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  • #306614

    @Forget Me Not wrote:

    are you referring to that poem in particular or are you talking about the whole lot? because what I usually do is write it then edit it so that it flows better

    rewrite the last stanza..take your time..then come back to me.
    :wink:

    #306615

    Stanza and deliver
    Ya money or ya life :P

    #306616

    @esmeralda wrote:

    @Forget Me Not wrote:

    are you referring to that poem in particular or are you talking about the whole lot? because what I usually do is write it then edit it so that it flows better

    rewrite the last stanza..take your time..then come back to me.
    :wink:

    I feel an A* coming on today for someone… go, go forget me not, and come back for your applause!

    #306617

    @sharongooner wrote:

    @esmeralda wrote:

    @Forget Me Not wrote:

    are you referring to that poem in particular or are you talking about the whole lot? because what I usually do is write it then edit it so that it flows better

    rewrite the last stanza..take your time..then come back to me.
    :wink:

    I feel an A* coming on today for someone… go, go forget me not, and come back for your applause!

    There’s no rush!!!!!!!! :roll:

    #306618

    @Forget Me Not wrote:

    who is that?
    who calls my name?
    what do you want?
    what is your game?

    are you redemption
    sent on silken soft wings?
    or are you a demon
    come to say sinful things?

    whoever you are
    whatever your tone
    nothing can you say to me
    would outweigh my own
    sense of loss

    how about…

    For I am but
    of mortal flesh
    and I can only do
    my humble, feeble best
    (nothing more and nothing less)

    … still doesn’t seem right (I’m going to start obsessing over this for the next few days it seems)

    #306619

    IDOL
    (or A New Paradise for True Beginners)

    O come, all ye faithless!
    And so I was,
    And so I did.
    Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.
    This was my first digression.

    Click.

    You see, on my third day from Thirty
    A true love said to me..
    Brb.
    Parting of the bed, see?
    Holocaust of silence.
    He brewed for himself
    His own basket case.
    Weaved from water and other such
    Urgencies of thirst,
    Fluid in steady recline.

    .. So here I came, uh huh,
    And it reminded me of running the ranch fields of Inchicore –
    The freedom of being Twelve..
    Tribes, thousands on screen.
    Taurean,
    Synaesthesia en masse.
    Sinai language, commanding,
    Shattering tableaus.
    Click – handsome hound.
    Click – clever cad.
    Click – funny fecker.
    Click me out, baby.

    By morning with boy-legs like a new born foal,
    In the all is awe brightness of a dew.
    Fragile child of day..
    .. Awake all night,
    Uber Ram’s Horn for the herd.
    Malefactor,
    Mocking with merchant tongue
    The few you fuck unfettered.
    Burning many a bush but bridges kept intact.
    Holy Moses…

    Then,
    You..

    From true mountain descent.
    Fate bringer, through bringing a faith restored.
    Wielding woman’s wounds like a sword,
    So that all that previous death dies,
    Destroyed through the comfort and gentile glory
    Of a knowing Resurrection.

    #306620

    blimey Pepps you are on a roll well done
    i like reading these keep it up peeps :)
    well Pepps, Cath, Esme and Forget mainly lol and the occassional Mims input :)

    #306621

    for this life, what of it
    why
    why do we exist
    why do we
    not value
    what we have
    why do we
    mourn
    for those things we do not have
    why spend
    what precious time
    on the
    what if’s
    on the if only
    on things
    we
    cannot
    change

    cherish
    cherish?
    what a funny word
    it rolls
    off the tongue
    but
    it ends
    in an ish
    what of
    the ish’s
    of this life
    dont think
    just do
    just do what
    you want
    whatever
    makes
    you , yes you
    feel good

    just do
    the what if’s
    a wise person
    once said
    never regret
    the things
    you didnt do
    you know just
    what i’m talking
    about…….

    be true
    be true to you
    to your soul
    try it
    you will never know
    if it was
    worth it
    if
    you don’t

    so get out there
    we could be
    this way
    no matter what
    your belief’s
    only once
    live
    every day
    just do it……….

    #306622

    Folly

    crimson teardrops
    fall in scarlet rain
    my jaded soul
    reflected in
    the mirror darkest

    my mortal heart
    rended from
    flesh so weak
    and disgourging
    spider like talons
    crawls towards its
    own self-destruction

    demons of my
    own design
    slither and wind
    ascending from
    the charnel chasm
    the abyss reflected
    in diamond faceted eyes

    all fall to the scythe
    given time
    both ally and enemy
    die mortal deaths
    no different from the last
    an endless sea of uniform grey

    this sad truth
    that all is finite
    altruism pointless
    in the grand scheme

    indignantly we scream
    false prophecy to the world
    uncaring of response or answer
    only demanding a voice amid
    the unyielding cacophony
    selfishly demanding to be noticed

    my words now merely amble
    across this decaying page
    devoid of purpose
    yet still I press on
    a prisoner in my own mind
    the drudgery of existence

    still I must carry on
    for it is all
    that you or I
    shall ever truly know

    #306623

    cyanide nightmares
    and opium dreams
    a sadist’s delight
    within a masochist’s scream

    fate is blind
    and love is dead
    cold hearted laughter
    reverberates through my head

    the cadavers begin to crawl
    and the carrion take flight
    faithless I resign myself
    to this sanguinary sight

    hopeless I pray
    to baphomet
    for mortal compassion
    to wash away this threat

    silence resounds
    but that is what becomes
    when the deus ex machina
    is used as our beacons

    all becomes as dust
    to me in these
    godless times
    the heart refused any ease
    from this new-wave disease
    of the soul

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