Poetry Night

[ltk007]

Cow

And I want, something I can never have
And I see the light in your eyes
And my broken heart, for my love she cries


If my dreams and destiny were one
If our lips dared to touch
And by the beauty of the sun
Our love will forever be as such


And I dream, of days long before
And for you; I see the dawn of my love
You, beautiful angel from heaven above


If In your arms, I am forever secure
If I gave you my lips' undying affection
Forever you're love, my soul's one and only cure
In my eyes you see your own beauty's reflection


And for you my sprit laments; my longing, bitter salt tears
And in you I am happy, my heart's true love found
Forever with you, our two destinies bound


If you loved me, as I love you
If you knew how much I adore
I'd find the meaing for one as two
I'd hold you in my arms forever more

(if you are wondering about the title here is my reasoning I explained to the person I wrote it for.

well its about what inside my heart
what's inside my heart is red
red is a color you should not wear near bulls
bulls have sex with cows
I want to have sex with you )

 

[datalink7]

This isn't mine, but it is one of my favorites (not exactly a poem, but sort of):

I sit in my cubicle, here on the mother world.
When I die, they will put my body in a box and
dispose of it in the cold ground.
And in all the million ages to come, I will never
breathe or laugh or twitch again.
So won't you run and play with me here among the
teeming mass of humanity?
The universe has spared us this moment.

Got part of it in my sig, but the whole thing wouldn't fit. Amazingly, I got it from the Game "Alpha Centauri." There is actually alot of good sayings in that game.

 

[Entity]

rome

always questioning the patience of tomorrow
i sit at the bus-stop on the corner of 42nd;
sipping coffee and relaying grandchildren's tales
to a friend i haven't heard from in ages.
i think in-between the passing of cars
and the beating of hearts,
questioning the patience of yesterday,
time where rushed contracts on life
destroyed foundations of friendship.
sometimes i feel i am nero,
playing violin while rome burns;
sometimes i do not feel at all.

rob

 

[Entity]

emotions can be erased:

concrete city blocks and pain can torture
memories only accessible at 2am on a tuesday night-
sudden waking sweats;
the vision of a house - or a harbor
a 33,000ft journey where the difficulty
of insecurity and former passions
lay beached upon the shore.

i curse the city for what it has made me;
but i know that city cannot make or be made-
it is a construction as i am-
as you are-
as she is,
he is,
god is.

and i have known god in seven-second intervals between
the passing of myself, as i know me,
and myself, as i was known.



he is the beauty which i ignore.



it is easier to see a blank canvas than a white painting,
and understanding this, i still fail to see the beauty in this mystery.
the skyline presented before me-
with thousands of 4-door carriers,
flailing as they run from their own personal hell
it's going to take a magic marker
and a captain crunch decoder ring
to be able to understand the meaning
which only god, whatever that may be,
has placed upon this saltwater town.

two times too many i have felt this way at least
but i seek no magic cures;
through quiet introspection and only that-
perhaps a blue saucer filled with tea as well-
do i see what i have become.

it's been years since i looked into a mirror, or so it feels;
and i cannot tell whether i am looking at my reflection
or if it is looking at me.
no matter, no mind-
as mind over matter i can surely construct
myself in the image of god,
and resurrect emotions which i supposedly erased.

rob

 

[Entity]

Michael,

I really like yours.

Rob

 

[Entity]

"you're so much better than all this", she whispers
and i want to disappear
sprout my great blue heron wings and fly far away
from everything i've ever known
familiar faces scribbled into ants
grow turquamarine sails and drift far, far, far, far,
far, far, far, far, far
away
throw myself underneath waterfalls from irises
or
find myself in a gutter in new york city crying over
lost loves and forgotten friends

i don't know where to go
so i guess i'll just pick up my silver guitar and

the moon is looking rather nice this time of year but
its not too far away and the thoughts can still find
me there and there is nowhere that is far enough away
and all i need is to escape the people and life and
love and everything i've ever known and nothing i
ever won't know and everything i hate and everything
i love

"we all get tired of life", she said
but i want to disappear
and i want to disappear
and i just might disappear
sprout my great blue heron wings and fly far away
from everything i've ever known
familiar faces
grow turquamarine sails and drift far, far, far, far,
far, far, far, far, far
away
throw myself underneath waterfalls from irises
pretend i'm not here when you still can see me

-rob

 

[Entity]

I've got more, but I have the last 5 posts in this thread, so I'll leave it be unless people want more.

Rob

 

[ltk007]

I would post another poem, but I've posted all my others in various threads on AT before...

BTW, you really have talent Entity, great poems

 

[Grminalac]

so, i said to myself thismorningtoday.
why I did what i didn't?
hahahahahahaha

thank you

 

[Michael]

something I wrote after helping a freind through the subject of my poem ...

When the thoughts of young men
turn to dark fancy
incisors gleam in lupine light
lust explodes and its poison congeals
in the hot blood
and pleading eyes are laughed at,
in a mild case of rape

Michael

ps - some decent poems in this thread

 

[Grminalac]

a primary color is itself
nothing else makes it
join it with others and it camouflages itself.
but how do you get it back?

 

[Grminalac]

i knew you were going to say that,
you always say that.
I should have wrote it down before you said it,
and got it notarized.
Just to prove you wrong.

 

[xodarap]

Well IM dry, But thet is cool now I get to do what I'ver wanted to do sence I started this thread sit back a sip it all in. My personal faves
For Content
"Some notes on the animal kingdom"
"The cricket and the spider"
grminalacs observations

And for pure beauty of word I must say that none of us have touched the stylistic abilities of stonythug that oppressive public opinion has denied us!

I appreciate the posts, special shout out to datalink7 for sticking by the thread so long... lets keep it groovy

 

[SSP]

Nice work guys. This thread will be very useful for my English class.

 

[Impact55]

Tears of Sorrow
Chilled Spine of Fear
No Reason for Tommorow
Why Am I here?

 

[dennilfloss]

Elle se meurt
Elle se meurt
Faiblissant d'heure en heure
Étendue sur la plaine
Agressée par la haine
Vierge déviergée
Abusée désabusée
Il lui manque les mots
Pour exprimer ses maux
Tant de fil à retordre
Pour pouvoir la vie mordre
Croquer à belles dents
L'innocence d'antan

Elle se meurt
Elle se meurt
Et fait face à la peur
Qui inonde ses yeux
Alourdit son regard
Mais dans ses yeux hagards
Ces tisons délicieux
Survit une étincelle
Frissonnant de candeur
Dieu, que la vie est belle

Elle se meurt
Elle se meurt
Attaquée de partout
Bien que jamais soumise
Toujours défiant la bise
D'un indigne courroux
Le glaçon qui l'étreint
Sur elle n'a plus d'emprise
D'aujourd'hui à demain
La partie est remise

Elle se meurt
Elle se meurt
Chaque bouffée d'air frais
Nécessite un labeur
La défaite d'un démon
Habitant ses poumons
Elle est toute menue
Mais s'avouer vaincue


Ça jamais



Que C'est Beau, La Vie (Jean Ferrat)

 

[nullshark]

Gravel road and wooden bridge,
Through woods and night we walk.
Music plays to guide our way
Towards the night?s reflection.
We stop and lean a while,
Feeling as much as thinking.
Taking comfort
As much as giving it.
You?re looking across the water while I turn my eyes to you:
The moon?s light kisses your cheek in silhouette,
Showing my beauty and a sadness
That makes my heart ache.



Brandon Olson

 

[Ricksta]

Frozen tears - 27/01/01


Anger, hatred, and loneliness too
All these feelings trapped within my soul

I want to let them out and put them all aside
But the only thing I?m missing is the love from you

Who will be the girl to capture all my pain?
I need to know, please don?t hold back

If I close my eyes and make a wish
Will you be there when I open them wide?

Just take my heart and you will see
A crushed spirit inside of me

My soul is covered with ice
The clock of mine has stopped

Let my life flourish again
Just reach out to me

As one touch from you
Will melt my frozen tears away

 

[Missus]

Here is one I just wrote!!!

Neo dying in the background playing CS...
Lenny on the CD singing about a Cab Driver...
My... isn't life interesting...



Does it have to rhyme????

 

[xodarap]

you can post some more now rob

 

[Michael]

To R. E. H.

Lost again in the Hyborean Age.
Arrows filling the clean air
like feathered birds of prey.
Swords clanging on armored thighs.
Brave bold men marching to die.
A place of heros and villains dark,
Where adventure is more than just a spark.
Lightning rips the sky.

Michael

 

[Isla]

Okay. Here goes. It sucks, so be warned!


Not

You are not who I thought you were...
You are not at all
Anyone with anything
Anything at all
You are just an oddity
Twisted up and bent
Caught in your identity
Emotions you invent
You can't see integrity
You walk along a fence
You hide behind your vanity
Your fears are so intense
No, I do not love you
Let me tell you why
Why my heart's not broken
Why I do not cry
You are cold inside your heart
Upon the weak you prey
I never would have fallen
Had I not been in pain
You saw that what I needed
Was gentleness and care
You kindled my affections
With love that was not there
Under guise of friendship
We dallied for a while
And in the end
Beloved friend
Betrayed me with a smile


Arghhhhh! Blech. Go take a bath now. Poetry is NOT my strong point...

 

[chess9]

Isla:

I thought you didn't know Russ?!

That's actually very good. I liked it!

 

[xodarap]

<< Okay. Here goes. It sucks, so be warned! >>



-That was grovey stuff! and i got to give praise to anyone on this post who is a relitive coffe-shop poetrey vigian post some shiit any way its easier than it looks

 

[Isla]

Well, thanks guys. (lol, chess!)

It's just that I have read some awesome stuff in this thread and I am a bit intimidated! I haven't written poetry in years (10,12?), but now I am inspired to sit down and try again.

This is definitely one of the best threads of the year so far.