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Everything

 

Vixen with tulip tree

Fly you so high

Wings of the nether

Mind above sky

 

O doth the werecat

Wear that

Vest-a-silver lined

 

Simplified the Mynx

Enraptured in sky

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The Force

 

The force it draws me

No words can describe

To reach the source

Nigh impossible it seems

If not walk then crawl

If not able then be carried

Meaningless nonsense

Afforded to the fortunate

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Ok my first post since i've been back this is off the top of the head so hope it's not too terrible.

 

No joy just rain

Enjoy the pain

The scent of effervescent bliss

deaths disease

it burns it bleeds

It started with a kiss

wheels will spin

so spreads a grin

It is you i'll always miss....

Remember this

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"Closet Toilet"

Hatred.

Frustration.

Ambivalent.

Destruction.

 

 

 

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haiku

 

hot ass sexy girl

maybe i should say hello

divinely inspired

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Destiny,

this time unrolls itself.

It leaves the dust of doubt, all about-

but I leave the centipedes alive

so they can eat it.

 

I see right before me,

why I have learned, so much,

to be with you my love.

God forbid, I had not endured,

I'd never be good enough.

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Destiny,

this time unrolls itself.

It leaves the dust of doubt, all about-

but I leave the centipedes alive

so they can eat it.

 

I see right before me,

why I have learned, so much,

to be with you my love.

God forbid, I had not endured,

I'd never be good enough.

Wow man I really liked that one. Two thumbs up :)

 

Time Travel

 

Present reader. You are in the future.

For myself, writing to you in the present.

Present reader. You are in the past

For yourself, reading my writing from the present.

I am in the past. You are in the future.

I am in the future. You are in the past.

We have both just experienced a form of time travel.

 

 

Simplified Vesion:

 

I am in the present while writing to you.

You are in the present while reading my writing.

We have both just experienced a form of time travel.

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^lol major bugout

 

--orchestra--

now i understand the vibration that the strings command

they wrap around the little veins around arteries

i pull from across the sea and misery's lonely screams

echo over wave to wave in uncertain serpent harmony

giggles erupt from within my cackle back throat seated

in the orchestra pit is a quartet, mingling corpses with

the freshest talent in music today, the newlywed babies

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B

 

Being bold, bald baby Benjamin began

baking bread by bulging bundles

because bears belong beside bonfires

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The Lazy Sorcerer

 

Place your blame on the sorcerer

For stealing your noodles at dawn

He was only so hungry

To lazy to conjure his own

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hhaha photon lazy sorceror nice. whatever that is... its cute

 

 

-

 

vivid nightmares

turn me over

in my sleep

suspense

holograms

suffer

pain

 

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Thoughts consume

For they imprisoned me in misery

The choice is life or death

I take the latter

No matter how much you stress the supporting data

Cries and screams are heard in the background

Just like that my brains splatter

I wipe the sweat from my brow and sit

Consiousness consumes

It was only a nightmare

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^HAHAHAH WORD THATS NICE

 

 

 

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cupid com's

inside bitterly he tastes

the beads of dream that come

with tainted arrows of

love's nightmare

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I liked that last one ginseng.

 

 

time and time again

father time I ask once more

to free me from this wretched home

and let me sail away, let me fly away

no more grievance no more hurt

just unity and love

in the only place I can find solace

let me have my escape again.

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Ok, I have a few new ones to get some feedback on. I got kinda bored today. :sm_biggrin:

 

 

Falling

 

Breathing

Living

Pondering

Deciding

Changing

Thinking

Shrinking

Slipping

Falling

 

_______

 

Forest of Time

 

Walking alone on this empty path

Ducking under the branches and leaves

Searching to find some blank mass

Looking among the dappled shadows

Cast by the trees above

Darkness begins to shimmer

Moved by the breeze that comes

Through this deep forest of time

The giant spirits I look up to

Are smaller than they seem

Yet to one so lost as I

They give guidance

To trim, and cut, and twine

Wandering down this trail of truth

Looking for the fakes

How long will this take

In this eternal forest of time

 

 

______

 

Five Questions

 

Who

Can save themselves

 

When

They can no longer see themselves

 

What

Does one do then

 

Where

Can that person go

 

How

Does that person live

 

______

 

Flower's Spirit

 

Roots of will

Stems of confidence

Buds of energy

Burst into

Petals of love

With

Pollen of chance

Flying through the air

Infecting others

Letting them bloom

With new found hope

They live the life

Of the flower's spirit.

 

_______

 

Universe

 

The sun and planets

In heavenly grace

Give us the signs

Of a philosopher's mind

 

The galaxies, the universe

In such empty space

How do we exist

In such an amazing time

 

Our future, our fate

It bends and twists

Ensnaring our minds

Just like a snake

Coiling around its prey

 

Encompassed in a cathedral

Of everlasting time

Flowing into a river

Carving our imagination

Out of a world of dreams

Pouring out through blackness

Into our life, it seems

 

Glances of the future

Staring through the past

Trying to find ourselves

Losing us so fast

 

The black holes

Of our souls

Suck everything in

Sorting it all out

From the beginning

To the end

 

_______

 

Ok, thats all of them for now. Leave some love.

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Good stuff from everyone, such creativity at GSc. Anyways another one off the top of my head.

 

Life in Depth

 

Call me crazy, I grew up a ridiculed invidual for my size, but always admired for my spunk, I did some people the wrong way but I always made it up. I'm a calm cool collected person, but sometimes I wish I could lose the nice and become that stupid jerk and demolish every person that stands in my path, my only fear is what would be left in the wake of the aftermath. Some may call this a rhyme or a poem, I call it life when your sitting at your lowest.

 

 

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Smiles Corrupt

My smiles corrupt

they cut

at the edges of my mouth

I wonder if this is my role

to fulfill in this universe

killing everyone I laugh for

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Mind wasted

I sweat away my glimmering tooth

Scratch that teeth

All thats left is a smile of gums

double mint big red

what?

Wanding displacement must resist

Can you beleive

I do

Understanding lifes stories without reading

 

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He enhances; I preform,

While he sits, I dance the dances.

 

His mind is lost; As is mine,

But his is winter, mine is frost.

 

His body chained; Mine is free,

While he sits, I am then unpained.

 

He drank joy; I savor,

He's lost in it, But I'm not coy.

 

He will fall; While I will sleep,

When he sits, Is when I will sail.

 

This is an interesting poem that was sparked by a debate amongst one of my friends (who is now a burnout by any other name) about drugs during raves. The rhythm is hard to explain, but is structured in couplets, with seven syllables on the first line, separated by a syllable long break. The second line is eight syllables.

 

You have to read it a few times to understand the structure,

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I liked that one a lot, Fish. I need to get back to writing. Lol

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I was in my kitchen singing random crap and this is what I was singing, so I made it into poems :D

 

Dirty Gummy Bears

 

Gummy bears with little hairs

Stuck all over them.

They must have been dropped

In a barber shop,

And then picked back up

On a whim.

 

 

Religion In A Water Spout

 

An eency weency spider

Went up a water spout

There it found religion

And shouted it all about

On the mountains and the trees

To the birds and the bees

An eency weency spider

With a holy urge to shout

 

 

Edgar Allen Poe Was Gay

 

Edgar Allen Poe was gay

Looking for that perfect lay

But he didn't like men

To him that was a sin

That man thought he was a raven

So black birds were to his craving

With their ruffled little feathers

Nesting quietly in the heathers

Till Poe came along screeching

Like a bird.

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LMAO @ Ryan!

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