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g00ru
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Re: blue blue sky, up up hygh [Re: thud thud]
#17850705 - 02/23/13 12:50 AM (11 years, 4 months ago) |
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upon shrubberies of golden doom I play my bagpipes never wondering whether to coninue
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stellarshnap
Poet who doesn't know it


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: g00ru]
#17887415 - 03/01/13 04:51 PM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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Life's Fluidity
Within the eternal flow, just flow, Within the ocean span of infinite, just flow, just flow, Find the way, find the light, unite! Just flow, just flow. Believe, believe, keep hope, just flow, just flow. There is light, there is purpose, there is an end, just flow, just flow. Together we all stand, humans one and the same, Find the love, find the joy, the bliss, the world within, Just flow, just flow.
-------------------- Careful, though your mind may be over matter, matter is all we really know. "Or is it?" The problem with intelligence is that it fosters arrogance, and arrogance suffocates intelligence. True intelligence however, bites holes in the bag.
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Twistedd
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: stellarshnap]
#17889677 - 03/01/13 10:49 PM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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Sting
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
And words will make me laugh,
Curses, pokes, jeers, and jokes,
A sword, a bow, a staff.
But nothing can so vex me,
Not roaches or a wasp's keen buzz,
Nor fears of sky or sea,
Like unrequited love does,
How melancholy…
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I am... I seem to be in ecstasy and torture by both knowledge and mystery.
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Twistedd
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Twistedd] 1
#17889687 - 03/01/13 10:51 PM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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Where she may lay I cannot say; so thus
I listen for her noiseless voice,
Amid the stormy voiceless noise.
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I am... I seem to be in ecstasy and torture by both knowledge and mystery.
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stellarshnap
Poet who doesn't know it


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Twistedd]
#17889784 - 03/01/13 11:08 PM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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One
Our minds entwined, we wander aimlessly, yet with direction.
Our movements fluid, we discover flow, and within begin to know.
Our thoughts inseparable, dancing with the profound, reality ineffably clear.
We slow, we flow, we grow.
-------------------- Careful, though your mind may be over matter, matter is all we really know. "Or is it?" The problem with intelligence is that it fosters arrogance, and arrogance suffocates intelligence. True intelligence however, bites holes in the bag.
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g00ru
lit pants tit licker



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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: stellarshnap]
#17889805 - 03/01/13 11:12 PM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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one top of mountains twisted i fall on my knees before bitches asking for love signed 'none of the above'
i cant end it like that i need a new hat im a cool kinda cat who rhymes four lines in fact
but lets make it a 12 im climing straight out of hell the worst part is the smell do you hear the ringing bell
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The5thElement
Smile Friends :)



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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: g00ru]
#17893810 - 03/02/13 07:02 PM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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Ring a ding dingy aint got no time for that thingy I make stacks, high as the sky aint no problem for me to get some of that pie but without a doubt bitchez come at me and I shout you can have my gucci made sweata but first I'lll give you a smoochie and I'll rub you back betta
Gangsta licious
memoir of a gay gangster
real poem comming soon.
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KS_funguy
Belligerent Drunk Midget



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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: The5thElement]
#17893886 - 03/02/13 07:18 PM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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The irony of love...
She weeps, And I long to hold her close and warm, Kiss the tears out of her eyes.
She frowns, And my world slows down, I beg for her approval once again.
She laughs, And my heart dances to the music, Sweet sound of her soul.
She smiles, And part of me wants to lay her down, And fuck her dirty little mouth.
The irony of love...
Edited by KS_funguy (03/02/13 07:20 PM)
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g00ru
lit pants tit licker



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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: KS_funguy]
#17893931 - 03/02/13 07:24 PM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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text with the best aint nothing but a mess when i gesticulate my articulate verbiage onto this printing press
thats what a real g does i never run from the fuzz you wanna kick it with me cuz you better graduate like he does
b/c this isn't pre school this is learning how to rule a poet didn't know it but i just made a student drool
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The5thElement
Smile Friends :)



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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: g00ru]
#17914803 - 03/06/13 06:05 PM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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fast forward to a time from where I knew what to do I got these things on my mind, backtracking to reminding me where was I going, what could I see nothing was left, there was nothing I could see Though I knew what I saw, I didn't get up after the fall felt better to lay down, wither, and crawl more moments passed, still and unsure still I laid down, with no reason to fight night came and I felt it come upon me I watched as I crawled screamed and I bawled still I laid down, no reason to fight and then day came, I watched the sun rise Beauty on earth, at least in this moment I felt it pass through me this sliver of hope but still I remain, hurt and still chained minutes into hours, hours into days still I lay down, broken and stained all these things are, are moments anyways we only get a few until one day we're up our moments are done, our time fades away with what we do, with our moments in time echo an eternity, living forever If not in our life, then within others our sisters our brothers, our cousins, our mothers every single being, we share this connection
So I found beauty, in this life on earth I see it in faces I hear it in streets even if still sometimes I find it easy to stay down I remember that moment, from when hope came and if I lose my sight again my hearing, my will I'll remember the moment when the sun flowed through me It gave me my hope It showed me my will I remember the day from when I stood up, it was the day I had chosen to no longer lay still.
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g00ru
lit pants tit licker



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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: The5thElement]
#17914876 - 03/06/13 06:19 PM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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ego and drug use spiral fast out of control the simple life, phew
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The5thElement
Smile Friends :)



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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: g00ru]
#17914941 - 03/06/13 06:31 PM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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Cloud9
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: The5thElement] 1
#17914960 - 03/06/13 06:34 PM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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unfortunate tinkers craft unfortunate toys
and unfortunate bakers bake unfortunate bread
and unfortunate children play games in their head
for fortunate children are unfortunately dead
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Crumpet
go sranger



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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Cloud9]
#17926855 - 03/08/13 10:10 PM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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heres my most recent poem its doosey
fence of the zenith an emenence mental life sentence while i strive to revive an essence a pestilence presents upon possesion of pittence, i lament ill equiped with essential sence slip into obsolescence regress with less attempts to convalesce too askew from finesse issues that oppress hospitals and jails cels fail to address & i stress, this paradoxical mess erects diabolical men in excess
so i rot in a quadrat catharsis this sentence is sentry at the entrance in darkness as i surface you'll see me like shark fins i dont desrve this! Im not a narc & be warned of the mothership of martians fortified by four months of fasting set and scene means no outcasting honestly, who would want to be an obloquey contrasting id rather be the last one laughing
Back to basics me and mydriasis take trips outside the matrix inside my favourite spcaceship i glide and taylor makeshift glossolalia my savior, this, crazy oasis dreaming awake in stasis peeling away in the wake of scheming escape a stoned ape stealing a steak is seeming safe eject me into space already bless me with some grace lest we forgetr mkenna and the rest i rest my case
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245willow19

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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Crumpet]
#17933015 - 03/10/13 11:11 AM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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The candles in my room Bright up the gloom The guilt of stealing paradise It’s my magic day I paid a heavy price But I know it will soon fade away She is just an enticer and a deceiver, an unbeatable foe I’m chasing the high to escape the low
Yesterday I didn’t want to eat Too busy worshipping the divine bliss And couldn’t be bothered to wear shoes on my feet But there’re still traitors among us, the snakes that slither and hiss I fear and loathe the future The almighty lord is my shepherd and my teacher
Today I went up the mountains and picked whatever could be found Like the little things that sprouted from the ground Seeing sounds and hearing visions Creepy creatures and kaleidoscope televisions I began to fly away like a bird Getting higher and higher till I said the magic word An invisible kingdom in the sky It isn’t an exaggeration or a lie
I tried keeping my sanity People today listen to the lies and become afraid of the unknown Sometimes I lose touch with reality Because in my dreams, the glimpses of the future have been shown Life can seem a bit unkind Even though no amount of pills could clear your mind
I don’t fear death nor crave life Within myself there was no more strife No time to eat There’re humans nowadays that struggle No time to put shoes on my feet When the world has been shaken and reduced to rubble You see that’s why tears rolled down my face and leave me silent Knowing the world today is so cruel and violent
Modern humans dig up her earth and cut down her trees to grow some crop Mother in much pain that she wants this blasphemy to stop The horror! The horror! The horror! The world is crying She is slowly dying But we’re only human beings, living and growing Refueling the fire to keep us going
I can’t always escape the worries and unbearable pain The womb we inhabit today It’s polluted and rotting away The doctor still thinks there’s a chemical imbalance in my brain I know in this world there is a key That should unlock a part of me Now there’re children who haven’t got shoes on their feet or food to eat And so this story remains incomplete
Edited by 245willow19 (03/10/13 04:43 PM)
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Crumpet
go sranger



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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: 245willow19]
#17943073 - 03/12/13 09:24 AM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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Work in progress
tough luck! clout that pout ya puff truth's a loose blue tooth's much the fuss fuck! i cant fault a paulter guise im a poltergeist does a black dogs bark make a dark horse rush?
was there ever blatant latency? can an ill anglist creat patency? are morals audatious? did you take it in capaciously?
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Intelligentxfruit
Earth Hippy


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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Crumpet]
#17947299 - 03/13/13 02:01 AM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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Stay high
Love lots
Never stop
...we can't stop
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stellarshnap
Poet who doesn't know it


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Similarities in Contradiction
Wait it's gonna be cold? We have each other for warmth. Warmth which spreads like fire, leaving us ignite with light. In the dizzy night devoid of light we forget our fright, And collapse into our own pyre. Of pitch and ire. Effervescing and growing lighter. Coinciding and flowing brighter. Till or smokestacks intertwine and we sink to the serendipitous sky. Blithe with lithe bliss, irrevocably lost in aimless wander. Blow me. Flow with me. Be the current to my stream. Be the musing of my dream. The ink in my pen. The brink of my zen. The precipice before the den. The tempest of fall fire. Do I stir your desire? Do I flirt your retire? You answer me with inquire. With the eloquence of truth? Or the truth of eloquence? What eloquence is there in hesitance? The same as in penchant assurance. You're wrong. You're strong. I am meek and mere-minded. No, more sleek and clear-sighted. I'm going to rip the words from under your tongue. You need only sip from the world that can be sung.
-------------------- Careful, though your mind may be over matter, matter is all we really know. "Or is it?" The problem with intelligence is that it fosters arrogance, and arrogance suffocates intelligence. True intelligence however, bites holes in the bag.
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stellarshnap
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: stellarshnap]
#17962852 - 03/16/13 12:16 AM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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Open your eyes, The world does not need us, We need it. So stop killing it, Start growing with it. Our end is nigh, Now we must choose, to die, or to THRIVE!
-------------------- Careful, though your mind may be over matter, matter is all we really know. "Or is it?" The problem with intelligence is that it fosters arrogance, and arrogance suffocates intelligence. True intelligence however, bites holes in the bag.
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stellarshnap
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#17962857 - 03/16/13 12:19 AM (11 years, 3 months ago) |
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In the wake of simplistic arrogance, death, anguish, genocide, within reside, A step away, a step towards, an endless circle, a vicious cycle, Never ending lest broken. New introduced. Change embraced, brought, A new circle, intertwining with others, free will used, peace crafted, Art is the key, Find art, do art, BE ART.
-------------------- Careful, though your mind may be over matter, matter is all we really know. "Or is it?" The problem with intelligence is that it fosters arrogance, and arrogance suffocates intelligence. True intelligence however, bites holes in the bag.
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