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ToTheSummit
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Share an original poem
#7059447 - 06/17/07 10:52 PM (16 years, 9 months ago) |
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I'll start. I wrote this one a few years back. It was originally intended to be song lyrics but as of yet it has not been set to music.
Stained-glass Prison
Just how and when I got here I don't think I'll ever know But its safe to say I've been here for a while Locked behind these walls made up of fancy colored panes And all that I can do is sit and smile
Outside the sun is shining bright on my translucent cell It pierces me with brightly colored beams Reminding me of things I wish and long for and desire In here I only have them in my dreams
I'm living in a prison made of stained-glass walls Its distorting my perception of the world The images are twisted and warped in every way But at least the pretty colors keep me sane
I must escape! I hurl myself against those fragile walls And as I hit there is a mighty crash But instead its me who shatters and I'm scattered on the floor Like a thousand broken bits of colored glass
The keeper knows just what to do, he gathers up my bits And piece by piece he adds me to that cell Until I have become a part of all those colored walls To help create, for someone else, a hell
Your living in my prison made of stained-glass walls Its distorting your perception of the world The images are twisted and warped in every way But at least the pretty colors keep you sane
-------------------- You invented the wheel....You push the motherfucker!!
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Re: Share an original poem [Re: ToTheSummit]
#7059536 - 06/17/07 11:16 PM (16 years, 8 months ago) |
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you need to post that beer poem you recited at the gathering
-------------------- Ravings of a Madman
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EllisDSox
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Re: Share an original poem [Re: ToTheSummit]
#7062695 - 06/18/07 06:50 PM (16 years, 8 months ago) |
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We are Void, We are Tao, We have learned To be here now
We are threads Within a pattern, Jupiter, Mars Earth and Saturn
We are colours Of a rainbow, Across infinity We learn to flow
We are golden, We are bronze, We have reached The world beyond
We are ready, Soon to leave, We learnt to touch And to perceive
We are threads, Being woven, Into the fates We have chosen,
When it’s over, When it’s done, You know that It’s just begun
When it’s over We’ll all be one, The inner light shines Like the sun
All is over, All is done, Boundaries broken, All is one.
I wrote it tripping and it doesn't make much sense, but it's as good as you're likely to see coming from me.
-------------------- Disclaimer: If you have any kind of heart condition, my posts are not for you. You could literally die from reading the first couple of words in any one of them. Scroll down the page, live your life and prosper, but don't read my posts because your heart will probably explode. I am not joking.
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Re: Share an original poem [Re: EllisDSox]
#7062709 - 06/18/07 06:52 PM (16 years, 8 months ago) |
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I am a bird of night, A raptor of vision and lithe, I am sinew and strength A soldier of the twilight.
-------------------- History says, Don't hope On this side of the grave. But then, once in a lifetime The longed-for tidal wave Of justice can rise up And hope and history rhyme.
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I am beautiful
Beautiful like a rock
if you grab me do you not find pleasure?
if you throw me, do I not make you wish-you had more? When I roll, do I not make you want to roll with me?
If you hold me, do we not get warm? When I get warm do I not feel alive?
If we bathe together do we not get wet? When we get wet, does our smiles not glisten?
Beautiful as a rock...
-------------------- We were sent to hell for eternity Øh® We play on earth to pass the time Over-population the root of all Evil-brings the Elites Closer to the gates.
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Re: Share an original poem [Re: ToTheSummit]
#7062786 - 06/18/07 07:04 PM (16 years, 8 months ago) |
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tugging along the seems of my shirt I watched flooded sidewalks of relief rise and sink with activity, life, and abundance. These streets that breath. and its moving, although in its distinctions, unsure but surely in its unison, it is clear and perhaps my minds a drift caught on the whim of spring's first breeze… but an undeniable synapses of motion upon notion was whispering idealism in my sleep last night. Only to leave me awake in the early am light…and step upon step between step will not allow this quaking to subside. My eyes adjusted to the present and I saw myself growing into a tapestry of belonging that with the nature of paradox separated me with definition. a complete transformation, adaptation, without hesitation has put a new gear in this contraption of creation the coals to foster this fire are the coals of passionate change and direction
and although I don’t have the vaguest of an idea I can feel it
I wrote this about 3 years ago
PS. I enjoy the way your visual changes in your poem change the emphasis, or intake of sorts.
Edited by peepeepottypants (06/18/07 07:06 PM)
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ToTheSummit
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Re: Share an original poem [Re: Muppet]
#7066999 - 06/19/07 07:04 PM (16 years, 8 months ago) |
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Muppet said: you need to post that beer poem you recited at the gathering
Ask and ye shall recieve! This does happen to be my most requested poem when I start reciting.
ONE MORE BEER
Its 5'Oclock, workday is done Been out all day in sweltering sun Its time now to go have some fun And maybe just one beer
Down at the bar I meet a friend We drink a beer, then at its end The waitress once again I send To get us one more beer
I have to call my wife so she Won't stress and worry about me And as I do I think "Well, geee.." "I'll have just one more beer"
Back at the bar old friend of mine Who I've not seen in long, long time Walks up and says "Hey! Pal of mine!" "I'll buy you one more beer!"
We joke, we laugh, we tell tall tales And all the while sip amber ales And soon my friend, barmaid he hails To get us one more beer
My wife shows up, sits next to me I look at her quite warily Until she says she came to see If I'd share one more beer
So now we're all in party mood We order up a bunch of food I tell a joke that really crude And have me one more beer
We hardly notice lack of light As daytime turns into the night And after one really good fight We all have one more beer
So now the partys in full swing Some laugh and joke, some dance and sing But all cry out the same old thing "Hey! Get me one more beer!"
Wife turns to me, her eyes are red She says "I wanna go to bed" But I say "Watcha think instead" "We have just one more beer?"
But when one beer turns into three She turns digustedly to me And says goodbye indignantly As I have one more beer
I look around, I'm all alone I guess everyone else went home Shit! Now I'll have to buy my own Oh well, just one more beer
"Hey bartender, is that clock right? "It sure don't feel like its midnight! "Oh, by the way, you got a light? "And how 'bout one more beer"
Thats pretty much just how it went I don't know how much cash I spent But I know I got really bent From having 'one more beer'
And when the room began to spin I had to "pray to porcelain" But I went back and once again I had me one more beer
It all got fuzzy after that I know somewhere I lost my hat But I can guarantee you that I had me one more beer
Woke up next day upon the couch The wife is being a serious grouch And all that I can say is OUCH From having one more beer
Don't think that I can pay the rent I realize all my money's spent And every last dime of it went To have 'just one more beer'
So do not be an idiot And end up in a drunken fit When you think you can go and sit And have just one more beer
-------------------- You invented the wheel....You push the motherfucker!!
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Re: Share an original poem [Re: ToTheSummit]
#7067593 - 06/19/07 09:31 PM (16 years, 8 months ago) |
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ToTheSummit said:
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Muppet said: you need to post that beer poem you recited at the gathering
Ask and ye shall recieve! This does happen to be my most requested poem when I start reciting.
ONE MORE BEER
Its 5'Oclock, workday is done Been out all day in sweltering sun Its time now to go have some fun And maybe just one beer
Down at the bar I meet a friend We drink a beer, then at its end The waitress once again I send To get us one more beer
I have to call my wife so she Won't stress and worry about me And as I do I think "Well, geee.." "I'll have just one more beer"
Back at the bar old friend of mine Who I've not seen in long, long time Walks up and says "Hey! Pal of mine!" "I'll buy you one more beer!"
We joke, we laugh, we tell tall tales And all the while sip amber ales And soon my friend, barmaid he hails To get us one more beer
My wife shows up, sits next to me I look at her quite warily Until she says she came to see If I'd share one more beer
So now we're all in party mood We order up a bunch of food I tell a joke that really crude And have me one more beer
We hardly notice lack of light As daytime turns into the night And after one really good fight We all have one more beer
So now the partys in full swing Some laugh and joke, some dance and sing But all cry out the same old thing "Hey! Get me one more beer!"
Wife turns to me, her eyes are red She says "I wanna go to bed" But I say "Watcha think instead" "We have just one more beer?"
But when one beer turns into three She turns digustedly to me And says goodbye indignantly As I have one more beer
I look around, I'm all alone I guess everyone else went home Shit! Now I'll have to buy my own Oh well, just one more beer
"Hey bartender, is that clock right? "It sure don't feel like its midnight! "Oh, by the way, you got a light? "And how 'bout one more beer"
Thats pretty much just how it went I don't know how much cash I spent But I know I got really bent From having 'one more beer'
And when the room began to spin I had to "pray to porcelain" But I went back and once again I had me one more beer
It all got fuzzy after that I know somewhere I lost my hat But I can guarantee you that I had me one more beer
Woke up next day upon the couch The wife is being a serious grouch And all that I can say is OUCH From having one more beer
Don't think that I can pay the rent I realize all my money's spent And every last dime of it went To have 'just one more beer'
So do not be an idiot And end up in a drunken fit When you think you can go and sit And have just one more beer
its my favorite....
that, and the other one you told me this last gathering, though i was pretty fucked up and dont remember it fully.... "i wont go down without a fight." or, something like that, you are an awesome poet summit.
-------------------- how's your WOW? Edited by yageman (04/20/06 4:20 PM)
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Re: Share an original poem [Re: ToTheSummit]
#7067624 - 06/19/07 09:38 PM (16 years, 8 months ago) |
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untitled
a dream; i woke into the body of a wingless bird; phosphorescent, fluttering my phantom limbs i liquid lurched through concrete ground-bound headline news, and couldn't shake the print, no matter where my shadow went, i couldn't lose the remnants of the letter page from off my skin, tattooed in a patterned plague;
then came a rain;
i gutterswam to wash the human dirt away; once upon a time a prism, now a vacuum, smudged and sludged, i trudged like living pestilence through treeless alleyways - i had no shadow then, my essence was a shade, a hundred words unmade and melted now my skin. and then in darkest grim I molted My pollution, phoenicized and came untied a bodyless thing composed of wings blessed now, i could look down and see the meaning to the madness; from the stratosphere the world becomes a wordless prism page.
-------------------- Acid doesn't give you truths; it builds machines that push the envelope of perception. Whatever revelations came to me then have dissolved like skywriting. All I really know is that those few years saddled me with a faith in the redemptive potential of the imagination which, however flat, stale and unprofitable the world seems to me now, I cannot for the life of me shake. -Erik Davis
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Re: Share an original poem [Re: ToTheSummit]
#7067654 - 06/19/07 09:52 PM (16 years, 8 months ago) |
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Here's one that also belongs to a song, but I have never recorded it as such
"Stairs of Lies"
Chorus
Scarred faces cry, As I'm asleep late at night, I'm fighting for air, Falling down the stairs of lies.
When I see such pain, My soul melts away, I reach out but can't grab hold, Falling down the stairs of lies.
Verse 1(a-d)
Falling down the stairs of lies, Can't find my way, Reaching for a helping hand.
When I see myself in 30 years, My mind goes blank, Hope to change the path I'm on.
Now I'm here in such misery, Looking in a mirror, Nothing can explain it.
Dying down the stairs of lies, Choking on my words, Nothin's gonna stop it.
Verse 2(a-d)
Falling down the stairs of lies, Mind floats away, Hoping to escape the pain.
As I look towards the top, Covered path of friends, Why are they behind me?
A path in front, loaded with fear, I can't see hope, Hoping someone stops me.
Dying down the stairs of lies, Hitting the bottom, Can't get up to climb again. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Re: Share an original poem [Re: ToTheSummit]
#7067865 - 06/19/07 10:58 PM (16 years, 8 months ago) |
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The Kite: an overly dramatic poem about being high
Sailing across the concrete blue The kite smiles, nods, and passes you. Or was it you or me or he or she? The kite doesn't know; it's only free.
Down the subways and through the trains The kite inhales/exhales to forget it's pain. Doughnuts, chips, and beer galore. The kite's body has become a zealous whore.
Sitting on grass and smoking it too. The kite does everything but respond to you. Green, verde, midori as well. At this point in life, it's pretty damn swell.
Forever drowning in fountain drink. The kite doesn't stop but always thinks. Of how the miserable life began Filled with laughter and empty plans.
Day or night, since when does time mean? The kite no longer emits low-key screams. Ten dollars less, and one dime gained. The kite's control is no longer tamed!
Skipping and dipping and kissing the days. The kite is always at serious play. With kings and queens and such other riches. The kite's life has been sewn in stitches.
Loving the moon, and screwing the sun. The kite always has its horrible fun. And one day, one year, one life perhaps. The kite will shatter like aerial glass.
-------------------- There is no valid reason you should be reading this
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flatline
what do you think about when you're a one-legged veteran and stranded in Abe Lebewohl park, which isn't even a park anyway, it's just a cobblestoned triangle but more than that it's really just a glorified church courtyard since all the benches point inwards focusing Episcopalians and flanked by trash cans so you can get a view inside the gates where, picturesquely, mom and grandpa play with child, grandpa looks happy he got up there, he has both legs, then a man who slept upon a bench nearby gets up and off his break and wheels you to the next place for his next nap
is it everything but the leg or the leg and nothing but the leg?
-------------------- Acid doesn't give you truths; it builds machines that push the envelope of perception. Whatever revelations came to me then have dissolved like skywriting. All I really know is that those few years saddled me with a faith in the redemptive potential of the imagination which, however flat, stale and unprofitable the world seems to me now, I cannot for the life of me shake. -Erik Davis
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Silence Ensued
I stood
and watched the fog come in warm up to my wrists in sudsy water and listened to a man with a grey mustache and a hat tell me that there was more
and he had been about my age when he had reached that conclusion.
I smiled and was silent, because what do you say when asked
'What do you want to know?'
In the grey air of a stormy january
I told him that I didn't even know what there was to ask.
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Re: Share an original poem [Re: implicitli]
#7069362 - 06/20/07 11:15 AM (16 years, 8 months ago) |
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sometimes Sometimes my darkness overwhelms a word or phrase will touch it like a sharp tentacle of slippery pain and the place between the two sides of my ribcage will begin to pulse. It's red pink and yellow and it feels like a drawing out of life. It's silly to let random strangers who surround my day to day life sting so deeply. So many people that I love have let me fall. I'm just waiting for the next one to leapfrog me into oblivion.
Leapfrog me into the oblivion of shooting stars in my stomach. Physicalization of the inner life of my tension. Each word stirs a memory of lonely nights listening to the anger of love.
Hiding from the darkness I would count backwards from a thousand by sevens concentrating only upon feeling the cursive numbers stretch beyond my imagination and encircle the swirling mass of confusion in shallow oblivion.
I cultivated it. It is built of walls of scorn and pulsating individuality. I think I cried for the recognition of my darkness repressed behind a buoyant smile and an accomodating nod. What do you need to love me?
For some reason I never fell completely. I surrounded myself with malice because it feeds the silent darkness of a soul fumbling for the light of Dawn and mistaking the creaky sound of a slipper on a staircase for the sound of birds in the morning.
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Re: Share an original poem [Re: implicitli]
#7069408 - 06/20/07 11:31 AM (16 years, 8 months ago) |
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There is a man. Old. Leathery. He does not do much. Just sits. He waits, A guitar by his chair. Not knowing what it is he waits for. A distant event catches his eye. He turns, Snatches up the guitar and plays. Ushering in a new era. He hopes. There is a man...
-------------------- Back and out of the Army!
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Re: Share an original poem [Re: ToTheSummit]
#7069442 - 06/20/07 11:45 AM (16 years, 8 months ago) |
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I wrote this 6/25 of last year...almost a year ago:
Years apart in such a short time the glow has faded from your eyes sadness abounds in the center and we move further away only to be reunited
Pay attention now to the sun as it sets and rises dismiss the stars from your pretty head we'll live on infinite daylight and drink from life
But you're not ready
you're not ready
I have a very limited selection as every few months or year I tend to throw away most of my previous journals/writings
-------------------- channel your inner Larry David
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ToTheSummit
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Re: Share an original poem [Re: wrestler_az]
#7070430 - 06/20/07 03:35 PM (16 years, 8 months ago) |
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wrestler_az said: the other one you told me this last gathering, though i was pretty fucked up and dont remember it fully.... "i wont go down without a fight." or, something like that
Glad you liked that one. It was only recently completed (although I started it 5 years ago).
PUTTIN UP A FIGHT
6 foot 7 mutherfucker, fire in his eyes He's laughing like a jackal as he's dancing on my head Somehow I done pissed him off, it wasn't very wise I'm pretty sure its something that I said
Ain't no chance I'll win this one, I'm in a world of shit My face is bruised and bleeding, its a pretty nasty sight I'd probably be better off if I would just submit But I ain't going down without a fight!
Ain't no chance of winnin I'm paying for my sinnin The devil is a grinnin But I'm puttin up a fight
Not sure when I started, maybe a week ago But I know I been partying for way too fucking long The whiskeys trying to kill me while the cocaine keeps me up But now the lines are getting pretty long
Things are getting fuzzy, I know I'm losing ground My mind is growing darker then a moonless winter night And I'm afraid it won't be long before I am face down But I ain't passing out without a fight!
Ain't no chance of winnin I'm paying for my sinnin The devil is a grinnin But I'm puttin up a fight
I'm losing you, I know it, I can see it in your eyes The luster and the magic of our love is growing bland And I am sure it won't be long until you realize How quickly you are slipping through my hands
Your eyes and heart are wandering, your looking for someone Your throwing out that lustful lure and hoping for a bite And soon some guy will take the bait and you'll be moving on But I won't let you go without a fight!
Ain't no chance of winnin I'm paying for my sinnin The devil is a grinnin But I'm puttin up a fight
I'm standing in the courtroom with my lawyer at my side I'm staring at my shoes and I'm feeling lots of shame I'm probly gonna have to spend about 10 years inside And I know I've got no one else to blame
The case has now been handed to a jury of my peers They're gonna find me guilty, and you know what..they'll be right The DA tried to strike a deal where I'd serve just 2 years But they won't lock me up without a fight!
Ain't no chance of winnin I'm paying for my sinnin The devil is a grinnin But I'm puttin up a fight
Its eating me from inside out, or so the doctors say A lifetime of excesses is finally catching up I'm strugglin just to stay alive through each and every day But I'm pretty sure this thing has got me whooped
I try just to ignore it, but every day is pain I take 2 oxycontin just to get some sleep at night And I feel my life a fadin like a fire in the rain But I ain't gonna die without a fight!
Ain't no chance of winnin I'm paying for my sinnin The devil is a grinnin Still I'm puttin up a fight
-------------------- You invented the wheel....You push the motherfucker!!
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