Post a poem thread...

[seize_the_stars]

I have been inspired by this thread to try writing poetry.

Great effort guys!


Here is my attempt


Billowing thunder deafens the weak
and their temples tumble to the ongoing rumble

Their fears manifest in a dream so bleak
their cruelty crumbles to the almighty grumble

They will not sacrifice the chains which keep them in tether
They could not accept the truth which would bring them together
'oh have mercy' they will cry in their glorious masses
and mercy they will get once the realisation passes

Speak now, or forever hold your Peace
We have not been silent
nor have we been weak
We have been taking a deep breath
Before we started to speak

Our voices will be as billowing thunder
deafening the weak

[anahata]

*dreamy, glinty eyes*

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah there you are, found you at last; feeling so carelessly lost in the past.

Breeze through a tunnel, sweeping my soul; ecstatic sensation, making me whole.

Beautiful state. Better than great. Dreamer in heaven, ahhhhhh fuck the poem xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

[yass]

We make time to debate religion
Passing bills and building prisons
For building fortunes and passing judgements
When will there be a time to love

At this point in history we have a choice to make
To either walk a path of love
Or be crippled by our hate

We have time to cause pollution
We have time to cause confusion
All wrapped up in our own illusions
When will there be a time to love

We make time to conquer nations
Time for oil exploration
Hatred, violence and terrorism
When will there be a time to love

At this moment in time
We have a choice to make
Father God is watching
While we cause mother earth so much pain
It's such a shame

Not enough money for
The young, the old and the poor
But for war there is always more
When will there be a time to love

We make time for paying taxes
Or paying bills and buying status
But we will pay the consequences
If we don't make the time to love

Now's the time to pay attention
Yes now is the time - to love
A time love - love
A time to love
Please please won't you tell me
When will there be a time to love

Mohsin Zubair Khan

[cryst4l]

Originally Posted by anahata

*dreamy, glinty eyes*

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah there you are, found you at last; feeling so carelessly lost in the past.

Breeze through a tunnel, sweeping my soul; ecstatic sensation, making me whole.

Beautiful state. Better than great. Dreamer in heaven, ahhhhhh fuck the poem xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

[yass]

I AM

One became two,
and two became four.
I Multiplied,
to win the war.

He and She,
I used to be.
All of you,
are parts of Me.

Black to white,
I AM all colors,
from dark shades,
to the light.

When you see,
you're part of Me,
then you'll
be in the right.

[merde]

back again that
spaghetti flavoured jazz is
ripping me ears apart like
lost first love in our hearts.
travelling in every direction
immediately the segments get
bigger and bigger gaps so
conclude that we grow. juicier.
dried out like moustache and possible
left bank beret while fingers a click
like chinese water torture. and
when the xylophone clicks in patrick
moore stylee i know that not drinking
coffee was a wise decision. cartoon
blood veins swell my eyeballs like
throbbing gristle and involuntary spasm
descend like base jumper 1 in 6 that
hit the cliff or far more colourful
hit the pylon. sizzle. and some years
later at first visit to new dentist
his gurned teeth will mirror mine as
he says hey! you look like a jazz fan.

[oioioi]

More of a rant than a poem...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7DClHNMwmA

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7DClHNMwmA

There's no rubbish bins anymore at the train stations
But the terrorists aren't Irish now, apparently they're all Asians.
We were told to fear the Russians and now it's the Bin Ladens
We used to have backyards but now it's decking and terraced gardens.
We lived in the outskirts and went into town
Now for some reason it's the other way around
Out of town shopping and city centre dwelling
Urban living and suburban selling.
It's all Ikea now and C.G.I.
Time's running out for Rolf and M.F.I.
It's 2 n half quid a pint or 3 quid for a coffee
But I can't smoke a fag with me beer unless I stand outside the offy,
But then I'll get an asbo for hanging round me local
Cos being outdoors with me friends is very anti-social.


Where there's blame there's now a claim
J'accuse pop idol of peddling fame
It's not what you can do or even who you know
It's only what they can get from you to boost the ratings of their show
Christmas number 1 is the carrot that they'll dangle
"Is your Granny dieing? That'd give us an angle!"
Me mums got bird flu, me dad's got S.A.R.S.
I've carved your name in me arm, look at all those scars
I took to the razor, I had to do something vile
It was the only thing I could think of to get on Jeremy Kyle
Look at me mum, I'm on the box
Touching me cock and showing me socks
Took a D.N.A. test and lie detector
Me girlfriends got chlamydia but I swear I didn't infect her.


But there's hundreds of channels now that need to be filled
There's music for the teens and shopping for the weak willed
Cartoons for the toddlers, cars and comedy for 'Dave'
There's pixelated tits and muff for the sexually depraved
4x4s guzzling the oil that causes wars on foreign soils
Me TomTom's broke now I'm stuck on the drive
I've only got an A-Z, I'll never arrive
I've got WiFi, Sky plus and unlimited texts
It's amazing what you can afford when you consolidate your debts
The safest sex now is done by text
And if I want the real thing there's always the net
I've met this gorgeous girl and I know just how to please her
It's easy enough, I just give her the number for my Visa
But I can't get a lump sum cause I've got no equity
And child benefit's not an option since I had my vasectomy


There's peadophile lesbian immigrants living in Sale
I know this is true cos it was in the Daily Mail
I'm waiting for a minor operation on the NHS
I've got more chance of buying an interactive VHS
Nobody goes on strike anymore, there's nobody on the pickets
They've all got fluorescent jackets now and they ask to see your tickets
Clubbers used to be on ecstasy having one huge weekend love in
Now they sit in the corner paralysed by ketamine
I went to the bank to see if they'd extend me overdraft
They took a look at me credit rating then they just laughed
I was gonna go to Downing Street and stick it to 'the man'
but that's not covered by my insurance plan

If you're wondering why my outlook seems so dark
That's what happens when you stop smoking and listen to John Cooper Clarke

[edelweiss pirate]

Originally Posted by oioioi

More of a rant than a poem...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7DClHNMwmA

There's no rubbish bins anymore at the train stations
But the terrorists aren't Irish now, apparently they're all Asians.
We were told to fear the Russians and now it's the Bin Ladens
We used to have backyards but now it's decking and terraced gardens.
We lived in the outskirts and went into town
Now for some reason it's the other way around
Out of town shopping and city centre dwelling
Urban living and suburban selling.
It's all Ikea now and C.G.I.
Time's running out for Rolf and M.F.I.
It's 2 n half quid a pint or 3 quid for a coffee
But I can't smoke a fag with me beer unless I stand outside the offy,
But then I'll get an asbo for hanging round me local
Cos being outdoors with me friends is very anti-social.


Where there's blame there's now a claim
J'accuse pop idol of peddling fame
It's not what you can do or even who you know
It's only what they can get from you to boost the ratings of their show
Christmas number 1 is the carrot that they'll dangle
"Is your Granny dieing? That'd give us an angle!"
Me mums got bird flu, me dad's got S.A.R.S.
I've carved your name in me arm, look at all those scars
I took to the razor, I had to do something vile
It was the only thing I could think of to get on Jeremy Kyle
Look at me mum, I'm on the box
Touching me cock and showing me socks
Took a D.N.A. test and lie detector
Me girlfriends got chlamydia but I swear I didn't infect her.


But there's hundreds of channels now that need to be filled
There's music for the teens and shopping for the weak willed
Cartoons for the toddlers, cars and comedy for 'Dave'
There's pixelated tits and muff for the sexually depraved
4x4s guzzling the oil that causes wars on foreign soils
Me TomTom's broke now I'm stuck on the drive
I've only got an A-Z, I'll never arrive
I've got WiFi, Sky plus and unlimited texts
It's amazing what you can afford when you consolidate your debts
The safest sex now is done by text
And if I want the real thing there's always the net
I've met this gorgeous girl and I know just how to please her
It's easy enough, I just give her the number for my Visa
But I can't get a lump sum cause I've got no equity
And child benefit's not an option since I had my vasectomy


There's peadophile lesbian immigrants living in Sale
I know this is true cos it was in the Daily Mail
I'm waiting for a minor operation on the NHS
I've got more chance of buying an interactive VHS
Nobody goes on strike anymore, there's nobody on the pickets
They've all got fluorescent jackets now and they ask to see your tickets
Clubbers used to be on ecstasy having one huge weekend love in
Now they sit in the corner paralysed by ketamine
I went to the bank to see if they'd extend me overdraft
They took a look at me credit rating then they just laughed
I was gonna go to Downing Street and stick it to 'the man'
but that's not covered by my insurance plan

If you're wondering why my outlook seems so dark
That's what happens when you stop smoking and listen to John Cooper Clarke

Fuckin' ace.

[pureheart]

Originally Posted by oioioi

More of a rant than a poem...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7DClHNMwmA

There's no rubbish bins anymore at the train stations
But the terrorists aren't Irish now, apparently they're all Asians.
We were told to fear the Russians and now it's the Bin Ladens
We used to have backyards but now it's decking and terraced gardens.
We lived in the outskirts and went into town
Now for some reason it's the other way around
Out of town shopping and city centre dwelling
Urban living and suburban selling.
It's all Ikea now and C.G.I.
Time's running out for Rolf and M.F.I.
It's 2 n half quid a pint or 3 quid for a coffee
But I can't smoke a fag with me beer unless I stand outside the offy,
But then I'll get an asbo for hanging round me local
Cos being outdoors with me friends is very anti-social.


Where there's blame there's now a claim
J'accuse pop idol of peddling fame
It's not what you can do or even who you know
It's only what they can get from you to boost the ratings of their show
Christmas number 1 is the carrot that they'll dangle
"Is your Granny dieing? That'd give us an angle!"
Me mums got bird flu, me dad's got S.A.R.S.
I've carved your name in me arm, look at all those scars
I took to the razor, I had to do something vile
It was the only thing I could think of to get on Jeremy Kyle
Look at me mum, I'm on the box
Touching me cock and showing me socks
Took a D.N.A. test and lie detector
Me girlfriends got chlamydia but I swear I didn't infect her.


But there's hundreds of channels now that need to be filled
There's music for the teens and shopping for the weak willed
Cartoons for the toddlers, cars and comedy for 'Dave'
There's pixelated tits and muff for the sexually depraved
4x4s guzzling the oil that causes wars on foreign soils
Me TomTom's broke now I'm stuck on the drive
I've only got an A-Z, I'll never arrive
I've got WiFi, Sky plus and unlimited texts
It's amazing what you can afford when you consolidate your debts
The safest sex now is done by text
And if I want the real thing there's always the net
I've met this gorgeous girl and I know just how to please her
It's easy enough, I just give her the number for my Visa
But I can't get a lump sum cause I've got no equity
And child benefit's not an option since I had my vasectomy


There's peadophile lesbian immigrants living in Sale
I know this is true cos it was in the Daily Mail
I'm waiting for a minor operation on the NHS
I've got more chance of buying an interactive VHS
Nobody goes on strike anymore, there's nobody on the pickets
They've all got fluorescent jackets now and they ask to see your tickets
Clubbers used to be on ecstasy having one huge weekend love in
Now they sit in the corner paralysed by ketamine
I went to the bank to see if they'd extend me overdraft
They took a look at me credit rating then they just laughed
I was gonna go to Downing Street and stick it to 'the man'
but that's not covered by my insurance plan

If you're wondering why my outlook seems so dark
That's what happens when you stop smoking and listen to John Cooper Clarke

Brilliant!

[oioioi]

Originally Posted by edelweiss pirate

Fuckin' ace.

Originally Posted by pureheart

Brilliant!

Thank yee kindly, and now for something completely substandard...

I wish I had no money then I'd know just what to buy
I wish I had no problems then I'd have the right to sigh
I wish I had the answer then I could ask the question 'why?'
I wish I had been born then I'd have the right to die
I wish that you were me then I could ask you 'who am I?'
I wish you were asleep then I could look you in the eye
I wish I knew the truth then I'd have the chance to lie
I wish that I had wings then I'd have no need to fly
I wish my watch was working then time could pass me by
I wish that life was harder then I wouldn't have to try
I wish I knew who you were then I could ask you 'who am I?'
I wish suicide was painless then no-one would want to die
I wish I wasn't hetro so I could wish I wasn't gay
I wish that life was retro so I could live for yesterday
I wish I had an atlas so I could really lose my way
I wish I had no tongue then I'd have something to say
I wish I had a peer group then I could lead them all astray
I wish everything was priceless then I'd know how much to pay
I wish that kids were grown ups so we could all go out to play
I wish that I was homeless then I'd have somewhere to stay
I wish it was tomorrow so I could remember today
I wish I was familiar with the meaning of 'au fait'
I wish you were open minded then your opinions wouldn't sway
I wish you could come back sometimes but you never go away

[mountain]

This one is an old chum that I still love very much...

LOVE YOURSELF

Sorrow seems to have taken possession of your soul
Bitterness overwhelms you so much it is beyond your control

Your eyes are a dam for tears eager to be free
They are like windows to a lonely house flooding out to sea

Catch your spirit before too late and take a firm hold
Find warmth within your heart to prevent it from freezing cold

Lift up your head even if it is heavy with tons of grief
Do whatever it takes to bring yourself some relief

Just don’t blame everyone around you, the ones who love you
The world isn't against you and nor does it revolve around only you

I know my words aren’t wisdom but I believe in them myself
I’ve learned that if there is no one to love you, you can love yourself

My suggestions are the last thing you’d like ringing through your ears
I think its time to break the cycle of all these sullen years

Hurry now or you’ll be lost in an endless oblivion
Trying to search for your wilted soul in the midst of millions

Others like you who has given up on life and its baggage
Even though it was a gift its no fancy package

Who said it would be easy and flowing on like a river
You can live in peace when love is all you have to deliver

And it will all come back to you somewhere along the line
It could come tomorrow or perhaps in a next lifetime

Why wait around for the moment you’ve been waiting for
When the answers you seek are on the other side of the door

Listen to me and hear me before you begin falling apart
Hear what I say and end the haunting cries drifting from your heart

Everyone can hear them even though it seems you don’t
Only death will stop the suffering if you won’t

And if you’re convinced that there is no hope and times are hard
Love yourself and realize that within your skin, you are a god

[godspeed]

Some good poems on here.....

Here's one i wrote in 96 when i first woke up to myself.....

AWAKENING

Ive been losing my religion
Reassuring my BIRTHRIGHT
Taking pleasure in mind and soul
Destroying negativity
Replacing lost energy
Looking at my environment
Retracing my footsteps
Sorting out my emotions
Its ever so sweeter
Its so much brighter
In this new world i see
When everything i touch is there for me
Nobody tells you when the time is right
Cut off from your senses
Your mind is taken over
Free your head and weep your tears
Feelings so long denied
Will come flowing back in time
Confusion will be gone
You'll wake up every morning
With a better realization dawning...........

hope you like it guys......straight from the heart......Godspeed the day

[zenith82]

Eisd O'Eisd

"As old as the hills" the McArthur Clan
No one knows from whence they came
"By faith and work" their motto was
You lived and breathed by the same

To the loyal, faithful head of our clan
In death may you become anew,
Walking in landscapes untouched by man
And until the day we walk with you.......

Lend your hand to guide us
Your strength to defend us
Let us not from the sight of your eye
When the road ahead seems long
And the way, too far
Lend us your courage to try

Send your words in the air
Leave your laughter in rooms
On the grass, be the morning dew
But all of these things and the memories they bring
Will never be as magnificent as you

[pureheart]

That's lovely zenith.

I'm a bit embarassed to post mine. I was trying to write a poem without reverting to rhyming like I usually do.

First Love

When we meet
I shall grow beautiful under his gaze
As I blossom the pink petals of my happiness will coat the ground
The sun will brighten
Clouds will dissipate
Soft music will play in my ears and
Every song will have richer meaning
Butterflies will flutter in my heart

But should he shun me
I will whither and die
No water will quench my thirst
No food will nourish me
I will be less than nothing
A shadow, a ghost
Until my soulmate comes to me once more

[chadwick]

Varieties of Thought

Infinite numbers not yet realized to be written acknowledgements of their own present existences.

Nothing is something that can’t ever be found

Forever is timeless and bound by nothing.

I am an expression of WE which is NOW only temporarily separated by I.

Never promise to never say never.

Intuitive judgement is the inner voice of reason.

Tomorrow will be today which will at one point suddenly become the yesterday of today’s tomorrow.

Experience through the subconscious desire to explore infinite possible realities simultaneously with this one while observing beyond the current suggested perspective.

Without One there cannot be any variety of All. We Are Connected.

Thanks, and have a good ONE.

[bluemental]

hapiness leaks a drop at a time
so slowly it goes un-noticed

dreams get dimmer
reality fades
humanity hides away

by the time we are stuck
in the endless rut
of scraping in life's vast wasteland

we no longer see
lifes beauty is being
as the spiral goes endlessly downward

we trudge on through life
unhappy at best

even good food is missing something

what can we do?
we wonder at times
to get rid of our hearts aching sorrow

'It will come right,'
our minds do insist

if not today then tomorrow

we join in a clan of down-trodden people
our bond is our sharing of sorrow

when out of the blue
we see a sparkle of light
unusual the way it is different

a power so strong
it awakens our hearts
smiles seep in through the darkness

yet afraid we become
and our worries increase
as the clan might now lose a member

so we argue with light
while we know it is right
yet a few re-awaken their embers

while the rest of our clan
then scream 'Oucast! Ban!'
one or two even try to do murder

so those who pretend
to be people of honour
often miss the point directly

that a heart with no warmth
is the anger they fear
they become what they think is the enemy

sometimes the clan
sees enough of the light
to realize we are simply human

apologies true
allow us the view
of seeing that people are different

they all have their ways
and none are the same
which method of living is sacred?

so when you have joy
and your life is content
remember you're spiraling upwards

even though the crowds
call you outcast outloud
does not mean that you are a defect

it is better to be
happy you see
than to live in a mind of remembrance

BlueMental

[connection]

An old one I wrote ages ago... btw, love all the poems ppl

The spell of sunrise breaks,
So on cracks the day
Long summer nights as warm as a furnace,
Sniffing the long, tattered hay...
A small ginger cat has come our way

With twinkling eyes
Like burning comets
Stalking the barn with ease
A strange hazy glow surrounds it,
A mystical cat, it seems.

The small cat turns to us,
Hissing from deep in his throat
Far away, a million calls:
"My cat, where are thy?"

And the cat looks to the left
And then, with one last glance
He disappears.

The calls stop.

The sun rises...

And the cockerel crows again.

[edelweiss pirate]

Can't remember if I posted this one already or not....

The best way to avoid being caught on the fear line
Is to always insist on having a good time

Seems you’re a menace to society
When you’re all a little bit happy
Smiling at all and sundry
Treating everyday like a laid back Sunday

So in case you forget
It’s time to get upset
About all the foreign scroungers
And the dope smoking loungers
And the terrorist threat
And all the other bad things that haven’t happened yet

So the so called papers tell ya:

Your kiddies ain’t safe from the so called teacher
Your souls ain’t safe from the so called preacher
Your ol’ nan ain’t safe from the so called doctor
And your so called neighbours, all they do is watch ya,

So called rock n’so called roll
Taxable delirium for the prole

It’s the Tavistock crock
Of Shrink wrap mind your mind doesn’t get fucked right up and caught in the gap
Between so called sense and so called sin
When the fun is all over the darkness creeps in
And the so called high and so called low
The so called youth’s that’s a pain in the ass
And the so called old says where does it go
and to get it all back who can I ask?

They’ve got ‘em in the ring
Hanging on the ropes
It’s the final round and running out of hope
They’re knocking ‘em silly, punch drunk with the blues
Now might be the right time to turn off the news.

Smilin’ at full volume and feeling the force
Chilling all out and love yourself hoarse
Skipping over the obstacle course
Of ties tied tight on corporate clowns,
The higher they climb
The deeper they drown
And so called pop’s so called stars
Overwound, frantic and pissed in bars

And the fully qualified busybody
Your misery’s their full time hobby
And the day glo lolly pop bobby
Has got an itchy new toy tazer
He thinks he Duke Skyplonker armed with a lazer

And so called family
And so called friends
So called lovers who you never see again
So called fish fingers
And the so called week end
And the question still lingers... so what happens at the end?

[mr stoppitall]

The closer that you stand to me
The more distant I become
I know the rules of your game
It is me that's having fun

Before my eyes, a transformation
As if to redifine my form
Illusion at the mirror
reality beside the norm

A sure thing they must have thought
A plan unfolding your own demise
In 'those' hours, a mere observer
One after the other, compromised

[magenta_moonshadow]

I wrote this last summer...

The Turning of the Wheel

A frosty night,
An Imbolc Moon,
Thin and needle-sharp,
Slices through bare branches of the trees.
Winter's grasp
Grows weaker by the hour.

And, in the silence,
The whispers of creation
Echo through hill and valley.
And into every burrow and nest,
Patiently awaiting what will be…

The wheel turns, of life and death
The stars above, the ground beneath…
And under skies of midnight-blue
The world is new.

A still Spring night,
A Beltane Moon,
Sails through the stars,
Sending soft shadows dancing
On dew-soaked, silver-dappled grass.
A bird breaks the silence with liquid song,
Flying on dusky wings
Into the darkness
Of the midnight sky.

The wheel turns, of life and death
The stars above, the ground beneath…
The blackbird sings his sacred song,
The world is young.

A Summer night
A Lammas Moon,
Swollen and ochre,
Rides the Milky Way,
Pendant over fertile fields of yellow corn
Ripened by sunlight, kissed by golden days
And watered by soft July rain.
Nature’s bounty in abundance,
Every ear in tune
To the song of creation.

The wheel turns, of life and death
The stars above, the ground beneath…
Night winds sing their song serene,
The world is green.

An Autumn night
A Samhain moon,
Hiding behind a patchy shroud of fog.
Smoky air dulls the pallid stars.
The silent misty land, shadowy and still,
Draws down the secret whispers of the night.
Damp half-naked trees shed russet leaves,
Give back their glory to the Earth,
As they make ready
To sleep once more.

The wheel turns, of life and death
The stars above, the ground beneath…
Under a blanket black and gold
The world is old.

A Winter night,
A Yule moon,
Luminous and diamond-hard
Against glitter-strewn skies.
Frosted trees etch lacy patterns over cold December stars.
And in the secret places,
The wild creatures sleep,
And wait for Spring.

The wheel turns, of life and death
The stars above, the ground beneath…
And frozen in a wintry bed
The world is dead.

The wheel turns...