Bye for today.

yeah...once you get to know me...i'm one of the most sociable guys you ever meet...if i trust you....

lol...i love yall too...

jackie...lol..i hope my prof thinks the same way...if she tears it apart...i'd be screwed....have to figure out another way of doing it...lets here some of yours jackie...i'd love to hear your inner workings...
 
Soulgasm, if she tore THAT up I think we'd all have to fly over there and beat her arse! She'd be an idiot not to appreciate that poem! I wouldn't worry one bit.😉
 
i have one:

i can no longer hide,
my schemes, my games and my lies.
i can no longer fake,
the love, the hate, and all my not so prideful mistakes.

i wish i could take it back.
and dry my tears and hide my eyes,
so you could no longer see,
and i could remain a mysterie...

(i have to say that i love this one, i wrote it about 2years ago... and it' so perfect for the situastion i wrote it for *sighs*)
 
lol...i liked the theme of mystery and mistakes...don't really know a person unless you know their mistakes...

yo gothic...you started this thread...post some poems...don't get all salty and shiz...just participate dude...

here's the newest one i've written...its kinda weird...so...hope yall enjoy it...

~~run to the sun~~

I hate running in the morning cause I get hives
its"˜ cause of the sweats and the chilled dawn air~~

wear the sweats anyway~~ don't know why~~
just feels wrong to scrap'em this morning~~

Pull up the hood~~ tune the leg sweats~~
idle in the crowded parking lot~~

warm up the limbs~~ shake out the gremlins~~
grudgingly crouched at the starting line~~

the race begins with a blaring horn and a reving of anxious spirits~~
people jockey for position~~ haste me by~~ i let the race come to me~~

out of the pack~~ shift into cruise control~~
open road dares me to grind the dashed paint off its coarse skin~~

relentlessly consume the foolish jockeys one by one~~
finished off by a wink~~

limbs churning out power~~ casted from loathed mornings~~
combustion seething through my pulse~~ the sun peeks over the horizon~~

near peripheral spots a grin of a sparkling grill~~
reflected sun light radiates off her teeth~~

I wink~~ she consumes me~~
positions herself directly in front of the bright sun~~

she's fully loaded~~ fabricated for endurance~~
just hunger~~ listening to the chrome sing~~

bumper starting to pull away~~I shift into 4th~~
gain on her wheels~~ become giant sized in her rear view mirror~~

intake more labored~~ beginning to over heat~~
wink on her peripheral~~ i grin~~ she purs~~

opens up her stride~~ like her engine's barely thumping~~
steadily and slowly she burns me~~ one length at a time~~

light covers her in a visible second skin~~
her coarse shadow beckons me~~ i shift into my final gear~~

limbs ache with fatigue and battery acid churns in my gas tank~~
nipping at her blurry heels~~ i am optimistic~~

she shifts into another gear~~

Blazing to the sun~~ I continue the sprint~~
air intake at max~~ stomach begins to demand to halt~~

finish line in sight~~ frantically trying to catch her~~
whole body sides with stomach leader and hunches over~~

lactic acid boils out of mouth and nostrils and onto the asphault~~
abdominals performing an emergency Heimlich~~

jog past the finish line in fowl smelling sweats~~
unlatch the hood~~ steam rises like a second skin~~

stagger toward the water cooler and pour it on my head~~
iced water shocks me~~ rinse out my mouth~~

she appears out of no where and nozzles up a cup~~
glistening and grinning~~ she touches my moist shoulder~~

"Your all bumpy"~~ I glance at my shoulder~~ and grin~~
I love running in the morning~~
 
I think there's definately more to this man...

Gasm, you rock.

out of the pack~~ shift into cruise control~~
open road dares me to grind the dashed paint off its coarse skin

opens up her stride~~ like her engine's barely thumping~~
steadily and slowly she burns me~~ one length at a time

Two of my fav parts. I also love the end. It made me smile. I felt like I could could really see through your eyes. That's great writing...
 
cheers for reading it rayne...i tried to give it a machine feel....like a transformation...i see potential in this one....

you know what's funny....the two topics i've poemed bout....guitars and cars... i don't even know about...lol...engines just look like one big blob and guitar chords are just impossible to play...

come on yall..i wanna read some of yalls...
 
I'm going to be typing up two of my poems later today, but for now I just wanted to tell you, Soulgasm, how much I appreciate you sharing your poetry with us. It shows a different side of you; keep writing 'cause that poem was intense and amazing.
 
yeah, that vas a good one(and when it comes tp poetyr there i don't like it all, but yours was really good and not just good!🙂)

i have one more:

if my soul was empty
and my heart was cold,
then how did i survive thee,
and the hardness that you hold?

if my heart was warm and not so gentle
and my soul was wild with hate
then why didn't i then go
and break and break and break?
-gh-

and one more...

i wonder if the stars
will ever tell me there secrets
like i tell them mine
or if they'll let me keep them
if only for a short piriod of time

i wonder if you'll ever let me in
or if you'll keep me on the fence
i wonder where you've been
and if you're good at making amends...

and one more🙂 *laughs...*

Now I feel empty,
now I feel cold.
I through my soul out the window,
I through my heart down a hole.

This is the beginning,
I want to see the end.
the end of the summer,
the end of a friend.

I hate what I'm saying,
I hate what I am.
But said is said,
so I'll go on with my plan.


and...

NEEDED

The blood is pumping through my veins,
as you come closer it starts to rain,
the rain washes all the tracks away.
The tracks of murder and hard betrayal.

You stand close to me and I start to cry.
If you leave I hope you die,
that you can't breath when I'm not near,
that you can't live without me here.

But I know that's not true,
that you won't feel me when I'm not with you,
the fact remains as clear as glass,
that I need you to need me back"¦

And that will never happen.



i hope you like'em😉 (i have alot of poems that i've writen.. last time i counted i had over 1000... that was in may.. 🙂 *laughs*)
 
Short and sweet, polexia, I like 'em. I guess 'love poems' are your thing.🙂

Here's one of mine. I wrote it for my Creative Writing class last year; I think you can tell that I'm pretty pissed while writing it:

It confuses me that you're considered a friend.
Amidst your every aspect,
I find something I hate;
a characteristic that bleeds in you.
If I told you the truth even once,
you'll make me out as the bad guy.
You get that certain sound in your voice
like maybe you're about to cry,
but you're in it for the attention.
I feel like I'm on a rooftop
being denied the opportunity to shout.
It's as if I stopped for a moment,
looked around me then at you,
and realized where the world revolves.
I didn't want to write this down,
but your actions have led me to it.
I speak up and accusations are made;
I'm tired of the tactful coil,
and yet you still won't hear me.
Blockades form on your ears
when you hear what you don't want to.
You ridicule me for cursing
like you're a pure radiant saint.
Words are just words in the end,
so don't cry when I tell you
that I hate you when you're you.



sidenote: if you didn't catch it, I pulled the phrase 'pure radiant saint' from an episode of Angel -'Inside Out'🙂
 
Wow. Now there is a poem I can really relate too!

"I feel like I'm on a rooftop
being denied the opportunity to shout.
It's as if I stopped for a moment,
looked around me then at you,
and realized where the world revolves."

I like that.

"so don't cry when I tell you
that I hate you when you're you."

And that...😉 Great stuff beautiful!

Polexia, I like those a lot but my fav was the last one. 😉

"I wonder if the stars
will ever tell me there secrets
like i tell them mine"

That's really nice. It brings about feelings of a time that I never want to forget. Thank you. 😉


Ok, this will be a long post...here goes...

ONCE AGAIN

So shallow was the heart that held no reguard for others
So sweet was her face
So deceptive
Not by choice but by nature
And charmed a grieving soul

Now open am I
To all the elements
Once again
Harsh light
And she leads me

Such a beauty
This place within
Comfort surrounding
With her all around me
THEM all around me

A Booming silence
A shakey note
That rings beyond the years
And pierces deep
This heart of mine

All that was
Has come undone
Now fill my wound with stone
To protect this heart from breaking
This soul from grieving

Once again
 
some good stuff yall...damn you rayne...for taking the exact quotes i was gonna use for five and p-xia...those lines are special...cause if they stood out for us...then they stick out...

wow...rayne...that was some crazy ideas...like some weird hot lady that uses people up...what inspired you to write something like that...

i think the best things i can say for five and xia...is to center those poems around those lines...cause they are hella powerful...if you get the right images and some more unheard of phrases..then my friends...you weild some ill shiz!!

this thread gives me an idea...hmmmm
 
Sorry SG! Those were great lines they wrote though eh?

That was something I wrote forever ago. Sorry, no hot lesbian expierience. Actually what I meant by it was more of a spiritual energy. It's about trust being broken and walls going up...Poor lil Rayne got hurt...Boo-hoo...::nopity:: LOL!

Everybody RUN! SG is gettin' ideas!!! lol 😛
 
lol...nah..i didn't think it was lesbian...i thought it was more like betrayl by like a close friend when you needed them the most...or like you put yourself in someone else's shoes who was used by a hot chick...

damn that hot chick syndrome!!
 
i liked you poem oz.. i agree with rayne, that stanza was just great!

Rayne🙂 i loved the last stanza! i love the images you're useing!
All that was
Has come undone
Now fill my wound with stone
To protect this heart from breaking
This soul from grieving

here is one more:

sometimes i let the world slip away
i let reality slip through my fingers
and i let it fall to the floor

and i swim into my own world
a world where i deside
and where i chose the people surrownding me

no one can tell you what to do
when you're the one pulling all the strings!
*----*
i'm not sure how i feel about that ening though, i just found it, and i have just writen it down here as it was in my book.. i like the first stanza though.... 😉
 
Lol! Yup. The betrayal one. It was pretty bad...so post more SG! come on! And share everyone! Even if you think your poems aren't that great just remember that you are your worst critic! And no one could be more "bloody aweful" than me! 😀 See? I know I'm no poet but they are my form of release...so share with us you guys! We're bearing our souls here!😉

Here's a shorter one form highschool...

Suspended in time
On an axil of twine

Scarecrow in a field
Surrounded by fire

Vertigo atacked
This highwire act

Twisting, turning
Endless spiral

Falling faster
Each gaining mile

Tsunami of tears
Drowning in fears

The light disappears...


Polexia~no one can tell you what to do
when you're the one pulling all the strings!

That's my fav from yours. I think it's because I like that kind of puppet imagry.
 
"Tsunami of tears
Drowning in fears

The light disappears..."

i loved that🙂
really great

"time flys
and you with it
i am mad
you are crude
and so we go
along a path
that brings us home
that brings us back..."

i have to say that i like the circle in this one...🙂
 
You guys are so awesome; feedback helps me out so much.

polexia, the second to last one you posted is the best because it definitely speaks to all of us. It has a great ending. Rayne, and polexia - rhyming really works for you guys.

Rayne, my favorite one is your last one - awesome imagery!

I have a much longer poem this time; it isn't that great, but I thought it'd be okay to share. I wrote it for my twin sister:

"To My Sister on Her Sixteenth Birthday"

I remember
when you never cursed,
"¦or even knew which words to use,
when you said "˜I love you' without another thought
"¦or a pause in between,
when you cried the first day of kindergarten
"¦and I sat with you on the bus ride home,
when I had nightmares that you were gone
"¦and I woke up relieved, but crying still,
when you told me to get my "˜priorities straight'
"¦you did so "˜cause you cared and were concerned.

I can't remember
all our birthdays,
or the first day we spent apart,
or when it was that we grew up,
but I remember that, through all life's curves,
you haven't changed since the first day we met.
Your kindness"¦ your mind"¦ your strength,
you seem to glow because you surpass us all;
you're a face in the crowd,
you're every face I want to see.

And I remember when we were each other's best friend
Because anyone else was second best
And I remember when you never had a boyfriend
Because boys had cooties and we sure didn't
I remember now, when I tell you an important secret
You respect and support them just because.
And when people recognize and admire you
I remember that I get to be your sister;
and you, mine

But I remember that I don't tell you enough
how much I appreciate you and admire your strength,
and that I notice everything you do.
And if the world lets you down when you grow up in it"¦
remember that the world sucks because nothing is eternal;
except for the way our bond is.
 
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