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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #490 on: November 14, 2013, 09:55:20 AM »
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #491 on: November 14, 2013, 02:00:15 PM »
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #492 on: November 15, 2013, 08:40:40 PM »
Wind blows faster
Darkness closes in

Monsters grow strong
Courage grows thin

Air grows cold
Pressure is free

It begins to rain
Then I begin to see

All of us alive
In the darkness sinning

Fear is futile
There is no winning

Some crave death
Others call for mother

Then we all realize
We are monsters to each other
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #493 on: November 16, 2013, 10:12:56 PM »
Cry of the forest
Unseen by humanity
Death by apathy
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #494 on: November 24, 2013, 03:52:04 PM »
The Sky Suspended

i.

Silent movement
Silver sky

From the world, removed
Under the clouds it dies

Flowing quickly by the wind
The trees softly mourn

Natural state of all things
By which life is torn

Such loss stirs nothing
Yet it is felt for years

Look at the moon and reflect
Feel its silver tears

ii.

Escaped from oppression
Floating down the river
Reached the foot of the hill
There the prophets shiver

Reach the top
Meet your friends
Then you find
It is near the end

Oppression spreads
Impending death
Try to argue
Threaten to final breath

Close the doors
Block them tight
Pray for the best
Then realize your might

iii.

Oppression hunts only the biggest beasts
A few who run mean nothing, free
Yet those who run are intelligent
Lesser amount, oppression kills what is meant

Brought the fastest runners
Fighters are left behind
The sky is suspended
Tension rises high

Foot of the hill
Remember the plan
Run to the farm
Time to kick up the sand

iv.

"Show courage, friends
Sheer will will keep life from ending
I will be back soon
Willing to sacrifice
But to save you all
I must bring oppression vice."

Those who remain fight till death
Oppression remains, like the lone wolf
With gaping jaws, to steal every breath
Extreme cruelty eclipses the evil
To oppression there will be no reprieve

v.

The four who left reach their destination
The plan: release the beast to give them salvation
Stealthily they walk to the entrance
And release him, as he is a lance
In the heart of evil against a nation

A relay race from the farm to the hill
The beast would chase them, dangerous still
Life hangs from the suspended sky
Must be caught with infinite caution
Like the dragonfly

vi.

In the halls of the castle
Head of the army fights the sentinel
Life of both drains and falls
Soon there may be a requiem for all

The clouds above the castle
Fear the fight below
One screams "Run for you lives!"
They begin to lose their foes

The sentinel remains, tired
Head of the army left
Above, the beast slaughters all
The rest of them must have been deaf

"Dogs aren't dangerous!"

vii.

Clouds begin to part
Dust begins to clear
Oppression has finally vanished
There is no reason to fear

Evil is slaughtered
The ground is stained
They had to be really tough
For all these rabbits to be maimed
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #495 on: November 26, 2013, 08:47:25 PM »
One Book Down

Familiar creatures, gone insane
Gained our knowledge, yet remain
New found fear, among others, constant
Strange occurrence, broken conscience

Wounds erupt, death is far
Pain forever, endless scars
On the road, slashed by the air
One book down, the others stare



Based off a REALLY weird dream I had. Don't ask. *shudder*
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #496 on: December 01, 2013, 06:40:29 PM »
The soul pulses with life, unending
Comes close to death, but always mending
Empty memories when attached
Heartbeat begins when death is a match

Candle of life is lit by dreams
Yet not always, it seems
The candle must only exist
For some the light is only a risk
To those, the optimistic remark
Those they speak of live in the dark

The soul finds a body right
Out of the womb, the pulses give sight
Death out of reach, there is the light
In a few years the soul finds might

The flame turns life to memories
With no dream, life becomes stale
A cold ending, not a person to see
Unfortunate they feel they failed
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #497 on: December 11, 2013, 09:28:31 PM »
This thread needs a bump
Sad to see creation die
Bring some good content!
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #498 on: December 20, 2013, 05:44:35 PM »
Pleasure and excitement scream in terror
Withering in the depths together
draped in fear,
their willingness disappears

Pleasure and excitement shall dream forever

« Last Edit: December 21, 2013, 10:52:05 AM by Ben_Jamin »
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #499 on: December 21, 2013, 09:22:48 AM »
On top of the sky
Sensible perception dies

As the chill of the noble north
Aurora found below, with no wolf

Death lives only in paranoia
Perhaps they aren't so wrong
You cannot live worshiping death, though
It is optimism for which I long

Gray field below, endless abyss
And yet it will soon be missed
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #500 on: December 21, 2013, 10:47:40 AM »
Oops my bad
I blame my touchscreen keypad
Nothing to see here
It should be quite clear....

I just went and myself
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #501 on: January 04, 2014, 11:52:50 PM »
Railrunner sirens burst the doors of sleeping silence,
The sun washes away the dew revealing the shine in its eyes
Birds sing songs of a beautiful healthy morn,
"May our young fufill their duties of life"

Ambulances sirens pry the doors of immediate madness
The sun sits aware the chaos effect caught the people unprepared
Coyotes wail songs of a somber remorse
"May our elders fufill their duties...in the winter sky"
« Last Edit: January 05, 2014, 12:02:36 AM by Ben_Jamin »
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #502 on: January 14, 2014, 09:56:54 PM »
Passion, flickers its eyes
Cowardly tears take their leap
Illustrations
frustration proceeds, fufilling
The migration



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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #503 on: January 14, 2014, 10:11:22 PM »
Interesting images come from that one, nice  :tup

Here's a dark one, which I wrote in a stream of consciousness listening to the Finale of Dmitri Shostakovich's 5th Symphony (I almost always have instrumental music playing in my ear when writing)

Eagle-Feathered Vulture

Up in the air
Death stares
People below fight
They think they have might

Presence is constant
Slaughter is fast yet unending
Ground shines red
War is never dead

Sometimes it calms down
Only to build even worse
Throw more corpses onto the mound
Who will be the first?

They think they triumph
The trumpets play their war song
Only to cry out in pain
Soon their souls will be slain

Many mourn for the recently gone
No triumph now
Sometimes they look up
Hear the bird which allowed

Looming death over their heads
Vultures in the feathers of eagles
People thought help would come
Instead, blasted into the ground.
« Last Edit: January 14, 2014, 10:18:17 PM by Lucien »
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #504 on: January 14, 2014, 10:26:25 PM »
The weight of the air
Broke them down, can't stare
Not fear, but requirement
Minds that work hard, unfortunate

Every face feels the pain
But let me rest before I am slain
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #505 on: January 17, 2014, 11:55:43 AM »
I have not written lyrics in awhile but wrote this, filled to the brim with cheery perspective...

City on the moon

Going to a place that’s cold and dark
Free from all the pain and circumstances
I’ve had my time on earth, I left my mark
Take me to that place that’s cold and dark

I cried out all my tears I have no more
Don’t want to know what else there is in store
All the hope and kindness, is fleeting now it’s gone
The darkest hour comes before the dawn

Chorus
I’m moving to a city on the moon
Time to pack my bags I’m leaving soon
I lost my faith there’s nothing left
Nothing more to do
I on my way I’m going to the moon

I see the people sitting in the park
Wondering what went wrong, no time for dances
 Once we had some hope, but now it all seems lost
The overwhelming pain has left its mark

If you had the chance would you take it?
They say that life is only what you make it
All the things we try but do not change
Sometimes we find its best to rearrange

Repeat chorus
 
« Last Edit: January 17, 2014, 12:12:58 PM by Tick »
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #506 on: January 17, 2014, 12:17:41 PM »
thas a cool rap thread u guys havin' here

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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #507 on: January 18, 2014, 11:07:48 AM »
This is the end game, the writings on the wall
 Let me know how it all works out, when you take the fall
The sky is falling, pick it up; we have no time for that
 In time you all will understand, what this was all about
 The clock on the wall says it’s time to go, but you’re still hanging on
 Just let go, it is you’re time, don’t fight answer the call
 In the end what was it worth, the values up to you
 Live your life with no regrets for soon your time is through
 In essence we are all the same, fragile at our core
 Some of us just play the game with just a few less flaws
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #508 on: January 18, 2014, 05:09:28 PM »
My teacher is gone
No more frost on the pumpkin
Goodbye Mr. Greer

(he was our PE teacher... he would always say that the perfect running weather was when there was "frost on the pumpkin".   I was sad to find out that he passed away yesterday)
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #509 on: January 18, 2014, 05:58:37 PM »
I can't write for shit
I make Vogon poetry
Look like it's by Frost
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #510 on: January 19, 2014, 09:12:33 AM »
There was one time a man from Nantucket
who kept all his money in a bucket.
   But his daughter, Nan,
   made a run with a man.
Basic English is hard, so bucket.
« Last Edit: January 19, 2014, 10:43:44 AM by Modah »


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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #511 on: January 19, 2014, 03:24:03 PM »
All these dudes and galsin here
Ain't got nothing to fear
Jiggin, in the hizzle
Yeah fo shizzle

We are the dtf, going strong
From the .net days till the hit of the gong,
Of the epic Grand Finale.
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #512 on: January 28, 2014, 06:25:16 PM »
Feel the air
Humid and cold
You will not tear
Or grow old

Darkness gives sight
Evil blinded by light
In finding who is right
One can find might

Roar as the dragon
Soar as the eagle
Howl as the wolf
Prowl as the tiger, burning bright

Walking through the forest, vast
Always knowing it is not the last
Watch the clouds above the castle
Forever flying fast

Waves fluttering high
Just above the clouds in the sky
Barely sink below, tension falls
Drops to the bottom, silence to all
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #513 on: January 30, 2014, 10:13:45 PM »
The thin line depletes the love in hate
Is my punishment our test of faith?
With their eyes sewn onto the screen
Force-fed poison seduces fate.

Guardians asleep at the wheel as it gains momentum
Face the fates at the golden gates,
Their eyes were sewn onto the screen
Force-fed poison sealed the date.
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #514 on: February 24, 2014, 02:13:27 PM »
A spiritual crisis arises within
Consuming the essence of the most delicate rose,
From our lucid dreams

While the sky gives birth to the sun
Birds sing in harmony to
A soft pleasurable voice
 in the wind                                   

Sunrays engrave
An intense pleasure where
Hurdles have been
Placed against
Poisonous praise phrases
Hate,
The ink of their sinister power
Reflects off frozen streams
The pen,
Incandescently writes her hearts
Petrifying tale
Possessions left her on her own
Impressions bled her dry

In silence, she awaits protecting
The only surviving seedling
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #515 on: February 25, 2014, 02:21:34 AM »
Elegy for the End

Pull Me Under cuts off so suddenly, why's that?
Maybe it's simply a scam, maybe my copy is broke.

Twenty-five bucks did I pay for my copy, how evil!
I'll give you twenty-five more if you can fix it for me.


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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #516 on: March 21, 2014, 08:14:53 AM »
Sometimes when the light has gone, and only darkness remains can we see certain things for the first time Sometimes only the dark can give us a glimpse of things we could not see in the light. Some truth is only found in darkness
It is in that darkness we make the choice to see things as we have not before and only then can a decision be made that would have the light return to us
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #517 on: March 21, 2014, 03:12:35 PM »
will post sometime soon
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #518 on: March 25, 2014, 03:07:25 PM »
will post sometime soon
Ok, I'm tired of waiting, I'm going to leave now.
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #519 on: March 25, 2014, 03:40:11 PM »
Completely forgot I wrote that  :lol

Well, I've written stuff since then, so here:

Birds dance in the sky
Where the lazy albatross lies
Over the ocean filled with life
Simple thoughts that remove all strife

The real world is felt
Only place where our nightmares melt
The worst stay behind and complete
Fighting dreams to become real

Only in weakness is the nightmare sealed
A remembrance of light is destruction
Fades into the beautiful shadows
Simply wind blowing across the moonlit meadow

And in it the garden of joy and terror grows
Through music the strongest seeds are sewn
Trees that create the wind of nightmares
Fought by the dreams that humbly stare

Bloodless for now until there is weakness
Nightmares are powerful, heard no less
Than the dreams we feel at night
But with them, there are dreams that reveal light
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #520 on: April 02, 2014, 08:10:32 PM »
For the first time I wrote song lyrics:

Unaware

Sky, I cannot see you
It seems a few of your friends decided to turn on you

Time, I cannot feel you
It has come to pass; the sandstorm has faded away

In that we see the light of day
The sandstorm never really faded away
But why we can't feel it, we may never know
The seeds of other troubles have been sewn

Rain, I cannot taste you
The friends of the sky decided it was not the day

Wind, I cannot hear you
The music of the air no longer plays its tune

Then we felt the light of the moon
The wind will never stop playing its tune
But why we can't hear it, we may never know
Discovery is a friend, not a foe

The beauty found in all things of the mind
Rain falls, wind blows, time flying by
After the dust settles, there's a clearing sky
Then apprehensively...
We begin to fly
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #521 on: April 27, 2014, 04:42:00 PM »
Finally, light
Almost finished
In the tunnel I gain might

Time has not been kind
But the pain is almost done
I begin to feel love
And from now on I will run

Can't let the pain get to me
No more will I stop, idly
There is work to be done
And I will finish it fast
Under the beautiful sun

Others may have felt the pain
But it's almost behind me
Soon death will be slain
From the mind it grows
Rip out the seeds that were sewn
And let the wind flow

Under the rain
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #522 on: April 29, 2014, 10:20:06 PM »
Procrastination

I stare into the darkness
Light has a job for me
Looking for distraction
I can never be free

Time flies
Yet like the birds that lie
Under the field of the sky
We do not feel the flight

There is no flight
The tunnel is so short, but black
Only at the end can one find light
For those that search lack

Panic at the end
The tunnel is ending
Only saved by the light
Let go the darkness
And find might
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #523 on: May 05, 2014, 10:54:18 PM »
In the past I find power
Refuge, tense, nourishing

Death was never so far away
Now I am inspired
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #524 on: July 09, 2014, 11:44:48 PM »
Hello, mirror, so glad to see you my friend
It's been a while...
 
Got two new things.  Both still untitled lol :biggrin:
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07/07/2014
 
Flawed
Battered
Thoughts are shattered
Broken
Torn
Feeling very forlorn
Frightened
Lost
Too high, the emotional cost
Cold
Death
Hoping I draw my last breath
(because I feel so dead inside)
 
Candle
Spark
Light in the dark
Escape
Oppression
Your need is obssession
Strength
Might
Very much worth the fight
Freedom
Bliss
I am worthy of this
(it's what I tell myself anyway... )
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06/25/2014
 
Looking for some light in the darkest of nights
when, as if by magic, you appear
offering some shelter from the cold and a strong hand to hold
I feel so much stronger with you here
 
All of my hopes and all of my dreams
seem infinitely possible while we're in the brainstorm
(scattered showers possible throughout the week)
which will wash away all false pretenses
and leave behind a fresh, new existence
where we'll always be together
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