Official Poetry Thread

[Onno]

Danger waits in silent shade
Sinister whispers cry my name
Patience overgrows its cage

Revenge for you my dearest one
They stole from you our secret psalm
In the distance
I can hear
Our melodies
badly sung

No regrets carried
onto the cold winter lake
satin withered scarves
unveil what lies
within their eyes

No regrets buried
beneath the impure soil
satin withered scarves
That veil what lies
within her eyes

Nice piece of poetry, Ben. I like it.

It's really good indeed.

[Ben_Jamin]

In early dawn
Lineage is severed
Our ties to the Interstellar
Intelligence of changes within
The cycle that orbits our hearts
                      "Brother, Don't forget our truce."
United Kinship unveils
A love none had known
Merged they're sure to stride
On the mountainside.
                       "Brother, why can't you recall my name...
                        nor the melodies I sing."

[Super Dude]

Hello poetry thread. For the first time since '09, I finally have some work to present to you.

https://novelboy.deviantart.com/art/Eureka-363528297

[PuffyPat]

I might post some of my stuff after I'm done with my poetry class this semester. They're all still in the revision process, so I'll see how it goes.

[Super Dude]

That may be why I'm not getting very many views on DA; that poem was hot off the press. Criticisms appreciated.

[Tick]

Life… so hard to make sense of at times, and even harder if you actually try. A combination of pleasure and pain, we hope our good outweighs the bad. From the day we are born we exist to make our best go of it. Hopefully in the end we can understand it a bit better. It’s something we are exceedingly excited about at times, and at others we just learn to endure. We wear the various masks of humankind. We are angry. We are scared. We are strong at times and we vulnerable and childlike at other times. We are all caring. We are cold and callous. We are genuine and sincere. We are fake and superficial. Our family and friends keep us sane, and thankful. Our family and friends drive us to the brink of insanity. The good we see in this world overwhelms us at times to the point of tears. The pain of a world filled with evil try’s to penetrate our souls daily but we shut out as much as we can because desensitized is the only way to cope with things our brains can’t make sense of.
In summation… We find satisfaction and contentment is always fleeting. A couple of drinks, a fancy dinner, a musical event, the big game... We live for those moments always waiting for the next one to bring us to that place where it all seems good. In the end our time is limited. Live, love, give, and forgive.

[DebraKadabra]

Oh Poetry Thread... how I've neglected you.

It's only fair that I add something I wrote recently to try and make up for it.
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*untitled*

Losing concentration
Mental breakdown
Fighting a losing battle
while my mind drifts away
Thoughts are fractured
Feelings shattered
Why can't I escape?

Tortured brain
drives me insane
I'm drowning; won't you please help me?
Out of time
and out of my mind
You've already turned your back on me
Betrayed
Dismayed
I thought I could trust you
I'm a fool for ever believing in you
Just walk away, it's always easier
I'll make it through somehow
Don't burden yourself any further
Why should I care if you don't?
================
(loosely inspired by James LaBrie's "In Too Deep")

[Ben_Jamin]

It's still sits there
Pretending to care
Why should I bear?
If its just sitting there
I do not dare
Ask the night

Sunrays engrave an intense pleasure
Where hurdles have been placed
Against poisonous praise phases.

Still it stands
Defending the brand
We all made so grand     
No one must feed its hand
For all that's planned
Shall fix it right.

[Ben_Jamin]

Wake up
Shake the sleep
The birds arise and sing
"Let's do this"

As the sun
shines its smile
An energy conduction
I wave and reply
"Lets do this"

Strength to face the inevitable
Courage to face my fears
Wise to their delusions disease
I ask the sky
To ignite my eyes

[Ben_Jamin]

Think its time to ressurect this....


Lens flares morph
Face the fear within
Accept the truth
Its never what we expect.

Gravitate
Levitate

Long lost pleasures
Hidden treasures
Fragments of reality

Could this be it?
The answer to it all?
Or will we be
Drifting the cosmic sea?

[Crazy4DT]

Our love is like a blossom, frozen in the first frost
Brilliant colors and delicate form preserved in ice
Until the sun comes out

Our love is like a stagnant pond
Pungent perfumes of water lilies fill the senses
As they rot over a film of scum

Our live is like a marble crypt
Encasing within it
The remains of us.

[Crazy4DT]

Think its time to ressurect this....


Lens flares morph
Face the fear within
Accept the truth
Its never what we expect.

Gravitate
Levitate

Long lost pleasures
Hidden treasures
Fragments of reality

Could this be it?
The answer to it all?
Or will we be
Drifting the cosmic sea?

I like this one, Ben.

[Lucien]

-yeah, no, this one's crap-

[Ben_Jamin]

I felt like writing,  this is what it it is...I refined it and feel its presentable at least.

WT - RE:

In the evenings monsoon
Echoes cry in the distant skies
Where all life resides
Vibrations erupt in tune

The canyons carved melodies, rhyme with the tide
The ensuing hurricane rips my flesh
Propelled beyond the crux

A viscious cyclone leeches from the blood
Of the Garden
We are all but dust and grains within.

[Lucien]

  That's amazing.

[Ben_Jamin]

Here's one I just came up with,  no revisions. Its like a free flow.

In a vivid trance I ponder
This society we consider reality
Nothing much has changed...

These intellectual beings conform
The diversity of man. 
Mythical fairy tales of forgotten folklore
Kept silent by their raging minds. 

Genocide of the spirit within
(We) sacrifice the last remaining son...
Questioning his existence, he sleeps eternally
Observing the perspective, the One has given him

The madness is too much to comprehend, 
He lays and wonders why?
Cultures have died.

Bartered knowledge keeps the world
Spinning toward an age
When all of man will see
We are all but one entity
Disguised as many, yet
Discovering as one.

[Ben_Jamin]

Life… so hard to make sense of at times, and even harder if you actually try. A combination of pleasure and pain, we hope our good outweighs the bad. From the day we are born we exist to make our best go of it. Hopefully in the end we can understand it a bit better. It’s something we are exceedingly excited about at times, and at others we just learn to endure. We wear the various masks of humankind. We are angry. We are scared. We are strong at times and we vulnerable and childlike at other times. We are all caring. We are cold and callous. We are genuine and sincere. We are fake and superficial. Our family and friends keep us sane, and thankful. Our family and friends drive us to the brink of insanity. The good we see in this world overwhelms us at times to the point of tears. The pain of a world filled with evil try’s to penetrate our souls daily but we shut out as much as we can because desensitized is the only way to cope with things our brains can’t make sense of.
In summation… We find satisfaction and contentment is always fleeting. A couple of drinks, a fancy dinner, a musical event, the big game... We live for those moments always waiting for the next one to bring us to that place where it all seems good. In the end our time is limited. Live, love, give, and forgive.

I can't believe I haven't read this.

Our time is limited indeed.
Live,  Laugh,  Play

[Lucien]

I wrote this poem for TempusVox, inspired by this thread: https://www.dreamtheaterforums.org/boards/index.php?topic=39688.0

the blood is tainted with fire
soon to be purged, vulnerable
what is left begins to grow, dire
a requiem of all sane men, durable

flesh is torn, life grows threadbare
feels like a nerve about to tear
constant pain, energy fading
hard to move, body quaking

true depression, hopes to end
perhaps by death, better by mend
the heart requires love, we can provide
hang tight, for it will soon be revived

days fly by, months grow colder
try to find the candle holder
a point of light one can grasp
for it was never too much to ask

sliced open again, forced to slowly heal
creativity loses its mysterious appeal
darkness comes in like a flood
the abyss opens wide, howling for blood

don't let yourself fall, life is too precious
we won't let you remain so breathless
the time is now again, rise above
perhaps you didn't realize...

you live surrounded by love.

[jammindude]

Watching MST
This show ended way too soon
I miss it so much

[Ben_Jamin]

Lucien, that's pretty darn good.

[Lucien]

into the deep sky
finding nothing except the loss of time

not until one begins to fear for his life
will the sky reveal its treasure in darkness

the paradox of the crystalline light found in darkness
overshadowed by the worthless light of comfort

some call it beautiful, others chaotic
the union of opposition creates the only truth

death is drawn over endless time
torturous, yet when I'm
observing such things, my
mind only sees beauty.

the sadistic tendencies of the creative human
overshadowed by the light of the sky, deep as his eyes

[Lucien]

Frozen
A requiem of time, never ending, never moving

Death
A requiem of life, never ending, always trying

Look into the forest
Living wind chimes of mystical life

Filled with an atmosphere of darkness
Yet remaining the brightest place in our mind

Perhaps false perception, yet not insanity
Is light beauty?

Running from the darkness
Heartless fools succumbing
To their instinctual rage and desire for blood

Then you stop
Instinct is beaten by all wisdom
Fights are won easily by those that think

Then you realize
You succumbed to instinct

Frozen
A requiem of time, never ending, never moving

Death
A requiem of life, never ending, always trying

The heartless fool, beaten by those running from darkness

The crows sing with love
Their love of death, kin to the vultures
And ravens, noble, refusing to sing

The pieces of noble life
Only come from death

Death, the root of all godliness and
All abiding significance
Slowly, the peak of realization is reached
It isn't true, and optimism shines through

Running through the field, only guided
By the wind, provided
By the deadly storms of spring

Optimism, or morbid appreciation
For the things that kill?

A dark realization
Filled with an atmosphere of darkness
Yet remaining the brightest place in our mind

[Ben_Jamin]

Some good stuff there. I like the TRTRTS reference.

[Kotowboy]

I shall now try to make up a poem on the spot ...

" My Wet Pet
My pet fish
My wet fish
Now on a dish.
It was delish.
My ex pet. "

[TempusVox]

I wrote this poem for TempusVox, inspired by this thread: https://www.dreamtheaterforums.org/boards/index.php?topic=39688.0

the blood is tainted with fire
soon to be purged, vulnerable
what is left begins to grow, dire
a requiem of all sane men, durable

flesh is torn, life grows threadbare
feels like a nerve about to tear
constant pain, energy fading
hard to move, body quaking

true depression, hopes to end
perhaps by death, better by mend
the heart requires love, we can provide
hang tight, for it will soon be revived

days fly by, months grow colder
try to find the candle holder
a point of light one can grasp
for it was never too much to ask

sliced open again, forced to slowly heal
creativity loses its mysterious appeal
darkness comes in like a flood
the abyss opens wide, howling for blood

don't let yourself fall, life is too precious
we won't let you remain so breathless
the time is now again, rise above
perhaps you didn't realize...

you live surrounded by love.

 

Very nice. I really enjoyed that. great poem, even better message. Thanks!

[Lucien]

 

I have quite a few other poems that I'll post later (one of which is an epic)

[Lucien]

Abysmal Reverie (a short epic)

i. Intro

Memories of mythical events, lost
Reborn again in total relaxation
Exploration in the darkness, frost
Leave your flight without question
Death impossible, never fear
Souls surrounding you hold you dear
Stream of consciousness, endless, never breathless

ii. Iron Stampede

On the run
Steel bison stampede
Footprints of iron
On either side, trees
Trample the lion
Imminent danger, direction ensured
Wandering aimless, perhaps we are being lured
Soon to discover
Leaping forward
Looking for cover
Suddenly it never existed

iii. Forest Silhouette

On the path
Surrounded by beauty
A rest from insanity, nonexistent
There is no sky, only a gray blanket
Pure wilderness, death killed by joy
Yet the atmosphere is dark, dreary
As I walk forward, towards the lake
I see other trees, blood red
Seemed to be dying, but for whom to make?

iv. Red Trees

Only evil could have caused such
I see a man, he guides me
Brings me to the edge of the lake
Starts to explain the disease

v. Diseased

"An obscure ailment, cured by none
A disease caused by only one
An evil presence feeding on the fibers
Turned to the color of the blood of liars
A true consequence of death
Yet does not harm until final breath
Why is it drawn to my residence, I am unsure
Yet I will never leave
Till the globes end their feed"

vi. Globes of Light

Death, bright
Evil, light
The globes leave the trees, hungry
Appear holy, poison the angry
The forest they consume, with no host
Deadly to all, unseen by most
The legacy of a fallen angel
Destroyed only by true darkness

vii. Darkness

Awake, stunned
For it appears I had won
Darkness achieved
Light revealed
Forest restored, natural beauty
Destruction of light
In the form of a parasite

(based closely on a dream I had)

[Lucien]

Dreams held for years
Magnificent when magnified
Keep them from ending in tears

Significant points of light
Like the dragonfly
Caught with infinite caution

One must not succumb
Insecurity breeds fear
Fear breeds lethargy

Sleeping in your bed
Watching your timeline of majesty
To those with a vision
Bright futures await; your destiny

Manipulate the stars above your head
Let them guide you through the forest
Do not fear ambiguity
Unknown possibility

An unopened maze of infinite endings



THIS THREAD NEEDS A BUMP

[Ben_Jamin]

Desperately I tried to give a damn
Where everything doesn't matter
Impatience glues the puppet mold
Carved in a bloodied dye.

Lost my most precious figures
In the fires revenge
His sinister eyes despise
The madness in mine.

Don't sweat, I'm doin fine....


(Something short)

[Lucien]

Lots and lots of images from a very short poem. Very good.

Opposite of now
Death, the root of all
Seen in future and past
Cynicism and nature
Just like the wind that will last
Fighting for all eternity

[jammindude]

Seattle Seahawks
Going to the Super Bowl
Makes the Niners sad

[Lucien]

Overcast (lyrics to the first song I intend to record)

Eagles fly
Under the field of the sky

Atmospheric architecture, grand
Greatest majesty, not on land

Clouds personify the wind
Fight constantly, can never win

Darkness begins to surround
Hearkening an overture, profound

Weather becomes forlorn
Yet will never fear, never mourn

Distant thunder roars
Treachery is realized
Obey that lion or
You are exorcized

Air is swiftly sliced
Blood of clouds is spilled
Slowly pours out
Over the soaking hill

Temporary death is near
Wind reclaims its simple flow
And the clouds begin to clear

Blood heals the earth
Apathy dies; falls into the sky
The color of grass has worth

Beauty, realized
Darkness is exorcized

[jammindude]

It's such a hard thing
Letting go of bitterness
Leave the past behind

[Ben_Jamin]

Its sitting in the darkness
Lurking...
Its hunger
Craves our essence.

Plastered on the ritual walls
They conjure up its form,
From the furthest galaxy.

Ghastly projections prawl
On the ritual ball...

A pitfall forms beneath their feet
A jynx will not accept defeat.

[Lucien]

Points of light to be obtained
Life: the candle and dream: the flame
Lion's roar and wolf's howl
Do not be tame this hour

Let the mighty darkness surround
Senses heightened by fallen clouds
Then, with a realization, a flash
Light is in control, fog becomes ash

Within the darkness is suffering and pain
Important to become one, not plain
Understand the paradox of the black light
After one knows darkness they can find might