Writing Today's Poem [M -- As a Precaution]

[Heaven's Cloud]

[color=indigo]So tired
of being tired
I just want to get some sleep
I had a shaman cast a spell on me
but it just made me weep.
He said it would send the sandman
he said it would give me dreams
instead he sent a mongolian carnival midget
IknownothingrhymeswithmongoliancarnivalmidgetbutIamterriffiedofthemandIwasn'tfeelingcreativetodaysoblah!

the end[/color]

[Raiha]

[COLOR=seagreen]The pale moon rises,
Its light on my windowsill,
Closing my eyes,
I can see home.

Going into the twlight,
The dusk covers me,
Then I open my heart,
And everything fades.[/COLOR]

[Mr. Maul]

I think, therefore...I am.
Or am I?
Is thinking proof of life?
I do not know.
Maybe we must think to find life.
Our own life.

[Deedlit]

[color=009966][b]All these poems are great!! I might post one later. :)

BTW Clean out your PM box, Mr. Maul. ^_~[/color][/b]

[Raiha]

[COLOr=seagreen]You too Lalith Ril!
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[COLOR=royalblue]Sunlight in my hands,
Moonlight in my hair,
Starlight under my feet,
And Shadows in my view.

We are together,
Seperatly as one,
But when I look again,
You have disapeared.

Trying to find another way,
Has totally failed,
So I'll look again,
And hope for love someday.[/COLOR]

[Taintedone]

streams fall from her eyes
and winds sweep through her hair
for she has lost her heart
in the winter of eternity

[Taintedone]

Thanks Vegitto- I'm more of a haiku person- here's another one though-

she sits in the shadows
but why does she stay?
Is it to hide from life,
or is it to bring light?

[Spikey]

The light
The dark
How about...
a heart

Does it consume
Where does it start
Did I began...
to sought?

A life without mercy
A life without pain
A life without anything
Not evan fame

[Mr. Maul]

When life is like a waterfall
and everything is going down
Just grab yourself a motorboat
and turn yourself around:)

[RicoTranzrig]

[color=darkblue]The tears and the sweat fall to the ground
Like rain,
I can see my reflection shattered
Rising up as the heat rises.
I drop my sword and stand,
Hearing the sound of my breaths.

I see myself as just one
By knowing that very One.
There is a degree of higher reality
That differs from what I see on the surface.

One must see it as One,
There is no diversity here.
Neither existence nor non-existence.
Courage, nor fear...
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[Raiha]

[COLOr=seagreen]A song starts,
And a voice joins in,
Blending the harmonies,
Becoming one.

Then the end comes,
The voices fade,
Hoping for another song,
Having a chance.

Begining with a whisper,
Becoming a chorus,
Things change,
The sound is growing.

Power begins to build,
Playing off emotions,
Then they stop,
The colors fade.

And the ending comes.[/COLOr]

[Mitch]

[color=red] [i]Perfection is an imperfect perfect
only known as one can see
yet always seems it does decieve
deep within a sudden want
a want of something more
something which is better to store
but to see perfection is to see the fault
and to fault is to see the true
see the pefection of the reflectionary untrue
and it does then get inside of you
that perfection is but a flaw never to achieve
only seen by those who wish the world to cease to be[/color][/i]

[Taintedone]

The hole grows wider
and forever deeper
Doubts and fears
rush in the void
She clutches her chest
to stop the pain
where is the light?

[Raiha]

[COLOR=seagreen]So... _ On the first evening,
A pebble falls down to the world from somewhere.

So... _ On the second evening,
The pebble's children hold hands and compose a waltz.
Sound life

So... _ On the third evening,
The children of the waltz cause ripples on the face of the world.

So... _ On the fourth evening,
The children of the wave sprinkle the shore.
Sound life

So... _ On the fifth evening,
Those shards strike the face of the world continuously.

So... _ On the sixth evening,
Those signals bring travellers together.
Sound life

So... _ On the seventh evening,
A weightless ship races to the sky.

So... _ On the eighth morning,
A song from somewhere reaches my ears.
Sound life

Well then... _ A song that has recorded everything
Echoes in a new sky.
Sound life
Sound life [/COLOR]

[Spikey]

"Mommy what is that"
"It looks all dark"
"I wanna go see"
"Ok"... Bye...

[Raiha]

[COLOR=royalblue]Blood Red Moon



Intertwined with white and yellow,
She closes her eyes and smiles,
But when they open again,
The merciless world rushes back on her.

Her mother gazes from behind an upraised hand,
And the father always asks what?s wrong,
Mother is angry that she?s not the same,
And doesn?t mind being so different.

Uncaring that they notice her,
She continues with her life,
And if she thinks about what love is like,
Something wonderful might happen.

She looks upwards to see the blood red moon,
Eyes dreaming of what her future will be,
A rain of pleasure pours down,
Carrying sweet scents and soft thoughts to her...[/COLOR]

[darkfreak0304]

morning comes morning goes
with each morning our soul does grow
within each stream of sun
we realise our life has now begun.
here at the end we learn the truth
the secret why we lose our youth.
within our passage we will know
as morning comes and morning goes

[Raiha]

[COLOR=royalblue]Hmmmm....should I...? Ohwell, here you are everyone! The most sorrowful and pathetic tango ever written by Tom Lhehr.
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[COLOR=purple]I ache for the touch of your lips dear,
But much more for the touch of your whips dear.

You can raise welts like nobody else as we dance to the masochism tango....

Let our love be a flame not an ember,
Say it's me that you want to dismember.

Blacken my eye, set fire to my tie as we dance to the masochism tango....

At your command before you hear I stand,
My heart is in my hand,
egh...*shudder*

It's here that I must be,
My heart entreats just hear those savage beats,
And go put on your cleats and trample me...

Your heart as hard as stone or mahogany,
That why I?m in such exquisite agony.

My soul is on fire, flames with desire, which is why I perspire when we tango...

You caught my nose in your left castanet love,
I can feel the pain yet love,
Every time I hear drums.

And I envy the rose,
That you held in your teeth love,
With the thorns underneath love,
Sticking into your gums,

Your eyes cast a spell that bewitches,
The last time I needed twenty stitches,
To sew up the gash you made with your lash as we danced to the masochism tango....

Bash in my brains and make me scream with pain,
And kick me once again and say we'll never part.

I'm know too well,
I?m underneath your spell,
If you smell something burning it's my heart,
Oh! Excuse me. *gasp*

Take your cigarette from it's holder,
And burn your initials in my shoulder

Fracture my spine and swear that you're mine as we dance to the maso----chism tango.....[/COLOR]

[RicoTranzrig]

Oh, dear...lol :D

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[COLOR=darkblue]
Hurt through force,
Making men and women into things.

Being born,
To suffer violence.

Housing a life
In a living corpse.

Pushed, we fall.
Fallen, we lie where we are.

Immune to galvanic response,
Unaffected by another presence.

Shattered and exposed,
Is the armor of the single soul.

Releasing what's gone,
It cannot be captured back.

Though unambiguous,
No room for reflection.

Misery,
Precursor of Love.

Master and slave
Stand equally innocent,
As brothers and sisters
In the same distress.
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[Raiha]

[COLOr=royalblue]It gets worse.....now introducing....the worst of Tom Lehrer.
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[COLOR=purple]We Will All Go Together When We Go

When you attend a funeral,
It is sad to think that sooner or
Later those you love will do the same for you.
And you may have thought it tragic,
Not to mention other adjec-
Tives, to think of all the weeping they will do.
But don't you worry.
No more ashes, no more sackcloth.
And an armband made of black cloth
Will some day never more adorn a sleeve.
For if the bomb that drops on you
Gets your friends and neighbors too,
There'll be nobody left behind to grieve.

We will all go together when we go,
What a comforting fact that is to know,
Universal bereavement,
And inspiring achievement,
Yes we will all go together when we go.

And we will all bake together when we bake.
There'll be nobody present at the wake.
With complete participation
In that grand incineration,
Nearly three billion hunks of well-done steak.

Oh we will all fry together when we fry.
We'll be french fried potatoes by and by.
There will be no more misery
When the world is our rotisserie,
Yes, we will all fry together when we fry.

Oh we will all char together when we char.
And let there be no moaning of the bar.
Just sing out a Te Deum
When you see that I.C.B.M.,
And the party will be "come as you are."

Oh we will all burn together when we burn.
There'll be no need to stand and wait your turn.
When it's time for the fallout
And Saint Peter calls us all out,
We'll just drop our agendas and adjourn.

And we will all go together when we go.
Every Hottentot and every Eskimo.
When the air becomes uranious,
And we will all go simultaneous.
Yes we all will go together
When we all go together,
Yes we all will go together when we go. [/COLOR]

[Heaven's Cloud]

[color=indigo]For far too long
I bore heaven's weight
upon my shoulders
it is time
to shrug off my burden
and cast the stars
into the sea,
For isn't that where they truly belong?[/color]

[RicoTranzrig]

[COLOR=darkblue]
Body,
House of the soul, ruled by the
Bondage of pleasure and pain.

Dying,
With fine garments, we dress
Our rotting flesh.

Often times,
Body controls self, one thing
Depending on another.

Man and Woman
As a living sacrifice,
To the One they serve.
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[Raiha]

[COLOR=royalblue]Pale sun,
Hide behind the clouds
Lovely moon,
Rise into the air.

Show us your beauty,
And let us bathe,
By the shimmer you create,
For it has been a long time.

Since I've seen you upon my sill.[/COLOR]

[RicoTranzrig]

[color=darkblue]'Life has its mysteries,
Which none can fathom.
You, perhaps,
Will be someone great.
You can do nothing about it.

You, on the other hand,
Will be unlucky, living in a slum.
But you can do nothing about that either.

Each finds their way
Already marked out for them
And they can change nothing of it.'[/color]

[Raiha]

[COLOR=royalblue]Breath In and Out.
Start your race strong,
Then sit back and rest,
Lances of pain stabbing your chest.

Rise up again,
Then fall back down.
Agony all over,
Breath In and Out.

Gain your second breath,
And continue in good health,
See the peak,
And Charge forwards.

You are there,
Wind whipping your face,
As your soul rises and flies,
Breath In and Out.[/COLOr]