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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: christianc]
    #16508040 - 07/10/12 05:12 AM (11 years, 11 months ago)

embarassed

I open my eyes
Wasting only sleep

I believed I was lonely
There was a good reason for sticking it out

Walking I wonder
Is this what they talked about?

It all seems senseless and vague
The hissing of waves in the desert

Puddles form around my feet
Soon I am dragging

Dreams cloud the landscape
I fashon my lies

Collecting bits of string
Empty cigar boxes

Many bits of string
Empty cigar boxes

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: moonrockmushy]
    #16508067 - 07/10/12 05:24 AM (11 years, 11 months ago)

Here I am
Once again
Enjoy what you do
who you
no me
bitch represent
an OG


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"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. *DELETED* [Re: Enjoywho]
    #16531134 - 07/14/12 04:34 PM (11 years, 11 months ago)

Post deleted by CrazedPossum

Reason for deletion: dont want to share this poem anymore



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"That is the role of the poet I believe. To glorify: To show the true glory of life." - R.S.Thomas

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: CrazedPossum]
    #16552756 - 07/19/12 12:36 AM (11 years, 11 months ago)

Who Mourns For The Executioner?

Called not of his will
A bloody cleaver in hand
His sole purpose
To balance out

What stands

An answer to
The question
To silence the voice
That has spoken long enough

What stands

A dark invitation
A desire towards the light
Wished them all the best
Left with hair, flesh, and blood

What stands

The fires grow tall
And not a drop of water to be spared

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Vore]
    #16615110 - 07/30/12 06:06 AM (11 years, 10 months ago)

Here kitty kitty

Witchety grubs and ugly mugs
Finding their way through the meaningless scrubs
Where will they go when this night is light
Where will they go when this height is mite

Nothing to do in a forest of two
Less and less I guess we'll find a way to meet with you
In there somewhere, I don't care, I lit a flare
One hundred and one metres before the baby flew

Come inside and let's be one
In this city, on this rung
Together we'll see what comes of the subject matter
When after a strange brew we are both as mad as the hatter

Sign me a petition and I'll signal you something delicious
Without a care in our underwear we dare to be bare
Sex in the litter


Serious?

Sewwy is?
Nothing delirious
Innit? Twice today I lay in the sea shore, no the bay
Spider descends, big man pretends
It's not a spider but something flea

Worcester, worch the fuck does that mean?
Coming and going in the inward boring flowing
Out we go, the outlet is mouth-let
Into a spewing see
Of pictures of the deceased you and me

Muddy pilgrims lay in a stupid itchy hay
It almost hurts to speak with an urge so scratchy
But they resist because the laughter comes naturally

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My shield...
My armour...

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: circastes]
    #16632304 - 08/02/12 05:14 AM (11 years, 10 months ago)

Nothing could prepare you for this
The easy state space station kiss
The long forgotten just do what you wish
For it's in your best interests not to list
all
the
list
less
ness

Confounded and true, the heart beats you, it's not the only way out of this maze, though your brain beats blood through it in a daze, lost in the serene unfolding of the nothing state of perfect minded minding your own business, only the mind exists. Boring! Not really. Boring! Not really!
Repetitive and boring.

Within the shot finded never the less ending on the birthday of twelve. Shoot 'em ups and starry guts losing control in perfect disconnected disconnect.

Mind and falcon, losing welcome, his outstretched wings win you back to planet three and thus you and me we shout and glee and here we see it's not me but the three stolen bags of hay that aren't bags but lessons strutting into May that I find inside nothing too tasty but another stolen day.

NOT HERE TO PRETEND, LOSING CONDESCEND, FORTUITOUS RECOMMEND, I SHOUT AND SHOUT AND SHOUT

Someone listens, it's me.


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

TESTED
WITH
FULL
FORCE

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: circastes]
    #16650019 - 08/05/12 09:09 PM (11 years, 10 months ago)

The hate I feel is real
feel it again with religious zeal
Why does religion ruin relationships instead of build it?
I'm at a loss but I don't regret it.
My family, either or, so fuck off say it to your mother fuck off
Only way to let go of abandnment
birthday and all I want is to others to feel pain
The pain I feel that slave to that belief
fertile breeding grounds, upper middle class
fuck off.
Do you ever dare to tell your mother to fuck off.
Well this on my birthday I don't care about your scoff.
Like Nirvana, it will always be a part of me
There is so much that you can't see
doesn't matter because there are so many masks
always doing your tasks
break from reality
and see what is going to be
Why do I hold on for acceptance?


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: timelapses]
    #16657727 - 08/06/12 11:06 PM (11 years, 10 months ago)

glad to see you all!! and thanks for the reading I am really enjoying the poetry!! not much here...maybe these were inspired by lots of things!

In two worlds, two views, what would the lord have me do?

..death and birth? why are you so stricken?
I already stood up; I inhaled death, a cold feeling in the breath of life.



this is a convo between God, and Powerion  ;]

and God said, proceed from every word
and atlast my friend you have so much power! everything has its time.. one must not give up on these earthly things till one is ready.
I have seen everything under the sun, and even the stars themselves wondered to see what you were looking at.

Lord forgive me, but how do you know?

because Powerion, even you must have seen you have always been looking down.


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: stumpme]
    #16657909 - 08/06/12 11:39 PM (11 years, 10 months ago)

dying planes
crash again
hate the life
the birthday
stillborn
better than death
I resurrect


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: timelapses]
    #16674842 - 08/10/12 02:32 AM (11 years, 10 months ago)

I am NOT a tree
I am NOT a tree
I am NOT a tree
I am NOT a tree

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: mrjynxx]
    #16690320 - 08/12/12 10:02 PM (11 years, 10 months ago)

Everyday i get better at telling the truths from the lies
like slowly learning to decipher rain clouds from blue skies skies
starting to accept the fact that i'm not like other guys
as i fly to the moon and back everytime i close my eyes
realizin that we came to earth just to die
like shooting stars flying by
if you want to make a wish now's the time
Cause ultimately times just another mask,
glued to our faces by the questions that we ask,
like does loving life make me a masochist?
is there such thing as a cursed gift?
Am i actually a dope lyricist?
i think so cuz everytime i rhyme it's like a free psychedelic experience
and it's easy to be inspired when our paradox is so mysterious
i hear the call of the stars but can't take it seirous
i guess it's just who i is
it's just who i am
my own biggest fan
a one man bad
oh and
i'm programmed
to paint hands red
cause all the love i found went to my head
starry eye'd admiring the pretty colors that i bleed
as the young soldier overseas got pumped full of lead
and the starving child got handed a bible instead of being fed
all the words never got their chance to be said
it's my own fucking sanity hanging on by a thread
cause the monster that used to live under my bed somehow managed to crawl into my head

i breath knowing
these chaellenges are here to seperate the boys from the men
the truth from the trends
the chaos from the zen
the now from the when
it's the recipe for heaven
so rest in piece
but live as a legend
no point in asking questions,
or asking god to send you a sign,
nothing to do really but sit wait for the stars to be aligned
so cross you're t's,
dot you're i's
ask your why's
like why to i even try to ride this tide
can't quite digest my pesticides
today's alibi won't subdue tomorrow's sorrow's
Can never get the message out of the fucking bottle
or distinguish the model citizen from the criminal
they wall walk in circles and keep their dreaming to a minimal
as i become less human and more metaphysical
highly origanal
break the damn and let the chi flow

peddle to the floor
i'm not gonna meddle in the affairs or mortals anymore
too busy searchin mind for portals and the earth for c4
cleansing the doors of my perception
realities just a word i get to write the definition
pay attention
cause Until the stars cause you terror you'll never know what i felt
i've been so low i wanted to hang myself with orions belt
i was being a whiney little bitch about the cards i was delt
and realized that satan was dealing from the bottom of the deck
and so i started rapping and he bobbed his head and broke his neck
then i checked my hand again, and i had all four aces
more than the basics
blessed with the opportunity to be a glitch in the matrix
release the hatrid
hand in hand we can make it
walking further from the masses
Theres a line that seperates real from the divine and i think we passed it,
puttin all my eggs in one basket
as i gave you my secrets in a glass box asked you to smash it
yet i never learn,
still tryin to turn the page
and accept that i'm not a prophet or a sage
just an animal and an angel forced to share a cage
stop telling me to act my age
i'm 22
and i don't wanna hear your truths
i don't wanna hear your lies
i don't wanna hear your story
unless the dies
see i'm one of those red eye'd jedi's
who can still hear the cries of demons that i locked away into an archaic vault
screaming from the depths of my psyche saying "mikey it all your fault"
i take it with a grain a salt
lead the assault
down into the deranged abyss
that is the shadow lands of my own unexplored consciousness

PM me if u wanna hear more poems i wrote :laugh:

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: mv356]
    #16783994 - 09/03/12 09:05 PM (11 years, 9 months ago)

dawn of a mourn in scorn of a shore thin
fauna kin in the midst

when needing a hand is twisting a wrist

day tour through a few states in one place
mydriasis

i rate this :suicide:

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Jdub1]
    #16810729 - 09/08/12 11:48 AM (11 years, 9 months ago)

Good thread

Edited by TheMule73 (09/25/12 10:06 AM)

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: TheMule73]
    #16811228 - 09/08/12 01:29 PM (11 years, 9 months ago)

Honeydew harvest seems appetizing by the mouthful; how I pray for the finer riches, a caring heart to mend the many wounded garret dwellers;

Onward I must go for the forests & foreign chambers I have to yet to plunder.
The frock I've assembled has fooled noone but the grandest fool of them all, myself.

Must this tragic vessel move past these rough & stormy seas, everlasting this spite appears to boil in the tragic flow of my blood. ...alas I shall be alone til the last leave falls from this weeping willow.

(Something I threw together yesterday outside of Barnes & Noble)


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No More Stories Are Told Today, I'm Sorry They Washed Away // No More Stories, The World Is Grey, I'm Tired, Let's Wash Away.


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: aghorrorag]
    #16819804 - 09/09/12 08:56 PM (11 years, 9 months ago)

MARK OFF THE ROOF:

lifes not fair they exclaimed when i was small
they explained it all
what comes up must fall
who stands tall must end up crawling
you found a way live life that stalls the walls from closing you in when your less impressive
when you hang your head humble screwed over by being piss poor passive aggressive
next time you address me i might have less of a shit to give
i might have more of a life to live
i might have changed enough to love myself more
maybe just enough to ignore you and your ordinary canary coal mine mind

think what you wish
spend your time washing your own dirty dishes
im not apologizing for being the biggest fish shot in the barrel
im not sorry any more for seeming feral
im not apologizing for realizing your a terrible herald
im not fucking sorry for not being careful
im not sorry im me
im not sorry i ended up making it harder than it had to be

i hope you arent sorry for how you act
i hope you no one waits until after you packed
after you relaxed
right when your practically happy
i hope you double checked your facts
i hope you never feel like a hack
when your interviewer lacks interest
when your opportunity turns west
when you rewrite your past for the rest of your life
bitter brother and dead wife

whatever makes you feel like a man most
whatever makes you forget your wasted white bread burnt toast
whatever makes whatever your believe worth boasting about
whatever keeps your dead dad's ghost out
keep doing it keep it up
keep living up to nothing
i hope you live up to your dreams
i hope you never change teams
i wanna see you across the green field
wielding what you think is the answer
i hope you get cancer





PAULSBORO:

i left home the minute the option fell in my lap
i found myself living in silent hill off-map
an oil town never slapped with a federal cap
the refinery whines behind the whining of my trap
i learned i yapped
i laugh
and ask my uncle for a half
and jacked off to the idea of girl resting her head against my back

we lived with a couple of couples and a couple of cats
the black one took to rubbing her face on my hat
the other two needed a smaller animal to attack
so i sat
and got fat
fell into a pattern i thought i was better than that
doing nothing compulsively and constantly distracted

i reacted
tacked on a bunch of projects that required acting
then the couples collapsed
and the depression relapsed
i was left all alone with an empty floor covered in plastic
facts are facts i wont pretend living alone wasnt fantastic
no one to find dirty dishes to be drastic
no one to call me on my bullshit when im manic
moving around wont work right if you let yourself panic

so i sat around and enjoyed the town i knew id never be back
then i packed
and left behind a bunch of crap
and moved away from the deleware bay and the oil that made it black
to the friends who thought i either didnt care or i finally cracked

to the city where your safe away from where the crack is being sold
and the death of a friend makes people in their 20s feel old
where you end up putting the health of your body on hold
and where every strand of dignity is sold

everyone wants to buy things theyre just doing what theyre told

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: sirbojangles]
    #16858460 - 09/16/12 07:03 PM (11 years, 9 months ago)

The government set up 9/11
Sending all kinds of innocent people to heaven.
Blame the talaban, and FUCK their religion.

Politicians and CEOs came together with a mission.
To control the worlds oil, had their palms itchin.
To put a pipeline in middle of the sand.
With our military presents in the middle eastern land.
Blame Osama Bin Ladin, even though he was working with the man.
Disregard human life, making money was the plan.

I love my country. Im a patriot. And Im ready to stand against the oppression. Ready to rally the people in this time of recession. And fight the power with full on aggression.


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: CaliGrown]
    #16884695 - 09/21/12 03:50 AM (11 years, 9 months ago)

Some very good stuff in here. There's no way I could ever read it all unfortunately. Btw good one CaliGrown :thumbup:

Here is my first contribution.

Four years
Four years later…

Time for which there’s little to show
When ones known possess fruits of effort
This shell has been known without one
While dreaming of something greater

Sick of bitter fruitless nights
Craving nothing but universal cease of suffering
So slowly all the lights were turned out
And I hoped to whither in the sun

With hope of decaying outside as in
But friction is absent, it's too cold
No maggots will feast on this wasteful flesh
As insisted, this vessel became numb

Time holds no matter, though I feel so old
Years strolled by as just a blur
Oh how this turn out has been bleak…
Could it be any more dumb?

To hope that this heart would leak
Into the land and dissipate in open air
And that love would float and flow throughout
There has been no use...

Nothing
But still matter…
I want to matter.


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: CookieCrumbs] * 1
    #16906135 - 09/25/12 12:21 AM (11 years, 8 months ago)

Spill:

On closer inspection,
You saw the hairs embedded in the carpet
The pores sheltering debris

And you laughed in your alien voice
Hardly recognized yourself
What a strange combination

The mucus creeping up your throat
And the dirt, and the shame, and the guilt
It didn't matter much in that moment

And you laughed
In your "Ha Ha Ha"
They didn't know what to do

You breaking the taboo...

He looked at you
The drool dripping off his chin,
And you... fearless.

You did a little dance
There in the swamp
They thought it was all clean
And you, the foreign agent

Ponder, they:
What of our familiar?

Ahhh, and then we got nervous
The eyes peered right in
We wondered just what to do

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Vore]
    #16908397 - 09/25/12 01:07 PM (11 years, 8 months ago)

Quote:

Vore said:
Spill:

On closer inspection,
You saw the hairs embedded in the carpet
The pores sheltering debris

And you laughed in your alien voice
Hardly recognized yourself
What a strange combination

The mucus creeping up your throat
And the dirt, and the shame, and the guilt
It didn't matter much in that moment

And you laughed
In your "Ha Ha Ha"
They didn't know what to do

You breaking the taboo...

He looked at you
The drool dripping off his chin,
And you... fearless.

You did a little dance
There in the swamp
They thought it was all clean
And you, the foreign agent

Ponder, they:
What of our familiar?

Ahhh, and then we got nervous
The eyes peered right in
We wondered just what to do




interesting.. trippy. good job, i loved it


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: drkkenny]
    #16986067 - 10/07/12 06:32 PM (11 years, 8 months ago)

Quote:

drkkenny said:
Honeydew harvest seems appetizing by the mouthful; how I pray for the finer riches, a caring heart to mend the many wounded garret dwellers;

Onward I must go for the forests & foreign chambers I have to yet to plunder.
The frock I've assembled has fooled noone but the grandest fool of them all, myself.

Must this tragic vessel move past these rough & stormy seas, everlasting this spite appears to boil in the tragic flow of my blood. ...alas I shall be alone til the last leave falls from this weeping willow.

(Something I threw together yesterday outside of Barnes & Noble)



This sort of style appeals to me. It's much more profound.


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

TESTED
WITH
FULL
FORCE

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