Poetry

[Lune]

I have no idea how many people even bother looking at this section but thought I might as well post a few pieces of mine here. I do write Fan Fiction and Fiction as well, but Poetry was where I started.

This one was written on 17th June 2008 after an insane poll a DA friend of mine put up gave me the idea:-

How Cupcakes are Made

Have you ever wondered how cupcakes are made?
Those things that are baby cakes, not yet grown?
Well it's about time you learnt the tricks of the trade
For how they are made, is finally known.

Make and place on the counter one cake and one muffin
Leave them be, let them get to know each other
And if you are lucky they will start some loving
Then very soon that cake will become a Mother.

For you see, when the conditions are right
A muffin and a cake will fall in love each other
And make little cupcakes right through the night
So that cupcake you are eating may be another cupcakes brother!

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This was written on 23rd July 2008 for no reason other than I felt like writing poetry


Ponderings

The way in which the world moves may always be the same in Science
But the points and views of the people on it, change the way in which life moves
There is no exact Science to it, no one Alliance
The rules and regulations differ from country to country, it not mattering if the people there disapprove.

Life isn't smooth and never will be
Too many ups, too many downs, too many changes
For life will always be complex you see.
Though don't spend it as though you feel you and your friends are in cages.

If everyone agreed things would be much duller
Though conflicts would be a lot fewer
And I guess it could lead to everyone wearing the same colour
And no longer would anyone need a reviewer.

The way I see the world is this:-
Strive to get your life to the happiest you can be
Don't forget to help the others, those in more need, those who don't get gifts
Worrying about things you cannot change, just makes you unhappy wouldn't you agree?

Life can be worrying, frustrating, annoying, aggravating, and all those other complaining words you hear
But, just for once, why not think about all the good things you have with your life, the things that make your year?

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This one was written for my English class in 2001, so please bear in mind that I was 13 when I wrote this


My Cat Marmite


My cat Marmite
Is black with a little bit of white
She is faster than a speeding bullet
If she sees anything dangling she'll pull it
If we lock her in the kitchen she screams
She'd do really well on a football team
But sometimes she can be cuddly and floppy
So really this cat can be very soppy

My cat Marmite
Can be a mischievous termite
When she gets annoyed she bites
Although she never fights
She plays tag with us when out of sight
And is really scatty at night
But sometimes she can be cuddly and floppy
So really this cat can be very soppy

[Kukaku_Yamada]

Aww. Those are really good. I really liked the cupcake one. :D

[Kyo]

Is this thread still alive by any chance? o.0

[Lune]

Aww. Those are really good. I really liked the cupcake one. :D

Thanks.

Is this thread still alive by any chance? o.0

Yes. Actually I found a poem of mine from ages ago that actually won a competition, I'll upload that later.

[Kyo]

Yes. Actually I found a poem of mine from ages ago that actually won a competition, I'll upload that later.


Great! Can I upload some of my poems also? But they're the dark/morbid/nihilist types.:unsure:

[Afrojack]

Yeah, haha, I just started one, but since this one is actually getting responses, maybe it can be one where everyone might post?

[arthur11]

yeh would be nice, i just wrote one myself :D

Btw good poems

[arthur11]

Seeing CMC's thread on his poetry and the few faces who wanted to post there own (including myself) i put it upon myself to create a thread for general poem posting, Get going :)


heres a couple of mine.
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This is a quick poem i wrote just now based around a good friend of mine who ive called the Runner man for what should be obvious reasons. Its about going out to enjoy a good cheap night but losing yourself beyond reconciliation in drugs, women and personal loss.

Runner Man.

The drunkard breaks upon the scene
of jungle beats and moonshine dreams,
He turns cartwheels in the emperor's snow
Hoping only that his friend's won't know

Sure fire went his night, dwindling under the cane man's hoe.
For what he's said to know and what he knows tommorow are
but echoes of purple blows under his hazey nose.

And the chorus through his toilet reflection croons.

Runner man, Runner man why do you dream of hazely crows
when the bubonic flows over that microphone may save you from their heaven sent moans.

Dote not or dote less Runner man for your tribute is here
your drunkard sneer, so clear.
Let it drown out that voice of King Lear,
Your tribute is here.

Runner man, Runner man why do you dream of token white hoes
amongst this crowd of full wedge-black 'fros.
May the bubonic flows over the microphone save you from their heaven sent moans.

Runner man, Runner man.

But yet again the drunkard breaks upon the scene
of jungle beats and moonshine dreams
He turns cartwheels in the emperor's snow
Hoping only that his friends won't know.

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Found this from a while back i wrote on aprreciation and standing up to the dickheads around you, ment to be read quite swiftly i think...so long agoo

Treat yourself,
Yocals will fleet themselves to breach yourself.
So treat yourself.
Half-hearted manners when you dine complaces this right to treat yourself.
So treat yourself.
Boy why can you not see nor meet yourself, wealth in health competes thy stealth.
Dont duck and cover treat yourself to mock irate yocals who breach yourself.
Impeach yourself.


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[airyie]

hehe. I like the cupcake one. =)

[Kyo]

Title : Broken Verses of the Mental Mosaic

Pulling my thoughts apart,
there’s a dysfunction in the gravity,
or was it broken from the start,
a black hole capturing my sanity;
always put the horse before the cart,
before the world drains all its clarity,
fueling trepidation’s beating heart,
splintering the inner source of reality.

I saw doom’s reflection in your eyes,
so I thought the universe was in error,
never listened to the storm of cries
as the stars all winked out in terror;
why can’t I sort the truth from lies?
The pieces release a false demeanor,
if I shouted instructions at the skies,
would it release me from this mirror?

Pied-piper magnetism drew me to the well,
promising snippets of all the lost truth,
when insanity sings, it was never a hard sell
but the price is a lost and forgotten youth;
wishing that I had the time left to tell,
the reason I am fractured like a broken tooth,
how the broken fates of our time befell,
like hailstones pounding on a broken roof...

05/12/2008

I'll post more in soon.

[Lune]

Yeah, haha, I just started one, but since this one is actually getting responses, maybe it can be one where everyone might post?

Yeah go ahead.

yeh would be nice, i just wrote one myself :D

Btw good poems

Thanks.

hehe. I like the cupcake one. =)

Thank you. :amused:

@Kyoketsuki: Wonderful title.

[Afrojack]

Good, this thread should be dope. Good stuff from both CMC and Kyoketsuki.

He wanders throughout dry lands, like a spirit soaked in blood
No home on the sands, cuts men down like a machete through the trees
He hates it when it rains, his brutal sands become sinking pits of mud
Faced by demons in the past, bloodthirsty ghosts to bring him to his knees
He rides the Third Horse, Crimson and pale with antagonistic rage
The horse seeks battle in animal lust, in unthinking bestial craze
The King of Wrath doesn't think, lest as a faded dream he remembers
So he continues to destroy with a blade swung down, and never surrenders
The colored bands fly like horns from his war-painted skull
He rips you in half, cuts you in two, but the edge of his blade is dull
With anger and hate, the fiery star of Mars, white warheads shining with death
Emerging from his mouth like atomic clouds of breath
And illume the blackened moon, in pits of darkest night
Yellow orbs that flash before the eye, like the final fading light
He screams at you, the words are in the effect
Your fear is his speech, your terror his to perfect
He stomps upon the sky without a word, a pitiless abyssal stare
Ripping through the light like a spectre of despair
He holds your fledgling hand in claws like gems of red
And puts you to death as though pressing the pillow to your head
This is no beast, no mere mindless glimpse of will
A god of war at your throat, choking until you're still
Retribution with a face, judgement swift and true
By the time you see the light, he’s already conquered you

[Meta]

threads merged

[Lune]

cheers meta. :)


Wrote this poem 5th May 08 for a contest on DA (theme was forbidden love):

Not Meant To Be


I wait in apprehension in the dimly street
Yet I am dreading this meeting as much as I've been looking forward to it
For I know in my heart that this will be the last time we meet

Footsteps approaching, my mind turns to dust
Turning around I great her with a loving gaze and smile
For this women always increases my lust

"Sorry I'm late" I hear her say
I shake her apology away with a gesture
For she should know as soon as she appeared my heart was blown away

Our lips meet, the soft touch that I had missed so much
Our hands entwined, as I engage in the kiss of the one I love
Happy in her arms with her very gentle touch

Gathering my thoughts, I pull sharply away
Ignoring her protests, I begin to leave,
I know I can't stay.

I know that this can never really be
So I leave for the last time to let her get on with her life
For I know it can never be while she is someone else's wife.

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and this one was written in april 08 for the same contest:

Animal Love


The human yelled at me again today
I don't see why I shouldn't sit near the cage
But for some reason it sent her in to a rage

She calmed down quickly though
So now I am taking a nap
Purring softly as she strokes me while I sit in her lap.

I shall go back to the cage later
For she clearly does not understand
What it is that makes me feel so grand

But how can I make her understand how I feel?
For what would you say if I told you that I was a Cat:
A Cat that is in love with a Rat?

[airyie]

The man that I am dating,
Is a man I do not love.
The boy that I am baiting,
Knows not what I think of.

The man is mature and wise,
Way beyond his years.
He thinks that we have ties,
And avoids my solemn leers.

The man works very hard,
And for me he breaks his back.
But I always feel on guard,
To hide feelings that I lack.

For years I’ve followed behind,
The boy that left his home.
For years I’ve been inclined,
To help him never roam.

Like a shadow I follow,
Quiet, but always there.
The part that once felt hollow,
Is filled with tender care.

I am always at a distance,
But never far away.
The light of his existence,
Brightening my day.

That boy is my friend.
He is perhaps the first.
I don’t want that to end,
Because my bubble burst.

The man that I am dating,
Causes my eyes to burn with tears.
It is myself I’m hating,
My voice he never hears.

I cannot think of him,
Without thinking of what I lost.
The man makes my life dim.
The boy, my ultimate cost.

Our time together is gone.
Drawing tighter to a close.
Fading is the dawn,
That holds my perfect rose.

[Nana]

Wow, very nicely done CMC. ^^ I especially like the one titled 'Ponderings'

If it is possible, could I post a couple of mine too?

[Lune]

Wow, very nicely done CMC. ^^ I especially like the one titled 'Ponderings'

If it is possible, could I post a couple of mine too?

Thanks, glad you thought that one worked.

Of course you may. :smile:

[Nana]

Arigatou CMC-chan! *bows* Then here is my first one. Mine are really short though...


Hatred

The love that I felt once before
had fallen from love to hate
I had once thought that
in this world there was love
but I had been wrong
in the end I come to realize
that all this time
the person that I thought
loved me
hated me

In the beginning
I was in denial
but now I know
after so many times
of feeling hurt
that she had always
hated me

now all I have in this world
is myself and my heart
that has been shattered
once too many
in all honesty
I no longer have support
I only have myself

[Kyo]

Der Schlüssel Zu Meiner Vernunft

Not know where I'm going,
Just wandering in a daze.
I wander around the house,
Wishing life would end.
It seems there's no way out.

Don't know what to do.
I'm trapped inside
A world of depression and loneliness.
Can't get out,
Can't break free.

I need to find the key,
That unlocks the door.
I keep searching, searching
But nothing is there.
I can't get out.

You think it's strange
That I barely speak
But you don't know why?
I want to speak out but I just can't,
No matter how hard I try.

Give me time,
Give me a chance.
I'm not lying,
I'm telling the truth,
I just can't open up.

I must keep trying,
I must keep searching.
Till I find the key to my mind,
My voice,
My life...

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Fabricating Hope


I've tripped through the
Wicked obsidian-bladed dark
Cutting and vicious
To you
The first carress was nothing new
All seem the same at first
Same smooth automatic touch
When nothing can be known
We stumble in this interminable night
Perchance encounter joy
Or the lacerating hate
All by chance
We are our joy, so take my hand
Find with me a soft spot
To stop our stumbling
They say another sun shall rise
And all shall be bright
Singing of our joined love
Bathed by all-disclosing light

"Soon" they say "the sun shall rise"
"Soon" they've said and shall say
The sun may sleep forever;
Enough that the sun sleeps
Has slept, will sleep;
So should we sleep as well?
Sweet lady, should we wait
Eternity to understand it all?
Some light is in our reach
We can dimly see

Moon-bathe with me;
Live a thousand lives with me
This long night.
Moon-bathe with me;
Bask in that reflection of
The unborn sun.
Moon-bathe with me,
Help me light this dark;
And until the sun should rise
And set all wrongs right
They shall call us
The bringers of light...

[airyie]

Kyoketsuki, love the second one. =)

[Kyo]

Thank you :amused:

[Nana]

I also like the second one, Kyo-san! ^_^

Tears

I shed only tears of sorrow
mixed with the world's hate
to hinder my deepest
emotions and sorrow
a barrier is created

In the world of love and hate
comes the shedding of tears
in my mind I always feel
the strangeness of hurt
so in the tears I shed
I will forever feel
the pain and grief
that had come because
of my hope that one day
you will again love me

But now I know through these tears
that there will be no love again
there will only be sorrow
filled with grief and hate
enclosed in these droplets
is my shattered heart

Here again, I cry for you
when there are no more tears
there will just be a feeling
of loneliness and insecure
and of pain

[Aidan]

Impression
If I could paint a picture with my words
I'd try to paint in the style of the Impressionists
give you the glimmer of the sunset on the water
my words multicolored like those haystacks
covering different days, different hours
and I would maybe be less descriptive than a realist
but I'd make you see with your mind's eye
what I'm seeing with my mind's eye
which I think is like sharing dreams
under the context of me writing, you reading
and we can each take away our own impressions
because even when we share them
my dreams are my own
your dreams are your own
because we've been different places
and we probably won't end up in the same place either
learned different bits of knowledge
acquired different world views
but we can get that impression
of sharing a moment, within which lies a whole world
the one in which our dreams mesh perfectly

[Kyo]

That was great, Aidan.

[Aidan]

thanks!

I posted this next one a while ago, but the thread's since been deleted. It's one of my favorites, I wrote it for a creative writing class:

what a life with hands

by aidan brumsickle

sitting, hands in lap, they're
about to attack that grand piano
I stare at my hands
think about my life with hands
I remember my fingertips smelling of pencil-lead and eraser
after solving for x one hundred forty-seven times.
I remember
my hands sticky with dark, sweet maple syrup
after a family feast of buttermilk blueberry-banana pancakes.
I remember learning the painful way
how not to close a pen-knife.
my hands have strong memories
they are [after all] one of the main
communication centers,
Creators.
Each hand disbands
into myriad fingers
tap-dancing on ebony and ivory keys,
riverdancing harmoniously on a computer keyboard,
moshing on video game controllers.
Each hand coalesces
to hold a pen, a fork, a brush,
to work chopsticks and get that slippery Chinese dumpling,
to draw a bow, balanced, perfectly perpendicular across
strings shortened mathemusically by that bow-hand's twin.
Massaging one another when they're sore,
My hands do so much and ask for so little-
don't freeze them, break them, cut them.
My hands do so much-
I couldn't have written this poem without them.

[Kyo]

That one is also nice. Great descriptive skills. I wish I had had creative writing classes T_T

[notorious UZIMAKI]

damn, just an observer - but you guys kick ass, keep creating. all i got is my boi -

I SING the Body electric

[Nana]

~Destiny~

It is our desitny
our fate
that brings forth
the true meaning
of love

What is love?
love is gentle
love is kind
love is fulfilling
love is warmth
love will caress
love will bring
the joy we seek

But it is our destiny
to realize
through all this
that love is
we will still
fall victim to its
grasps

We our destined to see
two sides of love
the first is true love
the second is bitter hate
through the eyes of reality
we see our desitny

Our destiny
is to fulfill the
two sides of love
that we see
in this world

[Kyo]

Title : V

I have waited for too long.
Now I’m going to play my song.
For all what I’ve been through,
I’ve turned a nemesis.

Walking through the fire and haze,
I shall come to end your days.
When you hear the marauder’s call,
See your mighty kingdom fall.

The path that I may choose
Might be a dark and lonely road,
But I will get to you
And you’ll ever wonder how.

I shall set the world ablaze
That will burn your sins away.
Like a halo round the world,
That brightens up the universe.

I have nothing to lose.
I have no one to fear.
I shall have, for what I’ve come,
Make my crusade true for some.

All the evil that you’ve grown;
And the greed that you have shown;
And for all your naked lies,
I’ll claim them before your eyes.

When I feel my deed is done,
I’ll vanish into oblivion.
And when evil strikes again,
I shall make a new return.

[Nana]

Wow, that was very nicely done, Kyo. I liked it very much. Your poetry opens much of one's heart. Please keep on writing!

[Kyo]

Thank you. :)

[Rosh]

Impression
If I could paint a picture with my words
I'd try to paint in the style of the Impressionists
give you the glimmer of the sunset on the water
my words multicolored like those haystacks
covering different days, different hours
and I would maybe be less descriptive than a realist
but I'd make you see with your mind's eye
what I'm seeing with my mind's eye
which I think is like sharing dreams
under the context of me writing, you reading
and we can each take away our own impressions
because even when we share them
my dreams are my own
your dreams are your own
because we've been different places
and we probably won't end up in the same place either
learned different bits of knowledge
acquired different world views
but we can get that impression
of sharing a moment, within which lies a whole world
the one in which our dreams mesh perfectly

Nicely done Aidan

[DustinECL]

Here are a few of the songs I've written and a small explanation of them.

This is a personal favorite of mine, heavily influenced by my friends in Oh, Sleeper. It's about exposing the people who live to hurt others and to glorify themselves when they have nothing to be proud of. Basically it's a call for them to change their ways before they psychologically destroy themselves.

Judgment
Your perspective places you in infinite bounds of your own hierarchy.
You've forgotten it's our earth you're walking on.
We possess nothing yet you persecute at will.
You have become the very beast we live to kill.
God called in sick today, I'll be your judge,
But you knew the verdict before the gavel pierced your skin.

Tonight charlatans fall among filthy peasants.
Come out of hiding, the night is ours.
You have reached the gallows, the extortion is halted, now bow!

Keep your eyes wide open, you'll be a part of history,
A witness to the execution of your modus operandi.
I won't let you look away, you'll bite the bullet.
I promise it will be the last time.

I will not sleep as cowards destroy what we've built for ourselves.
I will not sleep as dreams are demolished and hearts are slaughtered for the well being of one filthy sadist.
Stand with me, make these dreams reality.
We shall be the guardians we've needed all along.
The armory has been opened, it will only be minutes before these bodies fall.
It's now or never, shape your destiny!

You shall pay for this ignorance.
You can never return what you stole from us.
Your life is all you have to give and I gladly accept.

Tonight charlatans fall among filthy peasants.
Come out of hiding, the night is ours.
You have reached the gallows, the extortion is halted.
Your campaign has reached a screeching halt.
Do you regret this yet?
Do you regret this?
I hope my voice will haunt you all the way into the devil's arms.

This song is about a dream I had. I can't really say much more about it, haha.

Fortissimo (Skeleton Keys and The Final Progression)

This paper and ink tells more truth than this smirk ever will
Though both are easy to read and hard to understand
You'll find only one won't lie to you
These keys are my commands, instructing me that this is my end.
To some I play a new beginning, for me this is my grand finale
"Here comes the bride" is the glorified emancipation
And it's screaming to me, nothing will drown this out
"Here comes the bride, here comes the bride"
They say nothing gold can stay and it's so clear who won this war today
But I'll make my coup de grace
I'll be a devil if it means I'll have my angel
My fingers have twisted these keys, the song is mine
My soul coincides with this melody as I leave myself behind
Fortissimo attempts to share my soul but this song is only mine
This was my last chance and only I can hear myself scream
And only I can see myself leave
You may now kiss the bride as I merely play my skeleton keys

This song is about living for yourself, it can be interpreted in quite a few ways though...It's unnamed for now.

Step aside, all men have selfish intentions
But this has become a catastrophe
We're putting God at gunpoint and forcing abortions to breathe
Simply for the sake of swallowing them whole
You are a monster, what is a monster?
Accept it, these cadavers have become worthless
Reason has all the answers but your heart holds its pseudoverdict
You are wrong, what is wrong?
We're decorating these chalk outlines with ticker tape parades
Now is the time, can you bear to part from your instincts?
Or were your instincts only reflecting starvation?
This socialist nascence has locked nicotine into your arteries like roots
Keep your eyes open, I will send bullets into this coalescence
And you will only breathe for one

This one is part of a concept album I made about a man who commits suicide and finds such bliss that he decides to come back as a ghost and convince his love to die. In the end (not in this song) he realizes that she is devastated by his death and begs to return to his body but it is too late. I think it's pretty sad.

Descend/Ascend

The cold embrace of this pavement made me feel secure
This fusion will take me home
My name is today's tragic icon
Speak it and this world will feed you demise
If you follow me, I will show you a way to speak freely
If you follow me, I will show you the way to fame

We shall defy the architect and build our own dystopia
And we shall serenade ourselves into bliss
I know these blind eyes our virtues gave you won't let you do this alone
So I will show you the door, and the door will lead you to me

This drought will free you from this despair
And turn memories into history, turn dreams into ambitions
But you must dive to escape the city lights
Transform our ideas of objective into the beginning of perfection

You were right all along
If I love you, I should keep you by my side
Let us descend as one and let go of these limits
Let us descend as the world ascends to rock bottom

Please tell me what you think.

[Lune]

Something new I wrote a few days ago:-

Strong Love

I watch from the window, lost as in a dream
The rain falls outside, but my mind is not here
How can I be complete when my love is nowhere to be seen?
I pine for the day when she is near.


We are separated by the ocean
Two minds that think as one
Our online conversations show our emotion
But once we cross the ocean, that is when we will have won.


There are things that stand between us
Trying to prevent us meeting
But one day will we beat them, yes
For love is the strongest greeting.

[sunshinelagoon]

wow, this is an awesome thread. im a poet at heart. ill have to go through and read all of these within the next few days, but id like to post something of mine as well :)

im not sure how good this is. to be honest i wrote it a few months ago in the midst of a recent break-up-filled-rage. its a bit of mature content? just in case, lmfao. its not one of my favourites, but id like an idea if i should keep or discard it.


Sunday Morning

Lost in a swirling cloud of temptation.
Morning comes and inhibitions slide away with the dew.
Your heart flutters
whispering your logic aside.
A quick flick of her wrist
and your pants loosen.
The whore's devious magic works its way around your dick.
In the back of your subconscious
years past and future begin to dissolve.
Her saliva drowns and murders those times.
Trust is gone,
love burns away.
By the time she stands and wipes her mouth,
all you have worked for no longer exists.
What remains is absolute disgrace.

I would have laid my life down for you.
Was a deepthroating bitch worth crushing -
no, ANNIHILATING -
my wholehearted commitment to you?

[jeuxaijin]

keep it, it just needs more rage. if it was mine i'd edit it, sharpen it like a knife. i'm jealous of the image of her saliva drowning the relationship. like, i wish i came up w/ cool shit like that.

btw if that freaking happened it sucks, if not - great idea for a poem :D

[sunshinelagoon]

keep it, it just needs more rage. if it was mine i'd edit it, sharpen it like a knife. i'm jealous of the image of her saliva drowning the relationship. like, i wish i came up w/ cool shit like that.

btw if that freaking happened it sucks, if not - great idea for a poem :D

thank you <3 ill definitely look over it again and see what i can come up with.

unfortunately it did happen, lmao but ironically it was for the best :tongue: