Post Your Poetry Thread
So as we already have a great General Art thread, I thought we could need a similar thread for posting poetry.
As I've been around this forums for some time now, I am sure that there are at least as many poets here as there are artists.
In other words: Let This Thread Be
A thread for words from heart and mind,
For pictures drawn by poetry;
A place where some of us may find
A world of true tranquillity;
Where others find a place to dive
In thoughts as raging as the sea;
Where heart and mind and spirit thrive,
'Tis what this thread is meant to be.
As I've been around this forums for some time now, I am sure that there are at least as many poets here as there are artists.
In other words: Let This Thread Be
A thread for words from heart and mind,
For pictures drawn by poetry;
A place where some of us may find
A world of true tranquillity;
Where others find a place to dive
In thoughts as raging as the sea;
Where heart and mind and spirit thrive,
'Tis what this thread is meant to be.
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Four eyes are shiny-ish
What could they is being?
I think they is two fish!
Violets are blue,
Some poems rhyme,
But this one doesn't.
You crush my hearts with a bus
All my soul are beating only
Just and just for you and us
By the crashing of silence
In the furious maelstrom
That is alone
It was a soldier that you asked for
Called from the ancient tales
Heralded as Horatio Nelson
Though I had no stake in claiming a place at such a lofty height
No, indeed my wine was isolation
Children among my little joys
For love was not my pursuit
Women not my honey
I cast my lot to war
To the sounding of the cannons
Where God's call was not enough to still my heart
And his Psalms insufficient to put the beat into my veins
Then there was the field
The brotherhood of men entrenched
Sided against a foe
Different in color and in face
Yet all men cast in God's mold
Defined by causes set against one another
And toys to those whose lives
Were spent with so little honor
Still I stood firm
For my brothers were my peace
Guns like a mother's lullaby
And cannons the bells that signaled rest
The Jade Empire raised me up
Adorned me in its yellow raiment
While all Britannia called my name
And men of power shuffled to stand beside me
None of this my pleasure
But a necessary burden of my pursuits
Yet I was but another toy
A trifle in the hands of others
I descended then to the last great field
The war that could not be won
Upon the lands of the Muslims
Against their final imam
And no desire within me to murder such a man
But simply to do as I'd always done, upon the field of war
To preserve the lives of those in my protection
And with honor conduct myself to those against whom I was arrayed
But I was a mere trifle in the hands of men of power
That when the final signal had blown
And when the guns had ceased to fire
And night descended on my long day
When all the voices that had howled my name
Both in my heart and against it
And all my honor spent in one last huzzah
There was a cold moon that blackened on my evening
A truth that no help would be afforded
To a man once held up by men of power
For honor was not theirs
And my life was not a pride
I was but a toy
Set upon the board
Until the game was done
And the day had come to its end
And proud stood the imam
Though with tears for his fallen foe
Over Brittania's trifling hero
Body shattered upon the wall
Yet know that this trifling toy
Never chased for Britannia's honor
It was mine to have
And mine to lay down
All men come to the same end
But the path one takes is all the difference
Violets are grey
I'm colorblind
so yay.
I'm not really colorblind.
Here's one I've been working on for a while. I call it "Sick and Tired."
Every time I close my eyes
I slip away to paradise
No one knows why, but every time
You take a hit, You lose your mind
I'm sick and tired and I wanna go to bed
But the melodies you scream at me keep pounding in my head
You're left out in the freezing rain, just like you knew you would
Everything around you sucks, but still Life is good
I know it's terrible, but it's a work in progress.
To Sharpie black heart attacks
I will live on
I won't look back.
From every day lived to everyday dead, I will live on inside of my head.
Wait, that's not it...
Tried to steal what I kept in a locket.
He completed his task,
Then he put on a mask.
Now he happily lives on Nantucket ...
How you don't "give a shit".
Even when you are bitten by a snake,
Or clobbered by a rake,
You just shrug it off.
When it comes to food you are no scoff.
Everything's a potential meal,
As long as it has breath and can feel.
Don't you ever get ill?
Don't you ever feel a chill?
Not even a little shake or fit?
I guess not. For you do not give a shit.
A Sumatran Rat Monkey has got nothing on you,
And King Kong would rather go to a zoo,
Your streaks of black and white, not unlike a Badger or a Skunk,
Though those animals balls would truly be shrunk,
If they ever had to be in the same room as your poo,
But I wouldn't blame them, for I am afriad of you too!
*need to finish this later*
Total Fat 1g
Saturated Fat 0g
Trans Fat
Cholesterol 0mg
Sodium 7mg
Total Carbohydrate 36g
Dietary Fiber 11g
Sugars 6g
Protein 13g
DEATH
Filled with liquid that tastes like acid.
Cold to the touch. Metallic.
But I need them.
Or do I need them?
Extra energy to the system,
The surge of power,
Hydrolites working in unison to make me feel top of the world!
Yet, after a while that passes.
Like Icarus that flew to close the sun,
I crash and burn.
With each "cell" the effect diminishes,
And the recoil only grows stronger.
But I need them.
Did I ever need them?
Was it energy, or was it just time that I needed?
More time,
Better time,
Time to do both what I want to do, and what I need to do!
But I feel like I still need them.
Again, maybe it is not time, nor the energy, but the drive!
To change the man behind the wheel!
Could I trust the man that drives me?
Will he drive me to salvation or oblivion?
I do not know.
At least I think I do not know,
But then again, the answer may have already been there,
In the blind spot of the mind.
The place between the world of thought and the world of dreams,
A place where no clear path is set,
A place where its easy to get lost in the void without a guide,
But can I trust the man behind the wheel to lead me there?
Can I trust him to take me back?
By now, the cold fluid once again flows around my system.
It reaches the hands first,
My fingers quiver as the stuff overwhelms the nerves.
Then it reaches the feet,
They shake and tremble in awe of its power.
It reaches the heart,
The heart beats to a new rhythm now.
Finally, even the mind itself submits to its awesome force.
A mind of fire temporarily cooled and focused,
A mind able to do as it is commanded and more!
But can it truly see what it needs to do?
Again, is it the engine or the driver that needs to change?
The effect is already passing now,
The system has begun to shutdown once more,
I need to recharge!
I need to refuel!
But do I really need to?
Did I ever need to?
I wander forth till I get lost
In valley dark or forrest deep,
Where many trees and beasts asleep
Are waiting for the sun of Spring
When vernal birds begin to sing.
Roses are red (But are also available in other colours)
Violets are blue (No, there not. They're purple and it even states so in the name.)
I've got OCD and so have you. Or should it be CDO? Since I know how some people like listing acronyms alphabetically.
Violets are blue
Will you go out with me
Now I kidnapped you
Knock knock knock
Only taxes and cellophane
Hanging the filth out to dry
Frapuccino whore?
Evening falls.
Darkness takes hold of the Land.
Lanterns are lit in the Dark.
Guiding the Way.
Illuminating the Paths for weary travellers.
Strangers in this land,
Yet Siblings to us all.
Get back
Into the kitchen
Because that is where you belong
Fridge
It’s time to tell you, you’re in danger
Don’t look at me like I’m a stranger
This is only a friendly warning
Keep well away and you’ll be soaring
I’m telling you something here is gonna break the mould
You’ll thank me when you look back, when you are old
It’s time, everyone, to lock up your daughters
I’m telling you we’re entering hostile waters
We’re entering hostile waters
Something bad is gonna find us
We’re deep in hostile waters
We’d better leave before they catch us
It’s too late to turn back now
But we can get through I’ll show you how
Don’t lose your way now or go too fast
Because pretty soon you’ll be in the past
We need to leave these hostile waters
Or something bad is gonna find us
We got to get through these hostile waters
Or we’ll be letting them catch us
Come one everybody join in with me
We are going to leave this place you will see
Just walk on slowly through the night
Eventually you find a wondrous sight
You’ll know where you are as you’ll see
Something that you will recognise with me
You’ll see a wondrous sight
We’re leaving hostile waters tonight
We’re leaving these hostile waters
Something bad hasn’t found us
Say goodbye to these hostile waters
We’re leaving before they catch us
We have exited hostile waters
We lost whatever was looking for us
We have left these hostile waters
Nothing is ever gonna catch us
In these hostile waters
It should be stated that this was written in about 2009 (my previous one was a further few years before this one - I should really write again as I've not done so for a couple of years now) though the sentiments are somewhat still valid to certain extents.
Change Of View
I was on the forum tonight
Tryin' to find some peace of mind
I got told to be myself
And that's just fine
I went away to relax
To think about the things that was said
I realised that I'm young
I am happy with my life
But when I came back things had changed
I found out something that changed my view
I couldn't believe I was so deranged
It made me wake up and change my view
I'm back on the forum again
Couldn't believe my own selfishness
I need to take a firm grip and
Sort out my priorities
And when I came back things had changed
I found out something that changed my view
I couldn't believe I was so deranged
It made me wake up and change my view
I know that different people
Handle problems in different ways
I just wanted some support
But others need more than I
Please, don't take offence with my words
I just needed to clear my head
Don't worry, I know what to do with myself
I need live for each and every day
And when I came back things had changed
I found out something that changed my view
I couldn't believe I was so deranged
It made me wake up and change my view
I've changed my view
Watch out you'll set the jungle alight.