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short poems thread!

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so this thread is for only SHORT poems. or short prose is ok i guess. but really, really short.

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There is the massive
And losing ourselves in this
If only for those few sacred hours
Connects us to
Eternity



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Hahahah Spark thats fuckin awesome.

 

Heres one about hte future of glowsticking

 

Dreaming

Dreaming of

Dreaming of a

You and Verse

Where You end

Eye in the Third

Dancing Lighten'

All One Mind All

Together Waves

Joy Passes Pass

All To Gathering

In The Disease

Carnival Concern

The Divine Child

The Serpentine

Divine Imagine

Gin Imagine

Nation

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Roaming the open world

Thoughts of evil previal from side to side

with so called devestation, twirled

honor and pride, put aside

darkness casts its shadows sercuring all light

 

The weight of undying damage

Turning into clumps of blackness

Rage is the only tool to ones carnage

Dwindling less and less

Acomplishing havoc, forever twisted souls

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Simple days have passed me by,

the simple ways have dried and died.

The short and sweet,

is sour and black,

the road ahead,

is turning back.

 

I crossed the line,

then I grabbed a pen,

and I drew 10 lines,

so I could cross all 10...

 

I kept moving forward,

until time's end.

where Death is the beginning,

of the beginning and the end.

And as the straight and narrow

was beginning to bend,

I suddenly knew,

but couldn't comprehend.

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dude orb goblin that was the bomb

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Ty so much, I love to write ^_^

 

Liked your poem a lot too, the structure of the composition is really creative and the way you blended the words together was really imaginitive. *lol* I don't think I could have conjured up a form like that to be honest.

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=]

 

Here's something kind of diff. this is for you discombobulated. about edc

 

Circle

 

I don't even want to remember, because...

the pain.

 

Turns to tear drops,

falling from the sky...

but they turn to ice before they hit the ground.

 

A sphere of light; we stop short.

I run, I scare, I hide.

I hold your hand, just for a second...

I'm glad,

you were my first...

that I remember...

and will never forget...

 

Crack.

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Here's a fun one I made recently,

 

One million words stuck in my mind,

Yet none of them a thought.

I beg my brain, "Please do be kind,

I'm stuck with writers block!"

 

'Got doodles, and a nose to pick,

But nothing much to gain.

I need to write an essay quick,

Before I go insane!

 

In an hour soon, the paper's due,

But my brain wont do,

I need to switch with someone new,

Who's words can always spew.

 

Sure enough, the answer's there,

A no-name work of art.

Printed off with words to spare,

and I need not do my part!

 

My grade came not to make me grin,

I felt my gladness drip,

Because the work that I turned in,

Was a detention slip.

 

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lmfao

 

Fish, that was fucking excellent d00d... seriously. Now THAT'S poetry...

 

 

well I have a new one... a little more serious but still.. here we go

 

"Heaven's Lullaby"

 

In withering pitty I'd wallow,

on my words I would choke as I swallow,

heart filled with echoing hollow,

moved forward with no path to follow.

 

Stutter movements through the night,

set shaking through the wounding blight,

my eyes struck sore by shafts of light,

my vision engulfed in flaming bright.

 

The winding walk to heaven's shores,

from hell's belching molten sores,

is a simple adjustment of life's scores,

it's seeing what no one else has seen before.

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Yeah Fish that was tight. Gob i'll check yours out later.. just posting these up. a few short ones

 

 

I'm a tone deaf musician, i play instruments and sing,

Look all around to see who I'm bothering.

The discordant echoes scratch the inside of my sides,

my intestine bursts out of my belly yet I am not surprised.

The organs flap and wiggle on the concrete as they continue dancing they do sing,

who could have thought my diaphragm extracted resounded like a perfect melody

 

-------

 

I am but an Elusion

Deluded serpentine

Conviction and insanity

a rare but perfect rhyme

I warn you not to listen

too closely or you'll hear

of the mind magician, who

of course, was never here

 

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Scribbles banish me to a shadow,

where i am stabbed by a ghost.

In a human body; an unfortunate

hostage situation, unravels in the

candle light. I fire bullets in the direction

of this parasite, killing the possessed,

releasing the possessor,

it enters my stab wound and starts to fester

----------------

 

Always been a druggy,

always wanna die,

roll maybe get lucky,

snake eyes do they cry?

Always getting fucked up,

always getting high,

kites and birds ain't ever heard

the voices in the sky...

Clouds below me,

taking me afar

Where am I traveling

in this dirty train car

Salesman always bother me,

beggars stole my very last dime.

I wish I'd been a musician

instead of a druggy,

at least

part - time

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Ginseng, that last one was fucking awesome d00d...

 

"Snake eyes do they cry?"

 

fuck that is such... perfect word play

awesome job man

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aiight gob i checked it out.. and as i was reading i was amazed by the level of control it had over my absorption.. ya know? like the flow was very dominating. Coolbeans man!

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i don't understand how this works but some how you have inspired me to write again

 

 

 

sitting wishing for things to end

i realized i lost my friend

a waiting the darkness to come

i grab and place you between my thumb

afraid of what i might not be

i turn to set me free

with trails of lights in my hand

i understand this is my plan

letting go of what bothers me i realize

a free hander is what i was meant to be

~*Moonlit Raid*~

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WOOOH!!!! TITE

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Visions of mercy embalm my head,

trapped in waist high,

Torn and shred not to kingdom,

but adjacent of despair.

 

Ferocity bleeds my cancerous cries,

the end is nigh nor near.

Aggression chokes me, halting corruption.

Nothing happens to those who would die.

Those angry people would not let me die.

Nothing happens. Nigh.

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Think I'll add a small verse.

------------------------------------------------------------

Humming lights surround me.

Neon Colors to and fro.

Is this the real life?

Who cares, Just flow.

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I am

a whispered sigh

so bitter sweet

you hear

upon the wind

 

A look behind

a gasp for breath

a glimpse

of what you left

when you went

a

w

a

y

 

 

--------------------

 

The thoughts that linger

after a kiss

are the most potent

most honest

most pure

 

Kiss me.

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Azz that last one reminds me something.. I'll write it up.

 

This one is for a Magical Love who will never read this

 

 

a whisper in

dusk told me

to think all

most of a go

story tell a

good one plz

inspire away

and show now

soul "k" hey

but serious... ly

appreciated the

gay means fun

 

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Some good stuff 'round this thread. :)

 

Taken from early songwriting some months ago that turned more into simplistic poetry than anything that could be set to music.

 

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you took what I'd known

and locked it away

and gently

you told me to go out and play

and learn how it was that people are grown

from seeds of joy to stony stares

and out of love, go die out there

and all who hate knew how to cherish

what they wanted most--

before they fell

 

---

 

you drink the dregs down in the morn, knowing

that the knowing doesn't help the taste at all

victory's so bittersweet;

making ends of two things meet

and now your mind and heart won't speak to one another

Just don't-- please don't

leave me alone with no one to lose,

with nothing to use to break this silence

nothing to use but the sound of my voice;

nothing to feel but the weight of my choice;

and an unspoken violence in my mind

scolding me like I'm ten again

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wow i really loving this thread right now i make me feel at peace with writing again

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yeahh in case i dont comment, i do read everyones =p they are short poems after all!

 

sorrow

yields

to the wrath

of sun

pity

defines

revelation

 

 

Moving,

Away,

Contort

 

Define

Destination

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"Gee I like ultras. I wish I had one as

bright as the sun." GOD: "Your wish has been

granted my son. I have filled a translucent vial

with liquid from the sun, that it may burn forever

bright." The glee. The joy. The irony. The stick

melts through everything it touches, through the

earth, and out the other side, only to have

gravity pull it back again. And again. And again.

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you lift me up every time I fall

you swim with me against the current

and help me out of the hole I dig myself daily

I dream this wonderful dream

of smiles and laughter

and an infinity of euphoria with you.

time has yet to fulfill this dream.

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and she told her,

"you can always piece a heart made of glass together again.

it just hurts to put it back together.

you WILL cut yourself a lot.

and have to remember not to cut other people."

and quietly, silently,

she understood

you have to taste the bitterness

to understand the meaning of sweetness.

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