Official Poetry Thread

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

As I stand, upon a, mildew covered wretch, I feel the anger rise, and I am slowly hiding
Mechanic springs of light, become a dew-filled valley, and I fear what comes, in spite of my, eternal grace
They all stare, and behold, what I've done to her, and now I just care for, a quick and painless snapshot
But I don't think they'll be, so sentimental with their, lack of grace and care, for what I did, to that poor girl

Mock my jest, sure I can't, see the lightning strike, from whence I saw her lie, but they all crowd around me
To bear an anguished strife, they hurl their blood-stained curses, towards my aching chest, and I am all, that I became
So just shut, down the fear, a frightened boy caught, in the wake of disease, and he has no words to scream
My mortal tale so true, it's overcoming your mind, and the time keeps on, always in chime, of Tick Tick TOCK

Those are really good

Now she lays, upon an, altar filled with flesh, it smells of pure incense, so happiness fills me
It never lets me rest, It fills my lungs with so much, glee just by the touch, of her hands to, flesh my own
Another, finds me laid, inside her body, not knowing what to say, I stare with eyes so hating
He interrupts my joy, not knowing what he's seeing, Until he speaks that, this is great, poetry

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

Show me your weakness I'll show you a sign
A human existence is nothing benign All your
Arrows and thorns scratching thoughts in my head They're the
Reason I fight and deny what you said
The blackness you worship it drowns in denial
Things you fear most washed away in your bile You think
Everything's wasted. A ship without sail But that's
Only cause all you know is how to fail
Breath it. Live it. Open the tide
Find me a weak link to break open wide Don't come
Back at me with mild excuses you fuck Cause as
Fast as they come they'll soon run outta luck

All this time, I've been deep, in my shell nothing, left to comfort my soul, so it slips into decay
Your mindless fucking hate, it sickens all my insides, and what's worse is why, they never leave, I'm starving
I write down, all the words, that never come out, wishing someday to wake, above the land of hatred
So all I ask of you, is to become one with all, never stopping short, and continue, to spread hope






Okay, I'm done for a while. Glad I got that out.

[Tick]

 

Fast asleep
 Tossing and turning
 Thoughts are racing
The battlefield is filled with traitors
You can’t trust a single soul
They will all lie to deceive you
Where can you turn when you don’t know where you are or how to find your way back?
How did you find yourself in such a deep hole?
Why weren’t you smart to know your friends from your enemies?
You arent because you have made your enemies your friends

[MasterShakezula]

I wrote this at school yesterday, during lunch, as a parody of Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm by The Crash Test Dummies.

Yes, I realize that Weird Al did it already; I wanted to do it, anyways. 

Once there was this guy who
Always wore his shades in day and night and even indoors
But folks thought that he looked strange
So they sought out to figure out why

One day they went and mobbed him
It turned out he had no eyes

Then, there was this girl who
Wouldn't do as she was told when she was given commands
What nerve, they sought to punish
Her and make her ostracized

But she didn't even notice
Their words weren't audible

But the guy and girl
Didn't have it too rough
They thanked Allah because they knew

That there was one other guy
Who spoke in contradictory stories and was quick to violence
And one day the found out
That he did not possess a brain

He had been abducted by our
Government and made a drone

[adace]

Hey guys, I'd really appreciate it if you checked and gave me feedback on my poems. Thanks!

My haikus: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1Jfyq8taCtyDcOXKNuXi0IA17JvFZ8bhSJmFivx15nX4/edit

My sonnets (except for #3): https://docs.google.com/document/d/1m7s7PVRNb1JBcp87vEeXOtAR9umG7rz3fLopb17kB9E/edit

[DebraKadabra]

Lullaby for the Damned



Now I lay me down to hate
Don't pray for me, it's way too late
If you dare my soul to take
Fuck you God, I'll wake and bake

[Scorpion]

Lullaby for the Damned



Now I lay me down to hate
Don't pray for me, it's way too late
If you dare my soul to take
Fuck you God, I'll wake and bake

I like it. Short and to the point.

I'm not much of a poet myself, but I really like reading the poetry here. You guys are very good. Keep it up!

[DebraKadabra]

Thanks, dude - I came up with that today in the shower.

[DebraKadabra]

*heave*

I'm bored, so I figure I'll ply you folks with some of my stuff.  I do have a tendency to "lose the plot" sometimes, so bear with.

*untitled*

The once raging fires are dying
and the whole world seems to be crying
a sad lament for what was lost
and the endless chasms we had to cross

To get to this barren and featureless soil
The mud, the sweat, the grief, the toil
We clawed our way on our cold bare hands
Spent days lost in the shifting sands
Escaping a life of dearth and sorrow
Hoping against hope we'd still be alive tomorrow

As I plant our flag on top of the hill
The wind dies down and it's eerily still
My voice echoes loudly against the once mighty gusts
But deep in my heart I have no feeling of trust
Dissent in the ranks grows day by day
and though we are here, I don't want to stay

My Lord, what are we to do?
This must be a dream, for it can't be true
I can't seem to shake the enveloping fear
of knowing our doom creeps ever so near
Please deliver me from this abysmal fate
My Lord, I hope and I pray that it's not too late...

... I awake with a start; sweat covers my brow
I am back home though I know not how
I hear the first loud crash of thunder
as I roll back over, content, to slumber...

[DebraKadabra]

One more before bed

*untitled* (I don't have titles for a lot of my stuff)

Frustration borders on aggression
Anger leading to repression
Keeping all of my feelings inside
I can run, but I cannot hide
I'm scared of the future that we face
and the futility of running in the human race
which none of us are allowed to win
We're finished before we can even begin

So here I am inside my tortured brain
wondering if I'm truly insane
Four of the five voices I hear tell me it's true
and the fifth keeps repeating that it's only the flu
I keep getting lost and nothing makes sense
and logic provides no proper defense
But I'm not under attack and I'm not at war
so what am I fighting myself for?

[Tick]

The Grave

Sitting there, by the grave
Feeling quite alone
Grampa isn't coming back
He's in his resting home
In the light or in the dark
No one ever knows
The pain for those they leave behind
Is torture for there soul
So whether there is life or not
Beyond the great beyond
The answer will not come to us
Until our final hour
And if we wait and wonder
We drive ourselves insane
For what is rotting in the ground
Is not important today

[ohgar]

I Am

i am laughing inside. outside, i
can no longer here...
the light the brightest, life,
live it...

one morning the journey of life the
shadow zone death is all
music, to my
ears. death and grief, a part of
life. emotions are
so many friends. as i live i love
is.. flirt_attack this
poem and
don't let them go, into
despair little beads of glass all
around.
strips of colour form a
band, then silence............ i
am eccentric and
complicated i
understand pain, for i love you
are scared, i
will do it with
makeup, something
i never new
how, that you have a right for
mother nature! everybody pollutes
the earth is beautiful
the earth is generous,
the earth is quiet,
but with sound the earth
is hurt by your face. i wish that
i stare tell it, you wouldn't
dare when i'm
with you i don't
know when
you're lost turn to
his unfailing love when
you are
the one who seen iit was pain
unbearable,
unthinkable, unamaginable to the light of
our winter
gloom.

The poem you just read was randomly generated by I Am, the Adolescent Poetry Generator: https://www.elsewhere.org/hbzpoetry/

[DebraKadabra]

Good stuff, ohgar & Tick!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I just finished this one - it may still be rough around the edges.
 
*untitled*
 
Lost, scattered
Thoughts are shattered
Broken and torn apart
Not quite sure where to start
Trapped, wanting not to be here
because your insanity has become all too clear
 
You've enjoyed pushing my face in the muck
for so long that you just don't give a fuck
Belittled, insulted and treated like dirt
and all of my money sure didn't hurt
Your so-called "love" makes me violently sick
You know where the door is, so leave you ungrateful prick
 
I've wasted more than enough of my time
being your victim at the scene of your crime
 
Frustrated
Incapacitated
Castrated
Polluted
Convoluted
Diluted
 
Worthless
Hopeless
Loveless
 
Pathetic

[Ben_Jamin]

Thats angrily good Deb.

I just wrote this one now. Kinda got into the writing mood and felt this one deserved a post on here.

Sleepless

Aware yet unable to comprehend these words
the clock ticks its tock to the floor
no one will hear its sound as it sends it love

on a quest for it's salvation
journeying beyond the land of beauty
sacred hymns
rupture the boundaries

pour the healing water
where the crescent meets the fields
now all
can rest at last

In silent dreams we sleep away the pain
craving the pleasure gained
slip in a coma wave
ride it through the caves
and breathe
the essence it bestows

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

Ring the letter. bring the better. reach for me as I hear all that breaks down.
Seize the other, leave another, breathe the see and swim in all I hear drown.
Quit the talking, start the walking, hark the blackout and take all they would give.
Silent violence, absent kindness, bark the truth out and let nobody live.

[TimelessSymphony]

"Monsters In The Dark"... kinda short though...

As the creature move forward, the shadow grew bigger..
Feeding on the victims fear, everyone on their knees..
No one can hear them scream, as he would chop off their head...

[DebraKadabra]

Thats angrily good Deb.

  Thanks, dude.  Yours ain't too shabby either, same with THED6's.

TS - is that it?  Seems a bit short, liked where it was going.



Here's another one of mine.  It's older, but one of my favorites pieces I've written.

Pointless Rhyming Rant

Self-delusion only leads to confusion
Reality is just a formality
We find in the mind that the eyes are blind
to any duality in morality
or the absence of mirth in dearth

Are we left to assume that we cannot resume
our roles as fools?  Or are we just tools used to prove there's no test at our behest?
Half empty or half full?  What a load of bull
when we treat the arcane as profane
or say there's sanity in our vanity.

I can't decide whether the statement I chide
is moronic or colonic--either way, suffice it to say
we caught that flu in the human zoo
while life took a backseat to strife.

Why be at such a quandary?  All we're doing is the laundry of the world that we've unfurled.
Perturbed?  Disturbed?  Cemented or demented?
How now sacred cow--worship the divine bovine while the haze is blazed in the fazed, crazed daze
of our own worst nightmare.  Kiddies, BEWARE.
There's sagacity in my tenacity... or is it veracity
keeping me off of the edge of the ledge
where I'm standing, yet not demanding
and reliever to this fever
that has caught my brain in this train
with the loose caboose dangling in the noose.

So.  What's my point in this joint?

Not a goddamned thing!!

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

I honestly don't  think anything I post here is great by ANY means, but I like it when Tick goes so I'm gonna see how many more times I can do that.


  ...


Although I did write something for this, I decided not to, because of the Colorado shooting. I think we've had enough talk of death and slaughter. So, I'm going to try being different today.

Insurgence! I reject your lies, and blind out your eyes, while searching for new hope.
Emergence! I see brand new days, in int'resting ways, it's my own way to cope.
Chastising! You bounce off our backs, and fall into cracks, a working solution.
Uprising! It's not new to us, we know how to trust, in our revolution.
Fighting to speak out, is what we do, while in lue
Acting the tyrant, setting the score, nothing more
You are a blackout, fuck all your flags, pack your bags
Doing what you can't, smoking you out, no more doubt
THIS IS HOW WE RISE!

[DebraKadabra]

Very well written, man.

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

Thanks, Deb. When can I expect the next one from you?

[DebraKadabra]

Right now!

Once again, I have an untitled bit of spew for you folks.   This is loosely based on some of the lyrics from "Hate To Feel" by Alice in Chains.




Acid tears
Bitter taste
Soulless heart
What a waste
Acid tears
Blinding rain
Deafening thunder
Hear the pain

Acid soul
Damaged emotions
Festering inside
My fragile devotion
Acid soul
Tainted water
Love thy son
Stifle thy daughter

Acid heart
Broken dreams
Can't feel my mind
Or hear my screams
Acid heart
No tomorrow
Sleep forever
Drown my sorrow

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Thank you, sir, may I have another?   Yet another untitled scribing...


Wave upon wave of tortured emotion
crashes onto the bare and rocky beach of my soul
Waves turn into raging rivers and overflowing seas
No wonder I feel as though I'm drowning
Tortured calm rapidly turns into sedate panic
Opposites need not attract in the eye of the growing storm

Drizzling showers quickly turn again into sheets of blinding rain
spawning black tornadoes of guilt and furious anger
The funnel clouds rip and tear at the seams of my so-called sanity
doing only superficial damage as the funnel spawn
die as quickly as they were born
and displacing thoughts as randomly as a roulette wheel landing on double-zero

The storm gives way to sunshine, cerulean skies
and bright, discernible rainbows
I cannot find the pot of gold amidst the wreckage--the mind implosion may take months to clean up

[Tick]

Lullaby for the Damned



Now I lay me down to hate
Don't pray for me, it's way too late
If you dare my soul to take
Fuck you God, I'll wake and bake

How about...

Now I lay me down to sin
Satisfied it makes me grin
If I'm pure when I awake
Grab my gun, a life to take
Amen

Hows that for dark?

[DebraKadabra]

Very nice indeed.

[Ben_Jamin]

A secret she whispered in my ear
grew in my head as I walked away
She lays her head down beside the fire
showing no sign of sleep
her mind plays the scene

The fires light dims while the thunder weeps
the sky changes shape in the rhythm of the wind
Rain drops dance on her head
whispering a prayer

Still born in her eyes the fire intense
It must've been the silence singing those songs

[ohgar]

Good stuff, ohgar

thanks DebraKadabra but your poetry is equally as good

[DebraKadabra]

Good stuff, ohgar

thanks DebraKadabra but your poetry is equally as good

Shucks...

Liking the new one, Ben.

[Ben_Jamin]

Good stuff, ohgar

thanks DebraKadabra but your poetry is equally as good

Shucks...

Liking the new one, Ben.

Yeah, I'm gonna edit as I restructured it.

[DebraKadabra]

I'd have to say that the restructuring of that helped - it's not as ambiguous an end as you'd originally posted.

[Ben_Jamin]

I'd have to say that the restructuring of that helped - it's not as ambiguous an end as you'd originally posted.

Thanks.

[DebraKadabra]

You're quite welcome.

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

I held my breath until she woke, silent screams are beside me
She tried to turn her eyes t'ward me, the stitches are what kept her
I longed to taste her tear-filled glaze, Silently gliding nearer
Despite my life, without its joy, I swung the hammer with glee
Her skin
It tears
Beyond
Her bones
I forgot how deep inside her thighs
I saw
Stitches
Fly off
In waves
As she sat up in painful reprise
So I hastened her ugly demise
I grabbed
The knife
I left
Up top
And let it fall into her eyes
Until
she cried
No more
She lay there in her bloody bed, It hurt to know misery
My joy was lost in impatience, I know I can't get it back
Now I drag the body to sleep, Down in the river to crack
I held my breath until it sank, Taking with it sanity

[DebraKadabra]

 

That's heavy, but VERY good.

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Kind of along the same lines, but not quite as... yeah...

*untitled*

ever deepening downward spiral
twisting and coiling crooked
right to the black heart of you
death defying logic blinding
madness rants along
as you wail your evil, insane,
sadly pathetic song

you think you know, you have no clue
your creepy leer, your burned-out grin
your emptiness in your own skin
behind your eyes there's nothing there
not one to keep or one to share
it's my own fault, I knew not what you are
I never did, but I found out
what wastelands lie behind your empty eyes

psychotic and warped right to the core
you tore my heart right out
with all of your fears and constant needless doubt
not doubt in me--look inside yourself
your soul's not there, it's somewhere else
you're not that much, but you know how to charm
but you're not my problem anyway
so fuck off and get on with your sad life
you're not worth my words or thoughts
you spineless bastard, and you will not
have my esteem or good will
for my gifts were not yours to open

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^ That was loosely inspired by Jerry Cantrell's "Bargain Basement Howard Hughes" and a REALLY bad breakup.

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

 

[DebraKadabra]

 

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

Fucking is what I do best, HOORAY!
I'm better than all of the rest, YOU SAY!
I let them shit onto my chest, WHAT? HEY!
And that is why I am the best  ...uh, no.



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