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ModrnEerie
10-30-2004, 09:12 PM
Feeling creative? Have a poem or two written down? A song? Post it here. I'll start off with some.

I never thought I would begin
to see a friend whose life would end.
I felt her live, I heard her cry,
I made her laugh, I saw her die.
She's forever in the corner of my eye,
She just walked by me--no, it's a passer-by.
I see her with me wherever I go,
and making it very hard to let go.
All the memories of days past,
I wish our time could everlast.
All she ever did was smile;
made her presence all worthwhile.
I do wish she could be with us today
They say she is; it doesn't feel that way.
Many times I sit and cry,
all I do is wonder why.
Why only this girl? What did she do?
She was a good friend, her heart always true.
I know if I'm patient, and live my life, then,
we'll all be united, in paradise with Jen.

Nitros
10-30-2004, 09:47 PM
i made this one myself:

I once knew a man whos name was Jim
his clothes were nice but his face was grim
whenever he was so very grim
hed always stick out his big chin
if anybody saw his chin
then they would point and laugh and grin
if he ever saw anybody grin
then he would take them for a spin
hed punch and shove and kick and sin
and then throw them in a recycling bin
so that is why if you see him then you should never laugh and grin

theres another guy i should talk about too
his name is bob and hes 42
and all he does is eat grass all day
and people who walked by would always say:
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
if he ever heard a "ha ha ha" then hed pull out a knife and saw
hed cut and slash and saw and kill
and then throw them off the edge of a hill
so that is why if you see him then you should never laugh and grin

Make up your own melody. but my melody works just fine.

ModrnEerie
10-30-2004, 09:57 PM
i made this one myself:
lol, pretty funny. Now I'll continue with a sandwich effect, which is a happy poem between two depressive ones. :p

"Red October"

Red leaves fall upon the pavement,
so pure, so untarnished,
dirtied with the red leaves,
red--the color of blood, leading deep
into my portal, my mind,
an empty street, one boy weeps,
days of memories past, eaten through time,
his mind of discontentment leads to tears,
his mind of happiness leads to tears,
he doesn't belong here--this horrid street,
the empty street of past memories
where the red leaves fall
and lead him to the reality,
the empty street no longer empty--
tampered with crisp blood,
he longs to go back, back to the empty street,
but he knows he doesn't belong,
into the current, the red leaves he will meet,
never to return
to the place where the sun burns,
where the grass is green,
and the water flows in the stream,
he belongs in the crowded place,
red leaves blow in his face,
the chips of blood blurrs his eyes,
he no longer sees--wishing he dies,
make the most of your time, young boy,
stop focusing on memories, they rarely hold joy,
they make you long for the past,
but the past is gone,
only you can make your future--
the past seconds are eaten through time,
make the best seconds,
for only you will look back on them in sorrow,
and each second only makes another red leaf appear.



If anyone can uncover the meaning of the red leaves, I'll give you a virtual hug...or cookie.

Dynomutt Megaship
10-30-2004, 10:39 PM
There were once writers who thought they were tokens
They all had peculiar scrotums
They each tried thier own hand
At the Fanfiction band
And pissed all over this forum

wildranger
10-30-2004, 10:40 PM
very interesting

ModrnEerie
10-30-2004, 10:43 PM
There were once writers who thought they were tokens
They all had peculiar scrotums
They each tried thier own hand
At the Fanfiction band
And pissed all over this forum
Ok Zarius we can stop complaining about PR fics, now.

Sasuke Uchiha
10-30-2004, 11:15 PM
O k... I will put down some Lithium Aurora songs.Hope you guys like

"Where Is The Youth" by Drago

Tea is for the fashioners
Countering their,foe the weak
The Languages evaluate my departure
The anger bounds by bloods accrued
Lies fold up to the Dog's pasing lay
Lines straighten up the pies whole
He fought well, but minds the whipping
That our minds are bared behind the Forks in the road

Predicted my minds takes
I lie awake
Wondering thrown natures sense
enjoin the pain i deal throw
play over again
beckon the call back
to the decanted of set backs
u order around ur pieces
Not knowing of who is the leader
Set down ur riot
cause to refuse
dance to ur beat
Just an ease fuse
side by side
we cover each other
row by row
we stand for another
smiles to sighs
we Unreliably slip on butter
buy ur time
we want the best for each other
Home is where i left my half
build and bald
hell is where my better respect holds
demented and stored
Our generation is worded on pity for attention
They don't like the pain
They dont like the pain
They dont like the pain
but its their air
and I love it,Autority Blows

Pressured is a word made of prefers
not emotion,like to seize
On our control,not by passion
We fight this battle,grounded and strong
So Andrea, Wake me up
Cause Im sick to my stomach
and want to throw up,You bore me
Your life isn't corrupted,Childhood was bliss

We dare not go on
living in types
We are blood
Life is our might's
Side by side
you criticize
row by row
u give up all hope
smiles to sighs
Money gives u pride
by ur time
Dark counters decide ur starvation
Nevermore Endless

Don't pressure yourself to buy out
Don't pressure yourself to depress out
They will win

Where is the youth?
Where is the youth?
Where is the youth?

Our generation is worded on pity for attention
They don't like the pain
They dont like the pain
They dont like the pain
but its their air
and I love it,Autority Blows

ModrnEerie
10-30-2004, 11:18 PM
The point of this is to show your own works...

Sasuke Uchiha
10-30-2004, 11:58 PM
Lol, It is my own work Crys.The band I am in is called Lithium Aurora.I write the lyrics/songs for the band.I'll take it off if you dont want it,but it was written by me and only me.

Alan Keller
10-31-2004, 12:02 AM
In honor for my love of superheroes. Here is a poem about a different kind of hero.

"Hero" by Alan Keller

I need a hero
To guide me to the light
I need a hero
To teach me what is right
I need to know I have
Someone I can trust
I can’t be afraid anymore.

I need a hero
To stand up for me
To put up a fight
And save me

I need to be held
I need to be loved by them
I need to know who I am
Please show me.

Help me
Bring me from the darkness
That was my life.
Hate me.
Show me real emotion.
Because I’m living in a façade of a world
They all lie to each other.
I need someone
Who won’t lie to me.

I need a hero.
Someone who will trust me.
To be on my defense
When I’m right.

I need someone
Who will know when I’m wrong
And when I’m lying.
Otherwise I won’t change at all.
And I need a change.

I need a hero.
Someone who’ll support me
And my decisions.
Please let me achieve my goals
And don’t hold me back.

I need someone
Who’ll make me feel special.
One of a kind.
I don’t want to be like everyone else.
I want to be unique.

I need someone who’ll
Stand up for themselves
And to teach me how to, too.
Other’s words can’t faze me
Because I have a hero like you.

I need a hero
Forgive and forget
Let go of everyone’s differences
And to not care about
Jealousy, rage, hate, and hurt.

I need a hero
A different kind of a hero
Please be my hero.
And save me.

-Keller

Dynomutt Megaship
10-31-2004, 12:10 AM
In honor for my love of superheroes. Here is a poem about a different kind of hero.

"Hero" by Alan Keller

I need a hero
To guide me to the light

He's gotta be strong, and he's gotta be fast, and he's gotta be...

...

...Nevermind, carry on :rolleyes:

ModrnEerie
10-31-2004, 09:48 AM
Lol, It is my own work Crys.The band I am in is called Lithium Aurora.I write the lyrics/songs for the band.I'll take it off if you dont want it,but it was written by me and only me.
Oh, I thought it was from some other band. :p

He's gotta be strong, and he's gotta be fast, and he's gotta be...

...

...Nevermind, carry on :rolleyes:
LMAO

ModrnEerie
10-31-2004, 09:58 AM
"Goodbye"

Hello, goodbye,
Watch me come, watch me go,
too twisted and sick, you don't know,
I raise you high, then drop you low,
I start to leave, and you beg no,
I am your happiness.
Hello, goodbye.

Splush
11-04-2004, 02:30 PM
If you ask me that "Hero" poem was written by Kimberly.

Magic Force
11-04-2004, 05:00 PM
I like that "Hero" poem. I doubt that it is "written by Kimberly".

It is very moving.

Good job Alan.

^V^

ModrnEerie
11-05-2004, 03:03 PM
"Bitch"

You’re a bitch
Plastic and shiny, like a toy,
Fake smiles follow an evil eye,
A fall follows the rise,
Enjoy the power now, false angel,
You’ll get yours—just wait,
The spotlight is on you, now,
Savor every drop of attention
which soon turns into drops of blood,
The blood is drawn by your own body,
Your wrists, your neck, your chest,
Knives struck from those around you—
The ones you smiled at, then pushed down,
You fall yourself—you’re dying, dying, dead,
Now you know how everyone feels,
You thought they loved you
No one loves you
You’re a bitch.

TBF
11-05-2004, 09:13 PM
Some songs made up for me and one of my friend's CD A.S.S. (Awesome Screwed Songs):

The Revised version of "Hush Little Baby":

Hush, little baby, go fuck a cow;
And everyone be watchin' you, thinkin' "Wow".
If that cow don't wanna fuck,
I'll give you a dick to suck;
If that dick just don't taste right,
I'll give you a mob to fight.
If the mob dies right away,
I'll give you a bear to play;
If that bear beats the heck outta you,
I will shoot it with a shoe.
If that shoe don't leave a bruise,
I'll take you on a Caribbean Cruise.
If the cruise sink right away,
I'll live my life without you wonderf'ly.
If I die with you,
I will shoot God with a shoe.
Then I'll probably go to Hell;
Ding!Ding!Ding! goes the Liberty Bell;
If the Liberty Bell cracks some more,
I'll give you my crack so you can make a s'more.
If that s'more tastes really bad,
I'll give you a possesed cat.
If that cat acts like a bitch,
I'll turn you in to a witch.
If I forget to give you a broom,
"Bye-bye! I'm gonna leave the room!"

I know, it's weird, but funny.

Here's the revised theme songs of Barney:

Beginning:

Barney is a big retard;
He lost his 'magination.
Lost his brain and now he's insane,
And we know what we're sayin'!

End:

I hate you,
You hate me.
Let's get together and kill Barney!
With a 4-by-4 and Barney on the floor;
No more purple dinosaur!

A song we made up on our own:

"Hello!"

Hello, nice that we meet;
Now can I throw you in the street?
(a line I don't reember)
'Cause my fart's stink, they stink like Hell;
Don't even try to ring my bell.
'Cause you'll drop dead, on the sidewalk;
We won't even get a chance to talk.
(don't remember the rest)

Based off "Santa Claus is Coming to Town"

"Santa Claus is Milking a Cow"

Oh,
You better drink milk,
You better not cry,
he wants to know if it tastes just right;
Santa Claus is milking a cow.
He milks while you are sleeping,
He milks when you're awake,
He wants to know if it tastes bad or godd,
Just say "Good" for godness sake!
Oh,
You better drink milk,
You better not cry,
He wants to know if it tastes just right;
Santa Claus is milking a cow!
Santa Claus is milking a cow!

A song based off a song we learned in music class last year:

"Good-Bye"

Leader: Good-bye there;
Group: Good-bye there;
Leader: How aren't you?
Group: How aren't you?
Leader: It's so bad,
Group: It's so bad,
Leader: To see you.
Group: To see you.
Leader: We'll kill and
Group: We'll kill and
Leader: Be angry.
Group: Be angry.
All: 'Cause we're all here together, again!


So, how do you like them?

Splush
11-05-2004, 09:56 PM
This is a poem Kimberly wrote (girl in my avatar):
The Thought of Gwenivere

My life was perfect and meaningful.
I married a man who was noble and true.
I was his queen his wife of pure.
For years we were happy and in love.
Till he became blinded by selfishness.
He went on a foolish quest to find himself.
But I saw the real him was with me.
Begging and crying he left for that journey.
And into my life rode a stranger.
His name was temptation in my eyes.
The words he spoke were of honey and wine.
Alone was I in sadness and heartache.
I was longing for love and he promised it
on the wings of cupid.
My heart followed his words.
I gave into love.
I was condemed for my decision by the man who
had left me to my misery.
To pay for the price of love.
I was to be left with only a broken heart for company.
The loving words I once heard disappeared liked the
sun when it sets.
He left me to my darkest hour.
The stranger appeared on cupids wings and
took me to a heaven


Wow tell Kim (whoever she is) that I really liked her poem.

Bitch
Bitch"

You’re a bitch
Plastic and shiny, like a toy,
Fake smiles follow an evil eye,
A fall follows the rise,
Enjoy the power now, false angel,
You’ll get yours—just wait,
The spotlight is on you, now,
Savor every drop of attention
which soon turns into drops of blood,
The blood is drawn by your own body,
Your wrists, your neck, your chest,
Knives struck from those around you—
The ones you smiled at, then pushed down,
You fall yourself—you’re dying, dying, dead,
Now you know how everyone feels,
You thought they loved you
No one loves you
You’re a bitch.


C14, awsome!

And Tommysbiggestfan, I loved those...did you make them up? (or our they school rymes)

Splush
11-05-2004, 10:00 PM
Here's a (realy bad) peom I wrote sometime last year...


A Hero…In Need.

A hero if one was ever.
Protector of the innocent.
Defender of the weak.
Enforcer of the peace.


Stronger than any man.
Faster than any beast.
Endowed with unimaginable powers.


But who protects him?
When he needs to cry, whose shoulder does he lean unto?
Who holds him tight promising everything will be all right?
When he falls who raises him to his feet?

Is being a hero worth the pain?
If all you can do is save others, who will save you…before it is to late?



- Splush

TBF
11-05-2004, 11:23 PM
And Tommysbiggestfan, I loved those...did you make them up? (or our they school rymes)
actually, my friends made them up, but I'm part of the group of people actually recording them.

ModrnEerie
11-06-2004, 07:02 PM
C14, awsome!
Thanks. Here's a follow-up.

"I'm Better"

There's a lot I could say about you,
To belittle you--that's not me,
But I could; have I the nerve?
Your hair, your clothes, your figure,
Your voice, your attitude--just you,
You're not a perfect one...
and yet, why do you criticize me?
There are many faults in you--
too many to count,
But I don't say these things.
I'm better.

TBF
11-18-2004, 06:37 PM
I have some awful poems in a notebook, but that's at school, but, umm....
*waiting 4 school to remember to bring notebook home*

Splush
11-18-2004, 06:40 PM
Thanks. Here's a follow-up.

"I'm Better"

There's a lot I could say about you,
To belittle you--that's not me,
But I could; have I the nerve?
Your hair, your clothes, your figure,
Your voice, your attitude--just you,
You're not a perfect one...
and yet, why do you criticize me?
There are many faults in you--
too many to count,
But I don't say these things.
I'm better.

Deep...*snaps*

dumbass
11-18-2004, 09:15 PM
Untitled Love:

Give me a Chance

Maybe it's not love,
Maybe you were right.
But I will not Let go,
At least not without a fight.

Give me a chance,
I'm sure we can win.
Help me help you.
I want to see you grin.

Maybe it's not love,
Maybe I was wrong.
I cannot let go,
I won't sing that sad, sad song.

You gave me a chance,
I am so blessed.
You love me,
And I’m totally obsessed.

--Ginger K. Manke

PS: This is for my one and only.

TBF
11-18-2004, 09:24 PM
This is for my one and only.
let me guess, Kyle?

dumbass
11-18-2004, 09:24 PM
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! My Fungus. <3 Alex.

TBF
11-18-2004, 09:27 PM
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! My Fungus. <3 Alex.
yay u. wait till i tell dad! *goes upstairs*

dumbass
11-18-2004, 09:32 PM
Dude..seriously....*hides under pillow* DAMN YOU MOTHER FUCKER!

Sasuke Uchiha
11-19-2004, 09:04 PM
I wrote this one a couple of days ago and just got done with the solo.It's all acoustic and directed in my last relationship with Erica


Long Distance Age *LDA*


It's been to long,without You and I
Blurtal turnmoal,You scent is beside
I can't quite grasp at the reason why
I am left here and turned inside....out

Perhaps I am frustrated and to blame
I take all this pride and cast it in shame
Actually,Wisdom was my agenda and Arragants came
Thanks to the blessing I travel insane...this far

I didn't want you
I didn't want you to leave
I didn't want you

Oblivion,Long Distance Age.

Your language was martyr as mine was edify
Verbal oridain came to clearify
Surroundes happen and we both deny
Disconcent follow and I desire the why.....I tryed

I didn't want you
I didn't want you to leave
I didn't want you

Oblivion,Long Distance Age

I took it for granted,Your lips came apart
You indirly tried to change,but seldom I came to sort
You live on time and I can't stick around

I must have you
I must have you gone
I must have you

Oblivion....LDA.

Peaceful,for a change

dumbass
11-20-2004, 02:35 PM
Drago...that's awesome. *nodnod* I wish I was that good at writing poetry. I personally favor writing stories, but you know, a poem here, a poem there...ANYWAYS...nice jop peepz.

Sasuke Uchiha
11-20-2004, 07:47 PM
Drago...that's awesome. *nodnod* I wish I was that good at writing poetry. I personally favor writing stories, but you know, a poem here, a poem there...ANYWAYS...nice jop peepz.

Thanks,That means a lot.Have you ever put a story on this board?I like to check it out.Thanks again!

TBF
11-20-2004, 10:56 PM
Thanks,That means a lot.Have you ever put a story on this board?I like to check it out.Thanks again!
dude, she's my sister. read the 2nd page of Tommy Attack!, and gather what you can about her.

Sasuke Uchiha
11-21-2004, 06:40 AM
dude, she's my sister. read the 2nd page of Tommy Attack!, and gather what you can about her.
Hahaha,Ok.Everything is coming clear now.

dumbass
11-21-2004, 10:12 AM
*snorts* That isn't anything. I'm a wannabe goth, a loser, and I luff nerds. 13~I luff to write. *huggles notebook names Fluffy* My guitar's name is Larry...Hillary actually. But I call her Larry. I have a stuffed platapus named Duckie...my 2 cat's names are Bobby-Joe and Sadie...they're hillbillys. Did I mention that my best friend is almost a crossdresser?

TBF
11-21-2004, 12:12 PM
BOBBY-JOE IS MINE!

YOU WANT HIM TO DIE!

MEAN SISTER!

*takes Bobby-Joe far away from dumbass, who was holding a butcher knife*

dumbass
11-21-2004, 02:32 PM
Damn you TBF...he was about gone too. *holds Sadie* SADIE & ME SHALL RULE THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!

TBF
11-21-2004, 04:51 PM
Damn you TBF...he was about gone too. *holds Sadie* SADIE & ME SHALL RULE THE WORLD!!!!!!!!!!
*pulls out Stair-O-Matic* *grabs Sadie* *throws Sadie down Stair-O-Matic*

HAHA! Now it's THREE times!

*repeats*

FOUR!

dumbass
11-21-2004, 06:04 PM
*pokes TBF* I'm telling mommy. *sniffles*

TBF
11-21-2004, 06:15 PM
*pokes TBF* I'm telling mommy. *sniffles*
*pulls out machine gun* SNIFFLE ABOUT THIS! *shoots at Sadie*

dumbass
11-22-2004, 05:06 PM
Jackass. Anyways....we both know that everybody loves me more than you. I WANT MORE POEMS! :mad: ARRRFLEGLOMP!

PhantomReo
11-22-2004, 05:12 PM
*snorts* That isn't anything. I'm a wannabe goth, a loser, and I luff nerds. 13~I luff to write. *huggles notebook names Fluffy* My guitar's name is Larry...Hillary actually. But I call her Larry. I have a stuffed platapus named Duckie...my 2 cat's names are Bobby-Joe and Sadie...they're hillbillys. Did I mention that my best friend is almost a crossdresser?Your name suits you very well.

ModrnEerie
11-22-2004, 06:35 PM
*snorts* That isn't anything. I'm a wannabe goth, a loser, and I luff nerds. 13~I luff to write. *huggles notebook names Fluffy* My guitar's name is Larry...Hillary actually. But I call her Larry. I have a stuffed platapus named Duckie...my 2 cat's names are Bobby-Joe and Sadie...they're hillbillys. Did I mention that my best friend is almost a crossdresser?
What the fuck is your problem? Stop spamming.

dumbass
11-23-2004, 05:39 PM
Eat my shit, luberboy. *laughs evilly* Why won't you pplz get the pic? I'm smarter than you. Anyways. here's another poem.

Roses are red,
Ashes are black,
What the fuck?
I've got Plaque?
^for the dentist dudes out there....

ModrnEerie
11-23-2004, 05:40 PM
Eat my shit, luberboy. *laughs evilly* Why won't you pplz get the pic? I'm smarter than you. Anyways. here's another poem.

Roses are red,
Ashes are black,
What the fuck?
I've got Plaque?
^for the dentist dudes out there....
Seven day ban for spamming. If you try to return, both names will be banned permanently.

Splush
11-23-2004, 05:41 PM
Damn't C14 beat me to it.

iToshi
11-23-2004, 05:52 PM
uhh guys im not trying to be rude but dumbass said (im talking to her right now) that poem is a friends. PLEASE DONT BAN ME! *whimper* ill be good

ModrnEerie
11-23-2004, 05:53 PM
uhh guys im not trying to be rude but dumbass said (im talking to her right now) that poem is a friends. PLEASE DONT BAN ME! *whimper* ill be good
I don't care about the poem. There are many other things said in the thread that were completely unnecessary. Tell her to wait her seven days.

iToshi
11-23-2004, 05:58 PM
done mon capitian!

TBF
11-23-2004, 09:07 PM
Seven day ban for spamming. If you try to return, both names will be banned permanently.
FINALLY! YAY Crystaranger14! MY SISTER IS FINALLY BANNED! YAY! :005:

*please don't ban me, you see, I'm her little bro, so I HAVE to annoy her...

TBF
11-23-2004, 09:08 PM
Your name suits you very well.
she's my sister, what do ya expect?

she don't even like PR

TBF
11-24-2004, 11:28 AM
okay, getting back on-topic, finally, the poems I promised earlier in the thread:

Boredom

Boredom is boring,
and bored am I.
I am so bored,
I'm surprised I haven't snored!
Bored, bored, bored
i'm as bored as a board.
I'm so bored I can't think
what to boredly write.
So here comes the boring end
of my boring, bad poem.
I am bored.
Good boring bye.



Money

Money, money, money;
I love money!
Money is good,
money is fun.
Now I'll go to have some fun!
Buying toys, and other stuff,
as long as it's not made of fluff.
Money, cash, dough, dollar;
"Can i have a dollar?"


both by Joe Manke

iToshi
11-24-2004, 07:17 PM
FINALLY! YAY Crystaranger14! MY SISTER IS FINALLY BANNED! YAY! :005:

*please don't ban me, you see, I'm her little bro, so I HAVE to annoy her...

thats VERY true

TBF
11-24-2004, 08:52 PM
thats VERY true
I know *grins*

iToshi
11-24-2004, 09:29 PM
btw im talking to ginger "josephina" ^^ at this moment *bowser laugh*MWUHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!

Splush
11-24-2004, 09:56 PM
btw im talking to ginger "josephina" ^^ at this moment *bowser laugh*MWUHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!

We have.....Meh, I let someone else say it.

TBF
11-24-2004, 10:06 PM
We have.....Meh, I let someone else say it.
spamming?

TBF
11-25-2004, 04:12 PM
a song I learned from my friend:

Parody of "We Wish You a Merry Christmas": "I Wish You Died Last Christmas":

I wish you died last Christmas,
because I really hate you.
I would have killed you myself,
but the hit man was cheap.

Good tidings to you,
while you burn in Hell.
I hope you burn to death,
but... Oh wait! You're already dead!

TBF
11-25-2004, 10:48 PM
Jingle bells,
Batman smells,
Robin laid a gun!
Shot a tree and made it pee
in *199*1!

^Parody of Jingle Bells
The digits in *'s can be replaced by any three digits to make a year

Full Batman-related Jingle Bells:

Batman's in the kitchen,
Robin's in the hall,
Batgirl's in the bathroom,
peeing on the wall!

Oh, Jingle Bells!
Batman smells!
Robin laid an egg!
Batmobile
lost a wheel,
and Joker *got away*!

the *got away* can be replaced by "did ballet"

ModrnEerie
12-12-2004, 10:13 PM
For my English class, we had to compare ourselves to inanimate objects.

“Pill”

Why am I here, what am I for?
You only hide me away in your top drawer,
and take me out in frustration
for your cheap, self-gratification.
Some people want me around,
some people want me bound.
I can make you cry
though half the time I don’t try.
I make you laugh, I make you scream,
I make you sleep and have bad dreams.
Some people love me,
but some people hate me.
Sometimes, you look forward for me to see you,
although most times I’m an obstacle you want to get through.
It’s the story of my tragic life,
my existence, your strife.
I lay in my bottle and ponder everything,
my body sleeps and it begins to sting.
I sit alone and wonder why I’m here, still,
for I, myself, am just a pill.

Magic Force
02-16-2005, 05:51 PM
This I actually wrote as a song. So..it does indeed repeat what would be the chorus.

"Running Away"

You are nothing to me
I’ve tried, I’ve lied, I’ve even let you be
But its wrong
I can’t go on
I’m drowning in my own misery.

I’m all alone here
I cannot breath here
I’m slipping away, slowly
I want to go home
This isn’t my home
I shouldn’t be stuck here any longer

Running away
Leaving behind all the things that I thought
I could live without
I need you now more than ever
I’m not as strong as you think I am.
I’m running away in my mind.

There’s nothing left to do, now
That you’re gone, you’re never coming back
I thought I’d see you before I left
But that never happened
Now I’ve lost my chance
It made me think
It made me sick
I did not realize
How I’ve been so thick

Running away
Leaving behind all the things hat I thought
I could live without
I need you now more than ever
I’m not as strong as you think I am
I’m running away in my mind

Leave me be
I’m no longer necessary
I’m gonna walk away
No reason left for me to stay
Stop me if I’m wrong
It is the last chance
Nothing’s gonna stop me, but you
Oh, save me

Running away
Leaving behind all the things I thought
I could live without
I need you now more than ever
I’m not as strong as you think I am
I’m running away in my mind

Slipping away
Leaving behind I thought I could move on
I can’t live without you
I need something to hold on to
I’m not that strong, I’m weaker than ever
I’m slipping away from my own life

Save me
Lend me a hand
Help me
Bring me back to my old self
I’m running away
Slipping away
Nothings the same anymore

~MF~

TBF
02-16-2005, 10:27 PM
damn, this is an old thread.

Magic Force
02-17-2005, 04:37 PM
Well hey! I've been writing lyrics recently and thought I'd post them.

~MF~

Splush
04-21-2005, 03:14 PM
Erase

Troubled past.
The future not to bright; the room is dim;
The windows forever barred shut tight;
Never again able to emit light.

Painful paths journeyed in his short but taunted past.
Filled with ridiculing laughs.
Judging eyes; constantly follow, making fun of this young fellow’.

They will regret what they did when judgment comes,
But Gods hands are bounded until around the age of roughly 81.

Lie to me, whisper in my ear that everything is all right.

Erase it all.
Take the pain; free me.

Close to the edge, ready to fall off a mountain stories tall.
When I reach the ground will remnants be found?
Will I even ever be discovered he thought out loud?
Even if I was who cares? No one, not a person at all.
No grieving for me not even a tear,
No, not one lush eye dabbed with a handkerchief as they pretended to cry.

I Wipe my tear away gently.

From a view above I peer down and I look around.
Nothing there, only cool summer air and a few birds getting in a huff over a meal,
How simple life for them must feel.

I chose not to see the scared slender figure,
It would only make my emotional torment bigger.
In the distance you run to my rescue,
I’m sorry you have to witness this but God bless you.

I remain to retain the lie;
Pretending your not there.
But down inside, I know it a pathetic excuse of a lie.
I can’t bare to look you straight into your panicking eyes.

Can you catch, I hope you can’t.
Life won today, and I lost in every way.

Peace awaits at the bottom.
Or will you open your arms?

Save me, loose me all the same.
Live or die; nothing to loose, nothing to gain.

Here I go. Get ready.
As I fall, for the first time in a long while I smile.
The end is near.
To save me; a waste of time. When did you appear?
I’ve looked for you the longest while.
The end is near.

I see you. Oh, how blind I was! Maybe this is a mistake…
The end is near.
Enough! I except my doomed fate.
---

I count the seconds.
They tease me as they move with a deliberate dawdling pace.

Blind you were, but so was I .
Only if I knew the price for sight was for you to die.

I try to bravely oppose your Grim Reaper as it beckons;
It can see through my poorly acted façade.
His scythe gleaming mocking me to try;
Knowing all well if I do, I to will die.

Can’t you hear my heart attempt to repent in a selfish cry;
So many memories could have been, but now never will be .
Opportunities thrown away casually cast into the sea of misery.

My love never expressed, but I no longer continue that lie.
At least for me, I plead don’t die.

My heart bleeds.
I am to weak.
So many warnings I ignored to heed.
Snubbed by me you were ,
For how long inside did you mutely bleed?
My stomach filled with butterflies sick and meek.

The end is near.

Always there for me,
But in your time of need I am weak.

Always there with a shoulder to offer; many times it was used.
A rock for me you’d always be,
but invisible you remained;
for the most part disregarded.
Used when needed, but when in need was left.
It’s a wonder that never once your heart hardened.

Broken; I fall to my knees.

My cheeks are damp, hopeless I tilt my head to the sky,
Midnight blue dangerously entrancing to the eye.
What about the Angels who live in the clouds,
Watching upon us from heaven ever so high.
Is that the place we go to when we die?
If I don’t make it in time will he rest peacefully,
Up above ?
Or will his soul travel down?
Her eyes involuntarily glancing to the ground

Underneath she envisioned a horrible prison,
Bursting with torment and flames.
Filled with sights that would scar the human vision.
A dark lonely world with a hellish mission.

All it’s citizens paying for crimes in a city ablaze.
Little red demons marching around looking for tricks to play.
Moans and screams of pain echoed in a constant state of unearthly disarray.

A hellish world she envisioned,
One the he would soon call his own private prison.
No. She would not let it.
She couldn’t fail his survival depended upon it.


The end is near.

Broken; My will gone.
Ashamed I can not carry on.
I try to move, instead I sob a sad tune.
Can our love get us through?

Nothing more I can do, clenching the earth’s stale dirt for strength. I pray/
With everything I am, and more that I am not. I pray/
My body shivers, my heart quivers, my hands shake, and my head quakes. I pray/
My fingers curl, my mind in a nauseating twirl. I pray.

The end is near.

The world froze.
Sympathy felt for the two lovers souls.
A miracle granted, rare and enchanted.
The atmosphere grew bright, and filled with daylight
emerging suddenly, even startling the sleeping night.

The air filled with snow white doves.
Majestic; soaring through the sky,
With ease only granted to those animals who could fly.
A pure creation of God deeply appreciated by the human eye.

Heaven interfered,
Answering a desperate plea.
Draining is the ocean of misery depleting steadily.

Behold true love; impossible to overthrow or unfold.
Often foolishly ignored or ignorantly denigrated;
These naive teens though reckless as is the nature of their adolescents learned a pious lesson.


The end is near, finally at last.
Peace is restored.
The two “soul-mates” uniting their love for one and another .



Their intentions pure.
For a broken heart there is but one cure.
The joy overwhelming, together at last,
The cure was no longer missing,; found at last.

How those quite moments are adored.
Remembered for ever never to be ignored.

The end is near.
The flames of affection in their eyes sincere.
Silence dominates;
no fear for times like these useless words tend to disappear.

All was known, without being said as….
The end is near.
She brushed away a streaming tear.

- Splush

Splush
04-21-2005, 09:41 PM
A Hero…In Need.

A hero if one was ever.
Protector of the innocent.
Defender of the weak.
Enforcer of the peace.


Stronger than any man.
Faster than any beast.
Endowed with unimaginable powers.


But who protects him?
When he needs to cry, whose shoulder does he lean unto?
Who holds him tight promising everything will be all right?
When he falls who raises him to his feet?

Is being a hero worth the pain?
If all you can do is save others, who will save you…before it is to late?

-Splush

Splush
04-21-2005, 09:43 PM
I liked these when I wrote them... but not so much anymore.


The Company

They say misery loves company.
Then why am I so lonely?
Have nothing to loose, wouldn't give a fuck if I died.
Nothing to loose means nothing to gain.
Watch out I'm going to do something insane.
Seems sad, don't cry.
Leave me alone, let me be, my only company shall be-
misery.

- Splush

Deadly Fun

I put down the bottle of henesy,
The darkness gone temporarly.
But the sadness still lays deep.
Soon I'll be better, no more pain.
Remember that shit I said about going insane,
I told ya'll I wasnt playing.
I invented a new game, one that will last and end everything in one day.
Load the clip, my stomach starting to feel sick.
My hands shaking, I feel the steel tip.
Should I be crying.
Got any last wishes? Not One? Okay,
Sure Goodbye.
CLICK!

- Splush

Biggest Foe

My biggest foe is always close.
When I sleep so does he.
I hate him with all my will.
Though are pain and gain may be the same.
When I die so will he.

- Splush

os_prfan
04-21-2005, 09:44 PM
Fetid darkness blankets my path,
rendering sight useless.
I walk slowly, cautiously,
my short, faltering steps leading me ever onwards
towards a future I do not know or care to understand.
Wind, thin as a whisper, swirls around me,
bringing with it a biting cold that chills me to my bones.
I draw my cloak closer, it’s velvet skin shielding me,
protecting me from the elements.
The wet, watery ground sinks to accommodate
feet that have grown numb from trudging.
I shudder, spasms racking my body
as pain invades my perceptions
as would an unwanted guest, denying me rest.
The air grows colder,
rendering my garments useless to me.
I fall to my knees, breath beginning to leave my lungs,
as I try desperately to keep hold of life.
Feeling begins to drift away,
leaving me newborn on the dark path.
I let the void take me,
sinking into the warm embrace of nothingness.

Splush
04-21-2005, 09:48 PM
Eeek :eek: ... Now that I am re-reading these I realize they suck... :shame: Whatever - at one point and time these poems reflected my feeling so I am still going to post them..

The Ugly Beauty

Some say you're ugly
But how can that be
To me you are all that could ever be
All I see is beauty
For there is no definition for you worthy
Dont ever listen to what the others say
Later they will regret what they used to say
For now they are blind, ignorance a daily occurance in their life
If you are so ugly, why does my heart stop in my chest when I look into your eyes
Corny I know, but true
Life would be so much better if I never met you
For though you don't feel the same I love you

Love

Why do I try to reach when I know I can't grasp?
Can't you see me?
Can't you here me?
Tired of trying.
When I say I'm giving up, I know I am lying.
It's nature I am a slave to,
Can't break away from it's ignorance or stubborn will.

Splush
04-21-2005, 09:54 PM
Fetid darkness blankets my path,
rendering sight useless.
I walk slowly, cautiously,
my short, faltering steps leading me ever onwards
towards a future I do not know or care to understand.
Wind, thin as a whisper, swirls around me,
bringing with it a biting cold that chills me to my bones.
I draw my cloak closer, it’s velvet skin shielding me,
protecting me from the elements.
The wet, watery ground sinks to accommodate
feet that have grown numb from trudging.
I shudder, spasms racking my body
as pain invades my perceptions
as would an unwanted guest, denying me rest.
The air grows colder,
rendering my garments useless to me.
I fall to my knees, breath beginning to leave my lungs,
as I try desperately to keep hold of life.
Feeling begins to drift away,
leaving me newborn on the dark path.
I let the void take me,
sinking into the warm embrace of nothingness.


Good job man. Don't be afraid to post more.

By the way, for this thread be easy on the critisisms. Poems reflect our feelings and are a form of self expression, these are things no one has the right to deny us of.

ModrnEerie
04-21-2005, 09:55 PM
There's already a poetry thread, but whatever.

Splush
04-21-2005, 10:00 PM
There's already a poetry thread, but whatever.

That hasn't been posted in for months, I thought you guys wouldn't mind me making a knew one. Is it okay?

C14, or ModrnRomance13, why don't you post some of your stuff?

ModrnEerie
04-21-2005, 10:04 PM
Or I can just merge them..

os_prfan
04-21-2005, 10:06 PM
Or I can just merge them..

That works too.

Splush
04-21-2005, 10:07 PM
Or I can just merge them..

That works to.

Sabrina
04-21-2005, 10:08 PM
I Ran Over The Taco Bell Dog Lyrics

I was driving around in old Mexico,
I got lost and didn't know which way to go,
I was confused, it was late and I was in a fog,
I ran over the Taco Bell dog.

I felt that smush and I said, "Oh mama"
My low rider crushed that little Chihuahua.
I prayed for forgiveness in a Synagogue,
I ran over the Taco Bell dog.

If I am caught they will put me in a cell with 20 locks,
Unless I can pin it on Jack in the Box.
I'll be whipped, then beaten and then I'll be flogged,
I ran over the Taco Bell dog.

His last words were, "Yo quiero el medico",
I flattened that pup, to Hell I would go.
I should of skipped driving and gone for a jog,
I ran over the Taco Bell dog.

I ran over the Taco Bell dog.

I ran over the Taco Bell dog.

ModrnEerie
04-21-2005, 10:12 PM
For my English class, we had to compare ourselves to inanimate objects.

“Pill”

Why am I here, what am I for?
You only hide me away in your top drawer,
and take me out in frustration
for your cheap, self-gratification.
Some people want me around,
some people want me bound.
I can make you cry
though half the time I don’t try.
I make you laugh, I make you scream,
I make you sleep and have bad dreams.
Some people love me,
but some people hate me.
Sometimes, you look forward for me to see you,
although most times I’m an obstacle you want to get through.
It’s the story of my tragic life,
my existence, your strife.
I lay in my bottle and ponder everything,
my body sleeps and it begins to sting.
I sit alone and wonder why I’m here, still,
for I, myself, am just a pill.

Here's another...

I never thought I would begin
to see a friend whose life would end.
I felt her live, I heard her cry,
I made her laugh, I saw her die.
She's forever in the corner of my eye,
She just walked by me--no, it's a passer-by.
I see her with me wherever I go,
and making it very hard to let go.
All the memories of days past,
I wish our time could everlast.
All she ever did was smile;
made her presence all worthwhile.
I do wish she could be with us today
They say she is; it doesn't feel that way.
Many times I sit and cry,
all I do is wonder why.
Why only this girl? What did she do?
She was a good friend, her heart always true.
I know if I'm patient, and live my life, then,
we'll all be united, in paradise with Jen.

Splush
04-21-2005, 10:15 PM
For my English class, we had to compare ourselves to inanimate objects.

Here's another...

I never thought I would begin
to see a friend whose life would end.
I felt her live, I heard her cry,
I made her laugh, I saw her die.
She's forever in the corner of my eye,
She just walked by me--no, it's a passer-by.
I see her with me wherever I go,
and making it very hard to let go.
All the memories of days past,
I wish our time could everlast.
All she ever did was smile;
made her presence all worthwhile.
I do wish she could be with us today
They say she is; it doesn't feel that way.
Many times I sit and cry,
all I do is wonder why.
Why only this girl? What did she do?
She was a good friend, her heart always true.
I know if I'm patient, and live my life, then,
we'll all be united, in paradise with Jen.

Whats the object?

ModrnEerie
04-21-2005, 10:17 PM
What are you talking about? I quoted my first poem since you asked me to post some of mine. Then I posted another poem I wrote back in January that never got posted here.

Splush
04-21-2005, 10:33 PM
What are you talking about? I quoted my first poem since you asked me to post some of mine. Then I posted another poem I wrote back in January that never got posted here.

My mistake. I thought you were qouting your previous poem for the subjects were related, meaning I thought that was another object poem. My bad.


Yea... Now the poem makes sense... Wow, I feel like an ass due to the subject matter of your poem.

Sasuke Uchiha
04-02-2007, 04:24 AM
Bloodshot Daze, Emotional Impediment
Pleasant Horizon, Alcohol Driven Settlement.
Fate Embraces Her Damsel In Distress.
My Cold Beaten Shoulder, She Lays Her Head Arrest

Suffer, Complain
Propose A Vow
Enrolls An Apprehension.
Bash It In, Bash It In, Bash it In, Bash It In!

Can It Be Silent? Is Grief That Vague.
Place Your Hands With Mine
Abandonment's Broken Plague.

Pre-Chorus
As She Running From The Door,
Enticement Draws Down and Arose.
Her Face A Portrait, Illuminating Rapport.
She Then Seizes My Soul, Freeing Me To Impose.

Chorus
I'm Afraid Of What You Can Do To Me
I'm Getting Off To What I Can Do For You.
And It Falls....

Suspenseful Smile, Bittersweet Wish,
Keep'em Separated, Passionate Kiss.
Disrespect My Prior Obligation.
Staying Stagnate, Drains All My Concentration

Damage, Baggage
Contrasting Fortune
Deficiency Attempt To Remain
Shove It Up, Shove It Up, Shove It Up, Shove It Up, Shove It Up

Lustful Discharge, Every Glare We Take
I Can't Get My Head Outside Of You,
Doubts Lie Within Stomach Aches

Pre-Chorus
As She Running From The Door,
Enticement Draws Down and Arose.
Her Face A Portrait, Illuminating Rapport.
She Then Seizes My Soul, Freeing Me To Impose.

Chorus
I'm Afraid Of What You Can Do To Me
I'm Getting Off To What I Can Do For You.
I'm Afraid Of What You Can Do To Me
I'm Getting Off To What I Can Do For You.
I'm Afraid Of What You Can Do To Me
I'm Getting Off To What I Can Do For You.
And It Directs Down Your Face
In A Flash, It's Vanish Without A Trace
Singled Out, Left With Mercy and Displace
....From This Hidden Place

Interpretation Of My Vagrant Decent
A Cup Of Coffee, I Can Get Your Consent
Four Legged Creature, Tattooed Tiedie.
I Can Hardly Vent, My Miracle Allies.

Cosmic Dreamer
08-14-2009, 08:25 PM
well i didnt want to do a whole new thread so i Searched for this one.

let me add one. see if you guys can guess what its about.


My Sanctus Canon In F Sharp

Oh moon my dream you weave
Of stars and waves and hope crashing on the rocks
Like the hardest drink at the bar
My eyes may be awake but my mind is a balloon of heavy
I hold my heart into the light
As it reflects my soul like a glass stained window

Sanctus oh very sanctus
This canon that fires a yodelling echo
In more seconds than minutes
In F Sharp melody whistles
Of a haunting nightmare addiction

Water underneath me dancing to my ripples
Asking the sun to stay longer secluded in the horizon
As I continue to inhale this botanical cloud
So to come out when the moon has finished its affair
Solemnly, carefully, mesmorizing like only it can
Choir singing the chorus as Im lifted to heaven above

Sanctus oh very sanctus
Use the bones in my body like a xylophone
And orchestrate from the notes in my blood
The glorious of melodys
Call forth a dream to have

My reflection melts into my eyes and again
Adorns the lines of dreams and wishes
A very fine dust brought down by angels
One deep journey like a shooting star in reverse
And hitting the sun to hypnotize the moment

Sanctus oh very sanctus
I lay on this rock gazing into forever
A lit cigarette in hand
And its smoke spells out my thoughts
Telling me what i too soon forgot