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mushroom_sandwich
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Crumpet]
#16258277 - 05/20/12 01:21 PM (12 years, 1 month ago) |
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Seeking Seeking and finding All that a wise man has sought for And more To walk the path of a shaman Old, wise, and ever observing I am blessed with what I have gathered here tonight On such a night To think.. I have lived a lifetime In but a night What a glorious night! I have lived the lives of all I have touched Tasted.. All of the worlds bounties Heard all that is not I am the same as the earth that I tread upon Hard, old, and serious I am the same as the blades of grass on which I lay Soft, young, and whistful What have they done..? What has become of man!? To savagely and brutally deflour our mother! Our gentle mother Who weaves a web between each and every star Speaking Calling Crying out! For her children to save her Children Innocent children and their Distant echoes of laughter Pretending.. In the forest... We who travel the path Lay upon mirrors Reflecting on forgotten days As if.. We had lived them yesterday.. Dirt holes dug deep within the memories that dwell in my being To think.. I have lived a lifetime In but a night Our prolonged night Our beautiful night It's true that parting is such sweet sorrow When the stars are all but gone And when the darkness breeds a light A calming light The moon that shines at dawn An end.. To an endless night..
-------------------- “I believe in a long, prolonged derangement of the senses to attain the unknown. Our pale reasoning hides the infinite from us."
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It's been the ruin of a many poor boy, and god I know I'm one. Sometimes lyrics take the place of what I could ever write.
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stumpme
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: timelapses]
#16288900 - 05/26/12 05:50 PM (12 years, 1 month ago) |
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thanks I return with more!
The Last of the Free Thinkers!
The day the last one was to fall; in the skies shot the ones soul back, and divided into twelve people The Spirit flowed, for The Spirit was already of this place; just as you may put your finger in a stream, this is where the last of the Free Thinkers stand; for you do not get a stream from a Man, but a Man is placed near a stream after it has been placed, and after the hills which fit together, and the skies and the stars, the Sun and the Moon..all the spaces between!
The dark one search all his days for the true twelve which The Spirit flowed; here to at a stream you may find the dark one, he too was once placed in bare beauty. He cannot know the ways of The Spirit; because he has not seen them, he has not walked them; but he will see The Last of the Free Thinkers! For once he destory the twelve, he will see The Spirit not only left in the blink of an eye and cast his soul unto 12 signs, but he also was born in Blood; The dark one was unaware of how far The Spirit Love reach, he was unaware of the paths it took;
For he will see that here left is the Last of the Free Thinkers, and by his own laws he will be driven out of his own place, he will be chased down by the people he created, he will search for a way to leave his mark that others may find, the rules he created.
The Last of the Free Thinkers must be destroyed
this is the way of The Spirit.
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Ojyelhsa
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: stumpme]
#16305403 - 05/30/12 10:12 AM (12 years, 29 days ago) |
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nature tend to fit my mood, or perhaps it is vice versa. here are two poems i have written recently.
5:20am I cant see the trees yet They still hide within the earths shadow
But I can imagine them! I know just where they rest waiting for the sun to climb over the horizon And set them on fire.
but it is still black out Might as well be midnight.
Was that my sigh that started this rolling wind? ill play along.
Ill reach out my hand at the right moment stretch my arm out, far as I can reach And further still
Now I can see You must understand the eye that is trained to catch the light.
this is a delicate situation now. do not confuse the street lamps to show you all that is there. They are too bold in their presumption.
This is not how the earth reveals itself. Wait for the sun. Soon now, taste the difference on your skin.
first the hazy green, The magnetic energy swirls the color around the clouds Is that yellow? he has awakened early.. And angered the orange Who burst forth revealing the red
Hush now, Magenta will settle things down
Where is that athoritative orb? It must reign in this color spectrum Before the world goes mad And the trees become blue And the sky falls to lavender...
Ah, the trees. Still hiding. but I know where they are. They are not the clouds But only one eye can make out the difference..
Incoherent babblings as I fill my being with chemicals Flip the switch to "on" And go about reliving yesterday while pretending that tomorrow will eventually come.
relinquish Its been raining sporatically. The plants love it I hear them singing even now
The sky is grey most of the time But the sun is petsistent Almost at my whim, The clouds radiate this orange haze
I let them rest. This rain must fall The trees have been groaning for symphony.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Ojyelhsa]
#16305473 - 05/30/12 10:37 AM (12 years, 29 days ago) |
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Mind everywhere. Listening, loosening, while the snake's neck is glisening. Vibrant rings circling, triangle head with mouth open wide. Feeling, aware, as I stare into its eyes. For this moment we are one.
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Ojyelhsa
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: weshroom] 1
#16305497 - 05/30/12 10:47 AM (12 years, 29 days ago) |
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rocking back and forth i cried the silence she does kill she came upon me quickly took my soul against my will
and so i lie here helplessly no sanity to hold i glance upon the frozen rose the silent story told
so beautiful and vibrant its grace remained unflawed unlike my stolen sanctuary the silence has unthawed
i whisper to the rose bring me serenity venture off thine frozen path give me eternity
but the rose remained unmoving its secrets never shared it remained there ever dying to cry i would not have dared
i turned back to insanity and let her will be done my eye closed then forever with this, the silence won
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jordman
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Ojyelhsa]
#16318977 - 06/01/12 07:45 PM (12 years, 26 days ago) |
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I have only just started to realise that there was a lot of discussion on this forum other than hunting and IDing! There are some fantastic poets here IMO. This is one I did recently, from my blog, kinda revolving around my epilepsy and feelings of 'de-realization'
My Unreality
I stare endlessly, up and through the blue of the sky Wondering, pondering, deciding, Today, which disguise shall me mine? As I know not my own self, nor the world my eyes bring to shine. My existence is a balancing act, all I can do is try to act kind
If you needed to know, is this real? My thoughts would be useless As I know my response, you would not feel, Nor would it mean anything to reality itself, Purely my musings from my own private film reel
So I therefore must face my selves, Before I am driven beyond insanity, where coming back is no guarantee, Into an existence of Hell, Into a Fiery World filled with gnomes and elves. A world where my want does not belong, everyday reminding myself to stay strong. So I am able to navigate each second, no matter how long, no matter how precious, As for as long as my Will is mine to hold I will never be gone I will never say goodbye I am always in control
-------------------- "Watching TV is like taking black paint to your third eye." ttttttttssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhh Read my experience in a rehab facility that was actually some sort of cult! https://epilepticmoondancer.net/the-archway-chronicles-2/ Move over Rover! And let Jimi take over.....
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jordman
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: weshroom]
#16319212 - 06/01/12 08:31 PM (12 years, 26 days ago) |
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Quote:
weshroom said: Mind everywhere. Listening, loosening, while the snake's neck is glisening. Vibrant rings circling, triangle head with mouth open wide. Feeling, aware, as I stare into its eyes. For this moment we are one.
I like this one a lot. Would like to read more
-------------------- "Watching TV is like taking black paint to your third eye." ttttttttssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhh Read my experience in a rehab facility that was actually some sort of cult! https://epilepticmoondancer.net/the-archway-chronicles-2/ Move over Rover! And let Jimi take over.....
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timelapses
Life in free form



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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: jordman]
#16331701 - 06/04/12 03:22 PM (12 years, 24 days ago) |
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Time goes by, feeling flustered, no one knows and now I need. Patience, a virtue? Why not force the issue? Some say poetry is crap but I've evolved above all that.
Time sleeps.
Poetry is art love put to rest
Endings that reach for a beginning.
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InTiMiDaToRdInO
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: timelapses]
#16332876 - 06/04/12 07:31 PM (12 years, 23 days ago) |
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Someone come save me, something's about to give I do not know how much longer I can live You say; I am an utter disgrace When all I want is to see your face Hold your hand, kiss your lips, fell your breath I have never been so close to death His hands grip my neck tight This can't be right! Will you help me Will you understand my pain Must my life end, unfortunately Remember when we would walk in the rain? Remember when we would fall asleep in the other's grasp? The light is gone, long faded away Do I deserve this punishment I so thouroughly seek? We would go lie together down by the creek My festering wounds start to reek Infected and inflammed my heart is weak No longer on my sleave, merely a streak Of what once was, never will be again This can't be right!? - TZ
If a heart could bleed what color would it be? Would it be red for the blood it holds inside Would it be black like the disease you have left me with Would it be green with envy What if it's dry, what if it died Love can not only be a myth - TZ
-------------------- IMPOSSIBLE IS NOTHING.:.TRAVEL THE UNIVERSE
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clctvsl
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Post deleted by clctvslReason for deletion: poetry is too personal
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Earthaly Delights
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Re: feedback is appreciated [Re: clctvsl]
#16375526 - 06/13/12 10:11 AM (12 years, 15 days ago) |
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In Praise of The Internet
How have I loved thee? Let me count the ways in Binary code. How many major telecos have I owed full many dollars? For seduction of teh ladies fine and Widely spread. Never better opportunities didst flow To horny youth From any other source. Stick mags had nowt To offer lads of tender years which ever rivalled Redtube's Sweet moist allure In any manner. - Thou modem. Stout Intermediary twixt me and 18 y/o hottie gal from Sweden. Valiant conduit of love. Without thee how celibate were our lives? Fibre-optic lovepump of yon digital environs. Ere thee were we lost; Alone and stymied so many generations hast been. Thou hast brought us love and worship ist thy recompense. 4th gen Priapic pope of carnality. Solitary are the crowds of cyberspace. The eager and the desperate equal In thine eyes. You beckon and Our own climactic sever crash lures us anon.
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GOD'S FLESH (MAGIC MUSHROOMS)
I'VE CONSUMED THE FLESH THAT TAKES ME THERE TO THAT PLACE OF WONDER TO THAT PLACE OF CARE PATIENTLY WAITING.. FOR MY JOURNEY TO BEGIN I CAN FEEL GOD'S FLESH BEING ABSORBED WITHIN NOW WITH MY NERVE ENDINGS TINGLING AND MY LEGS FEELING LIGHT AS I PREPARE MYSELF MENTALLY FOR MY HEAVENLY FLIGHT...
MY MAGIC MUSHROOM POEM MATERIAL COPYRIGHTED BY THE AUTHOR (MARTIN SANDERS)
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Hawkstone]
#16387095 - 06/15/12 07:40 PM (12 years, 12 days ago) |
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Feel her all over me, her changes her hair. Way to young to despair. full of life and vigor unafraid of her sexuality. she has a hold of the world.
Youth.
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Soluminia
The mind is god



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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: timelapses]
#16387751 - 06/15/12 10:07 PM (12 years, 12 days ago) |
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An old poem I wrote called "Monster" made a series out of it actually on deviantart.
With the world to his back He stands there unmoved by his destruction Almost filled with joy As he see's others peoples lives as a mere toy He will continue on his spree He will make sure no one will attempt to flee The voices tell him this isn't reality You just need to need make sure the first strike is an instant fatality Almost as if death has plagued his hands A simple touch will bring everything you know to an agonzing end A true monster in nature No remorse has ever been shown This murderous beast will never be slown
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theonlysun81
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Soluminia]
#16423774 - 06/23/12 01:20 AM (12 years, 5 days ago) |
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Some things are common, like a boot, table, cup. Helping everyday men in their everyday chores, as they meander in their lives.
Daily acceptance of their inescapable plight replacing drive, determination, passion to better their plot in life.
Maybe it's their fault, maybe it's not.
But that's not the point.
And than there are the things in life, that can be bought, and most are. Expensive at first, these shiny new technologies. They're all whores.
And than we come to the finer things in life. The things that can't be bought or sold. Because the beautiful women, young and old, aren't interested in the gadgets of men. But we made them to get with you!
I see them walking on the grand stage and the silver screen. The ones who didn't make it, I see them walking up and down the streets, I talk to the ones I already meet. But it truly is trying to take a cloud and pin it down.
We all have had one, the one that got away. Because that's what makes them finer. They know how to get away. They also all want to be actresses.
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plektheplek



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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: theonlysun81]
#16433949 - 06/25/12 12:58 AM (12 years, 3 days ago) |
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Vore

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: plektheplek] 2
#16465379 - 07/01/12 01:51 PM (11 years, 11 months ago) |
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I wash dishes in the sink Ritualistic cleansing of Built up pain, anxieties Using some de-greaser, pink
I peer at the solid shine Curious and humbled by The ease with which dirt wipes away With the right chemicals applied
Everything is put in place Sorted, proper organized That we may put it back to use For scrambled eggs, before sunrise
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plektheplek



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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Vore]
#16473358 - 07/03/12 01:37 AM (11 years, 11 months ago) |
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christianc
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: plektheplek]
#16494080 - 07/07/12 07:22 AM (11 years, 11 months ago) |
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Run my finger through her hair, brunette Dissolve the partnership of our lips Sail south along the waves of her hips Her velvet glove and silk silhouette
Take her breath as she inhales mine Legs crossed we sit intertwined Play my flute and drink my wine Eat her fruit, our blood combined
Find my way in her deep moist cave Hungry for more, her flesh i crave Atop summit, at the climax of our duet Her velvet glove and silk silhouette
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