5 minute poetry - Page 125

BlackMageGirl! · 10-20-2005, 02:37 PM

*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...

Cloud Strife · 10-20-2005, 08:56 PM

'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.

Demon with a Glass Hand · 10-21-2005, 01:41 AM

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!

***RaiRai*** · 10-21-2005, 01:11 PM

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.

Funka Genocide · 10-21-2005, 02:17 PM

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

Cloud Strife · 10-21-2005, 04:52 PM

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.

***RaiRai*** · 10-25-2005, 03:26 PM

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.

Mike McC · 10-27-2005, 05:37 PM

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

Cloud Strife · 10-28-2005, 06:59 PM

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

Lycanthrope · 10-29-2005, 06:37 AM

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

10-20-2005, 08:56 PM	#1242
Cloud Strife Stranger in a strange land. Join Date: Aug 2004 Location: Walla Walla, WA. Posts: 2,846	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. __________________ You know, I'd put up something witty and clever right now, but eh. I'm lazy.

10-21-2005, 01:41 AM	#1243
Demon with a Glass Hand Cyberpunk Detective Join Date: Nov 2003 Posts: 1,477	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! __________________ I'm surprised you haven't heard of me. I was kind of a big deal around here.

10-21-2005, 01:11 PM	#1244
*RaiRai* Check mate. Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: Down your pants. Posts: 2,210	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. __________________ I AM FURIOUS

10-21-2005, 02:17 PM	#1245
Funka Genocide Sent to the cornfield Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: Las Vegas Posts: 4,566	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

10-21-2005, 04:52 PM	#1246
Cloud Strife Stranger in a strange land. Join Date: Aug 2004 Location: Walla Walla, WA. Posts: 2,846	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. __________________ You know, I'd put up something witty and clever right now, but eh. I'm lazy.

10-20-2005, 02:37 PM	#1241
BlackMageGirl! Oh hi! :D Join Date: Aug 2004 Location: Currently in reality! Posts: 2,688	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...

10-25-2005, 03:26 PM	#1247
*RaiRai* Check mate. Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: Down your pants. Posts: 2,210	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. __________________ I AM FURIOUS

10-27-2005, 05:37 PM	#1248
Mike McC Time is something else. Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: Wherever I am needed, I will be there. Posts: 5,065	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 __________________ WHERE MIKEY IS IN 2022! tumblrs - http://werewolf.zone twitters - @itmightbemikey

10-28-2005, 06:59 PM	#1249
Cloud Strife Stranger in a strange land. Join Date: Aug 2004 Location: Walla Walla, WA. Posts: 2,846	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 __________________ You know, I'd put up something witty and clever right now, but eh. I'm lazy.

10-29-2005, 06:37 AM	#1250
Lycanthrope Deus Lupus Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: The City of Angels Posts: 2,925	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 __________________ "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.