A Poem Thread

Discussion in 'Art & Culture' started by Angelus, Nov 9, 2002.

  1. wesmorris Nerd Overlord - we(s):1 of N Valued Senior Member

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    okay, you've stumped me. what walls?
     
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  3. pumpkinsaren'torange Registered Senior Member

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    those walls *points*

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  7. pumpkinsaren'torange Registered Senior Member

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    Spookz and the disappearing posts!

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  8. Pollux V Ra Bless America Registered Senior Member

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    Absolutely. By the time I was finished I was shaking and sweating all over my body, the mere thought of writing those is enough to make my heart pump hard enough to be visible under my chest.

    What do other people think?
     
  9. spookz Banned Banned

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    plagiarised from net. but i still made the effort!
     
  10. spookz Banned Banned

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    easy on the refresh button!
     
  11. wesmorris Nerd Overlord - we(s):1 of N Valued Senior Member

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    it's crazy cuz on some days I feel so wicked smart. hehe.. you're doing a find job of squashing that feeling.

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  12. pumpkinsaren'torange Registered Senior Member

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    yeah, spookz, it's the thought that counts.

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    and, Pollux, you must certainly get into your writing if you are experiencing such bodily goings-ons.

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    your stuff is good.
     
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  15. Pollux V Ra Bless America Registered Senior Member

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    The whole purpose of both poems is to impress a girl, actually...

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    In this writing class we're going to share everything we're supposed to have written at once, she'll read it eventually and hopefully go nuts.
     
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    I never could see in something I never believed,

    But you are the only piece that would fit my empty eyes.

    Please—, I want to hold you again, in my arms while we dance

    I need to connect with the love of my life—
     
  18. grazzhoppa yawwn Valued Senior Member

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    Whats coming baby?
    Why can’t you save me?
    I’m deep in trouble and can’t get out myself
    But I count on the way you feel
    Inside of my own realm
    But I can’t get out and I need to give a shout…out…out
    To the people high above…looking for some silly little scrub
    So they can topoff their mugs with some barly colored ale.
    And…That’s…how..I came about..in my home town and stop thinking bout my hell…that I face everyday in my own way…and I can’t get out tonight…with out a fight of life…that I’m prepared to lose in a 1-2-3-KO-me-see and I never wannad be in situation of my….


    Whats coming baby?
    Why can’t you save me?
    I’m coming out of myself and into…the world
    The bright lights are twinkling but I can’t stop thinking on my own
    Bout the way we took it home into the night…into the night…into the night-and we took off byselves in a Chevy I regeared to our racing standards of a bastard that took over me..took over me….took…over….m…e.
    One step closer and I can’t stand to feel pain of armored hands across my chest and overhead to the black sky of my demise.and I can’t bear to see this guy . And….
    Get…a..way-- into the inno-cence.
    That I can’t prouncesoran
    To the race and out of place
    Can’t stop wishing about my own kitchen in the attic of my old caustic house
    The scathing of my lathe-and pain-in-the-rain of one old happy man just smiling while he’s holding back the faint.
    Get…a..way-- into the inno-cence.
    Of a frightened little dog looking for hogs that it can chew and spit ‘em later-in-my-lather for my dirty, nasty haters-of-the-nation.

    :bugeye:

    I don't know what I was on when I put that one down

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  19. spookz Banned Banned

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    I never could see in something I never believed,

    But you are the only piece that would fit my empty eyes.

    Please—, I want to hold you again, in my arms while we dance

    I need to connect with the love of my life—




    sorry grazz
    it can never be
    for i am spoken for
    and my heart
    belongs to another

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  20. EvilPoet I am what I am Registered Senior Member

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    No words

    No words will suffice when good is being sacrificed. The wounds they cut deep, trouble is all you'll reap.
    You think you know it all? I've got news, all fools fall. Think you are king of the world? All I see is stupidity
    unfurled. Selling false hope, snake oil, and lies. A hypocritical wolf in a sheep's disguise. I loathe you, you
    make me sick. You're nothing but a bloodsucking tick. You childish egotistical piece of toxic waste, slither
    back from whence you came posthaste!

    ©2000
     
  21. EvilPoet I am what I am Registered Senior Member

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    Ripped Apart

    My heart is heavy, your words sliced deep.
    Broken into pieces, my spirit treads a fine line.
    On a road going nowhere moving at light speed,
    I see the truth of what I am through your eyes.
    No more words, no more chances, all hope is gone.
    Decisions change everything, all I said meant nothing.

    ©1999
     
  22. Nascere Restless Soul Registered Senior Member

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    heh i like those 2
    nice
     
  23. storni topological frog Registered Senior Member

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    vague

    the night has become clear two minutes ago,
    and, for some reason, your words seduce me.
    no bach in the warm air, just trois gymnopedies.

    there was a recondite, now fulgurous,
    emotional emanation,
    inexorable quintessence.

    have your quite words built this rustic confidence?

    i thought it would be today
    but then the sublime night faced us, and
    its exuberant beauty
    did not bring your presence among shadows.

    and i do not believe you will observe
    the quivering hope, the silent doubt,
    waiting for an answer.

    sometimes life inhales a mist of scenes
    of an extricated disorder.
    sometimes the souls just do not form
    curved nor concentric universes.

    one just has to feel and cope with the silence
    and pretend, and ask,
    is there anything more casual?

    the rhythm is broken, fine irony.
    i think i may love you
    satie is gone now,
    i feel relief.


    -storni (1/18/3)
     

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