Unwashed Village
General Discussion => Unwashed Village => Topic started by: PsychoPompos on September 11, 2007, 11:00:19 PM
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ive been meaning to post something like this for a long while
and seeing all the poetry on the board energized me
for awhile
then i took on the monumental task of sorting through all my papers and typing them up
i got two
the rest i have yet to type and many are too personnal or to rambling thoughts in nature
all in time huh
now im tired
so...
ill do the rest later...
promise
Boredom envelops the mind as fatigue takes over the body
weighing it down to sink beneath the waves
of temptation and time
The only escape is through the window into your own mind
comfort in thought as a vacant look strikes your face
the world is empty yet so full
as you climb higher and higher
veering into lanes of thought once thought to be gone
sputtering and stumbling through the fog
trying to make sense of it all
and it happens as in a dream
a moment of awakening
a moment of clarity
and life is death
it makes no difference
but it makes sense
and then it is gone.
forgotten in the depths of your mind
tearing at your soul
a question begging to be answered
(this ones from earlier today)
To keep memories alive
all the old times
icy streets in the night
flaming telepaths
good friends
bad friends
hard times
life man
life
but there still here
memories or not
(and this ones a random scrap of paper i found)
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I like the first one, but the only thing I really hate in poetry is when the first word in a line is a preposition (ie third line).
That's kind of a complicated pet peeve, but it's true.
Anyway!
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By the way, that's a pet peeve of mine as well, kind of.
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well, unless it is the beginning of a sentence. then i don't mind as much. as in:
To die, to sleep perchance to dream.
and whatnot. i also don't care for one-word lines, unless they are just really powerful. maybe i am old-fashioned?
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yeah
3 was suppossed to be with 2
but it turns out different typing than hand written
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By the way, that's a pet peeve of mine as well, kind of.
*laughs and steps on your of*
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love for all!!!
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And though I try
For many thing
But trying
Is not
enough
If that’s the worst
Of my mistakes
Away I will not run
But standing
In the waters still
To tread and tread
And tread
In cold and icy waters
Till I
am
Dead and dead and
Dead
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I. Am. A. Genius!
New poem:
I
have
come
up
with
the
best
poem
ever
Yesindeedyyoubetterbelieveit!
The
timing
might
seem
Shat-
-ner-
-eque
ButIthinkyou'llagree
Its
worth
it
in
The End.
XD
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I like work like this - straight from the brain cells to the page, or screen, or, whatever.
This bit resonated with me:
"and it happens as in a dream
a moment of awakening
a moment of clarity
and life is death"
Kind of like to bit in the movie "The Crow" - "Childhood's over the moment you know you're going to die."
Cheers