Poetic Expression

For those of us who love writing, reading, living poetry, here's the place.

-Peice by Piece-
Kindly she brushes my hair from my face
Everything seems to fall so gently into place
Lovely floweres surround us this summers day
She lays beside me, so solemn and gay
Everything seems so right, to say the least
Yet she breaks my heart, piece by piece.


If you'll notice the first letter of each line, that is who inspired this poem.

fyi in your sig. come and home do not rhyme incase u didnt notice that. other than that though, nice work man. poetry is the poop, and every guy who wants to be romantic needs to learn how to do it greatly.

I think he's well aware his sig doesent rhyme and doesent mind.

Well, I'm not going to make it rhyme. It's not my work. If you didn't notice the top line, it gives away the band who made it. The song is called Love.

i dont pay attention to the uber small details like that.

uber ha ha I wonder what that means, I just needed to make a post, this site litteraly has been sleeping for like a month very boring, when the hell is 1.6 comming out?! Also heres a poem I made.



The past
I live with the pain of abandoning a lot in which I loved,
I hate the stage of change yet I wish for it sometimes.
My life is a circle, history repeats itself, my passion for
the past constricts me, I'm a living alternate, I can
throw it away like trash but miss it like one's limb. I feel
scarred, I have seen much, and regretted some, I grow
stronger as the pain grows in my mind but without pain,
I'm no longer impregnable to weakness. My nostalgia
has taken its toll, I won't ever be the same, walking day
by day wondering "what if" its said to look upon the
past and think good, but what if you loved it too much. It
teases you with a pause in time. My emotional scrapbook
won't tear nor burn. My future is to come, yet my past is
running backwards as well. Amnesia won't cure this, for it
is my blessing as well as my damnation of the mind and
forgetting it. It is my past, my hopes, unrequited dreams,
love, hate, anger, contamination of the soul, I lived it all,
and fought through, the past will haunt me, but it gave me
the courage to fight till the end of my time, deep to the future.
when my past collides with my future, I will stand between,
causing a cancellation. Then I shall be determined.

Oh, apologies, didn't realise.

Sorry about that.

Carlosio, who are you appologizing to?

Anyways.. I guess lyrics would fit into this topic as well. So I'll go ahead and put 'em up. I may record this with vocals, guitar, and some leads and post it some time, but for now, enjoy.

-Was it so True?-
Her hand fits so quietly into mine
Some people say that love is blind
and it's true
'Cause I don't think I really love you
I hold her hands, look in her eyes
I can't tell the truth so I tell her a lie
I can see you're lonely
and so am I
So lets face the facts
And admit that this is goodbye
So this is goodbye
I can't say why
I may regret
But this is goodbye
I force a smile each time I see you
I can't go on, so I must tell you the truth
I just can't be with you
I can't say I love you any longer
So this is goodbye
I can't say why
I may regret
But this is goodbye
I can't say I won't miss you
The affection you gave me
The way I adored you
Was it all so true?

here is something i wrote bout a month ago, in the wake of a heartbreaker.

I never felt about another girl any other way
I never asked her out to prom till the other day
I never asked out a girl in my life
I never felt like I was Mr. Right

Screwing it up was as common as the sunrise
Somehow I always came one step short of the grand prize
She was always too busy to spend time with me
She had work, her sister over, or was chasing a bee

I never said never though
I made amends with all my foes
I tried to be the best man possible
I even tried to help people in the hospital

poop, none of that matters at all
Sunday night when I died inside all I did was fall
Sleeping didn't come that night
Sometimes you need to stay up and fight

I killed all the rejection I felt inside
I stood on dead feelings with pride
I think I would give you another chance
I again would ask you out to dance

Sometimes I hope for the best
Some say you are better than the rest
Some are right and some are wrong
Someday I will be your King Kong

Poems...hm. I have a few of those. Here's my favorite:

-Nothing-

Nothing, we?????????re doing nothing
Just sitting and wondering why nothing?????????s happening
Everyone was there in a wooden chair doing nothing
Still doing nothing, drinking smoking
Nothing?????????s happening
No one seems to care in their wooden chair
Doing nothing
I go walking through the park
Underneath a moldy sky
Thinking ?????????yes I think this place
Would be such a lonely place to die,
Such a lonely place to die?????????
Nothing we?????????re doing nothing
Literally frozen stiff from nothing happening
Something has to change
Cause it's no longer feeling strange
To do nothing Ad nauseam nothing
And feeling acutely every millisecond pass
We can ignore that this is sad
Because we know that it all adds up to nothing
I go walking though the park
Underneath the moldy sky
Thinking about all the different ways
that would make lonely ways to die
Oh, all the lonely ways to die.

And I have some weird stories on my myspace: http://blog.myspace.com/b00bless but just skip the first one, that's not a story, lol.[:)]

C'mon you guys, you've gotta have more creativity than this..

yea these all sound pretty weak

when I'm in the mood for some good poetry, I listen to mewithoutYou

SMer, I wasn't saying they weren't good, just not plentiful. Good material, honestly guys. As long as you speak from the heart, good poetry will come. And with that thought, here is one I just wrote, not but maybe 5 minutes ago.

- Do You Realize? -
Do you realize how you've hurt me?
Do you see me crawling in agony?
Holding on to something so dear to myself,
You crushed my heart, you don't see how it felt.
I can't bear it when you walk past,
Not even caring to take one kind glance.
Every tear I shed, every ounce of pain,
I let it out in hopes of being by your side again.
Each day I dream of the day I will hold you,
Each day hoping my dreams will come true.
I sometimes can't bear the pain, I feel like dying,
Every moment I think of you, I just start crying.
All of this hurt, bleeding, and pain,
Yet I wait for you, time and time again.

Nice idea to make a poetry thread. I maybe got a poem or two, but only german... My songs are in english, I could post some lyrics if anyone's interested.

FYI, there is a whole Article section on this site for poems

Edge, nobody asked for you input. If you aren't going to post poetry, leave us alone. [;)]

Thanks though, I'll remember that for when this topic dies.

New poem up in the articles section!

http://www.coastercrazy.com/articles/arti ... 19&aid=149

Edge, happy now?!? lol

Well, since it seems that the articles section gets no attention what-so-ever and my poem hasn't even been approved yet, I'll just post it here.

-Don't Let Go-
Please don't leave me now
Things have become so great
I can't explain how
But it happened not a moment too late

Everybody pushes us away
They, say we don't belong together
I don't care what they say
It's you I want, forever

Perhaps they will change some day
And be happy for what we share
Maybe they?????????ll change what they say
And tell us that they care

It seems nobody wants it to be
They can't be happy, they don't even know
They don't understand you and me
I love you, please don't let go

Here is a poem that i wrote in critisim of american suburban culture. I based it loosly on White Mans Burden By Rudyard Kipling.

Suburban White Man
____________________________
Go forth suburban white man
Destroy all life you see
And trample natures beauty
To serve your lazy needs
Seek only out of avarice
Seek only out of greed
Seek only to acquire
All needles fineries you see
Be jealous of thy neighbor
For superior he seeks to be
Surpass surpass surpass
is the order you must heed
Be fearful of the urban
For violent they may be
They come to rape and ravage
Your sterile community
Be fearful of the rural
For backwards they may be
Seeking to dismantle
Your lifestyle of false needs
Worship the mass media
For righteous they may be
They teach you who to fear
And exploit viciously
Be fearful of all things
For dangerous they may be
Past present or tomorrow
Fear for your safety!!!