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#25775348 - 01/28/19 06:29 PM (5 years, 2 months ago) |
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- Change Of The Guard
ecstatic?
(as opposed to Euphoric?)but
I'm not a woman and she's the only one that
could get if she tried --- females are generally speaking,
and inwardly defined, as more "fluffy" & "soft" in their manner.
--- A 'fine magnetism', and not 'coarse', is required for interjection.
--- A flagrant sort gives off a wet, vibrant musk in the air- informed resident females whether or not to carry a blade
PS:
Quote:
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pineninja said:
Is the magnet really in a moment.
Or merely caught between.
A polarisation of forces.
Past and future, never seen.
Wholeness by opposition.
In a never ending movement.
Multi mirrored composition.
Classical time entombment.
A sense of perpetuity.
The undeniable conclusion.
The neccessary truth.
Inevitable confusion.
The sensation belies the occurence.
As we are the middle.
Between unseen strings
A beatiful riddle.
Edited by akira_akuma (02/06/19 04:06 PM)
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: pineninja] 1
#25775663 - 01/28/19 10:00 PM (5 years, 2 months ago) |
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Vi Veri Universum Vivus Vici
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] 2
#25779431 - 01/30/19 03:05 PM (5 years, 2 months ago) |
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Streamworld
I wanted to believe
So I let the light in
Empty time slipped a little
Into trace elements
Radiating concentric circles broke
Into glass...
A tear drop rolled
And a red dye covered my left eye
Velvet black rolled next
In a vortex, and swirled my vision
Through chaos I fell
I tossed things to and fro
Shouted and cursed at nothing, you know
Nothing but me and you, I AM
Nothing but me and you
I came to a book, a tome as it were
Opened it, then what would suddenly occur
Would leave my head blown
into Streamworld
And then a reaper came out of the void of blue
Theft of my lower rib, through and through
Said, "You won't be needing this anymore", and left
Down the drain of the darkness not shadow but like sky
I curved and bent and slid sidewise tense, like a lowly machine and dead in a trance
Pulled and pulled into streamlines and pools, ridden along computer chip dooms
Weighted, a force field dense, combines into a vulgar lance
Extending to an integument nearly lost
Fish eye lens,
bloodred cross,
nearly blind
Rise up through the ground below a white lye
Burning and scalding it rinses me dry
He broke down unborn, forevermore
But wait, arisen he is again, never the same, always the end
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] 2
#25779632 - 01/30/19 04:36 PM (5 years, 2 months ago) |
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Stoneworld
Back to the places of many statues
Lain in a basket woven in electrical tape
A newborn babe, out of his old cage, and into one new
Death roiled on, seething over the dew
Of mornings and cold nights in December
Lithely slated 'gainst stormy weather
The storm blew past, the robed one slept, and in Summer bent to a turtles slow tread
Laid it's eggs of small ones to try; crawled back unto watery cave to cry, to die again, melted so
To think and make, each frond alone
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pineninja
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] 2
#25784436 - 02/01/19 06:26 PM (5 years, 2 months ago) |
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An eclectic dialectic.
The way we do.
From the ultimate skeptic.
To the gold lined skew.
Never at rest.
The balance finds a way.
Humanity to test.
The centre of the day.
The extremities though.
Now radical shifts.
Maybe will show.
When the centre rips.
On hundred steps fowards.
Countless back.
Impossible now.
To get a middle back
The art of the steal.
Leading out strong.
Moving the paradigm.
Lets hope were not wrong.
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Just a fool on the hill.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: pineninja] 2
#25794417 - 02/06/19 07:06 AM (5 years, 2 months ago) |
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I
Welcome death with open arms
Be not afraid of nights charms
II
Oft in the right state of mind
Words will flow just like fine wine
III
The state of things in decay
Socializing shows no way
IV
A formation of fall storms
Bloodied pearls from garden pests
We all die
As dust climbs the sky
-Catching-Up
Edited by akira_akuma (02/06/19 04:00 PM)
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#25823277 - 02/19/19 05:51 PM (5 years, 1 month ago) |
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I am that.
So dot dash are you.
It matters not.
Computational awareness stew.
A self replication.
A system inverse.
A progressional expectation.
A rebirth obverse.
As the players needle swings.
We hold on.
We should know the future it brings.
We've already played this song.
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Just a fool on the hill.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: pineninja] 2
#25823839 - 02/19/19 10:12 PM (5 years, 1 month ago) |
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The mire of disdain is
"How do I repay?"
A life like a period with out a sentence
Do desires require obstacles?
Would I ever give back my sunfish answers?
Words grow expectantly into dawn
- Mire Of Disdain
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#25827967 - 02/21/19 02:48 PM (5 years, 1 month ago) |
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Past the monochromic vault
Laws of the realms
Eye of the red
Control of the wise half-dead
Suffer the blind
The vegtable eyes
The wings in the sky
Covered in the ichor of the gods
Into the blood confusion
Bait the hooks with golden fruit
Cannot escape the lies
Temnic Divide
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#25832436 - 02/23/19 01:52 PM (5 years, 1 month ago) |
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From water comes vegetation
After lightning strikes twice
Then all at once, integrity and decay
Space and time mesh in shape
Let the dancers dance and players play
Energetic display of masses disarray
- Gourd Of Holy
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] 1
#25832612 - 02/23/19 02:59 PM (5 years, 1 month ago) |
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Good.
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pineninja
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] 2
#25835953 - 02/25/19 01:27 AM (5 years, 1 month ago) |
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Welcome to the bunker party.
Whilst outside your youth stand guard.
Champagne and dressed so smartly.
As earths thin layer overtly disarmed.
Not to worry the pills lay waiting.
The innocent already sent to bed.
Any hope is just frustrating.
Because we know were already dead.
The few may manage to scarper.
Some might find a quite space.
Most just party harder.
The madman still a focused arms race.
The reverbarations interrupt the cries of ignorance.
Because we all feel the beat.
Must the machinations of our conflagrence.
Create such a destructive heat.
Does it take the crazy to go first.
Or can it be through will of the meek.
Must all this bloodthirst.
See us all piled dead in the street.
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Just a fool on the hill.
Edited by pineninja (02/25/19 02:39 AM)
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#25854681 - 03/05/19 04:49 PM (5 years, 1 month ago) |
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i wish i didn't delete that poem.
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#25855404 - 03/06/19 12:51 AM (5 years, 1 month ago) |
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Ditto.
Lesson learnt I suppose.
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Just a fool on the hill.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: pineninja] 2
#25857063 - 03/06/19 07:46 PM (5 years, 1 month ago) |
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I am adrift in the ocean
alone.
Where the still blackness of the water,
bleeds into a sky so dark
you feel like you can reach into it.
I do not recall the last time
my feet were on solid ground,
and not submerged in water so cold
that it eats through your skin,
fills up your bones.
I do not remember how it felt
to have the sun
shining on my face,
warming up my skin.
My clothing sticks to me,
weighs me down,
tries to pull me under.
And so I rip it off until I am naked
and vulnerable.
I let them sink to the bottom,
where I hope to never join them.
Do I let myself float?
Helpless and still?
Hoping and praying to whoever may be listening
that the storms would stay away.
That the rain would not come
to mix with my tears
in big heavy drops,
covering my cheeks.
Praying that the waves
would not hear
the howling of the wind;
the invitation to come and toss me about.
The water turning rough and tumultuous.
The crashing of the water
mixing with the chaos
in my head.
Or do I swim,
try to keep my head above water,
try to find the safety of land
before it's too late.
Before I become so tired,
and I sink like a rock,
and plunge to the bottom.
Where the creatures in my head
become real.
Where they emerge
from their slumber in the dark depths of the ocean.
Where they swim up to greet me,
to wrap my body in their tentacles.
Grasp me in their jaws,
and drag me down,
until I am crushed by the ocean around me.
Until my ribs shatter
and my lungs explode.
My skull crushing under the weight,
and the black velvet water floods my mouth,
my chest, and my brain.
Until I am devoured on the seafloor
and I drown.
08/16/18
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"If I am worth anything later, I am worth something now. For wheat is wheat, even if people think it is a grass in the beginning."
Vincent Van Gogh, 1853-1890
"The fishermen know that the sea is dangerous and the storm terrible, but they have never found these dangers sufficient reason for remaining ashore."
Vincent Van Gogh, 1853-1890
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#25857907 - 03/07/19 08:37 AM (5 years, 1 month ago) |
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That speaks to me right now
Reposting some older song lyrics of mine because they relate very well to my current state at the moment
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#25863805 - 03/09/19 05:46 PM (5 years, 1 month ago) |
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Given thee - a victual
Of bituminous waters
Divine spacetime sound
Inside the White Room
No else but I & You
Side by side, we twirl
I don't know wherewith
Doth we torpedo through
Eliding waters and winds
Yonder it's this we find
Out past the jewel-fields
Upwards the sky, far & wide
- Little Victual
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#25870344 - 03/12/19 06:10 PM (5 years, 1 month ago) |
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Oh what fun is travel and then a cultural clash.
But only with knowldege that you're not trapped.
That you can escape easily back to your waiting cash.
Knowing that if they followed they'd be attacked.
This west is a gated community and whilst the many may want in.
We will continue to party while the unseen carry out our sin.
Beacuse whilst the borders are imaginary the guns a very much real.
We will tell ourselves any story as the truths to much to feel.
The unseen tradgedies on the other side.
The disconnection a neccesary part of the game.
What would our humantity do if guilt were to be imbibed.
What if being in a first was intrinsicly to blame.
We need at least a realisation of this fabrication of eqaulity.
That its with force and policy that we actually create this story.
When your freedom to trot the globe is not shared with the majority.
You must be aware that you're on the wrong side of history.
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Just a fool on the hill.
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#25870447 - 03/12/19 07:16 PM (5 years, 1 month ago) |
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#25874095 - 03/14/19 03:10 PM (5 years, 1 month ago) |
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Toxic ruins in the speaking skies, dying names of spoken people, fortitude but thoughts designed by the television tube.
God speaks, man prays, my life resides in the mind of a coma patient.
Torn apart by flies, stitched together by a homeless man, he doesn't accept my gift, he merely motions me away.
Complete by notion of leaving all notions behind, spotless in the sun that burns the ocean.
Fighting the destiny that beckons from in front, rather than pushing from behind. He is just a lost cart on a mining track, I saw him blow out his candle and his grin lit the way.
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Hostile humankind
Can't you see you're fucking blind?
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