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123Michaelc

Active Member
I wrote this like a year ago... may not be too good but whateva.

If Heaven heals
And Hell hurts
Is the world we call earth
Nothing more than dirt?

Pain comes
Pain goes
We stay
Our choice is our own

God lives
We die
Our bodies become dust
Love becomes rust
And I hear nothing but lies

Fate chooses us
We can’t deny it
Destiny is our calling
Our hearts believe this
People die for this
I’ve bled for this.
 

akafatal

Member
something i always knew



are you the one who was robbed
by desires of a better life

its surprising how you still move on
when all you have is nothing left

are you the mother of a dying child
with wishes that can never be fulfilled

its surprising how you still move on
when all you have is about to leave

are you a sinner in search of redemption
who commited a crime unforgiven

its surprising how you still move on
when all you will have is eternal agony
 

Steadmanclan

Well-Known Member
I do smoke herb every now and past.
I realize herbs not the worst or best.
But sometimes through this fog I see, everything inside the inner me.
I feel no wrong indulging so, it's the thread that holds each person's glow.
Now and then, this herb's a friend, I thank for the me it brings again.
Darkness then light comes to flight in my personal plight than I'm alright.
The stigma they attach is late and full of ignorance and hate.
But leave it to the ones who glow to guide the way and help it grow.
In the end we'll find our friends, we know it, we're the alchemists.
 

manlookingj

Active Member
Idaho 2001 part 1

[FONT=Times New Roman, Times, serif]Cold and confused,
Looking out from a strangers' room
Dark, Looming clouds
laying flat and vast.
Looking for a ray to inspire my way.
Instead there is no substance,
but plenty to say.

Maybe it's just me, to lazy to see.
I know that it's me, dying to please.
Pleasing so much, nothing can be
more lonely than this.
more lonely than me.

These words should be more,
of notes and plans for the future
Rather than a reflection of our own destiny.

Expected of so much, I'm bound to let down.
All of the ones that I love, will I never be found?
And in reflecting my thoughts, I make you feel more.
I'm so sorry to remind you, of a life we ignored.

No cars in the lot, and why should there be.
There's nothing left here, but the shadow me.
And I know it's just me, cold and confused.
Stairing and searching,out this strangers' room.
[/FONT]
 

manlookingj

Active Member
This is two of mine, but I'll stop and not bore all of you, hope you enjoy.

Something is Coming

[FONT=Times New Roman, Times, serif]Something is coming
it's almost here
I've become so familar
to expect it near
In a darkend cloak
and a bare disquies
It parades before
my very eyes
But, I'm always accepting
for that's what I do best
evading the warnings
Ignoring the threat
Just to let it boil over
and then we will see
who was left standing
here you or me.
[/FONT]
 

2much

Active Member
'twas the night before christmas, i was rolling a spliff
when a fat bearded fella musta' caught a good whiff
he came down my chimney in his fancy red suit
then he saw my red shotgun, ready to shoot
so he screamed "dude im santa, ive brought you some stash,
chocolate white widow and afghany hash
so we twisted some smoke and hoisted a few
i saw flying reindeer and thats when i knew
there realy is a santa boys and girls
 
I wrote this when I was 13

We live in a labyrinth society
only following the path most followed,
we can only praise the media for producing a T.V zombie for each home
A beating for those not yet infested,
The un-godlike grip that society can hold on a person is rancid
With the potential to be as bad as the poisonous gasses released in our air everyday,
We can only watch the clock until we breathe our last breath,
but we will not die, for we are already dead
 

Society Is Fucked

It's an ere where crack aint so wack, oil is a scam, and truth, wich we lack is bombin' troops in Iraq. Our President is black, but there's no change in the game, as wallstreet exchange poverty's helpin' hand. We're sinkin' in quick sand, 'cus money is tight, there's no unity to put up a fight, it just aint right, it just aint right.

No worries when you can spend money so God can send a helpin' hand, no worries we now control the muslim fam', no worries when you get the 600$ stimulis check, there's no one to put them in check, the people are sick, spend money on a vaccine pre prepared, it's hard when all the decent people in this world are barred, no worries in a dark era, cus it's just not enough to scare ya

It's an era that shows our true error, we're too clever, coming up with new ways to react, new ways to Kill Bill and comeback. We're outta luck, society is fucked, society is fucked.

11/26/2009
 

Lukien

Member
The end of the world,
Would wait for a song
Only a single one,
Trust that's it's long

Chaos in primary and secondary,
Are of no mind while listening
All your attention,
Is focused on obsessing

What could become,
Is neither here nor there
Such irrelevance-
Insignificant fear

Let fly your wilds,
Loose them upon the un-imaginers
Lost within their own devices,
Naught could make you happier

Than this last song,
The last they'll ever be
Standing there looking wondrous,
With no reason to flee

Forsaking all about,
Is of no wrong
While the world is succumbed,
As you listen to your song
 

Joe Fumeux

Member
here's one a wrote a while back

Epilogue

They say if effort is futile, why try?
Please explain why the rules don’t apply
Nothing is normal
But all of it is right

I thank you for all you have done
Even with this heart split in two
You and I could have so much fun
But hearing that I’m a good friend is nothing new

Silently, I gazed upon your healing smile
I feel as light as a feather
And like the 11 PM train
Reality comes rumbling through

Killing the peace

You’re my best friend
And I couldn’t be sadder
There is a longing for you that reaches farther than home
Could it be that I found where it really is?

The games you play with my heart have no intention
You are you
I am the only one to blame for my sorrow
But I have talents you do not know

My patience will last an eternity
So I write this thing you may never read
Waiting
Those other fish in the sea are pathetic

Live your life
Love who you love
Have all the fun in the world

And when your day goes wrong
I will be there holding you safe
Keeping you strong
 

Out2Learn

Member
Shadows of Unity

How do you caughterize,
The exit wounds of lies projected from the mouths of the machines,
Telling us what they calculate to be true,
Formalizing subliminal decay in the form of entertainment,
Entertaining the mass monkeys,
Trained from years of propoganda,
Prospering through the blood of the innocent,
Predicable weather,
Is all fun and games,
Until the tide changes in the foul direction of destruction,
Describing the incoherent thoughts of millions,
To afraid,
To afraid to see whats beyond their sheild of ignorance,
Repenting to a bias fairy-tale,
Forgive not,
Those who do not fret the consequences of their own actions,
Fragile minds,
Not strong enough to survive the bombs of the future,
One intricate web of imagination,
Creating their own sweet illusions of better days,
In wait of the time the web spreads,
Touching the darkest reaches of the soul,
Collecting the memories,
That will rebiuld the citites of days to come,
Those scars will not be forgotten,
But loved,
For the resemblance of passions triumph,
Over the assault of the faceless leaders,
Fearing the fall of thier own empires in the shadows of unity,
No longer will the tormrnted be silenced,
For the amounted voices,
Project words much stronger than any weapon,
Positively destructive,
The minds of the beautifully fragile,
Hearts beating together,
Cadence, Unity, and Serenity,
Harmonizing auras brighter than the stars,
In fields of green,
Shaking hands with sticky seven fingered friends,
Saturated with The Human Cure,
Forget not the past for it will reoccur,
With the knowledge comes the answer,
For preventing the demons of the past,
From polluting the minds of the hopefull......
 

fez

Member
hi peeps,
heres a little poem i made while smokin weed in Brazil (i was there from the UK to do a little art project).

There's spiders everywhere,
little spiders in my hair,
are they poisonous?
I don't know!
 

Concord Dawn

Well-Known Member
wrote this 1 night when i was coked out, LoL



what have you done to me?
a shadow of pain as feelings disappear.
once we were together in wonder,
wide-eyed and innocent,
but your love drifted away.
a clouded pool of memory,
in a haze of sorrow. slender beams of moonlight enter
this darkened chamber as i kneel,
the night falls in a heavy, suffocating mist, entwined are we.
the understanding for which your lust
flares once, then dies,
swallowed by your obsession.
all hope dies.
your passion throbs no more.
how could you abandon me?
our dark emotions surround us, crying, hurting.
save us from ourselves.
always lost, always alone,
frozen here, waiting.
tortured forms wrought in panes of glass loom as
dust dances in the air,
forming an image in my mind,
sparing not my naked soul.
i raise my head, now kneeling before
this oblivious fate. tears follow love, follow pain,
love torn apart. tears on a lover's face, i still love you.
blade 4/5/07
 

manlookingj

Active Member
well I just got done playin around with my keyboard and these words are just something I kind of came up with, but I like, that fits what I was playing. Thanks RIU

Sorry if it sounds depressing, always turns out that way. its a happy tune though, so...


You tear me up inside,
so set down, shut up. And just enjoy the ride.
So do you wanna hear what I've been thru
Or do you want to look at who your lieing too.
Everything is gone
everything is wrong
everyone is blind
everything is fine. everything is fine.
once upon a time
there was a little girl that took me for a ride
does it heal over time?
set down, shut up, and just enjoy the ride.
everything is gone
everything is wrong
everyone is blind
everything is fine. Everything is fine.
 

Dais

Member
Hi NG, some good poems in here!

Thought I would share one as well,



The Leaden-Eyed
Let not young souls be smothered out before
They do quaint deeds and fully flaunt their pride.
It is the world's one crime its babes grow dull,
Its poor are ox-like, limp and leaden-eyed.

Not that they starve, but starve so dreamlessly;
Not that they sow, but that they seldom reap;
Not that they serve, but have no gods to serve;
Not that they die, but that they die like sheep.
-- Vachel Lindsay



Crushed by financial worry and in failing health from his six-month road trip, Lindsay sank into depression, and on December 5, 1931, Lindsay committed suicide by drinking a bottle of Lysol.His last words were,

"They tried to get me - I got them first!"
 

NewGrowth

Well-Known Member
Thanks guys! I tried to give you all rep but I'm using my iPhone so it may come up as blank in your control panel. I enjoy reading everybody's poetry. There is a great mix here now, happy, funny, sad, ect. Keep them coming! Thanks again everyone :mrgreen:
 
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