5 minute poetry - Page 100

Lycanthrope · 04-02-2005, 04:32 AM

Is it too much to ask
to have a hand to hold
lips to kiss
and a soul to bear my own to?

QueenQeeko · 04-02-2005, 08:11 AM

^
No, it is not a big ask
And it is also not small
To feel a loneliness
And need another soul to hold

Nikose Tyris · 04-02-2005, 08:19 PM

but to find someone
willing to take proffered hand
is the greatest task
when the loneliness closes in.

The Mirror Emperor · 04-03-2005, 12:13 AM

Eighteen cheers for the birthday girl
The best 18-year old in the world
Sweet girls deserve sweet birthdays
and that's what I hope she'll have today
Hope she'll have alot of fun
Hope her gifts are way awesome
Hope this day will last awhile
so that we can see her big cute smile
I hope and wish for nothing less
than a happy birthday to our cute sweet Jess!

Happy birthday CJ. ^^

Cloud Strife · 04-03-2005, 07:28 AM

A young, weathered face looks up at clear sky,
And quietly, plaintively, simply asks why
It just keeps coming, without any end,
No rest for him, so wounds never mend.

A brief respite had been given to him,
And he started to live life on a whim
Until the clouds from the western shore
Cut off the sun, to be seen no more.

Now life is lived one day at a time,
Keepin' the mem'ries deep in his mind,
For all those good times he'd had with them
Seem to be all the joy he'll have in the end.

A young, weathered face looks up at dark sky,
And quietly, plaintively, simply asks why.

Author's note: Rest in Peace, Marc.

***RaiRai*** · 04-04-2005, 01:32 PM

Sky standing still (v.2)

Sky standing still
the orange and the blue
ripples in the winds
rains that fall on cue
little twisting mirrors
that reflect the sun
fading whites and pastels
morning just begun.

Standing on the greens
beneath the trees tall
watching gleaming mirrors
dive and loop and fall
wind playing with my hair
cool air against your skin
yet the sky, it's standing still
stirring things within.

Watching the morning pass
although she does not move
she watches us with blue eyes
she has something to prove
that our time here, precious
she won't urge us on
linger in the silence
and then, we'll move along.

BlackMageGirl! · 04-04-2005, 06:06 PM

I found my old poetry book back in high school. Thought that some of these poems were worth posting. Kinda choppy, but here is one of them.

When trying to describe feelings
Using words that are fleeting
I will explain the best I can
Using words within my span

Ignorences is like a child
Waiting to be heard
Apathy is like a book
Filled with empty words
Passion is like a fire
Burning from within
Love is like a flower
Blooming just to begin
Heart-break is like a petal
When the flower has died
Sorrow is a dark cloud
Covering up to hide

Maybe emotions just can't be defined
By other than what's felt inside.

lifebecomeslessdefined · 04-04-2005, 07:59 PM

i hate canada
canada is too cold now
crappy haiku, eh?

Funka Genocide · 04-05-2005, 08:46 AM

I can't save...
the day
myself
you

what is love then?
pain?
pleasure?
distraction?

what do I want?
happiness
emotion
you

I want you more than this life, so wasted amongst the turning days.
I desire you as nothing can, an impossibility of lust and longing.
I want your soul on my lips, your beating heart singing to me in the night.

I crave your touch more than air, or sustenance, or respect, or any other thing which has a word attached to it.

were I able to, for one moment, leave all my inhibitions aside, I would tear you apart with passion.

This love which burns me, which hurts so deep.

so deep, so deep...

This pain will afford no eloquence, it screams in basest tones.
It is my beast, my burden, an awful curse.
And I am yours completely, no questions.
Nothing, save your skin and mine.

I want you, as nothing can.

The Kneumatic Pnight · 04-06-2005, 02:14 PM

An endless field
Cloaked in wild, red ash.

Is there any way home?

04-02-2005, 04:32 AM	#991
Lycanthrope Deus Lupus Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: The City of Angels Posts: 2,925	Is it too much to ask to have a hand to hold lips to kiss and a soul to bear my own to? __________________ "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.

04-02-2005, 08:11 AM	#992
QueenQeeko Sent to the cornfield Join Date: May 2004 Posts: 1,099	To the poem above ^ No, it is not a big ask And it is also not small To feel a loneliness And need another soul to hold

04-03-2005, 12:13 AM	#994
The Mirror Emperor Enigma Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: In the depths of your mind Posts: 706	Poem not relating to the ones above Eighteen cheers for the birthday girl The best 18-year old in the world Sweet girls deserve sweet birthdays and that's what I hope she'll have today Hope she'll have alot of fun Hope her gifts are way awesome Hope this day will last awhile so that we can see her big cute smile I hope and wish for nothing less than a happy birthday to our cute sweet Jess! Happy birthday CJ. ^^ __________________ The Mirror Empire has a population of zero. Even I grow tired of myself.

04-03-2005, 07:28 AM	#995
Cloud Strife Stranger in a strange land. Join Date: Aug 2004 Location: Walla Walla, WA. Posts: 2,846	A young, weathered face looks up at clear sky, And quietly, plaintively, simply asks why It just keeps coming, without any end, No rest for him, so wounds never mend. A brief respite had been given to him, And he started to live life on a whim Until the clouds from the western shore Cut off the sun, to be seen no more. Now life is lived one day at a time, Keepin' the mem'ries deep in his mind, For all those good times he'd had with them Seem to be all the joy he'll have in the end. A young, weathered face looks up at dark sky, And quietly, plaintively, simply asks why. Author's note: Rest in Peace, Marc. __________________ You know, I'd put up something witty and clever right now, but eh. I'm lazy. Last edited by Cloud Strife; 04-03-2005 at 07:34 AM.

04-04-2005, 01:32 PM	#996
*RaiRai* Check mate. Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: Down your pants. Posts: 2,210	Sky standing still (v.2) Sky standing still the orange and the blue ripples in the winds rains that fall on cue little twisting mirrors that reflect the sun fading whites and pastels morning just begun. Standing on the greens beneath the trees tall watching gleaming mirrors dive and loop and fall wind playing with my hair cool air against your skin yet the sky, it's standing still stirring things within. Watching the morning pass although she does not move she watches us with blue eyes she has something to prove that our time here, precious she won't urge us on linger in the silence and then, we'll move along. __________________ I AM FURIOUS

04-04-2005, 06:06 PM	#997
BlackMageGirl! Oh hi! :D Join Date: Aug 2004 Location: Currently in reality! Posts: 2,688	I found my old poetry book back in high school. Thought that some of these poems were worth posting. Kinda choppy, but here is one of them. When trying to describe feelings Using words that are fleeting I will explain the best I can Using words within my span Ignorences is like a child Waiting to be heard Apathy is like a book Filled with empty words Passion is like a fire Burning from within Love is like a flower Blooming just to begin Heart-break is like a petal When the flower has died Sorrow is a dark cloud Covering up to hide Maybe emotions just can't be defined By other than what's felt inside.

04-04-2005, 07:59 PM	#998
lifebecomeslessdefined In the face Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: follow the brassies Posts: 97	i hate canada canada is too cold now crappy haiku, eh? __________________ I NEED A NEW SIGNATURE. ...and i need to get the l337 [spoiler] tech over here. i hate not having spoilerboxes.

04-05-2005, 08:46 AM	#999
Funka Genocide Sent to the cornfield Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: Las Vegas Posts: 4,566	Desire I can't save... the day myself you what is love then? pain? pleasure? distraction? what do I want? happiness emotion you I want you more than this life, so wasted amongst the turning days. I desire you as nothing can, an impossibility of lust and longing. I want your soul on my lips, your beating heart singing to me in the night. I crave your touch more than air, or sustenance, or respect, or any other thing which has a word attached to it. were I able to, for one moment, leave all my inhibitions aside, I would tear you apart with passion. This love which burns me, which hurts so deep. so deep, so deep... This pain will afford no eloquence, it screams in basest tones. It is my beast, my burden, an awful curse. And I am yours completely, no questions. Nothing, save your skin and mine. I want you, as nothing can.

04-06-2005, 02:14 PM	#1000
The Kneumatic Pnight Everfree Join Date: Oct 2004 Location: The Mythical Frontier Posts: 906	Holy crap! What am I doing writing a poem? An endless field Cloaked in wild, red ash. Is there any way home? __________________ FAILURE IS LEARNING TO ACCEPT THOSE THINGS I CANNOT CHANGE