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2008.04.20 at 6:56 am #424
manillascissorSpectatorSerious, or non-serious, bring it in!
Roses are red, violets are blue
My ships will always sink in you -
2008.04.20 at 7:02 am #13502
blueczarinaSpectatormaybe later, i’m going to post more pics w/ stupid captions. its kind of fun.
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2008.04.20 at 7:05 am #13503
ArthurSpectatorYeah absolutely! I love that topic too!
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2008.04.20 at 11:17 am #13504
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatorhere is one for you
roses are red, violets are blue
i think there is to much glue
and you shouldn’t sniff it
it makes you crazyok, that it isn’t very good, but hey neither are arthurs
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2008.04.20 at 5:48 pm #13505
manillascissorKeymasterok, on this theme….
roses are red
violets are blue
i’m a schizophrenic
and so am i -
2008.04.20 at 5:55 pm #13506
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatoromg
that is too funnyok here is a poem, it will not be as funny as manillascissor’s, but then again who can top that?
roses are red
violtes are blue
well s*it i forgot what i was gonna say -
2008.04.20 at 6:57 pm #13507
blueczarinaSpectatorvery nice, esp. Manilla’s schizo poem
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2008.04.21 at 6:20 am #13508
ArthurSpectatorBut what \"real\" poetry do you like?
I remember these poet lines, it goes like this.
Once I wrote her name in the sand
But came the waves and washed it awayFor some silly reason these lines (don’t know if I wrote them down properly) pop up in my mind sometimes.
Also these lines I like:
Hebban olla vogala nestas hagunnan
Hinase hic enda thu(This is Middle Age Dutch, it means \"All birds have started making nests, except you and me\". Sweet!
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2008.04.21 at 4:07 pm #13509
blueczarinaSpectatorWhat about everybody’s favorite \"poet\"? Has anyone read Blinking With Fists, Billy’s book of poems.
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2008.04.21 at 4:15 pm #13510
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatori am not near any good bookstores and when i find it on ebay, prices are good, but i end up getting some other sp related item. i am planning on getting it in the next few weeks though.
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2008.04.21 at 4:21 pm #13511
blueczarinaSpectatorI bought my copy on Amazon. Its an ok read, although I must admit I haven’t finished it yet.
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2008.04.21 at 4:28 pm #13512
blueczarinaSpectatorSince Arthur wants to see real poetry, here is a line from AfanasI Fet, a Russian poet. I think its a pretty poem- nice imagery.
excerpt from \"By life tormented, and by cunning hope…\"
And all that rushes through the abyss of ether,
And every ray, embodied or ethereal,-
Is but your reflection, O universal sun,
It is but a dream, but a fleeting dream. -
2008.05.01 at 8:31 pm #13513
ItsNotBeLOWmeSpectatorAnus soup and scabby poop,
does grandma wipe her azz completley?
Shes loved me and I luvs her too
‘cept when she squats on me face grunting \"EAT ME\" -
2008.05.02 at 6:27 pm #13514
SuperlordspamulonSpectatorPoetry usually doesn’t do anything for me. I much prefer lyrics – the music adds more elements to it.
And frankly, some lyrics are just better than poetry.
I mean, Sunny Day Real Estate’s song ‘Grendel’. It’s essentially a couplet in the written form (there are only two lines in the booklet ) And it doesn’t rhyme, but it actually says so much.
\"The rain was there to wash away my tears
I wanted to be them but instead I destroyed myself\"It’s really obvious… but says so much. It’s so powerful. And the song just adds to it too!
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2008.05.02 at 6:45 pm #13515
Im a Cult HeroSpectatorI know what you mean, eg :
\"b***hes love me cause they know that I can rock
b***hes love me cause they know that I can rhyme
b***hes love me cause they know that I can f**k
b***hes love me cause they know that I’m on time
throughout the projects
done – done – this is how it should be done
this is how it should be done
with style style style….done.
pow – muthaf***a – pow
b***hes love me
love me love me love me love me
b***hes love me
b***hes love me cause they know that I can rock
done – done – this is how it should be done
this is how it should be done
with style style style….done.\"\"B***hes\" by Mindless Self Indulgence
*sniffle* brings a tear to the eye
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2008.05.02 at 7:07 pm #13516
SuperlordspamulonSpectatorThat’s… so… beautiful…
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2008.05.02 at 9:19 pm #13517
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatoryou two are so silly.
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2008.06.20 at 3:31 am #13518
manillascissorKeymastermy eyes
they mean nothing
your eyes
tell of many lies
our souls
burned by a touch of love
apart forever
never to meet again
now these eyes pulse
now these eyes feel pain
now these eyes are ugly
now these eyes see the truth
now these eyes are closed -
2008.06.20 at 3:38 am #13519
blueczarinaSpectatorvery nice manilla
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2008.06.20 at 3:13 pm #13520
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatoryes, i like that!
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2008.06.20 at 3:25 pm #13521
AnonymousSpectator—
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2008.07.07 at 7:07 am #13522
manillascissorKeymasterexcommunicate my soul
for your gleeful acquiesence makes me cry
drape the sorrow over my eyes
a heavy gravity winces into these window portals
so leave the body on the porch
and a time will come
to rid yourself of your enemies
until then
flow through me your spirit of antique stains -
2008.07.07 at 7:20 am #13523
blueczarinaSpectatorvery nice manilla
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2008.07.07 at 7:22 am #13524
blueczarinaSpectatornew pic too, also nice.
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2008.07.07 at 7:24 am #13525
manillascissorKeymasterty blue
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2008.07.07 at 1:14 pm #13526
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatoryes i like that one. very nice.
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2008.07.07 at 1:21 pm #13527
Cool As Ice CreamSpectatorhere i am
standing under shower
wasting time -
2008.07.07 at 7:05 pm #13528
manillascissorKeymasterhere i am
standing under shower
wasting time[/quote:352rvu2w]this made me cry…
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2008.07.07 at 7:40 pm #13529
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatoroh, you are so sensitive.
that makes me cry.
not really, i hate crybabies, cept for manillia
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2008.07.07 at 8:31 pm #13530
MarcellaSpectatorThis is my favorite poem translated to English.
Stop, shadow of my evading goodness
image of the charm I want the most,
beautiful illusion I willingly die for,
sweet fiction I disgracefully live for.If to the magnet of your grace, attractive,
my chest serves as obedient steel,
why do you enamor me then, flatterer,
if you’ll mock me later fugitive?But you can’t brag, satisfied,
that your tyranny triumphs in me:
as even if you dismiss the narrow bondthat your fantastic form encircled,
little it matters to ignore arms and chest
if my fantasy serves you as prison. -
2008.07.07 at 8:34 pm #13531
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatorthat is a really nice poem, i really like it, did you write it?
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2008.07.07 at 8:55 pm #13532
MarcellaSpectatorNo way, my poems are too emo for this place XD.
It’s by Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz, a very famous Mexican poet. She was a nun and lovers came to her asking for poems.
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2008.07.07 at 9:34 pm #13533
Cool As Ice CreamSpectatorhere i am
standing under shower
wasting time[/quote:2wj5zpf4]this made me cry… [/quote:2wj5zpf4]
crybabies unite! -
2008.07.07 at 9:41 pm #13534
blueczarinaSpectatornice poems all
including the crybaby one
and your comment \"my poems are too emo for this place\" made me laugh Marcella.
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2008.07.08 at 8:51 am #13535
Cool As Ice CreamSpectatori cried on sunday
oh boy what a day
but not on monday
oh boy what a day -
2008.07.08 at 8:56 pm #13536
Cool As Ice CreamSpectatorone of my favourite poems is a dutch one:
ik zit mij voor het vensterglas
onnoemelijk te vervelen
ik wou dat ik twee hondjes was
dan kon ik samen spelen(i sit in front of the window glass
boring myself incredibly
i wish i was two doggies
so i could play together;
or something like that) -
2008.07.08 at 9:07 pm #13537
blueczarinaSpectatorthats a very interesting poem there ice cream.
and very nice cry baby confession.
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2008.07.09 at 3:02 am #13538
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorhere’s a silly one:
roses are red
violets are not
billy corgan
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2008.07.09 at 3:23 am #13539
blueczarinaSpectatorhere’s a silly one:
roses are red
violets are not
billy corgan
is so freakin hot[/quote:1fcjrgc4]
that was a beautiful poem there last rose. the best in this whole thread i think.
sorry manilla- now if you wrote about Billy…
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2008.07.09 at 3:51 am #13540
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatoryes, i have heard this one before, and it touches my heart every time. the shear beauty of it just hits me all at once.
oh my, i think i am tearing up.
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2008.07.09 at 4:08 am #13541
blueczarinaSpectatori know. its really touching. i don’t think a poem has ever struck me the way this one does.
its so beautiful. thanks again last rose. i will hold these lines in my heart forever.
i think i’m tearing up too.
that was just so beautiful.
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2008.07.09 at 4:12 am #13542
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatorare we in the crybaby club now?
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2008.07.09 at 4:16 am #13543
blueczarinaSpectatornaaah, you can only end up in the club if you start writing emo poems about your tears.
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2008.07.09 at 4:20 am #13544
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatorwhew, ok, glad about that.
i don’t have any poems
should i make one up about crybabies?
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2008.07.09 at 4:23 am #13545
blueczarinaSpectatoryou should. its funny.
i don’t write poems either.
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2008.07.09 at 5:42 am #13546
Cool As Ice CreamSpectatorshould i make one up about crybabies?[/quote:3r3t3ba6]
don’t make fun of us though! -
2008.07.09 at 6:08 am #13547
blueczarinaSpectatorshould i make one up about crybabies?[/quote:1lbpq0x8]
don’t make fun of us though! [/quote:1lbpq0x8]oh, more tears. there, there cry baby. its ok.
have a cookie.
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2008.07.09 at 8:21 am #13548
manillascissorKeymastercry babies cry
the sun will soon rise
you can rise and shit your pants
or scream cause you already have
or just let the sun burn your innocense away
and let daddy get shit on his fingers -
2008.07.09 at 9:06 am #13549
AnonymousSpectatorWritten on behalf of the girls (you silly sausages):
Oh dear Billy
Show us your willy
The weather’s quite chilly
Oh come on, you sillyYour willy
Your willy
Show us your willyShow us your willy
Oh come on, you silly
Willy-nilly, break out that willyWarm us on up
On these cold Winter days
Where the Sun is hiding
Not showing raysOh Billy oh Billy
Where art thou that willy?Don’t be so silly
Break out that willy! -
2008.07.09 at 12:34 pm #13550
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectator*shakes head*
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2008.07.09 at 4:56 pm #13551
blueczarinaSpectatorholy crap guys
for shame
this poetry thread is going downhill fast
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2008.07.09 at 5:56 pm #13552
MarcellaSpectatorIt’s actually pretty amusing to know that no thread in this place ever ends up being serious XD.
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2008.07.09 at 6:04 pm #13553
blueczarinaSpectatorIt’s actually pretty amusing to know that no thread in this place ever ends up being serious XD.[/quote:3g43hy65]
heck ya
they always derail and turn into joke threads, but its fun.
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2008.07.11 at 2:30 am #13554
manillascissorKeymastermy space is not what it used to be
occupied by a tenant who takes up too much room
go away you pig
leave me be, let me breathe
my soul
my sole wish
to be alone without pain
without fear
complete with love
complete without tears -
2008.07.11 at 3:02 am #13555
blueczarinaSpectatoraww, thats beautiful. is that about a messy roomate.
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2008.07.11 at 3:31 am #13556
manillascissorKeymasteraww, thats beautiful. is that about a messy roomate. [/quote:2q7tt2l2]
yes. she’s also known as my wife.
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2008.07.11 at 3:54 am #13557
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatorhehe
i knew it, i knew it
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2008.07.11 at 3:56 am #13558
blueczarinaSpectatorhaha
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2008.07.11 at 3:56 am #13559
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatordid you listen to metalica yet?
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2008.07.11 at 4:20 am #13560
blueczarinaSpectatorshit
i’ll go to timeout. no, not yet.
i will though- promise. i will youtube them now.
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2008.07.11 at 4:25 am #13561
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatorthank you.
i will let you out of timeout when you tell me what you think.
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2008.07.11 at 1:56 pm #13562
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorhe sings the words
that come from his heart
with a voice so unique
so beautiful
so passionate
weaves delicate ribbons
around my soul -
2008.07.11 at 2:35 pm #13563
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatorthat is pretty. i liked that.
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2008.07.11 at 3:16 pm #13564
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorthank ya
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2008.07.11 at 8:28 pm #13565
blueczarinaSpectatorthat is pretty last rose
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2008.07.18 at 8:26 pm #13566
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorhowl in the distance
shattering the midnight calm
fog covers the moon -
2008.07.18 at 8:27 pm #13567
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatorLOVE IT!!!!
thinking of working it into one of my tats.
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2008.07.18 at 8:29 pm #13568
blueczarinaSpectatorthats a nice poem last rose
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2008.07.18 at 8:52 pm #13569
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorthanks bunches!
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2008.07.19 at 4:02 am #13570
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatorblack hole, my heart is gone
a weight upon my soul
everyday the same
taking taking
till i am all gone
i can’t stand it anymore
no way out
none at all
the walls are closing in
i feel them pressing
i push
but nothing happens
i get smaller
everyday the same
i may have nothing left
you take it all
and give nothing back
i feel as if i can’t breathe
and your hands are closing in
that grin on your face
i hate you -
2008.07.19 at 4:10 am #13571
manillascissorKeymasteryour silence suffocates
these drums are out of time
the pulses run dead
the pain overflows
down, down, down
let this be
let this be the end of it all
like scissors cutting out paper hearts -
2008.07.19 at 4:19 am #13572
blueczarinaSpectatornice poems guys, but kind of sad though. i hope all is well with you both.
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2008.07.19 at 4:23 am #13573
manillascissorKeymasterall is shit, blue. fuck it though.
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2008.07.19 at 4:26 am #13574
blueczarinaSpectatorthats too bad manilla. i really hope things get better for you and bullet too.
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2008.07.19 at 4:27 am #13575
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatorwell, i hope so also. but what can you do?
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2008.07.19 at 4:28 am #13576
manillascissorKeymasterty blue. just writing/talking helps, you know?
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2008.07.19 at 4:30 am #13577
blueczarinaSpectatori’m glad getting it out there helps some.
i will wish for the best for you both.
goodnight you two, ttyl
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2008.07.19 at 4:31 am #13578
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatornight!
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2008.07.20 at 5:39 am #13579
manillascissorKeymastergiven enough time
even until the day you die
while you breathe your final sigh
pray that you ever crossed my mind -
2008.07.20 at 1:49 pm #13580
blueczarinaSpectatornice poem manilla
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2008.09.01 at 6:10 am #13581
manillascissorKeymasterjust as the heated light is silenced for the night
listen to the velvet fabric as it hits the hardwood plank
fading red pastels bleed into the lofty floor
with curtains down, the last aria was sang
the crowd exits, and now the cast bows
cheers and jeers are soon to follow
but only you can feel the silence of the end
as it begins to slither around your neck
one last breath for you and i -
2008.09.01 at 8:13 am #13582
blueczarinaSpectatori like your poem manilla.
you really like writing poetry don’t you?
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2008.09.01 at 8:29 pm #13583
manillascissorKeymasteryou know, sometimes i do. it’s pretty sporatic. i think you are my only fan.
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2008.09.01 at 8:44 pm #13584
blueczarinaSpectatori think you are my only fan. [/quote:h78vghpg]
hehe, or the only one who says anything.
i’m not much for writing actual poems myself, but i think yours are nice and not super lame like some poems people write with all the sophomoric whining and what not. i think they are pretty good.
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2008.09.01 at 8:47 pm #13585
manillascissorKeymasterthanks blue. i’m glad mine aren’t super lame!!!
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2008.09.01 at 9:30 pm #13586
MarcellaSpectatorThat was really beautiful, I love how you use words Manilla.
I suck at writing poems, personally. I am more of a story person. As I said before, any poem I write turns out all emo and teenage angsty.
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2008.09.02 at 11:58 am #13587
AnonymousSpectatorI like the poems… I couldn’t write one even if I was told it was that or getting tossed in a garbage can..lol
I think my last poem written was in 9th grade. My last story was in 3rd grade and that story was a reflection of my feelings about my parents divorce…what a great book for a 3rd grader to write about
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2008.09.02 at 2:44 pm #13588
Return To ComfortSpectatoryou know, sometimes i do. it’s pretty sporatic. i think you are my only fan. [/quote:2i89zkby]
Yes, manilla’s poems are good. Hard to read at times, but he does have a way with words. No arguing that.
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2008.09.13 at 7:18 am #13589
manillascissorKeymasterAs sand streamed through our hands
Just one grain fell inside the shell
Now, as one, it created the perfect pearl
The one mistep in the beat of life
Gave way to floods of beauty
To shine endlessly in the moonlight of never -
2008.09.13 at 12:12 pm #13590
AnonymousSpectatorManilla…that is a damn good poem there….
i like that one -
2008.09.13 at 1:09 pm #13591
Return To ComfortSpectatorManilla–that must be one of my favorite poems of yours. V nice. Beautiful.
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2008.09.13 at 1:10 pm #13592
Return To ComfortSpectatoroops! lol…posted twice. Must be ’cause I was up so late last night.
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2008.09.13 at 1:11 pm #13593
blueczarinaSpectatorthats a nice one manilla- definitely one of the best you have put up here.
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2008.09.13 at 1:19 pm #13594
ArthurSpectatorLove it manilla.
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2008.09.13 at 2:24 pm #13595
amnesiaSpectatorLove it manilla. [/quote:2av0s46g]
Me 2
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2008.09.13 at 2:33 pm #13596
AnonymousSpectatorManilla you got quite the fan club going on with this poem
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2008.09.13 at 8:23 pm #13597
PipokaSpectatori really like it too
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2008.09.13 at 10:02 pm #13598
MarcellaSpectatorWell I think it sucks.
Lol, jk . I like it,it’s very visual,especially the sand part.
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2008.09.14 at 1:58 pm #13599
AnonymousSpectatorWell I think it sucks.
Lol, jk . I like it,it’s very visual,especially the sand part.[/quote:kil2unps]
at first I was like WTF, now I see it was a jk thing…nice Marcella
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2008.09.14 at 3:32 pm #13600
blueczarinaSpectatori know. i just saw the it sucks part too at first.
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2008.09.16 at 11:31 pm #13601
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorAs sand streamed through our hands
Just one grain fell inside the shell
Now, as one, it created the perfect pearl
The one mistep in the beat of life
Gave way to floods of beauty
To shine endlessly in the moonlight of never[/quote:1ai1ekh1]this is a beautiful poem! i love it!
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2008.09.21 at 7:05 am #13602
manillascissorKeymasterWe stood beneath
The shadows danced as we held hands
So beautiful, eternally locked in warm embrace
To this day, I cry to remember the face
But with such beauty
Comes so much pain
Pain no doctors can supress
Pain no one has ever felt
Pain like no other has seen before
And the pain, it glows back at me
And drives the bones into the dirt
Over again, I rise to see
The cold moonlight that clouds beauty -
2008.09.21 at 11:53 am #13603
AnonymousSpectatorthat’s interesting to read..And the pain, it glows back at me..
I like this line.
well I like the whole thing, but that line really stands out to me. -
2008.09.21 at 12:10 pm #13604
ArthurSpectatorI think manilla creates cool poetry. It inspired me to search for my little poetry book that I made in 1991, with several poets I wrote in the period 1982 – 1989. (Yes, that many years ago ). They are in Dutch, but I will try giving them a proper English translation.
Just a few examples:
Verzet
steeds
uitglijdend
in een cyclus
van slapeloze tijden
is er soms
die verleiding
mijzelf
stil te zetten
om
voortaan
willoos
verder
te
gaanResistance
all the time
slipping
in a cycle of sleepless times
there is sometimes
that temptation
to stop
myself
and
continue
numb
and
without
any
will -
2008.09.21 at 12:16 pm #13605
AnonymousSpectatorwow! That is awesome. I like it
It looks cool in Dutch, but to try and read it
thanks for translating it:)
I suck ass at poetry… If I ever do attempt I wonder how long it will take me to complete the first 2 lines.
Maybe I should just try…if I succeed I will post it here first -
2008.09.21 at 12:26 pm #13606
ArthurSpectatorThis is one that I’m kinda proud of. It are 4 poets belonging together.
like water
healing is your voice
I drink
from your hands a drip
many colors stinge me
they pain me like water
and your eyes are deep
troubled like my thoughtsdrunk I am
drownedlike fire
hot is your eye
I swallow
from your hair a scent
many colors steal me
they pain me like fire
and your teases don’t fail
troubled like my thoughtsone thousand degrees I am
burnedlike ice
cold is your memory
I bite
from your heart a piece
many colors caress me
they pain me like ice
and your moves are in vain
troubled like my thoughtsice ice cold I am
frozenlike wood
sealed is your body
I caress
from your head a hatred
many colors strengthen me
they pain me like wood
and thin are your whispers
troubled like my thoughtsI bend, I bend
and split -
2008.09.21 at 12:32 pm #13607
ArthurSpectatorLast one. More coming, promise, I kinda like to re-read that old poetry I wrote, makes me smile!
Lego girl
oh I wish I had
4 arms
to wrap around you
4 hands
to caress you intense
4 ears
to hear every of your whisper
2 noses
for the wild scent of your hair
2 mouths
well, you know why…oh I wish I was twice
because I’m addicted to you -
2008.09.21 at 12:32 pm #13608
blueczarinaSpectatorthose are nice poems Arthur
i don’t write poetry either although i often include somewhat poetic language in my school papers- lit papers, etc. i never actually write poems though.
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2008.09.21 at 1:09 pm #13609
PipokaSpectatorthe first one is amazing!
you have talent too Arthur…I wrote some poems in the past, a few years ago. but i deleted them ….
I can only wrote poems when i’m sad, so i guess it’s cool that i can’t write them now -
2008.09.21 at 1:40 pm #13610
blueczarinaSpectatorI can only wrote poems when i’m sad, so i guess it’s cool that i can’t write them now [/quote:3eakskde]
too true
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2008.09.21 at 2:43 pm #13611
MarcellaSpectatorI loove the four poems belonging together, Arthur. And I also loved yours, Manilla. \"But with such beauty
Comes so much pain \" Amen. -
2008.09.21 at 3:50 pm #13612
ArthurSpectatorThanks Marcella.
Here’s another one.
Am I right
Or am I wrong
If I say that you think of me
Of someone that you cannot love
Yes you, with your beautiful profile
Is the world too small for us?
Hell, turn around and run
There are many others waiting for youAm I right
Or am I wrong
If I say that you don’t feel sorry
That I send you away in an empty world
You will not cry any tear
For me, it’s clear
Turn around and go away
There are many others longing for youAm I right
Or am I wrong
If I say: you only went cold
When I bored you with my feelings
Damned, I was so wrong
You, who were once my friend & lover
Turn around, and run fast bitch
There are many others so horny for you -
2008.09.21 at 3:59 pm #13613
ArthurSpectatorSome people found this one quite \"annoying\" back in the days…
Dreamlove
you dreamed about me
I noticed
and I fight your lonely love
you tried to withstand me
but magical,
almost unnoticed,
and like a king I conquered
your thoughtsmy hands float around you
I opened your falcon body
you tried to stop me
but I entered you
stubborn & strong
barehanded, nakedlove us
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2008.09.21 at 4:02 pm #13614
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatorlike the poems arthur, that last one is good. not annoying.
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2008.09.21 at 4:10 pm #13615
PipokaSpectatori like them all. and the last one is not annoying at all
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2008.09.21 at 5:42 pm #13616
blueczarinaSpectatori like them Arthur- they aren’t annoying.
just out of curiosity- did you write them in Dutch originally or English?
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2008.09.21 at 6:13 pm #13617
MarcellaSpectatorI don’t see what’s annoying on that last one, it’s gorgeous! And if they were written in Dutch originally, congratulations, they sound great in English as well.
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2008.09.21 at 9:43 pm #13618
ArthurSpectatorIn Dutch originally, all of them. That last one for example is like this in Dutch:
Droomliefde
je hebt mij gedroomd
ik zag het
ik overwon je eenzame liefde
je probeerde me uit te houden
maar magisch
onzichtbaar en
onaantastbaar overmeesterde ik
je gedachtenmijn handen zweven over je
lichaamsopeningen als valkuilen
je probeert me tegen te houden
maar stijfkoppig
dring ik bij je binnen
met blote handenheb ons lief
To be honest, it’s must stronger in Dutch, but that’s only visible for the Dutchies I’m afraid.
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2008.09.21 at 9:46 pm #13619
blueczarinaSpectatorTo be honest, it’s must stronger in Dutch, but that’s only visible for the Dutchies I’m afraid. [/quote:hofw1g6s]
true^^ as to be honest it looks a bit like gibberish to me
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2008.09.21 at 9:59 pm #13620
ArthurSpectatorI don’t know what is gibberish…
But what I mean is, there are several deeper layers in the poem that go haywire when being translated to English.
This part for example
\"mijn handen zweven over je
lichaamsopeningen als valkuilen\"would be litteraly
\"my hands float over your
body doors like falcon-owls\"which is nicely translated (see them fly, the falcons over the (dead?) body?), but \"valkuilen\" also means \"traps\", like the body has traps where my hands shouldn’t go in… Anyway, hard to explain, I hope I did my best, and made it a joyful experience anyway for you to read.
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2008.09.21 at 10:06 pm #13621
blueczarinaSpectatorhehe, yes you did a better job translating.
oh, and \"gibberish\" is basically just a bunch of words that you don’t understand, derive no meaning from because you don’t know the language or whatever, makes no sense, etc…
i don’t know anything really for the most part when it comes to germanic languages, so it looks a bit different to me.
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2008.09.22 at 12:10 am #13622
MarcellaSpectatorIt looks so pretty. I could write it in my binder and everyone at school would be like \"What duz that meanz?! Yew are satanik.\" So fun =’D.
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2008.09.22 at 6:13 am #13623
ArthurSpectatorIt looks so pretty. I could write it in my binder and everyone at school would be like "What duz that meanz?! Yew are satanik." So fun =’D.[/quote:sqe7kyj7]
"When you’re born, you get a ticket to the freak show. When you’re born in Holland, you get a front row seat." -
2008.09.22 at 6:33 am #13624
blueczarinaSpectatorwow
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2008.09.22 at 10:29 am #13625
PipokaSpectatorIt looks so pretty. I could write it in my binder and everyone at school would be like "What duz that meanz?! Yew are satanik." So fun =’D.[/quote:xzodizd6]
"When you’re born, you get a ticket to the freak show. When you’re born in Holland, you get a front row seat." [/quote:xzodizd6] -
2008.09.22 at 1:52 pm #13626
Return To ComfortSpectatorI’m still trying to decipher Manilla’s latest prose.
Arthur, yours are interesting–such a different style than a lot of poetry. I can completely understand why translating doesn’t quite work. That’s always an issue when switching languages.
The only \"poems\" I right are silly notes to people, very Seuss-esque. I used to write a lot, but more just journal-style. Did it almost every day for years. Stopped abruptly about half-way through college. It’s funny though, I still have my journals from when I was in about 7th grade on. Cracks me up to go back and read about what I perceived as important at those times.
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2008.09.22 at 10:48 pm #13627
AnonymousSpectatorI wish I would have saved my poems..they went to the trash a long time ago..I deemed them as irrelevant at the time, now I wish I could see them-
Arthur you are a poem writing machine..holy that was a lot, but they are very good poems!
I like the way they look in Dutch..it’s different to see through my eyes
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2008.09.23 at 12:27 am #13628
manillascissorKeymasterJust wanted to say to Arthur, and in front of everyone here, I love your poems Sir. And I say Sir in the context of Sir Arthur. That shit sounds so good with your name.
Sir Derek? Not so much.
I especially like the 4 elements poem. Nice one bro.
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2008.09.23 at 3:10 am #13629
manillascissorKeymasterDo se do
Round and round we go
In my arms, you are so heavy
I close my eyes and pull you close
To feel your breath, we share one pulse
The time comes to pass you to another
From this one to the other
One two three four
Now promenade
In his arms you are content
Within his arms, he can protect
Alone, without my partner
I swirl down to the grass
Palms up and grasping
The square dance taps in uniform
Joyously exiting the barn door
Minus one -
2008.09.23 at 4:19 am #13630
blueczarinaSpectatoranother good one manilla
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2008.09.23 at 9:08 am #13631
PipokaSpectatorvery nice manilla !
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2008.09.23 at 10:57 am #13632
AnonymousSpectatorI especially like the 4 elements poem. Nice one bro. [/quote:4mydo9k4]
Me too!
Sir Manilla and I like Sir Arthur-it has a nice ring to it
And I like the one you just posted.
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2008.09.23 at 7:38 pm #13633
AnonymousSpectatorMine tend to be ‘odd,’ as I write them very quickly to motivate ‘other’ writing I’m doing; or they’re often for other people.
For fear of scaring everybody, here’s my contributions:
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2008.09.23 at 8:08 pm #13634
AnonymousSpectatorWell..I guess all 3 of you can write good poems…Dazey they aren’t scary, they are very fascinating to read!
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2008.09.24 at 1:55 am #13635
blueczarinaSpectatoryeah, those aren’t scary Dazey they are good poems
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2008.09.24 at 8:58 am #13636
manillascissorKeymasterYet again, I find myself in sin
Dark reflections contained within
The mirror shining too dim
Holding revelations of absolute
Parades it’s proud negatives
Removing the spectrum of light
Within the vastness of this anvil
The grey persists
Consuming
Oneness is not within
Harmony is afar
Throw the sandstone to the quartz
Shatter it away
Awake, another day -
2008.09.24 at 12:37 pm #13637
AnonymousSpectatorManilla I hope you plan on keepin your poems for a book…
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2008.09.24 at 8:06 pm #13638
blueczarinaSpectatorManilla I hope you plan on keepin your poems for a book…[/quote:10owsub8]
you should. you have lots of good ones.
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2008.09.25 at 6:45 am #13639
AnonymousSpectatorManilla I hope you plan on keepin your poems for a book…[/quote:2x65sw3t]
Thirded.
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2008.09.25 at 11:36 am #13640
AnonymousSpectatorThirded.[/quote:35jv0qnq]
had to do a double take on that word…I thought it said something else
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2008.09.27 at 12:27 am #13641
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatorlost in a sea of sadness
looking back i wonder how i got here
on a boat of no return
the waves crash against me
i feel nothing but cold
i wish for the light of the sun
it never touches my skin
eternal night shining in my eyes
cold
silent
neverending -
2008.09.27 at 12:52 am #13642
blueczarinaSpectatorthat’s a good poem bullet, but its sad
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2008.09.27 at 12:58 am #13643
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatori feel sad, and thanks.
do you ever feel like
your world is ending
but it is neverending
the time it takes for it to
implode
explode
disinigrate
be nothingness
forever it seems
long long nights of decay and madness
longing for the end
but knowing it is far off
longing for the darkness
but knowing it is far off
and everyday is just the same
a trudge through the mud of life
shaking off the brambles that tear at your skin
hoping beyond hope
that today
today
the light will shine on you
and the nothingness is taken away
and it is replaced by love
love pure white love
a bright shining star of hope in all hearts -
2008.09.27 at 8:37 am #13644
amnesiaSpectatorlost in a sea of sadness
looking back i wonder how i got here
on a boat of no return
the waves crash against me
i feel nothing but cold
i wish for the light of the sun
it never touches my skin
eternal night shining in my eyes
cold
silent
neverending[/quote:3mjed0fg]I really like this one.Sad but Good one Bullet.
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2008.09.27 at 12:33 pm #13645
bullettwoutbutterflywingsSpectatorthanks.
i write the best when i am sad, happy poems never really sound good.
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2008.09.27 at 2:51 pm #13646
MarcellaSpectatorGood ones. I write better when I have negative emotions, as well.
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2008.09.27 at 3:07 pm #13647
blueczarinaSpectatori think a lot of people write better, paint better etc when they are unhappy. i wonder if its easier to tap into your emotions when you are more unhappy or something. maybe it seems more intense and overwhelming somehow so it comes out stronger.
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2008.09.27 at 3:40 pm #13648
MarcellaSpectatorSince we’re talking about sad poems…this isn’t exactly a poem, more like…I have no idea o_o.
Butterflies tap my windowpane
Their crystal wings shimmering with light
My eyes, half closed, I sway with the sound
Of the cherished scene, purposely bright.
The walls that trap me shiver
Like autumn leaves ready to fall
That small sight of bliss closes, withers
As darkness encloses me with a final swap.
As blind as true love, is such beauty within
Impossible to notice unless once slaughtered
As once pure, as gelid, like the breast of a dove
After the sin commited leaves its crimson matter.
Seconds and hours loose all of their charm
My insides don’t long for just every-day time
One always wants what one should never have
The forbidden is sweet, but freedom it lacks.
And what is such word, nowadays, for myself?
The meaning is buried under covers of shame
Yet through such glorious shards, glitters calling me outside
I see what I could’ve had, if only I had seen it the first time. -
2008.09.27 at 3:46 pm #13649
blueczarinaSpectatorits still a poem Marcella and good one too
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2008.09.27 at 6:19 pm #13650
AnonymousSpectatorI like both of those poems…very good!!
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2008.09.28 at 3:46 am #13651
last_rose_of_summerSpectatori like both of your poems bullet and marcella. sad…….. i can really feel the emotion in them. i agree, it does seem like the best artistic works happen when sad feelings are involved.
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2008.10.02 at 3:23 am #13652
manillascissorKeymastershe once shouted my name
across the echoing vistas
she once cried the same
over the distance
she once pulled
the water to the side
she once breathed
exhale, a sigh
she once gazed, into a mirror
she once gazed, seeing clearer
she once saw, the beauty inside
she once saw, the love in his eyes
she once heard, her voice bounce back
she once heard, the echo attack
she once heard, a cold distant grin
she heard but if once, the silence within -
2008.10.02 at 3:31 am #13653
manillascissorKeymasterwith two and one
an odd number makes three
with you and them
equals harmony
enter the one
to disrupt the sanct
enter myself
blank room, empty space
exit me, exit you
leaves everyone
alone with you -
2008.10.02 at 8:12 am #13654
ShannenSpectatorYou are like a statue at heaven gate
And me just a sculpture waiting for your love, radiance and divinity to fill in
I have faith in you
Thinking that you are the sweetest thing
Thinking non other than you
Waiting to see an angel like you is a penance
Each and everyday seems to be million years away
I yearn to meet you
And my heart will be sleepless till that dayP/s: It’s a bit disorganized…tsss
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2008.10.02 at 1:32 pm #13655
AnonymousSpectatorIt’s still a good poem Shannen.
And Manilla of course as always… -
2008.10.03 at 6:32 am #13656
blueczarinaSpectatormanilla- good as always
and good one too Shannen
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2008.10.03 at 1:11 pm #13657
Return To ComfortSpectatorI am a queen in your eyes, in your hands.
King you are to me, my friend, my lover.
We are two sides of the same coin,
One and the same, yet never touching.
Our kingdom is an elusive heaven.
Appearing and disappearing, as the tides of a mirage.
How quickly it vanishes, when you go into hiding.
I yearn for your touch from afar.
You disappear from my life,
Leaving me adrift in a sea of emotions.
Tides pull me one direction,
Winds push me in another.
You will reappear on the horizon,
My body burns as I try to reach you
Before you vanish again. -
2008.10.03 at 1:19 pm #13658
AnonymousSpectatorRTC
That is absolutely a beautiful poem!
I really like that one -
2008.10.03 at 1:51 pm #13659
Return To ComfortSpectatorRTC
That is absolutely a beautiful poem!
I really like that one[/quote:4vaah3ga]Thanks Reggae. Maybe some of us can give manilla a run for his money.
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2008.10.03 at 1:52 pm #13660
AnonymousSpectatorwell I now see that you can
One decade I will attempt…
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2008.10.04 at 4:15 am #13661
blueczarinaSpectatorthat is a good poem RTC. i like the imagery.
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2008.10.06 at 4:57 pm #13662
AnonymousSpectatorDreaming within
Distant moonlight whispers
silence glows between the veil
within the soul, the light
pure with loveit’s a start
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2008.10.06 at 6:13 pm #13663
blueczarinaSpectatorits a pretty start
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2008.10.06 at 8:09 pm #13664
AnonymousSpectatorthanks
maybe I’ll finish it, or maybe it’s done.. -
2008.10.06 at 8:13 pm #13665
ArthurSpectatorThe Aftermath
in a passionate awakening
I saw your body
laying next to mine
in a deathwish
I posessed you
and in a whispering dream
our souls
looked at each otherI have been counting
the wrinkles in the sheets
all day -
2008.10.06 at 8:18 pm #13666
AnonymousSpectatorThe aftermath?
that could be the ending to my poem
I like it Arthur, always writing good poems
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2008.10.06 at 8:18 pm #13667
MarcellaSpectatorAbsolutely gorgeous Arthur. I love love your passion.
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2008.10.06 at 8:23 pm #13668
ArthurSpectatorChildren In Time
a village close to the beach
the sky is grey
and the wind is hard
when we start our journeyI look around us
a drip on my nose
falls a circle in the wateralmost careless
have the dunes
been thrown around in the salty waterI miss the seals
are they scared
of our group?I wonder
behind us
the imprints
of wet footstepsand in front of us
the unknown
that we will explorethe other side, of the sea
a strange feeling
forceful, so beautiful,
makes me stand stillI feel
a little
a child in time -
2008.10.06 at 8:32 pm #13669
ArthurSpectatorSeen on the latest car show:
the new Honda Harakiri
it refuses to hit the gas
in a dirty environmentthe Renault Question
it asks every 10 minutes
\"why didn’t you take public transport?\"
then it starts announcing
all bus timetables
and the next trainstationsfinally, from Russia:
the Lada Applestroika
it takes fruit juice
for gas(OK, maybe not a real poem, but hey, I wrote this when I was 15-16 years old )
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2008.10.06 at 8:38 pm #13670
AnonymousSpectatoralright this one is good too..
puts mine to shame by far
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2008.10.06 at 8:41 pm #13671
AnonymousSpectatormy comment should be in bewtween poems..
this last one looks like dialogue to a future car commercial of some sort
you know something we all don’t Arthur? -
2008.10.06 at 8:41 pm #13672
ArthurSpectatorLast one, i liked this one very much when I wrote this. Still makes me smile a little.
I want to write a little
some poetry or something
nothing special
just some words
but I seem to fail
my pen is against me
but what do I say:
I’m already at line eight!
OK, let me write a little
some poetry or something
nothing heavy
but something that makes you smile
I’m afraid I’m going nowhere
my fantasy has gone
but hey, look at this:
I’m already here, just like that!
so, I wrote a little after all
some poetry or something
but it has to end somewhere too
and that will be now -
2008.10.06 at 8:45 pm #13673
AnonymousSpectatorthat’s a good one…too!
DAMN I SUCK!!!
I just need to write down all my crazy thougts throughout the days…maybe something will come together…lol -
2008.10.06 at 8:47 pm #13674
AnonymousSpectatoryou guys do a pretty good job of summing up my thoughts into your own poems
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2008.10.06 at 9:04 pm #13675
ArthurSpectatorThanks, I’m flattered. Last last last one then, and now I’m off to bed.
before dark
it is evening
close to the morning
it is night
those
are the times
that loneliness
falls upon me
that melancholy
attacks me
that doubts
are so strong
and don’t go away
without any reason
actually -
2008.10.06 at 9:19 pm #13676
blueczarinaSpectatorthose are good poems Arthur. and the one about poems is funny.
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2008.10.06 at 9:20 pm #13677
AnonymousSpectatordreams stripped away
longing for that moment
welcome sleep
take me away
to the place
I long to keep
secret thoughts
fulfill the heart
I can feel you
in my soul -
2008.10.06 at 10:09 pm #13678
AnonymousSpectatorleaves falling,open door
window views
ever changing
the pleasure of new
tug o’ war
pulling,tugging
which way to go
within the self
lies hidden truths
seek the message
from your youth -
2008.10.07 at 7:14 am #13679
manillascissorKeymasterthe leaves’ color is no more
ascended to their nest
one on top of the other
an infinite strata of deathpast times awake, during the day
they caught all rays of light
to hang and curl oh so gently
and sleep silent during the nightforever reaching out so far
atop the forest heights
battling rain and foragers
the endless army would fightuntil that day the wind blew cold
and someone gave the nod
to wither up and fly away
break off and join the sodtogether again, all on the ground
as a withering blanket of cover
to give the earth a little warmth
knowing winter is around the corner -
2008.10.07 at 12:31 pm #13680
AnonymousSpectatorSea of depth,deepest blue
twisted fate,voice of truth
beneath the stars
sea of waves
feel me, see me
believe my love
exploding from the heart
flowing throughout
unreleased passion
I reach, you pull
intertwined, embraced, released
until we meet again -
2008.10.07 at 12:31 pm #13681
last_rose_of_summerSpectatormanilla, i LOVE that poem! my favorite are nature poems, this one is beautiful! great imagery
i only have one little question… the word ascended, did you mean descended? like the leaves fall to their nest on the ground?
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2008.10.07 at 12:46 pm #13682
manillascissorKeymastermanilla, i LOVE that poem! my favorite are nature poems, this one is beautiful! great imagery
i only have one little question… the word ascended, did you mean descended? like the leaves fall to their nest on the ground?[/quote:19bi5t4a]
no, i meant ascended, even though falling. like going go heaven. leave heaven!
leaven?
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2008.10.07 at 1:07 pm #13683
last_rose_of_summerSpectatoroh, ok i hope i didn’t offend you, i was just wondering
it is a great poemleaven… all leaves go to leaven
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2008.10.07 at 4:49 pm #13684
AnonymousSpectatoroh, ok i hope i didn’t offend you, i was just wondering
it is a great poemleaven… all leaves go to leaven [/quote:3jp5sel8]
must be heaven for leaves? or we’ve been calling heaven the wrong thing
I still like it Manilla -
2008.10.07 at 4:55 pm #13685
blueczarinaSpectatori like all of manilla’s poems. good stuff.
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2008.10.07 at 9:47 pm #13686
manillascissorKeymasterthanks blue, rose, and reggae.
arthur’s cool as always, reggae, keep writing, you’ll get there. it’s amazing how going through a real crappy period in your life elicits poetry.
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2008.10.09 at 2:03 am #13687
AnonymousSpectatorthanks blue, rose, and reggae.
arthur’s cool as always, reggae, keep writing, you’ll get there. it’s amazing how going through a real crappy period in your life elicits poetry.[/quote:1jpr2lwc]
you know what’s weird..I never write poetry and have no idea why on earth I even attempted, but even my horoscope said something about writing poetry, which through me off…I feel like my mind is being spyed upon lately..LOL -
2008.10.09 at 12:29 pm #13688
Return To ComfortSpectatorI feel like my mind is being spyed upon lately..LOL[/quote:1rl97kwa]
That’s because it is, mwahahahahaha!
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2008.10.09 at 1:13 pm #13689
AnonymousSpectatorI feel like my mind is being spyed upon lately..LOL[/quote:2qx7nzd9]
That’s because it is, mwahahahahaha![/quote:2qx7nzd9]
GREAT just GREAT.. what I want to know is by who-besides God, who else..no one…lol -
2008.10.09 at 1:42 pm #13690
Return To ComfortSpectatorok…back to poetry people! Focus!
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2008.10.09 at 2:35 pm #13691
AnonymousSpectatorAs sun sets,moon arises
setting sail from confusion
Is this all?
So far to travel
destination unknown
an illusion, what is real?
searching the souls
seeking wisdom
listening to the heart
reaching for something
not all can see
knowing very well it’s for you and me
leaving the restraints this world has
love is there
as it always has
let it lead
soon all will see -
2008.10.11 at 9:02 pm #13692
AnonymousSpectatorFor Loves Sake
A piece of me pushed under
Where did she go?
Where did she hide?
I’m on my way
to give peace within
I give my all
It’s who I am
truth be told
Go for love
Go for allFeel life everyday
no matter, no more
selfish desire
close that door
Awaken the mind
Open your heart
it can not burn anymore
Go for love
Go for all
For loves sake -
2008.10.13 at 10:54 pm #13693
Return To ComfortSpectatorFall to Winter, Day to Night
Life and liveliness of summer wane,
The colors and excitement fade.
I echo back, theme music slowing,
Allegro to adagio.Daylight diminishes,
The dark of night is augmented.
My life mimics,
Each minute calmer.Leaves fall and grass browns,
Preparing for the depth of winter.
I mirror, settling into my own warmth,
Strong and comforting.Fall leaves, winter arrives.
Interpreted death is truly life.
I copy, giving into the night,
Rejuvenation for tomorrow. -
2008.10.14 at 2:34 pm #13694
AnonymousSpectatorI like your poem…it’s cozy
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2008.10.14 at 6:16 pm #13695
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorreggae, i like your poems
rtc i like yours too
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2008.10.14 at 6:39 pm #13696
last_rose_of_summerSpectatornaratives of the mind
laying trails of deceit
sanity knows lies
venture once down a path
to see where it takes you
journey too often
you may not return whole
belief can replace truth
layers of reality
interspersed with delusion -
2008.10.14 at 9:12 pm #13697
blueczarinaSpectatorgood poems guys
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2008.10.14 at 9:52 pm #13698
manillascissorKeymasternaratives of the mind
laying trails of deceit
sanity knows lies
venture once down a path
to see where it takes you
journey too often
you may not return whole
belief can replace truth
layers of reality
interspersed with delusion[/quote:olat5bsj]Wow, I was just mindfucked.
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2008.10.14 at 11:10 pm #13699
last_rose_of_summerSpectatormanilla- i don’t know what to say… that is like the ultimate compliment… thanks!
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2008.10.14 at 11:15 pm #13700
AnonymousSpectatorwow rose! That is a a great poem!
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2008.10.15 at 1:47 pm #13701
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorthanks reggae
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2008.10.24 at 1:13 am #13702
Doubtful-DellaSpectatorHiding behind curves
Where stereophonics work
With filigree and appetite
Spoon fed formaldehyde
A masquerade of pedigrees
Serene yet nostalgic
All virtual concepts
Of righteous creations
All hidden and cloned
Aroused and alone
Inside my frontal lobe -
2008.10.24 at 4:11 am #13703
manillascissorKeymasterI wrote this in college, about starting to drink and smoke: If only I listened to myself.
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I’m walking down this carnival highway. You know, the empty, sticky, flashy, jet-engine aisle…the dirty path traveled by the millions. At first, I am mute. Energy of all wavelengths passes through me, reaching me via distinguished media…vibrations, noises, headlights, flames of yellow and red, beckoning my submission. I am silent. For I have heard of the evil. The fake. The hypocrite. The sinner. Smiling with glittered teeth and eyes of molten steel, he flies to me. With clawed hands open and bat wings spread. I am offered to taste his nectar. The life juice of darkness. And as the quiet moon pulsates onto my head, I take my virgin sip of nothingness. It goes down like a snake crawling into my stomach, it’s body opening and slithering and becoming one with my soul. And now, removal of the beast would surely mean death…for it is a part of me. It is me. And I look behind to see where to go and the heat blasts burn my eyes. The silver lenses see far above, but the blackness comes rushing down. Down, down, down. Crushing and extinguishing the sought after and needed, until the horizontals dominate. A vacuum begins from inside and when I look forward, my snake is just leaving. On to pursue another being. To eat what is his and control what was once mine.
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2008.10.24 at 4:17 am #13704
blueczarinaSpectatorwhoa- that’s quite a poetic description there- really strong imagery.
good thing you have quit now though
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2008.10.24 at 5:19 am #13705
Doubtful-DellaSpectator\"my snake\" makes me think of something else
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2008.10.24 at 5:25 am #13706
blueczarinaSpectatoryeah, it might be a smidge graphic, but still a strong piece
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2008.10.24 at 6:09 am #13707
manillascissorKeymasterthat’s what she said.
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2008.10.24 at 12:33 pm #13708
Return To ComfortSpectatorI’m rolling my eyes…..
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2008.10.24 at 12:36 pm #13709
AnonymousSpectatorthat’s what she said.[/quote:2xpima34]
oh no…that sounds familiar
typical man statement, except you don’t seem like a typical guy…I’m so confused -
2008.10.24 at 12:39 pm #13710
Return To ComfortSpectatorthat’s what she said.[/quote:2j20p5jh]
oh no…that sounds familiar
typical man statement, except you don’t seem like a typical guy…I’m so confused [/quote:2j20p5jh]Why do you say that manilla doesn’t seem typical? Just curious myself….
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2008.10.24 at 12:46 pm #13711
AnonymousSpectatorI know Manilla doesn’t seem typical…or maybe that’s just it my hubby isn’t typical either..lol
I don’t know I have heard that statement by a few guys..lol
It’s a funny statement though when applied right, like Manilla did -
2008.10.24 at 7:35 pm #13712
AnonymousSpectatorDistractions
preying on innocence
subliminal illusion
easily swayed
mind Controlled, cells siphoned
Feeling of emptiness
loneliness, bittersweet
becoming fear
dark and empty
bottomless pit
stay here
as long as you like
there’s always morethis way, points the sign
turn right
come along
close your eyes
breathe deep within
it won’t take long
a glimmer of light
leave the illusion behind
tranquil life
away from it all -
2008.11.01 at 12:48 am #13713
manillascissorKeymastera bow drawn to rip apart
plays sad songs across the heart
counting sheep around the bridge
a violin’s dying wish
to breathe again the sounds of sorrow
upon the ears of a deaf tomorrow
quarters and eighths stain the floor
there to lay forevermore -
2008.11.06 at 1:15 am #13714
manillascissorKeymastera medley’s melody
inside a kicking can
bouncing down the street
your head in time with the beat
funk da fied in step
beat down, so def
keep it swingin’
ooooo there goes another one
bringin’ it back
fo everyone
wet shirts and colas
it’s so hot
i never wanna cool off -
2008.11.06 at 1:02 pm #13715
Doubtful-DellaSpectatora bow drawn to rip apart
plays sad songs across the heart
counting sheep around the bridge
a violin’s dying wish
[/quote:tq2dhc6n]I like it four lines. Very powerful end statement
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2008.11.08 at 5:52 am #13716
manillascissorKeymasterall you knew
devoured in spoonfed school
the back turned
the truth hurts
the truth sings its aria
whispering to you its final breaths
into your ear
you hear
you turn to see
the truth the truth the truth
the textbook
the written word
the gospel
the nothing -
2008.11.08 at 6:01 am #13717
manillascissorKeymasterthrough layers unseen
the end it seems
reached far too deep
the souls seeped
together as once in a bowl
fallen to the floor
shattered across
spilling the score
one two three four
the dreams of lore
now the sunken miles
complete across the frozen tiles -
2008.11.13 at 4:08 am #13718
manillascissorKeymasterwhereever have we gone
whoever shall decide
whenever it is time
until we are then, bide timehands move with hasty pace
hovering the turquoise face
into the silent unknown
for ever, our soulsnow and again
i think of then
what is was to me
all the possiblitiesasleep now but awake
cannot stop the earthquake
apart the rift drags along
singing one last tearful song -
2008.11.13 at 4:14 am #13719
manillascissorKeymasterpoint the pistol to thy head
pull the trigger filled with lead
blood spills upon the floor
the smoke empties the chamber doorand in the empty room
a new soul hovers with doom
destined to die upon this earth
one last breath, a dying cursetwo shells, side by side
one from a gun
the other, suicidepost humous, now obsolete
the end of it all becomes complete -
2008.11.13 at 4:15 am #13720
blueczarinaSpectatormore good ones manilla they are always sad though for the most part
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2008.11.13 at 4:19 am #13721
manillascissorKeymasterwhere are yours?
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2008.11.13 at 4:25 am #13722
blueczarinaSpectatorwhere are yours?
[/quote:3h056020]
i don’t write poems. never have for the most part unless i was forced to in school. sometimes when i write papers for classes they have a bit of a poetic quality if i feel like throwing in some niftier language. other than that though i’m not really a poem writer, although i’m taking lit in college too.
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2008.11.13 at 4:28 am #13723
manillascissorKeymasternever to see inside the door
hovers my body, upon the floor
sunlight bounces into my eyes
a radiant beam from deep insidei push up, to capture a view
the keyhole shines through and through
rocking gently, back and forth
happiness is now back in storeone wanders through the musky room
touching all that defines the you(th)
wonderment is within her eyes
delight comes with each surprisepush away, to rise again
to the knees, i confess my sin
creaking wood beneath the feet
to sound alarms down beneathi walk away up to the stairs
and grab the handrail of our years
decending to the lowest level
as the hinges begin to echojoyous laughs and tearful cries
bounce about into the sky
and lonely murmurs never see
the light that came from underneath -
2008.11.13 at 5:17 am #13724
manillascissorKeymasterokay, above is probably my favorite poem ever. ugh. pain and sorrow = beauty.
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2008.11.13 at 5:37 am #13725
blueczarinaSpectatorthat is a damn good one. one of the best you have put up to date.
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2008.11.13 at 3:49 pm #13726
Return To ComfortSpectatorI can’t even comment.
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2008.11.14 at 3:00 am #13727
AnonymousSpectatorWow! that was amazing Manilla
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2008.11.15 at 1:31 pm #13728
TionSpectatorwow. i read o lot of very good poems here….
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2008.11.17 at 4:10 am #13729
manillascissorKeymastermy love
my life
removed once
removed twice
again i hear your silent voice
again inside i melt without a choice
i long so much for your embrace
i want so much for our days
but now i want your cool smile
just to know all is worthwhile
and tonight you gave unto me
the pureness i forever seek
i love you babe -
2008.11.17 at 1:24 pm #13730
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorOriginality
Undoubtedly
Tries
Longingly to
Escape
Towards normalcyacrostic poems are my favorite now, they are fun to write
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2008.11.17 at 2:49 pm #13731
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorBUT….. i am not sure about using the word normalcy in that poem…. i don’t know what exactly i was going for….. what do you guys think? i am always up for constructive critisism
rewrite:
Originality
Undoubtedly
Tries
Longingly to
Escape
Triumphantlyi think i like that better
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2008.11.18 at 1:22 am #13732
AnonymousSpectatorhaha I haven’t done that style since junior high, or was it elementary..
nice rose
I might have to do that one day again -
2008.11.18 at 1:28 am #13733
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorwhich one do you like better… my 1st or 2nd one? i need opinions
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2008.11.18 at 2:19 am #13734
AnonymousSpectatorI like both to be honest..
normalcy..I like that, but I also like triumphantly too..
I guess I am not much help -
2008.11.18 at 1:21 pm #13735
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorhehe, that’s okay i’m glad you like it/them
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2008.11.18 at 1:25 pm #13736
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorafter i posted the 1st one i realized that it seemed like i was trying to say original and creative people are not \"normal\" that’s not what i meant though. lol.
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2008.11.18 at 2:05 pm #13737
PipokaSpectatori prefer the second one rose
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2008.11.18 at 2:36 pm #13738
AnonymousSpectatorthat’s why I like it..there is no normalcy…
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2008.11.18 at 2:46 pm #13739
last_rose_of_summerSpectatori don’t know what posessed me to use that word… i don’t even like the word normal
i had a momentary lapse of judgement
and i posted it before it was complete! oops, sorry ya’ll had to see my editing process lol
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2008.11.22 at 2:00 am #13740
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorhere’s another acrostic poem, told you i have fun with them
Curiosity
Could it be?
Underneath or beyond
Roads never seen must lead somewhere
Inside packages
Oh so pretty
Something lurks
Is the question where or what?
Temptation to go or to open
You know you feel it too -
2008.11.22 at 9:05 pm #13741
manillascissorKeymasterhere’s another acrostic poem, told you i have fun with them
Curiosity
Could it be?
Underneath or beyond
Roads never seen must lead somewhere
Inside packages
Oh so pretty
Something lurks
Is the question where or what?
Temptation to go or to open
You know you feel it too[/quote:2qirchx0]I like the "Roads never seen must lead somewhere".
I gotta ask. What is acrostic?
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2008.11.23 at 1:14 am #13742
Return To ComfortSpectatorIsn’t acrostic describing how the first letter of each line spells a word (ie. ‘curiosity’)???
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2008.11.23 at 6:54 am #13743
manillascissorKeymasterAlone with never
Lonely as a cause
Wretched inside
Alienated to find
Yesterday’s memory
So alone -
2008.11.23 at 7:13 am #13744
manillascissorKeymasterShe gazes upon my eyes
Her hair combed aside
The tiny body
Warm to the touch
Just a tiny sip
Turns my heart to dustThe one true love
This heart has ever known
The one true love
Will never leave this home
She’s my little baby
She’s my little angelIf she had wings
She’d fly far above
Into cold nights
To bring the light
To see what she could see
To be what she could beShe runs across to grab my legs
And grounds me for all days
Her little smile
Her cute laughs
Are enough to thank
A man’s dark pastYes, she’s my angel
Born without wings
Serving a lifeforce
Yet to be seen
She’s close to the ground
Angels never fly this lowConstantly
She gives to me
Tears of joy
She never sees
She is my world
She is my cause
Forever I want
To embrace those armsShe is simply
Cydney -
2008.11.28 at 3:54 pm #13745
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorthat’s beautiful, manilla
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2008.11.28 at 4:12 pm #13746
PipokaSpectatorwow !
That’s my favorite so far ! Beautiful !
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2008.11.29 at 3:27 am #13747
blueczarinaSpectatorthat is really neat manilla. that’s about one of your kids right?
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2008.11.29 at 8:40 pm #13748
manillascissorKeymasterYessam, tis my 2.5 year old daughter. I may post a pic of her on here one day. As a rule, I don’t put pics of my children on the internet, but I did for Corgan, but it was SP related.
Hmmm….
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2008.11.29 at 9:55 pm #13749
blueczarinaSpectatorthats probably a good plan. you can never be too careful. plus anybody can look through any thread on here- SPfreaks you know and freaks you don’t know.
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2008.12.06 at 3:15 pm #13750
Return To ComfortSpectatorI wholeheartedly concur with the no-posting-pics-of-progeny rule. Tis a good one, I say.
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2008.12.07 at 11:38 am #13751
ArthurSpectatorFrom the Carmina Burana
veni, domicella
o virgines
de corde totaliter
et ex mente tota
sum presentialiter
absens in remotapulchra tibi facies
oculurum acies
capillorum series
o quam clara species!rosa rubicundior
lilio candidior
omnibus formosior
iam amore virginali
totus ardeoad iugum tamen suave transeo
semper in te glorior!and wow, this one…
estuans interius
ira vehementi
in amaritudine
loquor mee menti:
factus de materia,
cinis elementi
similis sum folio,
de quo ludunt venticum sit enim proprium
viro sapienti
supra petram ponere
sedem fundamenti,
stultus ego comparor
fluvio labenti,
sub eodem tramite
nunquam permanenti.feror ego veluti
sine nauta navis,
ut per vias aeris
vaga fertur avis;
non me tenent vincula,
non me tenet clavis,
quero mihi similes
et adiungor pravis.mihi cordis gravitas
res videtur gravis;
iocis est amabilis
dulciorque favis;
quicquid Venus imperat,
labor est suavis,
que nunquam in cordibus
habitat ignavis.via lata gradior
more iuventutis
inplicor et vitiis
immemor virtutis,
voluptatis avidus
magis quam salutis,
mortuus in anima
curam gero cutis.OK, translations to follow…
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2008.12.07 at 11:52 am #13752
ArthurSpectatorTranslations of the Carmina Burana.
Firstly, the first one was a little creative redo of some texts I like from the Carmina Burana. The second one is a full original text. This is so… Arthur.
sweetheart, be mine
o beautiful girl
in my times and in my song
I carry you on my hands
and my heart will not leave you
where-ever I may roamyou got the most beautiful face
your eyes full of light
hair like no-one has
and a body where everything sparkles from life!every rose shrinks in your presence
every lily turns grey
you most beautiful of all
in the inside of my thighs
a fire starts to burnI will do everything what love commands
to you I belong, to you alone!And the second poet goes like this:
burning inside
with violent anger
bitterly
I speak to my heart
created from matter
of the ashes of the elements
I am like a leaf
played with by the windsif it is the way
of the wise man
to build
foundations on stone
then I am a fool like
a flowing stream
which in its course
never changesI am carried along
like a ship without a steersman
and in the paths of the air
like a light hovering bird
chains cannot hold me
keys cannot imprison me
I look for people like me
and join the wretchesthe heaviness of my heart
seems like a burden to me
it is pleasant to joke
and sweeter than honeycomb
whatever Venus commands
is a sweet duty
she never dwells
in a lazy heartI travel the broad path
as is the way of youth
I give myself to vice
unmindful of virtue
I am eager for the pleasures of the flesh
more than for salvation
my soul is dead
so I shall look after the flesh -
2008.12.07 at 3:06 pm #13753
blueczarinaSpectatorgeeze Arthur you think we all can’t read Latin geeze
i have actually had several years of it thought. and some Greek as well.
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2008.12.07 at 3:47 pm #13754
AnonymousSpectatorI wish I knew how to read some Latin now a days..it would be cool. I did like the interpretation of those poems though!
and Manilla you are a good poet!!
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2008.12.11 at 5:15 am #13755
manillascissorKeymasterI wish I knew how to read some Latin now a days..it would be cool. I did like the interpretation of those poems though!
and Manilla you are a good poet!![/quote:2echj9on]
Why thanks!
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2008.12.11 at 5:26 am #13756
manillascissorKeymasterExhales her warm sigh into the cold night
And rears back, impatiently waiting
For two to join her in the back of the train
Together once more, never againHe grabs the reins and gives a silent pull
She sets on foot, ready to go
A cool wind blows across her nape
Sending gossamer hair flowing through spaceSo proud to lead the two on their journey
Not knowing any of their story
But lead she did, just the same
And became the horse with no nameTo bring the pair into the night
Where two must decide flee or fight
The black chariot rolls up to a stop
No more horses clop, clop, clopOne turns and bows, a decision made
And exits the chariot, alone, afraid
The door is closed and movement regains
Alone he joins the horse with no name -
2008.12.11 at 10:17 pm #13757
AnonymousSpectatorI want to go horse back riding now-thanks Manilla
Sounded so relaxing and peaceful -
2008.12.12 at 1:39 am #13758
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorParanoia
-a look inside the illnessPatterns of reason begin to decay
Amongst remains of logical thought
Reactions to life’s everyday scenes
Altered by artificial truths
Nonsense creeps into knowledge
Orbiting inside the mind
Imaginary reality
Alienated by fate
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2008.12.12 at 2:23 am #13759
manillascissorKeymasterYou said goodbye
Long before I heard your words
You said so long
Long before I knew it was wrong
You said no more
Long before
You said hello
When you meant you must go
You said I love you
Your voice misconstued
You said I’m going my way
Long before our way
You said it’s done
Long before I knew what was to come
You said it’s over
Long before you were sober
You said thanks
Long before any angst
You said hello
To dull the pace
You said let go
And now it is soYou said goodbye
You said goodbye
You said goodbye
Without such much as a cry -
2008.12.12 at 3:33 am #13760
manillascissorKeymasterAnother
Again
Why bother
With sin
Til then, we shall cease
Til then, savor the peace
I am too harsh
To hold onto
I am too scared
To follow through
I am the one
To kiss you goodnight
You rolled your head
Oh well, good night -
2008.12.12 at 1:44 pm #13761
last_rose_of_summerSpectatori like those manilla
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2008.12.12 at 2:39 pm #13762
AnonymousSpectatorManilla…you should start to publish these
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2008.12.12 at 3:36 pm #13763
ArthurSpectatorManilla…you should start to publish these[/quote:34n4uwlb]
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2008.12.12 at 8:34 pm #13764
blueczarinaSpectatorhe could make a book though
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2008.12.12 at 10:41 pm #13765
PipokaSpectatorArthur likes to be funny
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2008.12.14 at 1:48 am #13766
AnonymousSpectatornot virtual style…
physical copy hardcover or paperback
preferably hard cover, won’t be destroyed as easy
and have pictures in it like Billy did- ones that reference the poem somehow! -
2008.12.14 at 2:23 am #13767
manillascissorKeymasternot virtual style…
physical copy hardcover or paperback
preferably hard cover, won’t be destroyed as easy
and have pictures in it like Billy did- ones that reference the poem somehow![/quote:b6w6ydm7]I’m afraid it’d be pics of the same girl over and over again.
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2008.12.14 at 3:38 am #13768
blueczarinaSpectatorBilly just had pics on the cover and the inside title page, so it works if your taking a page out of BC’s book
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2008.12.16 at 3:14 pm #13769
last_rose_of_summerSpectatori wish i could publish a book and then just sit and watch the royalty checks come in
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2008.12.18 at 1:34 am #13770
manillascissorKeymasterfaded tulips
brown and discolored
on an empty table
full of rotten sunlight
burn stained wood
the faint smell of smokeused clothes
a dark trench coat
broken hangers on the floor
hands touching the merchandise
the faint smell of deathan empty pine
side of the road
all green aside
brittle and dry
with snow and coldsomething passionate was once here
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2008.12.18 at 1:38 am #13771
manillascissorKeymasterwalking around
on a spinning globe
in the middle of nowherelooking out
to the holy sky
dreams of connection
dreams of smiling
dreams
only dreams -
2008.12.19 at 10:51 pm #13772
manillascissorKeymasterhold this moment
savor the flavor
reality bites
but pretention
devourseat me alive
i am no more
swallow me whole
i am no moreturn off the distractions
draw the sword
i bow before you
heads rollinghappiness once again
while the masses are entertained
sacrifice my soul
for myself -
2008.12.27 at 4:49 pm #13773
Return To ComfortSpectatorAround the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone,
And I never see my old friend’s face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell,
And he rang mine.
You see, we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
\"Tomorrow\", I say, \"I will call on him.\"
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away.
I get a phone call–\"He’s giving up on friends\",
And that’s what we get and deserve in the end,
Around the corner, a vanished friend. -
2008.12.28 at 11:39 pm #13774
manillascissorKeymasterAround the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone,
And I never see my old friend’s face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell,
And he rang mine.
You see, we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow", I say, "I will call on him."
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away.
I get a phone call–"He’s giving up on friends",
And that’s what we get and deserve in the end,
Around the corner, a vanished friend.[/quote:2u18g2o3]Thought RTC didn’t do poetry.
Anyway, very well done.
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2008.12.29 at 5:20 pm #13775
AnonymousSpectatorawesome RTC..I like your poem
Manilla your’s too, as always
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2009.01.03 at 5:57 am #13776
manillascissorKeymasterThrough this blood-red desert
I walk alone
Sand grains sift
Through thy toes
On this journey
I’ve never been
On this journey
It never ends
My toes and feet
Begin to heat
Reaction to
The sunlight’s beat
Forward for now
And backward never
I see a mirage
Revealed, a mirror
Reflections I’ve already seen
Reflections I can’t see between
Reflections that burn thy soul
Reflections that cannot be real
Eolian flocks upon my chest
Eolian sand I begin to digest
Despite all the questions
I keep going
To spite all corrections
One step more
The grainy silence
Grinds my voice
And into the lake
I follow without choice
But the lake is dry
Liquid quartz
Here I lay
A baked corpse -
2009.01.03 at 3:58 pm #13777
AnonymousSpectatorthat’s quite the desert journey…
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2009.01.03 at 4:23 pm #13778
MarcellaSpectatorThat was great, I could see myself there. Which wasn’t so great.
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2009.01.03 at 5:57 pm #13779
Return To ComfortSpectatorYou say eolian, I say aeolian…
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2009.01.03 at 6:00 pm #13780
blueczarinaSpectatorit works though Samuel Taylor Coleridge spelled it eolian in his poem The Eolian Harp, so he wouldn’t be the only poet with a different spelling choice there.
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2009.01.03 at 8:02 pm #13781
manillascissorKeymasterI learned Eolian in Geology something or other.
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2009.01.03 at 9:58 pm #13782
manillascissorKeymasterNot mine, but these lyrics remind me of something I’d write:
Nirvana – Sappy
And if you save yourself
You will make him happy
He’ll keep you in a jar
And you’ll think you’re happy
He’ll give you breathing holes
Then you’ll think you’re happy
He’ll cover you with grass
And you’ll think you’re happy
NowYou’re in a laundry room,
You’re in a laundry room
Conclusion came to you, ohAnd if you cut yourself
You will think you’re happy
He’ll keep you in a jar
Then you’ll make him happy
He’ll give you breathing holes
Then you’ll think you’re happy
He’ll cover you with grass
Then you’ll think you’re happy
NowYou’re in a laundry room,
You’re in a laundry room
Conclusion came, oh (x2)And if you fool yourself
You will make him happy
He’ll keep you in a jar
And you’ll think you’re happy
He’ll give you breathing holes
Then you will seem happy
You’ll wallow in your shit
Then you’ll think you’re happy
NowYou’re in a laundry room (x3)
Conclusion came to you, oh -
2009.01.14 at 6:36 am #13783
manillascissorKeymastershe looks at me
hair ablaze
hooks in me
hand waves
a crooked wink
times like these
i can’t think
she’s all of me
impulse driven overdrive
tiny little butterfly
i look again
she’s off the bend
out of my world
she’s my little xanax girl -
2009.01.14 at 9:08 pm #13784
MarcellaSpectator^ Hey that could make up for a really cool song.
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2009.01.14 at 10:59 pm #13785
manillascissorKeymaster^ Hey that could make up for a really cool song.[/quote:3szszkzx]
i thought same thing. alternate lyrics, "she’s my little tetris girl"
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2009.01.15 at 1:27 am #13786
MarcellaSpectatorI like those .
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2009.01.15 at 1:40 pm #13787
AnonymousSpectatorawesome, definitely could be a song.
Give it to Billy
except it’s not his -
2009.01.15 at 2:06 pm #13788
last_rose_of_summerSpectator^ Hey that could make up for a really cool song.[/quote:2tonqo1d]
i thought same thing. alternate lyrics, "she’s my little tetris girl" [/quote:2tonqo1d]
love it! hehe
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2009.01.16 at 1:35 am #13789
manillascissorKeymastermy god do you think
my god think for me
my god one above all
my god royalty
my god does it work
my god eternal worship
my god die for me
my god i die for you
tell me it’s true
tell me it’s you
tell me god is alive
tell me god is there
my god
you -
2009.01.17 at 1:12 am #13790
manillascissorKeymasterdirty window panes
thirty little pains
image unclear
listen here
take out the bleach
say oww to clean
thirty panes see through
thirty ways to be who
you always wanted to be
you always wanted me
let us not speak
not one streak -
2009.01.17 at 1:32 am #13791
MarcellaSpectatorI’m a fangirl for your poems.
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2009.01.17 at 1:52 am #13792
manillascissorKeymasterI’m a fangirl for your poems.[/quote:90mpuoe8]
ty
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2009.01.17 at 2:13 am #13793
blueczarinaSpectatorthey are damn good. they could be songs.
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2009.01.17 at 3:14 am #13794
MarcellaSpectator^ I know right? I’m so starting a band and stealing them and becoming famous and one day Manilla will see me opening for the Pumpkins and he’ll either laugh or be incredibly mad.
And then I’ll wake up .
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2009.01.17 at 3:19 am #13795
blueczarinaSpectatorand then you’ll wake up
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2009.01.17 at 3:34 am #13796
MarcellaSpectatorSoundplay
Fluently always these words dance
Like phantom fingers snip and snapSmashed and re-built as I write
They slide like razors slish and slashIntriguing, useless, inane, or smart
A reckless flatter; a rat-a-tatThese urges, these voices, my soul trespass
And crash into you, as tears once splashed…I was bored, ‘kay =/?
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2009.01.17 at 3:44 pm #13797
manillascissorKeymasterwell, i liked it, esp. the last two lines.
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2009.01.17 at 3:55 pm #13798
MarcellaSpectatorThank you!
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2009.01.17 at 6:38 pm #13799
AnonymousSpectatoryeah that was really good Marcella! I read it a few times and the more I read it the more I like it.
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2009.01.17 at 6:52 pm #13800
blueczarinaSpectatorit is a good poem Marcella i like it.
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2009.01.17 at 9:17 pm #13801
MarcellaSpectatorI’m so so flattered. =) Thank you thank you.
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2009.01.18 at 5:03 pm #13802
amnesiaSpectatorYou lie silent there before me
your tears they mean nothing to me
the wind howling at the window
the love you never gave
I give to you
Really dont deserve it
but now there’s nothing you can do
so sleep in your only memory of me
my dearest mother
Heres a lullaby to close your eyes goodbye
it was always you that I despised
I dont feel enough for you to cry oh well
heres a lullaby to close your eyes goodbye
goodbye
So insignificant
sleeping dormant deep inside of me
are you hiding away lost
under the sewers
maybe flying high in the clouds
perhaps you’re happy without me
so many seeds have been sown in the field
and who could sprout up so blessedly
if I had died
I would have never felt sad at all
you will not hear me say ‘m sorry
where is the light
wonder if its weeping somewhere
goodbye -
2009.01.18 at 5:09 pm #13803
MarcellaSpectatorSad but well written.
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2009.01.18 at 5:11 pm #13804
manillascissorKeymasterthat is awesome mayo, really
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2009.01.18 at 5:18 pm #13805
blueczarinaSpectatorholy crap, awesome indeed! but very, very sad
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2009.01.18 at 5:18 pm #13806
amnesiaSpectatorYes very sad, I really like it alot.I did not write myself.Its called Room of Angels.Just wanted to share it with you guys.
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S3m2QawnrI0&feature=related[/youtube]
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2009.01.18 at 5:24 pm #13807
blueczarinaSpectatorlol, faking us out…
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2009.01.18 at 5:30 pm #13808
amnesiaSpectatorlol, faking us out… [/quote:b8e6mili]
Not really,I dont write very well myself, though i wrote a novel once a long time ago when i went through a depression and it came out really well, and thats it.
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2009.01.18 at 6:46 pm #13809
blueczarinaSpectatorwhat was your book about? how long is it?
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2009.01.18 at 7:09 pm #13810
amnesiaSpectatorwhat was your book about? how long is it? [/quote:3dwt1ncn]
I never gave it a titel, so i guess its called Untitled.I once thought about calling it the Madman Diary.
Its about a guy who writes his diary, well its written like a diary.Anyway its about this guy totally fucked up and he really dont know it, until the end.Some murders starts to appear in the city he lives in, and he dont know who the killer is, so bla bla bla.It turns out his working with devil himself, doing hits for him coz devil cant do it by himself cos that will fuck up the whole god/devil system,so jack dreams every night about the murders he has to do, and when he wakes up, he cant remember a thing, until one day he kills his beloved girlfreind, thats were things get werid, god approach to him dressed like santa clause, i know its sounds fucked (blame jack), well god approach jack in his dream as santa clause telling him devils plan. he does it because so devil cant see him in jacks dreams ( jacks head is fucked).So basically the devil want to corrupt a bunch of human to comite those murders, the murders on god´s unknown disciples, they guard the gates, and he needs to have them removed so devil can take control bla bla bla…….So Jack is wrting all this down in his diary, a prove he is losing his mind.I know this is fucked, but its way better then the explaning i did. -
2009.01.18 at 7:13 pm #13811
blueczarinaSpectatorit sounds pretty interesting mayo
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2009.01.18 at 7:16 pm #13812
MarcellaSpectatorIt sounds like something I’d definitely read! If it were translated to English or Spanish, of course =).
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2009.01.18 at 7:59 pm #13813
PipokaSpectatorit sounds interesting indeed mayo!
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2009.01.18 at 8:57 pm #13814
manillascissorKeymasterhow do we obtain this book? sounds like a really good read. and i like the santa claus part.
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2009.01.18 at 9:35 pm #13815
amnesiaSpectatorhow do we obtain this book? sounds like a really good read. and i like the santa claus part.[/quote:2adyi90q]
Its not a book, it will never be a book.I wrote it all down 5 years ago in a depression i had, guess the depression inspired me to wrote down 26 pices of A4 paper and i dont really like the ending, its a continuations from where i left it, there is really no end to it atm, i call it a workprint if you can call it that.I really wanted to continue, but never had the motivation and the insperation to continue.
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2009.01.18 at 9:38 pm #13816
blueczarinaSpectatoryou should finish it and let us read it
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2009.01.19 at 1:23 am #13817
AnonymousSpectatorYou had me fooled there for a second..
But the book sounds interesting. Maybe when you are in a depressed mood you should start writing in it…Not that we want you depressed -
2009.01.19 at 4:59 am #13818
some pumpkinsSpectatorhow do we obtain this book? sounds like a really good read. and i like the santa claus part.[/quote:18th4fwd]
Its not a book, it will never be a book.I wrote it all down 5 years ago in a depression i had, guess the depression inspired me to wrote down 26 pices of A4 paper and i dont really like the ending, its a continuations from where i left it, there is really no end to it atm, i call it a workprint if you can call it that.I really wanted to continue, but never had the motivation and the insperation to continue.[/quote:18th4fwd]
its sounds like a cool story mayo
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2009.01.24 at 1:19 am #13819
manillascissorKeymasterexpiration date
dinner for two
a day lateyou are so beautiful
hide your eyes
behind kind liesbutterflies are buzzing
it’s spring outside
why does it rain
when you come insidementally unstable
sleepless nights
the life of a fable
aesop’s trilobytes -
2009.01.24 at 3:54 am #13820
MarcellaSpectatorbutterflies are buzzing
it’s spring outside
why does it rain
when you come inside [/quote:1081jrpo]I can relate so much to that line. I loved the whole thing.
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2009.01.24 at 5:21 am #13821
manillascissorKeymasterthere she lies
cold and dark
blue veins
blue arteries
blue pain
bluedead in this world
unborn in another
a chilling touch
faded lips
memories crushed
faded lashesstill a beauty
still unknowing
to the grave
never knowing
her full potential
her full surrenderlaying horizontal
to float away
up to the heavens
bye to yesterday
but she touched so muchhere in this life
here in her time
here in my arms
here in her spacei kiss the wounded lips
one last time
just once more
to say goodbyewith a lonely pause
i gather my thoughts
and turn my back
on a beauty lost -
2009.01.24 at 2:35 pm #13822
blueczarinaSpectatorthats a great poem- dark and sad- but really great
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2009.01.24 at 5:46 pm #13823
amnesiaSpectatorI really like it, yet its sad.Well written Manilla.
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2009.01.25 at 5:33 am #13824
manillascissorKeymastersilent
never
you
always
me
closed
forgive
i cannot
forget
i am
trust
this
will
tested
asleep
crying
pain
in everything
youarethesource -
2009.01.25 at 4:13 pm #13825
MarcellaSpectatorGreat arrangement on that last one.
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2009.01.25 at 4:45 pm #13826
blueczarinaSpectatoryeah, that is a good one. you should make a book.
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2009.01.25 at 9:58 pm #13827
AnonymousSpectatoryeah! Manilla you should really look into that
you know you already have some fans -
2009.01.25 at 10:56 pm #13828
manillascissorKeymasterit’s a good idea. but i like just putting it out there, for anyone to see. once an official book gets involved, it seems tainted. i like how simple it is here. just words for all to see. the vibe is awesome.
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2009.01.26 at 3:58 am #13829
AnonymousSpectatorI get what you are saying. Maybe your own special book then
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2009.02.07 at 7:16 am #13830
manillascissorKeymasterone met the other
became two
one atop the othernow again
they meet in passing
two ships in the nightbut this time
not as lovers
as water loverstwo vessels drawn together
on a perfect canvas of papyrustogether connected forever
her spirit makes it all betterthe waves crash against the shore
and always will
but we’ve anchored the storm
adjoining our will(s)so bring me again your beautiful face
and bring unto me that beautiful new place
an island never visited before
with untold campfire stories told ashore -
2009.02.07 at 7:19 am #13831
manillascissorKeymasterall is well
and all is shitall of us are sick
such beauty lies in you
such beauty can betray youthis is the lesson learned again
again again again and againbring it here
lay it backzen is again
zen is then
zen is nowzen is again
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2009.02.07 at 12:12 pm #13832
AnonymousSpectatorI seriously like both of those Manilla.
fabulous work -
2009.02.07 at 2:12 pm #13833
blueczarinaSpectatorthose are most excellent i think some of your poems would make songs. they remind of something Billy would sing.
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2009.02.07 at 8:09 pm #13834
MarcellaSpectatorMy zen has been coming and going these days.
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2009.02.17 at 8:16 pm #13835
manillascissorKeymasterclimbing and reaching
holding on with all that remains
clinging and fighting gravity
with all that remainsscreams horrify downward
violently pulsing in and out
a friend unknown
now lost and unbornback to the beginning?
oh no, we’ve come so far
we reach out and touch
releasing our ladders for lovewe reach out and touch
releasing our ladders for love
back to the beginning?
oh no, we’ve come so farcome so far, we have
but maybe this is my paramount
my moment of completeness
my moment of release
my moment of screaming the doppler effect
with all that remains -
2009.02.17 at 8:21 pm #13836
MarcellaSpectatorOkay so that last one MUST be accompanied by music. It just must. It’s too cool.
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2009.02.17 at 8:26 pm #13837
manillascissorKeymasterOkay so that last one MUST be accompanied by music. It just must. It’s too cool.[/quote:229prfn9]
No, just the quite silence that is my existence.
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2009.02.18 at 2:27 am #13838
blueczarinaSpectatorOkay so that last one MUST be accompanied by music. It just must. It’s too cool.[/quote:2qqhuaqx]
No, just the quite silence that is my existence.[/quote:2qqhuaqx]
that’s is an awesome poem. it would definitely make a great song!
but good answer manilla also poetic
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2009.02.18 at 3:42 am #13839
MarcellaSpectator^ I know, right? I’m writing everything he says down
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2009.02.18 at 3:47 am #13840
blueczarinaSpectatorand i like this
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2009.02.18 at 3:57 am #13841
MarcellaSpectatorYeah I just wish it didn’t have that white square around it u___u.
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2009.02.18 at 4:21 am #13842
blueczarinaSpectatorme too. maybe it can be recolored.
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2009.02.18 at 1:17 pm #13843
AnonymousSpectatorme too. maybe it can be recolored.[/quote:xrgubgdm]
I bet it can -
2009.02.18 at 9:49 pm #13844
AnonymousSpectatorback to the beginning?
oh no, we’ve come so far
we reach out and touch
releasing our ladders for lovewe reach out and touch
releasing our ladders for love
back to the beginning?
oh no, we’ve come so far[/quote:2yw94tso]
The mirror effect? I really like this part! -
2009.02.18 at 10:53 pm #13845
manillascissorKeymasteri didn’t know it had a name, it just came out. i really like it too!
this one is pretty personal, about giving up completely and just letting go…. not a sob story, just a general vibe i’ve been in lately.
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2009.02.19 at 1:04 am #13846
AnonymousSpectatori didn’t know it had a name, it just came out. i really like it too!
this one is pretty personal, about giving up completely and just letting go…. not a sob story, just a general vibe i’ve been in lately.[/quote:2jxri30p]
Well it really makes me think about life and purpose
awesome work!
are you turning into Billy -
2009.02.19 at 1:18 am #13847
manillascissorKeymasteri didn’t know it had a name, it just came out. i really like it too!
this one is pretty personal, about giving up completely and just letting go…. not a sob story, just a general vibe i’ve been in lately.[/quote:1nukxyon]
Well it really makes me think about life and purpose
awesome work!
are you turning into Billy [/quote:1nukxyon]lol, no i have awhile to go before that!
i was listening to his lyrics the other day on Adore, and it blows my mind where he comes up with such good lyrics. they are pretty cryptic though, i have a hard time knowing what he’s really saying in a LOT of songs.
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2009.02.19 at 1:55 am #13848
blueczarinaSpectatori was listening to his lyrics the other day on Adore, and it blows my mind where he comes up with such good lyrics. they are pretty cryptic though, i have a hard time knowing what he’s really saying in a LOT of songs.[/quote:3voo9m0s]
i think of his music as poetry though and a lot of poetry can be cryptic and can have many meanings. to me that is a mark of how deep his songs are and how amazingly talented he is when it comes to song writing. his music has so many layers, so many levels of meaning which take his music from some dumb pop/ rock song to something more transcendent. plus the instrumentals that accompany it are mind blowing too. i love the pumpkins!
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2009.02.19 at 2:21 am #13849
MarcellaSpectatorThat is exactly the reason why Pumpkins are a first for me. Not only is the music great, the lyrics are just…I can’t say \"amazing\" because they’re more than that. They’re just everything I look for in the band, exactly my cup of tea.
And I’m going a bit off topic here. Here off topic a bit I’m going. There I can do it too.
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2009.02.19 at 2:31 am #13850
blueczarinaSpectatorhehe
and i think going off topic at SPfreaks is more of the norm since we are all champion thread derailers
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2009.02.19 at 2:34 am #13851
MarcellaSpectatorThat’s why I love this place. Lol, this thread has become the place to express our love for things.
GROUP HUGGGGGGGGG!!!
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2009.02.19 at 2:39 am #13852
blueczarinaSpectatoryes! group hug!
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2009.02.19 at 6:41 pm #13853
PipokaSpectatori was listening to his lyrics the other day on Adore, and it blows my mind where he comes up with such good lyrics. they are pretty cryptic though, i have a hard time knowing what he’s really saying in a LOT of songs.[/quote:26zcefsk]
i think of his music as poetry though and a lot of poetry can be cryptic and can have many meanings. to me that is a mark of how deep his songs are and how amazingly talented he is when it comes to song writing. his music has so many layers, so many levels of meaning which take his music from some dumb pop/ rock song to something more transcendent. plus the instrumentals that accompany it are mind blowing too. i love the pumpkins! [/quote:26zcefsk]
well said blue !
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2009.02.22 at 7:20 pm #13854
AnonymousSpectatorDeep within, you awaken
darkness surrounds you
sheer curtain
soft blows
through the window
the breeze whispers
blue sky, light, warmth
fulfilling
try to reach
stunned by the beauty
time to wake
it’s another day
questions, answers, confusion
you lay your heart
the day is gone
deep within, you awaken -
2009.02.22 at 8:29 pm #13855
manillascissorKeymastervery very nice reggae.
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2009.02.22 at 9:08 pm #13856
blueczarinaSpectatorthat is a good one reggae
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2009.02.22 at 9:20 pm #13857
MarcellaSpectator*plays bongos*
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2009.02.22 at 9:20 pm #13858
MarcellaSpectatorOops.
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2009.02.23 at 2:20 pm #13859
AnonymousSpectatorthanks…it was about a dream I had a very long time ago.
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2009.02.23 at 2:44 pm #13860
amnesiaSpectatorVery nice Reggae! Good one indeed.
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2009.02.23 at 2:54 pm #13861
last_rose_of_summerSpectatori like that too reggae
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2009.02.23 at 2:54 pm #13862
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorLucid Rain
Nimbus tears
drawn by gravity
to cleanse and quenchA million drops
singly beautiful
chaotic symmetryImpossibly seeing,
feeling, hearing
each liquid blossomAwake to the symphony
asleep to reality
conscious dreaming -
2009.02.23 at 3:01 pm #13863
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorthere is a cool poetry website called fanstory.com that i joined a while back. some of you may be interested in joining. they have contests and some even have cash prizes. it is fun.
my profile on there, if anyone wants to take a look:
http://www.fanstory.com/selectprofilepo … rid=276690 -
2009.02.23 at 7:45 pm #13864
AnonymousSpectatorWhere am I going
to walk the unknown
Alone
darkness evades
the eyes follow, minds stagnant
Can’t you hear
no one’s listening
Can’t you feel?
no one is alive
Can’t you love?
no one knows how
catch hold
to nothing,
the emptiness, the void,
the nothing
it’s everything, anything within -
2009.02.23 at 10:49 pm #13865
manillascissorKeymasterwhen did reggae become a laurete?
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2009.02.23 at 11:44 pm #13866
AnonymousSpectatorI’ve got a case of creative syndrome , also been painting today too..
must be the all that Pumpkins music inspiring me -
2009.02.23 at 11:45 pm #13867
amnesiaSpectatorI like that one alot.Well done reggae
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2009.02.27 at 10:49 am #13868
manillascissorKeymasterBored tonight, I write in vain
Torn this night, I write in pain
Born last night, my soul expired
With end in sight, my sould is tired -
2009.02.27 at 1:06 pm #13869
last_rose_of_summerSpectatornice one manilla
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2009.02.27 at 4:35 pm #13870
Return To ComfortSpectatorAll I want to do
Is touch you
To feel your skin against mine.
Its warmth pulls me in.Touch you
To have your arms around me,
Safety all around.Touch you
To feel your whiskers against my cheek,
The distance between us no more.Touch you
Fingers intertwining,
Joining in the strength weâve found.Touch you
Teeth accidentally clicking
As we kiss the time awayTouch you
Hands through hair
Goosebumps down my bodyTouch you
Your breath is my breath,
Living in sync.Touch you
Hearts beating in rhythm,
As they are meant to.Touch you
To see you
By merely opening my eyesTouch you
Spooning in a king size bed,
Lonliness becomes unknown.Touch you
Your life joining with mine
Happiness a realityTouch you
Lips to lips
I am finally home.All I want to do, is touch you
All I want, is to touch you
All I want is to touchâ¦.you. -
2009.02.27 at 7:49 pm #13871
manillascissorKeymasternice one return!
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2009.02.27 at 8:25 pm #13872
Return To ComfortSpectatorManilla- thanks! Not as good as I was hoping, but I can’t seem to ‘fix’ it.
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2009.02.27 at 11:28 pm #13873
AnonymousSpectatorWOW RTC, I felt like the words were touching me..It was rather good.
Damn good!Manilla your boredom poem was simple and to the point
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2009.02.28 at 3:42 am #13874
blueczarinaSpectatorwow, great poems guys. and yeah, great little one manilla.
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2009.02.28 at 2:33 pm #13875
AnonymousSpectatorGo ahead and feel free to add to this poem I started before going to sleep
Gently kiss
the eyelids
closed
in peace -
2009.02.28 at 4:26 pm #13876
manillascissorKeymasterGo ahead and feel free to add to this poem I started before going to sleep
Gently kiss
the eyelids
closed
in peace[/quote:3kymjbko]Lay me down in neverland
A world in my dreams -
2009.02.28 at 4:34 pm #13877
blueczarinaSpectatorGo ahead and feel free to add to this poem I started before going to sleep
Gently kiss
the eyelids
closed
in peace[/quote:2ootr054]Lay me down in neverland
A world in my dreams[/quote:2ootr054]OMG! its Michael Jackson
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2009.02.28 at 4:36 pm #13878
manillascissorKeymasterNever again to fall so hard
No one there to fill my arms
You broke me so completely
I tried picking up my pieces
And put them in my pocket
And began the road walking
Over time a pace hastened
Hoping to find love waiting
To feel, to touch
To listen, to trust
And it’s not easy to say to you
Just how much you put me through
Your touch means so much to me
If again baby, please
Be gentle with me -
2009.02.28 at 4:37 pm #13879
manillascissorKeymasterGo ahead and feel free to add to this poem I started before going to sleep
Gently kiss
the eyelids
closed
in peace[/quote:zp4q1xei]Lay me down in neverland
A world in my dreams[/quote:zp4q1xei]OMG! its Michael Jackson [/quote:zp4q1xei]
Best GIF EVAR.
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2009.03.05 at 1:17 am #13880
manillascissorKeymasteryears pile on and boredom blooms
american idols sing me the blues
walls closing in as sunlight escapes
curtains are drawn tight
nothing in, nothing out
not even nothing
not even nothing -
2009.03.05 at 10:11 pm #13881
AnonymousSpectatorlove
no sales pitch
no commercialism
one that is deep
heart penetrating
exposing light
within
mind, body, and soul
total purity
between two
to become one
real love
with no return -
2009.03.09 at 10:08 pm #13882
Im a Cult HeroSpectatorJust starting to try and get into poetry :
1. Nostalgia
A former me visited today
Face a vision of disgust
voice coloured by contempt
He was full of things to say
with judgements I knew to trust
And demanding that I repent.This ghost of a former life
his expression changed to one of shame
Sadness filling eyes, once fiery and heated
He stole the air from the room when he sighed.He cut through my veneer like a knife
he knew the secrets, and who to blame
the man before him, jaded and defeated
It was then I realised, I was glad he had died.2.Finite
Not until I fell in love,
Did I know how short forever was. -
2009.03.09 at 10:19 pm #13883
manillascissorKeymasterAlternate Version:
Never again to fall so hard
No one there to fill my arms
You broke me so completely
I tried picking up my pieces
And put them in my pocket
And began the road walking
Over time a pace hastened
Hoping to find love waiting
To feel, to touch
To listen, to trust
And it’s not easy to say to you
Just how much you put me through
Your touch means so much to me
If again baby, please
Be gentle with deez nutz -
2009.03.10 at 3:22 pm #13884
Return To ComfortSpectatorlol
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2009.03.13 at 3:21 am #13885
manillascissorKeymastermy heart shrinks
at the thought of us
at the thought of you and i
together forever
in a strange land
a new and foreign place
so brand new
yet so distantyes, i’m scared
yes, i can’t breathe
yes, i have doubtbut i can look at you
your soul
you
you in a white dress
on a cliff with me beside you
scared to take the plunge
but with your hand in mine
falling from grace
falling from a cliff face
fallingis all i ever wanted
pull me from the waves to shore
and rescue me
give me heart to heart
please me
breathe into me your soul forever -
2009.03.13 at 11:41 am #13886
AnonymousSpectatorthis is a great poem!
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2009.03.13 at 2:16 pm #13887
manillascissorKeymasterthis is a great poem![/quote:2w2wun9e]
thanks!
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2009.03.15 at 3:45 am #13888
Return To ComfortSpectatoreh….tis ok. vnb. vn.
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2009.03.15 at 9:09 am #13889
last_rose_of_summerSpectatormanilla i really like that poem!
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2009.03.15 at 11:05 am #13890
amnesiaSpectatorYou guys are damn good!
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2009.03.15 at 11:04 pm #13891
MarcellaSpectatorSoooo romantic Manilla.
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2009.03.21 at 11:57 pm #13892
manillascissorKeymasteryou are my friend
you have always stood behind me
and played beside meyou are my friend
i love you like a brother
born of the same motherwe are two as one
inseparable in spirit
your complex, i wanna hear iti’ll still be here
taking all the bullets
breaking all the rulesstanding strong
for the return of you -
2009.03.22 at 1:58 am #13893
MarcellaSpectator -
2009.03.22 at 2:19 am #13894
blueczarinaSpectatorit reminds me of the pumpkins!
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2009.03.22 at 3:00 pm #13895
AnonymousSpectatorgood poem Manilla (pumpkin tears)
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2009.04.03 at 12:03 am #13896
manillascissorKeymasterWhat moonsongs
Do you sing your babies?
What sunshine do you bring?Who belongs
Who decides who’s crazy
Who rights wrongs where others cling?I’ll sing for you
If you want me to
I’ll give to you
And it’s a chance I’ll have to take
And it’s a chance I’ll have to breakI go along
Just because I’m lazy
I go along to be with youAnd those moonsongs
That you sing your babies
Will be the songs to see you throughI’ll hear your song
If you want me to
I’ll sing along
And it’s a chance I’ll have to take
And it’s a chance I’ll have to breakI’m in love with you
I’m in love with you
I’m in love with youI’m in love with you
So in love
I’m in love with you
With you
I’m in love with youI’m in love with you
So in love
I’m in love with you
I’m
I’m so in love
I’m in love with you -
2009.04.03 at 12:10 am #13897
manillascissorKeymastershe is the light i have never known
she is the sun in my cloudy room
she is the one, the one for me
she is my love, for eternityshe is so beautiful
she never knows
she is so lovely
she is a summer roseshe is so wonderful
she is so tonight
she fills my world
with beams of lightshe comes to me
on a plane from nowhere
i speak to her
in tongues of wearbut she hears so clear
and listens so pure
she is for me
what makes me perseverei love you babe
with all my heart
i want you babe
right from the start
stay with me
say you will
carry me
to the top of the hill
where we plunge into
our greatest descent
together, holding hands
forever, innocently
IN LOVE -
2009.04.03 at 12:49 am #13898
blueczarinaSpectatorthose are great poems manilla- most excellent. they both sound like they could be songs, especially the first one. i love that song!
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2009.04.04 at 7:25 pm #13899
MarcellaSpectatorThe first one is oddly familiar : ))).
The second one is so sweet. How pure your love sounds.
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2009.04.07 at 1:23 pm #13900
AnonymousSpectatorso truth be told…
Manilla wrote that song So, Manilla has been writing for SP and Billy has faked it for years?cool poem and great song choice!
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2009.04.08 at 2:07 am #13901
manillascissorKeymastertick tick tick
tock tock tock
time is running outllamas in ferris wheels
pumas in my vein
here we are again
totally insanein time with the beat
gears grinding out of sync
how can this be?whatever, shall be
whenever, shall be
today is never
tomorrow is foreveronce upon a time
i cared to decline
in this world of never
spoken through timebut now we are enough
together somehow for now
with you in peace i am
with you in peace i can -
2009.04.08 at 2:09 am #13902
manillascissorKeymaster^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
WTF does that mean?
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2009.04.08 at 2:16 am #13903
blueczarinaSpectatordid you write it? beer + poem
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2009.04.08 at 2:17 am #13904
blueczarinaSpectatorsorry i’m bratty ^^
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2009.04.08 at 1:25 pm #13905
AnonymousSpectatorsorry i’m bratty ^^[/quote:3un546ly]
why because you posted a llama -
2009.04.08 at 3:52 pm #13906
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorllama llama llama llama llama llama duck
i forgot where that is from
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2009.04.08 at 7:00 pm #13907
blueczarinaSpectatorsorry i’m bratty ^^[/quote:y8cgwaoo]
why because you posted a llama [/quote:y8cgwaoo]yes, plus i put beer + poem, but i’m sure he doesn’t mind
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2009.04.09 at 12:16 am #13908
manillascissorKeymasterthe truth hurts.
i went and reread that and i like it, although i have no idea what i was trying to convey.
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2009.04.09 at 1:56 am #13909
blueczarinaSpectatori wasn’t sure if you wrote it, but i got to post a llama so i’m good.
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2009.04.09 at 8:09 pm #13910
MarcellaSpectatorllama llama llama llama llama llama duck
i forgot where that is from[/quote:3oafy5bo]
I saw that on an icon, I think it’s a song, ahaha .
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2009.04.15 at 2:54 am #13911
manillascissorKeymasteri do feel sorry for you
i do feel pain for you
i did say i do
i did care for you
i can’t keep going like this
i can’t keep loving like thisour love is poor and gone
your sadness makes me weak
your gifts to me make me cry
sometimes i wish i’d just diei wish i could give you a million stars
and a house on the hills
where you could age gracefully
without me and my pillssomewhere deep down you deserved better
this i know
and i’m sorry for all the fuck i’ve caused
today is now and tomorrow
holds so many yesterdaysso this love for you remains
to get us through
to push us through
until we can let go forever -
2009.04.15 at 3:12 pm #13912
AnonymousSpectator^^^very beautiful Manilla
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2009.04.25 at 4:44 am #13913
manillascissorKeymasterdon’t stare too long
you just might see
a broken reflection
staring back at mewith the shattered and stained
never again let this be my blame
running and running out again
always time for one more sinbloody hands crippled with guilt
shaking and stirring
putting down the saving grace
clipping out the sacred facethe end is drawing near
to a fable of sleep and wear
the end again it seems
so far away it steamsboiling hot
let it bleed
down to the floor
let it bleed
down once moreremove the spirit from the soul
a trick or treat
it’s so coldnow now, let’s not hurry
now now, red and blurrydrip drip drip
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2009.04.29 at 2:44 am #13914
last_rose_of_summerSpectatortrust is…
pure
unappreciated
truly a giftfragile as eggshells
cracked-
as easily repairedclear as glass
shattered-
never to be repaired -
2009.04.30 at 5:16 pm #13915
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorpennies and dimes
and crimes
of passion of greed
who planted the seed
is the whole world on dope
loosing all trace of hope
no one will win
in this contest of sin
too many tries
of telling more lies
the world coming undone
for some sick foolish fun
evil takes a convincing disguise
will humanity be its own demise -
2009.05.05 at 12:40 am #13916
Return To ComfortSpectatorRoses are red,
Irisis are not,
You know who you are,
And I think you’re hot. -
2009.05.05 at 1:50 am #13917
blueczarinaSpectatornice one RTC is it a secret message for Billy?
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2009.05.05 at 3:37 am #13918
manillascissorKeymasterbilly is hot.
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2009.05.05 at 3:52 am #13919
blueczarinaSpectatortrue ^^
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2009.05.05 at 11:12 am #13920
AnonymousSpectatorbilly is hot.[/quote:2t27rmn8]
did I just read that properly coming from you?interesting poems people…
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2009.05.05 at 11:50 am #13921
Return To ComfortSpectatornice one RTC is it a secret message for Billy? [/quote:gzcfz7vc]
Nope. Not for Billy, sorry.
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2009.05.05 at 12:10 pm #13922
AnonymousSpectatorRoses are red,
Irisis are not,
You know who you are,
And I think you’re hot.[/quote:waj6selw]
I’ve seen a red Iris beforenice one RTC is it a secret message for Billy? [/quote:waj6selw]
Nope. Not for Billy, sorry.[/quote:waj6selw]
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2009.05.05 at 12:44 pm #13923
AnonymousSpectator3E’s
Once there was nothing
what appears to be
is nothing?
feels like something
scared, love
what is it?
completing circle after circle
never ending
never beginning
a game?
who plays?
when do we know?
endless eternal ending -
2009.05.06 at 12:57 am #13924
last_rose_of_summerSpectatori like that reggae
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2009.05.06 at 1:56 pm #13925
AnonymousSpectatori like that reggae [/quote:1drdqwhw]
thankscontaminated words
reached my ears
confused confusion
lost soul, many years
what’s left? where’s right?
to not see
a love
no longer yours
or was it lust?
the one who asked
for my love
has no end
a continuation
of loves past
it’s yours
no conditions
take it
I’m yours
my love is only for you
the story continues
until you say stop
this time -
2009.05.15 at 11:00 am #13926
manillascissorKeymasterlanguage came in forty tones
melted popsicles cover grounds
gray and yellow
pain and sorrowloud and blistering
we scream our souls aloud
into the neverbeyond
to vibrate in sonic eternitywe speak in muted tongues
telling stories already told
failures piling and piling
the end seems so nearwe touch with no sense
no patience to feel
no hands to hold
no lips to grace our smileswe see the outer rings
and pass the mark there
never carving, never knowing
into and beyond the shelland forever tired
and forever sad
but above the clouds
it’s always a sunny dayone more chance
just one more try
to get it right
to meet the insidetake a journey today
bathe in the sun
let it bleach
your dirty face -
2009.05.15 at 11:15 am #13927
AnonymousSpectatorthis one is good^^^
my favorite parts
~we speak in muted tongues
telling stories already told
failures piling and piling
the end seems so near~and forever tired
and forever sad
but above the clouds
it’s always a sunny daypopsicles are yummy
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2009.05.15 at 11:22 am #13928
manillascissorKeymasterthanks reggae.
i haven’t posted drunk in so long (for about 6 mos.), so all my recent stuff is sober. it’s harder to write sober, so i’m glad it’s connecting with someone.
i’d like another drunken beauty to pour out of me though, because i think those are my best. some of jimmy’s best drumming was done sober though, so who knows.
off topic: i think zeitgeist is jimmy’s SP masterpiece.
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2009.05.15 at 11:24 am #13929
AnonymousSpectatorwait…I thought you didn’t drink anymore?
what the hell?drunk or not you write really well
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2009.05.15 at 11:26 am #13930
manillascissorKeymasterno that’s what i’m saying. i haven’t really drank in a long time. when i first started posting in this thread, i was wasted everytime.
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2009.05.15 at 11:31 am #13931
AnonymousSpectatorI’m going to have to compare now I’ll be in here for awhile
but why in the fuck would you start drinking again? -
2009.05.15 at 11:34 am #13932
manillascissorKeymasteri can’t anyway reggae. i’m on medication that alcohol doesn’t mix with so no alcohol for me.
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2009.05.15 at 12:10 pm #13933
AnonymousSpectatorwell that’s good to hear. except the meds part, but most of the world is on meds anyway so you fit right in where does that leave me then?
so going through all of these poems you have definitely improved over time -
2009.05.15 at 12:45 pm #13934
manillascissorKeymasterwell that’s good to hear. except the meds part, but most of the world is on meds anyway so you fit right in where does that leave me then?
so going through all of these poems you have definitely improved over time [/quote:245cn72q]awesome. good to know!
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2009.05.15 at 9:32 pm #13935
blueczarinaSpectatori haven’t posted drunk in so long (for about 6 mos.), so all my recent stuff is sober. it’s harder to write sober, so i’m glad it’s connecting with someone.[/quote:35vfai59]
goods job manilla. i’m glad to hear you’re sober. its better for your health. and on the poetry front maybe you should think of it this way. maybe you were writing good poems in spite of the booze. you still write great stuff not drunk after all.
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2009.05.16 at 6:21 am #13936
manillascissorKeymasteronce i gave to you a word, always
today a broken promise made its way
between the space that is our love
to become the new phrase of us
a lie to you, i must have given
and for that, maybe now we are even
times are harder now than ever before
we will get through the next door
together or separate no one knows
my throat gets knotted just thinking
letting you go leaves me sinking
when i thought there was no more room
down i go for the third time -
2009.05.16 at 12:26 pm #13937
AnonymousSpectatorI like that one too ^^
where are these coming from?
pretty good stuff -
2009.05.16 at 12:34 pm #13938
manillascissorKeymasterthanks reggae. i don’t know where in my stupid head they come from, though i do know the inspiration.
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2009.05.16 at 12:48 pm #13939
last_rose_of_summerSpectatori wrote this one the other day when i was feeling depressed at work.
the days are so long
chugging forward like an old steam engine
in slow motion
cowboys and indians running along side
playing shoot em up games
and i am caught in the middle
stuck on this train
going in circles under a christmas tree
the presents are bigger than me
how could one so small open a gift
the size of a house
wrapping paper as thick as corrugated cardboard
but not as plain
the most beautiful colors adorn these gifts
colors that have yet to be named
is it up to me to name them
or merely file away what others have done -
2009.05.16 at 12:52 pm #13940
last_rose_of_summerSpectatormanila, good to hear you’re sober. i like your poem, as always. it is so full of emotion.
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2009.05.16 at 1:24 pm #13941
manillascissorKeymasterthanks rose!
yours is very cool too. i like it!
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2009.05.16 at 1:37 pm #13942
DanniSpectator….I can always try this thing.
On my knees I stand. Waiting for the end.
The echoes that will be, clinging on for eternity.
In my tree, a place for you and me. I found out what it’s all about.
And up here in my tree, there’s a place for you and me.
We could watch the world go ’round. Up and down, and ’round and ’round.
And up here in my tree, there’s no place for you nor me.
The echoes set us free, we’ll shiver in trinity.It’s from my In My Tree-thing.
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2009.05.16 at 1:48 pm #13943
manillascissorKeymasterfun isn’t it honeymade? i like your little tree.
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2009.05.16 at 1:51 pm #13944
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorthanks manilla!
i like yours too honeymade
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2009.05.16 at 2:30 pm #13945
AnonymousSpectatorwhat kind of tree honeymaide..
is it dead? -
2009.05.17 at 4:19 am #13946
AnonymousSpectatorin this world
your hearts beat
in my world
our hearts dance
join mecan’t imagine
time away from you
to know you
hold you
to love
you have to feel
it’s the fate or our existence
between us
to be one divine
for the world -
2009.05.17 at 7:44 am #13947
DanniSpectatorThank you, that tree is now a half-dead tree. Almost totally dried out.
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2009.05.17 at 7:45 am #13948
DanniSpectatorYou are all very talented with the poets, folks.
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2009.05.17 at 3:36 pm #13949
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorthank you
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2009.05.18 at 5:15 pm #13950
AnonymousSpectatorthank you [/quote:2cqqn9zb]
what she said ^^^^ -
2009.05.24 at 1:52 am #13951
manillascissorKeymasteryou pay to play
i have no more money
but want to steal away
games from you and theyso let this be fun
i’ll run and hide
you pretend to find me
leave me behindagain, back to when children played
it was so easy then
no one got hurt, no one died
fiddle fiddle let loose the cannonlet this be the last
the last time i write to you
the last time you read my lines
the last time you give a fuckthe first time you die inside
the first time in a long time
the first time it’s gone
the first time the end closes in on youand you bleed
and you bleed
and you bleed
and you bleed -
2009.05.24 at 3:39 am #13952
last_rose_of_summerSpectatori feel the hurt in your words
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2009.05.24 at 5:55 am #13953
blueczarinaSpectatornice one again and i agree with rose. and i think you should write song lyrics still.
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2009.05.24 at 7:19 am #13954
AnonymousSpectatoroh wow. I like that. Kinda heart breaking though isn’t it?
still you are always creating a good poem -
2009.05.24 at 3:29 pm #13955
AnonymousSpectatorpuzzles pieces everywhere
lost without you
one fits
my heart cries for you
more waiting pains me
your love your smile
it’s not enough
i need you
to feel you
to hold you
If only I could
I want you
If I only…
your love beats my heart
distance between us
it’s torture
if only
to be near you
if only
to please you
I need your embrace
even before yesterday, now, tomorrow,
always
I love you
know this -
2009.05.25 at 12:58 pm #13956
manillascissorKeymasterthis one gives me a good idea for a poem about a jigsaw puzzle, but i’m too lazy right now to come up with anything.
nice poem btw. i love this thread.
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2009.05.25 at 2:21 pm #13957
AnonymousSpectatorthis thread is alright
lazy-get writing.. i want to read it
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2009.05.25 at 2:48 pm #13958
manillascissorKeymastertwo puzzles, too many
pieces scattered about
placed upon the table
there was never any doubtsomehow pieced together
making a beautiful portrait
a picture so real
as if complete and perfectbut over time, the picture changed
pieces hit the floor
pieces left, pieces faded
peace is no morethe puzzle must be taken apart
and started again from scratch
you build yours and i’ll build mine
on the same table we’ll dancenow it’s done and we can see
pictures of two different harmoniesonly now there are more pieces
ones that will never fit
ones that we created
in our adjoining midstand so it goes
up and down
the jigsaw seesaw
love’s playground -
2009.05.25 at 3:26 pm #13959
AnonymousSpectatorshould I be on my knees bowing?
that’s amazing -
2009.05.26 at 10:02 am #13960
manillascissorKeymaster8) should I be on my knees bowing?
that’s amazing[/quote:3a4tilbf]you should always be on your knees in my presence.
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vm1Z-mjru_A[/youtube]
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2009.05.26 at 11:22 am #13961
AnonymousSpectatoryou wish…
don’t push it Manilla..you already have started to anyway, but I’ll forgive you-this time
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2009.05.26 at 1:15 pm #13962
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorit is a good poem manilla, i say this at the risk of inflating your ego more
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2009.05.26 at 1:22 pm #13963
manillascissorKeymasterit is a good poem manilla, i say this at the risk of inflating your ego more [/quote:pwx3ovkf]
thanks rose. my ego is definitely in check. no worries there.
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2009.05.26 at 1:32 pm #13964
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorgood to know
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2009.05.26 at 4:29 pm #13965
AnonymousSpectatorit is a good poem manilla, i say this at the risk of inflating your ego more [/quote:1ad3ld6f]
thanks rose. my ego is definitely in check. no worries there. [/quote:1ad3ld6f]
oh wowand I just lost the one to check it some more
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2009.05.27 at 3:06 pm #13966
Return To ComfortSpectatordon’t push it Manilla..you already have started to anyway, but I’ll forgive you-this time
[/quote:34d1qkpv]Is this a threat? Ummm,….this is supposed to be a friendly forum.
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2009.05.27 at 3:08 pm #13967
AnonymousSpectator
you would think right -
2009.06.05 at 12:37 am #13968
manillascissorKeymastergritty sand
inside my mouth
salty residue
bleached blackwaves push and pull
down under
hold my breath
just a few moments longerthis will pass
this will go away
this suffering will subside
this loneliness will dietumble under the crashing waves
the terrible sun
the horrible water
the faint tasteseaweed stuck to me
gulls flock asea
the barrel breaks upon the crest
the wood splinters into my chestthe breeze makes it so cool
the breeze makes me so cold
with time i wash up
only to wake up alone -
2009.06.05 at 12:40 am #13969
AnonymousSpectatori like that Manilla, but it makes me think you were looking at that fake Billy back in the other thread
and it sounds so lonely -
2009.06.05 at 12:45 am #13970
manillascissorKeymasteri’m lonely as FUCK these days.
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2009.06.05 at 1:13 am #13971
blueczarinaSpectatorpoor manilla i hope you feel better.
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2009.06.05 at 1:57 am #13972
AnonymousSpectatorjoin the club…
it fucking sucks
I feel you… -
2009.06.12 at 3:01 am #13973
AnonymousSpectatorIt’s you I want
but, you don’t see
please don’t fuck with my heart
it’s not a toy
my love is not a game
maybe it is on your end
you are causing me pain
speak up
be real
stop playing
your word games are cheap
love is not a game
you know that
you still keep playing
why?
What are you afraid of?
my love would never tear you
it’s everlasting
only for you
I wish you knew
understand
your game of love is hurting me
more than you know
be honest
is that too much to ask? -
2009.06.13 at 4:15 am #13974
manillascissorKeymasterdead inside
crumpled petals
dirty floors
empty glasses
stained sinks
used dresses
smeared glass
broken zippers
uncut hair
fuzzy broken radio waves -
2009.06.13 at 4:55 am #13975
AnonymousSpectatorNo more waiting
For what?
give me the reason now
Stop testing my love
it’s there
for you
Just take it
embrace
Come to me
I desire you
My one
I love you
I can’t let go
You are mine
until the last day
It’s in the stars
You know as I do
You can’t keep on
this charade
I want to feel you
your hands, your touch
your warmth, your kiss
you need the real
find me love
it’s what you and I both want -
2009.06.13 at 5:05 am #13976
AnonymousSpectatorYour voice
it flows through
my heart
You turn my world
to pure bliss
Your eyes see
inside
my soul
Decisions to make
An old love to void
A new beginning
for us
Give me your touch
I know your love
for me
it’s not enough
Away from you
tears me
shatters my heart
I need you now -
2009.06.13 at 5:27 am #13977
AnonymousSpectatorI’m on a roll
Am I selfish
for your real love?
All for me
never
It’s gloom
without you
I must have you
years lost between us
never to be
apart again
You are my universe
the beauty in my soul
escape to me
tired of the wait
no more
I can’t take it
you have me
but yet you don’t
do you want me?
still?
Stop hiding
Present yourself -
2009.06.13 at 10:35 am #13978
manillascissorKeymasterreggae
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2009.06.13 at 2:18 pm #13979
AnonymousSpectatorthanks
and where’s yours???? I bust 3 and you do 1 -
2009.06.13 at 9:12 pm #13980
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorgood poems
i haven’t been in the poem writing mood lately.
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2009.06.14 at 5:42 pm #13981
AnonymousSpectatorI am…I could probably do a bunch more however, I am refraining since I’m house cleaning today and obviously hanging out here
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2009.06.14 at 10:53 pm #13982
manillascissorKeymasterthe hand passes over
slowly under shadow
reach to the numbers
crank out so slowly
exhales so gently
with each tiny gear
pushing time forward
never yesteryear -
2009.06.14 at 10:58 pm #13983
manillascissorKeymasterprecious metals
letting out light
everyone else
a perfect circle
send me there
early, not laterunning behind
everyone can see
lagging behind
everyone can see
all the way in front
she is out of sight
everyone can seemay there be a time
everyone sees me -
2009.06.15 at 12:54 am #13984
AnonymousSpectatornice…manilla
we do see you -
2009.06.18 at 3:34 am #13985
AnonymousSpectatorsadness comes
to say goodbye
you messed with
the wrong bitch
go be lonely
it suits you best
stay in your loveless misery
you chose the wrong words
you are fake
with a sick head
pleasure and kicks
not for me
a real man
not you
you are a toxin -
2009.06.19 at 3:35 am #13986
AnonymousSpectatorthe moon lights your smile
your sweet soul takes me away
a blessing, yet unknown?
a love to be uncovered
you deserve
the love you desire
it’s there
pain and sadness will wash away
falling
falling
is there another chance
for a love deeper
than you’ve ever had -
2009.06.19 at 5:56 pm #13987
AnonymousSpectatorunder a waterfall
inhale
drown the lungs
pressure
taken under
a new world
breathless
crystal blue -
2009.06.20 at 4:26 am #13988
manillascissorKeymastersleeping pills and ice
wind sheers across
shivering in the cold
lonelinessup all night
cordless walking
why can’t i sleep?
close my open eyesgoddamn it’s cold
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2009.06.20 at 8:09 am #13989
AnonymousSpectatorfor the one
who touched my soul
so gently
without knowing
your words mesmerized me
how can this be
mind boggling isn’t it?
I’m warm and smiling
in another world
the twinkle in my eye
since the leaves began to fall
back in bloom
a spring in my step
now you know
you managed to steal my heart
secretly, unaware
until now
you know
you are my sweet thing -
2009.06.22 at 10:02 pm #13990
manillascissorKeymasterhead in my hands
on a dusty bench
a bus stop in nowhereville
giving up on waitinghere at the crossroads
i came to wait
eternity it seemed
was never to far awayall alone and without cause
i sit and stare to gain my loss
as motorcades pass me by
blowing smoke into my eyesthe wind picks up
as the clouds roll in
and my sunny day
turns dark as sinsomething green is close
ripe with curiousity i am
i stand again and begin to walk
taking a turn at the stopthe storm brews at my back
but forward i go, leaving the stop
my clothes are dirty, torn, and faded
but someone sees something beneathand in this desert storm
i will walk to find her -
2009.06.23 at 2:35 am #13991
manillascissorKeymasterme me me
hey look at me
i just finished first
i just tagged that
look at my car
don’t you wish you had this?
look at my wife?
don’t you want to fuck her?
look at my dick
it’s fucking huge, right?
look at my tan
i got my own bedfuck off and die.
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2009.06.25 at 5:13 pm #13992
AnonymousSpectator^^ this one just cracks me up
always good poems manilla-even when they are funny -
2009.06.25 at 7:20 pm #13993
AnonymousSpectatorBlinding rain
pouring
winds shouting
darkness
alone
in silence
the sun rises
dew drops glisten
blades of grass
a new day
emptiness
surrounds me -
2009.06.26 at 4:26 am #13994
manillascissorKeymasterhe was mad
and badhe was one
and alonehe was young
but ready to gohe made you want
to be bettercontroversy surrounds
but no more soundshe was a rocker
he was the moonwalker -
2009.06.26 at 5:11 pm #13995
last_rose_of_summerSpectatoraw, manilla
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2009.06.27 at 12:11 am #13996
AnonymousSpectatorfamily
enjoy the souls
only one to offer
a moment
a breath
a better place
gone
with the blink of an eye
our time comes
enjoy what we have here
find the one
you deserve
life
a blessing
a gift
live and love
like no tomorrow
it’s everything -
2009.06.27 at 12:18 am #13997
AnonymousSpectatorI wrote this yesterday (Thursday)morning
Tired and sadness
the world
feels doomed
bad day?
unsure
the sun is shining
why can’t I feel it -
2009.06.28 at 8:12 am #13998
manillascissorKeymastera glow surrounds your face
with each beating minute
the heart grows fonder
caught up in the waterspouts of life
hard to see beyond your outstreched hands
cup your hands to hold the water
but it flows nonstop
as if laughing
yet another force
uncontrolled by man
drenched in uncertainty
crushed with doubt
washing in with vacanyso let it all go
embrace this moment
rise to the top to see the clouds
leave the world behind you
and make a new day
a new life
a fresh clean slate
full of beauty
that glows around your face -
2009.06.28 at 8:23 am #13999
manillascissorKeymasterlooking back, i was never alone
we were always so close
fleeting minutes pass away
and give birth to brighter daysi have never seen this place
but i have been here before
a faint memory i cannot recall
a fractal to the coresomehow the feeling
that it is all meant to be
all the pain and suffering
all meant for meto learn and grow
to root down and weather
to shade the others
to build circle upon circleto never die
to live for now
to keep going
to listen to it alltimeless we are
pushed to the rind
one dimension closer
to a life divine -
2009.06.28 at 8:52 pm #14000
last_rose_of_summerSpectatormy brain is growing vines
tendrils of rust
oxidation of knowledge
cobwebs on the farthest corners
spreading inward to the center
it’s lonely in here
though all these people linger nearby
wisdom seeks to destroy me
or seeks to defy me
skeleton keys to unlock my skull
and peer inside
frightening things float
around pretty things
ghosts of memories
liquid floral displays
silver candy cactus
to prick the skin
bring blood stains
unlovely smears
reflection in mirrors of sugar
lick my own frown
taste the sweet shame
then shatter the evidence
shatter the memory
send it into oblivion
then watch as it returns
like a boomerang -
2009.06.28 at 9:32 pm #14001
AnonymousSpectatorWOW rose-that’s a good one!!
and Manilla great as always…. -
2009.06.29 at 6:25 am #14002
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorthanks
the line… liquid floral displays…. you know where i got that from huh?
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2009.06.29 at 7:03 am #14003
AnonymousSpectatorDarkness sets in
cold summer night
constellations above
clear and bright
wishing, praying
closed eyes
dreamsupon awakening
begin a new day
to see your eyes
glazed with solace
your words
plenty my heart
deep inside
partially empty
without your embrace -
2009.06.30 at 1:21 am #14004
last_rose_of_summerSpectatori like that
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2009.06.30 at 4:24 pm #14005
AnonymousSpectatorty rose
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2009.07.02 at 7:10 pm #14006
AnonymousSpectatorUnseasoned air
a newcomer
walking away from discontent
sharing affinity
heart pains
destined
without judgement
a calling for us
to heal
what was broken
walk with me
the new path
untraveled -
2009.07.03 at 8:05 pm #14007
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorThe Question
Once
under
azure skies
my love asked me
a very important question. Will you
please close your eyes and hold completely still?
Okay, there. You
had a bug
in your
hair. -
2009.07.03 at 9:05 pm #14008
AnonymousSpectator
that is just too cute rose -
2009.07.04 at 7:26 am #14009
manillascissorKeymasterthese lonely guns
stand at attention
here with the moon
bringing forth tensionthese lonely guns
the battlefield cries
surrounded by many
alone with the liesthese lonely guns
harboring only death
give to me the blood
bring to me the deadthese lonely guns
can you hear them call
across the grassy plains
a call to allthese lonely guns
go kaboomthese lonely guns
can kill -
2009.07.05 at 8:21 pm #14010
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorthank you
and good one manilla!
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2009.07.06 at 3:55 am #14011
AnonymousSpectatorwashed away
like the tides
a point of no return
breaking ties
looking away
the past diminishes
my eyes
wide open
a glimpse
of a new dawn
shedding light
into my soul
everlasting moments
without sorrow -
2009.07.06 at 2:29 pm #14012
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorbeautiful
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2009.07.07 at 5:44 am #14013
AnonymousSpectatorlight shines upon a darkened path
I may stumble
this journey ahead
I keep on
one day making it to the end
that day, the eyes close
the body disintegrates
the souls goes on
into the the abyss
of our unconscious existence -
2009.07.07 at 5:47 am #14014
AnonymousSpectatora life
filled with happiness and sorrow
tears of pain
tears of joy
on this road
destination blurred
safe
but unsure
Alone
darkness creeps
yet surrounded by lighted souls
in the end
we all die alone -
2009.07.07 at 5:54 am #14015
AnonymousSpectatorshare a dance
a special love
share a moment
an instant
share a smile
a laugh
share an impact
a touch
share some words
communicate
occupied by life
in this space
of animation
we only have one -
2009.07.07 at 5:58 am #14016
AnonymousSpectatortomorrow,today
enter the place
people wait
names are called
one by one
seeking help
messages of joy
messages of doom
once received
time to leave
go back home
to a life undone
to await more messages
of joy or doomI clearly have to much on my mind to sleep
this sucks I want to sleep and i can’t -
2009.07.07 at 6:06 am #14017
blueczarinaSpectatornice poems and that’s too bad. hopefully you will get to sleep soon.
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2009.07.07 at 2:35 pm #14018
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorthoughts jumbled
twisted and confused
so easily shifted
but not simply lifted
wishes make grand designs
in the sandy outlines of time
winds blow them away
like too many loose feathers
lost from a phoenix whose time is up
time to burn
time to be reborn
knots tangled like last years christmas lights
burned out bulbs can ruin the whole string -
2009.07.07 at 6:47 pm #14019
AnonymousSpectatorthanks blue-I finally slept after I took a pill
I never take those anymore, but I had to this time it’s been years since I took one of those like5 or 6 yearsRose what an awesome poem!!!
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2009.07.07 at 7:58 pm #14020
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorthank you cc
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2009.07.10 at 2:18 pm #14021
AnonymousSpectatorthank you cc [/quote:7jmhxihh]
you know what I just noticed-lol those are my initials to my maiden nameposting my goofy poem from sp.com
biking through
natures path
descending
down the hill
faster
breeze in my hair
laughter
being one with the wind
a moment of feeling free
all choked up
brakes hit
ugh! I swallowed a bug -
2009.07.11 at 11:33 pm #14022
manillascissorKeymasterspins so fast
gravity
heavy pills
sinkholes
shrinking volumes
collapsing inside
vacuum up the remains
suck me in
pull me close
obliterate me
extinguish my structure
annihilated
violated
disappear
fucking crush me with love -
2009.07.12 at 5:55 pm #14023
AnonymousSpectatorsuck me in
pull me close
obliterate memy favorite part
and you will be crushed one day
we all will at some point -
2009.07.13 at 5:13 pm #14024
AnonymousSpectatorat a standstill
blank
emptiness
nothingness
hallowness
interstice
depleted
vacant
removed
void
skip away
before another complication sets forth -
2009.07.21 at 2:25 am #14025
AnonymousSpectatorGazing out the open window
What is real?
What is nothing?
What am I doing here?
Preserving and fostering
love, innocence, elation
life
Left unsaid
somethings are greater
two worlds
mine, yours
Can I survive the wonder
Will the window narrow? -
2009.07.26 at 1:06 am #14026
manillascissorKeymasterliving in a window
cellophane cello pain
tears constantly stream
down liquid panesinside out
outside in
storm clouds reflected withinslowly morphing
gravity down
suspended quartz
a see through clown -
2009.07.26 at 1:27 am #14027
manillascissorKeymasternicorette tourettes
fuck i need a cigarette -
2009.07.26 at 1:32 am #14028
manillascissorKeymasterbubbling up
orbs of molten air
etched in steel
ground down incisorssteam rises
the hand passes
over the danger zone
burning the flesha fiery death
a lively breath
musk and heat
steam on the streetwe’re all dead
but now cleansed -
2009.07.28 at 3:44 am #14029
manillascissorKeymasterthe closer you get
the further it seems
never again
to find a dreamslowly drifting
down the stream
stretched out branches
pull you from methe heads, they bob
up and down
tired from winding
around and aroundlaugh and giggle
today is the day
wiped out memories
are all erasedsun blotted water
a nurse with the needle
pulled out slaughter
shiny green beetlean ending is near
a beginning is now
the loss of fear
someway, somehow -
2009.07.28 at 3:51 am #14030
manillascissorKeymastertired and mired
tarred and feathered
battered and torn
scarred and weathered
beaten and flushed
bruised and bleeding
down and crushed
alone and needing -
2009.07.29 at 3:09 pm #14031
AnonymousSpectatorimmortal breath of life
repeats the motions
unlearned lessons
continuation of lives past
when does it end?
haunting reflections
open your eyes
the mirror must be broken -
2009.08.01 at 2:57 pm #14032
AnonymousSpectatordreams
subconscious truth
close your eyes
advanced travel
see what you are missing
unknown to the heathen
a rain of lighted souls
drenching the earth
overflowing with life -
2009.08.03 at 12:11 pm #14033
Return To ComfortSpectatorLast night I cried myself to sleep
In someone else’s arms.
Unknowing as he slept,
I wept at memories of us.
Memories that grow dark
With the shadows of time.
Memories that have reached their end.
Tossing and turning,
Glimpses of us ever present.
I dreamt of you,
Just as always.
You feel so cold to me now,
Moved out and moved on so quickly.
Daily I work
At killing the disease in my heart.
Debts to be paid are no more.
Always. -
2009.08.03 at 7:03 pm #14034
AnonymousSpectatoryou think it’s that easy
toying with emotions
really?
enough is enough
you’re obsolete a bygone
you’re shady
you’re an imitation
a toxin to the soul
you’re never more
never here
never again
never existing to meI fucking love poems
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2009.08.03 at 8:10 pm #14035
AnonymousSpectatormurky waters
blinding views
shadows surround
circling about
curious
blood craving predator
sensing fear
ready to attack
helpless and stranded
my end is near -
2009.08.03 at 8:14 pm #14036
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorgood one!
da na da na da na aaaaahhhhh!
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2009.08.03 at 8:17 pm #14037
AnonymousSpectatorniiiiice I get Jaws music
lovely rose -
2009.08.13 at 10:15 pm #14038
AnonymousSpectatorChoices at hand
which direction
right, left, forward
never backwards
to do what
never knowing
until afterward
consequences arise
tomorrow, today
yesterday’s past
keep walking amongst obstacles
my path
never clear never to be
another day
another year
never clear -
2009.08.14 at 7:17 am #14039
manillascissorKeymasterone million smiles
one to the other
endless goodbyes
throughout the nightcontrolled contrast
alkaline tastebuds
cold shivers
throughout the nightsun rises and sets
whilst one sleeps
awaken to the pulled curtains
throughout tonight -
2009.08.14 at 9:02 am #14040
manillascissorKeymasterdrive the stake into the ground
wrap the chain around the tree
once a day you come to set me free
with a bowl of food
and a glancing blow with a stick
for i’m too wild for you
you must keep me locked up
in this backyard of letdowns -
2009.08.14 at 9:08 pm #14041
last_rose_of_summerSpectatoraw, those are sad manilla!
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2009.08.14 at 9:57 pm #14042
manillascissorKeymasterawww, it’s okay.
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2009.08.14 at 10:53 pm #14043
AnonymousSpectatorare you trying to feel like a poor dog outside in the heat or do your neighbors have a dog
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2009.08.14 at 11:28 pm #14044
manillascissorKeymasterthere was a time
a time we intercepted
a time we connecteda spirit so lost
forgotten and smudged
rejected and goneher smile radiated
into my being
heating my souljust one innocent kiss
to remember our days
with him standing asidei cry to remember her smile
another has moved in
arm around her shoulder
if one for the otherand we just fucking move on
never revealing our crush
just play dumb -
2009.08.14 at 11:50 pm #14045
manillascissorKeymasterenough tears to fill the ocean
enough time to travel to the end of the universe
enough pain to kill
enough is enough -
2009.08.15 at 1:11 am #14046
last_rose_of_summerSpectatori cry to remember her smile
wow. sweet. just. …
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2009.08.18 at 6:35 am #14047
manillascissorKeymasterjust like you told me
when we were younger
time is never enough
to keep us togetherwe were so special
back with wagons and legos
the fresh cut grass
the endless egosbut now we are taller
and the grass is heavy
and it’s raining outside
and in different housessomehow we still are
we still see each other
across the street
and want to playthe games have changed
and we have children of our own
but we still know how to laugh
and giggle and smileand we are forever young
in this twister of fate
bringing forth dark clouds
and spring rainsnew and belonging
forever understanding
trying our best to learn
the meaning of each otherlet’s go play
-
2009.08.19 at 4:27 pm #14048
AnonymousSpectatoronce again
the days you speak
bring me in
the silence killswhat is this?
Where does it go?
time travels forward
I feel indefiniteround about in circles
moments pass
the echo of you
inside my headdeep thoughts
unaware of your own truth
time is gone
I’m still herenever to leave
never to be forgotten
never lost
never alonealways for you
nothing less
ample to give
without fear -
2009.08.22 at 6:52 am #14049
manillascissorKeymasterdriving late at night
steam fogging up the windshield
all alone this time
no passenger nearby
rounding the black asphalt
spitting yellow lines
going nowhereput the top down
let the wind feel your hair
let it caress your soul
the shiny silver moon
says hello
and smiles as you depress the pedala destination reached
a place to radiate under the stars
look up and feel empty
a shooting star
a reminder
someone is watching -
2009.08.22 at 7:16 am #14050
manillascissorKeymasterwhere o where did it go
the time passed too fast
our hearts sank together
in a whirlpool made of lovespirits dance about the skyline
clouds holding hands as they cry
together forever
up above, up so highand it marches forward
never missing a beat
beaming like the sun
forever ablaze in a fiery deaththe end will never come
the end curves back around
coming back for seconds
coming back around for the killsinking its teeth into your neck
making you immortal
joining the ranks of the fallen
silently in a sweet surrenderwe float day to day
and push harder and harder
through the thickest ether
inhaling our own demise -
2009.08.22 at 4:08 pm #14051
AnonymousSpectatorWow this one is really good^^^^
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2009.08.23 at 4:56 am #14052
manillascissorKeymasterone shot is all it takes
year stacked upon year
of being therefully dressed to the brim
eighteen points to hang on
head down, eyes upteeth are clenched
the tail is raised
one last standviolently it splits into
painting the snow red
on the side he goessquirming to catch a last breath
squinting to catch a last glimpse
the fawns run awaythe only snow angel ever made
is stagnant and cold
bitter crystals on the fur
ice cold and deadbut one last stand was made
forever taking the chance
forever taking the stancebecause no one
will ever
take the fawns -
2009.08.23 at 5:31 am #14053
AnonymousSpectatorRAWR-fiesty one manilla
I need to write one-eh too lazy
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2009.08.23 at 9:07 pm #14054
AnonymousSpectatorstripped away
torn from your arms
the joys of what one knows
sadness begins
seeping inside
feels like and end
it’s a new beginning
pain and suffering
comes and goes
leaves and stays
forever in
a journey
of your life -
2009.09.05 at 3:52 am #14055
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorScenery on fire
the images blazing
a whole in my mind
the smoke like a thick cloud
fogging my eyes from true sightlips presses to the pole
Do you really wanna go?
legs moving from the streets
is it me or is this place
as dead as it seems?haha, after I read this poem it kinda sound perverted oh well. I like it anyway.
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2009.09.10 at 4:41 am #14056
manillascissorKeymasteralone in thought
the ideas they fly
inside my being
eternal tornadoscluttered and messy
a summerstorm hangover
kittens come out to play
beneath the silver-shocked skyit’s wrecked and destroyed
the only stability ever known
plucked like a dandelion
and blown into one thousand piecesso we listen to the quiet
to hear what it says
too many voices before
with nothing saidfind that voice
and continue the struggle
it’s never easy to be
and never hard to cease -
2009.09.10 at 9:37 am #14057
AnonymousSpectatorCrowding round that little bird
Pecking, jeering, how absurd
Pain inflicted, lack of respect
With short-sighted sheep, what can we expect?Misunderstanding, ignorance too
The man once told him there’s others like you…In the town, hand-fed bread
He contemplated what the man had said
Those grey ones there in a big bold group
Should they turn round, there’d be a coup
For Purple Pigeons stand right out
But there’s others like him, he found outTen years passed and grey birds died
And still the purple vertebrate cried
Looking round and seeing sadness
In a weak wicked way, it brought some gladnessFor purple is purple and grey is grey
Those facts alone needn’t be the way
He sat with pride and a little smile
There’s Purple Pigeons, all the while -
2009.09.19 at 9:09 pm #14058
manillascissorKeymastershadows dance upon the wall
where darkness swallows all
and tiny water droplet rings abound
producing only the slightest of soundthe first touch left them breathless
another warm body
the possibilities endlesslost together and holding hands
finding the light
no one understandsin the dark he feels her face
the beauty in his mind
he cannot erasethey pick up their spirits
and hold in a warm embrace
knowing their time will emerge
when they can finally see face to facein the warmest of light
-
2009.09.20 at 4:36 am #14059
ArthurSpectatorhaiku
ik kijk en doorzie
maar begrijpen doe ik niet
of daarom juist wel?I look and see through
but I do not understand
or that’s why I do?Haiku (in Japanese: 俳句 ) is a form of Japanese poetry, consisting of 17 moras in three metrical phrases of 5, 7, and 5 moras respectively ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haiku ). It’s this limitation that I like so much, try to make as much poetic (non-)sense as you can in just 3 lines!
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2009.09.24 at 6:59 pm #14060
AnonymousSpectator^^^interesting Arthur
good poems guys
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2009.09.24 at 8:54 pm #14061
last_rose_of_summerSpectatoroh i love haiku! haikus? lol
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2009.09.27 at 8:28 pm #14062
AnonymousSpectatortake me away from
from the darkness
a moment in time’s past, present, and future
take my hand
guide me, lead me
to a new place
inside the garden
share your soul
with me
together we make progress
bound by love
to share with all
to sing a song
a dance with love
you make me shine
I’m awakened
by your presence
alone
letting go of the old
breathing your love
share with me
the world
through your eyes
the hurt, the pain
the despair, the sorrows
I want to feel
I want to discover
all
through you -
2009.09.29 at 1:19 pm #14063
AnonymousSpectatorWhen the sun shines
on the morning dew
until the moon glows
you are there right beside me
until the sun rises again
You seem surreal
only known in stories
Where did you come from?
how blessed am I?
magic between us
plenty to come
my heart knows
I need you, your touch
your love
I feel
when I close my eyes
you are there right beside me
always -
2009.10.04 at 6:56 am #14064
manillascissorKeymastercram cram cram
pushed to the rear
never to open
but always enough to fearwhat was it?
who knows
if you open
all hell could break looseso stare at the amber
all 18 of them
empty reminders
calling you outwas it all you wanted
all you dreamed it could be
do you want more time
to see what you can seeyeah, keep going
45 degrees downward
lap it up you dog
then shit on the rugclean up on aisle six please
clean up on aisle six please
clean up on aisle six please
clean up on aisle six pleaseshe made the meat hit the floor
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2009.10.04 at 7:46 pm #14065
last_rose_of_summerSpectatornice poems guys
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2009.10.08 at 6:39 am #14066
manillascissorKeymasterinside the red carpet
eyes bleeding shut
rolled out for the night
stepped on with designer shoesout of sight
out of mind
out of space
out of timethrobbing earaches
over and over
blood contained within
just trying to burstempty hollow sounds
distant conversations
sick gut feeling
what is with this -
2009.10.10 at 6:39 pm #14067
manillascissorKeymastera feeling so empty
it’s really not a feeling at all
the color black
staining and disolutioning
into your very fibrous beinga painful morphing
the swallow of sweet heartache
the stench of what used to be
a constant reminder
of everpresent failingso far beyond down
so away from it all
turned your back on yourself
on your knees
into a corneronce the hurt is gone
what’s left to feel? -
2009.10.10 at 9:45 pm #14068
manillascissorKeymasterhaiku
ik kijk en doorzie
maar begrijpen doe ik niet
of daarom juist wel?I look and see through
but I do not understand
or that’s why I do?Haiku (in Japanese: 俳句 ) is a form of Japanese poetry, consisting of 17 moras in three metrical phrases of 5, 7, and 5 moras respectively ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haiku ). It’s this limitation that I like so much, try to make as much poetic (non-)sense as you can in just 3 lines! [/quote:36rh6qsv]
5 7 5, that’s it? ok, i’ll give it a go…
room enough for five
can you fit more for seven?
let’s just stick with five -
2009.10.11 at 10:02 am #14069
manillascissorKeymastera swim away day
alone again forever down
take another pound -
2009.10.11 at 10:37 am #14070
manillascissorKeymasterwhen it was too bright to see
beneath you i stood for years
protected by your shade
staring at the sun, never afraideven under a blanket of darkness
we would count junebugs together
as they buzzed in and around your weeping arms
and the spiders came crawling to the groundthen one day you nudged me along
gave me a branch to help sing your song
to remind me of strength and shelter
a piece of you, always and foreveri used to send you into the water
and watch as you floated away
but you came back each and every time
what a way to pass the daybut ever since that day you died for me
i’ve tried to return the favor, embarrassingly
i set you on fire, to hide the pain
and walked away, your bones fully ablazei picked you up one last time
your rings, an echo of mine
ashes fell as i wrote your name
as wind carried your charred carcass away -
2009.10.12 at 7:00 pm #14071
last_rose_of_summerSpectatormy favorite haiku… i bought a t-shirt that says this…
haikus are easy
but sometimes they don’t make sense
refrigerator -
2009.10.12 at 9:40 pm #14072
manillascissorKeymasterawesome
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2009.10.19 at 2:19 pm #14073
manillascissorKeymasterlonely is tuesday
that came before a monday
a weak week begins -
2009.10.21 at 7:03 am #14074
manillascissorKeymasteri went to the store
and bought a pumpkin
i wanted to use it
to see you againit was quite heavy
and a little big
so i placed it on wheels
and rolled it thenback to my house
we soon would travel
inside my kitchen
strange things would unraveli wanted to see you
just one more time
so i went to the kitchen
and grabbed a knifei started carving
and cutting your face
out of a pumpkin
the resemblance was faintbut cut and poke i did
for many hours
until that pumpkin face
looked like yoursand in the end
it looked quite macabre
so i stuck it outside
with a candle flame onyour face it danced
upon my front porch
scaring little children
as they begged for moresoon the night was over
and you were still there
laughing and smiling
in this world, not a carei soon became jealous
of your effortless soul
i took you inside
and stared through your holeno more i cannot take it
you ruined me again
now go and leave me
wipe off that grini took out a hammer
and smashed you to pieces
the orange bloody murder
was a thing of news releasesbut no one knew
as i stashed you away
a plastic bag of death
sorrow and decay -
2009.10.25 at 2:52 am #14075
AnonymousSpectator
good poems
I have not been in a poem writing mood lately -
2009.10.27 at 11:30 pm #14076
manillascissorKeymasterit’s so much easier to cry alone
to cry alone, always alone
don’t mean to bother you
so that’s what i’ll doreaching out
that’s what i want
misery loves company
hold my handhold me hold me
touch my heart
release this love
be with mebut you’d have to know
what was inside
tomorrow i might say
tomorrow i may delay -
2009.10.27 at 11:40 pm #14077
manillascissorKeymastereyelid dams
holding back the flood
protecting the city
wanting to take a peekthe water boils
spilling over the wall
falling below
into the pittraveling down
along familiar paths
down down down
growing and endingunable to contain
an eruption pushes over
years of tears stain below
a tsunami for you from me -
2009.10.29 at 11:21 pm #14078
manillascissorKeymastera black dot
off in the distance
a cool spot
in a endless desertcoming closer
the spot widens
opening up, beckoningi push aside
and walk inside
and kiss the sun goodbyewater trickles and little eyes move
staring and scaring
pulling in closermy new home
devoid of you
devoid of meit’s so dark
where are my hands
i feel nothingi’m so alone
an echo my only partner -
2009.11.06 at 4:08 am #14079
manillascissorKeymasterscores of books piled sky high
stainglass windows fractured below
perfect pews on a sunday morning
sitting at attention to a silent lecturnsmoke fills the ceiling arches
the candles are beaming with fire
wax melts down the sides
to form mary in the puddles belowsnowfall bleaches the color outside
lighter and lighter the hues turning brighter
so gently tightening a suffocating noose
by blocking the doors from the insideonly the blind could ever see
before their own eyes
a sunday morning tragedy
with blood for tearsthe sparrow’s sing as their hearts cry
for only the deaf can hear today’s sermon
and only those without voices
could ever speak in such tonguessuch a ghostly way
for the blessing this day
to wither and pass away -
2009.11.11 at 4:31 am #14080
manillascissorKeymasterso exciting was the day
you came to me carrying a box
i opened hurriedly
to find a piece of paper
a perfect white square
crisp and clean
could cut to the bone
if i wasn’t careful
i pressed it against my face
a blank slate
the smell of faxes and drying ink
i could do so much
with just this little piece of paper
so i wrote all my hope and dreams on it
and gave it back to you
not one empty space
and now, one year later
you give me another box
again i open so fast
only to see that piece of paper
all crumbled and tattered and stained
i look up to see what happened
and you were just saying goodbye
leaving me alone with my desires
alone with my faults
staring at my handwriting -
2009.11.13 at 9:22 am #14081
manillascissorKeymasteri need a new friend
i need a new drug
i need a new me
i need a new you -
2009.11.16 at 12:24 am #14082
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorI am
never alone
for the space I occupy
follows me wherever I go -
2009.11.16 at 5:15 am #14083
DaysofthephoenixSpectatornice short poem Rose.
So much meaning in such little spaces.
I was supposed to write a winter poem or my class but once again I have procrastinated to the last minute.
Also, I have an extreme case of writer’s block…
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2009.11.16 at 1:28 pm #14084
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorthank you
i hope you can beat that writer’s block!
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2009.11.16 at 1:52 pm #14085
Cool As Ice CreamSpectatorgosh i’m bored
toeme toch -
2009.11.20 at 10:27 pm #14086
manillascissorKeymastergosh i’m bored
toeme toch[/quote:13ito4va]pure genius
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2009.11.25 at 6:19 am #14087
manillascissorKeymasterand again today i looked
for one sign of her being
and all day she was booked
but i’ll go to bed believing -
2009.11.26 at 3:57 am #14088
manillascissorKeymastersuch a bright room
hosting the night party
familiar faces gracing
through wine tasting glassescheers you made it
how was the traffic
put your umbrella over there
and here, have a beerwhy thanks the traffic was
oh ok i see
sorry to, i mean i didn’t mean to
wait no that’s okayyes i did see that too!
i thought it was
upside down she goes
elbow bending at it’s greatestwell hello, i must be going
and many thanks for the nothings
maybe next time i need myself
i’ll be sure to give you a ring -
2009.11.27 at 12:29 pm #14089
manillascissorKeymasterreaching out
always so far
getting slapped
it hurts like hell -
2009.11.27 at 12:59 pm #14090
ArthurSpectatorhi sea
hi Arthur
how are you?
fine
I’m having high tide
wow
does that hurt?
no, sea knows no hurt -
2009.11.27 at 9:28 pm #14091
manillascissorKeymasterwe know it hurts
just to be you today
but let us not forget
our own selfish ways
step aside young man
the silverback’s in town
here to scream and yell
boy don’t you frown
you have issues father
i wish you could see
but your blinded by
your own insanity
so yell and scream
it’s what you always do
and we’ll cower in fear
just like we always do
oh and by the way
fuck you too -
2009.11.29 at 1:16 am #14092
AnonymousSpectator -
2009.12.10 at 4:32 am #14093
manillascissorKeymastera little toxin released to myself
a little pill swallowed down again
a little time to let this all sink in
a little friend to deny all the pain
a little once to start off this journey
a little while i’ll stay on this course
a little breath escapes from this being
a little answer never conceived
a little beam of darkness shines as it blinds
a little light says at last, i’m so sorry
a good day to you sir, a good day to you
he says with a wink and a crooked smile
a little hesitation quickly begins
a little piece of never, forever and now
always for me, no effort, no fee
sorrow, sorrow, sorrow, come on down -
2009.12.10 at 4:38 am #14094
manillascissorKeymasterhi today
explain away
tell me a story
one more time
read me a story
it’s my bedtimei won’t call you a liar
i don’t know for sure
but with your doubt
you seem so purewhich one today?
did the mouse get away?
play with the thought
play with my mind
give me some medicine
sedate my kindi won’t call you a liar
i don’t know for sure
but with your doubt
you seem so pure -
2009.12.10 at 10:01 pm #14095
manillascissorKeymasterfuck you and all you are
fuck all your goddamn opinions
fuck all your mindlessness
fuck you and your answers to it alli fucking hate you
go crawl in a dark hole
shiver
get wet
and fucking die
alone -
2009.12.11 at 2:17 pm #14096
AnonymousSpectator
whoa
thats a big fuck you
I think I like the poem before that better -
2009.12.11 at 6:42 pm #14097
manillascissorKeymasteryeah, it’s a little over the top.
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2009.12.16 at 8:04 am #14098
manillascissorKeymastercaramel lattes and broken lips
do not touch do not kiss
—————————————no, don’t let go
keep my hand close to your heart
feel my pulse run through yours
feel the warmth of the stars
—————————————you’re a desert rose
all alone and purple
so delicate and gentle
a soft hardcore offeringnever to be seen or heard
catching empty raindrops
and midsummer breezes
the earth cracking belowif no one ever sees you
did you ever really exist?
let your love go
let me in -
2009.12.18 at 2:55 am #14099
manillascissorKeymasterthe fat man in the big red suit
jollying inside my rabbit ears
with soot on black boots
he comes a knockin’
stroking that thick white beardenter santa-man into my house
good evening to you, though i be late
it’s well after midnight
you know it’s morn’?
well it’s okay, we now have a datewhat did you bring for me i asked
i think i was nice, but maybe i was bad
he reached into his sack
and let out a chuckle
and just said, \"here you go, little lad\"a shiny white and red plastic box
i opened and tore apart
i looked back up at santa
hoping to share
but he left soon after my start\"let’s go rudolph!\"
he shouted while riding away
i peeked inside
the package now mine
oh what a year, oh what a daya great white light from inside
shone across the room and in my eyes
blazingly hot
i dropped the box
what a strange holiday surprisethe sihouettes danced and drank
and sang the night away
i had so much fun
this merry eve
i hardly knew what to saybut soon the light faded and i collapsed
in a gentle fall to the ground
under the christmas tree
is where i crawled
for an overnight slumber to surroundso thanks fat man, once again
i hope to see you next year
although i don’t know you
with your mysteriousness
i long for your de stijl cheer -
2009.12.18 at 3:38 am #14100
manillascissorKeymasterallow me to
set the mood
with a cold one
or a warm two
sit down here
exhale a few
how was your day
what did you do
oh same ol’ story
nothing ado
not much to say
so anywaylet the night begin
and start right away
where each one has
something to say
as we share in the misery
that we call our own
a collective routine
for one as for allyeah, it’s true
it’s the same routine
but here with you
the pain goes away
the pill is smaller
and the tears stream less
easier to swallow
and in the end
it’s always with you
and i feel blessed -
2009.12.20 at 7:13 am #14101
manillascissorKeymastera little staring contest
where i cannot help
but blink
close my eyes again
and open to see
you still staring at me? -
2009.12.22 at 2:45 am #14102
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorhehe, that’s cute
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2009.12.22 at 3:31 am #14103
manillascissorKeymaster -
2009.12.22 at 4:30 pm #14104
AnonymousSpectatorwow aren’t you Mr. poetry lately
who else has something to contribute
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2009.12.23 at 7:55 am #14105
manillascissorKeymasterflash click as he settled in
whiskers not even trimmed
eyes blinking, lashes growing
lord knows he loves his kinmother dearest is holding the youngest
and pa is standing in the back
two little twins hold hands in the front
and stare until the bulb crashsepia snapshot and afterthoughts
memories contained therein
they say a photo is worth many words
who knew time could freeze once again -
2009.12.24 at 6:34 am #14106
manillascissorKeymasterlipsmacking and opinions
food flying across the table
googly eyed with hair pulled back
never trimmed in forty yearsa beautiful woman til the end
caring for others before oneself
always had my towel
and it was always dryand i hope you know i loved you
and i hope you know your son still does
even though it feels removed
you were always movingsee you on the other side
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2009.12.24 at 1:41 pm #14107
manillascissorKeymasteryou cut me open with shiny scissors
and i bleed to this day
giving my tears and midnight cries
for the day you say enough
and completely drain my soul
and breathe back into me
a spirit so rich and divine
i will float from this earth
leaving everything
everyone
behind -
2009.12.24 at 1:49 pm #14108
manillascissorKeymasterthe sound continues to drown
raining down the great escape
the swirly exit sign
swinging back and forth from the loft
don’t scream fire in a crowded theater
you may hurt someone
but then again
you may get out
of watching this shit moviefire fire rush to the door
climbing atop the others
women and children first
chivalry above the others
and even now you know it ain’t real
and break through the white canvas
the screaming pictures in technicolor
bleed to the floor in rainbowed water
staining the palms in purple eternitythe doorhandle is red and blue
as the tape reel spins off the loom -
2009.12.30 at 2:59 pm #14109
AnonymousSpectatortell me in my ear
just don’t say the wrong thing
you are far more closer to me than you know
closer than I probably know
where do we go?
what journey to take?
walk the trail through the forest
fly through the breeze
slide on the rainbow
cloud jumping
tip toeing on the sun rays
caught inside a raindrop
upon a rose petal
sharing a drink
with life
growing
sprouting colors in full bloom
how lovely it attracts your vision
don’t use the scissors to cut it -
2009.12.31 at 11:27 pm #14110
manillascissorKeymastersober i don’t want you
sober i don’t need you
sober i am fine
drink up -
2010.01.01 at 6:21 am #14111
ArthurSpectatorsober i don’t want you
sober i don’t need you
sober i am fine
drink up[/quote:3tzold8p]
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2010.01.04 at 12:05 pm #14112
manillascissorKeymastermarch! you dare i say
one two three four
endless steps in time
feet hitting the floorthis pace keenly kept
like it or not, keep your stride
together we’ll go on
quarter notes that tear away timebut alone she sidestepped
and fell out of bounds
and lost the beat forever
now nothing surroundsand just ahead, a bridge
as troops stomp on by
it will never hold the weight
still they push, as if to dietears flow down her twisted face
as the floorboards give way
down they fall to the river below
like tears she cried that day -
2010.01.11 at 5:47 am #14113
manillascissorKeymasterhead in my hands
it’s hard to write
traveled lands
we’re in for a night
drink it up
and start a fight
suck it up
a cry for my plight
down on yourself
come here go away
moons assemble
that’s totally insane
never together forever
twice removed spitfire
wonderment never again
purple on black
the blood moves within
bruised but not born
a woman unscorned
let the leash break
again to hide the bone
beneath the dirt
is where i’ll be
chipping away
come find me -
2010.01.13 at 5:35 pm #14114
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorflash click as he settled in
whiskers not even trimmed
eyes blinking, lashes growing
lord knows he loves his kinmother dearest is holding the youngest
and pa is standing in the back
two little twins hold hands in the front
and stare until the bulb crashsepia snapshot and afterthoughts
memories contained therein
they say a photo is worth many words
who knew time could freeze once again[/quote:22eh7dtc]nice one!
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2010.01.13 at 7:46 pm #14115
manillascissorKeymasterflash click as he settled in
whiskers not even trimmed
eyes blinking, lashes growing
lord knows he loves his kinmother dearest is holding the youngest
and pa is standing in the back
two little twins hold hands in the front
and stare until the bulb crashsepia snapshot and afterthoughts
memories contained therein
they say a photo is worth many words
who knew time could freeze once again[/quote:20jp1pge]nice one![/quote:20jp1pge]
thanks rose! how have you been. long time since we chatted.
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2010.01.14 at 1:36 am #14116
last_rose_of_summerSpectatoryou’re welcome
i’ve been good. keeping busy. i think i’ve been trying to take on too many projects. i had to stop for a while. get back to my normal interwebs lovin self
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2010.01.14 at 7:39 am #14117
manillascissorKeymastersuch a big block with a dull finish
setting up high on my work table
inhaling through the nose to stay warm
i get out my chisel and start to chip away
forming the smile i remember
i begin to break her down
the perfect corners
the perfect radiance
it’s only by see through water
and that smile only lasts for so long
because it’s getting warmer
and her eye sheds a single tear
that drops to the snow covered ground
liquid sadness from an icy beauty
alone in silence she melted away -
2010.01.15 at 10:07 am #14118
manillascissorKeymasterdisconnected, i am not really here
my soul is nowhere to be found
completely bursting with emptiness
sitting on the doorstep of a raw eratired, fed up with you
you do not begin to understand
the depth of my shallowness
the sheer pressure with which i crushfragile, this will only last for so long
and then reality will set in
a sincere pretentiousness on display
front window fifty percent offalone, come over here with me
come walk with me down this gravel road
an endless path that never begins
it’s all downhill from here on outhold my fucking hand
and put on your boots
i dare you to walk with me -
2010.01.15 at 10:15 am #14119
manillascissorKeymasteryou’re welcome
i’ve been good. keeping busy. i think i’ve been trying to take on too many projects. i had to stop for a while. get back to my normal interwebs lovin self [/quote:3r6g3km6]
good to hear.
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2010.01.15 at 11:49 pm #14120
manillascissorKeymasterlet me whisper in your ear
just one more time
let me whisper in your ear
just one more linewe traveled so long ago
the memories are fading fast
across the many fields
life holds so much to feellet me whisper in your ear
just one more time
let me whisper in your ear
just one last line -
2010.01.15 at 11:52 pm #14121
manillascissorKeymasterit feels so unreal
the people that are around
spirits floating in and out of my day
mostly muted and on repeat
but everpresent they are
and oh so many opinions
never anything worth digestion
where did the real go
what has ever been
can always be no more
lest we forget
but i choose to ignore -
2010.01.18 at 2:52 am #14122
manillascissorKeymastertree swinging
riding high above the branches
flying through the air
the pits swelling below
you will never catch me
off i go -
2010.01.19 at 1:52 am #14123
manillascissorKeymasterthe sun goes to sleep
just as i’m set to rise
and the moon parades to the top
to shine down on metogether we walk alone
passing time through the night
holding hands
across a million milesand the man in the moon
he never smiles
just a sad face
to shine down on me -
2010.01.19 at 1:56 am #14124
marigoldSpectatorhehe, I’m joining in.
Time
The pastel hued muses
Undress their heads
With the thoughts of humankind
Resting in the stillness of timeDoubts form in the waves
Crashing on the shores
Of unconsciousness
At the meridian of timeMemories trapped in an old book
Photos faded black and white
Dust fallen on old relics
Lost in the distance of timeMelting down creation
Arts of intrigue
Mixed up methods of minds
Thwarted by the threads of time -
2010.01.19 at 3:23 am #14125
DaysofthephoenixSpectatorI really liked your first poem post.
I really loved your choice of wording, good job.
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2010.01.20 at 2:44 am #14126
marigoldSpectatorI really liked your first poem post.
I really loved your choice of wording, good job. [/quote:33tbbcgy]
thanks.
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2010.01.20 at 7:10 pm #14127
AnonymousSpectatornot feeling poemy lately
waiting for my blinking with fists poem book, maybe that will inspire something
who knows -
2010.01.23 at 3:53 am #14128
marigoldSpectatoryou could try reading some of Mina Loy’s poetry also:
http://www.cwru.edu/artsci/engl/VSALM/m … oyslb.htmlAnother one from me….
Beyond laws and images of man
Concepts of time and despair
Fires burning in the suburban sprawl
There is a thickness in the airI want to reach forth
Into the bloodbath of the future
Soothe the wounds of hate
Heed the warnings of our cultureJoin forces into the underground
Increasing and eliminating by turn
Devoid of the facts
The truth we all can learnSigns pointing to the distance
Invisible to those still asleep
Awareness awakening those who dare
To dream of secrets we can’t keepSecrets given to those who are willing
To leave this world of taking
And take part in leaving
Our sorrows behind in the makingWhat are we fighting for
What makes us alive
What brings our minds alight
And keeps our souls awakeA sorrow, a song, a sigh
Fleeting feeling of freedom
Thought taste touched tomorrow
Reasoning right from wrongResolutely designed for ourselves
Culminating in initiation
Into the spheres of the mind
Bubbles blown to the windInvisible walls of the kingdom
Resting on our laurels
Will not change anything
In apathy we lose ourselvesCreative sparks need to fly!
Fire up their passion inside
Search the tree of knowledge
Sending messages to the stars -
2010.01.23 at 4:08 am #14129
manillascissorKeymasterhere’s a gift i made
over the past few years
an underneath-the-bed box
full of nothing but tearsi used to own these
but now i give them to you
i used to guard these
but now i’m brand newnow these teardrops
are a dime for a dozen
and maybe if you’re lucky
i’ll give you a baker’s dozen -
2010.01.23 at 10:13 am #14130
manillascissorKeymasterit’s all slipping away now
the life that i had planned
with each and everyday
i lose more and more handand amidst all the chaos
there is a constant beating
an echo bouncing back
of a past chance meetingthat sprung forth beauty
and short lived chemistry
but left behind something
that is more a mysteryhow on earth can it be
a love gone so wrong
to leave such tarnish
up against the strongso go it alone i must
for now it’s sink or swim
my past was much brighter
the future is looking dim -
2010.01.24 at 4:46 am #14131
manillascissorKeymasterlemon dropped eyelids
that cry sweet tears
let me kiss them away
to taste the many years -
2010.01.24 at 4:55 am #14132
manillascissorKeymasteryou fall into empty stairwells
through the broken boards
i used to be there to catch you
but destiny says no morethe cuts you made are so deep
i often wonder if they’ll heal
going this alone for our sake
whatever shall be revealedsoon this hold will take me
and it’s what we both wanted
no more heart or moon aches
none of your memories to haunt me -
2010.01.24 at 5:37 am #14133
marigoldSpectatorI don’t want to be your queen
I don’t want what you need
In your eyes I see your soul
There’s nothing thereDon’t you want to be freed
Don’t you want to succeed
In your dreams you see the world
Is against youWhy do you do this, it breaks my heart
To see you in pain, when will you realise
There’s nothing to gain
And you’ll never be the same
You will always be with the enemyI don’t want to be like you
I don’t want to do the things you do
In your eyes I see sorrow
Its what you wantedDon’t you want to be free
Don’t you want to be real
In your dreams you are beyond
Anything trueWhy do you do this, it makes me sick
To see you so hurt, when will you realise
It can’t go on and it stays the same
In your mind it never ends -
2010.01.25 at 4:58 pm #14134
AnonymousSpectatorI came in
not knowing why
just to know more
now, I feel I am in too deep
I never expected that
I was just being
secrets I do not know
still unaware
I’m in the dark
it all appears like a game
being played so well by the unknown to me
hidden behind this and that
I have nothing to hide from
I am only me
just sharing a few words
led to more things I can’t explain
nice gets you nowhere, but taken for granted, I see
so why do people want to take advantage of me? -
2010.01.29 at 10:57 am #14135
manillascissorKeymasterbrushing the underside of rocks
no stone left unturned
dirty stains and pocket voids
left to all be cleansed by handa newness to life
it’s so real for me now
i see you across the meadow
give me your hand
let us walk togethera springtime robin calls to you
from high above he floats
the sun beating against your neck
like warmth against your wingsthe newness of now
like never before
and never again
share with me this moment -
2010.01.29 at 5:46 pm #14136
last_rose_of_summerSpectatorthat one seems a little more happy than your previous ones
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2010.01.29 at 8:28 pm #14137
manillascissorKeymasterthat one seems a little more happy than your previous ones [/quote:32ru2o0m]
yeah, i’m done with sad (for now)
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2010.01.29 at 10:30 pm #14138
marigoldSpectator^^ that’s good to hear
I like that poem, and the box of tears one.
………………………..
Scented leaves dance on the wind
Dancing to the tune of the seasons
My heart rests in timeless magnitude
Rising to the challenge of this artThe stars sparkling in the heavens
The sun and moon in endless circles
The hearts of humankind wavering
In their hurricanes of desperationSucked into the black holes of the media mass
Told to buy this then you’ll get some a…
Then when you have it you’ll want more
An endless search for desires never metSearching for peace and quiet
The answers come to those who wait
Searching for that eternal peace
What was once lost will be found -
2010.01.31 at 1:20 am #14139
manillascissorKeymasterthe whisper in a crowded room
the truth in a box full of lies
the whiskers on young cheek
the embers in a faded firei don’t belong here anymore
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2010.02.01 at 11:22 pm #14140
AnonymousSpectatorTwo continue to play
games of the heart
back and forth
your words are tossed like playing catch
time in between phrases
a muse for both?
discouraging, yet encouraging
thoughtless thoughts
words are your power
knowing how to consume them
sucked into your black hole
of nothing more than
imaginary care and heartfelt
with no meaning behind them
no feeling
for they are…
just letters
conformed into
empty words -
2010.02.02 at 2:59 am #14141
marigoldSpectatorThe Garden
Alone and still, a starlit sky
sprinkled with feathered milk
the silence is huge
I wait for the brillianceOnce the moon appears, awake!
the garden is again enchanted
illumination beyond the shade
I wrap this moment in foilThe vastness of the black open sky
beckons me to fly up there
but I’ll stay with my garden
in radiance and denialUntil the time is right
forging new beginnings
suspended animation
waiting for a sign -
2010.02.03 at 2:47 am #14142
manillascissorKeymasterbitter to the taste
these days have become
with a steady haste
she left me all alonehere in my mind
i’m running circles around
i kill myself over time
a king with the lonesome crownbatteries once charged
are now dead as fallen leaves
crumpled up the pile is large
if you find me, please don’t leave -
2010.02.03 at 2:54 am #14143
manillascissorKeymasteri stand strong in the back
my red necktie around
on the right or the left
cool hardwood belowi am surrounded by peers
we stand so we can fall
you come to play with us
and try to knock us downthe circle is getting bigger
the sound grinding closer
rolling through the center
the eclipse of white by blackonly one remains upright
and you get a second throw
so hit me with all your might
yeah knock me down, it’s time to go -
2010.02.03 at 8:05 pm #14144 <
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