5 minute poetry

[Overcast]

Damn Me:

My heart lives in hatred
of my pathetic self
Its only reason stated
I cannot express what I've felt

My loss of good words
my loser remarks
my mind is just irred
from making a start

to the one that I need
but never admit
I'm sorry to leave
without trying a bit

but I'm lost in your essence
I'm lost in your mind
so until the thoughts lessen
I won't be quite fine

[Funka Genocide]

the lines no longer come to me
a serene sort of apathy
no passion burning violently
no more words to sing
I've lost my only meaning


so drive that steel into my chest
all I want, eternal rest
no more love or foolish games
no more sexy, moody dames

no more poems, no more songs
only airheads wearing thongs
to glaze a purpose over this
pointless life, severe kiss

I just want to be a heathen
dim lights and heavy breathin'
fuck this love and romance
just let me slip into your pants

[RickZarber]

Light.
...
Sound.

The storm has come.
A cool breeze fans a weary head.

Light.
The smell of renewel.
Sound.

One storm has broken
Another builds
Builds and builds
One powerful
The other powerless

Light. Sound.

Let it brake!
I need to be washed away.

The storm fades.

Nothing.

My storm still gathers.

[WanderingActor]

See me walkin' down the road
Comin to town with vengeance
All my troubles hang on my trigger
Life is here so let's go out and play

See me kickin' around in my boots
Pickin' up the sins and carryin' em' around on my shoulders
Rollin' in the dust with devils and cowboys
Jinglin' all my change in my fingers.

Look out girls here comes the bad man
Lock up the ladies and all your souls
All my troubles hang on my trigger
I'll be talkin' trash to your head full of garbage.

Snakes are crawlin' and death is comin'
Get ready for murder cause theft is just too boring
There's too much in the world left that tastes so bitter
I'm comin' to town with hate in my hand and god in my chest.

Here I come
Here I come...
Here I come......
Remember me?

[Ink_Blot]

A Candle

The candle shines like a star.
Inside, its light doth not travel so far.
Verily, I say to you, let the candle free.
Thusly, you know its true, let the candle be.

Release it from its darkened prison,
Where the only light comes from within,
The candle can fly, let the candle free.
It is fine on its own, let the candle be.

The wax falls to the floor.
Its expression seems dour.
Why must it be pushed so low, let the candle free.
Why do you torment it so, let the candle be.

[bard master]

fallen stars,
like tears of the moonlit night,
midnight cars,
their lights a blur of red and yellow,

shady pines,
burnt orange by the streetlights,
traffic lines,
its a longway home for me,

from the airport terminal,
where i kissed goodbye my dreams,
where my life was torn appart,
and my love ripped from the seams,

a 9pm flight,
in a plane from somewhere warm,
endless seas of white,
flying above the storm,


"did it hurt?"
they asked me nicely,
"very much"
so i replied,

" well"
" we didn't feel it"
so i broke down there and cried,
and flew away before i died,

parked outside my house,
at 3 am in the morning,
the twighlights here at last,
and sunlight'll soon be dawning.

Don't wanna get no sleep,
too much coffee, in my head,
I lie there in my room,
awake, on my bed,

i go downstairs again,
and look by the door,
theres a letter there,
i chose to ignore,

she says she loved me,
and i believed her true,
but she loved so many,
the one i should of loved was you

[BlackMageGirl!]

I dunno about this one, just something off the top of my head.

Shivering
Any sunny day
Can turn cold
By the piercing winds
that blow

I do not think
We wouldmind
If we too were wind
But then, would cold people
Become cold winds?
Harsh winds, hot and heavy...
intense humans?
Breezy winds...
Easy people?
And what about the storms?
Are they the felons
Of the windy nation?

[Nikose Tyris]

*Draws out his Panpipes And quietly plays a low, haunting solo, before begining(to set the mood)*

the emptiness, near etherealness,
the jadedness I feel.
don't come near, the shadows within,
Turn me into a meal.

hate is all around, none to hold,
love, how can I?
the blood of innocents on my hands
the blood of guilty, Mine.

The cold, Iron bands that embrace me tight
they hold me too still.
I feel the madness, an inner flame,
the darkest inner light.

heal my wounds, goddess of this night.
free me from captivity.
loose me 'pon unsuspecting world
that I may set things right.
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((that one came across nicely... now I sound like an axe murderer LOL))

I stretch forth my hand,
I cleanse your stinking wound.
I rinse from thee the poison
that threatens to consume.

You fear my touch for I am
unclean; you fear to speak to me.
tell me where my touch has wounded,
that I may set it right.

Let me heal the wounds of your flesh
and maybe in time,
we shall come to know each other
and we shall heal thy mind.

[Funka Genocide]

too many people
alone or otherwise
oh so many taunting
beauty in my eye
your face exemplifies
my want of it
and pretty things
to comfort me
within my dreams
all of you
with haunted souls
and agile minds
faces of the angels
love me

[Cloud Strife]

Innocent, that's all I am,
No threat to you at all.
But all I ask is that you come
running when I call.

Just once or twice, not very long,
simple fun and pleasure.
But soon I become more than that,
A dedicated measure.

Now I'm all you ever want,
and as I have predicted,
You come back no matter what,
It's true, you are addicted.