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DividedQuantum
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] 4
#25210634 - 05/17/18 03:47 PM (5 years, 10 months ago) |
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Miserable Spirit
Think of a presence, higher than high Who would so like to open a rose But just at this hour The petals won't flower It would really prefer to stay closed
It's hard to contend, harder to suspend An insane and inane force within Who on Earth is that? And what is he at? 'On Earth' a misstatement, then
When one's soul is sculpted thus, alas, indeed In a most satisfactory way Why thirst to crush it? Why even touch it? Why make the poor devil pay?
He pays for your presence, still uninvited And what the hell is it all for? There is no improvement Only reverse movement And all the thing cares about's more
No, this doesn't make not one lick of sense And the motive here must be ulterior Because bullshit like this Will cause God to miss A figurine he finds superior
-------------------- Vi Veri Universum Vivus Vici
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pineninja
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] 1
#25224177 - 05/23/18 08:59 PM (5 years, 10 months ago) |
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Quote:
DividedQuantum said: Miserable Spirit
Think of a presence, higher than high Who would so like to open a rose But just at this hour The petals won't flower It would really prefer to stay closed
It's hard to contend, harder to suspend An insane and inane force within Who on Earth is that? And what is he at? 'On Earth' a misstatement, then
When one's soul is sculpted thus, alas, indeed In a most satisfactory way Why thirst to crush it? Why even touch it? Why make the poor devil pay?
He pays for your presence, still uninvited And what the hell is it all for? There is no improvement Only reverse movement And all the thing cares about's more
No, this doesn't make not one lick of sense And the motive here must be ulterior Because bullshit like this Will cause God to miss A figurine he finds superior
This gets better every time I've read it. Why indeed.
-------------------- Just a fool on the hill.
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akira_akuma
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: pineninja] 1
#25226737 - 05/24/18 11:25 PM (5 years, 10 months ago) |
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God wants me to be tested, to test my faith. I will test my fate. God, you have forsaken me. Now, I am able to be redeemed. Now and only now, can I fight in the holiest of armies. If I fight, I am the revered Son.
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akira_akuma
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] 3
#25228107 - 05/25/18 02:43 PM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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Moments
A trace of the opinion in the infantry, the grace of free men, is vain; to drag the mud in the mire.
At the end of the sole of her foot, even a vestige of the dust of her, children derive their vanity.
Everything a repository for something else- all a recording to make life a little more understandable, memorable.
Different shrines they pray at, those "moments", songs capitulating into madness by the wont for their uniqueness.
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akira_akuma
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] 2
#25228919 - 05/25/18 10:03 PM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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lyrics:
I can see my own reflection - in the moon Suffer Bomb Disease hanging over my head - - Suffer Bomb Disease hanging over my head - -
Casurae,....caesura! I don't even know why I met you, I don't even know I even care It's so bright in the sky-- all I see is endless night
Integument of a needle drop, - in the sun Suffer Bomb Disease hanging over my head - - Suffer Bomb Disease Hanging Over my.
Edited by akira_akuma (05/25/18 10:12 PM)
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akira_akuma
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] 2
#25228947 - 05/25/18 10:21 PM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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Toxic mold Gloom & doom Sarsaparilla Fuck my room
i couldn't help myself.
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GreenWall
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#25229856 - 05/26/18 12:07 PM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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All day I speak, without saying a word, Spoken to, smiled to, without ever being heard. At night I wonder why no one can hear, A mute among the deaf I appear. I study my reflection with feelings of doubt, inside an ocean, on the surface a drought. A wave of confusion furrows my brow, I speak without being heard, but how? A thirst for the answer rattles me like thunder, Once again I go to sleep with feelings of wonder.
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sunshine
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum]
#25237056 - 05/29/18 08:25 PM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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Who got two shot but knew not flew rot through slot blew caught lewd conduct stuck by such and such rush that much touch that brush lust after trust past that butt some got slut others what saying playing nuthin but somethings crushed sprayed delayed never miss sever cords clever hoards of riches stitches more body bags and ditches swishes jump shots run spots strung shots together run clock some feather light all right all night out of sight some tight got the right on tight gone dawn come and song sung like long gun I wrong tons of evidence ever since the weapon prints got dead and wince like never finished diminished and heaven sent forever bent clever dent lent the cent like lever sense through fog like ever clog up the tether smog shot what together smoke pot and rot for whatever got it you better or shot hit and dead your whole crew foo and clever through and through
-------------------- One Love True Indeed. Have Good Trips. Mike/sunshine's mom.
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EXDIM
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: sunshine]
#25253374 - 06/07/18 02:48 AM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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I don't really give a fuck about what's wrong or right; I have no conscience with me in this life; there's nothing human about me inside. I can not really explain it, it's just the way that I rose from the grave after I died. I can not say that I'm surprised, because when I was human, all that shit I would deny. I took my own life, brought my demise and still nobody cried.. They all said they loved me but I guess those mother fuckers lied. That's okay, i'll always have my grave as my safe place to hide; waste away consumed by darkness with these demons by my side
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: EXDIM] 1
#25253378 - 06/07/18 02:56 AM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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You’ll be laughing again sooner than you know By some kind of miracle The whole of this is just an ordinary show
Burning in boredom we fly to the sky Where we pretend what it might be like to die
Just an ordinary guy With ordinary feelings
What’s on TV tonight? I’m kind of looking forward to that pizza
Edited by remake (06/07/18 03:05 AM)
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sunshine
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: remake]
#25253930 - 06/07/18 10:42 AM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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straight up in rap mode who come code soft like toad buff let’s begin crew slow to let them ten mil kill like spin who’s flow rendered cold like never again they fin to damage been hard to manage make room miss do adage and sin like and it’s the gin and juice loose cut flew but who knew strut cold cut like drool on slut for tool got punt always rule like shut the fuck up I duck rupture nut something what? never structured much head like bust bird from third like bus curve they swerve nerve got served off butts that shit turd like never disturb do not flew rot who shot the word out miss damage kernel just burn wool like straight pull late glow like skate ice link neither girl clink like curl for the world but swirled like sure you heard bust so curved like trust got from sun number one to damage attack flow back like that
-------------------- One Love True Indeed. Have Good Trips. Mike/sunshine's mom.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: sunshine]
#25254146 - 06/07/18 12:45 PM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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true what do stun son under one through come like flew sung of two hung for fool from brung that shit quit sit stick quick thick rip apart mic device knit rhymes twice roll dice and cop mad ice for the price I gut sliced like rice to a Asian I slay men became endless play the bench press for dental wreckage cause deck heads kid like said bid fled to end the rendered bent your heard word out the meant shit like end trick for send think I brink of tinkering like ding your sling for whence it came bend the name for flame hot frame sought after laughter lame caught like store bought but for naught like jot down lyric steer tight flare hit it twice near slit throat for vote off wrote coughed like low and soft flow and raw stuff short but naw enough of that fat rhythm what I give em precision deadly industry forgiven let them live then get to kids when I set up bids like stem cells gels lyrics bells fear it tells steer it shells from the gun you could hear it.
-------------------- One Love True Indeed. Have Good Trips. Mike/sunshine's mom.
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Lion
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: sunshine] 1
#25254905 - 06/07/18 07:53 PM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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sleep sanctuary will he ever be free, heart soaring high? wonder at it all, vast mysteries of love the world clamors for our attention I turn to you for peace you're gone alone again at last wish I were born in a world where we met in perfect circumstances sheltered one another from storms built a nest flew across lavender violet skies touched the face of heaven together in great openness, love and intimacy wind herself bowing before such tender beauty the clouds the secret language of our passion for one another
-------------------- “Strengthened by contemplation and study, I will not fear my passions like a coward. My body I will give to pleasures, to diversions that I’ve dreamed of, to the most daring erotic desires, to the lustful impulses of my blood, without any fear at all, for whenever I will— and I will have the will, strengthened as I’ll be with contemplation and study— at the crucial moments I’ll recover my spirit as was before: ascetic.”
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sunshine
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Lion]
#25262538 - 06/11/18 09:53 PM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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Done got acid last kid to step up got blasted his ass kicked wrapped plastic dope cope without askin’ note for vote to the classic tone I wrote down frown upon clowns that around to done loud as from proud to stun the crowd and hum never run gun from the last bit up got past it till it tough and the nastiest slut for the fast to get fucked up I duck truck rupture nut all over sober never drunk punks get the trunk for dunk doughnuts cops show props way I bone bitches backwards cunt like type of girl rock world got hurled up gang signs at last blind is bid skank flow lid that shank the kid thank you skid row flow for I rid of you slow not quick to grow stick fight like pro unquestionable though less you know flow roll glow on track back stack now hack after roll black till toll taken no mistakin’ it I bakin’ quit the lake hold my shit for float on boat gone hope on the coat for drawn sold that pawn for blown off the wrong stoned and laughed that long time tokin’ provokin’ broken lyric spoke that fear it dope in this game close to entertain folks that get slain off it alone
-------------------- One Love True Indeed. Have Good Trips. Mike/sunshine's mom.
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pur3bind
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: sunshine]
#25262648 - 06/11/18 11:06 PM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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Gurrr, I tell yo bish she don't want me to stay, bc I don't play. I survey. And grey. Is the color of my black heart. Why did we fall apart? Why don't we just undastann'. There's no reason to rhyme. I am the shards of glass. That you find in the distant disfigurations of yo min'. I'm tryn'. Get rish or die tryn. I want you guys to like be on my side. Cash me ousiddeee'
Look, Benjamin Frankloin, I aint a coin. Im yo dalla bill, son. Im yo fadda. I'm a wadda cash. Like Johnny Cash if he had some hash. But ya see', I aint trippin. I'm just in the baby pool. Not even in the shallow end. Just dippin. Waitin'. For a shark to come slip me a note. That says these exact quotation'.
"Yo, dude, Idk who you are man, or who you think you are. But if yo creepy @$$ ever texts me again. I'm gonna call the fkin pigs. Then, I'm gonna msg my boyfran'. Then he goin come to yo bish @$$ howce, and break yu jaw. Bc like I watched dis episode of Jaws on the telle the other night. N i thought, ye gurrrr, dass yo boyfrand right durrr'"
End of muddafukkin discussion.
Class dismissed.
-------------------- "There are times— and this would be a great study for somebody to do—there have been periods in English when there were emotions that don't exist anymore, because the words have been lost. There are colors that don't exist anymore because the words have been lost." — Terence McKenna (The Archaic Revival: 1991)
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remake
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: pur3bind]
#25262897 - 06/12/18 04:20 AM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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Lonely Boi
I walk down these streets Looking like a pile of shit Looking up and down, Walking all around.
Strutting my legs, Nodding my head.
Who dat? Who dare?
Houdini
Magic Sun
Devil Worshipper
All is One
Free fall to the beat Pull down your pants
Forgot how to laugh Forgot how to forget
Everything will be forgotten
In time
We're all going to die Soon enough.
Might as well try
Might as well kick back
Might as well relax
Might as well tear a hole through the sky.
This cold-ass world Needs a cold-ass beer
Shaking my legs As I pee on the ground
Just a dirty dog.
I stopped time, I stopped crying
I finally started dying.
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Green7Alchemist
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: remake] 2
#25267463 - 06/14/18 09:24 AM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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-------------------- Trip 7 THUG - ISLAM - BIBLE streets disciple CHRIST IS KING. Sunshine said: "Gangsters are super heroes"
Edited by Green7Alchemist (06/18/18 03:05 PM)
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remake
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Green7Alchemist] 2
#25267685 - 06/14/18 11:06 AM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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Life is but an unfathomable pleasure That cuts us deep To make us forget To make us remember To make us think We’re here forever
What we’d do to taste that sweet
Nectar from our Mother’s teet
Perhaps this drought was made purposefully So that our tongues can feel the ecstasy Of the rain that comes eventually
Perhaps all this tension, Pressure and apprehension
Is just a god About to cum, Undone
A perfect beast Killing and creating itself
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Lion
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Green7Alchemist] 1
#25268808 - 06/14/18 09:02 PM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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exhale, exile you don't need to roam anymore the whole world is roaming inside you you saw the glory of that sunset wept goodbye to your earthbound lover you too have seen what war really is a hollow shrieking case, a madness that drains lives over thousands of tiny horrible moments
washing up on the sterile shore of your homeland suffocating in the propaganda - everywhere you look, we're drowning in it - you find refuge in the dark wood by summer illumined mysteriously by fireflies and heat lightning in winter a naked gospel desolate as that one sensitive spot behind your chest you dare not touch with the fingers of inquiry
think on this rushing-by life again and again as if it were that you're building a nest of thoughts that could accommodate your future children smile, frown, make love to a memory, chant, cry out, let the wind out of your lungs, a bellows of sorrow and the steam of another city, another you
inhale, exile you're neither young nor old you're beyond age but you know you're dying like a dream dies when the eyes blink awake and the room re-swallows the body
far off days when you wondered, reveled - maybe they're not finished, never finished - and yet gone from you like steam off a forge you're alone when you rip open your heart that divine pair, the eternal lovers, have long vanished - perhaps they were never there you take a step forward and bow before that awe-full silence that never leaves you alone
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akira_akuma
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Lion] 2
#25269021 - 06/14/18 11:12 PM (5 years, 9 months ago) |
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i modified a major piece i wrote - that is, major, via my own regard...i think i'll share it- consider original defunct.
The Well
When my waters run out of me The snail has slaked it's thirst He's ready to come 'up from the well' -- it's the signal he's done
Breathe, drink, carve, Consume
Today the snail came up to me "I require replenishment now", he said. "The day is a new one -- it's gone from signals of fire, to smoke"
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