Our little Poets...

[Bren]

Originally Posted by FALLEN ANGEL1000

When you stand
In all of these
Where do you turn
To find help

Not one of mine - but sums up my mood

where do you turn to find help?.....to your friends fallen angel...

[Rob The Badger]

The Thief

I've made grown women cry,
and I've made them laugh.
But I've never seen the laughter
light up the face of a child. . .
No I've never seen the laughter,
brighten the face of a child.

I was born in organic mushroom cloud.
The end is closer than you think, they said.

I was shocked one morning,
to discover my mother
Probably loves me, afterall.

How could anybody want to know me?
How could anybody feel like they want me?
How could anybody want me to want them,
when they're all the same as eachother?

A thought occured, blind-siding me on an idle sunday.
I am not who I say I am. I am not who I think I am.
I'M NOT WHO YOU THINK I AM.

Protect me from what I want. . .
Please hold me back, for I'm a hardened, master criminal,
who never gets what he always wants.

Oh I'm a hardened, beautiful, b*stard,
who never gets what he never wants;

Oh my ears are filled with the noise of people,
I'm crying my celibate cries.
So I'll clamber into the darkened sheets
and hold back the tears in my eyes,
because
Boys don't cry. . .
Boys don't cry.




Dedicated to the beautiful b*stards who have never been loved.

[KebLou]

I like that Rob good one.

Heres a couple poems I wrote last night:

Today I shall stir
I don't want a fight,
I just want to stir,
I want to wind people up
The same way people wind me up,
I want to see someone fume,
And then smile sweetly back.

A good stir of the pot is what I want,
So who shall I start with,
You, him there or her?
If you bite the bullet
Its your own fault,
I didn't make you take the bait.

Today I shall stir!


Goodbye is so final
Can you say goodbye?
I can.
But I don't want to say goodbye,
Goodbye is an ending,
Goodbye is so final,
But I don't want this to be the end,
To me this is just the beginning.

Can we find another word?
Instead I shall say, Laters,
As in I will see you later
So it shall no longer be an ending,
So we are settled.

Now its Laters.

[Rob The Badger]

The Arsenist Who Struck In The Night Time

"Hello, this is the Bethlehem inn.
We have no room in the stable,
so you'll have to sleep outside. . ."

And thus a child was born, on the soil,
of a usless old tire yard
Now stands there, a supermarket.

Then was born a child
With the fire in his eyes. . .
And the eyes, they will destroy me.

This is why he kills me,
Every night, within my head.
He taunts me with his fresh faced
Wonderment, and wondrous charm

He is the killer in your sleep,
He is the lover, never loved,
He is the arsenist of the night.

No one ever thinks of,
him as someone to admire.
Personally, I think very
differently.

So I ran to his window,
Flung myself upon the pane,
There I saw him dreaming. . .
And I cried, and I fell, and I almost died

in my sleep that night,
I almost died in my sleep that night. . .

Dry your tears, little child.
I'm here for you now. . .
Dry your eyes, I'll never leave your side. . .

But in the end. . .
when the dawn splashes over my face
It is my tears turning gold. . .


NB: The misspelling of 'arsonist' is intentional.

[RSG]

This is actually a song, I wrote, and I hope one day it will be accompanied by piano. The following peace show's a really depressed young man, who no longer lives at home. Now that you know this much, I hope you like it.

Untitled For The Moment

A tragic crash makes you dead.
Your ghost soars, but its all in my head.
When you were alive, love was pointless, but we tried.
When you were alive, after death was a secret.
I hold my breath and start to cry.
I open the bible of solutions and possibilties, but there's nothing left to believe in. Our last conversation was two days ago, mom it feels like a f___ing decade!

So long, my mom, its too soon, its too soon!
And I know, know now, what its like, coming home with no love.
To give or receive...
So long, good bye.

After all this, there's just living.
In your home, where you roamed, on your own!
I step inside, I feel so closed, but its, all inside my head.
You lived here alone for so long, right before dad fled.
I told him to go and if he ever came back, he would wind up dead!
And after what he's done to you, I don't take back, what I said.
I looked in his eyes, I said goodbye.
He told us, he loved us, but it was just a lie.
I exhale, and begin to scream...
I breath out till there's nothing left to scream out!
I breath out till there's no one left to scream at.

So long, my Dad. Its too soon, too soon for you to come back.
To come home with no love to give, or receive.
So long!, goodbye.

[RSG]

someone to talk to
i'm not alone, i don't feel company.
i have a phone, no one ever calls me.

"do you want to talk about it?"

"yes, hey where you going?!"

their footsteps grow less audible, and you leave.
i feel tears of pain in my head, and i grieve.

"friends" in the hall, just refuse to listen.
the halls, they echo my breath, my eyes just glisten.
it hurts as if they abbandoned me,
but they'll be back tomorow, i get paid.
i guess somethings are best to be solved on your own.

i want to open the door and solve my problems.
but me, no one or anything can solve them.
my head is in pain, tears they stain.
i stand out of the rain,
i want to move, but i refrain.
here i remain,
cold, sold
my story remains untold,
i just wish i had someone to talk too.

[Bren]

good poems RSG
thanks for sharing them.

Bren

[RSG]

thanks Bren

[Rob The Badger]

The Woodsman

Soon the bright moon
Will fall.
Soon I will see the star filled, wond'rous sky
for the very final . . .

Soon the eathquakes.
That my heart makes,
Will quiver to a . . .

Soon the feelings of remorse
For my tattered, rotting corpse,
Soon the eloquent words will
spill from my head and not my . . .

I have tried to make you happy.
But it did nothing for me.
You can call me shallow.
You can call my selfish and naive,
but who isn't nowa. . .?

There is nothing at the end
of the rainbow, burning brightly.
There are stones and an empty can of. . .

I have tried to cry
like a woodsman carrying lumber
but I whimper, like a . . .you know. . .well
a crow

I'm a headless horseman
I am a headless horseman
I am a headless horse. . .

You may think that I'm a fool
but there's nothing left to do
in this wretched place called. . .

[RSG]

interesting addition to the page, Rob.
I don't fully understand it yet, but it was written nicely, and though I'm sort of confused, I like it. You also have a very interesting writing style.

A Rough Draft

Catch it as if it were to fall


When you argue with your lover.
And you know your feeling botherd.
Your feeling like you should leave her.
Cause you can't take this anymore.
Listen to my words, before you close that door.

Catch it as if it were to fall.
Don't give up its just now, later will be so different.
Catch it as if it were to fall.
Climb that rope don't fall of now, it will better soon.

You had it up to your neck, you wanna give up.
You feel it in your mind have you listened to your heart yet.
Look in the mirror tell yourself to your eyes, do you want to.
If your feeling what I think you are, just go for a walk.
Even talk to yourself and let it all out.

Catch it as if it were to fall.
Don't give it up its just now, later will be so different.
Catch it as if it were to fall.
Climb that rope don't fall of now, it will better before you know.
Hold on.

Walk right home the next day, give her a hug,
tell her you love her and that you are sorry.
You don't have to mean it but you got to understand it,
that a gift like love its so rare and if it lasts its
even greater.

Just tell her you love her, give her a hug, promise the world,

tell her your sorry get on your knees.
Keep saying please on your bending knees,
ask her for a kiss of her sweet forgiveness.
No matter the fight, if you win it don't make it right.
Just remember your lesson for get the rest.
Squeeze her tight tell her you won't let her go,
you just felt that way, I told you it will get better than you know.

better than you know.
better than you know.

Catch it as if it were to fall,
grab that glass, don't think about it at all.
Its gonna shatter if you don't grab it, down on floor.
Lies with your heart and its shattered.

this is a rough draft and its speaking in a view of man and his woman, but like all songs it could be from anyone, the meaning still remains the same.

[KebLou]

Smile
Smile a thousand times a day,
Let no one see your true sorrow,
Maybe then you can fool yourself

Love
How can I love you
More than myself?
How is it possible,
As weird as this may sound,
I would give anything for you,
I would sooner see you happy than myself,
I'm merely a vessel,
My heart has taken control,
How can love be so destroying?
Why am I on self-destruct,
Is the only answer love?
I love you with all my heart and soul,
And thats no lie.

[RSG]

[quote="keb"]Smile


Love


both really amazing Keb

i relate to both those everyday! you like put my feelings into words of your own, very good job! wow!

[Rob The Badger]

"This is permenant.
Like so little else. "

The thunderclouds fill my mind
Can you hear the rain?
Do you hear the rain?

The darkest of rooms
Is my tomb

The thunderclouds
They're overhead

The coarse metal rope
wrapped 'round my throat

I feel the oxygen sucking me
I feel the rope killng me

But there's no hope in death
like there's no hope in life

there's no music and no people
in the blackness of the night

There's just me and my neuroses
and a slow ticking song

tick tock tick tock tick tock tick
goes the clock ever faster ever nearer
never reaching always bleeding

So down with the rope from my neck to the floor

Now we play the waiting game
Sat alone on the stair
Waiting

And we realise, there's no one there. . .
it's just the ticking yellow clock and I
just the clock, the stairs and I...

There's no death and there's no glory,
It's a never-ending story.

Life resembles death in every form

[Biter]

I look at you standing there
framed by the window
standing in the moonlight trying to find out where it all went wrong.

I can't help you now.
you brought it on yourself,
you neurotic, selfish boy.

I used to think of you as a man,
intelligent, funny, caring.
Guess I was wrong again.

I don't know how you sleep at night
I really don't. How do you find the strength to look me in the eye
as you lie to me yet again.

I used to think I could trust you.
You used to be my friend. Not any more.
I used to love you for what you were, taking no notice of the jibes spat your way.

Now you favour her. The backstabbing bitch who poisoned you against us all. You won't take our calls yet we are still silly enough to love you.
Now we don't bother...

[airhead]

Just shows how someone who was lovely can change. Shame whats happened. I used to think of him as my brother and he knows every small detail about me. Shame. Loveluy and true. Well done biter.

[Rob The Badger]

It saddens me at how much this thread has gone downhill. . .(I don't mean in terms of content, btw, all still good stuff). . .

*sigh*

[KebLou]

Originally Posted by Rob The Badger

It saddens me at how much this thread has gone downhill. . .(I don't mean in terms of content, btw, all still good stuff). . .

*sigh*

What do you mean then Rob? Most of my stuff right now is just depressing I'm sure you all don't want to read it.

[Rob The Badger]

Originally Posted by keb

What do you mean then Rob? Most of my stuff right now is just depressing I'm sure you all don't want to read it.

On the contrary.

I'd love to read it.


Anyway, I mean that this thread used to be consistently in the top four of five threads. . .

[Rob The Badger]

I was feeling insecure,
So I whistled down the wind.

I just want the wind to blow
to blow me away. . .
oh, the stars look very different today.

I wonder when you're in my room
"What do you think of me?"
I see you looking 'round the door,
why can't I figure you out.

[Bren]

Cloud-Shadow

Dreamer!
You throw away reality
because you can not face
it's truths.
Your mind is never still.
I watch your restless eyes
chase dreams
through eternity
to each bright horizon.
Only to find them fade
like cloud-shadow
that the sun
patterns in play.
Our reality
will your mind erase
and leave but a shadow
of the dreams you chase.

Bren...( who has been too busy to post here of late......but loves to read what others have posted ......even if not so many poems are posted here it is good to see new faces...Keb. RSG ..and Biter...posting here......and i always enjoy reading your poems Rob ))

[Rob The Badger]

I miss the sun at night.
Waiting for the dawn to come
I stare at the moon.
He stares right back at me. . .

I have no chance, I'm just me.
He's got a heavenly army.

I wake up to find you're still not there beside me
I go out to the city streets I hear the flashing sounds
I go up to the hill all around and I fill my head with feeling.

Naked, I lie on the grass banks staring high,
I feel the wind on my neck it's such a curious sound,
and I feel your hands beside me.

I turn round to the ground and kiss the earth
to make sure that it loves me,
as much as I love sky blue sypmphonies.

I must sing my song before I'm dead and gone.

[dottie]

Why the word?
Speak the Word!
Feel the word!
Which Word?

Utter your Word!
Listen to his word!
Use his Word!


Feel his word!!!!

[KebLou]

Your eyes
As I stare into your eyes,
I feel the blueness envelop me,
I'm drowning in your eyes,
ost and struggling to understand,
The green and blue moves closer,
I smell the sea air and shiver in the sea breeze,
There is a taste of salt in my mouth,
As I stare in your eyes.

[Biter]

Metal

Standing at the edge
listening to the screams and howling below.
But this is what you wanted so badly,
Isn't it James?

The howling symphonies of axes being prepared.
The wolf is in his place,
Snarling in anticipation
As he waits for the lights to burst into life.

Sweating now as you peer over the edge of the pit
Now you realise this is what you have been waiting for...
Waiting.....looking forward to,
Sleepness nights are forgotten.

You jump into life.
Old favourites.
This is your night, Hetfield.
I feel your presence wash over us.
Make me happy

[meshurp]

We need more poets to keep this beautiful topic alive!!!!

Used To Be

autumns golden crown
drifts slowly down
a delicate cape of life
lies dying on the ground
the sky leaks fire
yet your heart is cold
a broken lie
a fear you have inside
you must not cry
as the rain falls down
soaks to ground
a hope of pian
still hoping
a chance to die
as grey covers all
all you loved
you never knew
a secret truth in you
a lie you hold
now life has gone
and the world turned
tierd and cold
for now you know
you used to live
you used to breath
you used to be


mel