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airclay
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Crumpet]
#14489760 - 05/21/11 02:10 PM (12 years, 8 months ago) |
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Crumpet said: pedal in the mud fed up on the wonder drug under us a bust asunder fun to lust the blunderbuss hush hush just as stunned as winter winds that rush us up n whisper whims n whisk a shorter hyme it's shore to him they raughted this - the
prolix fits like logorrhea locution angles anglists ill assume the lacuna rune prose that rose pose epitomize erudites - repose till
riposte shots at bigot boss's deadlock losses to roost on rosters bed rocks bottom drop off the dodgers artful posthumous watch robbers
Yeeaaaah 
^this rules^
getting dumped, being hooked, losing friends, last year was shit.
Crashing Together She said I'm bored I said I know That's what Im here for And anything is good enough To keep me right here She said I need you I said I know Things seem to be gettin kinda slow So I grab the controls Take us right to the crash landing Dig us a hole We'll need to keep a set of graves handy Cause when its time again She'll say Im bored And I'll say I know I think it's time we scored We can sit right here Be still and dissapear Light us up a cigarette We bicker, petty and meaningless So full of regrets
Oh Fallen Deep The rocks at the bottom Are calm with a tendancy to cry And I've collected a lot of 'em Back to the top I rise One by one They skip on to the rest of their lives When all is done Back to where I've begun Beneath restless seas Left to live with my deeds Oh bury me This bottom gets so much deeper Everytime I steal the floor
Voids Your sould keeps you captive Your head it always spins No one can stop you Can't be saved from these sins Just because you've forgotten Doesn't mean you're forgiven The world plays witness To all your misgivings Close your mouth You're letting the flies in A lifelong trail of destruction Laying waste only to yourself Buried your body long ago We're only here for when you're bored So make your mess Cause your stress Just keep in mind You're easy to find With bright red hands Leaving prints in all your plans
The Way Down You could see it in our eyes The change it's almost done You could hear it in our cries That boy's already won Endless daily search The time has come It's all junk just mix it up Try and hit the first one We're mapping the way down with flesh and scars It's never the same again The change is complete Everythings got a catch Excuses all day Nothing ever gets done There's nothing to do No more punk fun Just junkie scum Getting lost in the shuffle Admist everyone
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: airclay]
#14490439 - 05/21/11 04:34 PM (12 years, 8 months ago) |
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Sit Arise Leaned up against passing skys Buildings filled with pre cooked pies I'll get my belly's fill when I turn wise Oh Yes! I must learn to forget this apathy I contain To plan ahead for a hunger pain That keeps passing from one to another Well maybe its time I starve the mother Desire I shall find cover But in leaving it's just another?
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shadowplay


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: weshroom]
#14493261 - 05/22/11 09:53 AM (12 years, 8 months ago) |
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Maybe this is just unoriginal garbage, but it just came to me this morning and it does actually mean something to me. Hopefully I'll have some much better works soon. My brain has started spewing poetry lately but most of it is just a few isolated lines that I can't consciously work with.
Corpse like fingers, unawake Ripping hair from scalp Tearing flesh from bone, In such a formal manner You scream "I'm done I'm done I'm done" But you will never be, my dear Unclean Unborn You were You are You know
Edited by shadowplay (05/22/11 10:20 AM)
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timelapses
Life in free form



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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: shadowplay]
#14498855 - 05/23/11 12:35 PM (12 years, 8 months ago) |
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Not trying to be a critic or anything but it's not garbage. Reminds me a bit of Poe.
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starfire_xes
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: timelapses]
#14501024 - 05/23/11 08:17 PM (12 years, 8 months ago) |
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Once more, that day, Once more I thought You'd come to stay. But then you met with your desire, Desire that before we knew, Desire your soft-boned body drew--a fancied life.
We were invincible, Immortal, not immoral. Lost in Lust, it was I, I thought, Who had been transformed Before you left for the jungle.
A jungle of steel, glass cement; THe High Life and you, Without repent, Through the window kissed the crest of waves...
Come Back. Wrapped in a stole stolen from a jungle cat, A leopard; You grew restless, Restless to prowl, prowl once more, Go out--
Slam the door shut! Shut out the piercing chill of winter, Winter would stay, said the dark layered clouds, The mounds of dirty snow outside the door, Cold, so cold, You made a fine figure in your fur coat, Red hi-heels and miniskirt
You stood in dirty snow.
All I could think about at the station was that a leopard had given his life So you could wrap yourself in his expensive skin.
Then lingered on my lips, The smell of jasmine with your kiss, And suddenly, a frantic voice calling out, Bounding through the empty hall...
Echo! Come Back! Come Back, Echo!
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IF THE NEIGHBORS COMPLAIN BECAUSE THE MUSIC'S TOO LOUD, TURN IT UP SO YOU CAN'T HEAR THEM BITCH
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dageo18
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: starfire_xes]
#14502871 - 05/24/11 04:36 AM (12 years, 8 months ago) |
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The sound of silence is the thought of despair, and time is violent on echoing air, around the fire of hydrants that care, decide it’s a mountain that climbers beware, hide inside caves or pave your own way, king mitus confided your highness today, thank you for trying but you can only shoot to miss, we favor the side that is dying to live the mission pray for the light that is blinding to fix the vision, face david’s goliath if timing places you inside his system
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Crumpet
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: dageo18]
#14510581 - 05/25/11 04:00 PM (12 years, 8 months ago) |
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Bating on the cheerers squat down an beer us well, you a lockey bloke on the hops whats ya shot on hallways got?
Inthe nigh sky everthing seemed silent southern cross went awol plazma cannon and force field shie;d yep, id prop the day light chops and i had a space craft id be so early to get the grocery's
and as i stared up at the scy contilati on shatter fraughts of something shrapnel scattered prior to the carnige in my right eye i fathom lies too catch on guys predict whats on outside just minuted before i open my eyes walking to the back door entrace only to exit then rest my head on the grass and get ahead of it firsly id lease space ships from nassa the destroy the globes emtire arms utilys
They dont stopp the carnige, the contalation were merely mieneor manikin never been space before again i love colgate, i loves rubbing stick together why not prime up the primate medic credit to the cross, another carrot for the rabbit
they stitch this beneath the union jack last night the union jack lost company come pass the compass these war ships need monkey host not to mention the women and men projected into my lobe asumes my fransfixed fled A lustfull embrace past blast as green men men te lies and deciept from our own body of govenment wen't best on dl ppl. only how could any planitays maggot hide the wageer i'll be out seeking truth today not reading the paper
Mind the spelling, ive been up the last two days with damo sighting ufos like no other nigh out yet,., and my eyes just cant adgust well enough to trype...
-------------------- Ronda Nina...
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Grapefruit
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Crumpet]
#14525106 - 05/28/11 06:07 AM (12 years, 8 months ago) |
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The Sacred Hollow
Truth burns hot on the neck of a youth
The immersion of the eyes - intent...
Plunged
Drunkenly bent beside street lamps; cobbles of dismay! (Or wooping, shouting, jeering, hollering- "the play! the play!..." "I'd ebb between the shades!")
Did you know that truth is a gamble; rolling the dice away... (Immediate, and yet... ...forever beyond) ...or that the penny flowers... ...when sewn within the orchard? ...that there's a light in your heart? (Your eternal denial) Lo! *Mammon! Lo! The ever desireing sensualist! Lo! The fray of ceaseless muddied tides! Prefer... "Truth" or "Caviar"? Turnips, squashes, celeriacs and the sweetest paprikas! My nose scents persian spices!
But alas my belly knows such things as...
...Indifference
...Peace
...A forgotten eremite
... and yet still I must follow the fragrances of broken dreams! Into the wild, torn leathers of Tanzania and the savages; leaving but one imploration;
Forget me not thou-
Oh! Oh! Oh! You thy sacred hollow, You thy sacred hollow! thou must draw me home!
*Christian mysticism's god of greed, gluttony, desire etc.
-------------------- Little left in the way of energy; or the way of love, yet happy to entertain myself playing mental games with the rest of you freaks until the rivers run backwards. "Chat your fraff Chat your fraff Just chat your fraff Chat your fraff"
Edited by Grapefruit (05/28/11 06:44 AM)
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Soluminia
The mind is god


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Grapefruit]
#14526862 - 05/28/11 04:13 PM (12 years, 7 months ago) |
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FATE
Is it fate That brings this world so full of hate Cause government bullshit to be first rate Bringing power to those who people are unable to relate Causes those who suffer to bring about their own final date Letting love lead to ones eternal soulmate The wicked using the weak as human bait Forcing open minds to be locked behind closed gates Is it fate?
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circastes
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Soluminia]
#14529600 - 05/29/11 06:48 AM (12 years, 7 months ago) |
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Turntables the onion graph as I wither the slither hither and tither rhyming the weather with my ink stained feather and biting leather, shiver me never, as I grasp the highest of the high and wonder why I ever tried, why I ever tried, why I ever tried. Life will pass none by but surely it is time to wonder why I ever tried. In in lies the bin it lies the way to win it but there is no sure way to see past me as I am me and you are me and together we are you, so this is all I can do just sit here and play God, play God, play God. Play.
God.
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Big Questions Small Head


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Grapefruit]
#14529604 - 05/29/11 06:51 AM (12 years, 7 months ago) |
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Quote:
Grapefruit said: The Sacred Hollow
Truth burns hot on the neck of a youth
The immersion of the eyes - intent...
Plunged
Drunkenly bent beside street lamps; cobbles of dismay! (Or wooping, shouting, jeering, hollering- "the play! the play!..." "I'd ebb between the shades!")
Did you know that truth is a gamble; rolling the dice away... (Immediate, and yet... ...forever beyond) ...or that the penny flowers... ...when sewn within the orchard? ...that there's a light in your heart? (Your eternal denial) Lo! *Mammon! Lo! The ever desireing sensualist! Lo! The fray of ceaseless muddied tides! Prefer... "Truth" or "Caviar"? Turnips, squashes, celeriacs and the sweetest paprikas! My nose scents persian spices!
But alas my belly knows such things as...
...Indifference
...Peace
...A forgotten eremite
... and yet still I must follow the fragrances of broken dreams! Into the wild, torn leathers of Tanzania and the savages; leaving but one imploration;
Forget me not thou-
Oh! Oh! Oh! You thy sacred hollow, You thy sacred hollow! thou must draw me home!
*Christian mysticism's god of greed, gluttony, desire etc.
Cool!
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Big Questions Small Head


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: circastes]
#14529607 - 05/29/11 06:52 AM (12 years, 7 months ago) |
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Devil's play with the major league day Fists of iron and seeds of lesser fray Combine to form the onion of May Mists turn to heavens and I melt away
Overcome the lesser self to reach books from the higher shelf It's easy to think now I don't have to drink From the poison waters of lesser thought But that's just the way I was taught In and in and in and in I fought
Funny I guess, that burning ecstasy in my chest It comes and goes but not really, for this is just my best Imagination draws eyes over eyes for me to see less me But here I be and it draws from me to find me within me, lost at sea
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circastes
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: circastes]
#14544513 - 06/01/11 06:22 AM (12 years, 7 months ago) |
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Devil signs light the pantomime in the deadly see-nothing breeze, but calm in my arms my lover hatred is at ease. True to black and a little whack the burning ice cold self-destruction pleases me to my knees. Burn, baby, burn, and as I watch them go I feel my stomach a little churn. But this is not the snap, crackle, pop of childhood I myself had learned. Death enough I bring out the loving breeze and begin to dissemble the winter geese. Then go the furious heights of dead mother's plights and in their eyes I feel the sting of bare winter nights. Ripping, tearing, my psyche is seafaring. These were my kin but they threw themselves in, up and sided with the inner-me. Then bare hands and unlearned fans watch by in glee as I rip apart the only thing that's left: Thee.
-------------------- My solitude... My shield... My armour... TESTED WITH FULL FORCE
Edited by circastes (06/01/11 06:27 AM)
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Enjoywho
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: circastes]
#14554298 - 06/03/11 05:14 AM (12 years, 7 months ago) |
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This is a song i recently wrote for my boo. Its the first one ive ever written. I think it came out pretty good.
I......... Wish i was there I......... Wish you were here
How i wish that time'd stop still On nights like this If only i could hear your heart beat One sec more No space between Our puzzled spread Id never move If time allowed But all things end So for now
I......... Wish i was there I.......... Wish you were here
The time has come im overcome With grief again To leave your arms Is heart break in its harshest form As we part My heart will split And i will give you half of it To hold on to For times like this And just remember All things end So for now
I......... Wish i was there I.......... Wish you were here
But dont you worry pretty girl This wont take long Living is impossible With half a heart But as i said All things end Our stars will realign again So until then
Its more sung than rhyme but i really like some of the lines and i just got the music down for it. So i thought id share.
Heres an older poem i call ode to paper
Oh white paper How you taunt me so With each and every line You dare me to have a go You tell me its alright Theres noone around You can do whatever you want to round here Its only me and you for a while And then with a sigh My hat to the hook If only for a moment I could put my feet up And let my mind go With no fears and no limits Rules or restrictions Whatever it is That dwindles my fancy I could put here And it'll smile back at me Oh paper my friend I know its been ages I promise to tell you all of my secrets If youll just take me back So what did i do? I drew a big grin And knew that the paper Was mine once again.
I......... Wish i was there I.......... Wish you were here
-------------------- "I don't give nothin' to nobody, I just pay the cost to do business." - Riley "Young Reezy"-Boondocks "The road to hell is paved with good intentions." "In the days of kings and queens I was a jester." "And then the great lord created bears... too many bears... shoulda really dialed back on the bears." Squidbillies "Can you start speaking words instead of your damn filthy lies!"- Louise "Bobs Burgers"
Edited by Enjoywho (06/03/11 05:49 AM)
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Enjoywho]
#14554808 - 06/03/11 09:46 AM (12 years, 7 months ago) |
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My back is burning It's hot coal eyes rolling up & toward the knifed horrors forming in foaming sadist mind (the black lagoon behind) those howling depths whistling winds forests of torn flesh draped 'cross gnarled pines cause electrostatic pains taut physical and forced tears
the moody child is the keeper of this inn king in the castle of denial a jester w/ his lyre (don't trust him) he keeps the things he hides (masturbates w/ tears in his eyes) and looks in disdain at every passer by (he's frightened, forgive him)
He kept me from the forest He oversaw my dreamtimes & whispered sweet lullabies (We're not like the rest of those beasts!)
-------------------- Little left in the way of energy; or the way of love, yet happy to entertain myself playing mental games with the rest of you freaks until the rivers run backwards. "Chat your fraff Chat your fraff Just chat your fraff Chat your fraff"
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Enjoywho
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Grapefruit]
#14556449 - 06/03/11 04:36 PM (12 years, 7 months ago) |
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I write because i can So therefore i am If that werent the case Then this page'd be blank And would still lie in wait But half of the way through I see that it's not Perhaps i do exist If i continue to jot
Somethin i just jotted down
-------------------- "I don't give nothin' to nobody, I just pay the cost to do business." - Riley "Young Reezy"-Boondocks "The road to hell is paved with good intentions." "In the days of kings and queens I was a jester." "And then the great lord created bears... too many bears... shoulda really dialed back on the bears." Squidbillies "Can you start speaking words instead of your damn filthy lies!"- Louise "Bobs Burgers"
Edited by Enjoywho (06/03/11 09:42 PM)
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al.ly
aspiring muse.


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Enjoywho] 1
#14557864 - 06/03/11 09:58 PM (12 years, 7 months ago) |
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Slowly chip the walls away
to the point of literal insanity.
Thoughts drip, drenched in the idea of this-
the icepick-wielding labotomist.
He sees anxiety I can't contain,
but still expresses the World's disdain.
Show me how to bite my tongue
to the point that my brain is peacefully numb.
Fix me, heal me, fear me, feel me,
fill my thoughts with senseless worry.
Tricks taught to me can't stop this train;
It's bound to snap the tracks again.
I pass a mirror and take a glance
but the glass won't show me a missed chance.
Through twisted vision I can see a very distant memory-
one where I screamed "fix me, feel me, please don't fear me.
Take away this senseless worry,
or teach me how to just refrain
from leaking phrases that only stain.
Take me to another space
where no one has to see my face."
My vision takes another twist-
I am the labotomist.
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timelapses
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: al.ly]
#14564195 - 06/05/11 11:12 AM (12 years, 7 months ago) |
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Lobotamy? I've wondered what that would of been like to go through when it was viewed as such a great way to treat mental illness. Good poetry.
Stuck in a hotel room in a strange city. Left someone stuck in a world full of self serving pity.
Care deeply but am unafraid, of all the disaster that my wake might of made.
Threats of suicide but it won't happen, a man must be reborn and find his passion.
Feels strange to not have this person with me, I feel some regret but not enough to make his life easy (for now)
Something to get off my chest, to feel at ease, time passes, but not always as one would please.
Feel fear, but it's lightened to a degree, opened a door that few would like to see.
Love and family, a fools regret.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: timelapses]
#14571280 - 06/06/11 08:13 PM (12 years, 7 months ago) |
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Liked that one especially this line:
Threats of suicide but it won't happen, a man must be reborn and find his passion.
-------------------- Little left in the way of energy; or the way of love, yet happy to entertain myself playing mental games with the rest of you freaks until the rivers run backwards. "Chat your fraff Chat your fraff Just chat your fraff Chat your fraff"
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Enjoywho
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Grapefruit]
#14577187 - 06/07/11 10:26 PM (12 years, 7 months ago) |
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Grapefruit said:
Liked that one especially this line:
Threats of suicide but it won't happen, a man must be reborn and find his passion.
Ya that line is fuckin sick.
-------------------- "I don't give nothin' to nobody, I just pay the cost to do business." - Riley "Young Reezy"-Boondocks "The road to hell is paved with good intentions." "In the days of kings and queens I was a jester." "And then the great lord created bears... too many bears... shoulda really dialed back on the bears." Squidbillies "Can you start speaking words instead of your damn filthy lies!"- Louise "Bobs Burgers"
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