Poetry Corner

[Last Exile]

Yeah, actually that movie did suck. Only the name was good.

How about Innervisions?

Nah, Poetry Corner is an obvious and appropriate name.

So Andy, on to a lighter note, how were those two poems?

Yours was a damn fine limerick! The French deserve it.

Ok, me make new material. This is a very altered version of Sliver by Nirvana. The first verse is the same, but the rest is very twisted. Just some contempt for pop music.

EDIT: Say Tara, when the hell did you start getting into Guns'N'Roses? Ooh, so you like ol' Axl Rose, hey?! In that case, check out their album Appetite For Destruction. It's the one with Civil War, Paradise City and, of couse, Sweet Child Of Mine, featuring Slash's best riff ever and Axl's best lyrics/vocals by far.


Mum and dad went to a show
Dropped me off at Grandpa Joe's
Begged and screamed
Said please, no
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home

They made me watch darn MTV
And on the screen was Britney
Half-naked
I nearly choked
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home

She said "My God! Stop your crying!"
She kept it on, couldn't deny
That she loved
The gay boy bands on MTV
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home

After dinner I had to pee
And I did, on the TV
They didn't know
They were half-asleep
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
Grandma take me home
I wanna be alone

[Last Exile]

Okay, something far mroe serious this time.


The Day

There is no peacock plume in the sky today
Only one that is black and grey
The ostrich plume is here today
It is the day the kids won't play
Everywhere people scream
They see but they don't believe
That this could happen to them
They felt so safe until when
The fat white birds came thundering down
And shattered the Big Apple's crown
This is the day the world will change
The day we feel absolute rage
The day we will want to kill
The day we will want to fill
The empty feeling that won't go away
When three thousand souls went away

[Asilynne]

I like writing poems, I dont know why I didnt see this before ^-^()
Most of my poems I keep around and add to later, this ones pretty recent so it hasnt gone through the months long editing phase they usually do ^-^ But I hope its still good even though Ill probably end up adding to it.

~Winter~
I am Winter.
I am the Dark and the Cold.
I am the Shadow of a forgotten grin,
swallowed up in the dark turmoil of an icy Sea.

You are Summer.
You are the sun, Bright and Bold.
You are the Light of a forgiven sin,
dissolving the Storm and comforting unworthy me.

Youve made my frozen Spirit sing,
I am Winter, becoming Spring.




Well I hope that didnt totally flat out SUCK! lol Just something that occured to me one day when I was pondering things ^-^ Id appreciate hearing what people thought of that ^-^

[Kari and Mewtwo]

A little pro-war poem i came up with (anti-war supporters may not want to read this). It's a little graphic & offensive, but thats how i feel about this war..



i want to bomb the world
with no world, there can be no more wars
with no wars, there can only be peace
so lets bomb this rock
kill everyone and make them suffer for pleasure
with no life, there is no suffering
why do people cling to life when they know they cant live forever?
i want to bomb the world

[mistysakura]

Kari & Mewtwo, what do you mean graphic? I've seen a lot worse. Or maybe my sense of average is a bit warped. Anyway...

Imagine gaining fairy wings
flying up to reach the stars
with no worries of life's struggles
or anything waiting back home
Just spread your wings
Soar up to where no one else can take you
Anything can happen here.
However strange, weird or bizarre
Just wish for it and it will begin its life
Ideas are woven into reality.

Close your eyes and imagine
you are in that mystical world.

Have you realized that you are there?

This was definitely weird... I don't know if it's good or bad, but I think it leans towards the bad side.

[dratinihaunter13]

mistysakura: I think it's really good personally ^_^. Don't really know why, just kinda like it. I guess the whole imagination to reality thing.

all right, something dark *cringe* not cringin' cuz it's dark, just cuz i know dark poetry can come in torrents from y'all. that's another reason i liked ms's one before. but oh well, i like this poem because it reminds how i felt at the time, very well. as far as it's good for others, eh, probably not so much >_<;;
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"A Jealous Comedy"

The snap of bones,
The clap of tones,
And none alone without the next.

The groan of you,
The groan of two,
But one too few. It's not complex.

It's only text, a textual death of two who snap and clap in hurt.
But one too few, the one forgot who sought the spot now under dirt.

And we won't meet,
Beneath the feet,
There are no screams deceased.

I meet you now,
You need to bow,
From spears and knives and fears increased.

I point above your infant love of pretty, sitting prostitutes.
The crushing death looms over head, I am the one who executes.

The one too few won't speak to you.
Just listens to the crying two.
The anvil falling all too brief.
Your clap and snap, my comic relief.

Yet you won't join me in the grave, for my mechanics let you live.
The open love you freely gave pays for the pain I freely give.

[Asilynne]

Oh my gosh, Dratini thats really good! You have some serious talent and Im not kidding, I like how the whole rhyme scheme is and also the rhythem of the poem. Very nicely done

[dratinihaunter13]

whoa! stupid me, i didn't read your poem before asilynne but now that i did, wow. awesome thoughts, connecting people and personalities to seasons, and i love the rhyme in it. it's like, it's own rhyme scheme that i'll find in a lit book one day lol. and the the third lines are just perfect with a balance between meaning and rhyme. i wish i could do that better, i'll sacrifice just about all meaning sometimes for a good rhyme or rythm >_<. i can see how some additions could be made, but hopefully not too much cuz i kind of like the freshness of it right now. post the edited version when it's done!

all right might as well post another one..

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"Teach Me to Remember"

Remind me to forget, the blind ones I have met.
Remind me to remember, the blizzards of December.
Seek me like a friend, and shriek at my pretend.
Seek me in my daze, and shake me back always.
Tell me how to act, shell me to the fact.
Tell me what I miss, when I'm shrouded in this bliss.
Strike me when my eyes, interest in the lies.
Strike me when I'm caught, in infatuation's rot.
Help me when I trip, and fall over the lip.
Help me when I hit, freedom's very pit.
Hear me when I cry, calling for the distant sky.
Hear my inward pout when my cry can not get out.
Teach me to look for you, teach, so I can not ignore you.
Teach to me this game, but first, teach to me your name.

[Razola]

This is one of my Classics:

WYOMING

Welcome to Wyoming
with its vast and subtle plains
so quaint and peaceful
you would never know
that it's the home of the Roswell Aliens
and Hitler's brains...

Yes it is here that starts
all the conspiracies of our nation
Such as Big Foot and the Loch Ness Monster
and JFK's assassination
Only we have the smarts
to rig the World Series scores
and only we could unleash the Asteroid
that wiped out the Dinosaurs.

It was us behind Watergate
Don't try to doubt it
and the thing that is great
is that there's nothing you can do about it

Oh, you can't stop the pod people from growing
and you can't prevent the land mines from exploding
you'll never keep Atlantis from imploding
and you'll stop what is going
down in Wyoming.

It's here that we lock up all the electric cars
and keep our cloning experiments quiet
Everyday there's rumors we gotta refute
and make them sound like jokes
Sure, the Cold War was one big hoax
We needed a reason to build our nukes
Can't let the people know or they'll riot
can't let them know about our Embassy on Mars

Not all of our missiles are ballistic
and there's no reason to panic
sure, the 1970s never existed
but we had to distract you while we blew up a planet

Oh, you can't stop the subliminal messages from showing
and you can't keep the economy from slowing
No, you'll never make the toxic waste stop flowing
and you'll never stop what is going
down in Wyoming

You can just forget
about Area 51
and everything the Tabloids have done
Everything you know
just toss out the window
you ain't seen nothing yet

We're in outer space, too
and deep underground
yep, we're all around
and even inside of you

Though we twist and manipulate
and we're always on the roam
it all comes back to one little state
a place where that conspiracy calls home...

Oh you can't stop the aliens from probing!
and you can't throw off the missiles: they're homing
No, you'll never prevent the Mexicans from stowing
and you can't keep the radiation from glowing
but we can keep from knowing
what is going...
just what is going...
down in Wyoming!

[classy_cat18]

Here's a little poem I whipped up:

Hey look at me
I'm wild and I'm free
I go with the flow
'Cause I'm eighteen, ya know

I like Pokemon
I don't care if I'm wrong
I think it's da bomb
Like my friends and my mom

This poem's pretty lame
But it still stays the same
That I go with the flow
'Cause I'm eighteen, ya know

Thank you very much!

[dratinihaunter13]

I remember the Wyoming poem from a few poetry corners ago! liked it then and i like it now, it's well written and funny, accent on the funny part. good hold of wyoming, i feel like i've lived there for years now ^_^

classy cat - heh, that reminds me of our senior class motto. "I'm 18. I do what I want."

[dratinihaunter13]

just lifted the pen on this one. I wanted it to be in your face, but that approach may not work too well in poetry yet. here i vent..

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"Say It or Disappear"

It's not so hazy now.
Still, I'm going crazy. How
Could you leave me waiting?
And bring about my baiting?
Still looking in my eyes,
Not seeing curtained cries.
Answering my questions,
Leading to further why's.

The pain is inside pushing out,
A stone inside my windpipe. Doubt
Every time you walk
Towards another just to talk.
Why must we be too young in years,
To appease your heart-felt fears.
Your heart must break, your teenage life
Must live in full. There must be tears,
There must be adolescent pouts.
You can not feel this feeling early. Without
Me, without the life I give,
You have to flirt, you have to live.
Mature, surely should I do that too,
Go out on dates with strangers, woo
Them, but I can't do what you do.
I can only watch you.

The pain is inside pushing out,
A stone inside my windpipe. Doubt
After you say you care the best
About me, but I can not rest
My mind, relax to thoughts of you
And me, this I can not construe
Because we are not 25.
You swim but you can't take a dive.
Powerful and pointless the way you feel.
You say too soon and far too real.
Really, ever said I blank you?

The pain is inside pushing out,
A stone inside my windpipe. Doubt
If you ever meant it,
And if you ever spent it.
Heck if you ever felt it,
Or if it merely melted.
No question that you fed it.
But you never really said it,
Did you?

Written.
"Just in case you had any doubts,
I completely adore you."
"I am going to talk about
All the things I love about you."
"If I dated you I would fall head-over-heels in love with you,
And right now that terrifies me."

"You are PERFECT…what's not to love?"
One spoken. "You are so much more important to me than…
Pretty much anyone I know."
"So I think you already know
What I think about you…FAVORITE PERSON."
"That says a lot about our friendship, I think –
That you love me enough to make me better."

Oh! Me love you is not so difficult is it?
Who are you talking to anyway? Just say it or disappear!
You've made my lyric nearly tactless,
But this paper tells what I can't verbally elicit.
It's too explicit for sound.
What I'd give to knock you off your tip-toes.

I don't want to be adored, have things you love about me.
I don't care if you're terrified, I don't want to be perfect.
I don't want to be important! I don't want to be your favorite person!
I don't want to love you!

I want you to say it or vanish.
I want to hear it or banish you
Far, far away from in here.
Say it or disappear.

[PancaKe]

May 10th, 2003

The News For The Week

We are seriously getting sick of it...

Oz we all read your edited comment in DH's last post of the news. Now here's a nice little request from all of us sane people at the Fanfic Board - we get the point! Far out! Its all good but you better not edit mine! Or else...

Theme Week/Month:

It hasn't been made official yet but the Theme Week/Month is started. One of the mods will post another topic about it later, but for now you should just check out the topics in Writers Lounge for details about the Jerry Springer Themed Week.

Useful Topics:

Yes another topic reminder. It's not as big as the other ones, just reminding people to check out the topics in the Fanfic Writers Lounge, and also to check out the Fanfic Board for Dummies topic. Helpful topics for you guys.

Poetry Corner:

Another useful topic. People, poetry can be posted and read here. You dont have to be a poet nut just check it out. Some poems are short and sweet, other ones are long and expressive. Any and every form of poetry can be posted here, haiku, limerick, standard, song writing, etc. I sometimes post some of my songs but I often read other poetry too and there is a bunch of really good poems there. Check it out, maybe it'll inspire you to post a poem too.

Fic of the Week

Its been around for ages but still deserves a mention and even though as far as I know, its on a break right now, it still is worth checking out. I'm talking about Ryan's (CitrusCrushChikorita) fic, When Destinies Collide. It's a really good fic and I dont want to give anything away by telling you guys a bit about it so all I'll say is that it involves some very big issues, is very very good at making you edgy and crave to know what happens next, and involves a crossover between CardCaptors and Pokemon. ^_^ Worth reading.

Credits:

This weeks edition of the news brought to you by:

Mist

and not by OzAndrew's fic.

~Mist

[GSAce789]

Here's my shot at this. A little thing about a certain genre we all know and love. Without further ado...

ANIME MANIAC
Sometimes I lie awake in bed,
Obsessing on this cartoon style.
To reach this comic technique’s home,
I’d have to walk a while.

It comes from a far away land,
Where people write from up to down.
They read their pages right to left,
It seems all turned around.

But all I see’s the awesome art,
From that land of Japan,
And recently I’ve been obsessed,
More than all who I know can.

I can’t get it out of my head,
I have so many dreams,
Of being all the characters,
From each assorted theme.

I travel beside Pikachu,
‘Just “Gotta Catch ‘Em All”,
I fight the Red Ribbon Army,
And find the Dragonballs.

My name is Yusuke, gangster kid,
Killing demons is my job,
My name is Spencer, fear my pig,
No ordinary hog.

I am a pilot, bold and brave,
Flying a Gundam through the sky,
Weirdly, In Ranma, I’m a girl,
When I should really be a guy.

“Hi! I’m Yugi! I’m possesed,”
By the Egyptian god of games,
Operating each and every Zoid,
Many models, many names.

I’m a Super Saiyan, great and strong,
Saving the the galaxy,
I’m a Shinobi, swift and lethal,
DO NOT MESS WITH ME.

Speed Racer, tearing up the track,
Reach the speed of sound,
The name’s Tenchi, my world is filled
With space chicks all around.

I am a wandering ex-Botosai,
A man-slayer renewed,
Saving the digital world,
I’m a digi-destined dude.

All the cutesy little critters,
Hamtaro, Sunny, Pikachu,
They all are pouring through my mind,
Though, yet, I want them to.

I thrive in all the styling,
I dream of all the massive eyes,
Noses minute, yet still have nostrils,
Short-skirt girls and black-haired guys.

Even though here in the USA,
It tends to be dubbed down,
If there were a cartoon coolness contest,
I’d give anime the crown.

Now I ponder my obsession,
Healthy? Probably not.
But I just can’t seem to give up
What other styles just don’t got.

As I sit cross-legged on the floor,
I contemplate my craze,
Will I ever think of something else?
I see no other ways.

I am an anime Maniac,
I take it in with glee,
But am I just fond of anime,
Or does anime control me?



Well, whadd'ya think?
Honestly.

[PancaKe]

What funky poems ^_^ Here's a song i wrote called "Apart". I'm actually only happy with the first verse and the last verse. The middle one is soo gay.

~Mist

This is it my fingers have slipped
I'm trying to hold on and get a grip
Its moving to fast am I going to slow
Nobody understands me at all you know
I'm going insane driving up the walls
My tongue is silent my nails gnawed
If you didnt know you'd think I was fine
Youd walk in on me and see me cry

I doubt you know that I'm alive
I doubt youd care if I died
What happened to my existance
Bring back what we used to have
Bring back what I need to grasp
We're out to sea and drifting

I watched you changing your ways
Ive watched you over countless days
Used to love you as more than a friend
Thought they'd be the same till the end
I was wrong I normally am
Cant win a fight with you I can
Not succeed I really dont care
I normally agree with you so there

I doubt you know that I'm alive
I doubt youd care if I died
What happened to my existance
Bring back what we used to have
Bring back what I need to grasp
We're out to sea and drifting

This is it my fingers have slipped
I'm trying to hold on and get a grip
Its moving to fast am I going to slow
Nobody understands me at all you know


I tried to explain myself to you
Tried to explain you snubbed me too
Your moving away I'm actually glad
Dont really need what we once had
If your going to be like this you jerk
Couldnt be bothered to make it work
I doubt you'd notice if I cried
I doubt you'd notice if I dropped and died

I doubt you know that I'm alive
I doubt youd care if I died
What happened to my existance
Bring back what we used to have
Bring back what I used to grasp
We're out to sea and drifing apart
Apart
Out to sea and drifting apart

[GSAce789]

Okay, this isn't as long as my first, but I think it's still pretty good. As you might have guessed, my poems aren't going to all be very inspirational. Well, here goes... reader discretion is advised on this one.

"PLEASE DON’T PICK YOUR NOSE"

When you’re at the meeting,
A real big job to do,
The fate of corporate merger
Is resting upon you…just…

…Please don’t pick your nose.

When you’re at a party,
Having the time of your life,
If you want to host your own bash,
Avoid that fatal strife…and…

…Please don’t pick your nose.

When you’re on a splendid date,
A top-class restaurant fine,
You want to be truly polite,
For that lovely girl divine…so…

…Please don’t pick your nose.

When you’re in the choir,
Singing in the Christmas act,
The afore-mentioned action,
Will cause the audience to ‘blaach’…oh…

…Please don’t pick your nose.

When you’re serving as the best man,
Standing ‘side the bride and groom,
Messing with your nostrils
Will surely clear the room…thus…

…Please don’t pick your nose.

*Ahem.* Yeah. So... how was it? Really, how?

[PancaKe]

I dont like maths or science and i REALLY DONT LIKE MY SCIENCE TEACHER AT ALL. So I wrote these when i was sent outside and when i was bored.

Bored:

I am bored yes I am
I like pie and not ham
Give me money and Ill buy you some jam
Cuz I am bored and yes I am

Maths:

Maths
What is it good for
You can buy a calculator instead of maths
Who needs to know how to work it out in our head
I'd rather be outside instead.

My Science Teacher Hates Me:

My science teacher hates me
I relaly dont know why
My nose is froze and my toes are froze
He sent me to stand outside
Its very cold and wet
I think I might get ill
I hope I dont start to cough
I'll sue him, I will
Its actually kind of lonley
I wish I didn't have to stay
My science teacher hates me
I wish he'd go away.

Dandruff Dictator:

Somebody let me out
I'm hungry and tired and I wanna go home
Far away from all this mess and this dictator with dandruff
Its a mountain of white fluff and its gross
I dont like science but I did before
I always get the door slammed in my face
He says I'm a disgrace
Science one should be science 20
he hates our guts we hate his plenty
I'm so bored, bored I am
This science lesson is just like maths
And he's yelling a lot on top of it all
He thinks theres more brains than we've really got
He waves his fingers and raises his voice
Please shut up we dont want your noise
We dont want to listen
We dont want to pitch in
You're freaking boring take the hint
We dont want you to go on, admit it
You hate us and we hate you
Our science teacher blabs on and on
If he turns around, we'll be gone

~Mist

[totodilelover]

Life really sucks sometimes,
It does when your always behind,
I try my very best,
I suck unlike the rest,
I write to release my pain.
People thinking my writing is a game,
I try to be origianal and good,
Yet im still missundersood,
So what if I lived in the hood,
So if I whine sometimes,
But remember the words I say,
Cause tomarrow is another day.

I wrote it a long time ago.

Now here is the poem I entered in a contest at poetry site and won, hope ya like..

Losing The Sight Of Light

When will you be all mine
I been waiting for you from all time
Ive never felt this way
Am I going in the wrong way
IM trying to switch lanes
I have to go everything is changing so fast
was there really a past how long will this feeling last
this is like ecstasy is this some
kind of fantasy
there's always some kind of rules to bend
wont you pull me out of this darken
hole that I call my life
My heart so cold and lonely looking
up at what's above dark and raining sky's
Is anybody here can anyone help me
find my way out of here
I feel lost and used
is anybody there to get me out of here
tonight
IM losing the sight of light

[Razola]

The Boy Nobody Really Liked

Oh there he goes...
Walking in the rain
Alone
Why does he keep on trying to impress us?
All he's really doin' is test us
on how far our patience can be stretched

There's the Boy
Nobody really likes
Every day
We always say
"Hey, go take a hike."

He could be orphan
He might be full of pain
We don't really know
The only thing we care about him
is when exactly he'll go...

There goes the Boy
nobody really likes
I'm sure we'll find him one day
with several stabs from a knife

I Wished I Cared

Who gives a flip about family?
Who cares about your feelings?
Why should we pay attention to your life?
Why should I hear about your strife?

Why am I listening?
Why should I give a hoot?
I I had a gun right now,
I know who I'd shoot.
But honestly I wished I cared.

However, what can I say?
I've got mouths to feed and bills to pay
And the company presentation is in a few days
Then I gotta shop for some milk and Lay's
But seriously, I wish I cared.

If only I had all the time on Earth
to hear about your suffering and hurt
If only that were so true
if only the whole world would stop
so we could listen to YOU

We could quit all our jobs and drop everything
to hear you moan
We should probably do that
It's not like we have problems of our own.

I wish I cared
I really wish I cared
I truely wish I cared
I'm should pull out all your hair...

[AndrewPDes]

Haiku by me

Wind blows leaves through air
A graceful dance of colors
For now it is Fall

[Rambunctious Jamirus]

I've got a couple of poems.

This one was for a teacher who died at our school this year and everyone in the school was making origami cranes right before he did.

Make a Wish

Fold, pray, fold, pray,
Another one done, on to the next.
Crease the paper, squash it flat,
Open it up.
Bend, reverse-fold, pray all the time,
Another one done, next.
Hundreds of paper cranes line my walls,
Wings out-stretched and heads bent.
One thinks that it’ll never work,
But stays silent among the others.
The next is done, one more to do,
Fold it and pray with all your heart.
The head is bent down and the wings tilted up,
Finally, it is done and the perfect crane.
I hold for a small while longer and…
Make a Wish.

This one I wrote a few days after seeing Princess Mononoke. It should explain itself.

Tremble thy Children

The trees stretch, yielding to no man.
Spirits click, the ghosts of the forest.
Night has come, and death has risen.
Mice and raccoons shrink away.

Howl to the moon, thy children!
Give thanks to the walker of night!
Beware the hands that can take life!
Tremble thy children!

Pounding earth, the walker stalks.
Trees wither, brown decaying mess.
Night in bloom, says the wind.
The night-walker goes on.

Raise your heads, thy children!
Give thanks to the walker of night!
Keep away from the hands that take life!
Tremble thy children!

Light peeks up, the sun is coming.
Standing still, the night-walker watches.
Dawn nears now, the walker shrinks.
Its night job is done.

Howl to the sun, thy children!
Give thanks to the walker of night!
Watch as It takes away the life!
Tremble thy children!

Shining lake, the night-walker changes.
Antlers grow, sprouting tall and many.
Human face, It transforms to Deer.
Flowers and grass sprout.

Call to the light, thy children!
Give thanks to the bringer of life!
Plants sprout from Its every step!
Tremble thy children!

Tree spirits, clicking at every step.
Happily, they dance in the tree.
Passing by, It brushes the oak.
Leaves sprout and the tree awakes.

Sing to the life, thy children!
Give thanks to the bringer of life!
Watch as trees grow back!
Tremble thy children!

Day closes, the sun falling down.
The lake glows, no plants beneath the surface.
The Deer God, walking on water.
Returning to the island to start the process.

Cry to the sunset, thy children!
Give thanks to the bringer of life!
The night will come and It'll walk!
Tremble thy children!

[PancaKe]

We lost the last one. ^^;; So I'm starting up a new Poetry Corner. Basically, here you can post any type of poetry you come up with, ie. limerick, standard poem, haiku, song lyrics, those poems that are about peoples names where u write them sideways on paper and do someting for each letter. As you can tell, I dont know many types of poetry, but I do love to write poetry and I've noticed a lot of poems popping up latley. Post your poetry here then, and read others poetry here too. (how corny.)

Well I'll start off with a poem me and my friend Beth wrote about a situation and theory we had about this guy and what he was trying to tell me without saying it:

Jealousy

He's jealous,
He's jealous, can't you see?
He is crying out from his soul,
notice me,
notice me,
notice me.
And you,
you are too blind,
you can not see it!
Notice him fool,
before he is no longer there.
The twig is jealous.
He is green with envy,
and red is his blood
which pulses through his veins
when your with another man.
Notice him,
notice him,
While you still can.
But this is only a theory,
it is possibly not true.
Or is this the blindness
shining through?

By Beth and Tara
A theory on something.

~Mist

[DannyBoy]

Well I have some things I have but I dont got titles so I will post it here. I want to be a song writer and I have bits of things so there not that good.

Lyrics #1

Stop and think,
WOnt you have a another drink,
sit back and chill.
let me handle the bill,
then get up and move,
why dont you and me get into the groove,
feel the beat and dont think about the takin a seat,
you and me grindin away,
we can do this everyday,

Can ya feel me,
can you see me,
do you wana dance?
do you wana romance?
can you feel the heat?
can you feel the beat?
can you hear me baby?

Why dont we dance and figure it out,
Why dont we move all around with out a doubt,
do you wana move it up and down?
do you wana move it all around?
please mr.dj keep it pumpin,
please dont stop so we can start something.


Lyrics #2

Life always turns the wrong way,
When you have nothing left to say,
They say when things go bad to forget,
Then there’s nothing left to admit,
When things go bad everything starts to fall
People you love will all start to go,
Then you still standing there ready to show,
Just got to take it and go with the flow,
No matter how bad it hurts you,
You think you’ve always stepped into someone else’s shoes,
You wish so hard it wasn’t you,
But it will hit you eventually you’ll need to know,


When you’re all alone,
And nobody’s there at home,
You will have to learn to care,
i had to take time to learn what life’s about,
But there’s no one here to shout,
Can some one tell me what its all about?
I got this feeling i got this feeling now

You got to get and go,
When you’re feeling so damn low,
Please i need to know.
So i can get back to the place so high,
Where there’s nothing to hide,
Just don’t leave your past behind,
Don’t let go of time
Things go right,
And you try not to forget,
Things go bad,
And you get mad,
Doesn’t mean to be sad,
Can some explain?
Will things always be the same?
Why life is so complex?
Can some one please fix this?
Before it all becomes a bliss,
Every single new year,
I have even more fears,
But maybe less tears,



I will add some more later. See ya all later

[PancaKe]

They're pretty good. What style of music are those lyrics for? Pop or dance, right? Or RnB? Oh yeah, and what inspired you to write those lyrics. The lyrics I'm about to post were inspired because they just were. Lol. I'm not sure where they came from, but I'd been listening a lot to Evanescence, and had started writing in their style and I guess this just came from how grateful I am for God saving me and how much I love God and how I hate to hear people turn away from God, and how I pray for those who turn away. *shrugs* I think that's the message of the song, or the story behind the song. Anyway, its called "Countless"

Countless:

My God my saviour
How I love you so much
I cant bear to hear the people diss you
How can they blame you for all the suffering
When they could be prasing
The countless blessings you rain on us

They push you out and turn away
I cant believe your willing to save
Their countless souls that are dead throughout the night
Jesus for you I sacrifice

My God my saviour
How I love to hear your word
I cant bear to hear them speak ill of you
They decide to blame you for all they've done
For all the hate theyve created
And they wonder why the worlds going to hell

They push you out and turn away
I cant believe your willing to save
Their countless souls that are dead throughout the night
Jesus for you I sacrifice

My life I give it all away
I want to spend every day
Living for you
My soul I hand it back to you
Was yours all along
I just had to wait for you to come and claim it back

My God my saviour
How I love you so much
That words cannot express the deepness of my heart
I pity those who look away
Who cannot bear to face the truth
Reach into their hearts please help them to realise

They push you out and turn away
I cant believe your willing to save
Their countless souls that are dead throughout the night
They push you out and turn away
I cant believe your willing to save
I guess I should know by now that its never too late
For you I sacrifice
Jesus my saviour

Its one of my favourite songs I've written, I think its much better than some of my other songs, yet I dont think its anything that good. *shrugs*

~Mist

[Razola]

I think we should sticky it. There's an ebb and flow to the popularity of it.

NewsAnchor Gerald

He's worked for fifty years
all on News Channel Four
Reporting Scandals and conflicts
from Watergate to the Persian Gulf War
And tonight's his last gig on that 'ol news desk.
So we're all throwing him a party
while the old days we all reminisce

Oh, News Anchor Gerald
We'd always watch him
and the events that he'd herald

We started off with a little bit of cake
it was quite a big but we managed to finish it
during the commerical break
Then we gave some gifts for him to start unwrapping
they were so great it was hard for him to be somber
when he reported that child kidnapping

Oh, News Ancher Gerald
Somehow he could make us smile
even while saying the world was in peril

Then we interupted the daily entertainment piece
to offer our thanks to the man
with a big 'ol retirement feast
And the whole thing went withoug a hitch
just as weatherman Steve forecasted
everyone loved the event
not even the movie critic lambasted

The feast was over
time to say goodbye to our friend
The Finanical Reporter said his future looked bright
The Health Corner hosts diagnosed a good run
and the Traffic reporter reported there would be no tie-ups in sight
Sports Talk Joel yelled that his perfomance was never poor
The sound guys held their microphones up high
The cameramen saluted as he walked to the door

Oh, New Anchor Gerald
Your broadcasts we're going to miss
The following days just won't be the same
At eleven and six

[DannyBoy]

THanks Mist! That means a lot. The first one was a dance like one and the other was a despressing soft rock type. All I do is write so I will definitally be here a lot. I definitally get lots of inspiration from Christina Aguilera, her lyrics are so powerful and most people will say she sucks but they never listen to her lyrics. You are a good writer yourself! So are you Raz!


Impossible

It’s impossible,
People always say,
Are loves so true,
You never make me feel blue,
There’s nothing we can’t do,
People always say,
It’s imposable.

I know we can make it if we try,
We should take are time,
We don’t have to go get things just to buy,
Just remember all i want is you,
With are love so damn true,
Girl you make me feel like I’ more than i am,
I hope that you can say the same,
Just hope we will remain,
Ever since i set my eyes on you,
I knew that we will be more than I ever thought possible.


Its impossible,
People always say,
Are loves so true,
You never make me feel blue,
There’s nothing we can’t do,
People always say,
It’s imposable.


There was time I was hurt and you were there,
All I remember was that you cared,
You were always the one for me,
I had this feeling inside,
That made feel so damn good,
You reminded me of all the things I could do!

Edit: Change in this title

Needs

ONe by one I fall,
The last thing I remember,
Is walking down a long hall,
it was a cold night in December,
I couldn't breathe,
I wasn't aloud to be free,
I wasn't aloud to be me,
Everytime I spoke a word,
Everytime it was heard,
I would be blamed for everything,
I cant decide on where to go,
I cant make everyone happy and I stay low,
I just wanna be me!
But everyone is to blind to see,
I need what is right for me!


Trapped

And its everytime I turn around I feel bond to you,
Everytime I try to runaway, it seems I am always found,
I can't get a brake from every little thing,
My head keeps spinning round and round,
I feel like there is something going on,
But its just a lie to make me see you,
Why wont you let me be?

Break Me Down

I was fooled once by you,
Then you did it again so two,
I sat there with nothing to do,
Then I picked up my things to go,
I know I am not going to let you make me frown,
Not to day,

Break me down, one by one,
Break, Break me down, I ant your clown,
Break me down, I am not going to toy,
SO I am letting fo before you Break me down,

Down again but right back up,
You have did this since we were ten,
I thought that we were friends,
But I was wrong when you left in the Benz,
I thought I was blind,
But you were just playing with my mind,
But I should have just listened to my other friends,
Now I am walking away and its making my day,

Break me down, one by one,
Break, Break me down, I ant your clown,
Break me down, I am not going to toy,
SO I am letting fo before you Break me down,

Packing up my things,
You ant filling me up with lies and not buying you any bling bling,
No more late night rings,
I am going to stand up and go


Thats enough of that lol. Hope you liked them. See ya all later!

[Crystal Tears]

Anyones allowed to type here right? Cause, yeah. I'm new to the whole typin fics and poems, I was wonderin what you people tought of one, its sad and depressive...



Dark Light

I'm caught in endless change,
people around me,
happy..
Why can't I be happy?
How come they got it so lucky?
How come they get all the attention?

I live in the shadow of the world,
where no light comes through,
no light shines,
only shadow thrives,
I am a shadow,
forver forgotten..
In a Dark World..

I see violence,
I hear shouting voices of sad emotion,
I feel my sad emotion taking over,
but my rage will not go away,
I pretend to be shy,
but inside,
I love myself, and hate everyone else,
I find peace in darkness,
I love blood,
I taste fear...
But deep inside me,
theres anger and sadness..
I cry for attention,
but, i'm ignored..
They like the world better then me,
and so many times,
have they told me...
I'm they're world...



~Toodles~

~Crystal Tears~

[PancaKe]

That was really nice Crystal Tears. It was darkish, but more like a different type of dark. it wsan't filled with evil and hate, but more like an "im all alone" feel. Thumbs up!!! lol.

Do you guys reckon I should sticky this?

~Mist

[dratinihaunter13]

i liked the line "i love myself, and hate everyone else" in that poem. i dunno, just cuz it has the all alone and depressed feeling so ya think the person hates themself. but it really isn't like that, they love themselves and think they deserve more attention like that. and some other not so nice people don't deserve it, hating everyone else. i know the feeling! lol. sometimes i love myself too much and get selfish ;_;.

yea sticky it! so people don't have to go digging for it all the time, lol.

ok, here's one i wrote in class (probably when i'll ever write anything nowadays ~_~)
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"Will Never Learn"
A new place brings a new face and the same case is occurring.
Nope, I can't let go. My eyes, they know what always happens during
The first day of a new class and a lass holds me enchanted.
Her mystery and pretty features free my thoughts romantic.

A lass more sultry than the last.
Alas, as always, but I pass

By every chance, while in my trance our voices dance together.
I'd indulge my sight on you all night but might you tell me whether
You would waste your graces on a kid you've hypnotized?
It's no surprise I'm nowhere when the bell cries.

Every class I will return,
But alas, I'll never learn.
No, a lass I'll never learn.

[PancaKe]

Here's something I dont remember when I wrote but I wrote it the other day or something. I was kind of annoyed with my friend who is pretty much friends with me "when its convinent for him" which was pretty annoying.

Wont take no **** from you
No you're not worth my tears
No you're not woth bothering about
No more
I've had it I'm over I'm through
Here's the door please exit
Leave me to be alone
Today I'm relying on only myself
I'm grong stronger by myself
Happieness starts here and I
Can grow can breathe without you
Walking over me

~Mist

[Zee Sage]

Very good all of you, this has been major inspirition for me as I read Mist's song which is my personal fav do far I had song ideas zapping into my head all over. I am currently a non-profesional songwriter and dont have any of my completed work lyrics on hand so I will post em later.

[Chris 2.1]

I have two poems I have wanted to present to SOMEONE for...about 44 days and 44 nights (hint, lol). I'm sure I can get feedback here. Enjoy!



Don't you think?

Don’t you think its vein?
How David Blaine went in a box for days
Just to please the fans who may
Not spare a thought for those dying every day?

I think that it’s vein,
Putting on a show to entertain,
Starving himself just to look insane,
And yet some think he’s game?

Critics call him legendary,
I’d say his main adversary
Is me.
Fans say he’s acclaimed,
I say he’s deranged;
Trying to mock those starving day and Night,
Trying to overshadow the desperation of their plight,

He’s doing this because he’s simply weak outside,
And now, after this, he’s weak inside, too,
Congratulations, David,

Maybe now you’re wasting away,
You can see those who, day by day,
Wake up, angry they’re alive.
Maybe you can see how hard it is,
To lift a finger now you’re thin,
Because there’s no going back,
And that’s one fact,
I can prove myself, without a Perspex box




How long?

How long can I go,
How long will it take,
Before my whole life withers and breaks,

44 days?
44 Nights?
Let’s see if I can make it,
Make it alive

To overcome the media
With tales of how I lived
Through agony, misery and woe,

Let’s see if I can prove my will,
Against a Perspex box, but still,
Once I complete that,

What’s next?

I’m told that I’ll die,
So maybe I’ll die a hero,
I’m told I could live,
So maybe I’ll give
My health and my happiness away,
I don’t really care,
So long as Sky’s there,
To film me, 24/7.




Note = Sky is a TV channel we have, which had live recording of Blaine.


Thankyou for your time,
Chris

[Charizard04621]

Lol Brit Chris, that's some scathing satire there. Two things. One: What's a Perspex box? >_<; And two: It's "vain", not "vein". A vein's a blood vessel. ^_^

As for me, I've been informed that there's such a thing as the Poetry Corner, which has skipped my notice. I'm er, moving my stupid poem here, and if one of the Mods would be so kind to delete my thread out there I would appreciate it.

Some dumb poem

I'm not much of a poet, but writing helps me feel better, and I felt like a poem, so bleh. ^_^;

But You Weren’t There…

I remember a time
When I could look beside me
And you would always be there…
Happy, sad, or excessively mad,
If I had something to say,
There was no mistake;
You would always be there…
To share my joy, or take away sorrow,
Or remind me things would be better tomorrow,
You would always be there…
If ever I needed you,
All I needed to do
Was look beside me,
And you would always be there…
But one day I looked,
And I couldn’t find you,
And I thought it was a mistake;
I’d always remembered
You were there when needed
But this time, you weren’t there…
When I saw you were gone,
And knew you’d moved on,
I thought I would die
Before saying goodbye,
But you won’t be there,
Never again,
No matter what I try;
Goodbye…

[Lady Vulpix]

That reminds me of a poem I once wrote but didn't post. A few weeks ago, actually. I guess I might as well post it.

Separate paths

There was a time when our hearts spoke the same language.
We brought light to each other and grew strong.
Time healed wounds, brought challenges, we made choices...
Now we can't understand each other's thoughts.

We both came to each other for a reason.
We fulfilled it. Now the reason is gone.
I grew deeper into the path I'd chosen,
the path you grew away from, as you've shown.

You can smile, cry, ignore it... Doesn't matter.
Things are the way they are, that much is clear.
What's come as a surprise is that this morning
I'm not sad to know I don't have you near.

Goodbye, and may the sun shine on you always.
Facing front, I know it will shine on me on me.
As you move on, may you remember my voice.
I will remember you. And I'll be free.

[Charizard04621]

Wow, Gabi... That's so good I feel like crying. It's so touching. *sobs*

[Lady Vulpix]

Wow! I didn't expect that kind of response. Yours was touching too, as I told you on AIM. So much that it convinced me to post mine too.

[Chris 2.1]

Charizard04621 - a perspex box is what David was in. It's like plasticcy glass, I guess, and if you didn't know, he was suspended over London Square, or somewhere in London ^^

Thanks for the feedback

[Darkmaster Kagemusha]

I won't provide explanations for these, just so long as I know why I wrote them, it doesn't matter **Shrugs**

The Darkforge
A thing of terrible power,
Cold and Unknown,
Hidden beneath a tower,
That none may own.

The Forge of Shadows,
Creator of chaos,
Maker of widows,
Breaker of laws.

Magic and Darkness,
Order and Chaos,
The power of Greatness,
It binds the Forces.

Refuge
We are refugees,
Forgotten by everyone,
They don't hear our pleas,
We are befriended by none.

All we have is each other.

Are You Prepared?
The fires of destruction,
Shall wreak havoc upon the world.
An ocean of ice,
Shall silence cries of anguish.
And dark oblivion,
Shall grant peace to tortured souls,
Whose only crime was living.

Never again shall we see happiness,
For is has been forgotten.
Never again shall we feel love,
For it is useless.
Never again shall we have hope,
For it has no place anymore.

The cruel world,
Rips itself apart,
Like the mind,
The made it that way,
And tortures souls,
That can never be free.

Darkness eternal,
Forever cold,
Envelopes all,
Is nothing,
Is everything.

We are prisoners in life,
Servants in Death
We are slaves to our minds,
Warped by society,
And can never be free.

Wings of Gossamer Shadow
Sprung forth from evil,
Empowered by good,
Your body they steal,
Your soul they heal.

Darkness lights them,
Light hides them,
Neutrality bonds,
Evil and Good.

The Wings of Gossamer Shadow,
Have come to grant solace,
The souls of the Tortured,
And the minds of the Tormented.

[Razola]

With respect to Eliot:

The Hungry Men

Mista Big- he dead.
A cookie for the fat guy.

I

We are the Hungry men
Ww are not stuffed men.
Yearning together
Heads filled with hunger. Alas!
Our empty guts, when
they rumble togther
are quiet and meaningless
as nukes in New York
or Big Foot buying pounds of pork
in the grocery store.

Mouth without food, tongue without taste, empty stomach, body with shake

Those who have croassed
with ignored eyes, away from us fat guys
Plese feed us- if at all- not as lost
obese souls, but only
as the Hungry Men
Not stuffed Men.

II

Eyes I dare look in the store
In a baked goods shop
But, the store is closed
There, my eyes are
Midnight, we are so hunger tore
There, is a new day borken
and voices are
saying "store's open"
More joyous and more happy
than a shooting star!

Let me be start eating
In a baked goods shop
Let me be start to eat
Such decorative pastries
Bran Bar, tofu, healthy feast
In this store
Nothing that would feed the obese
No food here

No food in that meeting in the Bakery Store.

III

This is the market
The supermarket
Here the food's endless
in rows; fresh as can be
The hunger grows and then sky rockets
under the twinkle of the aisle lights

Is it like this
in Heaven's mighty kingdom
Walking along
the rows of tasty treats
Trembling with hungriness
Hams that we'll kiss
No! Our money wasn't brung.

IV

The cash is not here
There is no cash here
In this pocket of Hungry Men
Tn this hungry trio
The empty wallet won't fill our jaws.

In this last of dining places we go together.
And try to eat
But without cash we'll simply starve together.

Foodless, unless
Some cash does appear
As our hero and savior
A buck or a quarter
from Heaven's rich kingdom
the only hope
for Hungry Men.

V

I'd even eat a prickly pear
prickly pear prickly pear
I'd even eat a prickly pear
Without any salt or seasoning!

In a small crack
We find suddenly
Between the sidewalks
We now see
A nice crisp bill

For mine is the twenty

God's merry creation
Oh celebration
It caused mastication
Run to a cart
We get hot dogs

Make mine a foot-long

Pass all the toppins please
and the relish
Between the slobbering
And all the good eats
Between the meats
and the blessings
Get more hot dogs.

For Thine is the hot dog

For thine is
lunch is
for lunch is done

This is the way the meal ends
This is the way the meal ends
This is the way the meal ends
Not with a bang but a burp.

[StellarWind]

Eh, might as well post these here, considering it's anything goes.

Balance

When midnight reigns
Are all colors black and white?
And when it's day again
Why do we long to see the night?
Within and Without
A constant struggle
Of Shade and Light.

What causes us to want
To glide upon the aether streams?
Is everything in this world
Truly what it seems?
Within and Without
A constant struggle
Of Reality and Dreams.

And between Storm and Serenity
Somewhere on the way
Black and White
Reality and Dreams
Order and Chaos
Dissolve into the gray.

Voice of the Forest

A melody of ancient time
The drops of rain, like bells they chime
The branches sway, the green awakes
As Gentle breeze completes the rhyme

The Song of Dryads fills the air
The trees - their bodies, leaves - their hair
They sing of many aeons past
Of when this world was young and fair

Shadows dance in forest deep
Majestic willows gently weep
Light fades away, yet darkness stays...
The world is falling into sleep.

The End

When the suns turn to ash
And the rocks into rust
When the air turns to none
And the stars into dust

When the elements rage
And the balance will die
At the end of the age
Of all truths and lies

When the shadow will fall
With a thundering hiss
When the universe falls
in the swirling abyss

When the light turns to darkness
and darkness to light
I'll still be there for you
waiting in eternal night.