| Wordy Music And Giggle Outlet
Posted: 9/30/2006 1:10:24 PM | Right then
The idea for this thread is to post original poems or prose of your own
that you think would be better suited to a musical accompaniment
rather than just spoken aloud.
I've read some on other threads from the likes of The Shadow Queen,
Thorb ,Itliving ,looknc and neeseemo as well as many others
that to me have a certain rhythm that I can only describe as musical
either you get it or you don't.
I have also noticed that these same posters have a similar sense of humour
to my own and like to disguise their wit within their written efforts
these little hidden treasures would be well appreciated as well
There really are no rules other than trying to keep a little order in here
such as making your posts more than 8 lines long but not an opus
and keeping in mind that this is not a chat room
Having said that there are no strict rules I must say being a member here
for quite some time under another name I have discovered a menace in the threads
something called a FORUM STALKER ,they are not hard to spot and I know of a few
myself to them I say this is not the place to woo your obsessions
I will out you on all your threads
making reference to another poet is a good thing but writing unending love songs
to one specific member is boring and intrudes on others so ply your wares elsewhere.
So boys and girls lets entertain each other shall we.............dan | |
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| Wordy Music And Giggle Outlet
Posted: 9/30/2006 1:23:50 PM | I never said I love you
someday I may give it a shot
for now lets keep it simple
and say that I like you a lot
because I think its better to be see
than it ever was to be seen
that's why I'm trying to keep you
somewhere in between
I know I should try to think
long before I speak
but sometimes I say things
I find very hard to repeat
I know that shouldn't be
its the way I've always been
that's why I try to keep it
somewhere in between
I just can't figure out
what I need to explain
about why I never feel
the want to ever remain
I've gotten so very dirty
trying to keep it clean
somehow it always turns out
somewhere in between
People say I'm crazy
that very well may be so
but just between us two
I think one of us would know
I've seen you turning away
you know exactly what I mean
you like your front row seat
somewhere in between | |
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| Looks like i've found a haven, or a covenant
Posted: 9/30/2006 1:54:36 PM | in between those words you
drip
from lonely thought to
fingertip
i'm shakin from my methadone
haze
trying to recall the number of
days
since i got lost, hard to
remember
somewhere between july and
september
lookin around for the dope-induced
crowd
somewhere i won't stand out so
loud
fit right in the in
betweens
tryin to remember what september
means
laughing at the clowns with tears in their
eyes
til i end up crying, pissing down my
thighs
i wonder sometimes if this high could ever
end
only til i call jesus, my meth-anpheta-mining
friend
he's got the juice, i got the
jack
i got the ace, he's got the
smack
what a tasty lil snack
from my fiend, my fiend, my fiend | |
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| Wordy Music And Giggle Outlet
Posted: 9/30/2006 2:24:24 PM | scratch my number off your card
you can't reach me anymore
if those words don't sound the same
its just a truth we've never shared
reality made its bed while fate changed its plans
I miss the way we used to dance
I may never hold you close again
all those painful steps we learned to sway
don't feel the same without you near
they opened my eyes to very special things
champion of good things ,survivor of bad
the one thing I can't forget is the ride
What are you going to do when I've got beyond you
how you gonna dance without me holding you up
you're my kitten ,you're my amp
you let me crave attention again
my vixen purely a tramp
that speaks Italian in three different languages
you are impossible and you're gone
with just a note saying nothing is impossible
if you never have to dance alone
In a foreign location a coded letter of the law
I'm testing my limits trying to find myself again
shes a princess ,an heir to Venus questioning all six senses
shes a reason ,shes a charm the best I've ever know
shes eternal shes a dream an Angel with a broken wing
that I will never let dance alone | |
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| Wordy Music And Giggle Outlet
Posted: 9/30/2006 2:47:28 PM | A little Amy Lee there Sha ?
just what I was asking for
got it right ,right on
everything and its first time
thank you thank you thank you
please come again ,you rock Star ! | |
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| Heads are like rules
Posted: 9/30/2006 5:09:49 PM | apparently you did not heed my warning
I suggest you read the original post
before you decide to change your name
do not test my parlance on these pages | |
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| READ THE RULES MAN
Posted: 9/30/2006 6:12:23 PM | sometimes they seem quite contrary
weak kneed and don't see that clearly
yeah all that she says you think is ecstasy
she waves goodbye but you rarely ever leave
in better times she could look you in the eye
tell you there's something special between her and I
we're only looking at forty what you're doing is a bad
losing all the respect you thought you ever had
only bleed when its really a need ,futures bright lets see where it leads
now that's all a past its dead and gone
died of a fixation ,twisted in broken arms
looking back some time was good and long
when I fell over backwards at the beauty and charm
that's a story you don't often see
young man in love on bended knee
could never be knowing it was too good to last
you can't escape notions of your own troubled past
only bleed when you're truly in need ,futures bright lets see where it leads | |
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| some rules aren't made to be broken
Posted: 9/30/2006 6:33:44 PM | can i bend a little while
nibble on the ear that bleeds
take a pill of satisfaction
while begging on my knees
eat the strain of hesitation
that knocks me on my ass
stand up and brush my dress off
cuz, yeah, man, i've got class
i'm a classy futher mucker
i cross my legs when i sit
put my pinky in the air, and yeah
this lady never quits
it's Zoloft dreams, and Prozac illusions
creeping at my door
reminding me i don't have the life
i used to, anymore
that's ok, i'm ok
i'm heavily medicated
stopped at the sign that said
"you're here"
and found myself sedated
my music man, my lyrical lover
see me through this purple haze
there'll come a time,
for the dance of the blind
to tame our whoring ways | |
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| the rules of life should be broken, every chance
Posted: 9/30/2006 7:02:57 PM | i am societies shame
i've taken more than my fair
share
i've danced in October's rain
while putting on road flares
i've talked a million miles
of heartache and deceit
and cried a thousand tears
while jesus wept at my feet
i called the pope a liar
told him to prove the lies he
spit
he never got back to me
or all the wonder of my shit
i've danced with all the demons
that inhabit my troubled mind
they like to lick my shoulders
then push me outta line
sometimes i go to far
getting back at what is fair
i speak my mind when it should be
closed
like the clown at the county fair
that poor, fat clown, sad sack
he didn't deserve the ride i gave
he tries to call, i just hang up
maybe he should go get saved
then he'll have religion
to blame for all he is
put the fear of god in him
like back when we were kids
i have no shame, no regrets
so society can knock me down
they just don't know it's where i like to
be
when i'm into riding a clown | |
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| READ THE RULES MAN
Posted: 9/30/2006 11:51:33 PM | It's a story
its a hunger
that's hell bound to my heels
like voodoo that's got a spell to cast
with twisted reasons
its too bad its too good to last
but its more than you deserve
It's a story
its a hard line
.just a little left of right
a certain danger with out a moments breath
it has a passion for teasing
that's delivered with a last regret
but it still had a purpose to serve
It's a story
its a problem
that's gotten completely out of hand
like a cancer without a chance at health
nothing is out of season
as a soul that's been stripped of flesh
it just takes a little more nerve
It's a story
its about time
I got to the heart of the matter
a whisper above the scream for revenge
I had a feeling
you'd testify in your own defence
should have known you'd never catch that curve
It's a story
its an ending
or as close as we can come
like a dagger pushed deep with a twist
in need of assistance
for a heart clenched like a fist
but is this my story or hers | |
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| READ THE RULES MAN
Posted: 10/1/2006 10:35:41 AM | feels like I'm jumping off a world of worry
could have been a building of hope
might even be I'm sorry
for ever providing that much rope
one hand is knocking
while the other is turning the key
there's someone home but it ain't me
I got up and wrote that on the wall
but I'm too proud to take advice from myself
so I framed it to remind me not to think of you
it said "its the littlest of fears
that's stunting your growth
handing over control
to visions from your youth
a hand up shows itself as a back handed fist
when the bruise to the mouth was intended by lips
Its OK to cry but not merely to exist
pine for all you lack
while defeating those you've seen
come back to your own safety
come back and warm your bones
it is only here in reality
where you will never be alone | |
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| an awesome song
Posted: 10/1/2006 4:31:08 PM | Why Do I Keep Counting?
Just down the street from your hotel, baby
I stay at home with my disease
And ain't this position familiar, darling
Well, all monkeys do what they see
Help me stay awake, I'm falling...
Down on Virginia and La Loma
Where I got friends who'll care for me
You got an attitude of everything I ever wanted
I got an attitude of need
Help me stay awake, I'm falling...
Asleep in perfect blue buildings
Beside the green apple sea
Gonna get me a little oblivion
Try to keep myself away from me
It's 4:30 A.M. on a Tuesday
It doesn't get much worse than this
In beds in little rooms in buildings in the middle
of these lives which are completely meaningless
Help me stay awake, I'm falling...
Asleep in perfect blue buildings
Beside the green apple sea
Gonna get me a little oblivion
Try to keep myself away from myself and me
I got bones beneath my skin, and mister...
There's a skeleton in every man's house
Beneath the dust and love and sweat that hangs on everybody
There's a dead man trying to get out
Please help me stay awake, I'm falling...
Asleep in perfect blue buildings
Beside the green apple sea
Gonna get me a little oblivion baby
Try to keep myself away from me | |
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| and my mind has been blown
Posted: 10/1/2006 5:53:12 PM | recently got turned on to a few very good canadian bands
thank you for that, music man
matthew good band is amazing
fearless is one of the best songs i've ever heard
and the fine art of falling apart
them most wonderful song i have ever heard?
Bulletproof
by Blue Rodeo
this song took my breath away
lyrics please? yep
Tell me one more time again
Just like I didn't hear you
Like I don't know what's going through your mind, I do
I play the same game too
You know it's hard to stop
Even when you want to
Now the moon lights up your face
And I can see you're crying
You never liked me to see you cry, it's true
I've done some crying too
You know the hardest part about it
Is trying to hide it from you
It would be great to be so strong
Never needing anybody else to get along
But we're so scared of the silence and the tricks that we use
Oh We're careful and we're cunning, but we're easily bruised
I don't want to lie about it
I'm not bulletproof
Well I finally found a way
To hide from all your glances
Til the waiting game we play is through
I can, but what's the use
When all I really want to do is hide out with you
It would be great to be so strong
Never needed anybody's help to get along
We're so scared of the silence and the language that we use
Oh we're careful and we're cunning, but we're easily bruised
I don't want to kid about it
I'm not bulletproof
Tell me one more time again
Well I guess I didn't hear you
And I don't know all the secrets that you keep inside
I tried the same thing too
But they all come pouring out of me when I'm talking to you
Well it would be great to be so strong
Never needing anybody else's help to carry on
But I'm not waking up each morning with forgiveness I can use
Oh I'm careless, and I'm cruel, but I'm still easily bruised
I'm so tired of lying about it
I'm not bulletproof
Oh and I'm not going to lie about it
I'm not bulletproof | |
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| and my mind has been blown
Posted: 10/1/2006 6:04:44 PM | i've fallen and i can't get up
i wouldn't if i could
it's not a plea for help from me
but a feeling of "i should"
i should run, not walk
to the nearest exit
and take a good deep breath
remember why i chose my way
forget that i'm scared to death
no pity here, no sorrows
i know just where i stand
i am the reigning Queen of Tomorrow
in all the promised lands
i rule my roost, nest and hens
i am the queen supreme
i never want to dance alone
tell me this is just a dream | |
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| and my mind has been blown
Posted: 10/1/2006 8:55:12 PM | Sha you are
and by far
the first to stand
and understand
the little trick
to a perfect lyric
the turn of phrase
and captured gaze
you never fail
to completely derail
or give it up
cause the music stopped
Thanx for that
and good idea about
reprinting lyrics
I love that song
keep it up xxxxxxxxxhahahaha
hey what do you call Raggedy Ann with a mouth full of gravel?
a cotton rock sucker | |
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| speaking of blown
Posted: 10/2/2006 9:45:22 PM | oh boy it's the hyper bole
when the girls come to the valley
they say no but we really know
they're lookin for a sugar daddy
oh no its a gallows pole
never dreamed they made so many
moonshine flows as a shotgun shows
you've met the one you're to marry
I got my troubles
and you got me
thats not the way
it was supposed to be
sadly just a case
of a failed destiny
I may have my troubles
but darlin you got me
Time slows its a proper hole
you know your days are numbered
a last night finds some way to unwind
and you're sure thats not your order
Oh Lord its the time to go
and you know you can't afford to
suns low time to put on the show
wishin you could avoid her
I've got my troubles
and you're stuck to me
thats not the way
it was supposed to be
another lost wish
for that new destiny
I may have my troubles
but baby you got me | |
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MiTURN
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Joined: 9/22/2006
Msg: 18 | |
| speaking of blown
Posted: 10/2/2006 9:58:02 PM | | Love that liriclover...nothing like truth | |
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| attempting a temp physically high
Posted: 10/2/2006 10:04:27 PM | can we mend here a little while
quibble over sneers and jeers
talkin tough in tense situation
put it aside for a couple beers
beat the brain of communication
that locks you in the past
lay down and hike my skirt up
cause ya I got class
I'm a crazy further mucker
I cross my heart when I spit
throw my troubles up in the air
this lady never quits ....and dats da chit | |
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| ooooo company
Posted: 10/2/2006 10:06:45 PM | tanx Mi
come in make a mess
the maids in Tues
love to hear your thoughts | |
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| have you
Posted: 10/3/2006 9:14:32 AM | ever heard of Triumph down there Sha ?
they were big here when I was a teen
thought you would freak on this
somethings at the edge of your mind
you don't know what it is
it's something you were hopin to find
but you're not sure what it is
then you hear the music
and it all comes crystal clear
the music does the talkin
says the things you want to hear
I'm young now ,I'm wild now and I'm free
got the magic power of the music in me
She climbs into bed
pulls the covers over head
and she turns her little radio on
shes had a rotten day
so she hopes the DJ's
gonna play her favorite song
it makes her feel much better
brings her closer to her dreams
a little magic power
makes it better than it seems
shes young now shes wild now she wants to be free
gets the magic power of the music from me
If you're thinkin it over
but just can't sort it out
do you want someone to tell you
what they think its all about
are you the one and only
whos sad and lonely
reachin for the top
well the music keeps you goin
and its never gonna stop
never gonna stop
never gonna ,never gonna
never gonna stop
The world is full of compromise
and infinite red tape
but the musics got the power
its you one chance to escape
so turn me on and turn me up
its your turn to dream
a little magic power makes it
better than it seems
you're young now ,you're wild now and you want to be free
get the magic power of the music ,I got the music in me
thats how I remember it anyway
you may have to google the lyrics if you want them | |
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| some lyrics should be sung not read
Posted: 10/3/2006 5:57:54 PM | but you can't hear me
so this how its got to be
its safe in here
no ones got the key
no ones home
inside of you and me
I think I dreamed
about this house that I live in
bought and sold too many times
it belongs to no one.....no one lives here
I'm blind and I screaming
but turns about is fair game
I've seen unfold ,so many signs
it belongs to no one.....no one lives here
It gets heavy in there
a little too close for thought
nights end suddenly and inside a closet
of old ghosts and skeletons
I am reminded
it belongs to no one.....no one lives here
The rooms spill notes ,quotes and accusations
In a paranoid state of jealousy and ineptitude
confessions begin to be related in a
fashion that may also need relating
words ,empty of feeling or even meaning
lack description that fully explain
the deep darkening of these rooms
Just a moment given a room to view
kicking to splinters anything of value
In need of a plan ,something to hang on to
Do what you can to avoid these rooms
they belong to no one.....no one but me | |
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| for a friend
Posted: 10/3/2006 7:28:12 PM | i realize now
what u knew all along
we could do friends, maybe even lovers
but life partners, we do not belong
you seen it right away
but all i could see was a wonderful guy
that i wanted, that i needed
had to have TODAY!
but as usual you're the sensible one
wanted to take things slow
why cant we just be friends?
let our feelings slowly grow
but me the impatient one
had to act like a 3yr old
you needed time, a chance to know me
to see what i was all about
you wouldn't go walking into things
with shadows of doubt
i know the attraction is there
loud and strong
but words have to be there
once the passion is gone
we do talk and laugh
and never seem at a loss for words
we care for each other -
we both know that for sure
i thought i could see the future
when i looked into your eyes
but it was someone else's fate
and my foolish heart telling me lies
even though u can make me cry
i know that our friendship
will always be apart of me
something i hope will never die
i haven't known you very long
but u mean the world to me
so remember us with a smile
and don't forget a coffee date
now and then with a friend
(or if your bored and lookin 4 a fight)
but only when you're up to being
annoyed and flattered
all in one night...... | |
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| the house at the end of the lane
Posted: 10/3/2006 7:41:05 PM | empty rooms, empty minds
if u don't look, you'll never find
the fears that killed all mankind
round about my way
the dust, the mold, the spiderwebs
caught me dancing in their threads
needed a spot to clear my head
found myself afraid
wondering where, when and how
i'd ever let what i know now
surface inside this torn down house
only if i dare
broken staircase, see them fall
hear them laughing, one and all
they know they've got me by the balls
i'll fight with what i can
the words around me make me faint
they feed on the twisted, eat the taint
make me feel like a school-kid, huffing paint
i've lost all that sweet rhythem
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enuff o' dat chit
walking through the crowd at ten
wanderin, meandering through
i get a glimpse of the lead man
damn, he looks like you
i wonder aloud to no one
if he'd like to take me home
feed me some good lovin
then beg me to leave him alone
i'd stalk him, yeah, for sex
i'd make him eat those words
i'd spill out all my secrets
unlike any he's every heard
truly despicable, mm hmmm
wanting and waiting so long
for just the right words to make me
forget that ol' "lonely me" song
....................
watching i love lucy reruns
waiting for night to fall
knowing the three stooges
will keep me laughing through it all
Luucy, I'm Hooooome | |
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| the lame at the end of the phone
Posted: 10/3/2006 8:17:09 PM | so'kay splain yourself
where at ya been
you was out stirrin trouble
wit your twisted tales of sin
still its good to see you
you wicked wanton witch
Have you met our new guests
their company is just the best
Lip -gloss that was smooth
I like things that make me move
and Miturn came as well
but just to wished us well
They are welcome every day
to graffiti a certain say
maybe cast a spell
or to simply tell a tell
lets get back to the words
they were really quite superb
Think I'll read them again
and remember an even then
when I thought to just be thankful
for two more precious friends
but you know me and us
we'd rather lyrically discuss
than have to just say thanks for the daily post | |
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