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 EdgerKerouBeck
Joined: 3/16/2010
Msg: 276
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I believe there's a place I belong
Free from the pain of it all
Open your eyes and you'll find that inside
lies the truth that we all like to call

drawn into the depths of rendition
I often find that I miss the big picture
A festering mess that the rest seem to fix
So that all I have left is the written
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 277
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Posted: 3/27/2010 2:01:04 PM
all I have left is the written
all that i trust is now dead
all that i loved has been bitten
all that ive said has been said

all that i want has been wanted
all i regret has been bled
all that i have faced undaunted
all of the worlds with no cred

all of the places ive been to
all of the years that were lost
all the lives lost without a clue
all the fines paid without cost

all of the things that ive hoped for
all of the things i wont see
all the losses this side of the slammed door
all who refuse their way just to be

all that wonder destraght that keep asking questions
all that embrace the violence we hate
all that who learn without names a-mentioned
all there is to do is to wait

all that we seek can be gotten
all that i want i forget
all that is envious dies rotten
all undone are deeds to regret

all that i am it aint nuthin
all that i dont be shit
all that i wait for is an end to the suffering
all i want is an end to it


(i think i will stop now)
 HAMAZING
Joined: 10/21/2007
Msg: 278
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Posted: 3/27/2010 6:19:18 PM
"all I want, is an end to it"......
I find it profound and thorough to an extent
I hope it will find some
to their betterment
seeing that ALL things have their placement
Do you live in a Basement?
Have the walls tumbled down?
Has your legs forgotten how to feel now?
How will your heart beat, if you found the true end?
Only YOU can stop the suffer'n
Experience, trials, tribulations and a little salvation
can lead Us All to view everyday as a scent of Heaven
Oh, that's something to believe in
Loss of count, the many times "I've died!!", only to be revived
After everytime, I be damned, there is some clarification
'cause after the third, (and knowing I'm not a cat and I've passed nine) I figure there's some reason beyond my understanding, That I.................
Come Back
With clearer eyes
Stronger beats of Heart and
Breathing a Bigger Smile
As I exhale........


(rasko )
 EdgerKerouBeck
Joined: 3/16/2010
Msg: 279
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 3/28/2010 11:49:24 AM
Falling ever closer to oblivion
This city is, but gritty as it is,
I would bleed to see it free.
See, living on this planet
I have managed to gather
What sanity can be obtained
Given the gamut
Of this game.
Its plain and simple
And more then a
Little coincidental,
That a man with a stencil
Hasnt need of a pencil
To render credentials.
Its just a rental, man
This body, and mind
That lies inside it,
Yet oddly I am finding
Scores Of cats that
Try To fight it
And I know Im kind of high but
Cant you see the misery
That we feeding into it?
 Mission_impossible4u
Joined: 2/4/2010
Msg: 280
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 3/28/2010 9:29:36 PM
that we
feeding
into it

a mere list
a kiss
a bit
of oats
and wheat
for starving
souls
refusing
to eat

the walk
with the dogs
and dance with
the cats

but still
we
feed
and seed
forever in the spring
 hthrfthrhd
Joined: 1/1/2010
Msg: 281
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 3/29/2010 1:06:40 PM
as we enjoy the prolonged daylight hours
we have more time to build fortress towers
build them high and build them strong
soon a foe will come along

keep your guard and do not sleep
we now have eyes that won't weep
i’ve shed all the tears i had to give
they ran trough fingers made like a sieve
 EdgerKerouBeck
Joined: 3/16/2010
Msg: 282
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Posted: 3/29/2010 2:49:50 PM
They ran through fingers made like a sieve
and shriveled in the sand as if they had lived.
Candidly bandaged in fancy attire,
I scooped up my dreams to find a new buyer.

And lo! in the distance What did I find?
a beaten old beggar, ragged and blind
A dagger, I thrust them on into his person
In trust to live free from the curse of the burden.
 hthrfthrhd
Joined: 1/1/2010
Msg: 283
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Posted: 3/29/2010 7:32:21 PM
In trust to live free from the curse of the burden,
I asked the good Lord, of this you are certain?
Her reply to me, was much less than clear,
she asked of me those whom I held most dear.

I thought and I struggled to find an answer.
I sidestepped and squirmed and became a dancer.
She danced with me through the long, restless night,
by dawn I was complacent and saw the light.
 hthrfthrhd
Joined: 1/1/2010
Msg: 284
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 3/29/2010 9:06:31 PM
By dawn I was complacent and saw the light,
the rebel in me was unable to fight.
I cried and wailed with pain so heavy and deep,
I bargained with the devil my soul to keep.

She rejected my pleas as if unfounded,
in the heavens above my heart was grounded.
I wanted so much to be young and to flee,
instead I knelt down on my old, aching knee.
 hthrfthrhd
Joined: 1/1/2010
Msg: 285
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 3/29/2010 9:33:14 PM
Instead I knelt down on my old, aching knee,
I asked of the Lord to have mercy on me.
The folly of youth is now hard to discern,
to relive these years wiser is what I yearn.

My pleas went unanswered my cries were not heard,
to ask and get a second chance is absurd.
Let me use time wisely from now until then,
perhaps I’ll have fewer regrets in the end.
 .word.on.the.street.iz.
Joined: 3/13/2010
Msg: 286
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Posted: 3/30/2010 3:03:54 PM
(do) not think you can get away with 'anything',
as you'll run out of luck
and this, too, will build character,
like the scratches on my truck.
Those who seek, selfishly,
to gain and to use
will find themselves, by karma,
a victim of self-abuse.

"Castles made of sand
soon melt into the sea"
A house with a bad foundation
will sink eventually.
Uneven floors, and all,
the house is pretty ,as a whole.
Diamonds, before they shine,
are ugly lumps of coal.
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 287
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Posted: 3/30/2010 6:27:10 PM
ugly lumps of coal
symbols of all they hold
from diamonds where
their beauty will unfold
to holding lots of energy
when heated in the cold
to buttons on snow men
tradition from days of old...
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 288
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Posted: 3/30/2010 6:42:09 PM
tradition of days old
are simply gonna get rolled
and everything will be whiped out
for the sake of tossing clout

i have survived the bullshit i have survived the price of life
without a dime to buy the strife
i see eye to eye and dont fear the knife
i have faith in knowing what its about

i pick my chords and take my time
and take my licks and go rhyme
feeling no hate dont make it sublime
a day lost but yet felt within

i welcome justice when its there to be seen
but i have no faith and dont know where youve been
there is no one to beat down, no one to demean
may i go numb as my heart turns to tin

now lets see this post dissappear like the last set did just did. censureship is happening right here and right now. ive been getting erased. good luck to you.
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 289
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Posted: 3/31/2010 4:16:58 AM
the burning has begun
discrimination
a curse set from birth
with a pre-loaded gun
strong ammunition
breaking the line
of communication
no opening vision
no unification
no compassion
just hate with passion
such a profusion
of harmful illusion
some turn to using
from the abusing
some end up dying
with so many lying
forgetting the golden rule
found in nearly every school
from east to west
catholic to buddhist
our key to feel real happiness
filling that place of emptiness
the golden rule to do unto others
by treating us all with respectfulness
will grow the tree of human kindness
 iceaxe
Joined: 3/13/2008
Msg: 290
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Posted: 4/1/2010 11:03:58 AM
if you let it bite
(and I think it might)
it will raise a welt
below the belt
and if you don't
(not saying you won't)
it will look elsewhere
for one unaware
but it will be back
(unless a heart you lack)
for what I speak of
is nothing but love
 teeb8yb
Joined: 3/14/2010
Msg: 291
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 4/1/2010 1:00:49 PM
Is nothing but love
Like the wings of a dove
Flying and gliding the winds up above
While the warm weather seeks to lay its nest
So the earth can find peace and share happiness
For all who dwell and lies within the crest
Creatures make room for offsprings to rise
The beaches are laughing with the rolling tides
And all is beautiful through nature's lurking eyes

 iceaxe
Joined: 3/13/2008
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Posted: 4/1/2010 4:11:36 PM
all is beautiful through nature's lurking eyes
and it's smirking at you in full disguise
knowing and over flowing with wisdom most wise
that the crux deluxe is that you are the prize

the rex at the apex of the consciousness spire
sees through the trees and the smoky brush fire
faith based on self is the wealth of the ages
no need for a creed full of greed and lost wages

an idol gone idle is a riddle to solve
were we made of clay or did we evolve
absolution no solution for the sins of man
draw your own commandments in the tidal sand

thou most holy, thou mostly whole
time to return that which you stole
for you are the thief and the victim besmirched
allowing your soul to be perched in a church

a prophet appalled by the off-message sages
whose scripture was not scribed for their holy wages
comes back to the land with his feet in the sand
nature is the church and the only god is man
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
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Posted: 4/2/2010 3:17:20 AM
^^wow, ice...strong messages, sir!

nature is the church and the only god is man
locked in the illusion we're an invincible clan
did we lose our way on the holiest day
did we forget why we are here today?
did we take the truth and turn it to greed
with power for some while the masses plead
for compassion and love in our thought and action
since union with all has gone so out of fashion
where many believe there is no unity
and love is simply another commodity
but through this illusion we've made a new start
where we're touching the most tender parts of our heart
where we're daring to go to a place love can flow
by simply learning to really let go
let go of the anger that's strangled us so
let go of the pain that fills us with woe
let go of the fear that always says no
so the light that shines so bright from within
can heal our soul to feel whole again
can heal our heart with a long lost art
where love can flow with true compassion
where peace is felt in all of our action
where humanity knows a deeper passion
and greed becomes an empty attraction....
for in this moment it all comes to be
from the sacred place of unity
 iceaxe
Joined: 3/13/2008
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Posted: 4/2/2010 11:31:15 AM
from the sacred place of unity
nothing can escape
like a black hole for the heart and soul
behind a mysterious drape
to find it and go behind it
most often takes a lifetime
revealed by death and parted by the last breath
like a cliff leap at the end of a steep climb
I've heard it told that a few made of gold
can peer through the curtain of wonder
but a return to the fold leaves them unconsoled
by the world of pillage and plunder
but a poets grace allows them into the place
from whence they can reappear
to share the light with the common race
in a voice so soft and clear
 EdgerKerouBeck
Joined: 3/16/2010
Msg: 295
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Posted: 4/2/2010 1:38:34 PM
In a voice so soft and clear
I can hear you calling,
I reach out but you disappear
as the darkness devours the fallen.

When right is wrong and wrong is right
The shadows taunt me from the wall,
The ivory tower dims its lights
as darkness devours and I fall
 JuJuBee
Joined: 1/24/2004
Msg: 296
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Posted: 4/2/2010 4:12:11 PM
as darkness devours and i fall
through the looking glass grasping
laughter maniacal drifting through my soul
hysteria given a two second shot

scaling a ways up the inside wall
ne'er failing or falling an option
strength gaining ground, muscles tight
sunlight explodes around dark
 iceaxe
Joined: 3/13/2008
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Posted: 4/2/2010 6:34:29 PM
sunlight explodes around dark
clouds shining through a silvery lining
shadows cast with the morning past
voyage east with the sun declining

and I with my wife get on with life
while wishing for a ravishing soak
to water the willows with no peccadillos
for we are just common folk
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 298
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Posted: 4/2/2010 8:50:23 PM
for we are just common folk
a fallacy, a very big illusion
we are always more than common
we were born. Those who survive birth
are stars, are necessary, leave noone out.
African child...stare at me with those magnificent eyes.
Common is no way to go. Bring me to the brink of the necessary miracle.
 stresscookie
Joined: 8/28/2005
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Posted: 4/2/2010 9:32:40 PM
Common is no way to go. Bring me to the brink of the necessary miracle.
The common miracle is just so to make you need it.
The machine you perch before.
The cream that erases the callouses on my hands.
Two page spreads and bilboards wave them like scented hankies.
The real miracle is simply to be.
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
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Posted: 4/2/2010 10:14:03 PM
the real miracle is simply to be
to feel the depth of our energy
to know the soul that holds us all
that lifts us up and helps us fall...

the real miracle is simply to be
to be with everything peacefully
to feel the stillness completely
then from within we can listen....
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