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Post by Dragonheart on Oct 14, 2005 2:07:50 GMT -5
The supporters in my corner
More support I gain more love I need it to get through my past I can look and see the stars above feeling the power I can now cast
fear retribution is a part of everyday life I cannot go throught it alone I cannot be someones wife Until I have fought over this bone
Shaped as innocence with a bit of purity Is now been eaten up and spat out I am now feeling the inserurity As I go out and about
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Post by flipdog3000 on Oct 14, 2005 22:50:53 GMT -5
I know what your true feelings are, I need your love that's true. I wish you knew; my feelings, you mar, I hate what I've become to you.
My friendship you hate, My needs you scorn. My feelings, they mate, My love for you reborn.
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Post by jane on Oct 18, 2005 21:08:58 GMT -5
I may not always understand you But i know you What you are like inside Probably better than anyone else Everything you are is a contradiction A gorgeous tomboy Brave enough not to conform Afraid to show what you feel You know you’re strong enough to stand alone But think you are too weak to be there for someone else Hope for something more With the cynicism of a realist Believe in what you are No faith in what you could be A pirate who stole a treasure you don’t want Outspoken but unable to find the words Insightful, blind to what’s right in front of you Ready to leave this place You can’t escape your past Compassionate yet refusing to care I know all this about you And i have contradictions of my own Together we were quite a pair It would have worked You are a memory i have o live in everyday The world is still turning While i stand still Tell me what changed Tell me what you’re thinking So i cane stop making lists Of the endless possibilities
----------------------------------------- I don’t want to spend my life Wondering why i wasn’t good enough for you You may never fully understand What you were to me What you brought to my life What you taught me You changed me on so many levels Without meaning to All my dreams have come true And all i’ve come to love has fallen apart Now my biggest fear has proven Itself to be true Once again I want so muchout of life But you’re the sun That burns me That i once basked in The one that hides me from view I’m invisible when you are near You heal the world After the rain That you caused You may be silent But i’m always aware of you Just like the sun I love the sun And you But god help me If i don’t wish almost every night To die in my sleep Rather than wake to spend another day The same as the last
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Post by Dragonheart on Oct 20, 2005 8:27:03 GMT -5
The friends I find usually find me they have the time to care and share to kind and aware the advice is paprmount when I am out and about nothing will hurt me No-one will never see the violence I hide in my heart which at ttimes I have torn apart in frustration and anger towards the man who is my attacker he stole my innocence I could never get it back I look forward to the day when I see him in court I win and he is back in prison to rot within his heartless body
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Post by Dragonheart on Oct 23, 2005 8:23:56 GMT -5
the sunlight greets the day as the night fades away birds sing a happy song While we walk along as I greet the sun a good day to everyone As the night meets the see Where will the world be - without me trees grow flowers bloom grass grows to make more room animals feast on the food the forest no matter the mood I look above the wind whistles by even though there isn't a cloud in the sky As I chant I am free Where will the world be - without me
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Post by dijonketchup on Oct 24, 2005 22:46:14 GMT -5
Wow, I really like that one, Dragon!!!!
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Post by Dragonheart on Oct 25, 2005 5:16:15 GMT -5
that was the poem that I stuck in my head for days and none of the words fell into place, until the phrase was put in and wah-lah!
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Post by dijonketchup on Oct 25, 2005 19:11:51 GMT -5
Some of the best poetry happens that way, and it's really awesome when, after you start writing, everything falls into place. That's a great feeling...
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Post by flipdog3000 on Oct 26, 2005 14:47:51 GMT -5
I am the wave and you the rock Against which I must break: Again, again the crushing jolt, The pain I can't forsake;
Again, again the long retreat To safety, far from shore, And then again, I don't know why, The long trip back for more.
Perhaps it is nostalgia for A long uncertain glow, Or just some hope so beautiful I cannot let it go.
Perhaps it is the need to try For those who must depend On who we are and what we do, For whom this should not end.
What evil makes you hurt me so, What defect of the heart? What sense there is no greater whole Of which you are a part?
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Post by Benjybeaver on Oct 27, 2005 0:52:36 GMT -5
Ad lib rebuttal to Flipdog
I am the rock upon which rises Waves, that crest my weathered cast In perpetude of time's disguises Shrouded in the moments past.
You claim my evils for bleeding through, But you never seize to fight'em. A whip of darkest azure blue Repeats, ad infinitum.
I guess I really know your pain. It reciprocates upon the swell, And it's not a matter of disdain, But our common thread of hell.
See, my pain is never recognized. More obtuse than observed, And only those that crash, despise Me more than works deserved.
I am just a rock, disapproving; You are the wave, and have the sway. I spend my time eroding, unmoving, And counting till I wear away.
You feel the pain as you break restless, But ultimately you do win. No rock can 'eer resist the feckless Torrent that he wrestles in.
Ultimately there is only you, And I am left a memory. A reminder, and relentless view. A beach and the returning sea.
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Post by MarketedElixir on Oct 27, 2005 5:40:51 GMT -5
Okay, it's 6:45 and I'm laughing really hard... (in my head, others are sleeping, how RUDE)
Though I do realize that you may have no idea what Flipdog is talking about, it's funny just to read. Nice job, Benjy, I applaud you.
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Post by Benjybeaver on Oct 27, 2005 6:04:17 GMT -5
Okay let me see if I have this right. Flipdog is using the metaphor of the sea and the rock to symbolize his strained relationship, and looking for love and acceptance. In his poem, he takes the protagonist role of The Wave (extended out, "The Sea), and describes the pain felt when crashing on the "rock" (the other person in the relationship). I took the antagonist "Rock" position, and stated that while the wave believes he is pained by the crashing (relationship) in fact, through perseveance and continuation, it is actually the "rock" that will lose to the sea, irrespective of the pain either felt.
Watcha Tink dere?
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Post by Dragonheart on Nov 2, 2005 10:43:08 GMT -5
Hey Ben - nice to see you back here...hows the next song coming along?
thanx for explaining the poem to me I was scratching my head in confusion - well I'm slightly confused atm, especially with what is going on in my life....
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Post by Dragonheart on Nov 6, 2005 22:24:40 GMT -5
here is a poem based on fear and later on - revenge
Frantic Thoughts
Sit here you say – so I did I’m going to tell you something Your hand is on my knee Slowly crawling up my leg Fear creeps in I try to stop you - But it’s too late You’ve reached my thigh I attempt to escape your evil clutches You won’t let me go It’s what you want - But I don’t Feeling frantic at the thought Of having my body violated by you You thought you got away with it -Think again I’m coming after you To tell the world what you did to me I cannot live within the secret Any longer Fear has turned to anger Anger has fed me to take action against you I hate you for what you did to me Stole my innocence and freedom Told to live this awful secret Every waking day I cannot allow this to consume me anymore Drag you through the courts Let my family see the devil that you are So they know the truth This is something you and I know about “Don’t tell anyone, this is a part of growing up” This is a lie that you fed me Whenever I was being touched by you Ah – that is no longer plausible to me I see the lies and the horror within The pain that lies in my battered heart There is a place in hell ready for you To take you to the faraway place To burn your heartless body Which I would love to see Since you destroyed mine So long – have a lovely stay Behind the barbed wire A place where people like you - Belong!
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Post by flipdog3000 on Nov 11, 2005 18:26:38 GMT -5
Nicely said Benjy.
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