End Of Year Thoughts

Meaganiscreative said:This is beautiful. Reminiscent of Milton's Paradise Lost. I just joined up and it's refreshing to see so many wordsmiths together in one place. Writers tend to be so lonely and self-deprecating.

yeah plenty of writers here megan , check out some of my stuff if you like

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New Years Eve

Times keep flowing without knowing that in a few more hours it will have devoured another year, shedding a tear for the ones who aren't here to bring in the year with a cheer one of lifes mishaps that perhaps is something good one day maybe ill be able to say that I understood the reasons behind lifes doings for now I have to continue pursuing the meaning to this turbulent life glad to be alive another day just something that I felt I needed to say, what a year this has been filled with its ups and downs that are guaranteed to come back around in the year that follows I see it as another chance to get a new perspective on this demented life which ferments the most beautiful things out of the agony that it stings into all of us thats something we can all share, true happiness is achieved once your are able to find it inside it doesn't reside in material objects nope it rejects those feeling in a day or two that kind of happiness is never true, I can finally say that ive walked down the aisle with my diploma making my parents smile finally done out an about into society trying to figure out what to do with my time aside from writing rhymes pick a profession so I won't fall a victim to the recession gotta stay one step ahead so these bills don't overflow my head, crossed a lot of things of my list made plenty of new friends, got plenty of laughs from the years trends picked up a couple of habits while I tried to lay some to rest, but its a bit hard at times trying to progress when the problems constantly linger an infest another year to do right an resist the temptation from becoming the destination to go when I simply just don't know it doesnt judge right from wrong it eases my mind with each toke takes me away as I let out the smoke brings a feeling of hope ive learned to cope I've picked up the pen to ease my mind when I feel confined an feel the need to define the fucked up thoughts that go through my mind sad to say that plenty of friends headed the opposite way in a whole different direction this year was far from being anywhere near perfection it was pretty memorable though plenty of memories were made they will always remain storing them somewhere throughout my brain hopefully this year to come will be just as great the next year at this exact time this will be the great debate if I'm still here if not oh well I guess at least I had fun this year

jimi_o said:New Years Eve

Times keep flowing without knowing that in a few more hours it will have devoured another year, shedding a tear for the ones who aren't here to bring in the year with a cheer one of lifes mishaps that perhaps is something good one day maybe ill be able to say that I understood the reasons behind lifes doings for now I have to continue pursuing the meaning to this turbulent life glad to be alive another day just something that I felt I needed to say, what a year this has been filled with its ups and downs that are guaranteed to come back around in the year that follows I see it as another chance to get a new perspective on this demented life which ferments the most beautiful things out of the agony that it stings into all of us thats something we can all share, true happiness is achieved once your are able to find it inside it doesn't reside in material objects nope it rejects those feeling in a day or two that kind of happiness is never true, I can finally say that ive walked down the aisle with my diploma making my parents smile finally done out an about into society trying to figure out what to do with my time aside from writing rhymes pick a profession so I won't fall a victim to the recession gotta stay one step ahead so these bills don't overflow my head, crossed a lot of things of my list made plenty of new friends, got plenty of laughs from the years trends picked up a couple of habits while I tried to lay some to rest, but its a bit hard at times trying to progress when the problems constantly linger an infest another year to do right an resist the temptation from becoming the destination to go when I simply just don't know it doesnt judge right from wrong it eases my mind with each toke takes me away as I let out the smoke brings a feeling of hope ive learned to cope I've picked up the pen to ease my mind when I feel confined an feel the need to define the fucked up thoughts that go through my mind sad to say that plenty of friends headed the opposite way in a whole different direction this year was far from being anywhere near perfection it was pretty memorable though plenty of memories were made they will always remain storing them somewhere throughout my brain hopefully this year to come will be just as great the next year at this exact time this will be the great debate if I'm still here if not oh well I guess at least I had fun this year


Very interesting indeed yeah and you do what you feel makes it right as that's your perogative and thanks for sharing your thoughts dude , and also I like the hendrix way of spelling your name , my eldest son is called Charli hence the I on the end as of Jimi ha ha nice one and good write

Haha thanks man someone was bound to catch it u know gotta pay homage to Hendrix

Yeah my all time hero ha ha

Burying my burdon at midnight

Velvet ropes
Decended as the curtains closed in on you

Then the cage doors went down
The Marquis suffocated your selfish self

The gates were then locked
We were all urged away

As the dinomite was set alight;
To wish you away

Goodbye my enemies,
Goodbye my Scars

2010 was bliss; compared to you and curse
2011 you nearly killed me

And the greatest love ofwhich I found
Now as they watch you die

I'll be sleeping like a baby
Didn't care to count you down

We'll all go silent in this city
As we turn a blind eye

And we bid you farewell
You wont catch us speaking of you

As if you were forgotten
As if we could forget you

God knows that we all want to
But I'm burying my burdon at midnight..

Not a good year then llamalicious , but a good poem all the same

I love the way you have done this it's so comparative to things  like scaffold and the contrasting with the eyes and face , very well
written

Ravenheart-Tanika said:I hope the world ends this year.. seriously it would be sooo amazing and adrenaline-ish XD :D

yeah it would but then it's death , not cool

Three hundred and sixty five days
Flow like waters through  specified ways
Thesame game
Thesame play
Dreams dreamt
Dreams unreached
Physically poor
Mentally rich
As I sit in blissful peace
In the last night of the year
I look back
Behind my back
Is the troubles of the struggle
But life itself is a gift
So Im convinced
Im still here for a reason
As I match into the new year
My focus never shift

Bonfire .

         
The end of twenty–eleven          
was upon us.        
Craig and I        
sat in the bush,          
on the farm        
we had a truck-load        
of wood,        
he'd been collecting        
all year.        
         
Craig,        
lit our fire            
it started to burn.        
We added logs        
with each new log -        
bigger        
stronger        
hotter        
amber        
flames-grew-and-glowed.        
their movement, rapid.        
         
I was only into my          
second whisky.        
Staring into          
the blue-flame-haze        
massaged my mind        
into a trance-like-state.        
         
I wondered…        
if a fire gets hot enough        
to liquefy the sand          
beneath it?        
         
I wondered…        
if Jessica        
will start talking        
in the next month        
or two?        
         
The tenth hour arrived,        
clouds gathered quickly        
thunder-roared-loudly.        
The-Highveld-static        
developed into        
a pyrotechnical        
electric-storm.        
         
I was in awe        
of what the universe        
sends with rain.          
         
We sat staring          
at lightning        
at fire        
at our dreams        
at our realities        
at our          
vivid-imaginations.        
         
We discussed possible        
plumbing systems        
above the clouds        
it would need          
24 inch galvanized pipe        
32 inch shower roses        
and electric ball valves.        
         
The storm stopped.        
         
We were soaked        
our fire was          
almost redundant        
but we had          
savoured every minute.        
         
Predictably,        
the skies          
lit up with          
cheap-Chinese-fire-crackers        
that BANG.        
         
The human race        
was attempting to compete        
with their own        
Gods.        
         
Need I tell you, who won?        
         
Or do you have the image        
of the first          
twenty-twelve          
thunderstorm        
at twelve-twenty,          
in the morning        
nestled in the forefront        
of your mind?      
       
       
       
-x-      
     
     
Authors Note:      
Reference to "Highveld" is a part of South Africa, where the farm is.
The area is renowned for it's spectacular lightning & thunder storms.  



Written by AliP  

Yes Dusty , you're still here and that's the main thing my friend , good stuff