I got an idea since I've been seeing a lot of people post poems only to get lost in all the threads in this section, so maybe if you wanted to at any time you feel inspired just post in this thread. And of course share any other work that you have done, I love reading poetry no matter the subject. As for me I'd love to discuss poems and the vibe I get from reading them, so if you got something to say go ahead, no fear, we're all adults here. I'm not giving this one any title, it really could mean anything: If at any time you reminisce, then at least remember this, the memory of that moment you exist, to jump off a cliff without a parachute to glide, as your intent was to soar high and fly, but dropped like a rock that proceeded into a dive, all you could do was look up top, you fret, to stop, when the whole time you could of just looked straight and walked. An older one I posted already: FOREVER AND NEVER Spheres of light shine bright Fire laid out in the sky The sun shares its last rays One not seen in many days A group of birds soars high Not a chance to let this go by A view that borders ecstasy And here you sit next to me So glad I'd rather share this sight Than sit here alone tonight Time stops but lips move Fears and anxieties soothed Past calamities never seemed so smooth While we wait, wait so long to choose The future we no longer wish to prove Transcend the stars, soar to infinite We do this all so well While not taking life so seriously For now we stare into the diamonds of the sky Cherish the cool night as a means to get by But not to waste time but to embellish it Chill with nature while it still has merit Because we've realized what we love falls apart bit by bit Each night a jewel falls off the sky, a tool that fell behind Dimmer and dimmer sights fail to shimmer The line of tolerance grows thinner By now its dark, but not in our hearts Illuminating within, we have from the start Internal love to suppress our rage While we take part on this everchanging stage Not as an actor but as a factor In the book of life we'll write atleast one chapter One full of joy that fills voids with laughter Living to experience the things that matter
Most people gather friends to sit around and get wasted, I find it boring to get shit faced and act abrasive, I rather get high, get buds that seems laced to the point where you can almost taste it, But lets face it, it's all d9thc, you can see mine, no heresy, I don't let it get the best of me And i'll still act all fine and true, no lies, Why don't you try it on for size, I'll guarantee that it'll light up your eyes, your mind will be mezmerized, no doubt since i started i've loved life and all the green in it, above strive, my dreams seem to trasncend infinite, If this is a game I'm here to win it, while enjoying all the things that amuse me, and no I don't let bud abuse me, like most people assume to see, those who use it in their favor know that it's got their back, infact since we overcome this feat, we'll be wiser, true that, and no one will stop me for my decisions are my own, I harm no one while blazing in my home, It doesn't make me a terrorist or cause me to see a therapist, I want to be set free and this path that i follow is sure to stress me, But I know i'll be alright because I always got buddha to bless me.
My old highschool "philosophy of life" paper, except I wrote it in poetry form with consent from my teacher. SHINE ON One life, one mind to find what I seek, undefined, I waited for a sign, it took many years to realize it will never find me, astounded, my life had passed before my eyes, no rewind to bring back time, Present 1999, I became at face to face to my first major mistake, I grew to be best friends with someone fake, It cost me $300 to make him show his true weight, misguided, Fortunately, I learned much, was quick to move on though the past clung on, But always learning from wrong is what builds me up strong, Appreciating what I have now, not when its gone, and the freedom to choose what you should do, since life's at stake, Its underlying source split in two, good and evil, Mother nature and human corruption, I placed myself in both factions, Fact is, nature overwhelmed me with glee, So I shall forever helm myself in its plea, And explain that in it, it will provide all that we need, A seed that's bound to grow, But up to us people, to decide its flow, In due course, Greed is more often sought, some plot money over life, Continuing on the strife, the easy way out Some assume then that life is worth cash, determined at last that your chip stack must be at mass with a king's stash, deceit, Uncommonly known that to succeed will not strictly be achieved through fame or fortune, It's whatever you believe in to give you reason to find that life, Is not worthless if you find your own purpose, For me, A positive entity, one full of bliss, so I try to express myself to those close with thoughtfulness, Because without true friends, even righteous minds descend into dead ends, So I stay forever keen to be aware at all times, through bad to fair, because if I never expect it to be over, change will strike, seen as an illusive cobra, But my experiences, true sight, beams eternal supernova, Illuminate, to guide the ride that I must face in dark flight, Wont stop for bait, mines designed to degrade my mind, I will shine on, Mindset upon spreading knowledge, no frolic, truth fed but always close to contemplate, Is it right for you? The decision is yours, but I can guarantee that the truth will at times hurt, But I believe once your eyes can fully see, you will feel the essence of no constraint, The presence of being untainted is sure to be forever told, and with this you can become the change you seek in the world that lay at your feet, ready to unfold, So when I die, as long as I know that I strived for a high that soars way past blue skies, will be unique to me, Then no regret shall linger, through my rise to overcome lies, to find I conquered a peak yet to be, The word impossible dissolved, my mind to end completely in resolve, evolved, And the world, it remains to be yours, Golden, if you stay true to your source, The force pursuing to resonate the fact, That all people are equal and chances of a sequel, unreliable, But undeniable that, Life is wealth, Although seemingly stealth, You always have choice, The one voice, through thick and thin, The time is now for it to begin. And a couple of other old poems; Sometimes people often search for where grace is, Faith bellows in the hearts of many races in different places, Forgotten, that where you need to search is within the mind, And find, that if one thing mattered after inevitable death, Is the irreplacable experience before one's last breathe, So the question of all this wonder comes out to this, Is regretting something you experienced worse than not? Sounds of time hold only a dime for life to reminisce, But one full of bliss is is worth more than time has got, Being free from all of the constraints placed on thought. ---- Envision the world as placid energy of endless streams, Imagine spheres of ecstactic colors only seen within dreams, Collision after collision of beings flying contortedly with glee, Within these frivolous scenes you can take part of the world i see.
I think this is a great idea. Nice work, by the way. I've got a little to add: The World in a Saucer A momentary aurora of light Blinding the eyes Of a lonely heart And piercing the silence Which slithers on the Crimson atmosphere Leaving thorough Paradigms and cliches On the surface of The faded leaves Of memories Spiraling parallel Between a thought And a Broken life Is a decorum gesture Merely of relation To the attention Given in a polished Shed of eye-lining Blood droplets And draperies? Such Immaculate tears Trapped in dreams Reminisce of open-handed Late-October Sadness Of my wondering Mystic lady-friend Mourning(morning) Along leaflets Binding to the River's outskirt
THE JUNE GRASS How does the sun go down? I am writhing in the ground\t I am buried in a mound - tell me! How does the earth go ‘round? Why do the morning birds cry?\t I need silence once in awhile It drives me wild - tell me! Why does the June grass die?\t When snow flakes cover this hill\t (‘Though the world is just a window sill\t That looks out on an eye) then \t The universe is but a bitter pill Where is the spring’s breeze sprite?\t And the wood nymphs glowing at night? I am writhing in my mound - tell me!\t Why has the June grass died?\t RED ROSE Where does your garden grow? I was just so bored today Home where a willow flows How could you feel dandy? Oh, how a red rose grows Slow and thorny till it snows\t Does some fellow show \t All he ever knows? Flowers and candy I suppose Oh, how a red rose grows\t Slow - and thirty by the time it knows\t Home where I, mellow, grow
roses are red and violets are blue my plants are growin like its the thing to do i hope they make it to a pound and a half but thats wishfull thinking so ill go get smashed hey its me and now i am toasted wont u join me then we can get roasted! pooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot!!!!
the earth refuses to leave a footstep, it has no mind to do so Even if i walked this path knowing nothing of what is ahead of me eyes in the back of my head grow tired of the repeated scenes take a left, take a right now im back to where i've always been my mind is restless as the wind bats the trees the ground my feet stand on looks bleak to me yet i can't think of another place i'd rather be my surroundings altogether sits so serenely burning deep within planting seeds of desire only to grow into fiery starlights oh, so distant and far i tried to grab ahold of it the river that runs through it the harder i tried, the less i had control only to now realize when i let go i could change the flow and eventually the flow would run through me as it will for you.
we slow time... to watch clouds float westward to sneak tokes on china town roof-tops. we sneak tokes to gaze down... town, where they hustle like ants [eating ants] but they don't know... the sun is setting on the business district. -Oso Green it needs some work, but i like the initial idea. it's just a toking rant bout money and business and all that crap that complicates our lives. true story, too. went to L.A. friday, riding the subways with a friend, smoking at every stop. : ] peace p.s. honest, constructive criticism would be appreciated! seriously, i'd rather hear it sucks, and why it sucks then "it's good" and no reason. i want to become a better writer! i have some non-fiction too, essays on things. and anyy suggestions for a title??? oh yea, and you're right, vicious. poems just get lost in the artists' corner.
there was recently a school shooting near me. this isnt great but i dc STOP lieing STOP hiding STOP all the fucking violence STOP- Materialism and STOP- all the fighting--- Stop and treat a girl like a motherfucking woman and i bet you you would care if you knew 'em. Self absorbance is our problem and violence not the answer.. so think before you tell em put they hands up. Think before you call that silly harmless little name and insecurity is not the one to blame. Its people behind it all we slowly break eachother down until theres 32 victims on the ground.
you blither. quit it. i agree with you, but you blither incoherently. and your swearing seems...trite. sorry, all things i'm sure a lot of us have strong feelings against, but...yea. edit: on second thought, it's okay. i didnt realize it was a poem? lacks focus, form. maybe try editing it, make it more well thought out.
Risen<o></o> <o> </o> <o> </o> In a dead forest, I found myself alone Dimmed from the moonlight of the red, winter sky Blind sided by the colorless snow And wrapped with old, seasoned trees <o> </o> Holding my breath for good and bad I'm lost in my annoyed thoughts that grind my teeth Anger turned into sadness which turned into tearless cries Not knowing which direction I will fall, I wait <o> </o> Clouds hid the moon, snow cried to the ground Wind blew the branches that made rhythmical waves And in the distance of the hidden, crooked path Came a white glow from the unknown darkness <o> </o> A beautiful girl in a gown approached upon the night Long, blonde, snow flaked covered hair Hard crystal iced blue eyes with a hint of Satan And her lips were formed to a soft pink smile <o> </o> She stood in place and held out her hand Without thought, I gave her the reach of my fingers But not knowing, I gave her my frost bitten heart And with a jolt that leads to an awkward comfort, I gave her my soul <o> </o> Falling to my knees, I looked into her with a strange sense of fear She rose my chin and kissed my hard, pressed lips And without a feeling of guilt, I left this torched world of mine Tonight, a demon has risen above all, and all has forgotten
Immune <o></o> <o> </o> <o> </o> Head rush processin' My chest is caving in Can you give me a high? <o> </o> I'm here ‘n' all alone My pain can't be shown Can't you hear me screaming? <o> </o> In the bottom of your heart Stopped from the start Blind and deaf in your head <o> </o> And I don't ask you why You're just gunna lie Tell yourself otherwise <o> </o> <o> </o> Never let the lies burn your eyes Let the truth rot in your mind Don't deny the facts of your life You're immune to everything <o> </o> <o> </o> I know you cannot see Someone please shoot me Head falls dead to the floor <o> </o> So go and get so high Let the time fly by Hold your breath ‘til you die <o> </o> <o> </o> Never let the lies burn your eyes Let the truth rot in your mind Don't deny the facts of your life You're immune to everything <o> </o> <o> </o> Take a hit, fly and be free This is no trip, this is reality Broke on your ass, beg on your knees This is your life, this is reality <o> </o> <o> </o> Never let the lies burn your eyes Let the truth rot in your mind Don't deny the facts of your life You're immune to everything
wow these smiley faces really ruin the feelings of my songs. lol oh well. <o> </o> With your tongue coiled around my throat Dark shadows come out of you My last gasp of your bitter breath This is the hell you bring me to <o> </o> And while I rotted in my corners I have found my rest upon The fallen leaves of autumn This cold has shown what you've become <o> </o> <o> </o> Laughter only covers up my true feelings I have to leave but I don’t know where to go Kiss me the last time before I say good bye I’ll see you again but really, I don’t know <o> </o> <o> </o> With every raindrop breaking a sound Making a slight rhythm to my thoughts I have fallen in my dark puddles again In my black swamp lies, I am lost <o> </o> And with this faith you've brought to me I've walked through your forest of cries Feeling a strange comfort to me I am here until forever dies <o> </o> <o> </o> Laughter only covers up my true feelings I have to leave but I don’t know where to go Kiss me the last time before I say good bye I’ll see you again but really, I don’t know btw this song is called 'Beauty in the Fall'