A Thread of Poetry ( Only Post Poetry HERE!! )

[urian]

Just a piece of crap I wrote one night after listening to too much spoken word...I dont expect responses simply because I know it stinks but I got bored so...
plus I write better prose than poems.

You see
Our mind’s eye has been blind from time to time
Clouded by the swill that rhymes
That climbs from our stereos
And videos
UP into our brains to corrode and contain
Like toxic sludge
It’s acid rain on a summer’s day
Slowly eating away at the granite if intellect
Till there’s nothing left
But decay and dust
Rot and rust
Until we become the filth that we’ve taken in
You are what you eat
You eat what you are fed
And what you’re fed is the same trash about
Who you are
What you need
Where to belong
What to bleed
When to love
How to hate
When to fight
And when to **** the fields
And pillage the peasants
Isn’t that the way it is?
But what do we care?
We’ve grown soft in the head
Our imagination’s gone dead
With multi-international super mega corporations feeding us our fantasies
Daydreams
Sweet things
Even our reality is dictated by the little tube in front of us
Even all become little “special” kids on the short bus
Riding around in squares with drool on our faces and blank stares
Waiting for mommy and daddy cause we don’t know what to do
We are the comatosed masses
Skipping classes
Hanging out behind the gym while teachers hand us the dope
Wearing crocodile smiles
Happily watching as we lobotomize ourselves for their amusement
In our lulled state of normalcy we fail to see
That we’ve been shackled and chained
Tattooed and enslaved
To those who reign above
The iron fist in a velvet glove
So wake up you brain dead wretches
You slothful young and apathetic old
Wake the minds eye to the dark
And ignore the bright shiny light the puppet masters dangle in front of you
Wake up and off your asses
Stop being part of the huddled masses
And stand before it all
Before we all fall y’all
Wake up and see
Before its too late
Before we are last years model
Broken
And out of date
And cast aside
Like some broken Barbie doll in a California mudslide
Wake up and see
What needs to be


and one more just for shits and giiggles..

You hate me
You hate me because you can’t stand seeing the embodiment of your dreams in someone other than yourself.
I fly and glide above the city smog
Above it all
While you wallow in the muck and the mire of it all
Trapped by the fog,
Awaiting your fall.
You hate me because I think
I breathe
I live as an individual
I refuse to conform
You hate me because I live
OUT of the box
While you find comfort in the soft, padded prison that the repressive government and tyrannical media so eagerly provide for your mind numbing
Brainwashing
Enjoyment.
While you find solace in the dark cave of your existence I stand in the rain and direct the lightning on where and who to strike.
You are nothing more than the scared little child who jacks off in the corner but is afraid to cum for fear that mommy and daddy will find out.
But I am the screaming, raving, soul searing orgasm that marches, naked up and down the city streets smiling and shaking hands with everyone I meet.
You live in your monochrome world and despise me for using every color, hue and texture imaginable to my mind.
Even when you die and grasp for the last, selfish seconds of mediocrity to snuggle close you will hate me because I don’t fear the unknown.
It is only one more adventure to find.
One more unknown to uncover.
One more truth to discover.
And that scares you
You hate me because
I AM IN YOUR FACE!!!
I am the constant reminder
when you open your eyes
Turn on the news
Or turn the corner
That you are the plain white bread straight from the package..
You don’t hate me for who I am
But
More precisely
And to be more concise
You hate me
For you who aren’t!

[Blushing Heliophobe]

Urian - properly modified, those would make great punk lyrics.

[BlackWidow]

Ok, I am gonna post a poem I wrote. Imagine that-a poem in a poem thread-amazing! Here goes:

"Lost Within the World"
She's beautiful in her own mind,
but the world turns away.
A life so cold and lonely,
gets colder every day.
Her lost thought are worth a million,
but the world has closed ears.
A self esteem as low as this,
only induces her fears.
Her heart strives to live one last beat,
as the world sheads its tear.
A lost life finally recognized,
but now it's too late.

Dont be too harsh.

[Blushing Heliophobe]

Okay, okay, I already know this next one is a wee bit apathetic.


Skeleton Girl

whispered to me
toxic lips
giggled
in the night

Skeleton Baby

garlands of rose
gathered for you
- my heart -

Skeleton Corpse

hollow affirmations
cutting cleanly
-lies-

Corpse Princess

took everything,
left me with nothing

but dust.

[BlackWidow]

I like that poem, actually. It's....morbidly beautiful.

[Saxie]

THE CALL OF TRANSYLVANIA by Paul Smirnoff

We will walk in the solid columns
In our areas dark free and wide.
Let the freedom always accompany us,
And we shall resist the blood fight.

Let free our souls from our own fates
and Live always powerful and brave.
Let our flag of transylvania
Symbolize our people’s cause.

Hasten to fight for glad and freedom
Of our glorious gothic peoples!
comrades! We’ve suffered throughly enough.
Hasten to fight, all as one.

Let the name and force of vlad tepes
Be heard and seen by anyone,
That is bold enough to dictate to us,
That is first to challenge to the fight

Brothers, we are approaching the glory.
Let the thunder strikes more mightily.
In the bloody tortures of our lives
We will restore our transylvania's life.

[Blushing Heliophobe]

I would be honored, Xng. I wrote it offhand today. I was thinking about how it's funny that even though we (women-folk) bemoan men breaking our hearts, sometimes it takes a woman to break it good and hard...

[urian]

Originally Posted by Blushing Heliophobe

Urian - properly modified, those would make great punk lyrics.

If you know anyone, take it and run with it. All I ask for is credit. Honestly, I've had a few tunred into songs before and it's kinda cool to hear your words turned into music. I write things like that more for something to fill my time than as something I dedicate my life to. My passion lies in my stories(both fiction and non), my observations on life and my ideas on theology.
I've found that anyone can write poetry but few people can make something beautiful, moving, and substantial.
Most of what I have read in the past few years has been half assed, poorly versed, poorly planned and executed, or just plain bad. It also urks me when hacks take a theme and the same words, rearrange them and keep calling it "new stuff". There are only so many variations of " Oh my darkity dark dark heart carves blah blah".
Dear god get over yourself and but a dictionary and thesaurus.

but...I ramble..thanks again

[bloodytears&razorblades06]

Normal is what society around you accepts.
If you conform to become one of them,
That is one battle lost, but the war will rage on.

[Blushing Heliophobe]

I'm not much of a songwriter myself; I've done the 'girl and her guitar' thing but that's it really.

Mirror, mirror
forever twin
Smooth on the surface
chaos within

Mirror, mirror
who do you see?
When you reach out
for her
Do you pretend
that she's me?

Mirror, mirror
faithful thorn
the bond that you started
broken and torn

Mirror, mirror,
a question in vain
circling over
vulture in my brain...

When you drown your sorrows
When you cry
When you sing
When you shout curses
for the solace it brings
When you close your eyes
When you sleep
When you dream...

Who do you see?

Is it still me?

Is it me?

[Saxie]

Originally Posted by Xnguela

Unless you're Paul Smirnoff, you should know that this is where we post our OWN poetry.

******* for your imformation, Saxie is just my nickname, & *************, is my whole, real name. is there somehing wrong against me and my name?

*Moderators Note*

Don't publish your real name on the Internet so casually.

= Bad

[Saxie]

MAKITA KANG MULI (THEME FROM PANDAY)

Bawat sandali ng aking buhay
Pagmamahal mo ang aking taglay
San man mapadpad ng hangin
Hindi magbabago aking pagtingin
Pangako natin sa Maykapal
Na tayo lamang sa habang buhay
Maghintay

Ipaglalaban ko ang ating pag-ibig
Maghintay ka lamang, Ako'y darating
Pagka't sa isang taong mahal mo ng buong puso
Lahat ay gagawin makita kang muli,
Makita kang muli

Puso�y nagdurusa nangungulila
Iniisip ka �pag nag-iisa
Inaalala mga sandali
Nang tayo ay magkapiling
Ikaw ang gabay sa aking tuwina
Ang aking ilaw sa gabing mapanglaw
Tanging ikaw

Ipaglalaban ko ang ating pag-ibig
Maghintay ka lamang, ako'y darating
Pagka�t sa isang taong mahal mo ng buong puso
Lahat ay gagawin
Makita kang muli, makita kang muli
Makita kang muli

composed by sugarfree
typed by saxie.


this song is from the philippines. i found it hard to translate it into english.

[Saxie]

Originally Posted by Saxie

******* for your imformation, Saxie is just my nickname, & *************, is my whole, real name. is there somehing wrong against me and my name?

*Moderators Note*

Don't publish your real name on the Internet so casually.

= Bad

i'm sorry. but the language i've typed is not a gothic slang. that is a greeting from a midnight show in philippine tv.

Avisala — Greetings.

[Blushing Heliophobe]

If it's too hard to translate for you (assuming that you are fluent), then it's hardly to be expected that a forum of English speaking individuals are going to get anything out of your post.

Basicly I'm saying that it makes your poem worthless.

If it can't be translated, why did you post it?

[Empty_Purple_Stars]

Originally Posted by Saxie

i'm sorry. but the language i've typed is not a gothic slang. that is a greeting from a midnight show in philippine tv.

No, Hun..

The part where you said " My real name is: ******* ****** "

Just be careful..

No disrespect intended..

[Saxie]

Originally Posted by Empty_Purple_Stars

No, Hun..

The part where you said " My real name is: ******* ****** "

Just be careful..

No disrespect intended..

oh! about my name? thanks for your reply, i'll not do this, this is just an effect from my anger. again, i'm sorry.

[Saxie]

Just to see you again (MAKITA KANG MULI)

Every moment of my entire life,
your love is my source and I always bear,
wherever the distance the wind blows,
my love for you will never change,
our promise to thy our lord god,
that until death we shall wait.

i will fight for your love,
you'll just wait till i arrive,
because for the one you love,
with all your heart,
i will do anything,
just to see you again.

[Saxie]

Originally Posted by Blushing Heliophobe

If it's too hard to translate for you (assuming that you are fluent), then it's hardly to be expected that a forum of English speaking individuals are going to get anything out of your post.

Basicly I'm saying that it makes your poem worthless.

If it can't be translated, why did you post it?

here's your english version that you want. fresh & well made.

[dreamydancer]

Heehee, it's much shorter in English. Ich finde dass ist ein bisschen lustig. (I think that's kinda funny.)

[Disfunction]

Originally Posted by Empty_Purple_Stars

No, Hun..

The part where you said " My real name is: ******* ****** "

Just be careful..

No disrespect intended..

The exception being, of course, if you have a name like mine that at least 1000 other people in your country and thousands more still the world over share with you.

[Sanctus Dei]

Helio... your poems are absolutely beautiful!!

Okay... these are lyrics I'm working on for a local band, the song is only about half done so I apologise for the abrupt end. But comments and crits are appreciated...

Um the song will be called "The Dawn of Thy Demise" and it's ofcourse a black/gothic/theatrical metal in design.


Fading ever silent feel the ebon curtain fall
Staring calmly past the prison held within these damning walls
To dance pale drenched with in the glow of the incandescent moon
Thoughts of murderous destruction sought to lead me to my ruin
And I will see.

Memories of transgressions past latch wanting at my heal
Pleading the sought virgins weep as for my sins they kneel
Blinded by the dawning beast of lust in my command
Razor forked tongue demons seeding breeding where I stand.
And I will see.

Twisted bent and broke they coil as serpents shun their awkward prey
Their shallow hell spun laughter mocking feared sadistic play
Sight unseen through holy eyes the blackened hollow core
Pure suicidal thoughts allay the weak seducing whore

I need to put a chorus here... but I haven't gone further (thanx to the lack of spare "me" time)

[Shadowed_Life]

I see her happy smile
Her ever flowing grace
That look you go to give her
Wants to make me smack your fucking face

I hate it when you lie to me
I hate it when she cries
Because you always go to comfort her
Infront of my fucking eyes

What happens when I'm mad?
When I want to cry?
You don't give a fucking shit
You just tell me it'll be alright

Can you just show me SOME compassion
Show me that you care
Always saying I Love You, when no one's fucking there

No one knows about us, you want to keep it secret
Is there SHAME in going out with me?
Is there a reason why it's secret?

You must really adore that fucking slut
Because I'm always there
I see the way you look at her
That fucking way you stare
I'm not a super models size
Or a skinny little slut
But you could atleast tell me that you give a fuck

If I'm not good enough for you just tell me to my face
So I can slap you, and tell you you were shite anyway

'Cos the truth is I don't care.

[tenet_2012]

There is a poetry thread...

You are going to get this alot.

[Metatron]

I'll even be nice and give you the link:

A Thread of Poetry ( Only Post Poetry HERE!! )

[MrMaelstrom]

Thanks guys