Heaven's Cloud Posted June 22, 2003 Author Share Posted June 22, 2003 [color=indigo][b]vertigo[/b] forgotten memories haunt my dreams a lack of recollection divided by my screams I see all these faces that I no longer know time passes quickly yet fear fades slow and now progressive hopeless moons have mirrored illusions of impending doom.[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raiha Posted June 23, 2003 Share Posted June 23, 2003 [color=royalblue]Lie to me again, I want you to be alone with me, That way, I can prove you wrong. Hit me again, I want you to feel my skin on yours, That way, I can know you truly hate me. Call me with cruelty again, I want you to see how small you really are, That way, I can see you with eyes unclouded. Don't even hope for me to love you.[/COLOr] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Heaven's Cloud Posted June 23, 2003 Author Share Posted June 23, 2003 [color=indigo][b]false perception[/b] effortlessly or so they say is how I achieve my aspirations as I grasp for the peak of every mountain effortlessly or so they say is how things come so naturally when I seize opportunity and make it my own effortlessly or so they say is how I make all my decisions delicately weighing every outcome if it is as effortless as they say why am I so damn tired at the end of the day?[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raiha Posted June 24, 2003 Share Posted June 24, 2003 [COLOr=royalblue]Ode to Valium: They said it would hurt, I didn't feel a damn thing, Maybe it was the earlier pain, Dulling this whole stupid operation. On the gurney, Going into a cold room, I remember being strapped down, Injected with something good. Why do you ask? Yes, I feel very happy, You must be my doctor, Wow you have beautiful eyes. And that's a marvel, Cause I'm not even wearing my glasses, And you must be the nurse, Wow you have lovely hair. Although I can't see it under the hood, Are you wearing a hood? Am I... Wow.....purple haze man. Jimi Hendrix is cool, Am I talking too much? Did I say something stupid in my sleep? Thanks for all your hel-he....help....yeah.[/COLOr] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Heaven's Cloud Posted June 24, 2003 Author Share Posted June 24, 2003 [color=indigo][i]addiction[/i] illuminated green my fingers bleed forming streams that pool upon sunburst the strings echo a distorted opera as my digits slide lubricated by crimson the song is not the same as the one in my mind but it is so near and I play through the pain and imaginary applause[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raiha Posted June 25, 2003 Share Posted June 25, 2003 [COLOR=royalblue]There is a pain that can not be medicated away, There is a sorrow that can not be touched, And a whimper that never will be stilled, The sounds of agony. The sounds of deprivation, The sounds of an orphan child.[/COLOR] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mitch Posted June 28, 2003 Share Posted June 28, 2003 [size=1] Little time, but here... [b][u]a fist to bleed[/b][/u] lie naked, on the floor lie naked, on the floor bleed the fist to the door bleed the fist to the door breaths cough fingers on eyes five gapes, a thumb to cry open the lid, open the side let the devil, let the doom howl a dog to the moon howl a dog to the moon lie naked on the floor make a fist cough a breath bleed the fist to the door five fingers on eyes flashes, flashes by flash, five fingers five fingers alive five fingers alive squirm. choke. gape. they move. shake. nails cold, steel pins rusty rakes, five knives of red creation, insignifigant hands touch the knob with rakes flashing by a new tint of lust. a hand of color to the eyes. open the liquid. the door chime. chime. chime. chime. so soon, alive so soon, so soon and so soon to die but for now--for now alive alive the rakes take the leaves grope them, catch them the rakes take the leaves grope them, give them hands a mouth. an arm. a fist to bleed destiny destiny the door is open garden to heave garden to sleep garden to be destiny just an open knob a fist to bleed lie naked five fingers the garden believes believes sudden gropes. sudden shakes. a breath forever leaving. darkness changing. chaining chaining the door is open a garden to heave to sleep to be chime. chime. chime. years later a gun to leave the door chime so soon, alive chime. chime. chime. so soon, so sooon and so soon to die but for now--now alive alive five fingers naked to two arms to two legs and feet lie naked, soon to grow soon to be a baby human a baby being machine to sputter to breathe just an open knob a fist to bleed the door is open ovaries a fist to bleed destiny destiny-- a naked body machine a naked body a dream [/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Terpischore Posted June 28, 2003 Share Posted June 28, 2003 o_O Nice, Mitch! I'm guessing...a birth? I'm not sure, i'm new at this poetry stuff..Raiha, all of yours are really really good...So are yours, Heaven's Cloud! Tell me what you think of mine, honestly.. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Walk this way to my broken gate Walk this way - don't be scared Your dreams will follow to the broken gate Come, my teeth are not beared Welcome, young children Welcome, young souls To the place where I was created But look, right now, to your dreams, over there.. they teared.... Torn, are your dreams They can never come back You made the fatal mistake Torn, are your dreams Which you've cherished for years Why did you ever come here? Did you not see where you were going? Did you not see all the hate and mourning? Look to your side You will see devils fly Tearing your dreams away... The sun, it is no more The night is yet young Dark will travel through your souls Welcome it with open arms You are in the land of love Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mitch Posted June 29, 2003 Share Posted June 29, 2003 [size=1][b][u]commas of hair[/b][/u] pause your lips on the comma of hair ulcer a period there ulcer a period there on the eight dangles of hair lick your tongue and indent the tail this indent has entrails teeth-marked spiders that squirm never a scorpion never a worm a semicolon night crawler broken stigmata to my eyes i see a scorpion but a period cries it salivas and tears and ulcers a period there crawly spiders that pause and stare eight eyes and eight dangles of hair and their eyes wonder if you care smelling and wrapping your lips the slow pressure of resist and the pleasure of buzz eventually the tail breaks off leaving a sigh and a flush the comma to a period as all touch ending first then much the lice infest semicolon nightcrawlers of what broken chains that say love emoticons of what was bleed ovaries for blood the first time is the last kiss cessations are hard to resist and it is good and it is right to pause to stop on a comma of hair of love, of care and to ulcer a period there so many are eyes wide and shut and with sigh and with a hush so much to ulcer a period there to watch the scorpion turn into a spider and all it can do is stare swelling and wrapping your lips their eyes falling like hips it's the dirt we always forget but all you can do is stare watch and wait until the exoskeleton bares it is better to be a comma and pause but even better a period to end parenthesis are nice like freezing it all in desperate ice sad to know even when you fight that a comma is only a crust of dust a scorpion in a desert soon to be lost one day to lose the tail knowing the heart and knowing the fail knowing the period falling on the eight commas of hair spiders and spiders squirming in despair ulcering a period there [/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spikey Posted June 29, 2003 Share Posted June 29, 2003 People come, People go, People shine, People don't. ________________________ One word is worth a thousand, As they say, One word can be good, One could be bad. A word could be, chewed up, spit out, or bood of stage. A word is it's one, Thousands of words are there beside it, Waiting to be said, But never released. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raiha Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 [COLOr=royalblue]Tears at night, A baby's voice screaming for comfort, Hands descending, Cradling and caring. Hushed words whispering comfort, And arms cradling the child, Reasuring that the nightmare is over, Laying her down gently. A huge bed, Warm and comfortable, Drawing the sheets up to the chin, And tucking in the infant. Crying time is over, She is now safe, Held in the protective arms, Of her big sister.[/COLOr] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mitch Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 [size=1][b][u]in medias res[/b][/u] in medias res sleep tired and rest i know your head's tired like my chest don't be afraid to sleep tired and rest i know dreams are best a ball for catch tired like my chest when it's drained the dishes washed clean don't you ever dirty anything i have nothing to dream i know dreams let me wash the dishes clean in medias res my ear says it's clear but tired like my chest ache later and sleep tired rest [b][u]lemur's about[/b][/u] so cunning so wait the mouse tippy-tip penny's copper house the foutain of waiting it out smile it like you can pout mope the mope without name and shouts that's what lemurs about elephant tusk and mammoth white divine human isn't right god the god that damns might little mouses are cunning weak and weary they fight elephants cower at their sight promises are ropes in the head yank and pull you're almost dead anchor's going to fall steely-steel instead the open water's an ocean's sea to bed things are only as big as you led and small's my mouse's certain shed wood splinters and skull's a ted teddy-ted teddy bear's eye kitten puree pure as mine jacky-jack's work's as dull as a dime ten cent's work is a dozen's fine love you and isn't that fine so i'll smile like you can pout mope the mope without lemur my hang and shout that's what it's all about and don't anyone doubt that's what lemurs about [b][u]with the window down[/b][/u] went cruising on with the window down radio radioing my frown cynic's got me smoking town when the seat's all covered and dirt's all brown smile's an egg no yolk to be found my car's mustard like mr.french's fry goes good with hot dogs bright and tasty thighs but no one knows why even the radio radios those sighs when this dessert turns to mud radio radioing my frown i'm going to hit the accelerator down smoke my car on down town with my window down you might think that's risky with the window down but i got to tell you cynic's got me smirking he's my bud and we're fine but no one knows why so my window's going to hang open i hope i catch something fly they say angels are always in the sky cynic knows why so maybe i'll just crash and die bent still's my cynic's mind stop lights are like doughnuts in time blured cream and clock's strike is wine grape sauce all over and it's fine eat them up while i'm driving by i'm just waiting until a car brakes and that angel comes to me sky being the sky that all's free and isn't that the way america used to be baby sure seems so i'm going to smoke town my wheel's burning a burn round cynic's on my dash that pinion tree that freshens my head dirt is all dirt needs to have found so i'm going to smoke town fall off this desert and down cruising on with the window down radio'll keep radioing my frown[/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spikey Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 Life, Living is my life, Qestioning, Is how I live. I guess you could say I'm curious, You've got to know, You told me you knew everything, There is to know. You lied to me. But you didn't care... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RicoTranzrig Posted July 2, 2003 Share Posted July 2, 2003 [color=darkblue]My place was only one block away. I stormed in and ran upstairs. 46 floors in the upward direction; I didn't know what I was doing. Pressing on through 2 doors and into the hallway. Swiping the card, slipping into the door Dodging grabbing hands. I closed my eyes and felt a draft. An open window. My eyes met two figures. The lights were on behind them. Two of my friends remained. They were coming; A leap of faith was in order for the night...[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mitch Posted July 2, 2003 Share Posted July 2, 2003 [size=1] [b][u]the coming of the nooses' hold[/b][/u] neck and a noose rope can catch and sing this hangwire's my head and roses all just stand and be roses red and they hold arms while i stand showered in the calm red roses like ashes ashes ashes we all fall down and the roses are only red but they hold arms machines breathe onlyto be hangwire's a noose only amachine and metal organic's only settle to those hills there is metal gold gold andkettle as we wear our water on our hill hangwire's got hands to brush tobrush away the machines' noose as we erode our skin to bone posies have the roses to hold red like love in akiss drink the glass anddrink ashes of ashesand ashes hold but still theroses have hands howbold[/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sophic Posted July 3, 2003 Share Posted July 3, 2003 Death is a word to me. No feelings. No pain. Without feelings there's no pain. Without pain there's no death. But i have a lot to do with death. I can't help it it's in my life every day of my life. Peaple just die in my life. I dont make much freands no more because they die in the end. I'm tired of peaple dieing like a game of chance. If i hade the power i would stop all this if i could but i can't. When some one die's i cry when i fill. But all thouse fillings are all gone now. I wish i could feel agin but i went num and my heart is cold. But whut can i say i can't really say anything about the madder. except i'm scared. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mitch Posted July 4, 2003 Share Posted July 4, 2003 [size=1][b][u]mirrors and eyes[/b][/u] mirror loves a crack even so the sun smiles so the see of the break of day and all those eyes gaze away why it's cold when it's warm the sun smiles up in sky even he doesn't know why says might be moon all shoving his face too soon mirror loves a face even faceless has a home then so the moon smirks so the drop of the smile as the smile's gone up in sky and all those eyes shut to never never land gazing away in the night some hold the mirror in the dark of stars ask why it's so far when it's so close and gazing away but in moon says a smirk waves down to sun telling a mirror isn't same some moon shadows across land big light in sky and goes tired to sleep with a wink moon drifts off the smirk asleep and off the see of the break of day the sun smiles and all the mirrors and all those eyes gaze away [/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raiha Posted July 6, 2003 Share Posted July 6, 2003 [color=royalblue]For the Lady. I never could understand life, Nor its incredible brevity. You and I, Have barely met, And it doesn't seem right to let go of your hands now. But time is the enemy, Presing on, You and I, Are now apart, And it will never be the same again. Now I remember one thing, Going forwards, You and I, Together some day, Meeting on the other side.[/color] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Asphyxia Posted July 6, 2003 Share Posted July 6, 2003 [size=1]You listened when I whispered The source of all my dreams. And wrapped your arms around me And told me of your swing. "It was red" You told me "With a wooden seat." "And it took me higher That I ever wanted to be." I listened to your tales With wonder and with awe. Each retelling told That I needed you much more. But now you've left lonely. And I see the mess I've made. I'm drowning in mistakes I'm drowning in Jade.[/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spikey Posted July 6, 2003 Share Posted July 6, 2003 All that glitters Even the stars All things precious Even your life The King of Bandits Can take it all In the blink of an eye I didn't really make up that poem but it's from one of my favorite manga. It's called Jing the King Of Bandits. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raiha Posted July 7, 2003 Share Posted July 7, 2003 [COLOR=royalblue]As if I could reach the rainbows, Is the way I know you're here, With me, But just out of my hands. Your presence is blinding, And your love drips off my lips, Without you, I would cry a thousand tears. Always coming back to the same hurt, But soothing it over, Scar forming, Over the place where our hearts once beat together. It's like I'm wandering with a flickering light, Just waiting for you, To come, And put my hands on the rainbows.[/COLOR] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spikey Posted July 7, 2003 Share Posted July 7, 2003 Life is what you make of it, You live your life your on way, Nobody can choose your life, You have your own say. Be who you want to be, Don't be what your friend want you to, They can't make you, It's your life too. ________________________________ A weeping rain, A thousand tears, Heard from far away, Come, Come to save me. If I am scared, Will you be there, If I was near death, Would you comfort me. If I had no one to cry to, Could I cry to you, Could I go to you, Could I go to you for advice. Save me I'm scared, Help me I'm dying, Give me good advice, Comfort me, I'm crying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raiha Posted July 7, 2003 Share Posted July 7, 2003 [COLOR=royalblue]Receiving from you, Hands open wide, Like a bird, Fed by mother. Your voice flutters, And mine calls, Something given here, Tonight is mine. You don't ask, But I thank, And my eyes, Look into yours. Then you know, That I know, Receiving from you, Is kindness itself.[/COLOR] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mitch Posted July 7, 2003 Share Posted July 7, 2003 [size=1][b][u]a pillow and a bed[/b][/u] i'm putting myself to sleep every night and if i catch you coming home my way a pillow and a bed what a drag count the sheep watch them jump the fence from my eyes says leave it alone the blood on my arms tear says find a home shut it and go that ain't what i want to do some sleep's dark some dream's numb like swamp bubbles and murk swampy swamp's scary that ain't my place ain't my place so shut it and go leave it alone i don't want to sleep so i put my eyes wide shut and my lips touched i don't want to sleep so i put my eyes wide shut and my lips touched eventually in the dark damp night swampy swamp's right and eyes are wide shut my mind's head lice crawling and spiders how nice eventually in the dark damp night swampy swamp's right but that ain't my place yet that's the stay and my head's afraid to ask why i'm putting myself to sleep every night and if i catch you coming back my way a pillow and a bed[/size] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Spikey Posted July 8, 2003 Share Posted July 8, 2003 Can you expain life for me, To me right now It's nothing to be, Although I guess my self pity is getting to you, Your yelling and losing your mind. I guess I should shut up, Just don't yell, I'm a good boy, that drownes in self pity, You make me so mad, I feel dead. But If you will listen, Just once, For the last time, What is the meaning of life? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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