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Offlinecircastes
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Meteloides]
    #15922670 - 03/08/12 11:51 PM (12 years, 3 months ago)

Quote:

Meteloides said:
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circastes said:
Defy defeat distill delete

Without it, where will you go?
The hunter primes his catch with a letter not meant for him. The inner statue of still standing might covered with flies echoes in heinous scum same. Inside sanity wreaks the ink stain writing letters not meant for hunters. Flourishing machine oils leave without paying and the orbital collapses on fresh meat within serendipity and lacking quench. For your efforts you are rewarded with an apple inside-out with worms saluting. Polished brass knuckles lie in increasing sizes from yellow to eight along the tip of your tongue.
Within it, you beckon and I take a chance and downstream we flow.




Reading that was a psychedelic journey in and of itself.
Definitely a keeper. :cool:



Awesome thankyou! :heart:


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: circastes]
    #15931898 - 03/11/12 12:42 AM (12 years, 3 months ago)

Wrote this a while back, turned it into a song but it started out as just a poem. it's called Long is the road


Long is the road that's traveled
cold are the winds that blow

muddy are the feet that walk them
tired & trodden as they go

weak are the legs that bear us
small are the things we know

Far is the destination
up and down that dusty road.

and though I can see a light I also feel the pain inside
swimming in the only sea I know

and though I can see a light not sure if I'm seeing right
Gonna sing the only song I know

weary are the eyes so watchful
Quiet like the oceans deep

heavy is the heart that's carried
broken peace wont let me get to sleep

Long is the road thats traveled
warm are the tears that flow

far is the destination
up and down that dusty road.

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: kundalini1123]
    #15937371 - 03/12/12 11:56 AM (12 years, 3 months ago)

I stood and watched as you stomped and
Let out your war-cries
Rain dancing

So Little I could do
I could show you some love but
What use am I?

That poison has you thinking
you’re the messiah.
Id almost be inclined.

Who hooked you into the web
Of lies and truths?
Was it a strange beast who stole your dance?

You’re such a beautiful mess
One of gods forgotten children
Too lovely for hell and too broken for heaven

You told me that nothing feels real
That you love too much and are at odds
Your kind come in prototypes

Defective and doomed
To carry strange burdens
On your thousand year old shoulders

Who nailed you to your cross?
Who swam between your ears
And poisoned your laugh?

I won’t shed tears
And I won’t call to god
He dies when you do

I may come off callous and I know it seems wrong
But how can I cry brother
when you’ve been dead for so long?


He walks through woods at night
Talking to Lune hoping that
She might share some of her                      secrets
But she is still
And he is but a god’s mistake and
No use to her.


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Hakim0777]
    #15937384 - 03/12/12 11:59 AM (12 years, 3 months ago)

If i could build a God
Hed be Stronger then me
His heavy head would nod
and everyone would wait
to see…

But im not the one
whos hiding in the smoke
whos burying the guns
a deacon with a throne

and iam not the fool
looking to build and to destroy
you are not a face
you are not a friend
were running out of space
where bodies lay in end
to end…

well im not the one
whos hiding in the smoke
who faked a million friends
and iam not the fool
whos looking to build and destroy


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: mrosef]
    #15944895 - 03/14/12 02:33 AM (12 years, 3 months ago)

nice one mrosef. I like the part "i am not a fool looking to build and destroy, you are not a face, you are not a friend, running out of space, bodies lay end to end." Good job. :smile:


Here's one I wrote a few years ago. It's called Frequency Route:



Is it a voice within,

like a plant with roots embedded,

stretching vital signals thin,

with no idea of where it's headed?



Within every living object,

driving frequencies apart,

something only few detect,

what escapes the fractured heart?



Is it something quite abstract,

made of false realities,

is it like a heart attack,

seazing, giving way to thee?



Like a tree with branches spread,

both near and far apart,

what becomes of human souls,

when man has lost his mortal heart?


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curiousity killed the cat but people forget that cats have nine lives.

Go on, get curious.

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Nyarlethotep]
    #15945030 - 03/14/12 04:19 AM (12 years, 3 months ago)

just typed this up before and made it my facebook cover image:

The fire is blown out and the smoke burns. The times table lacks insight into its condition: pinned to a wall, fear and headlights in its eyes. Sequential locking of doors, the hallway turns black and inhales. Cough, sputter.


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My shield...
My armour...

TESTED
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: circastes]
    #15951251 - 03/15/12 02:33 PM (12 years, 3 months ago)

Hear feet dippin into a gravitational space of which my mind is always in a race. To catch myself is to let go, lost in the sea, I will find what I know. Look into my heart, I breathed it from the start. A star torn a part, spread inter connect ed. THroat tear drop boat of salvation, vessel expanding understanding. This, right now, I love you. I love you. Isle of you.

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. *DELETED* [Re: weshroom]
    #15951724 - 03/15/12 04:20 PM (12 years, 3 months ago)

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Niall]
    #15960329 - 03/17/12 05:14 PM (12 years, 3 months ago)

i've been  here for years under this big ole blue sky
skimming stones from barren shores
watching from above between the rocks of mountain tops
killing time

I've been stressed and depressed
ran out of things to say
innocent and deranged lying claims and stakes
conquered and shoved my pride in street walls

watched infinity in the stars
felt life swell above and crush me
asked a million times why (still waiting on a reply)
through the looking glass over and over

watched the animals creep about at night
dying by the lakes at daybreak
swarmed upon by flies
while bees break bread over the wild flowers

the world ashamed and insouciant
tomorrow gleeful and caring
the cradle coverging; centering
then falling into disarray

balance and chaos
The clocks strike, 3, 5 and 4
with barely a whisper and passing
will it ever be no more?


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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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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Grapefruit]
    #15979174 - 03/22/12 12:12 AM (12 years, 3 months ago)

By time we are bound
A curse some would say
By whichever of gods
You, mortal man, prays to that day
How strange it all seems
The push we all feel
The tick tick of the clock
Pressing on
Ever on
Theirs no stopping for you
Yet there is a word
Said many ways
what it all boils down to
What we try to explain
How are minds try to grasp
Why things decay with each day
Felling of buildings
Tumbling of man
With all things that begin
Inevitablly end
Thats the measure of time
We all grasp in our mind
So we all get a piece
A small sliver youd say
Just a smidgen, a taste
Of this place we relate
To do evil
Maybe good
Or to just coast by
Like a phantom afraid
To tip his hat either( i-ther) way
Where should we go?
What should we do?
Who knows little youth
Its your slice of pie
This question you pose
Albeit a good one
Will only keep you stressed
While time ticks ever onward.


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"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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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Enjoywho]
    #15981920 - 03/22/12 03:27 PM (12 years, 3 months ago)

Es war um 1780
Und es war in Wien
No plastic money anymore
Die Banken gegen ihn
Woher die Schulden kamen
War wohl jedermann bekannt
Er war ein Mann der Frauen
Frauen liebten seinen Punk

Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus Amadeus, oh oh oh Amadeus

Come and rock me Amadeus...

Baby baby do it to me rock me
Baby baby do it to me rock me
Baby baby do it to me rock me
Ja ja ja
Baby baby do it to me rock me
Baby baby do it to me rock me
Baby baby do it to me rock me

Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus
Amadeus Amadeus, oh oh oh Amadeus...


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CT(a): BH AT CW CE KI LI LT KE AE BH AE KW LT AW CE KI AT
pt:    s  e  d  a  s  c  o  o  r  d  i  n  a  t  e  s
CT(a): LT KI KT AE LT KE AW AW LI KT BI BH AE LE KI LT
:docbrown:    :realawe:                :realpacman:

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Talking Head]
    #15983071 - 03/22/12 07:35 PM (12 years, 3 months ago)

Hear space baby, come to me.
The minds inside and outside its free.
Loves a potion, honey..
Come on n dose me.
Awareness ocean baby.
Breathing ripples,
eye sea lucidity.

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: weshroom]
    #16063907 - 04/09/12 02:17 AM (12 years, 2 months ago)

I don't follow any particular format.. My inspiration comes from free form spoken word artists (Sage Francis, Buddy Wakefield, Scroobius PIP, Saul Williams, Ect.). This piece  is called 'Never See The Wind'


He said he would never see the wind
but he could feel his spine tingle when it hit
He says he like the way it feels
there's too much tension in his head
from tuggin' on the reel
teetering on the brink
falling off his rocker
with another song to sing
didn't feel claustrophobic., lost between two walls closin'
with just him in his bed with an empty bottle., overdosin'
he's chosen to be open to the lasso of problems that has him roped in
he can't see the wind, but he can feel the rules
on the prescription bottle when they bent


she showed false smiles
but in her lonesome she cut her self
I guess stones that slow the flow of the river
purify the water, still..She said she'd never see the wind
only the dead leaves & dirt that's blowin' in it
very little insurance if this was beginning to get to her
or ending.. The feeling of your sanity, bending like a wine glass
"only reason I'm alive is for  "God's sake".. She said it like that..
I can tell she knows she's about to break..
I, seen the pain in her eyes, but I, was scare to mention it
in fear that it would steer unstable emotions off of cliffs & into oceans
like vehicles with suicidal drivers with their notes writ,
this is poetry in motion.
.. & The more she started distancing herself
the more she started mentioning the hell
she spent her time alone in., whispering to willows
someone would visit every now & then
but never take notice or bring up, the blood on her pillow
& if you did., Still thou.. No, She'll never say anything
she'll go outside alone, instead & sit in the rain
contemplating., "Should I hurry the fuck up, or keep waiting."
& I kept waiting., For the depression to infest her
one day all the medication, made the razor blades.,
Finally get the best of her


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Hello! My name is PscillyMeXD.. & I am a member of the psychedelic community.
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"Mr. Perfect, Misconstrued
Lead the way, follow through
Probably hate me, I do too
You're so much like me I feel sorry for you."
~Eyedea (R.I.P)
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: PscillyMeXD]
    #16130954 - 04/23/12 10:17 PM (12 years, 2 months ago)

your soft


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we don't even have a chance
birthday party, armageddon
long stem roses, avalanch

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Jdub1]
    #16163312 - 04/30/12 10:52 PM (12 years, 1 month ago)

Moon struck

"I have a dream" 
I am sure has been said true for every being, for every living stream on this land for Kings of Queens. Who hasn't seen the Moon as the sky, or mid-days Sun breaking through rain clouds; all these colors are here so I had to give it up to the prism of light, I exist in Gods moment, Nurturing as the Moons gaze which never turn from my place; her eyes wait for mine to awaken and we meet for the night till our grip fades; Let the Sun shine on me, let the whole universe see I wait for the night to come, for the Moon has stricken me


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just give me a field and a sun ray!

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: stumpme]
    #16163366 - 04/30/12 11:04 PM (12 years, 1 month ago)

Nice thread rejuvanation!

Here's a little ditty I wrote up while bored in my Crystallography course.

Here I shit
Full of poo
Take a hit
Scent of zoo.

Smoke and methane mingle
And my insides tingle.
But what is this?
Out my butt it slips.

Brown rock shaped like a fist
And I think I've ripped
Proceed to smoke a spliff
And wallow in my pain.
I lay down on my bed
And hope for no more strain.

Alas, the commode cannot swallow.
The plunger jumps, and I follow
Out the toilet flies a swallow
And strikes me in the face.

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: facepockets]
    #16198415 - 05/08/12 04:34 AM (12 years, 1 month ago)

garbage really but i hope it's down SOMEONE's alley :smile:

Instigate within the wireframe neuron
Take away the order and replace with nulon
Polish the synapse squeaky-clean and run within with freaky gleam
The face that washed away

Forever and then more, life is not and is not a chore
Tongues twist within the neurological circuit
No time to take down notes with your pen
Never again

Underneath the roach-weaved carpet lies a dart with no sentiment except to expound contents of pouches washed with river-soaked never-stood rightness lost within a mind-bending Ken-doll lost within a Barbie product renamed Mend-All as the company expanded business into the convenience market, Self lost here and not found astray, millions become millions in a hive of convinced mesmorism and self-haunted self-decay. Then you see it, not ever you don't, live here and do not choke on your vegetables as they came out of a dart-gun shot at a running cabbage with no loss intended in the variety market's community donations except those delivered to a strange idiot by the pot plant who garners rage without a second thought and stares and stares and stares inviting only stares as he pretends there are no cares within his decaying mind-bank sold to the highest bidder and loaned to deadening carpet slug-drugs pixel-high and pixel-nigh, lever the orange and give it storage without a second thought you ought, bought and sold, caught and old.

Why stare, why stare, why stare, at me, like that, you twat, you're like a cat, cricket without a bat, you old hat, left to gather dust, lick up rust, and mistrust any man who walks with schizophrenia in his stride, a brain fried, never you mind, you old kind, wander Earth no more as we are here, we have shed our tears and it's never been said to you – has it? - that you are yesteryear's. Douse your fears, ignite the minute's meres and let's become something else in this house left to stand on rickey ground.


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My solitude...
My shield...
My armour...

TESTED
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FULL
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: circastes]
    #16217973 - 05/12/12 01:16 AM (12 years, 1 month ago)

Slow fog fills the sky, I can’t see the top

Halfway to the stars, How dare I stop

My back moans "enough!" and my feet long for home,

But if I quit now there wouldn’t be a poem

So I climbed and I ached at a marvelous pace

And I passed through the fog, a gradual grace

I sat at the top and the moon smiled back,

The rest of the sky, an eloquent black

Except for one star,

Who made it this far.


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: bananaman]
    #16219470 - 05/12/12 12:14 PM (12 years, 1 month ago)

Why is the cat not outside all the time
If he enjoys the sun like me.
Wind and bird songs blow through me
Making room for it all
Wind curls around me
Gentle arms wrapping me in now
Awareness curls like leafs drying on the deck
birds ringing out into the great unknown
The sphere of consciousness perceived from the point
The point that reflects it all
All of which has grown

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. *DELETED* [Re: weshroom]
    #16223006 - 05/13/12 03:30 AM (12 years, 1 month ago)

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