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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/24/2009 3:50:24 PM | my first poem (of sorts) Posted: 10/24/2009 12 52 AM I have never tried writting a poem before was sitting infront of pc today and just wrote the following that seems like a poem but it probably isnt
Lonliness hurt and pain
why must the days be so long and so loneley? why must the nights be so dark and so cold as i lay here in my bed i think about all the things i left unsaid
why do my thoughts make me cry till it hurts
why when i need some comfort theres no one there
Is it me that turned him away or was it another that made his day complete
I only know that i wont find another like him the one that made me laugh and made me cry
the one who had paitence and took the stress from my life Then i went and blew it all away pushed to another at the end of the day
How my heart misses the him i love so much But has he gone to another
lonleness can be a terribe thing especially when the phones doe not ring
If only there was a chance to win back a love that once was | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/24/2009 7:53:25 PM | | Yes, Pearl of Wisdom, that's a poem. Poetry doesn't always have to rhyme. Just write from your heart and allow others to interpret, and enjoy, it! Thanks. | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/24/2009 8:02:55 PM | Pearl of Wisdom, I agree with fish....post away....words will come.
Answers found within words sought Listening to lessons That are heart taught Quiet yourself and let it flow Words with meaning to you Sometimes a screen can show Do not worry about rhyme Or pantameter (whatever that may be) Let your heart speak Just push the key :0) ~Wind~ | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/24/2009 10:08:29 PM | the world's most dangerous beast is vast and quick on its feet the hippo took a midget as feast swallowed him whole as a treat I know why Noah left it behind an enormous body filled with cunning had no room on his Ark in kind hippos made the rest go running | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/24/2009 10:56:55 PM | Do unto others as you would be done by, what goes around comes around. Don't let your hate leave you hung dry, and never ever look down
Pay for your mistakes in trust, never let fools be your guide. always use crisco for your crust, and you'll have a perfect pie.
( sorry...I'll get better at this) | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/25/2009 2:55:21 AM | holding hands in the park going out after dark together we would walk talking laughing not wanting it to stop
the fond happy memories lay deep within my heart
but now when i wake up i am hurting so much to never feel your hand in mine again oh how it hurts me so much
the flame that once burned you put out in your heart as if im just a stranger oh how it hurts me so much
remember the wind and the rain the gusts and the blows of the wind through my hair the laughter we had on a pier in the snow
i know things go wrong but i try to do right when you show no emotion oh how it hurts me so much
please dont be a stranger this man in my heart egnite once more the flame in you heart so it wont hurt quite so much
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/25/2009 5:36:25 AM | I landed softly in you energy passing through an invisible pulse stirring your soul nothing to hold onto so nothing to let go just a feeling deep within whispering freedom
written two days ago on LAST LINE REPEATED...using 8 lines | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/25/2009 6:05:48 PM | infancy ..
falling again farther to the front splitting the time between now and then staring again at the things blinding me souless orbs guiding me backward
the things from then haunting me now rushing at me in the dark, blurring my vision anew when do you begin again, when you have finally fallen..??? starting over is easy, you just have to figure out how to take that very first step
Hash 2009

hay girl ...wtf over ... how the heck r ya ...??? | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/26/2009 5:24:30 AM | Jamesless, poetry man, Weee, pearl, windswept, fishouttaH2O: thank you for stoppin' through...pearl, writing from your heart can help you heal, and others as well...so, write on, and don't worry about what anyone else thinks..... Sorry to make it so short...but I've got the flu and my brain hurts...(don't freak out on me, you can't catch it over the Internet!)...
Hash! What it do, boo ? ;) Other than this sickness I'm finer than a frog hair split 2 ways....Colo-friggin-rado? Definately not the guy next door, now....call me...we need to catch up...soo much has changed here, too
these chills feels like Braille in Hell. electrolyte overdose I wanna feel well my mind says one thing my body says another it's times like these I really want my mother | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/26/2009 5:37:00 AM | It's times like these That I turn to God I put my trust in Him When things are bad When people mock and sneer I feel 'God is here' And it alleviates all fear Bad past memories haunt Their ethereal voices taunt But still God's grace removes all trace Of their hope of a sense of disgrace For due to God I am whole And there's peace within my soul | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/26/2009 7:02:31 AM | sweetly i dream of here and now not forever
gratitude runs thru me again knowing even in pain sickness, poverty life flows like river and happiness will fade away and i'll embraced pain, sickness poverty knowing life flows like river
(take care ash...plenty of vit c and fluids if it's a terrible cold...and if it's the flu keep hydrated...rest and be well...love you) | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/26/2009 8:00:55 AM | Another resurrected poem...(Someday I will come up with new stuff...)
This one was actually published. Can you believe it? I read it now and think...wow, there must have been a desperate need for really bad poetry... 
(at the edge)
at the edge of the pier I lean across the railing and look out at the edge of the Universe.
the jagged rocks and the white foam from the infinite unknown at the edge of the Universe.
(you can't touch me because you can't see me)
solitude. seclusion. (I like being alone)
so I step outside the railing and I climb up on the rocks and watch the Universe twist and churn below. frothing white salt caresses my body in white foaming stars.
(you can't touch me but you can see me)
I am a planet.
(and I like being alone)
walking on the beach you say one step further
I am at the edge and I want to go further.
so I step off the rocks, outside the pier. so we step into the water, out of the dry sand-
i am drowning i am drowning and you are touching me i am drowning you try to save me because i am drowning (I like being alone) i dive under in white foaming stars and you can't see me because i have drowned and you are smiling and you can't see me because i have drowned and you are smiling and you can't touch me because i've drowned
-so I climb back on the rocks and I step back on the dry sand but I am wet and sticky and I don't like being alone but I don't want to go back into the Universe anymore.
How emo is that[/]... | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/26/2009 10:14:45 AM | I think this is a great write and quite wonderful that you got this published.... it made me think of an old song ...by Nick Cave redone by Ute Lemper...Little Water Song
<div class="quote"> am drowning i am drowning and you are touching me i am drowning you try to save me because i am drowning (I like being alone) i dive under in white foaming stars and you can't see me because i have drowned and you are smiling and you can't see me because i have drowned and you are smiling and you can't touch me because i've drowned
as the reader, I really felt like I was drowning...the constant flow of words and the repetition.....I say
write some more!
Please! | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/26/2009 8:39:38 PM |
I think this is a great write and quite wonderful that you got this published....
Awww...thank you so much, ~Tropical~!

You have made my day... | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/26/2009 9:23:59 PM | a man of timeless wisdom met a girl with infinite heart and when they touched clouds gathered and gushed and a celebration did start a dance in the rain washed away all pain and a flicker became a fire but the man had learned how not to get burned by trivial wanton desire her heart was soft as she looked aloft past the wrinkle in his brow could it endure something so unsure to weave a future from the now a stitch a thread aren't a pillowy bed but a bed is made from such is a bond an alliance or is a bond a chain too hard to tell from a touch | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 10/26/2009 9:56:33 PM | Hi Ash:
Here is one for you: never mere ash, always a Fire.
Sleek strong in confidence Mired secure if common sense Shined in steel bell o' brass Restrained not, idiot encompass
Stalwart standing mainline steamed Nurtured free expression dreamed Fueled with compassion tender Strength within angels sent Her
Steel shined in spirit grind Sleek along the rails refined Headlamp proud shining beacon Life struggles from never weaken
Locomotion carried train Sweet strong, whistle refrain Always in tune, and on time 'Ash' fired in respected rhyme
Trackside admired stop signal red Green advance confidence spread Fired from the soul boiler steamed Fueled in experience not schemed
Mighty sung is the confident call Locomotive beauty shining enthrall Passioned boiler soul glowing bright Trained not repressed, freedom delight!
Hugs.
Sincere.
TBK | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 11/10/2009 6:12:25 PM | I'll second that opinion 'Tropical'.....that write takes you with it...thx, wildflower...Iceaxe, it's a pleasure to see you 'round these parts...s,been far too long...(you too Rose!!! thx!)
Blueglove....I'm glad that you find peace...AND that you decided to stop by..
And TNT, I thanked you on your thread....and in re-reading that, I thank you again....*hugs*....writes such as those serve as awesome reminders for those days when u need it....
Had to at least acknowledge that I'd read those....I usually try to accompany any responses and such with a poem.....but...well...some days the words just aren't there...and I kept waiting...and they never came...oh well...I suppose sometimes silence is nice too right?...
I guess I'm gonna go with the original 'idea' of the thread and try and 'steal' a line and see what I can come up with... (I absolutlely don't mean that to be condescending, I'm just reverting back to plan 'A'...but plan 'B' suits me just fine too)
ash | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 11/10/2009 7:10:53 PM | Pardon me....I got lost...(the following is a fine illustration of why it's a damn good thing I don't care what I write either )
Black..
were the eyes of a deer that I bumped into to share a moment of silence..
well....actually....a few
on a mountain top
where all the world would stop. where all the whirrled would stop.
and hold me in it's breath bearing witness to the death
of previous ways and lazy days
with eyes wide open lungs expanding...no longer choking... On the taste of change.
Isn't it strange?
To think of what that deer has been through... To think we are running, and hiding, and eating too...
And there's a fish out there that changes sex when it's mate dies.. And is then followed by the harem, although it was previously one of the wives....
Swimming Upstream Living in The In-Between
when what I would really rather do is get lost in the view
of the black
and the endless
eyes of the friendless
dear | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 11/10/2009 10:23:09 PM | For three weeks in October you terrorized us all Gas station, school yard, bus stop, mall... Not one was safe in your three state spree Until you were captured up the street from me. Seven years later, after ten lives lost Yours makes eleven the final deadly cost. You showed no remorse say those Bearing witness to the death... Refusing to offer apologies With even your dying breath. With that revelation, a final thought comes to mind It's straight to hell for you, Sniper... Now you're paid in kind. | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 11/11/2009 9:08:09 AM | the world is a better place with that SOB dead and gone. scum of the human race finally where he belongs. | |
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| I don't care what you write...... Posted: 11/11/2009 11:53:22 AM | Thank you
i try hard not to be the bad guy but loneliness has captured my heart and every word i express to you feels like the rapture has sparked the evil ones left behind the innocents raised above im not bad for the evil i do but because of my expressions of love i want to hold you, embrace you know your inner most thoughts but it seems that i disgust you so even to heaven im lost the smallest phrases i utter makes you shudder from utter distaste perhaps i should shuffle off this mortal coil and leave you no more disgrace for there's no opera that held such a phantom no cathedral that held such a beast as the one so in love with you pray Lord let this madness cease call me, posthaste, back to the essence burn my ashes to nonexistence let my soul linger in limbo none would know the difference you never had a design flaw even Satan's a masterpiece so i know this is the plan for me but please Lord, just let me leave you wont give undue pressure i've heard that a thousand times pressure i don't mind i don't even mind the dying its just so hard to see and focus through all the tears im crying and i know you know my mission and your visions much greater than mine but i don't want to exist like this your world is too unkind...
Then a shadow fell across the earth, and the clouds begin to drift apart. The sun shone ever brighter as a VOICE began to speak:
MY SON, I AM THE DESIGNER OF ALL THINGS AND YOUR DESIGN TO ME IS FAMILIAR I NEVER DESIGNED YOU A SOUL MATE I WAS A BIT APATHETIC BUT YOU HAVE SURPASSED MY GREATEST EXPECTATIONS FOR YOU AND NOW I HAVE GROWN SYMPATHETIC I WILL TURN TOWARDS YOU THE HEART OF THE ONE YOU MOST DESIRE. NOW SLEEP MY FAIR CHILD AWAY FOR NOW...
then the sun dimmed, the shadow retreated, and the clouds merged
i awaken from my slumber lying next to you and i can only wonder the things that we will do my tears are gone forever your smile has awakened anew and i stare into the Heaven's and whisper...
Thank You | |
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