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Post by Duo on Oct 20, 2004 16:55:07 GMT -5
Heres one to wrap your minds around, lately Ive begun writing some poetry, Rather than post it all at once, Im going to ask you all if you want to post any of your own poetry here, this is the place to do it! Also, if you would like to see some of my own work, (i ask so I know someones interested) Please PM me with a notification, and Ill start posten em up! So let the poetryfest begin!!!
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Post by unknownforce on Oct 21, 2004 7:14:21 GMT -5
Hmm.. Well I'd be interested in seeing some of your work. I'm into creative writing myself, although the two go hand in hand to some degree. I won't post any of my writing though; even the shortest ones are a few pages.
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Post by Colloff on Oct 21, 2004 18:43:23 GMT -5
here's something i've been toying with Nostalgia
The nostalgia...
Calm winds of days long forgotten
My Heart aches each time the wind blows
Old flames of love rekindled
Heros of old long dead
What can i do to stop the pain...
Mind you i did say these key words "ive been playing with this" its not perfect nor complete...
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Post by DocZeroRX on Oct 21, 2004 18:43:52 GMT -5
I asked your very nicely, but you just pissed me off. The ones that hold me tightly, are the ones that are let go of.
When life is such a pain, or when crying in the rain. As long as I stand next to you, life will not be in vain.
Those are just like some small little poems I made up. ^_^ Maybe not the best, but IMO they are still good.
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Post by Duo on Oct 21, 2004 19:32:54 GMT -5
Alrighty, after some careful collaberation, I have decided to post a piece, this was my first poem, I wrote it about 2 or 3 weeks ago, and when I showed it to people they seemed to like it, mind you Its kind of dark and morbid, so don't freak out on me when you read it and say "OMG he needs family counseling!!!"
The Darkness
Everyday I hear it calling (the darkness...escape the darkness) (the darkness...hide from the darkness) It says it thirsts for blood The darkness hunts for humor and jest The paranoia that it brings (the darkness ...run from the darkness) I've let this force envelope me, and now the darkness runs wild and free I have lost control.. It has driven me mad, and now I kill out of bloodlust I search for the outpouring force... And as I sit and wait, for the next fit to take hold I discover the hole... I slowly lift the vail as the hate and fear pour out As the sheath of infectious dark is pulled, I see it... Beating there in my cold dead chest it lies... a heart of black and a soul of grey... As the room is consumed in cold black, all I can hear is the screams... run from the darkness no more...let in the darkness....
~DUO~
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Post by Duo on Oct 21, 2004 19:46:56 GMT -5
Heres another one that some people really liked, this one is kind of less dark then the first but its still pretty melocholy... The Royal Flush
Ace, Spade, Heart, Club... All unique souls, with dark feelings help up inside... The Ace, a great ruler with a troubled past, more so than any other.. The Spade, a noble warrior, a wanted criminal.... The Heart, a beatiful maiden with a well kept secret... The Club, a powerful magician, slowly slipping from sanity... All in a very close knit circle, suspecting each other with horrible wrong doings They try to hide, they try to run, but the hate runs rampent in there souls Slowly they are dragged into the limbo that is madness... Finally the magician snaps first, and as what appears to be white magic flows from his suidcidal corpse it is tainted... Darkness edges its way in... When all is said and done, they have become tiny slips of paper, strewn all around... To this day these "cards" serve as a reminder to keep the darkness out... To this day, the warnings are futile... ~DUO~
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Post by Titan on Oct 21, 2004 20:00:40 GMT -5
Oh yeah? Well....Falco raps happy! What now!
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Post by Colloff on Oct 22, 2004 17:22:24 GMT -5
what now? now you die
Family
In my life I've found a handful My precious ones Help me through it all thick...thin... sadness...health... what i am trying to say is... i love you all... thank you for all your help you've proved that no favor is too small... you are truely the only ones i can count on to me... My friends are family from the mind of a lazy bastard
this crappy-ass poem is dedicated to those i'd take a bullet for...and sean as well (j/k man)
any rhymes in my poems (most of em at least) are completely unintentional...rhymes are bindings...they keep some forms of freestyle from showing it's true face. and now to ruin this deep moment i hope you are feeling friends... [glow=red,2,300]...ah i cant bring myself to do it...[/glow]
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Post by KujaaXtreme on Oct 22, 2004 22:54:31 GMT -5
holy crap poetry!!! ill post some later
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Post by Psychotic Kat on Oct 23, 2004 12:59:31 GMT -5
well, here is my sad attempt at something from my heart.
Forgotten
You acted like I was trash Throwing me around Acting like I didn't exist
Pretending you loved me Acting like you never lied Hoping you weren't cheating
Cheated on me Broke my heart Pretended you did nothing
Prayed you were just pretending You used me for satisfaction and left Well you never fully left
Throught I'd forget Forgot the past Moved on and wasn't hurt
Well, to you I bid adu I've moved on and worked around You are done and gone
As you remember Don't forget How much I cared
As I forget All the pain I'll thank you
As you move on You'll think of the good times You'll have a family
As you are happy I'll be sad and depressed And for that, I'll thank you
well yeah....i wrote that at my friends house last nite. its not really great because i was depressed at the time.
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Post by my_secret_nowhere on Oct 23, 2004 21:23:23 GMT -5
[[color= I’m sitting alone crying on this rock No one will help me No one will stop I reach out for help but they only turn their backs toward me I do not understand What did I do wrong? I’m looking for advise, for what I do not know There’s too many things bottled up inside me I need to let them out I need to let then free When will that special person come The one to whom I can cry my feeling to I’m waiting here crying in desperate need of a friend Until that person comes my pain will never end So here I will stay and wait patiently, until you arrive Please hurry I might not make it I might not survive [/color]
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Post by Colloff on Oct 24, 2004 8:08:02 GMT -5
...okay duo cat and k. how bout some oh i dunno HAPPY poems! ya'll are gunna get me depressed... poems like that do it to me...
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Post by Aristotle on Oct 24, 2004 22:15:28 GMT -5
you know, there are other things that can be expressed in poetry than sadness. sure, that is the easiest, but the great things in life are also there to be rejoiced in the mind. ill whip one up here in a minuite...
life
in all its glory we fret
about weather, the guy next door.
but we all fail to realize
that the sheer beauty of it all.
you can sit in a corner and cry
about the horror of the world
shirking from existence.
but when you stick your head out the window of depression...
you see life.
now theres something to chew on...
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Post by Colloff on Oct 25, 2004 15:11:23 GMT -5
amen my honkey white-ass brotha!
the squirrel
the squirrel it scampers about it's head in a whirl the shot rings out now it's the main part in my stew
(hillbilly poem)
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Post by Duo on Oct 25, 2004 15:29:02 GMT -5
Ok, depressed poetry isn't easy dude, trust me, I only do it because its just a way for me to vent my feelings, since I don't do it in the real world....in front of people....anyway I started writing one today, Ill have it up by tomorrow, its pretty interesting so, stay tuned!!!
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