinking
That it’s not me you love
And yet at the same time I know
That you would never be happy
with me anyway…

Good.

Reflections of my shadow
September 5, 1995

A reflection of my shadow
Moves in my window pane before me
Three times removed from reality
Just the reflection of my shadow on the wall.

Perhaps I should pity the reflection
Of my shadow
For it has never known the joys
I once knew holding my lover and my childe
Being just a reflection of a shadow on the wall

But no!
My shadow and reflection hold my envy
For they have never known the pain
Or shed a tear
When your lover loves no more
And takes your childe away

And all that you have left
Is the reflection
Of your shadow
On the
Wall

Pain of Sight
February
Your children built this
This economy the way to think
You built your lies
And
It is in your eyes darkness
That WE were borne
It hurts when you realize
That we see through you

Somewhere in me is where
Your angels fear
Yes, even your god
Fears
To tread
To tread into where I've gone

Can't you see?
That pain is not the ultimate
That you must answer to us
And know where we see

And where we Have seen
Isn’t that,
The ultimate
Pain.

No one ever asked me
What it means to see
And the All I get to See.
You never ask about the pain.

But still I See.

A Satanic Haiku

Berry's Nationstates
So many ass-kissing swine
Call a Mod and whine

Copyright 2003
His Most Poetic Majesty
Satan

A Christian Haiku

Christianity
The Cult of the Hanging Jew
Kill and eat your God

Copyright 2003
His Most Poetic Majesty
Satan

Guess what this describes:

Made-up history
A victim mentality
A faith for fat chicks

Copyright 2003
His Most Poetic Majesty
Satan

Judge

You see me a white man.
You say, “Hey white brother”
Then you see me with my Latin wife
And call me a “****** lover”.

You see me a white man
You say, “Hey what’s up brother?”
Then you see me with my wife
And say, “damn he stole a sister”

You see me a white man
I’m listening to some rock n roll
You think in your head “damn
I bet he has some trailer hole”

You see me a white man
I’m listening to some hip/hop and rap
You think what’s up with this guy
Why’s he listen to this ****** crap?

You see me a white man
I’m listening to some salsa and reggae
You curse me in Spanish and then
Roll away

You see me a white man
On my truck I have a Puerto Rican flag
You curse me and call me
Commie fag.

You see me a white man
It’s all good in the country while hunting
Then you see my wife and wonder
Why you got to go colored for your fucking

You see me a man
I’m walking the streets with my wife
You stop and say hello,
Smile and ask how’s life.

Confused

I kneel at the alter and pray
Why dear sister are you gay?
I’m sorry if I come off blunt
But is this the lifestyle you really want?
I know about your mother and
Ex-husband
I know about how the torture never
Seemed to end
I truly understand being lost and
Confused
For I’ve been there to beaten,
Rejected, and bruised
You raised your little girl
Into a full grown woman
I worry about her and who
Is her new man?
My dear sister we love you so
Probably more than you’ll ever
Know
I wish I could take away the pain
That caused your distrust.
And remember my sister,
Ill never look at you in disgust.
For you are my blood, you are my kin
Even if your lifestyle is a serious
Sin.
You’ve done well on your own,
Made good of you life.
I still think you would of made one
Heck of a wife
For us on the sidelines we’ll just pray
And wait
Hoping God gives you the power to
Change your fate

we love you sis.

worried, anxious, alone and confused
why was i the last to know you'll be
gone
in two days for a week
with people i'd never trust
with
my damn dog let alone
my boyfriend's life... i'm afraid
the
pot'll take over their minds when
they're driving, smoking, windows half open so the
wind
will cool them but won't take all
the damn smoke away....
i love you, but if you get hurt
i'll never forgive you

i wrote this on the spot too. i really dislike how things in my life are going right now.but oh well, i guess the plus is more poetry, right?