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Post by sascrotch on Feb 2, 2010 23:05:38 GMT -5
Five Inches
Tell me now With your eyes that can see more Of my soul than I would care to claim And a voice that whispers reason Into ears that don't feel the same Tell me all Every doubt and fear I tried to hide Behind a face I could swear was stone But you decoded the traps and riddles Etched into my brittle bones Tell me what What curse was bestowed upon me To make me trust where I should not What sickness plagued my heart That my mind had all but forgot Tell me, fate What stars do you see in the crystal? Judge my life by the turn of a card Before I break the table of pestilence By the strength I have found in my scars Tell me, please For I fear I know less of myself Than I reveal to the world around me Tell me the end is just the beginning Let your wisdom and comfort surround me Tell me now With your eyes that can see more Tell me the path is still worth walking Tell me I was wrong before
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Post by sascrotch on Feb 6, 2010 21:46:14 GMT -5
Steering Wheel
I found it there, in the dark With a stone fountain That lost its water Off the path but exactly the road I wished to follow Exactly the calm that silenced The truth I had to swallow I found it there, where it hid As if waiting to be found Among the quiet sounds I had to look and still didn't see Beyond yesterday's towers Still didn't see past the monolith That robbed me of my power I found it there, humble and uplifting It groaned at my touch Its voice an ethereal song Though I spun it, my course never swayed And I feared it was too late My course led only to cliffs All I could do was wait It found me there, in the dark And made me believe again Assured me my course is my own That the 'who' means more than the 'when'
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Post by sascrotch on Feb 12, 2010 22:59:01 GMT -5
My Only Where
Wear those cold dew drops like you own them. Forget wherever you said we’re going. Half the fun is not even knowing. Half the fun is letting you win. Take a bet against the sun and it’s rising. Tumble down in the panic of night , And if your breath can’t stop me from flying, Then the moonbeams must be letting you in. Spin around on a wobbly seat, With three sides that always face east Those laughing embers were always the least of your problems, I know your reasons. It’s like falling between the tripwires. Into the pot and out of the fire Asking if you may ask to inquire about the changing of the seasons. Roll your shell out of the timeline. Happiness is dead in the limelight; But you were never much for prima donnas anyway. You’re the steering wheel on the drag line. A map that lights up in the twilight And asks me to go, but begs me to stay.
Wear that starlight smile as long as you can Forget to remember to remind me of my plans Holding this pen is like holding your hand Because only good will come I drowned the lights with a simple song I wish I knew it better, please correct me if I’m wrong My wish was riding shotgun all along Laughing as she hummed Spin around before the clouds can change See another face that never stays the same Well I swore and swore that this was more than a game but shrugged it off just for fun Flickering asleep when the snow’s too deep You told me everything without a peep And I looked away before I could leap into the dream I wished I’d won Roll your eyes back in your head If lies could kill then we’d all be dead Don’t encourage me, I’m far beyond help these days You’re the fireplace in my imaginary den I know the where but can’t remember the when And my tongue does cartwheels inside my mouth, and I’ll never get out all the words I want to say
The smell of coffee melts through the air The sky was subdued and my conscience was bare The sidewalk seemed to lead me everywhere But the only care I would even dare to try was left in your thrilling stare Now it’s everywhere, oh it’s everywhere! Streaming from this smile I wear And it’s only fair that if you were there That wherever it is, it’s my only “where” Wherever you are is my only “where”
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Post by egyptiandong on Feb 19, 2010 14:05:34 GMT -5
Kool thread so far. Good poems.
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Post by egyptiandong on Feb 19, 2010 15:02:42 GMT -5
Hey guys I think I have one. This is the rough draft so all revisions suggested are welcome and wont hurt my feelings. Dont expect anything like you fellars right im not yet at that calliber I dont believe.
Zombies
they are everywhere you look its an inescapable evil fighting is futile when you dont know the source this enemy is to profound to prosperous to prolific its more than a country its more than the peasants the only unaffected are to weak to afraid to poor oppressed isnt the word its the first one that comes to mind its time to change but if its time to get up then stand up theres no time for half-assing pussy-footing weve been doing it to long following weve been doing it to long listening weve been doing it to damn long one banner no single purpose head like the head of a dick it takes more than a few to truly see think taste smell hear power is still power no matter the size color shape size if the infected are there then it becomes a birth defect its becoming normal widespread is not the same as right
I know its choppy and really rough. And has a really gay name. but thats just what I noticed as I wrote it. I havent actually read it. Im afraid its more of a rantish thing than a real poem. IDK the rules on this stuff, but go easy on it. Its the first one ive rlly written.
P.S. It may not mean what you first think it does. It seems obvious but hopefully its a lil dfrnt. I would rather everyone got something a little dfrnt from it.
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Post by egyptiandong on Feb 19, 2010 15:06:04 GMT -5
Ok ive read it know. All I can say is go easy lol. Its rlly rough. But remember its my first serious one.
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Post by Viking Dong on Feb 20, 2010 15:04:37 GMT -5
I bet that would go pretty rad to heavy/stoner rock stuff like Clutch or summat. The biggest mistake that I can see is that you use the word "to" when you should use the word "too." Or maybe that's what you meant? Strange grammar if so, lol.
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Post by sascrotch on Feb 23, 2010 12:33:51 GMT -5
Progressive, in every sense of the word. And, yeah, it's different, which is surprisingly refreshing. A little choppy, yes, but it fits the theme. Stuttered out like the beating of drums. nice
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Post by egyptiandong on Feb 24, 2010 14:42:04 GMT -5
Thx. And no i didnt mean to i meant too. lol i sux at the grammar.
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Post by sascrotch on Feb 26, 2010 13:15:37 GMT -5
Lighthouse
Caught in the undertow Where the current pulses and churns my bones Alone. But wait - these splinters are more than driftwood Flotsam overestimated and misunderstood Just enough to hold the tides below
A silhouette falls on the sea From the spotlight shining for miles across me Believe; the warmth in its glow melts into my skin Guiding legs and arms that now forget how to swim Replacing this want with need
An image in the dark With eyes that shine like renaissance stars By far the sweetest sight for salty eyes The hand that beckons my sun to rise Before the moon falls too far
Am I too young to watch the ocean fade? No, my sand still runs free Now huddled in this lighthouse Waiting Waiting for a ship worth swimming to Yet nolonger a ship for one A ship that sees this lighthouse Waiting
Caught in the wonderland Somewhere between the reefs and white sand I stand. But wait - I can just see the tip of the sails Across the horizon, past the crystal trails And I'm not yet home on the land Across the waves, leaning hard on the rails My chambers pulse in her hand
Across the waves, leaning hard on the rails I finally believe that I can
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Post by egyptiandong on Feb 26, 2010 13:31:26 GMT -5
That one I gota say was one of my favs youve done I think. Very good imagery. I love the way it rolls. A bit abstract. Just badass in my opinion.
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Post by sascrotch on Feb 26, 2010 13:38:48 GMT -5
awesome. I really like this one too, probably one of my best so far
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Post by egyptiandong on Feb 26, 2010 14:12:23 GMT -5
I think so. Its got a like heavy feel in like a toitr good way. i dig.
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Post by Black Iron Dong on Mar 1, 2010 17:57:22 GMT -5
ok so i've been getting random poetic spurts at wierd intervals sso heres two.
Wishes in the Dark
Laying her alone wondering where you are unless you were beside me you would still be too far I see your face floating there above me and it breaks my heart that though i see you often we're still so far apart So i lay here making wishes in the dark that the next time we meet will be the start I hope you'll one day see yourself laying next to me and we will make our plans no mere castles in the sand and when the waves roar take to the skies, soar over the things we've made and end the masquerade
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Post by sascrotch on Mar 1, 2010 18:16:09 GMT -5
interesting rhyme scheme... a little simple, but maybe it was meant to be. Could possibly use a little more imagery, but still pretty nice
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