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| Diary of a Madman
Posted: 11/13/2004 12:34:06 AM | This is my new thread. This will only be poetry and maybe if the gods allow, a few subtle remarks. Now seriously kids, any over posting outside of the lines of this thread, will be very much bad. So in keeping with this..... heres an old one, but one that I liked writting.
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Four Room Castles
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I could promise you the moon, and develope words that would make your heart race.
I could paint you into a bed of flowers, constantly picking up this emotional pace.
I could show up with a thousand dreams, all wrapped up in a beautiful bow.
I could tell you secrets about castles and queens, letting this fantasy grow.
However, baby I wont set you and I up for that crashing, eventual fall.
I wont promise you the race of my life, only to end abruptly at our self made wall.
I can look in my heart and my very own set of hands
And create a life that fits within our set of plans.
I wont promise that castle built on shifting sand
Or a fake set of dreams that exist only in a fake land.
I will give you that porch swing in front of our four room castle
Give you that life that is void of constant pain and hassle.
I will dance with you in the kitchen, when the kids are asleep and were all alone
I wont promise you the moon, but you wont ever worry about my heart turning to stone.
If you worry about how tomorrow will be when we wake up after the glow
Then listen to these last few lines baby, theres a few things I want you to know.
I wont ever let you and I become something that I take for granted.
I will build upon ever single reality, and the simple love that we planted.
I will cherish the smallest of things that grow between you and I
I will give you my heart, speak only the truth, and kiss you at night.
I will love them all, teach them, and help them when we wrestle
I will make you the queen, of our very own four room Castle.
So much you have done for me, I know all that were giving.
This dream were developing, is the very dream that were living.
Thank you. From the core of my heart, thank you. | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 1:03:01 AM | Hey Cross great to see you back, the POF rumour mills were churning about a lost thread, so I thought that you were out back sewing and such. Missed your Humour and Poetry (we won’t mention your poor diction here though) Bro, you and Holly are the POF soul. D*mn he will never let me forget that, between the beer and his now swelled head, he‘ll be almost impossible to send back. | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 4:47:28 AM | CROSSFADE Glad your back!
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Missing from here, What I don't see
Are some magical words of Great poetry
A short time ago, I'm sorry to say
By his request it was taken away
The loss of a thread, from where it began
By an amazing poet and a hell of a man
I speak not of names because there is no need
I look for his return and hope for it's speed
The reasons he's gone is not for me to say
I hope when he's able he returns this way
The magic he spun right here on this bored
Is missed by many, and by many adored | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 9:40:55 AM | | Thanks Soba, now all can see why I rarely post to the poetry thread, for all of you here simply humble the poor old BC, with your fantastic word wizardry. So I will standby and simply enjoy all you talented folks, with just an occasional cheer on behalf of your great many fans. Hey Cross I am sorry for disturbing your new thread, just had to say Hi, then compliment Soba for a much better job, my lips are ~---------- shut. | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 1:01:43 PM | Crossfade i will kick anyone's a** that takes your thread off topic *flexes* POF just isnt' the same without you, you NEED to stay put!!!
That said.. on to some poetry (if you can even call the crap i spew poetry) before i need to kick my own ass
BC ~ ty, very sweet words :)
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Its amazing how much you can miss someone when they are gone
That undeniable feeling you get
that burn deep in your chest
An empty void, like a part of you is no longer there
A sadness when your incredible words you can not share
But a true warrior you are, you won’t go silently into that good night
You will rise to the occasion, you are prepared for the fight
The masses will cheer for you, we will stand behind our friend
And await your triumphant return, wait for this madness to end
I don’t think you have ever met someone like you..
So you can’t fully appreciate all of the wonderful things that you do
You make everyone around you feel special somehow
And for that one quality alone, you surely need to take a bow
So show us your heart in your words, you do it so incredibly well
your poems hit home, your writing always has a deep story to tell
Your talent amazes me, you truly do shine
You capture my heart from the very first line
Love you cross, glad your back baby! | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 3:19:11 PM | The wind whistles outside, the darkness creeps in
I think of you every second, feel you deep within
Take me from this quiet subtle hell
Be my savior, be my lover, show me the heart I know so well
Remove the dark demons, make the nightmares subside
Ride out this storm with me, stay by my side
Help me break down these walls, that I built so strong
Tell me this pain I feel won’t last very long
I will always give you the best of me, all I have that’s real
Just be the man to take my hand and show me how you feel
Its so cold tonight in this lonely room, I so badly wish you were here
Tell me you’ll be here shortly, whisper “I love you” in my ear | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 8:29:19 PM | Such a simple request, such an easy trip, the slowest romantic dance
I would spend half my life, nay, the fullest, if I was given half a chance.
Your darkest demons dont scare me, Ive known so much of their kind
When they see what we have, their motivation wanes, longs for another find.
Bitter hell is a darkened place, silent rage is a lonely pace
Call my name, whisper into my heart, I can show you another place.
Your walls that you have, so many hard faught years to build
Eventually will crumble. To this life, how easy it would be to yeild? | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 10:57:22 PM | Another day, pulling so much closer to that elusive normal life.
Another day, washing my hands of yesterdays bitter strife.
Another day just like the others, or so it would appear.
Another day wishing that you and I could be near.
Another day that the rain continues to violently fall.
Another day that I hang on your words, and wait for you to call.
Another day that I get to learn just a bit more about this new love.
Another day that saw the clouds drift silently away, and offer sunlight from above.
Another day I can chase down this one final dream.
Another day that offers so much, that remains to be seen.
Another day. It looks like I made it yet another day. | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 10:58:33 PM | Bridges I Have Burned
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Standing here with the fire light dancing across my eyes. I watch the fire lick at another bridge burning in my life. God I wanted this one to last, but it just got to close. What excuse did I use this time? What will I do with this new ghost?
Its so easy to pick up my can of gasoline, and pretend that it never really was all that prestine. Its so easy to chalk it all up as a learning gig. But when the night gets quiet, and when the ghosts show up... they keep telling me what I did. They shout at me and they scream. Their voices penetrate the night. I reach for the music, the volume must be higher... I cant deal with this emotional fright!!!
The speakers are pounding, my heart's running away. The voices and the dreams inside of me, no longer have a place to stay. Dammit wont that volume get higher, something has to be done. I remember a time when it was just an area to learn, it was all supposed to be in fun. What a fool my can of gasoline and I really are. What fools we must be, that we didnt learn. Standing here with the fire light dancing across my eyes... I remember the bridges I have yet to burn. | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 10:59:20 PM | Blind Soldiers
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Bombs were going off to the left and to the back. Life was being lost and we were under attack. My life was being held onto by a marginal thread. One mistake, one false move and all that I had nurtured would be dead.
I saw them come. They showed up in my life. The had a sword or a gun, or they weilded a knife. They stumbeled around, causing more damage than good. I tried to fix them, I reached out, trying to much more than I ever could.
They were blind. Soldiers with weapons that I let into my life. Someone gave them the ability to kill, and I let her become my wife. Blindly they toss the cannon around. Blindly they pull the trigger. Without sight they put so many in the ground.
Blind Soldiers... they walk free and they walk proud. Guard your precious heart, they walk amongst your crowd.
Blind soldiers, they are never really ever set free. Blind soldiers, it could be you... I know d*mn well it could be me... | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 11:00:28 PM | Counting the days
That first look, that first touch. Wanting it so bad, wanting it so much.
Is it you, is it me, cross yourself, taste the wine, and lets just see.
So many emotions, such a long a** road to walk
So many dreams that we have lined out in chalk
I dont doubt it as it plays so many times in my head
What more can I say baby, that I havent already said
The words still hold their meaning, and hold them very deep
But now I want to show you the feelings I said that I would keep
Give me a little bit of time, and trust me when I softly say
Its going to happen my love, and its going to be an incredible day
So take my hand, take it while were still so far apart
Take my hand baby, even if you take it with your heart
Some of the biggest leaps in life are the easiest ones to make
Sometimes the trickiest ventures in love, are the safest ones to take
Cross your self with bows of Holly
This foolish love wont be wrought in folly
Counting the days... | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 11:01:02 PM | Sometimes its so hard to face the crossroads in our life
We think of all the bizzare situations that bring us here
Sometimes its so hard to face the crossroads in our life
We recall all the mistakes, the times that love was so near
Sometimes we try so hard to avoid the crossroads in our life
We remember when we were so very, very close to the end
Sometimes we try so hard to avoid the crossroads in our life
We shy away from happiness, remembering the time it failed to begin.
Walk me through this crossroad. Im to hopeless to ask for your helping hand.
Take me through this madness, show me strength when I dont feel like this man.
Blaze through this time of uncertaintanty, show me what really counts
Help me when Im blind, whisper to me all the troubles we can surmount.
Take the signs off of the crossroads, let the followers drift where they may
Take my hand here at the crossroads, let me know this is the course you will stay.
Another crossroad | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 11:05:44 PM | To think outloud... I know I cant play. You did your deed, you said your say.
Congrats to you, I hope that it makes you sleep well. You have your moment, then all is swell.
Your not nearly what you think that you really are. This is just a gig for a time
But thats okay, play your game, you wont get a life, you can say it all, but it wont rhyme.
Right now you have the power, and you think you have that undeniable class
But if, for one minute, you think you are superior to me, you can kiss my ass!!
Im still here, and your wrong!!!! | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 11:18:51 PM | EYE TO EYE
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I keep thinking about how its going to be, and it makes me sigh
Thinking of finally seeing you, meeting when were eye to eye.
That very first glance, that very first "I spotted you in a croud"
That very first vision, the one that puts your heart on a cloud.
Racing across the floor. NO, I want to be the one that gets to see you first
That initial encounter, the long awaited glimpse, the one that quences the thirst.
That quintessential moment, when all the universe has to be still
That enigmatic feeling that surges, knowing that this is so real.
When you see me babygirl, when you hear my softly cracking voice
Reassure me were who we are, because I have already made my choice.
I love looking into your eyes, d*mn its been so tragically long
The emotion wells up inside of me, like some ballad belted out in song.
I could go on and on for hours, bout how its going to eventually be
When you and I are eye to eye, and you finally are that close to me!
Walking off the plane my heart began to skip.... | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 11:20:37 PM | GALACTIC WALTZ
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Taking you in my arms, I twirled to the left, a gentle shake and we moved to the right.
Stars collided and a universe was created, based upon the movements we made that night.
Feeling your hands on me, I shook at the thought of your heart mingled within mine.
A solar ray flashed across a blakened void, shedding warmth and light for the first time.
Pulling you closer, I could feel your breath penetrate the very surface of my skin.
Gods and angels gathered around, making choices of morality and choices of sin.
Our feet never tangled, as we slid effortlessly across the ball rooms silent floor.
Planets were birthed, revolving around the brightest star, remaining dormant no more.
Tonight, I loved you so much more than I did this morning. | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 11:21:11 PM | Heaven In your Eyes
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The wind rushed around me and everything fell. This juggling act, I called life, was no longer my lonely hell. I was always content I suppose, just never really felt complete. It was during the wind, my answer fell at my feet. Welcome back it said. Glad you returned. Look at my heart, those are the words, thats where they are burned.
So much of this facade was growing way to old. Trying to be someone else, trying to hot, when inside I was so cold. You walked in and changed my life forever. So many things you have shown me, I just didnt realize. I look at you now, and its all so very clear; I see heaven in your eyes.
I see it in a way that I have never before felt. With a spoken word across the miles, you have the ability to make my heart melt. You make me feel so tender, I dont really know how to express. But I know there are a million angels in heaven, looming over our first caress. | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 11:21:45 PM | I was allowed to see
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Angels play the softest music. They never miss a cue. I remember walking into the courts of heaven, hearing the melodic sound, as it vibrated into my life.
I was given a single answer to a single prayer, and woke up in this yard. I never could have imagined this type of awe inspiring atmosphere. Nothing was wrong, everything was perfect. He appeared, so fast. One second I was alone, then next he was there.
"Follow me", he said in a tone that was neither male nor female... but yet, both. I comfortably followed. He was a massive being, standing 3 times my height and twice my width, not an ounce of indulgence to be found. His wings pulled back, he stopped before the door.
This door was unique, unlike so many we had passed, this one refrained from the ornate glamour the prior ones posessed. This one was solid oak, with a gold trim. There wasnt a single trace of marble, or plantinum... this one looked odd, amid Eden.
Gabrial stood before the door, with the key in his hand. With eyes like the soul of a man, he looked at me. "Is this what you want? Is this your sincere dream?" A booming voice that echoed through the ages of my life.
Without thinking, I answered, "Yes, this was my dream, my one desire." And I took the key. He vanished.
Standing before the oak door, I looked around. I was walking on gold, staring at marble and platinum, about to open oak... I caught my breath. This was the dream I had, this was my wish.
Inserting the key, I heard a porch swing rock gently in the wind. A dozen roller coaster rides rushed throuh my heart, a thousand questions from the four inquizitive minds befell my soul. Then the lock turned over.
They stood there, pouring over papers and a black whole. They saw me enter, and hushed muffles of, "hes here... no not that... okay but wait until the master sees it..." were heard bouncing off the walls of an infinate room.
I walked until I could continue no further. I wanted to proceed, but I was denied the ability to walk any more. So I stood.
They werent Gabrial, but they stood over a life. A dream was being created. Every prayer I had ever spoken or cried out loud from the day of my birth, was written on a parchment, that was transfixed high above the soul of the dream. The first turned to me... "You left a few things out that the master knew you would need..." I wasnt allowed to respond, it was more of a command, than a statment. If that initial command was to shake me, the several that followed would soon make me realize... this wasnt my dream that was being built. This was someone elses star. This was perfection being created to bless a single life. This was the creation of a dream.
Reveling in my abandonment, the realm began to shake. Nothing felt bad, yet I knew I couldnt stand. Falling to my face, I heard the voice that began all I had ever known.
"Thats complete!!!". It was all He said.
The Three wrapped up the dream, and the voice of whom I dare not gaze upon, walked away. I was alone.
Gabrial met me once again. Taking my key, he spoke, "You got your dream. Go find her, shes there. You have to work at it, the master wont give it to you outright, but its the very heart and soul of the dream you cried."
A few days ago... I met you... | |
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Posted: 11/13/2004 11:22:45 PM | IN MY OWN ABYSS
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Welcome to my home, Im sure your stay you will enjoy.
Dont mind my heart, to those around me, its just a toy.
Find what your looking for, digging among all these rocks,
Im more than content, being your poet you keep locked up in this box.
No, its okay, dont offer to walk me to your front door,
In this life, I learned your rules, and dealt with so much more.
Please just shake my hand, never offer me a good night kiss,
You dont want to see me, comfortable, In my own abyss.
In here I can cry, and the demons really dont give a care
They drag their chains across the floor, and I just sit and stare.
In here I push iron, constantly checking my iron clad door
In here Im hidden, my heart forgotten, it wont be hurt anymore.
Im sure shes out there, but to be honest, I really dont care
I cant imagine the day that I can really open up and share.
I look inside my heart, and realize there isnt anything I honestly miss
Welcome to my world, pull up a chair and a bottle, sit in my own abyss.
Welcome to me babe...still wanna walk around and play? | |
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Posted: 11/14/2004 5:56:57 AM | Crossfade, glad that your back this is what we need,
All of the rest should take heed
The magical words placed here to rest
He is poet, to this I attest
Keep it flowing...... Great stuff! | |
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Posted: 11/14/2004 7:30:52 PM | (Not mine, but so beautiful I had to share it)
SLOW DANCE
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Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,"hi"
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift.... Thrown away.
Life is not a race. Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over. | |
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Posted: 11/16/2004 12:49:13 AM | Holly, Soba, Kook and Zee
This will be the final post from me.
Its been a blast, I had my fun
But time has grown stale, its time to run.
A weary poet, in need to find more stories to write
I hang up my pen and pad, and bid you a fair night.
Most of you can still reach me here, for a very short time.
I would tell you good by normally, but in here it has to rhyme.
Most of you I have known for quite a long while
You made me laugh, you made me cry, but always made me smile.
Who knows what tomorrow brings, you may find that poetry thread
Somewhere out on the world wide web saying, this is what Cross said...
There are so many to list; Greenskye, bluepony, Limo and Leather
BcGray, Gothic Queen, Halley, Chuck, and the other person, I know as Heather.
This list could get lengthy, and I would still probably leave some people out
Its not by intention (most of you), as there is so much I could sit and write about.
Just like every drug we get hooked on POF has ran is euphoric course
But its time for Ticket and his group, and myself to finaly divorce.
Take care. Love and best wishes to those of you who have meant the most to me. Know that I will always be tossin back a few cold ones, wondering what yer up to, and how well your doing it. I will stay in touch with most of you, but will wish all of you the very best of luck.
Peace.
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