12-06-2004, 11:58 AM | #601 |
Mekton Pilot
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I wrote this a couple years ago- Cloud might recognize it('twas in the school paper), but for the rest of you-
Beneath Cerulean Skies A distant shore A good friend The rolling seas And laughter beneath cerulean skies White clouds Green grass Moist dew Ancient memories Of laughter beneath cerulean skies Tall trees Clear brook Radiant smile Sapphire eyes Far away dreams With laughter beneath cerulean skies
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12-06-2004, 12:25 PM | #602 |
Trudeau Maniac
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He strains his eyes so he might glimpse,
An image of devine beauty. To his eyes she's a delicate Nymph, And his heart is filled with a lovers glee. As he sits there admiring her, His mind wonders at the sight. He feels within a giddy flutter, As he dreams of her in his arms at night. He dreams of snuggling by a fire place, Dreams of sleeping within her hold, To be in the presence of such grace, What if with her he could grow old? But soon his fantasy comes to and end, And cold realization dawns. For bitter memories, he comprehends, And the thoughts of pleasure gone. For nineteen years he's walked this earth, And none would give him chance. He shields his loneliness with mirth, As to not draw a glance. Two decades and never kissed, One decade since holding a hand. A life he spent without any bliss, A life he can no longer stand. So his gaze turns then to his friends, Who's intellegence, Phisique and charm, Has netted each of these men, A lover in their arms. But he jokes with them, granting laughs of Hollow, Creating the illusion of good cheer. To hide the enveloping sorrow, To hide the flowing of his tears. So he takes his leave, gone is his hope, He leaves that wonderous, lovely dove. Before his face with tears is soked, Because him she would never love. For every stranger breaks his heart, Every couple makes his soul die. So he pours his pain into his art, And himself to sleep, he cries.
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12-06-2004, 01:00 PM | #603 |
Stranger in a strange land.
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There is a man who feels alone,
Can't touch his friends, call on the phone, They all seem far away right now, He wants to visit; don't know how... Alone, misplaced, misunderstood, A great young man, we know he should Realize that he's not alone, he has friends Who would gladly be there until the end. The main hurt in his life, a lack of love, No peace for him, no normal dove, A man, few words, cannot just show, He feels that she just has to know... He loves her deeply, but can't compel His feet, his mouth, he just can't tell Her just how much he loves her so... Afraid she'll give him a death blow. Fear of rejection, so far off base, Gather your courage, slow your heart's pace. Give it time, and be kind to her; Someday you'll work up that nerve.
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You know, I'd put up something witty and clever right now, but eh. I'm lazy.
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12-06-2004, 01:12 PM | #604 |
Magikoopa
Join Date: Mar 2004
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What you seek,
Can be found in time, What you lack, Can be built up within, What is not seen by others, Can be seen in time. Ask one who sought long himself, The search can be long and lonely, Closed doors are wounds to the heart, And no end is clearly in sight. But it is better to keep searching, To keep risking the pain, To always have some hope, Than to abandon hope completely.
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12-06-2004, 05:34 PM | #605 |
Oh hi! :D
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For one who has walked alone
For years, trailing tears Sitting on that lonely throne Keeping inside all of those fears The loner, walking among that sandy shore Was sure of life giving back, nothing more Who would even think to look their way? And who would whisper those words, to say A lifetime spent, lonely sighs Putting up shields, lonely eyes One who has kept their own company The emotions build up, oh so many You who believe that nothings left You who is cut off, set adrift You who thinks that there is no hope You who has lost the strength to cope Remember this: even though it seems so You have friends, you are not alone... |
12-06-2004, 07:37 PM | #606 |
Funcraft II: "Let's all get along!"
Join Date: Oct 2004
Location: I erased my exact whereabouts from googleEarth
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Floodgate:
the righteuos few who know my plans, cannot hold back the sourmounting waters. only I have the the key, to block these rising waters. And those who try to posses it, will not survive the journey, for it is daunting at the least, and leaves one wishing for the journey... And as I sit here, striving to hold back the floodwaters of my plans, I wonder what made me create, those bold, emittered, spiteful plans... Some inner rage, some outside influence? I'll never know, for here I toil, Atlas, holding the world on my shoulders, seeking to stop the forecoming toil... Maybe shadows clouded my vision, as I sought to endanger this world, but now it matters not, for I must save this unforgiving world... the looming darkness, of my creation, foreshadows all that I have done, I must stand here in the valley, to stop thy kingdom from becoming done... it is with a heavy heart, I stand here against this rising flood, to be the key to its prevention, I must be the flood gate, against my own flood...
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12-06-2004, 07:49 PM | #607 |
Fungus Among Us
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Here's some more poems
Use The Pain For My Sanity: There is no point to this invention of life I've found no point in believing anymore Faith and hope thrown out the window from my very grasp Angry thoughts run through my mind Like a lost toy factory running on nothing but madness I'm confused to the point where crying isn't necessary The pain in the pit of my stomach has become my true joy To describe the bliss of this feeling I cannot begin to concur... So I lie down in my quiet bed And slip into the night.. Dark Oblivion: Relentless I feel feeble and weary Invaginate to darkness, Walk forward with me Stabalize your stability Afflict your true wonder Solemnly trying to feed your desire And this world.... It's interminable.... there is no end Mirage of colors run together Stopping at a point of my demand Slowly..... turning into oblivion
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12-06-2004, 09:16 PM | #608 |
Stranger in a strange land.
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"Searching for light"
I find myself with constant regret, So many things I cannot forget. For all those things, I should atone, But how can I? They can't condone My behavior, so arrogant! I often wonder where I went Wrong, so many places, Strong, so many faces. Memories, future thought, Easy sin, all for naught, Trying to escape from this hole, Trying to escape takes its toll... Danger imminent? Always is... Danger's mine, though, never his. I need a light, stumbling blindly, I hope to God somebody finds me... And then I see it, that blessed light, Alone no longer, renew the fight. A helping hand stretched out to me, Brighter future, now I see.
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12-06-2004, 10:53 PM | #609 |
Goomba
Join Date: Sep 2004
Location: In my secret garden.
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"Shadow"
Walking along, there are two choices Light, the path of the angels Dark, the path of the demons The one for me to take is neither It is the path of the shadows Shadows by their nature Are in need of both to exist Light and dark, for you must have Dark to survive Light to realize And I am one of those shadows I walk not the path of fools I walk not the path of heros I am one and the same For I chose neither, I am none And I will remain nothing Empty that I am, it is better Than to be filled with pain Though I would give up joy It is a trade that I made willingly I don't need anyone to be with me You are not welcome at my door I shall turn you away, keep you distant I will not let myself be scarred by you. Not anymore...
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12-07-2004, 06:44 AM | #610 |
Oh hi! :D
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For one such as I, living that I do
Life has its ups and downs And knowing myself as I am I do get down from time to time Everything must need sleep Some rest, a vacation It seems like I lost all of my Lifes lessons that I preach The emotions I call "Black" Try I not to let myself dwell It doesn't help, it never does I know this only to well And now that I realize That others lives are Much worse, by so much I am lucky, and I should be happy And knowing this, realizing the truth I pick myself off of the ground I dust myself off and look ahead These feelings have no place here And "black" emotions depart for the unknown And I know, once again Those lessons that were forgotten I smile and I move forward For all the mistakes I have made My life is not bad at all I will not let myself be put up for trade To get in return an uneeded luxury. |
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