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 Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2005 6:09 pm
Drowning
((I wrote this this morning. IT sounded better but gaia crashed just as I went to post it -_-))
Drowning is just like breathing
like the eb and flow of time
Drowning is like the ocean
peaceful and sublime
Drowning is just like a gun
with the bullets on the ground
Drowning is just like a knife
blood on its blade
Drowning is like a nap
after running a long time
Drowning is just not breathing
like not thinking or living
Drowning is just like dieing
but your just taking a long nap.
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 6:31 pm
My turn!
They tell me
"Look in the mirror. who do you see?"
I say "The only person I see
Is me"
They shake their heads. "Sorry wrong answer"
And show me the real mirror.
The one, not like a funhouse mirror
not made to show us what we are supposed to look like.
But what we are.what we really are
"How was I to know that the world is so abstract?"
I say
They just shake their heads
and laugh
In the world truth isn't easily noticed.
But every once in a while we are allowed to peer into that little hole in the neighbors door
To see, what they really, are
and to see, that we are just like them. So vile and horrid
That even the not-so-beautiful ones shy away.
never coming back
And as all this comes together in one giant load of s**t
we will never be able to explain it,
that's the lesson we're supposed to learn,
yes, that's what they had in mind.
Because that's what they think that we should believe.
So they can live free.
While we are tied to a rock in the middle of the sea
while a storm rages, and we drown our thoughts, in the thunder
Fierce, so fierce we must be
to take this story as fine, and truth
that we should never learn,
never, really, see...
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2005 6:33 pm
That's really good revanstar. I've started making my poems longer. I used to love Haiku
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 6:23 am
Green
By me..just now..
Green is the color its known by
It makes people blind by red of rage
Because of another who stole the heart of one
Of a person dear and love.
Green is its color
It can throw you into a black pit of depression
All because they have what you can not obtain
Green is its color, green as the tress
Green is the color, the color of evny and jelosye
We are green because of love
We are green because of greed
We are green because we want and we need
Some say they look good in green, and that may be true
But I would reather not be green,
because it pains me through and through.
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2005 6:39 am
Whats in a name
Whats in a name?
Why do we fuss over such a little thing?
Whats in a name I say
To what use is such a thing?
Please wont you tell me,
whats in a name?
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 4:56 pm
(I am sooo alone! crying Ahh whatever. )
A poem I wrote before I told my bestfriend i liked her. Last summer I think.
To tell you
To tell you the truth
I would not even consider
Life would be over in my world
If that's all it is
One big secret
One big lie
One big world
Under the sky
To tell you the truth
Would end me and you
Would end all I am
I can't get through
I couldn't see your face
When I told you the truth
You just turned away
and left me sitting on the roof
Why did it happen?
Why did I tell?
Why did I let you yell?
Over already
Before it even started
Cut down the middle
Of me and you
It sucks, I know, but I was depressed.
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 5:04 pm
@Kotekeke_Skies: i liked it and well i see why you might have been depressed
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Posted: Wed Jan 19, 2005 5:19 pm
(It's funny sonce now my friend and I joke about it. Nothing really changed between us. Go me! blaugh )
Next poem:
Air flows past me in a semi-circle
I can't breath without coughing
Words burning inside my mind.
Thick fog blocking my thoughts
Cold as snow
hard as iron
frozen over
yet still pumping
red blood on the table top
an honest mistake I say
Too late it is
I serve my master
the rules that I broke
I seem to write semi-decent poems when I'm depressed. stare
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2005 7:32 am
Heres my sappy pome. redface
Like a sweet lallby
like the flow of time
Easy as breathing
simple as being
Like pitter patter of the rain
Bright as the stars
It warms the heart and soul
like a fire on w inters night
Easy as breathing
simple as being
Easy to love you
hard to live with out you
Its the sound of your voice that swons me
The whisper of your touch that warms me
Easy as breathing
Simple as being
Hard to belive I can live with out you
Easy to see how I can be in love with you
Easy as breathing
simple as being
I love you dearest
and its hard to live with out you
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Posted: Thu Jan 20, 2005 12:38 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2005 8:49 am
The fruit of walking home at 8pm at night when I'm sick and insperatioin hits me.
[No title]
I'm caught between yesterday and tomarrow
The days of my partents and the futchur of pre-schol children
I'm a old soul, whos mind is wise like a well age woman
My spirit is younge, filled with laughter and light
My body is of a child
Whos hands are as un-word as the soil beneeth my feet
And like the leaves in the fall,
I age and change, till my body matches my soul
To wonder the world, looking for a kinder spirit much like my own
Till these days become tomarrows yesterdays.
I am in the middle, btween being a child and becoming a adult.
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2005 10:09 am
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2005 12:48 pm
I dunno, I just wrote this one, it isn't all that spiffy, but I tohught I'd try it out, warning, it barely rhymes!
The tides came in but they never came out.
I drank your poisen but never did spit it out,
and crying the ocean won't make a difference.
My blood pumped never ceasing.
The lies that you said,
always
always
always
stayed the same.
Any now your finally gone,
but this time, I can't be the one to let go.
I'm spitting out your poisen, though in my heart,
I know you'll always forever love me.
I can't let go of it.
So as much as this will hurt.
I need you to know,
I love you so
I love you so
I love you so
I love you so.
But I'll forget, and I'll forgive
I'll regret this forever.
Till our love dies away
Till our love dies away
Till our love dies away
The ending came out really differnt, I mean to write I'll never foregive&never ofrget, but for some reason that is what my hand wrote, so I let is stay that way. Please rate for feeling, then rate again for how good it was in all.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 7:49 am
Urgh... I haven't been in the guild in ages... ^^; sweatdrop Guess I'll post here... whee
Quiet Night
Quiet night.
A city resting.
Only night owls-
Insomniacs among the suburbs
Celebrate the dark,
Savouring the collected calm,
Cherishing the wordless presence of the sleeping.
Quiet night.
Silence accentuating
The allure of the mundane.
Layer of dust lie undisturbed,
Misplaced cup, a dripping tap.
Night veils them with unspoken charm.
One which is drowned in the hubbub of day.
Quiet night.
In pictures and paintings,
Frozen smiles radiate blessings
As the household dreams undisturbed,
In dreams which much may transpire.
But dreamer even so will wake safe and warm,
Ready for any coming storm.
Quiet night.
A click of a light switch.
It is dark.
Sleep enters,
And now it is again
A quiet night.
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Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 1:48 pm
This was a poem i wrote a long time ago after my brother passed away.
Never
You never told me,
that it was going to happen.
You never told me,
That you were going to leave.
You never told me,
That it was time.
It is just like,
I never told you,
That I loved you.
I never had enough time.
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