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Your own poems; if you write

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Here is a chance to post your own poetry or anything that touches your heart. I have written poetry since junior high school. Here is one of mine.

Floating in a sea of emptiness.
How did it come to be?
Creating a world of tears which have become my own sea.
Looking back at my past and reaching for it fast.
As I sadly realize it has come to pass.
Looking into an empty mirror wondering where to go?
Watching the sun melt the beloved snow.
Dancing with desire to live and to die.
Tossed between smiles and cries.
Silently waiting and patientally watching the time go bye.
 

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I'll help your thread out a bit, but I'll only do one....

"Man's Nature"

In my dream, the world had suffered a terrible disaster.
A black haze shut out the sun, and the darkness was alive with the moans and screams of bloodied, wounded people.
Suddenly, a small light glowed.
A candle flickered into life, a symbol of desperate hope for millions.
A single tiny candle, shining in the ugly dark.
.....I laughed and blew it out.
 
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"Ashes"

A man sits in his easy chair;
With increasing violence, he clicks his remote,
Sneering at the flickering images.
Eyes bloodshot with repressed rage,
He feels uneasy, like his insides are boiling
And he begins to feel fevered.

The emotional flames
That lick and nibble and gnaw at his soul
Turn their infernal tongues to his flesh
Burn him from within
Until, sitting in a heat-singed recliner
Lies a warped and twisted remote control
And a small heap of greasy black ash.
 

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December 7th, 1941

Winter in Hawaii

Has come early this year

A nip in the air
 

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This is my most recent draft, yet unfinished/titled.


I hear the voices they cry from within,
Could be its too late, still, I listen,
One asks myself why, one what must I do,
As another voice cries, in desperation for you.

Guilt rules my fate, my seething heart shattered,
If its too late, then why does it matter,
And then a soft shaded whisper, distant yet true,
Is the voice that is hers, this love I once knew.

I like your style alphieb I'm trying to convert the last line first verse/stanza to make better sense with the last line second verse/stanza..?
Eventually I will put it to song..:smile:
 
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alphamale said:
Notice: Only politically correct poems are allowed here.
Or non-antagonizing and non-flaming...:shrug:
 
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The Sea Beside Me

The sultry air filled...
somewhere glowing, stilled
My eyes wondered across your face
and noticed your eyes, blue-green, from the chase
Lately, youv'e been following me
Closely, yet from the distance, me.
Why... I do not know
You will never show
Some would approach
Others would poach
but you, different..
the air insufficient
My breath, salty, your essence
the wind on my face, your presence.
It is you, I've seeked
It's you I know...
The sea, my sweet beautiful, sea...

Needs a little work but :shrug:
 

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Roses are red
Violets are blue
I have a Brigadier Inox
And it’s pointed at you....:smile:


Do I win?.....:doh
 

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I posted this in another thread along time ago...but for me its worth posting again:

Upon the Death of the Loved One

There is no taste sweeter than that of the fruit forbidden
Condemned by God, yet still God-given.
And what of the gentle call of sin
Mellow sweet and sovereign?

Oh to revel in the night
Where wings of fantasy take flight
To ever turn my eyes away
From the vulgar light of day!

To live inside these dreams of mine
And take no note of date or time
Wrapped in soothing velvet dark
You and I would never part...

But you are gone and I am here
And I see the dawn is drawing near.
Your touch to me is nocturnal
Until my slumber is eternal.

I walk with longing through my day
And wish that I could go away
Into the abyss where you now dwell
And make a Heaven of your Hell.
 

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Oh alright....just one more. The thread seems to be kicking off....

"Petty Provocations"

In prehistoric times, it was the first of all labors -
To draw the lines to seperate your homeland from your neighbors'.

And almost from that moment, there began the great collisions -
For blood is often spilled when someone breaches those divisions.

The land has not existed that did not have some disorder -
When someone drew and someone crossed a simple man made border.
 

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I got one....


Coffee Break

We sat at the table-

In the heart of the city;
(American Venice)
Both I and she,
Flow by earth tone,
Casually,

Stir and sip hot tea.

We sat at the table-

In the heart of the city;
(Near the sea)
Both I and she.
Her eyes just glance,
Casually,

Her smile sweet
(I taste it on her lips)

Stir and sip hot tea.


We sat at the table-

In the heart of the city;
(Downtown New River Bend)
For a moment I felt,
For a moment I knew,
That love had held us two.

My eyes, they taste your lips,
My ears, they feel your longing.

American Venice,
The heart of the city,
Our eyes they met and knew-

We sat at the table,
We had a cup,

Stir and sip hot coffee.
 

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@_girL........ said:
The Sea Beside Me

The sultry air filled...
somewhere glowing, stilled
My eyes wondered across your face
and noticed your eyes, blue-green, from the chase
Lately, youv'e been following me
Closely, yet from the distance, me.
Why... I do not know
You will never show
Some would approach
Others would poach
but you, different..
the air insufficient
My breath, salty, your essence
the wind on my face, your presence.
It is you, I've seeked
It's you I know...
The sea, my sweet beautiful, sea...

Needs a little work but :shrug:
Aww... This is good. I wouldn't change a thing... Trust me that is where you get into difficulty/writer block. I especially like poems about the ocean/shore as I am a surfer and there it is my one true refuge.
jallman said:
I posted this in another thread along time ago...but for me its worth posting again:

Upon the Death of the Loved One

There is no taste sweeter than that of the fruit forbidden
Condemned by God, yet still God-given.
And what of the gentle call of sin
Mellow sweet and sovereign?

Oh to revel in the night
Where wings of fantasy take flight
To ever turn my eyes away
From the vulgar light of day!

To live inside these dreams of mine
And take no note of date or time
Wrapped in soothing velvet dark
You and I would never part...

But you are gone and I am here
And I see the dawn is drawing near.
Your touch to me is nocturnal
Until my slumber is eternal.

I walk with longing through my day
And wish that I could go away
Into the abyss where you now dwell
And make a Heaven of your Hell.
Wow... Fantastic! Originally inspired? I have always held a great appreciation for poetry in depth, as I believe it truly mirrors the author's soul, as well as all of whom are able to find co-relative truths therein.
 

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One of my best...



You should see the statue on Las Olas Riverwalk



I see a man, reaching towards a river (desperately)

I see the pain in his eyes, the fear…

That he may never see his country, his home again

He will never see his home again…



He alone knows the true wages of war

For he paid full price

And would gladly do it again

Shall the need arise

(I think maybe) More than pain… more than fear filled his eyes



He saw the western stars (I wonder if they saw him?)

I wonder if they can tell how hard he fought for them

How he gave his life, his hope,

To the western star sky

His dream American, to live

Cause to die,him, now lie



In an unmarked grave

Half a world away

He will never see his home again…

I see a man, I feel his sprit

Reaching towards a river desperately

Tears fall from his face freely-

Longing for the peace the river held for him so dearly

I pray now my country western stars see

I pray now my country western stars see…
 

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Apostle13 said:
Wow... Fantastic! Originally inspired? I have always held a great appreciation for poetry in depth, as I believe it truly mirrors the author's soul, as well as all of whom are able to find co-relative truths therein.

Thanks, man. Yes it was inspired by a life event...I lost someone very close to me and this poem was a means of letting go for now.
 

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This is my ode to a dayliliy, which you must promise to not take seriously, since I was drunk at the time and it is only reasonable to assume that a gardener drunk on danelion wine will wake up thinking he is Emily Dickinson at some point in his life and contemplate the flowering of the genus hemerocallis, each blossom having the distinction of lasting but a day. I have yet to flower, myself.



Ode toa daylily

The sun just kissed the blossom
A diamond dusted jewel
Suppose that he had failed to show
Oh, life would be too cruel

Her throat a golden symphony
Ethereal supreme
In spangled diadems her edge
Reflect his brilliant gleam

She felt herself exalted
A fluted, ruffled thing
This day for her what holiday
Meanwhile, her wheeling king

Arc'd slow across the heavens
In resolute travail
His passion fades in timed remorse
Upon her breath a wail

In evening light she staggered
Felt feebly for his lips
Her unanointed petalage
Contract in sad eclipse

And as he slips into the void
His lover to betray
Her dying voice calls out to him
"We reigned for but a day."
 

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Apostle13 said:
This is my most recent draft, yet unfinished/titled.
Okay... I think I got it... Makes a good song on the guitar. Still gotta create a chorus line..?

.........Voices.........

verse1
I hear the voices they cry from within,
Could be its too late, still, I listen,
One asks myself why, one what must I do,
As another voice cries, in desperation for you.

verse2
Guilt rules my fate, as I feel my heart shatter,
If its too late, then why does it matter,
And then a soft shaded whisper, distant yet true,
Is the one voice I long for, from the love we once knew.
 
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cnredd said:
Or non-antagonizing and non-flaming...:shrug:

Just NICE stuff. Ever noticed how all the world's great literature is NICE stuff? Stepford wives stuff - flowers, bunnies, sunhine ...:smile: Have a nice day!
 

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alphamale said:
Just NICE stuff. Ever noticed how all the world's great literature is NICE stuff? Stepford wives stuff - flowers, bunnies, sunhine ...:smile: Have a nice day!
I like bunnies...
Do you want a cookie?
 

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Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Some poems rhyme,
Some don't
 

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Ivan The Terrible said:
I got one....


Coffee Break

We sat at the table-

In the heart of the city;
(American Venice)
Both I and she,
Flow by earth tone,
Casually,

Stir and sip hot tea.

We sat at the table-

In the heart of the city;
(Near the sea)
Both I and she.
Her eyes just glance,
Casually,

Her smile sweet
(I taste it on her lips)

Stir and sip hot tea.


We sat at the table-

In the heart of the city;
(Downtown New River Bend)
For a moment I felt,
For a moment I knew,
That love had held us two.

My eyes, they taste your lips,
My ears, they feel your longing.

American Venice,
The heart of the city,
Our eyes they met and knew-

We sat at the table,
We had a cup,

Stir and sip hot coffee.


Very well written, interesting style. I like this very much
 

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Take my heart from me, do with it what you will
I hand it freely to the decayed fingers of deaths cold hand
Burning passion has charred the surface black
Cool rejection shatters the frozen blood
Such a useless piece of my life is this beating waste
I give it freely.....to you
For I have no need of this pain
I give it freely.....so you
Cannot destroy my love again



Scents abound in winters failing breath
Hints of life beneath dying snow
I have wished in secret for this death
Always hoping none will know
Green becomes my mothers skin
While grey and white grow old
Sunlight lends to me its grin
And laughs at winters cold



My blinded mind , a fragile thing
taking in the fascination of life
layers of experience covering the damage
inflicted
healing of wounded treasonous love
takes the time I cannot spare
broken lessons ,delayed progression of soul
rejected
stand alone as humble fool
bring the light with yourself, and see
the open roads of brighter days
projected
anothers path is not your own
and open eyes are far from blind
but only my own sight will show
 

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You people write good poems.
 
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Apostle13 said:
Aww... This is good. I wouldn't change a thing... Trust me that is where you get into difficulty/writer block. I especially like poems about the ocean/shore as I am a surfer and there it is my one true refuge.

Actually, re-writes are my specialty. I have this poem that is 5 page long, and it started out as 4 lines. I felt the 4 lines, wrote it down, and stuffed it into my back-pack for 2 months. I picked it up, wrote some more, then decided to type it out. It went from a depressing little poem to a poem about the WTC. Its called Building #2, actually. The five pages doesn't fill up the entire page, so its readable. I think its cool that the ocean is your true refuge, its mines also. Reminds me of home. The Past. The Present.
 

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GySgt said:
You people write good poems.
:clap: Yea... Thats a nice one Tecoyah... Maybe you could write my lyrics..?
 
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