02-24-2005, 08:11 PM | #871 |
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It Was My Fire
it was my fire
they call me hero might call me god after I die it doesn't matter if you remember me remember me or forget me don't forget me... and it was warm my passion I loved, I loved and saw with eyes finally open I can see this world breaking like waves on craggy shores only to crash again there is no end only mine... the tears are hot sweeter than they should be sorrows washed by them made clean into an empty pot went my fire and it was my fire but I gave it to you I am scared... just hold the flame a moment feel me kiss your finger tips as I walk the endless path as I am remembered thank you for your love but please just remember it was my fire... |
02-25-2005, 01:14 AM | #872 |
Stranger in a strange land.
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A poem... rap... thing.
Please give me a sign,
It'll be divine! Quiet you, you crossed the line, Took your time, Borderline certified every thing that you bring. But the ring... Ah, the ring, blessed thing, Showin' that you're knowin' what you're doin' is wrong, It won't be long, sing the song, And soon your love will come along. Is this a dream? This ain't a dream, kid, you made that bid, and closed the lid on the past that wouldn't last Cuz it was goin' too fast. I have to know... You should know that the blow that you dealt out then will happen again to a friend, and continue, for there is no end to the trend. Can I stop it? The only way for a delay? Get down on your knees and pray that they will realize That their truths are lies, and that will open their eyes to reality.
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02-26-2005, 01:44 AM | #873 |
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we all lose our heads, as if we ever wanted them
its drama, hot and spicy to the taste makes us feel we have a bit of meaning in this, what may pass for a life we are not stars no shining nightlife for us only cheap beer and hand me downs a few smiles and a paycheck wouldn't we all love to be alive? are we? just a little hatred passion, lust, envy, violence they pump the blood a little faster peasants grasping for a scepter not meant to be held by our common hands there are beautiful people in need of love why should fate bother with us? several billion stupid jerks all here to raise a few on their shoulders elite and royal, I only ask don't step on my hair ?????????????????????????????????????????????????? ?????????????????????? |
02-26-2005, 02:48 PM | #874 |
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Made this last night, over the phone. A little choppy, I might edit it later.
"What is means to you" Another song, another poem Write it down, this'll show 'em Simple things, simple words Make people sing, like little birds Mark it down, another rhyme Of passing seasons, days so fine Some people weep, some of fire Enflamed by words, burning desire Some will scoff, others believe Means something new, or decieve And keep going, for it's true what this poem means, it's up to you. |
02-26-2005, 07:59 PM | #875 |
Fungus Among Us
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Hold On Again:
I seem to be floating on my way But my heart just sinks within I try to breathe and hold on again But the walls are closing in There isn't a way to escape now I'm a prisoner locked inside My heart is set to one beat now No wanting to try and hide Reaching around I feel nothing I just want to hold your hand But every time I grab onto you You let go and don't understand I seem to be moving on But my heart just sinks within this I try to breathe and hold on again But you weren't here to begin with...
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02-27-2005, 12:09 AM | #876 |
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And so the fatal flaw
In this mortal husk is not pride but to love and to wish love returned.
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02-27-2005, 12:21 AM | #877 |
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Funny Little Ghost
she
a woman far away another one to add to my little book its getting to be a novel I wave goodbye take that pill of agony of bittersweet remembrance and I try not to forget then they return they never leave for good yet never do they come back not in full, just in glimpses and all too short conversations your all going to leave me aren't you? I can see the nothing in your eyes it hides the dollar signs I think I'll smile just to spite you I don't want to cause you hurt I'm not vindictive only lonely but somehow I feel you'd rather be killed than loved by me I'm laughing now giggling down the road to worthlessness its a short walk from where I now stand although you can't see it from here and I think thats the point I know you will forget me as easily as you killed my sense of worth with a smile, and an errant word I am gone from inside you a funny little ghost in your heart |
02-27-2005, 02:16 AM | #878 |
Stranger in a strange land.
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A song
"Don't you worry 'bout me"
It was half past midnight, The moon was shinin' bright Mixin' with the city lights As I was drivin' home... The street was blurrin' up again, tears mournin' for another friend I was hopin' for a Godsend, but I guess I should've known... Got home and went right to bed Hopin rest would help to clear my head Of the feelin' of grief and dread And I blink my tears away... But my darlin' still is wary, She thinks that I may carry Grief that is so varied, But I smile at her and say... "Don't you worry 'bout me, See the smile, I'm just fine... Don't you worry 'bout me," Even though I've crossed the line... I find that I'm admitting That this pressure is getting to that point, so close to quitting But still I carry on... My darlin' worries ev'ry day, But I just smile her fears away, Keepin' all my tears for me at bay, And I try to stay strong... No, don't you worry 'bout me, Everythin' will be okay, So don't you worry 'bout me Becuase I'm driftin' away And soon I'll be gone... Out the door I now go, Headed where, I don't know, But I really do plan to show that I'll be all right... I stop, get on my knees and pray To make the mem'ries go away But the memories are here to stay, So I keep up the flight... So don't you worry 'bout me, I'm sure that I am wrong, But don't you worry 'bout me, Because it won't be long.... 'Cause I'm already gone...
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02-27-2005, 11:39 PM | #879 |
I feel free
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For Daniel
Goodbye, once again we part ways, In my mind, I think of all our old days. Back when, we both lived by each other, When I thought of you as my brother. I never used a stronger word when refering to a man, But there is no other way that I can make you understand That I love you and I will never forget you, I would never. I cannot wait until we grow old and retire together.
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02-27-2005, 11:55 PM | #880 |
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Another worm
Through the apple of the heart Red skin, ripe for picking From the tree of all Shining on the outside Riddled on the inside Little holes, homes for them The painful images of the mind Travel slowly around, they do Make themselves home, they do. Drive into you, they do And inside you they dance Rage, sorrow, hate, fear And last of all...the very last Envy, the green of the soul Turns the core of your heart Rotten. |
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