Poetry

[Wit-and-Wisdom]

Spit your poison...be gentle though

Whenyou can offer a soul
To those who've lived without
And construct charisma for each,
While riddig self doubt

When you can set selfishness free
And lend tears for sorrow
That are not their own
And do the same tomorrow

When you can create beauty
In lives ugly and sordid
And bring a new found joy
In dreams nasty and morbid

When you can banish envy
On a face where beauty lacks
And teach that love for one's self
Is often what attracts

Then I know, my love
That you are more than worthy
Of the world's adoration,
Of my endless adoration

 

[iamkali62]

Me like! Nice imagery and great lines. I've posted some stuff in my journals. But they all run together because I forgot to space the words properly. I still have problems with that. If I type out a poem here, and it looks perfect- I submit it and the words go all over the place.

 

[Wit-and-Wisdom]

See this is a rarity for me because usually i just write rhymes no more than about 8 lines and never really make a decent length poem outta them. This is one of about 12 exceptions

 

[iamkali62]

See this is a rarity for me because usually i just write rhymes no more than about 8 lines and never really make a decent length poem outta them. This is one of about 12 exceptions

Well, I really liked it. You should just write whatever you want- poetry does NOT have to rhyme. (unless you want it to.)

 

[Stoner Kebab]

Spit your poison...be gentle though

Whenyou can offer a soul
To those who've lived without
And construct charisma for each,
While riddig self doubt

When you can set selfishness free
And lend tears for sorrow
That are not their own
And do the same tomorrow

When you can create beauty
In lives ugly and sordid
And bring a new found joy
In dreams nasty and morbid

When you can banish envy
On a face where beauty lacks
And teach that love for one's self
Is often what attracts

Then I know, my love
That you are more than worthy
Of the world's adoration,
Of my endless adoration

this is majorly rad.

 

[mauve21]

That was pretty good actually!

I liked it!

 

[mauve21]

I just found these poems which I wrote about four years ago when I had
a really bad crush on a very handsome man called Victor.
I guess they are a bit trashy, but anyway maybe posting them will get
it off my chest. They are a reminder of why I need to protect my heart.
Enough of my gaff, yeh...well anyway....

I saw you on the other side of
the train station
I wished you wouldn't go
I wished you'd already gone and I couldn't see anyone else standing there
but you
You make me want to get drunk and throw myself down beneath that train
and stop it taking you back
from where you came.....
You don't look like anyone from around here
and noone could make me happy
But you make me feel mad and crappy....
You wouldn't take anything I have to offer in a pink fit
Just because you think you are it and a bit
I didn't used to care until I saw you
but you don't care what I do
and I wish the hand of God would strike you.........
and I wish I didn't like you
If you want something really bad and it doesn't come
and you sit and wonder why
when you look around it's all happening for them and not for you
and the one you want is a million miles away.
So what is the point of seeing nothing in your eyes
It's just a cruel taunt,
maybe better just to despise, but you I never could
because your image is burnt into my soul
So take me down and what you've rejected is what I've become
I'll never ever be true to anyone
until you let me go.......

Followed by buckets of tears...
wow that was a sad one.
and I reckon that's enough for now. I'll post the others at another time.....

 

[Emotional Guide Dog]

I can only seem to write poetry one line at a time:

Be careful when you reach for the stars,
That your fingers don't get burned on the way down.

 

[mauve21]

But you know what they say :- quality is better than quantity!

 

[Wit-and-Wisdom]

Advice appreciated

for me new band, do they squeeze in the acceptable bracket?


Words mean nothing in moments like these
For what use could they possibly be?
When someone bites my hand
I'll often lift a pen
But during loving moments as these
I can't,
I won't pretend

Inside me there's no Plath
So I'm often dismayed.
When I try to write of love
Only wrath is conveyed

Inside me there's no Yeates
So I'm often dismayed
When i try to dream of love
Only hate is displayed

So Words mean nothing in moments like these
For what use could they possibly be?
When someone bites my hand
I'll often lift a pen
But during loving moments as these
I can't,
I won't pretend

 

[Ben Chill]

Re: Advice appreciated

I didn't know that you wrote poetry.....



Seriously, I've seen much worse.
I've written much worse.

 

[Oh my god. it's Robby!]

i wrote this a month ago after a beautiful German girl went back to Munich

European Girl


I wish I spoke European
But the best I can do is English
Which really doesn't count
You let me practice mein Deutsch on you
Danke for dat
Yet I want more
There are so many flavors of European girl!
I am too old try them all
Just 1 more from the cold forbidding north please
Or maybe let me shave the armpits of some Frenchie
But please stop enticing me with those lovely German girls!
Their smiles, their laughs
Must more endure me singing auf Deutsch to them?
I must move on
How about a Balkan lassie
Then on the way back here
I can stop off in the Highland

-not really a poem, i guess, but i had Euro girls on the brain at the time
the universe brings them here to San Francisco every so often
if i had the money i'd likely have chased after at least one them back to Europe
so i guess its a good thing i did not maybe

 

[Wit-and-Wisdom]

Sorry to be a pest..

Sorry to push my luck but i would love your opinions on this little composition of mine. be gentle...but not too

Buddy be welcome

Elucidate your feelings,
I’m no good at reading
Your (maladjusted) mind.
Elucidate your emotions
If I read your notions
I’m scared of what I’ll find
Our friendship is futile
When we welcome dispute
About life and love
And everything else
I’ll never know of

But despite the disdain,
I often have to fight
You will always remain
To coax me through the night

To coax me through the night x3 (Anthemic)

You’re not my best friend
‘Cause you’re my only friend
If I’d a staggering two,
I’d still choose you

Elucidate your feelings,
I’m no good at reading
Your (maladjusted) mind
Elucidate your emotions
For I haven’t a notion
When you remain mundane
Oh so plain and mute
Our friendship welcomes dispute
About life and love
And everything else
I’ll never know of

 

[tlm130]

Re: Sorry to be a pest..

I like it... lovable

Asking someone very close about their feelings towards....

"When we welcome dispute
About life and love
And everything else
I’ll never know of"

 

[Theo]

Re: Sorry to be a pest..

I didn't like it. Not sure why you posted it as a whole thread. If we all posted bad poems as threads this site would be pretty pathetic (or, I mean, even more pathetic). Maybe it is better if heard in song? You might as well post an audio clip now that this is a thread.

 

[Practising Troublemaker]

Re: Sorry to be a pest..

I like it... lovable

Asking someone very close about their feelings towards....

"When we welcome dispute
About life and love
And everything else
I’ll never know of"

I really like these lines. Literary skill is truly shown when you can grasp life and display it in only 4 lines.

Love PTxx.

 

[Practising Troublemaker]

Re: Sorry to be a pest..

I didn't like it. Not sure why you posted it as a whole thread. If we all posted bad poems as threads this site would be pretty pathetic (or, I mean, even more pathetic). Maybe it is better if heard in song? You might as well post an audio clip now that this is a thread.

Why are you still here if you think it is pathetic? Surely it makes you quite pathetic if you spend your days on what you consider to be a pathetic forum.

Love PTxx.

 

[Wit-and-Wisdom]

Re: Sorry to be a pest..

I really like these lines. Literary skill is truly shown when you can grasp life and display it in only 4 lines.

Love PTxx.

wow, thanks for the compliment and thanks for defending me against that scary criticism

This isn't in fact poetry, i wrote it as a song (which i have a melody for and everything). Now all i have to do is find three people stupid enough to start a band with me. Ah...Pray for my soul

 

[starless]

A friend of mine sent me something she wrote and to me it sounds like the lyrics from a Morrissey song. I don't even know which song it reminds me of but nevertheless:

There is something in your laughter..
That crinkles in your eyes.
I know you're very special,
In many others' lives.

 

[treygar]

eh, I've never shared on this site - here's one I wrote that I figured I'd share here since nobody knows much about me in this joint -

I am an abortion
--------------------
I am an abortion
Cast out first trimester
The last mistake you'll ever remember

You breathe so free without me
But you didn't reject the pleasure
That created this situation
So why now can't I breathe?

There was still time to change your mind
Did you hear me when I said I wanted you?
I know you didn't want me from the start
You made that clear
But I happened
And now you wish I'd just disappear

But I'll remain this abortion
This abomination
I walk without your cord around my neck
Heart ripped out,
Just when it began to beat.