Official Poetry Thread

[DebraKadabra]

Um...

 

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

I really don't know. I was trying to come up with something darker than last, and the first thing that pops into my mind gets written down.
I don't think I should be as proud of it as I am, but at least one person's laughing! 

[DebraKadabra]

Sometimes short and sweet really gets the point across.

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

But at what cost?
Now everybody knows I like to have my chest defiled. The proof is indisputable...it's in poetry for christ's sake.

[DebraKadabra]

 

There IS such a thing as artistic license though.

Okay, I should probably throw another one of mine in here...

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Not quite sure what my inspiration was for this one (I think it was inspiration itself), but I was happy with the result (still am).

Sleeping With My Eyes Wide Open

Everyday habit?  Or lifelong curse?
You'd think that after 20 years I would be closer
to an answer for that
but as we humans do, I'm just meandering along,
searching for some form of inspiration...
or is it true madness?
Let's go to the map - I may have once needed
some form of therapy, but I don't need no
head-shrinker fouling the already muddied and muddled mind stew
I can do that quite well on my own, but
thank you so much for playing along
No, true inspiration seems to hit either
like a bolt of lightning or a ton of bricks
No middle ground
and when the electric brick storm has passed
I'm always left with the same question
"What the hell just happened?!"
Better to just clean up the wreckage and go on
Thinking too much can be hazardous in this scenario
and it's not Federally funded either
Time for the ever handy game face again
as I pretend at things that honestly bore me to sanity
Eek!  Duty is calling... where's that damn snooze button?
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[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

 

I hear life echoing down from me
It berates me
And creates tension easily
I enter following openly
I am not me
Why is this happening to me?
One more blood drop

She seeks me after I've gone to sleep
How do we miss
Why does she always want to keep
On my case, plunging her thorns down deep
I become weak
And the blood lost its will to reap
Fall from the top

Mistress I need to know how to stop you
Threaten me, patiently, I bid adieu
to the life I knew
I am being stabbed by you
Please, I beg, mercy quick, blood is so thin
Alcohol, knew it all, why do you grin?
Now I know it's true
I was meant to die by you.

(Listen to "A Thousand Years" by Christina Perri and it will all make sense)

[DebraKadabra]

Holy shit, dude...
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Here's another one of mine, inspired by she who purports to be my mother.


I am not here for your amusement
for I fail to see the comedy in this
I was not placed on this planet to be your punching bag
I'm already aching and bruised enough, thank you very much
I do not exist to be your scapegoat
to conveniently lay your blame and guilt upon
I was not born to be your clown
I'm allergic to the face paint anyway
My survival does not depend upon
your constant laughter at my expense

You don't deserve to be in my thoughts at all as it is
for you are worthless, weak, and simple-minded
I don’t need your excess negativity
I have enough of my own to last the rest of my days
I don't have time for your doubts, fears, and worries
I'm too old for that shit, remember?
Above all else, I don't have room for you in my life
Especially since the more things change, the more they stay the same

So go right ahead and hold your grudges against me
If that's what helps you to sleep at night
It's your loss, you know
but blame me anyway, if that's what you feel you must do
since you're too chicken to tell me how you really feel
I can see that your fantasy world is much more fragile than mine
regardless of whether you care to admit to it or not
It's not my fault that your daddy left you
It's not my fault that your life didn't turn out the way you wanted it to
It's not my fault that your husband left you
It's not my fault that you pushed me away when you needed me the most
It's not my fault that your logic is flawed
and it's not my fault that you can't be happy for me
That is YOUR cross to bear, not mine
I don't want your fucking baggage anyway, since you're still clinging on to it for dear life
Piss off and leave me the hell alone then
I don’t need someone like you in my life
and I sure as hell don't need your disapproval of everything that I attempt
Since nothing will EVER be good enough for me
You're not God
so who the hell are YOU to fucking judge?
Let he who is without sin cast the first stone
Or did you not read that in The Bible?
Oh fuck it, just leave me be

[Ben_Jamin]

Gradually days increase speed
As I watch the leaves
Knowing its all up to me
to speak the truth thats been asleep

Its my destiny to foresee
The outcomes that be
Its time to be set free

a gasp of air instills the purpose
Poison flows within, diminishing
The only chance
Soon it's decision will be depleted

By the grace of the great unknown
Its up to me to be
Who I want to see
fulfill my destiny.

[DebraKadabra]

That's really good, dude.

[Ben_Jamin]

That's really good, dude.

Thanks. I thought so too, for it being on the spot.

[DebraKadabra]

Ooo wow, even better then!

[Ben_Jamin]

Hurry up
don't get caught
tomorrow is approaching near

please don't fear
incoming
planetary dimensional

Beings that hold our knowledge forgotten
by the wisest of men
once, we the sacred
scoured for the truth
in simple alignments
Yet, what we have found
veiled in obscurity

We are left to wonder
where the end will leave us
instead the sky disguises
the memories of time

hurry up
dont get caught
tomorrow's approaching near

please don't fear
serendipity
she will cure us of this.

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

 

[DebraKadabra]

Ben with another good one.

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

Vast amounts of endless space are circling 'round my head.
Hearing nights of countless screams, I must now claim my dead.
I walk in silence up to her and grab her by the hair.
The ninety pounds of soulless dirt are heavy in the air.
Dragged from the door into the street I know they all are staring.
I pause to scan their naked eyes and prove the loss of caring.
Continuing, I leave my mark upon the door from whence she came.
I write in blood to warn the rest that this could be them, all the same.
Her body whispered the frost of death, while creeping in time with my watch.
It wasn't until I reached the cliff's edge that i mourned out my last notch.
I hung her in place on the tree that we met, thinking of life without her.
Not wanting to leave, I chose to believe that we were destined together.
The town doesn't talk about December tenth, and rightly so 'cause we want peace.
We swing in our time, hands held like a rhyme, until we see our final release.

[DebraKadabra]

 

Good.  REALLY good.  I'll post up another one of mine soon - pressed for time at the moment.

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

Thanks Deb, but I hope you know the only reason I keep doing this is cause I get  responses of  .

[Ben_Jamin]

Real good imagery THED.

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

Thanks Ben. I appreciate it. when can I expect the next one from you? I look forward to having a mind blown.

And so in the darkest night in my mind, I draw out my vein and drop.
Seldom does the wreckage, left behind time, force the blood inside to stop.
Deep in nocturne as I bask in my dirge,
Moonlight, so bright, casts the light on my urge.
I slaughtered the pearl I so deeply love.
Inside I will urge punishment above.
And so in the darkest day of my heart, I claw away my mistake.
Seldom does the wreckage, left by my part, force the love inside to break.

[DebraKadabra]

Excellently done, dude!

A short one from me...
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Salvation?

I didn't know that my salvation
was going to be offered at a discount price
"Act within the next ten minutes and
we'll throw in an additional prayer for you
at no extra charge!  But you'd better act fast,
supplies are limited."

Who knew that The Higher Power could
be sold to the highest bidder?
Oh wait... that would be e-Bay

[Ben_Jamin]

This is a concept i'm working on...this is two parts of however many I decide to end up with.

"Upon our thrones spectating the living globe
Mans limit and endurance we shall test."
"If this pitiful, worthless, so-called man, can somehow
Return to his once peaceful mind. Then it will be settled,
Whom shall receive their fragile lives"

"No more can I take this, reliving each day the same
Through all the fuzz it seems clear
No one can save me now.

At the break of dawn
I will announce my verdict

II.

As Far as I can remember,
When I played with the other kids
It didn't seem to matter
Then when I got older, I understood
Why I was left swinging alone

No,mother to plant the seeds of a heart
No father to grow it into a tree

Memories grasp,my emotions
Tugging until I drop
Screaming and crying.."

"Give up. Hope has deserted you.
Just take two of these to ease away
As you peacefully drift in sleep."

"Tomorrow is another day
Tomorrow is another chance
Tomorrow is the beginning."

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

 

[DebraKadabra]

 

 

[Ben_Jamin]

Thanks. I've been working on this for awhile now.

[Ben_Jamin]

Blanketed by stars
I lay and question
this synthesized design

Comfortable night sleeps silent
The sons(sun) arise(arrives)
In a field of fire
The entire world in disbelief
an event this big would dawn

Overlooking the village
The essence of the dead
declares it's presence
as mist they wander
awaiting forgiveness for their sins

Souls traverse spaces vast planes

gathering information
daylight embarks on a journey
for his love
In nightly visits
she sings
a lullabye of comfort.

Vision blurred
subconscious senses real
Yelling, as silence echoes

the stars were the brightest I've ever seen

[DebraKadabra]

Is that a continuation of the one you started?  Regardless, GREAT work.

[Ben_Jamin]

Is that a continuation of the one you started?  Regardless, GREAT work.

Nope, one I had and decided to share on here.


Here's one that I just wrote in a whim of emotional sadness, we lost a person whom was a great man and sadly was taken early.

War Cry

Death shows no signs of mercy
Sadness dampens the spotlight of the sun
clouds burst as heavens gate
opens for this warriors fate

We fight this battle for our culture
saying "fuck you" to the vulture
whom encircles, anticipating our fail
as we restore and lift the veil

As one our love is strong
Our hearts unite in song
For we are not afraid

[DebraKadabra]

Another great one.

Figured it was also time for another installment of mine...
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*untitled*

I hear your deafening silence in my mind
echoing over and over until it becomes a dull roar
It drives me ever closer to the edge of madness
Hope grows weaker in the days and weeks that pass me by
Much like Titanic on that fateful, cold night
I'm as doomed as that "unsinkable" floating palace
because I'm afraid I've erected a Bible-black, monstrous wall of cold iron around myself
and I'm doomed to an icy death because that iron wall is as brittle as my resolve
to keep thoughts of you away from my tortured soul
and there aren't enough lifeboats to rescue my hopes and dreams
"Women and children first!" is the cry heard loud and often across the calm, glass-like ocean
but my fate is sealed--the "watertight" bulkheads in my heart have been breached
I feel as though I may split in two
and there is no Carpathia steaming at full speed to come to my aid

[Ben_Jamin]

Love how you incorporate those proper nouns.

[masterthes]

Please be gentle

Dark Angel

She walks the night; streets cold and black.
She has lost her way and cannot trace it back.
It's an unknown place to her; void of time and space.
A place of cold uncertainty, devoid of the human race.
She hears footsteps behind her, a stranger is at her back.
Should she turn around, or should she pick up the slack?
Out of fear and suspicion, she decides on the latter.
She was in desperate need to get home, she wasn't in the mood to chatter
Our heroine's pace quickened, so did the stranger's.
She senses the awful truth that she's in imminent danger.
With every step she goes, the stranger goes faster.
What person is this, she wonders, a freak of nature?
She turns a corner, and that corner will have to do.
She is stuck at a dead end, her days are seemingly through.
Scared to the core, she turns to meet her attacker.
He is a tall man, dressed in black attire.
She asks "What do you want?" He smiles in reply.
"My darling", he says, "to live and see you die.
I have lived through the ages, constantly hunting by night.
I sleep through the day, cursed by the light.
I'm the epitome of evil, through and through.
My victims are damsels just like you.
Don't worry my dear, your pain will come to an end.
Your dark angel has come, and to Heaven you'll ascend."
He comes to her, she is paralysed with fear.
Her last sight were his razor sharp teeth, cutting her life that was so dear.
He takes her life, as he has done many times before.
His existence has been filled with blood, lust, and gore.
No heavenly light will he find, nor death's sweet embrace.
Pity him not; he loves belonging to his race.
Vampire is he, who longs for everlasting life,
Who brings death to all in the shadows of the night

[Ben_Jamin]

I like it, could do without the last.two lines. It makes it more descriptive.

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

So many good things coming from this thread. Don't stop.



It's 12:13 and the court is waiting to hear what he has to say.
The defense is sick of hearing the stabs the prosecutors are plugging with today.
The newscasters are waiting in the great hall while the clouds roam cold and grey.
And I'm sitting with my daughter waiting for what he has to say.

It's 1:09 and the jury is shifting their weight as he speaks his mind.
Word after word is spewed about Tuesday but I can tell he's being undermined.
My wife died because of him and I'm left with the test of learning to be kind.
I can tell the jury wants him hung, but that's not on my mind.

It's 3:44, and the time has come to burn his fire.
The jury declares him guilty of all thirteen convictions, proving he was just a liar.
Life is what awaits him, my daughter weeps, but I feel rage burning higher.
The newscaster and waiting to hear what he says, but I open fire.

[DebraKadabra]

Love how you incorporate those proper nouns.

Thank you muchly, Mister Jamin.

I like it, could do without the last.two lines. It makes it more descriptive.

I'd have to agree - but really good otherwise.

So many good things coming from this thread. Don't stop.

No problem.  Your last is quite
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Another installment...  this time with a title.

Merciful Insanity

Mercy cries, "Give me peace!"
Insanity cries, "Give me pain!"
Such a fine line we seem to tread
over and over, again and again

My mercy is not quite peaceful
Painful insanity is what's on the bill
Pay the tab when the night turns to day
Or not... don't mind me, just do what you will

A tortured effect affects me too much
So much so that sleep flies away
From the pit of my gut I feel...
I don't know... and don't ask me to play

For I'm not in the mood for childish games
or emotions that are too cryptic to figure out
Honesty, please... with a side of the truth
THAT is what I want this to be about

So I delay my reactions ad infinitum
while waiting to see what's new in the game
Is truth to be found, or do lies run amok?
Don't matter to me... predictably, to me, it's all the same

So here I still sit, watching and waiting
for some sort of divine logic to be found
IS beauty the truth, and truth beauty?
Who gives a flying fuck, and why the hell are you still around?

Get the fuck out of my face, there's nothing to be seen
in this mad, ranting face that you behold
Enigma wrapped in riddle... yeah, that'll work...
The truth?  That's just another lie yet to be told

[DebraKadabra]

So... I hate to bump this without adding anything, but I'm working on something longer than a "poem".  I think my muse has come back full force.

[ThroughHerEyesDude6]

Take your time. Nobody ever said you had to have poetry. And if they did, well then I guess I just don't care.

Titty sprinkles in my pants.
overconfidence in plans.
Outside simply kicking cans.
And I'm out of ideas.