5 minute poetry - Page 11

semysane · 05-23-2004, 07:33 PM

MP37a, that was seriously kickass. Damn. Wow.

Osterbaum · 05-24-2004, 08:24 AM

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 · 05-24-2004, 09:22 AM

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 · 05-24-2004, 01:20 PM

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

videogamerz2000 · 05-24-2004, 09:04 PM

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 · 05-24-2004, 09:13 PM

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 · 05-24-2004, 10:34 PM

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 · 05-24-2004, 11:03 PM

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 · 05-24-2004, 11:07 PM

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 · 05-25-2004, 12:55 AM

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

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

05-23-2004, 07:33 PM	#101
semysane Honourable death! Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: Canadia Posts: 99	MP37a, that was seriously kickass. Damn. Wow. __________________ :bmage: I am the Black Mage! I casts the spells that makes the peoples fall down!

05-24-2004, 08:24 AM	#102
Osterbaum The revolution will be memed! Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: FIN Posts: 5,967	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 __________________ D is for Dirty Commie! Last edited by Osterbaum; 02-22-2005 at 08:27 AM.

05-24-2004, 09:22 AM	#103
Thaumaturge Magikoopa Join Date: Mar 2004 Posts: 1,767	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. __________________ Mwa ha ha ha ha!!!! ahem. sorry.

05-24-2004, 01:20 PM	#104
semysane Honourable death! Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: Canadia Posts: 99	Very good. I love a poem that tells a tale. __________________ :bmage: I am the Black Mage! I casts the spells that makes the peoples fall down!

05-24-2004, 09:04 PM	#105
videogamerz2000 The Thunder Dragoon Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: Next door Posts: 1,253	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) __________________ Thunder Dragoon _______________________________ If I had a nickel for everytime I got drunk with, I would have a very effective nickel sock. To beat people with.

05-24-2004, 09:13 PM	#106
Funka Genocide Sent to the cornfield Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: Las Vegas Posts: 4,566	Framed in Joy 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

05-24-2004, 10:34 PM	#107
Unknowner Plaid Mage Join Date: May 2004 Location: City of Destruction, State of Denial Posts: 11	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?

05-24-2004, 11:03 PM	#108
Unknowner Plaid Mage Join Date: May 2004 Location: City of Destruction, State of Denial Posts: 11	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.

05-24-2004, 11:07 PM	#109
Funka Genocide Sent to the cornfield Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: Las Vegas Posts: 4,566	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!

05-25-2004, 12:55 AM	#110
Unknowner Plaid Mage Join Date: May 2004 Location: City of Destruction, State of Denial Posts: 11	`k, I'll remember that one... and thanks! ^^ ~U ...who hath learn-ed his lesson well...