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10-20-2005, 02:37 PM
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Oh hi! :D
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: Currently in reality!
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*after debating, posts*
"All I love" One girl Came true Knew all Thick walls Never felt Love of shallow Shallow love First was Singer true And fell For his song Soft words Worn close So far away Love of music Music love And next Warrior true Fell deep Inside bloom First eyes First cries Cared for Love of other Other love And then Broken true found self Steadied through Self-reflected Smiled now Love of mirror Mirror love And now Scattered true Broken shards Wailing notes Torn threads Shadowed self Love of dark Darkened love And when spoken true Still together Put back again Not too much Just one love Love of all All I love... |
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10-20-2005, 08:56 PM
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Stranger in a strange land.
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: Walla Walla, WA.
Posts: 2,846
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More premise poems
'Drive in the Desert'
Road goes on never ending heat bears down condescending wipe your brow crank up the fan coolant low in deadly lands far from home and far from safe landscape simple all the same shape no landmarks no guiding light only desert in your sight. ----------- 'Ash' Invading permeating slips through the air down to the earth up to the sky kills all of worth covers all blankets, muffles silent but deadly part of a medly nature's own wrath dares you to laugh fills your lungs kills your spirit though it rains none can hear it colors melt and fade away blue and green now fade to grey. ---------- 'Nature' Through raging rivers to slithering streams from all around within our dreams shades of green and blue and brown Seen in the sky and on the ground it breathes the air it breathes the sea under the waves above the clouds within the forest stands tall and proud a raging wind a gentle breeze torrential rain and falling leaves flowers in bloom sun overhead ice over rivers snow for the sled unpredicted, and untamed Mother Nature, aptly named. ---------- 'Just quiet here' Silence here no need to breathe just quiet here no civil creed flowing here a place to think nothing near just near a brink lying here relax completely sighing here just lax, releasing just quiet here no worries or fear just quiet here in this blue sphere... Just quiet here.
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You know, I'd put up something witty and clever right now, but eh. I'm lazy.
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10-21-2005, 01:41 AM
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Cyberpunk Detective
Join Date: Nov 2003
Posts: 1,477
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Box
Box box. It's a box! Four corners! What's that make? Cube cube. It's a cube! Four corners! What's that make? Monitor monitor. It's a monitor! Four corners! What's that make? Tower tower. It's a tower! Four corners! What's that make? It's a box, and a cube, and a monitor, and a tower. Four squares in a cube. Four monitors with a tower. What's that make? Neither a box nor a cube, mind you. What's that make? 48 corners!
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10-21-2005, 01:11 PM
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Check mate.
Join Date: Nov 2003
Location: Down your pants.
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Friendships can flourish, but they can also die
like a rose against a wall, sometimes just passed by by the eager eyes, which have no want to pause no reason to linger; to look, there's no cause no time for alarm or even small concern from the lessons we have, we live and we learn we pass on our judgements and we make up our minds based on our own interventions and thoughts left resigned when person refuses to speak their own words things left unsaid, truth left unheard No apologies from lips which have cursed the others name nothing but whips of the tongue in vain sometimes wishes, in despair, for things long past gone and as for the memories, there slowly will be none and so we shall wait, let the petals wilt and to the winds, fly for friendships can flourish, but they can also die.
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I AM FURIOUS
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10-21-2005, 02:17 PM
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Sent to the cornfield
Join Date: Apr 2004
Location: Las Vegas
Posts: 4,566
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I'm Pretty Much In Love With You
I'm bounding ever so inelegantly towards dreamland here, and still the finger travels across the sterile little buttons of its own volition. I have no will it seems, perhaps nirvana, perhaps a simple lapse in discretion caused by sleep deprivation.
I am clean, in the lingo tossed about self help groups and the Betty Ford clinic. I am a hurricane, I cannot be stopped nor contained by conventional methods, I am La Magra, I shall sup from the cleft brainpans of my defeated foes as I listen to the lamentations of their women... and then I'll offer them interior design ideas over delicious chai tea. I wonder at this moment, who it is that decided to plagiarize god so many years ago? This tale of a ruined people, a deity with a change of heart after we offed his son. I offer you no solace for the next life, only my devotion until death. In my ears this man sings, and I hear the words as a black rain. My voice finds itself amidst the rubble of a thousand catchphrases and one trick ponies. I sing this city awake while lesser men ignore the genius in their midst. In all the years we catch and release, I wonder if they ever make that journey home, swimming up this waterfall of karma only to end in a moment of carnal bliss. My only consolation the fact that living once is quite enough, a gluttonous want for emotion is sated by anorexia nervosa of the soul. I think of food as often as I do Prague, I can't even remember what country I was in... Though sustenance is bitter to these devils, a wasting thrill of cheapened laughs eats my heart out for me while the band lies dead on vinyl. Record me, I'll make the noises you desire. I shield, oh these eyes from your gaze. You pierce me without a reason, and find me speechless though endlessly prattling. The mirror laughs, it denegrates my passion. I hate that smirk, this silk and all the coins I've tossed in wishing wells that serve to feed a vagrants addiction. I wish for seconds in your arms, I dream of endless seas of you. I hold so tight, these copper parts that serve to bind my skin to breath. In longest runs we'll never win, we'll always be on top. I'm waiting for your moment, I want to be the champagne. I'm sadly mad for all that is, or rather everything... that you are love |
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10-21-2005, 04:52 PM
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Stranger in a strange land.
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: Walla Walla, WA.
Posts: 2,846
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Plains below, soaked with the blood of tortured souls
Skies above, filled with the cries of forsaken spirits Forests deep, consumed by fear and phobia Mountains high, crumbling 'neath the weight of expectation Valleys lower, overflowing, sorrowful tears Rivers sweeping, cutting wounds down to the core Stars so distant, lonliness perpetuates Each a battlefield, massacres, for gods and men alike Bells toll, coffins lowered, pyres made, towers razed Pillars crumble, losing strength from expectation Bindings sever, connection lost among the living Windows shatter, shards of love now bury deep Rooftops collapse, group supports buckled and gone Shields warping, deceit, deception overwhelming Armor piercing, illusions shattered upon the sword Reality roars, as all are bared to ravaging truth.
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You know, I'd put up something witty and clever right now, but eh. I'm lazy.
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10-25-2005, 03:26 PM
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Check mate.
Join Date: Nov 2003
Location: Down your pants.
Posts: 2,210
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Breathe
Step back Allow that whip to crack but don't bend to its power don't whimper and cower stand up through devestation You tell me to assess my situation and then make my judgements based on knowledge and solid fact imagine that You desire proof (documented paper rather sooner than later perhaps a file or two just to give you some idea that what I believe is the truth.) Calm down destress Because of course, you know best tell me to be who I am yet my whole life, you've planned because you don't trust my reason to you, it's like treason that I don't believe your lies and you can't read what's behind my eyes you just have to take my word and settle with that as concrete no longer discrete I'll make myself heard past the whip, past the scream this delerious dream where you tell me to lay down and breathe I'll watch you as you leave.
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I AM FURIOUS
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10-27-2005, 05:37 PM
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Time is something else.
Join Date: Nov 2003
Location: Wherever I am needed, I will be there.
Posts: 5,065
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This is just somethoing I wrote down acouple of nights ago. If you wanna comment on it, it's up on my DeviantArt site (it's named 'poem 2'). Tried mixing a little prose into the poem, and I liked how it turned out.
there is no then there is only now time is perception a measurement a way of showing the entropy of life time is a constant it is unstopable everyone is swept away in its tide Humans are always looking for a way to prolong, or outright stop, the effects of time's flow. Little do they seem to care about the time they waste on these preventative procedures, where they only displace time, if not outright waste it. If only they learned to cherish the time they are given, and live for the present. there is no when there is only now Dwelling on the past is also a pitfall. Everyone makes mistakes, everyone has regrets. However, everyone must learn to move on, to go forward with life. It is foolish to never reflect on the past, for it is what defines us, but it is also foolish to dwell entirely in the past, to stay there all the time, constantly revisiting events set in stone, no longer aware of the present, only the past. time is inevitable unchangeable set in the strongest of stone time is entropy decay ticking away until we die there is no when only how don't live for the future live for today
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10-28-2005, 06:59 PM
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Stranger in a strange land.
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: Walla Walla, WA.
Posts: 2,846
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Seabound Sunset
Far from the shores
blue all around mixing with red shades of the sky gentle rocking a place of peace quiet splashing distant roaring a lullaby; nature's own Salty breeze wash over me tell me tales of what could be open my eyes take in the view horizon blends colors meld sky on fire but soon put out sea overtakes a setting sun a perfect view a perfect place a perfect time a perfect peace
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You know, I'd put up something witty and clever right now, but eh. I'm lazy.
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10-29-2005, 06:37 AM
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Deus Lupus
Join Date: Nov 2003
Location: The City of Angels
Posts: 2,925
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Wake from your sleep
Dreamer lost To long you have idled lingered let the waters flow past you as you wait by the shores asleep
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"With these seven easy steps, you, too, can be the authoritarian despot of your own principality. Machiavelli, your road to happiness" "I shoot Flying Monkies!" "Christmas had it coming its what it gets for taking over thanksgiving and threatening halloween with its weapons of mass consumerism" "Death to All Fanatics!" Official RP Action God  Lycanthropic Poem "FOR YOU THE CAKE IS OVER. YOU HAVE REACHED THE END OF CAKE." -Death Krylo and BMG are apparently my bitches. |
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