Write a poem. Just spill what your thinking and feeling. no judgement.
I'll start
The time comes
When I look back on the world
And say
Was it always this dark?
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Write a poem. Just spill what your thinking and feeling. no judgement.
I'll start
The time comes
When I look back on the world
And say
Was it always this dark?
Today I have sat in my chair,
with thoughts of washing my hair.
The day is so slow,
there's no where to go,
I could settle for eating a pear.
A party comes this Saturday
And I am surely proud to say,
I'm awfully excited and giddy to boot!
I'm sure the birthday will be a hoot!
You were crying inside the last time you saw me
One last glance as you drive away
You wake up the next morning
Feeling you cannot live without me
days of sadness
followed by days of silence
I find you weird
I find you crazy
I hope you stop
Following me
Half passed three, I should be
asleep.
Instead I sneak,
Creep,
Lurk DV's community.
I hear a peep of my mother speak,
To my father who's sure to freak,
If he
should see
me
on the PC.
Numbered sheep I should seek, to free-
-ly enter deep sleep.
Instead I keep with this seep-
-age of "eeps".
...
Maybe
Two or three
More peeks
At these DV artistes.
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Now repeat
Three
Times with speed. :P
EDIT: Mom saw me just as I was about to get off. Stealth fail. :[
When we come together
Our heart remember
The life we shared
In which
We killed so many innocent poeple
Our souls are tortured by guilt
It is almost night
And I excitedly await
The Lucid Dream I will have
The Lucid dream I desire
The lucid dream I crave
The lucid dream that will make me complete
That.... is what i humbly await...
I am
Just
open.
^ lol teenager
I got out of the river
I'm soaking wet though
I might go back in
A lonely soul
In a world of shadows
tortured by darkness
The emptiness pierces my heart
Longing for a place of comfort
I sit in the darkness
waiting
miserably
Sorry my poems express how I feel... I don't feel like living in delusional happiness
Okay, now I will hold on
And I will hold on till I forget how it felt
To remind myself to hold on
And till I question:
Was it really necesesary anyways?
It's not that my life's bad
No, not at all
I just struggle with my illusionate misery
From the world of nowhere
Till I become happy again
Livin' in this wonderful rollercoaster
'Cause when I think about it.. I like it!
once a fish,
swam where was wish'd.
Now a man,
stuck where I stand.
If you had to fight for your life today, would you survive?
You act as if you wil live forever
In your comfort zone of false fulfillment
You looked to the earth and the sky
Trying to understand
You got it all figured out
You think you know everything
But you do not understand
Inside you
There is something you ignore
Your awareness of yourself
The fire burning in your chest
Stuck in your fog of your mind
You cannot see this
Your mind controls you
Distracts you
From seeing the pain
Sitting in bed,
an ache in my head.
I read of snails
and long for the trails.
My poems rhyme
all the time.
Holy jeez, dude -
I could use some food.
nautica
the matrix
lord of the rings
i want that hat
from the lincoln highway
If yesterday never was
and tomorrow would never be
could that mean that
we would be free?
breakfast left
me feeling
quite content
I'll see
them again
at five
your "love" is rotten.
i'm sad that i gave to you
the best that i had.
...and all you ever gave back were vices, bruises, and heartache.
Crappy poetry aside, I think I needed to get that out somehow.
poems don't have to be vague you know........
I am sitting
Not doing much
Sitting on my laptop
Writing this poem
I did not want to thank this
Coz your thanks were 69
That euphemism never gets old
It will last for all time
Moving away were our thought filled eyes
Gazing in to one another's as machinery wrenched us apart
One cannot overpower the machine
But I will never forget
And you will never forget
Take my hand
And we will Fly
over the city
The rolling hills
covered in houses and sage brush
Far below us
The emptiness of the air
The silence up here
The smell of the sagebrush in the air
The ocean in the distance we approach
The feeling of my hand in yours
The dream I hope lasts forever
in a world where we can be together
I don't want to leave
Sit on the beach with me
and hold me
look into my eyes
know I am here
We are happy here
but we will both wake up eventually
The world where we cannot be together
We will return
I seem to be troubled
I seem to be pondering
I seem to be mad
I need to fix this
if i ever want
To soar into the skies
To fly into space
To battle a dino
I'll need to ask her
I NEED TO FIX THIS :(
I sit upon my butt so cozy
I've been feeling rather dozy
Wonder what to do today
Endless games, I will play
why is eric
so full of
hate.
Maybe
he's
misunderstood.
Being trapped by society. Ideas are useless. Inventions, futile. Tradition over greatness.
Thoughts are nothing. Ideas are nothing. You are nothing.
The only thing that exists is the hive-mind.
Our beliefs are your beliefs. Thought of escape means death, going through with such, worse.
Big Brother is watching you.
Big brother IS you.
I wonder if people know
Or if anyone's taken the time to show
A poem is often a whole lot more
Than some words broken into stanzas galore
Where you have a line or two
Very well, a sentence could do
Why not throw in some poetic diction
to give your story a bit of friction
Symbolism and irony
perhaps a bit of metonymy
A metaphor or simile
Even a touch of ambiguity
You could use some assonance
Or alliterate your consonants
But I should not be one to speak
Constant rhyme schemes are rather weak
In fly across an endless sky
Eating a miraculous pie
Flying Upward into space
Soaring with Grace
The skies are turning black
Ooooh I am ever so excited
Soaring through the planets
The Stars and Astroids
Comets and Moons
Cheese and Milk
Giant green monsters
gooey goo and sticky stuff
Saving worlds by shooting lazors outta my hand
Until a sound rips through my ears and bring me back to reality
Ooh a lucid dream i desire
And i WILLhave one
For i need one
I'm so tired
I want to sleep
But this day must be
Be must longer than it can be
I am so tired
when will I fall asleep?
Why do humen sleep anyway?
Is it to dream
Or escape?
I can't fall asleep yet
Can't fall asleep..
Can't fall asleep.
I know not what others know
but I see more than they can.
From their faces their experiences glow
but from my heart, I can't.
Each thing I see, I see differently
they only see what's there.
In my glance, all is great, potentially
expect for friendship; deficit of care.
Perhaps what sets my mind astray
will kill me in the end.
But I want to decay alone my way
than pretend to give what I can't even lend.
Trapped in the darkness,
light just out of reach.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
Just gotta enjoy the ride.
This game throws me off course
Such a wonderful game
A difficult one too
For i have died a lot
But it remains nonetheless fun
But it is too short
For i have beat it in one day
A fun game it is
That i got at the library :P
*sin and punishment star successor*
Snail, snail
Wag your tail
Leave behind a slimey trail
My soul stands at the edge of hell.
My fear and hatred rises from 500 fathoms of death and destruction.
I am swallowed whole by the snapping jaws of Satan himself.
An army of tortured souls rises against him.
And I fall.
To loose my limitations.
The bonds of mind set free.
To step forth from shadow
and greet God's Galaxie,
To snub the nub of tide in me,
Hell vengence fire my soul!
I shall! I shall!! I shall!! I cry,
Have nothing more to know!
i remember recently
trying to step out of this misery
hold back by attachment
i lost the dream of intention
feeling my heartbeat
i felt like a god
able to stop breathing
but not sure if i was able to live on
Diving deep within myself
I found a crazy grinning face of insanity
screaming like a werewolf at the top of a mountain
Killing the fear in me
Ripping it to shreds
Laughing maniacally
peeling back the layers of this onion
Ripping off the skin of my beast
a sensitive core
A core that feels empty
I reach inside and grab something in the middle
I touch the stem
the connection to the source of this blooming flower
The source of all flowers
The source that connects us all
I Need You Back, For I am Now Falling
I love you, I love you, I love you and yet,
It seems that you were oh so quick to forget,
About the pain, about the war,
I fought day and night to protect your soul.
You held me close, you kissed me tender,
And though it was folly, I wished it forever,
To last, to continue, and yet you left,
Behind you a broken winged bird, bereft,
Of your grace and virtue and kindness and love,
You left me to wallow, to fall far enough,
That I do not know how hard is the ground,
When finally, totally, I do fall down.
Winters dagger, Summers sword
Chills the spine, unsheathed restored.
Piercing of ice, Passion by fire,
Things we fear, Wants and desires.
Stories we tell, Pictures we take,
Hibernation sets in, My lifes Awake.
Meh I guess I'll try
To be a poet right now
Nevermind, I'm tired.
Is tired two syllables? Oh well. Good nigt guys *yawn*
mark speaks of witches
my ear itches
Time eating away at everything
slowly dieing
Transforming
Never changing
Forever changing
Everything eating away at nothing
Nothing is never something
Nothing is forever everything
Never living
Living forever
Everything is nowhere
Everything is now here
The endless cycle
That leads nowhere
Going nowhere
I am happy
I am sad
I am angry
I am mad
isn't is so original and profound? please contain your awe inspired new found glory of your heart in which you sit in pure astonishment pondering how someone could come up with such an intellectually abundant poem.
Stan's a crow that seems to know the ways of the cat.
I don't know how he's learned to meow, but I'm impressed by that.
Yet be assured, he's just a bird. I could best his best no prob'.
So I copied his way and night and day I found cat bowls I could rob.
I meowed and mewed and ate catfood, but didn't feel cat-er.
My attempts had failed. Only this availed; I'd gotten slightly fatter.
Uncharted valleys of information
Remote view: an attempted description of where it's gone
Babylon has indeed fallen
A caricature for those who still babble on
Walking around as the rain falls
Spinning in circles, warm expressions
Of my love for God's tears.
Rain drops breathe life into my
and into the world around me
The sudden sensations that are
contacted on my skin
Rain...How I love thee
Rain and it's magic
Is it beautiful?
A wearying of pseudopatience
I no longer give it pause
Sence of this should none be made
So the holistic one evolves
Drowning in your comprehensive,
Bullshit way of life
Disconnected path of reason
I hope you suffocate on pride, boy
This is a day or two old, but was written in spirit of this thread. I penned it while sitting in the library trying to study with a fellow university student, and it sums up how I often end up feeling.
Memories linger, traces of a distant past,
That tempts you to never forget,
Teasing you, goading and sometimes more,
You cannot escape, despite your attempts.
Whiskey shall fail to drown your sorrows,
Leaving behind but a lifeless shee,
And although you detest yourself everyday,
You can’t help but drag others into your own hell.
All because you are “special” and “different”,
With these strong words, carry a strong curse,
And so you drown into your own self pity,
In spit of the fact that you know it could be so much worse.
Well and jolly,
Though a little melancholy.
I feel incredible darkness
It feels like death burrowed inside of me
This amazing force of destruction
It eats away at me
It wants me to die
It is incredibly beautiful
It wants everyone to die
It seeks nothing
I am nothing
Watch in disdain as the rain hits the window pane,
Skies ordained in gray, another day of the same old same.
Strain to remain sane,
As I proclaim, ashamed,
"Another day,
Nothing gained;
Not a single aim obtained."
On a day, mundane and plain,
Such thought - profane.
What to blame?
What to call this sudden change?
This cloud of decay, puddle of pain?
"Despair's the name," it proudly exclaims,
As it claims, blackens my brain.
Will it remain? Never be slain?
Sustain?
Maintain?
Torture and maim, in an endless game?
'twould seem Gavin's settled down in yet another friend-zone. Melodramatic you say? Well, fuck you and your partner. =P
My fear to love again
has taken part as a sin
I accept I wont understand everything
so I just need to let it be
But I don't understand the emptiness
within the opposite of integrity
Man, I hope that makes sense.
Haha.
specks of contained heat
isolated by notched space
like the smell of salt
insulating tightly weaved rules
over clusters of dark spheres
brought to a rolling boil
and jumping at candles
craving is easy
like the first inhalation
my throat clutches
there are knots to re-close
if I look aside the heat contains me
seen it many times
have you, my friend
did it open up your eyes
maybe show you where its been
well tell me something, slick
are you sure of what you've seen
or is more of that ..oh what's it called
great parody i do believe
Dumb, dumb, so dumb you've done brung thoughts of fun with a gun,
So run, run.
Once the sun's shunned,
Moon's hung,
I come for loved ones.
Idk, I was watching something on tv and the first line popped in my head so I thought I may as well do something with it. It started off well (I think) but the rest was pretty lackluster so I'm not going to bother posting it. xD
Three are the things that govern a man,
First is his mind, thoughtful and grand.
Then comes his heart, his very being,
Last is the flesh, needful and freeing.
His mind might wish for knowledge-full fruit,
Studies contently, brings home quite a loot.
Even while friendless it can be at peace,
It knows a friendship is merely a lease.
The heart wants naught but a girl it can love,
It longs for someone who fondness let show.
So it cares nothing for money or gold,
Should it be given a soft hand to hold.
The wants of the flesh are simpler in nature,
A stomach filled full and time for leisure.
Others need therefore not show their regard,
Should a man know of a blooming backyard.
These are the things that govern a man:
First was the mind, thoughtful and grand.
Then came the heart, his very being,
Last was the flesh, needful and freeing.
Happiness comes when these all agree,
But content is he who has two of the three.
Restless the man with but one of them met,
Miserable he who none of them get.
Meditated calm
Talisman of the Godhead
Fabricated angst
I want to eat a hundred bowls of Fruit Loops
Kick a table and flip a door
Take my head and shoot some hoops
And shake out all that jibber jabber
Smash it on the floor
All it does is make me blabber
flabber dabber
flabbuughhh
hhoooo
yeah
:cookiemonster:
Pardon sir, I am a fish
an unrefined aesthetic sense
(acquired for just below threepence
a farthing made the difference, sir).
I worry that in future times
I'll look back on my virtual crimes
indignifying my good name
and in hindsighted rage declaim
"MY WORD, THIS POEM'S FUCKING SHIT!"
(although in the off chance that it
does come to pass, in future there,
that my best putdown's just a swear
I think I will have greater worries on my mind
at that time.
Those aren't just my words, after all.)
A shoulder cracks under the pressure
Compassion now weighing you down; seeping
Indifferent to any real communion, save learned apathy
You have become redundant
Shorten your thought process, friend
There is so much power in this understanding
____________________
Obtuse medium
Underhand exhibition
Acclimated ruse
Try to keep calm.
It won't be long, Gavin stay strong,
And hold on.
Stand with outstretched arm and open palm,
Wondering how many minutes have gone.
Patience begins to wear and all,
I can do is swear. Oh so wrong...
Choke, maul, and tear,
Thoughts of loathing and despair
Befall.
To the heavens I call;
One last favor is all,
I need of thee.
He ignores my plea,
Why has He forsaken me?
I see -
My Ma was wrong,
About it all.
In this gall,
I question all,
That was taught,
A Heavenly Father, nothing but crock.
Tears are fought, my mood it rots.
Feeling very heady,
Struggle to stay steady.
It seems all for not...
*pop*
My toast is finally ready.
http://fuckyea.info/images/toast-cat...-fuck-yeah.jpg
They say that pessimism's sane
but now I see with clarity.
I think the elves inside my brain
have reserved the polarity.
Short and dull :D
Greed is what brought you to me.
You have a lot of love to give
But you preserve it for ur man
I just wish you'd share it more
Greed is keeping us apart now.
The sun never sets,
The moon never wanes,
My love cannot be expressed
Through words, only pain.
Before the forest vines become so long,
And entangle my heart,
I cannot feel, I exhale numbness,
Wish I could go back to the start.
Every waking moment is sadness.
I want to be held close,
I want to bleed out.
I have become death herself.
Now he's bleeding,
The red is seeping.
This evening, he planned on leaving.
"Too slow," he must profess,
As he grips what's left of his chest.
Nevertheless he doesn't stress,
When to the temple it's pressed.
Not a second guess he addressed,
As he put himself to rest,
Left himself a bloody, bloody mess.
Insane, you say?
Well, let's assess.
He escaped the pain,
The shame, the names,
Even the blame,
And the endless rain.
All that claimed,
By a blow to the brain.
...
...
...
Sit, reminisce.
Remember the bliss,
When these lips caressed those of the Miss.
Tisk, tisk.
Had I not dismissed this,
Foolishness,
I would have missed my first kiss.
Oh dream-induced nostalgia. :rolleyes: I started writing a dream journal entry but what the hey; aren't poems the way to explain away what's on the brain?
I want to kill my family
I want to kill my friends
I am so confused
I don't know which way to go
feelings of uncertainty
they make me feel like I'm dieing
I don't even know what I'm uncertain about
The isn't even a poem
lol. I just feel really dark inside. And have this unstable feeling of being confused. I don't want to hurt anyone though. I want people to be loved and healed. I just feel filled with hate though at the same time
I need some wind under my wings
To reach the place I wish to fly
I'm running out of food and water
In a wilderness where I could die
There's a village in the distance
Where I could find good supply
Until then I'll march on with hope
And for now just give a sigh
well my darkness is mostly manifested out of my thoughts of hate towards myself and my situation in life. Not fear. I do not have any fear. If my darkness was manifested out of thoughts of hate towards others more I might be more motivated to go on a shooting spree like you said before but thats not really how I feel. I feel just evil. I am a demon. I am going to eat your soul
I am nothing
you are nothing
all is one
everything is one
everything is nothing, and nothing is everything
If I tell you a secret,
Do you swear ne'er to leak it,
Never to peep it and forever keep it?
This inner seepage,
With an urge to purge baggage,
I speak it.
Now don't you dare breathe it.
I'm so tired
Soon I'll be fired
I don't want to stay like this
Dream, dream with me.
Stay with me, never leave.
Safe within our womb,
in scenes our minds weave.
Patterns no one can conceive,
are within and all around me.
One shared breath, carried on the wind,
one heartbeat, forever deceiving.
Meditation Drop
Gone was reflection
All that was left were sensations and images
Came out as bliss wrapped around placid fear
"fuck"
:fame:
just wait until Friday
On break from work
I took a ride
to Pecan Grove
my favorite place to hide.
I saw a tree that leaned
a lovely piece I thought
if I were a bird
I'd perch on that spot.
I want some water
lets teeter totter
like little children
playing in the water
splashing and leaping
hoping and dreaming
unaware of whats to come
yet still yearning and living to see the sun
what have we done?
...I just came up with that as i wrote it xD
the Rain pour
I am sitting in my car
ever so bored
until the clouds come
and the sun gets blocked
Soon the first drop lands
and the second is LARGE
accompanied by 50 more
all falling at once
o so fast.
I am stranded at the highway
going 20 km per hour
without any visibility
My mother and father panic
and when i look left
a funnel cloud appears
As fast as it came is as fast as it stopped
and i had a blast
as i watched The Rain Pour
i type in 11 letters
and 1 punctuation
f
a
c
e
b
o
o
k
.
c
o
m
and i type my password and email
I look to the top left
WOO a notification and a friend request
CLICK
aww just a like to a dumb post i made
lets see the request i thought
aww just a girl i hate
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUU
browsing the forums
of dreamviews.com
with fellow dreamers
so fabulous alike
i sit and i stare
at the screen so bare
i see the posts
and threads
and boasts
i notice a user
with the name "gameoverlord345"
i see the page
i wonder his age
"how old is this man?"
Tired of crying, tired of lying,
all of these faces in my brain
I'm tired of filing.
I'll hit delete
I can't take one more
person who doesn't give a fuck.
browsing the forums
of dreamviews.com
with fellow dreamers
so fabulous alike
i sit and i stare
at the screen so bare
i see the posts
and threads
and boasts
i notice a user
with the name "erible"
i answer your question within something you hate too much
Spoiler for .:
I knew a girl
Who shared the same dream as me
But it hasn't been the same
Ever since she woke up
There was a girl who I loved
But she didn't care enough
I found out too late
when she stole my heart
Now my life is a nightmare
From my bedroom window I sit
and stare
Watching the world go by
I stare at the computer
what have i seen!
no its not porn!
or anything in between
its a website we know
don't be a ho,
I'll give it a go.
gamoverlord you see
its not you its me
just kidding
its the spoiler tag
that i forgot how to use
this isn't rhyming
but i don't care
at least I'm wearing underwear
back to my topic
so filled with doubt
gameoverlords age
so mysterious about
and those damn spoiler tags.
does this count as a poem xD another one I came up as I wrote, thats how all these are/will be xD
Everything is beautiful
You are all beautiful
Even if you are filled with hate
Even if your selfishness destroys everyone
even if you love no one
even if you hate yourself
I love you
And you are beautiful
I am here for YOU
That is where the wind took me
For you I came
Myself is my vehicle
To come to you
To tell you how beautiful you are
Your eyes are filed with pain
They glow with hate
But I am lost in their beauty
And I will be with you till the end of time
But it never ends
So don't worry
.
I feel so lost
so trapped inside
don't know where I'm at
or going
perhaps its all fine
perhaps life is just blind
to see actuality
but i guess for now
i can sit here and wonder
what ever happened
to reality
3AM
need to sleep
can't shake a feeling
that I can't be renewed again
can't stop thinking of when it will end.
Hear the angels scream
And the beat of paranoia's drum
Pull down the shades so no one can see
This lonely mess I've become
^^ I came here to write how I felt and she said it all. =/
Feeling great
I really hate
That this day
Will soon fade
It was fun
Being On the run
Out in the sun
Now I'm red
And it's time for bed.
Tonight we dream
of a place we love to be
We will see eachother
on opposite sides
of an open book
We will meet in the middle
across the pages we will fly
till our fingers touch eachother
and we'll make a dream
that we can live in forever.
you're true inspiration. <3
Endless purposeless,
With me always, forevermore.
The shadows which lie before me,
Like an ocean without a shore.
A dark abysmal blinded stare,
Like an arrow poisoned with nightshade,
Plunged deep within my heart,
The mysteriousness of a questioning mistress
Questioning harlots, playing with their sense of existence,
Tempting me to beg for more.
Things I wasn't designed to comprehend
Will all be waiting at the end.
I just don't know
why am I even writing?
I wish I could say it aint so.
i can't think of words
i can't think of phrases
or letters or pages
because its all the same
everything is plain
boring
its all a waste
a nihilistic waste
that means everything to some
so i wait
and i think
what words could i say
but i can't even blink
so lonely
but not alone
we all feel the same
the world is dirt
just fucking dirt
and no one fucking cares
your voice fills the air
your skin and your hair
your flesh and bones
you're longing, you're searching
but for what, just nothing
you're angry. pathetic. lost and hurting
fuck it, it's a waste
you say to yourself, thinking out of haste
you've given up
no one cares enough.
some people look, but they never do see
some hear, without listening
just another scribble, on a small piece of paper
shriveled
no guts, no feeling, just hurting, no healing
but its all in your head
you aren't really dead
inside is just a storm, your mind on its way
for what you may ask
without the bad, what would the good have to say?
I love the way mods can edit my post to say anything they want it to.
Fuck you, and fuck this site.
Run edit that, faggot.
I deserve to feel cold.
To feel a chill run through my bones.
Down my spine, to my toes.
How sad I really am,
No one knows.
The leaves on the trees are early this year.
The flowers bloom, I shed a tear.
I long for fall, to watch all of this die.
Whither away, as I sit here
and cry.
The summer reminds me of things I can't have.
Love, so sweet, turned into sorrow and death.
I exhale, you inhale the same breath.
Take my soul and my heart,
dripping with blood, you're my only regret.
Show what’s inside of me,
Let myself free,
Yet only a problem I see.
A secret revealed,
Cannot be re-concealed,
If hurt will I ever be healed.
You
are my sweetheart
I
am nothing
I am worthless
We are the same soul
Forever acting like idiots
Stupid we are
I am an idiot
You are completely fucking stupid
We share this thought
I love your thoughts
I swim in them
basking in their horror
Basking in that feeling
Somewhere in a twisted fucked up dream
Fucking your body
making you moan
I fill you
You fill me
With pain
Sick fucking twisted pain
I hope you die bitch
Naïvety and absolutes
I hope these things will never fruit
How can I show you
something that exists
between you and me?
Expecting an explanation
for what hides in your sight
something you've chosen not to see.
It's like they say
walk a mile or two
turn around
and wonder what's so different
about these new shoes.
Waiting and listening
But no sound I hear
As silence fills the air
You're so dear
I try and look
To find the problem
You're just the crook
You tell me lies, you expect me to believe
We I'm drained now, I'll be gone
But I was here all along
I'll just keep waiting for you to come around
You're just as bittersweet
As everything you choose to defeat
Not a word was said
Not a tear was shed
A whisper you hear
Or just spite in your ear
The beautiful pain, though you've never met
Don't look at me in pity
Don't treat me like the ground below your feet
But you know me so well
It's all that I am
And all I'll ever be
Haiku.
It seems to me now,
That the world has gone to shit.
Let's change that today.
I want to be still.
To lay in slices of sunlight
slanting from the slats of white blinds.
To squint at the glow
of the early sun winking,
sticking to the clouds like a lemon drop.
To stretch in the shade
of branching boughs of oak
swaying in the sweet lilt of the breeze.
To sleep in the embrace
of down and cotton and linen.
I want to be still.
There you are
Somewhere over there
Somewhere not close to me
I can't see you
But your pain creeps inside of me
Creeping in my soul
Making me wish
We never kissed
Or maybe I'm wrong
Maybe I want you more
Nothing matters to me
You may come and go
I'll always be here
Just drifting
You have to let go eventually
But I don't want you to let go
I'm so confused
Nothing makes sense
Nothing but desire
Desire that ripped apart my peace
Peace that seems
It seems like I don't even want it
Not if it means you can't have any
We can share my peace
And I can have your chaos
If thats what you want
I want nothing
But inside of me
There is only desire
Desire that leads somewhere so mysterious
This unknown place
A place where
everything comes together
where I still don't understand
Where nothing will ever make sense
Where I act impulsively
But I don't know why
Fuck this poem
Oh Lord,
I'm bored,
I spent the last 2 hours in traffic with my ford
stupid Toronto and its traffic hoard
sitting alone, all night and all day
wishing you could go somewhere new
You hope and you pray
somehow, somewhere, someone will get you through
a silver lining they say
but it's all burning to shit
some things just can't wait
you soon realize, you don't want to live the same day
though tomorrow and yesterday
still stay the same
not to be rude but are any of these poems happy?
My eyes slowly open
The sun is shining
All is not broken
I have a reason to be rhyming
Even though the easy thing,
Is to fear and dispair,
I know there is a simple truth
Something everyone can bear.
Though most have not realized it
It lies in wait
Right before your very eyes
You need not resort to hate.
For love is the only feeling
That shines clear and true
Like the sun on a clear day
The sky, bright and blue
Once you realize this wonder
This simple piece of art
Your eyes truly open
They open from the heart.
Sun Bleached column of rain
Bleeding clouds, seeping through the pastel
A portal opens.
Waves of heat race forward
Intrusive now, a light beams through
Impaling the solipsistic
A single thought gathers momentum
As her screams become intently unfocused
The child of Anil is born
Breathing shallow now
Sight dims to accommodate
So silent this rhythm has become
Goddamn... ^
went out for breakfast today
really wanted to go to the buffet
i got there at ten thirtay
but the buffet doesn't open until 11 every day
so i had to order pancakes to my dismay
but the food didn't get there until 10:55 anyway
so i should have waited and had the buffet
I didn't think mine was that unhappy.
But these are supposed to express how we feel, so if people don't feel happy
their poem also won't be happy. Why does it matter, anyways?
Holy shit, I'm feeling sick
Whoever gave me this is a dick
I hope that I feel better now
Because I feel like a cow.
The birds rise early as they sing in the rain
I'm already tired by dawn again
they try to wake me, my eyes,
they strain,
along with the songs and the yells that reminisce with the pain.
but I am forever asleep
anything they try is just a futile waste
I'm trapped beneath a sheath, given up and worn.
the sun, i see as it glazes the sill
I sit watching, yet still running out of will
the light dances on my face, why do I feel so torn?
pull down the blinds
but I don't think I can sleep anymore.
i envy you," how can you be?"
by the time I got close to that point, i was running on empty
so I just stopped right there.
And I never looked back, but the shades are still there
a little bit of sun, creating a glare
that reflects off my eyes
all I see is the hurt, as I look into the skies.
You're so cruel,
I love you, I love you.
You're so cool,
I hate you, I hate you.
You are like the grass beneath my feet
like the wind in the abysmal sky
like the violent, striking waves colliding with the shore,
and falling as I cry.
you're carrying me to a place that I don't want to be,
yet keeping me planted, firm on the ground
and still on my feet.
i beg to differ, but you never make a sound.
I try and get a word, because thats all I need,
but you just stay silent, as I beg
and I plead.
tearing me a sunder
like you know you always do;
ripping me apart
because you know I'll still love you.
but i still hate to see you go,
in such a brash manner...
and it kills me some more,
like an old ruined manor.
You're indifferent to my words,
but its all that I am
because now that you're gone,
nothing, is what have.
you're so unaware of what you're doing,
and what's been done.
keep writing me off, just throw me away.
hurry and give up, you never cared anyway.
i hate myself because I feel so much love,
for someone who doesn't give a fuck.
or so it seems
whats stopping you? I'll even dig my grave
it'll be easy for you, just push me away,
for another couple days,
because I'm sure to break.
maybe I'm looking for too much
you're not how you appear
you seem so oblivious
while I'm just scared.
I've just fabricated this thought in my mind
feeling the hate, one second at a time.
I'm just so dramatic, don't take it bad
but i still don't want it to seem like a crime
to feel upset over you.
I just want your love
Il give while you take
it will be better for us,
but mostly for your sake.
my selfish desires, they eat me alive
as i kill myself, for one last time.
Just try not to look
not that you would otherwise
your words are just looming
around by my mind
my dreams are haunted by your face
i want you so much
i need you in this place
am I allowed to post so much here Dx I'm just writing what comes to mind and how i feel gwuahahhh
do you have a problem with this D:<
http://cdn0.sbnation.com/imported_as...prised-guy.jpg
the point of this is to write how your emotions are.
"Eric,"
In his face I spit,
"You're a dick,
And you smell like shit."
My son is the bright circle in my heart,
filling it with so much light
that it can never again be conquered by the dark.
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My summer's so short
And for that i snort
More School to come
a school filled with rum
Rum without the alcohol
oh the other ingredients
That didn't even rhyme
But the time is a crime
So i enter the school
The one thats not cool
And then i watch a movie
I also bend my knee
And why did I say that?
Because it rhymes
but that didnt
And I dont care
And i come home to Dreamviews
To view the entire Poem
forum
again.
I see a user with the name Erible
And it turns out an age she seeks
An age of a boy
or a girl
named gameoverlord
3
4
5
and it turns out as she
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Spoiler for VULGAR NAUGHTY POEM, SHIELD YOUR EYES:
I said this to someone on Omegle, while trolling, then realized it rhymed.
Yes, it is VERY appropriate! do you not agree?
Reflecting on my past
I see all the paths I could have walked
I chose ones with the most challenges
unknowingly
then I think maybe
that's how it's supposed to be
She wants to know my age
on the 6th page
in the website
where she is in plight
She will never know
Just like she will never glow
So she angrily eats some bread
While I say it between 1 and 100
I usually hate writing poems or reading them because most people make very cliché poems about something depressing or love. I consider myself pretty good at improvisation though. Let's see if I can come up with a decent one.
Spoiler for :
That's my little DVs poem. I hope you like it. :)
steal my dreams
make me play games
haven't they heard?
life IS a dream
we're too good
to work fast food
I love you.
let's have pigeon babies.
chickens with rabies.
fill the sea of pirates
who used to have scabies
i'm not a clown
he's from Hades
take an umbrella
the rain will wash out the town
i then say farewell
you ate a giraffe
I said "what the fuck?"
just grow an afro
you look like a duck.
IDFK
Nodding my head as I sit in my bed while I troll through this thread, read me say what I said.
Little boy
Why must you stalk me?
I don't even want you to talk to me.
Go away.
That last one was too strong
I felt the need to know
the meaning of life
my eyes start to show
a little red and dazed
my thoughts freely flow
to my fingers and
a typing we will go
This started out as a Facebook status, but it was too long (more like, too great). Music is like poetry, so I feel this deserves to be here, especially because it expresses my thoughts and feelings.
8AM waking up in the morning,
gotta be fresh, gotta go down the hall,
gotta have my plate, gotta have my toast,
seein' everything, the time is goin',
tickin' on and on, nobody's rushin',
gotta get down to the patio,
gotta pot some plants, I see my mom.
Kickin' in the small pots,
sittin' in the big pots,
gotta make my mind up,
which pot should use?
It's Friday, Friday,
gotta pot plants on Friday,
every plant is lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend
Friday, Friday,
pottin' plants on Friday,
every plant is lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend!
Lots of rain, lots of rain (yeah)
Lots of rain, lots of rain (yeah)
Rain, rain, rain, rain
Lookin' forward to the weekend
:cookiemonster:
I would have added more, but I really do need to go pot plants.
I walk in the rain, hiding my face.
Trying to wipe away the tears,
Wipe away the memories they are made of.
But alas, the past cannot be erased.
And the memories it holds, will never fade.
The sky mourns, so does my heart.
What is this pain?
A feeling that no one can describe?
Like a fire that never burnt;
A song never heard.
The world seems distant,
Like a dream when you are living it.
Reality becomes unreal.
Time runs out of time.
The world rotates about me,
Oblivious to my feelings.
But that is fine,
for loneliness is my way of life.
A heart impossible to enter,
A lie impossible to detect.
Eyes impossible to see through,
A soul impossible to enlighten.
Nothing, that is what I have become.
The rain stops.
So does the pain.
"You can get over it", a voice says.
A voice that still haunts me,
a past that I could have had.
How I regret it now,
I wish I could take it back.
But alas, the past cannot be erased.
In the abyss of darkness, I lay forgotten.
The time is gone now, the fire is out.
The flowers never bloomed, the sun never rose.
Nothing can change me now.
That is my Fate.
__ Max.
between my ribs and vertebrae
vines of life are creeping
from my heart and bones, down to my toes
potential's often seeping
So here's me trying to sound poetic :P
Delusional happiness is only delusional if you filter and ignore everything else.
Delusional sadness is only delusional if you filter and ignore everything else.
Be open.
Be aware of all.
You may find comfort and meaning in the idea that you actually help shape this world.
Many seem to give in to the present state of things.
Many seem to seek guidance, to seek meaning.
Yet they have the power to provide guidance for themselves.
Yet they have the power to create meaning for themselves.
Few believe they can choose to innovate.
Few believe they have the power to influence.
Your life is yours. And the way choose to live it will affect the world.
I still miss you
although it seems many days past
you're in my mind every day or two
it's not that i want you back.
i just want things to be the same
but its too unclear to see
things just seemed to re arrange
what were you to me?
empty feelings fill that gap
in the place you used to be
i have nothing left to say
but i still hope
i long for another day.
you're killing me
i'm dying
it's happening unintentionally
sitting here, just crying.
i know it's not good
but it's just how it is
if i could change it, i know i would
the happiness and love, it's only just a wish.
We hide our eyes from you
We hide our selves from your gaze
Yet you shine everyday
Protected by the guardian clouds
Which allow you shade
From this unforgivable view
you used to make me feel ok
you didn't lead me astray
just the comfort in your voice made things alright
but i guess love is blind, just like they say.
I'm flying to you
Smiling on my dragon
It'll be just us two
Riding in this wagon
Going to the place
Where I can see your face
Or maybe not
Maybe I will just rot
All alone
Just me myself and everything
I have no place here
Until I looked in the mirror
And saw you in the reflection...
I wrote this the other night while under the influence of plant matter and just noticed that I'd saved it:
too raw
he cracks one
that poem is freakin genius tara
I don't think I've ever felt as urged to like as many things at once, as I just did in just wandering through here by chance.
So thank you for that.
Brainwashed minds and big egos
do you no good
quit watching the tele
and go read a fucking book
i'm stuck in this house
there are heaps of dirty laundry
stacks of papers
a too bright light
little creaky bed and
cracked creepy closet
a pretty puppy
lying at my feet
endless framed family
a squeaky old fan and
quaint country quilts
there is an old man
with his old wife
their aging daughter
a chihuahua, cockapoo
and a teenager, locked in the attic
Here we are again
Just me and the universe as usual
She's not much for conversation
It can feel a bit like isolation
However there are times
Where I don't mind at all
She can fill me with unspeakable awe
Her beauty and mystery enraptures my being
Proving that her sparse moments of glory
Are worth the lonely patience of seeing
These parking lot demons are playing their phantom horns
While the sound of nothing comes creeping closer, my god it's getting warm
No person on earth should ever feel like this
Inside my mind plays constant pain, but how can I resist
Though it shouldn't affect me,
I fail to comprehend.
How can this happen?
I suffer from lack of sleep
being misunderstood and mistreated.
I bite my tounge as you run along
doing anything and everything that
you want to do
It's pointless to tell you how I feel
because you don't want to hear.
Anything I say is "wrong"
I'm stuck in a loop
calling for help
can anyone
save me
from the heartache
of being
a housewife?
Understand me
and you will cry
Only you understand me
And only you can see my pain
The emptiness
The loneliness
My fear
Fear that feels like intense pain
fear of loneliness
All I've ever wanted was loneliness
But it scares me more than anything
I am afraid
I fear the outcome
Whatever my life may bring me
Aimless
The incredible joy of aimlessness
Taking me nowhere
Aimlessness is my only friend
I trust in you
I don't know for sure if I can trust anyone else
But I will fight to the death
along side my wolves
Even if I'm not sure if I trust them
They are my wolves
I stare into the moon
I can feel the room
it yells with discomfort
it screams with pain
It holds me in
It suffocates me
Yet I am happy
because you are there for me
Damn the distances between us
And the differences as well
Damn the rise of foolish pride
And damn the lies we tell
There was once a ugly barnacle.
He was so ugly, everybody died.
Scrabbling and swishing
the puzzle pieces 'round
I can not see
I can not tell
What it is I've found
Writhing and twisting,
this puzzle's so distorted
I can not see
I can not tell
What it is I've sorted
I"m fucking everywhere bitch
can't hide from me
Hide and I'll find you
Then I'll fucking blind you
You can't see now
Where'd I go?
can't see me now
I'm in the dark
creepin
Breathing fast
panic bitch
Scramble for the phone
hear me laugh from the dark
I'm coming.....
Oh yes
scream like a the stupid bitch you are
I'm behind you
my hands are covered in your blood
Now your dead body is dead
And my hands are all red
I'm crying tears
I wants your tears
me and you known each other for years
I knew it would come to this
You can't run fromthis
It already done
I just wanted to kil for fun
But now I'm feeling guilty
But I don't care
I can live with that
But you I can live without
You had to get out
Of my fucking world of pain
obsession was the game
that I played for years
Now I can taste your tears
and I'm crying
So smile
let me be
in the sand
can't you see
the ocean
it consumes us all
we are devoured by a kiss
from the sea
these illusions that fill me
swirl, fade, appear
they hide within me
bursting through unclear
they make my mind race
and question reality
but can they really be
actuality?
tomorrow never comes
today never leaves
yesterday never was
play on words, you see?
change never changes
death never dies
life never lives
love always lies
I took a nice bath today:
Soap suds swirl like Jovian storms
Red knees breach like whales
Succumbing to, my mind transforms
And thoughts pervade my sails.
(note: Jovian is the adjective for Jupiter)
Crisp cut figure
Detail - Her beauty unreal
And yet the moment is true
Concise is the contour
Of soft, subtle skin
Hair cascades
Eyes glistening, awaiting
Though the moment feels true
The moment is unreal.
Deepest cuts never fade,
Empty, alone, in the dark,
fallen within my grave.
Promises mean nothing,
Your words were lies,
Love dies, just like everything.
Screaming on the inside,
Die, die, die.
~
Between the trees
trembling lips
withered leaves
and broken sticks
cover skeletal forms
half buried
your last breath
long exhaled
forgotten
they will
forget you
i am so full
who would have thought
that today
even on this glorious day
i might finally
cook myself a legit meal
potatoes
mashed
vegetables
of so many colours
and the meat
in all it's meatlyness
all makes for a full dude
and a very very cool dude
:shadewink:
A heart
i find my inspiration
while stumbling through the dark
a sadness, overwhelming
i reply, in haste remark
"it just sits
and seeps
and lies evermore"
"oh what is that?"
I sit taciturn
though weeping at the core.
Not cotton blankets nor soft quilts adorned in muted pattern,
Not even a favorite jacket worn by years of use,
No amount of stuffed animals sewn with affected smiles,
Neither warm hands nor cool nights filled with smoky laughter,
Never tinkling lullabies nor soothing mugs of tea,
No beds of bright daises or pillows of soft grass,
Not rainy days or the smell of old books;
Not even these can console me from the loss of you.
water drips from the roof of my mind
My memories take refuge in my hiding place
where did all the love go?
I will never know
My memories are mine to know
Perhaps necessary to grow
A river flowing
never ending
I sit and watch
confused and amazed
watching the souls rush downstream
I sat laughing
I thought about my life
it seemed meaningless
I could care less
The world moves so fast
So much life, so many things happening
Yet here I am in my own little nest
So quiet and relaxing
I want to know what is going on in this world
yet I close my eyes and drift into an entirely different universe.
She sat and stared and plots her game
We undertake, with shared conditions
Can feel her yearning and feel her pain
But love is absent , see our shame
My heart is frozen
Like my tongue
I know just what i'm running from.
step after step after mind numbing venture
this breath is too heavy, it blots my escape
some how i have come to accept this detention
internal reflection: what the numbleg still chase
explosion of awesome~
The day was short
I talk with sheep
Tryna do the savior's work
Muscles heavy , body numbs
It's time to close my eyes and go to sleep :cheeky:
I was alone when he found me,
broken and bleeding
I fought to stay alive,
drowning in my mistakes
The light that shone so brightly,
nearly blinded me
Now I wait for the day,
when I can truly say 'I'll stay'.
I dream to be lucid
oh the irony..
a feeling so elusive
yet still inspires me
You and I, Earth and Sky.
I sought to come near,
but you didn't wanna hear it.
I knocked on the cloud,
And you kicked me down.
I let you rest.
I wished to come back.
Then someone said,
you're nothing but a lie.
I chased you away,
claiming you are not real.
Now I sit all alone,
waiting for a sign.
But I hear none.
So I fly trough my days,
all alone.
So now I try to come near,
but you only give me a headacke.
I try to call,
but you can't hear my cry.
I won't give up,
untill I see you smile and hold my hand.
-Poem of my inner world, the world I got kicked out of by Yranul(My sub-c?)-
I saw you pass me by,
my faint heart, beated fast.
I came to you, with a fragile heart.
You slit my throath, with no second thought.
You left, without a goodbye,
I was lying down, wishing to see you again.
My bleeding body, no pain endured,
my heart was yours, there was no doupt about it.
I awaited your return, but you wouldn't show.
I strayed, guided by my faint heart,
I fell into a grip, of a angel with a evil heart.
I couldn't see, I was blinded by love,
I spent my days, holding her hand.
Then you came, from the depts of hell
You cried in my arms, such a fragile being.
I held a demon in my hands, and I smiled,
My heart beated faster, and I wanted it to last forever.
We became close, in a flash.
I couldn't stand, not seeing you,
I had a secret crush, oh what a love demise.
You held my hand, trough heaven and hell,
I held yours, wishing you were mine.
The angel held her strings around my neck,
I was caged, I wished to be closer to you,
But my faint heart wouldn't let it.
I held her hand, with a pure heart,
I didn't want to hurt, it was never my goal.
She kept her strings,
till she made a mistake.
She lost a piece of her heart,
Strayed away,
She left me in the dark,
Down there, all alone.
You found me in the dark,
You were my rescue.
A demon saved me from an angel,
Oh what a irony that was.
My heart beat faster, glad you were there
You took the final step,
You lit the fireworks in my heart.
A kiss of an angel, the kiss of salvation,
You made me yours, I was struck.
You corrupted my heart,
I cleansed yours.
We are one,
That is a fact.
So hold my hand,
Like I hold yours,
Let us walk on this road together,
Forever in love.
You are my love,
The one and only,
The truest of my feelings,
Are the ones for you,
So hold my hand,
Let us walk together,
Eternally.
-For that special someone <3-
I'm just a regular everyday normal guy
Nothin' special 'bout me motherfucker!
I'm just a regular everyday normal guy
When I go to the clubs I wait in line motherfucker!
I'm just a regular everyday normal guy
I got 600 dollars in the bank motherfucker!
I'm just a regular everyday normal guy
And my sexual performances are average!
I work in customer service for a phone company
I make 12 bucks an hour but that's all I need
I live in a small apartment on a quiet street
I don't go out too much, I like to watch TV
I can't afford a car, I use public trans-portation
I don't mind, I read til' I reach my destination!
Sometimes a newspaper, sometimes a book
The amount of money I save, that shit is off the hook!
And I'm not very good with the women
I'm a pretty shy person and I'm average lookin'
Last time I had sex was in 2003
And I'm ashamed to admit, but it wasn't free!
I'm just a regular everyday normal guy
I get nervous in social situations motherfucker!
I'm just a regular everyday normal guy
I get constipated once a month motherfucker!
I'm just a regular everyday normal guy
And I make pretty good spaghetti sauce motherfucker!
I'm just a regular everyday normal guy
And I get scared when I go see the dentist!
I'm the Pauly Shaw of everyday life
Easily forgettable, and I'm not very liked
I have an According to Jim personality
I'm as entertaining as a fuckin' STD
If you wanna mess with me I think you probably can
Because I'm not confident, and I'm weak for a man
I'll just roll up in a ball while you kick me in the back
Yeah honestly I probably won't fight back
And I don't have many friends that would back me up
My friend Steve would, but he doesn't look very tough
If you rarely get laid put your hands up!
If you're not well paid put your hands up!
If you're not well paid put your hands up!
If you got a pet cat put your hands up!
And if you got a bad back put your hands up!
I'm just a regular everyday normal guy
My parents, are really nice people motherfucker!
I'm just a regular everyday normal guy
I'm somewhat afraid of heights motherfucker!
I'm just a regular everyday normal guy
I like the show Grey's Anatomy motherfucker!
I'm just a regular everyday normal guy
And I'm pretty good at makin' paper planes!
We were always looking for it, it was always us, we made the game to chase ourselves without ever looking back.
empty cup- nothing in
try to fill
empty pitcher- nothing in
maybe wait for rain
set on window sill
too narrow, glass shatters
strewn amongst the pavement
I'll get another tomorrow
genuineness and egotism cannot co-exist
personal reflection and premature pride
eating my soul from the inside
to cure this disease I will persist
stay true to life, sacrifice, resist.
transparent, silent
filled with energy just like
the air in winter.
Echoes of the past, binding me down
I stand up, I hear a whisper
It's calling my name.
I break away the chains, unbind the sorrow deep within
I hear the screams, a sword aimed at me
I stand my ground, my will is low
I'm not moving away, but I can't fight like before.
The fight and agony await, it's not what I want.
I see the glowing river od blood, you at the middle of it
You're screaming my name, what have I done?
You keep on attacking me but I hold no grudge
What did I do, to make you feel like that?
Where did all the agony come from
Let me feel what lies beneat, let me touch you with a hand of love.
If I ever thought anything about you, it was to be near you.
My hands mean no harm, let me near,
My soul is filled with sorrow, let us wash it away.
Let us work together to see the sun shine tomorrow.
I am here...
like a cold breeze in the hot weather
I am here for you...
So let me get near
let me near to wash away all your pain.
You are me, yet you hide from me
Don't be afraid to call, the voice that is you.
One moment I
am thinking about one thing
about one thing
about one thing
about another thing
Was this related to the last thing?
There was a last thing?
What's for dinner? What is it like to die?
Why am I so fragmented. I am in one piece. Is this glue really strong enough?
Why do I think when I question? I already know every answer. I just need to pick the right folder to pull it out of.
Sometimes it starts where I feel full of euphoria and at peace with everything, that life is a beautiful experience.
Why do I delude myself with questions? What is it like to die? What's for dinner?
What was that last thing?
It was another thing
about one thing
One moment I was thinking, the next I was answering, the next I was questioning my answer, the next I was answering my question, which I questioned,
Take a step back
The answers are all here.
(sorry if that's stupid dumb I just felt like stream of consciousness typing)
Millions starve, line the streets of open graves.
And we pretend we can't hear their screams....
I wrote this at 3:08AM while I was in bed; I like writing things down when they go through my mind, because "nighttime" me says things very differently than daytime me.
I lay in bed,
Tossing; Turning.
Mind is racing,
Thoughts are burning
holes in my head.
Sleep is calling.
Out I grasp
to grab it,
but alas,
there's darkness falling
faster than I can pass
time, awaiting dreams
to mask my sadness
at last.