5 minute poetry

[semysane]

MP37a, that was seriously kickass. Damn. Wow.

[Osterbaum]

You try hard
I know
But your reasons,
Them I doubt

They seem right
They seem good
But don't take me for a fool
I see through

You say this
And mean that
While many believe you
But I don't do

So grab your things
You're not staying
You hurt my feelings
Thats what I'm saying

No your gone
And I dont regret
Anything you made me do

[Thaumaturge]

This is based on a story that I read long ago.

A stranger travelled, by hill and dale,
From where he came unknown.
Wandering without aim,
He came upon the town.

The villagers were fearful,
The traveller could see.
But could not read within their eyes,
Whether what they feared was he.

The villagers sent out a man,
Their spokesman shaking right.
The man called the traveller in;
The town was not safe by night.

Inside by lamp and hearthlight,
The villagers told their tale.
By night a troll their villiage prowled,
To its human prey a bale.

The traveller listened closely,
His eyes the flame did meet.
When the story reached its end,
He rose up to his feet.

The traveller took up his staff,
And strode out to the night.
The villagers looked on in fear,
A few bemoaned his plight.

The darkling square was quiet,
As the troll entered sight.
Its arms were long, its tall back curved,
Its lank frame lit by moonlight.

The troll smiled cruelly,
Seeing prey so near.
The traveller stood boldly,
Holding back his fear.

The traveller swung his staff,
Broke it on his foe,
The troll came on regardless,
It's stony hide no mark did show.

The pair locked arms and grappled,
Each bent on the other's unmaking.
Mountain stone unbending,
Human will unbreaking.

All through the night the wrestled,
Neither gaining ground.
But human strength will fail,
Mountain stone stays sound.

The troll's opponent weakened,
His struggles would soon be ceased.
His death was greeted finally,
By a glimmering in the East.

The troll roared out its victory,
It thought the battle won.
It never looked behind it,
To see the rising sun.

The sun's light caught the troll,
As it bellowed its triumphal tone,
The sun engulfed its flesh,
and left it solid stone.

[semysane]

Very good. I love a poem that tells a tale.

[videogamerz2000]

Words on a computer screen,
essays,
reports,
research,
is it all nessicary?

Looking blankly into space,
searching for ideas,
words,
pictures,
or even a thought.

Past issues,
school work,
home work,
work from the office,
how does it compare to comfort?

Is hard work the key?
What if it fails?
Will it be worth it or will it go down the tube?

I find myself,
typing endlessy,
to others,
online,
close by,
or far away,
do they even care?

If it's all work and no play,
count me out.
How can you be rewarded,
if all is naught for future happiness?
What if the future closes soon?
What will happen then?
I continue to type,
as do others,
to see sight of the distant future....

(Sorry if my spelling's off today, or something)

[Funka Genocide]

Lost in transit
Along the way
Misplaced by someone
I could not say

I know not
I wish I did
That I sought
With little hope

I seem to find
Without trouble
What’s left behind
Becomes tomorrow

Framed in joy
A silent picture
Torn right through
My heart, a puncture

Tied with care
An empty ribbon
A scene to share
With anyone

Wrote with love
An endless song
Sang to those
Known all along

To be true
And friends they stay
Lonely minds
Are hearts I say

Erick Diaz 24 May, 2004

[Unknowner]

Lost among the conversations
Sudden
Flashing
Inspiration
Comes, and just as quickly fades away from sight again
Not merely reconfiguration
Of aged concepts,
Past creations
Original precept
Now flows from the pen
Magnum opus,
Masterpiece it's not, but
at the very least
A gift.
From the Muse.


~U
...I think so Brain, but wouldn't the slurpees give the hedgehogs brainfreezes?

[Unknowner]

This is part of a rock opera I'm slowly piecing together... or the lyrics thereto, anyway. Purely metaphoric, but I think it's pretty good.

~SCReWS~
Hold me fast
Hold me tight
Hold together
One more night
Walls about
Protect me
Hold me in
Don't let me see
Flesh and girders
Wood and steel
Bind together
What be...

Real...

Stand
On the outside
And look in.
Know
Only hate
For this sinner
Even tho' you love the sin...
Slave no matter
Where I turn
No matter what
I choose
And I can't hold
These beams
From falling
Anymore...

The screws
Are coming loose...

Peering out
Of battered frame
Gaze at what
I cannot tame
Broken window
Drafty, yet
Cannot stem
This tide of sweat
Hear it groan
And flex and creak
Mind and roof
Begin to leak

Stand
On the outside
Looking in
Know
Hate for the sinner,
Though you love the sin
Slave no matter
Where I go
No matter what
I choose
Can't hold these beams
From fallin' anymore...
`Cause the screws are coming loose.

Voice within
Compels me
Shows me just
What they won't see
Rain outside
Is raging on,
And storm within
Now shakes the stone
Cracked foundation,
Failing heart
Cell or shelter...
It falls apart
Stand on the outside lookin' in
Hate the sinner, love the sin
Slave no matter where I go,
No matter what I choose
Can't hold these beams from fallin' anymore
`Cause the screws...

Bend and flex and snap and groan
Popping knotholes, creaking bones
No more can these steel threads hold,
Crushed by pressure, cracked by cold...
Stand on the outside lookin' in
Hate the sinner, love the sin
Slave no matter where I go,
No matter what I choose
Can't hold these beams from fallin' anymore
`Cause the screws are comin' loose...

Sickness
Creeping
Are you
Sleeping?
Cannot feel
Anymore
Lost for
All time
Within
My mind
Waiting for
The opened door

And

As the walls decay and dissapear
I find myself no longer here
No more tears
No more fear
No shame
No endless blame
Beat your game
Gone insane
I've changed...
and...
These crumbling walls won't hold me anymore...
The
Screws...
Have...
Come..
Loose.


~U
...Alice Cooper could kick Marilyn Manson's pasty tuchus around the block any day.

[Funka Genocide]

hey unknowner, they don't like double posting around here, so next time you should just edit your last post. The same thing happened to me when I first started posting on this forum, and I'm just trying to spread the good word. If you haven't read the rules yet you should, they clear a lot of things up. Cool poem by the way!

[Unknowner]

`k, I'll remember that one... and thanks! ^^

~U
...who hath learn-ed his lesson well...