What do you know for sure?
m_abbott1999
Madi
Forum Posts: 509
Madi
Fire of Insight
2
Joined 2nd Dec 2013Forum Posts: 509
Spoken from the heart. Beautiful words there!
case28
Alexander Case
Forum Posts: 2077
Alexander Case
Dangerous Mind
42
Joined 16th June 2013Forum Posts: 2077
cause [&] affection
[W]oozy heavenly highs adorned with fevers of temptation
surrenders to relentless pull of orbiting svabhava stars
driving severed siamese hearts to bounties of blood fusion
tactile [dreams] beats love back to life
wheels whirring whirlwind cravings
drawing lovers lines down dead man’s curve
senseless amputation of dearly departing embrace
[slip] streams through centrifugal revolving doors
screaming tinnitus hauntings from city ruins
the flaming sword of eden
willed by the sun [&] moon with oceanic force
stripped raw by spring and neap
soothed by painful pleasure of the blades caress
when the crescent moon is kissed by the sun
the lost [arc] of souls draws mouths to the fruits of love.
Written by Alexander Case
[W]oozy heavenly highs adorned with fevers of temptation
surrenders to relentless pull of orbiting svabhava stars
driving severed siamese hearts to bounties of blood fusion
tactile [dreams] beats love back to life
wheels whirring whirlwind cravings
drawing lovers lines down dead man’s curve
senseless amputation of dearly departing embrace
[slip] streams through centrifugal revolving doors
screaming tinnitus hauntings from city ruins
the flaming sword of eden
willed by the sun [&] moon with oceanic force
stripped raw by spring and neap
soothed by painful pleasure of the blades caress
when the crescent moon is kissed by the sun
the lost [arc] of souls draws mouths to the fruits of love.
Written by Alexander Case
Anonymous
I know of death
it changes you
all things are subject to change
to relapse or adapt to spread
at a rate higher than collapse
patterns perhaps although I am
susceptibly deranged inapt in a way
sensibly restrained kept in a cage
Of empty ideas for me to colour in
Society has constructed borders
That span like river systems
flowing trying to find a path
Most melt into the soil or flow into oceans
Some carve through the land fierce with erosion
Whether the flood of blood and slaughter
Or severed heads that diseased the water
Our race had died so many times
I know of death
Bonedust &
Thorne lust
Also of widows
Hobos, mould
The damp and the cold
of sunrays and sad faces
young and old runaways
in subway stations
edging towards oncoming trains
I’ve seen so many undead eyes
that love something that is not there
A failed vacuum of hopes and fears
A hollow gaze is returned by the reciprocate
I close my eyes to solder light, obscurity I needn’t breathe
Or view a rose, my charts of lobes will cease to kept energized
almost although I was never even there
alive only in the ones I left behind’s undead eyes
it changes you
all things are subject to change
to relapse or adapt to spread
at a rate higher than collapse
patterns perhaps although I am
susceptibly deranged inapt in a way
sensibly restrained kept in a cage
Of empty ideas for me to colour in
Society has constructed borders
That span like river systems
flowing trying to find a path
Most melt into the soil or flow into oceans
Some carve through the land fierce with erosion
Whether the flood of blood and slaughter
Or severed heads that diseased the water
Our race had died so many times
I know of death
Bonedust &
Thorne lust
Also of widows
Hobos, mould
The damp and the cold
of sunrays and sad faces
young and old runaways
in subway stations
edging towards oncoming trains
I’ve seen so many undead eyes
that love something that is not there
A failed vacuum of hopes and fears
A hollow gaze is returned by the reciprocate
I close my eyes to solder light, obscurity I needn’t breathe
Or view a rose, my charts of lobes will cease to kept energized
almost although I was never even there
alive only in the ones I left behind’s undead eyes
MrAlptraum
Mr A
Forum Posts: 1878
Mr A
Dangerous Mind
17
Joined 24th Dec 2011 Forum Posts: 1878
After this snow melts
and the footprints, dog piss
and pawprints vanish there will
be prints in the mud,
then prints in nothing.
and the footprints, dog piss
and pawprints vanish there will
be prints in the mud,
then prints in nothing.
lightbaron
Forum Posts: 2374
Dangerous Mind
15
Joined 19th Jan 2012Forum Posts: 2374
timing is the holy ghost
haunting the romance of memory
electrifying a fence around actuality
I know for sure its name
but it often hides in the forgetting
that is the nature of waking
the disgusting and refreshing
contradictory aspects of cigarettes
speak more to god than the ambition
of predatory terms, that hunt for trophy
leaving any life coagulating under the hook
around back
I know for sure the rainbow sheen
that shows off the surface
of life's last pools
but the words are left electrocuted
lying dead along the edges
of beneficial timing
haunting the romance of memory
electrifying a fence around actuality
I know for sure its name
but it often hides in the forgetting
that is the nature of waking
the disgusting and refreshing
contradictory aspects of cigarettes
speak more to god than the ambition
of predatory terms, that hunt for trophy
leaving any life coagulating under the hook
around back
I know for sure the rainbow sheen
that shows off the surface
of life's last pools
but the words are left electrocuted
lying dead along the edges
of beneficial timing
Anonymous
Demonic Waltzes
There's a million constellations in my every breath
somewhere in my sighs there's a memory, trapped
a recollection of how they fell
and the heavy impression of curiosity
to know the bounds of their aspirations
this far removed from even lower heavens
there's a devil on both shoulders
and a few in my head
they make up reasons to debate
on what might happen when... then
and, I dance once again
with my every incarnation
the only truths were sold as lies
marketed science fiction
shrink wrapped in the grandest illusion
put on display
framed in a darkness
with nothing in the square
though there's an angel in my every intention
I need my answers from the opposition
so I play with Satan until she's God again
but, in the end
I'm a conceptual being
living in theory
losing grasp on my marionettes
to examine my own strings
because between my first and my last words
is what I'm really trying to say
now that I know why that caged bird sings
why it's the mind that needs wings
and, I'm a mere reflection
in a moving mirror
looking out at me
looking in
There's a million constellations in my every breath
somewhere in my sighs there's a memory, trapped
a recollection of how they fell
and the heavy impression of curiosity
to know the bounds of their aspirations
this far removed from even lower heavens
there's a devil on both shoulders
and a few in my head
they make up reasons to debate
on what might happen when... then
and, I dance once again
with my every incarnation
the only truths were sold as lies
marketed science fiction
shrink wrapped in the grandest illusion
put on display
framed in a darkness
with nothing in the square
though there's an angel in my every intention
I need my answers from the opposition
so I play with Satan until she's God again
but, in the end
I'm a conceptual being
living in theory
losing grasp on my marionettes
to examine my own strings
because between my first and my last words
is what I'm really trying to say
now that I know why that caged bird sings
why it's the mind that needs wings
and, I'm a mere reflection
in a moving mirror
looking out at me
looking in
gorryone810
Forum Posts: 144
Thought Provoker
4
Joined 27th Nov 2011Forum Posts: 144
When I close my eyes, I see you
Night after night,
I lie awake
and wait for him to come.
The harbingers show,
the day is near,
and yet, I am still not done.
I want to set out on a journey,
to see the world,
to get to know your face.
Cause I waited and waited,
and nothing has come
and shown me mercy and grace.
Show me your roses,
show me your thorns,
I've seen them all,
they hurt so bad.
But over the years,
you get used to them.
And what's left
is their beautiful scent.
Night after night,
I lie awake
and wait for him to come.
The harbingers show,
the day is near,
and yet, I am still not done.
I want to set out on a journey,
to see the world,
to get to know your face.
Cause I waited and waited,
and nothing has come
and shown me mercy and grace.
Show me your roses,
show me your thorns,
I've seen them all,
they hurt so bad.
But over the years,
you get used to them.
And what's left
is their beautiful scent.
Anonymous
Wonderful entries by everyone, thank you for your great work..............................................Two more weeks to go...
PsychicApocalypse
Darker Half
Forum Posts: 1483
Darker Half
Dangerous Mind
30
Joined 5th Dec 2012 Forum Posts: 1483
Lessons of Teen Years
http://www.speakingbyfrederique.com/light.jpg
Humanity
Can you kill you,
we are all mortals.
Capable of lies,
and mostly likely
world destruction.
They will go in circles
searching for,
the meaning of life.
Little do they know,
it right before
their sight.
Close minded,
narrow minded,
they don't care.
Other than themselves,
they bring down others,
it isn't fair.
Life
Life isn't a scene,
it ISN'T like in the
movies.
You've got to work
for what you want,
whether it be fame or money.
It hits,
gives, and takes away.
You dodge, you slip,
and you have to stand up,
ready for the next day.
You will learn
that with time,
things can get better.
Unless you're bitter,
and negative.
So don't be such a downer.
Love
Is the first
lesson
the most painful
you learn.
How it lifts you up,
makes you fly,
makes you float.
Then it crushes
your heart,
blades and guns blazing.
You cry for him
or her,
tears will be wasted.
You will feel
as if no one loves you,
that you want to die.
You will hate every one,
then move on,
different confusions will
subside.
All these
are made to make you
stronger.
No matter how much
it aches and hurt,
a lesson they deliver.
Humanity, life and love,
can either break you,
make you who you are.
If the future is bleak,
live for yourself,
make life your art.
http://www.speakingbyfrederique.com/light.jpg
Humanity
Can you kill you,
we are all mortals.
Capable of lies,
and mostly likely
world destruction.
They will go in circles
searching for,
the meaning of life.
Little do they know,
it right before
their sight.
Close minded,
narrow minded,
they don't care.
Other than themselves,
they bring down others,
it isn't fair.
Life
Life isn't a scene,
it ISN'T like in the
movies.
You've got to work
for what you want,
whether it be fame or money.
It hits,
gives, and takes away.
You dodge, you slip,
and you have to stand up,
ready for the next day.
You will learn
that with time,
things can get better.
Unless you're bitter,
and negative.
So don't be such a downer.
Love
Is the first
lesson
the most painful
you learn.
How it lifts you up,
makes you fly,
makes you float.
Then it crushes
your heart,
blades and guns blazing.
You cry for him
or her,
tears will be wasted.
You will feel
as if no one loves you,
that you want to die.
You will hate every one,
then move on,
different confusions will
subside.
All these
are made to make you
stronger.
No matter how much
it aches and hurt,
a lesson they deliver.
Humanity, life and love,
can either break you,
make you who you are.
If the future is bleak,
live for yourself,
make life your art.
EngrVV
D_Poetic Engineer
Forum Posts: 2483
D_Poetic Engineer
Dangerous Mind
40
Joined 11th Sep 2012 Forum Posts: 2483
DEATH AND TAXES: Bloody Truth
Which comes first, life or death?
All of you would say life,
but I say otherwise;
there was destruction and death
before life was created.
There was darkness,
and everything was
just an empty space...
until the creation of the universe.
Then there was light—
so it's true, darkness comes first
before daylight.
That's a fact, according to whom?
The truth of the matter is,
no one really knows!
You would say it was written
in the Bible according to Genesis,
but what if those were lies
manipulated by Satan
to make us believe?
To seek the light
beyond the horizon
is like looking for a needle
in the haystack;
eliminate the variables,
and take a paradigm shift,
then we can see clearly
what we're looking for.
If you don't trust me,
it's your bleed and not mine.
The truth lies within our grasp
in our minds, and in our souls.
If we believe in something—
that's the TRUTH for some of us;
in this chaotic world
there are only two things
I’m sure of -
DEATH and TAXES—
that's the bloody TRUTH!
Which comes first, life or death?
All of you would say life,
but I say otherwise;
there was destruction and death
before life was created.
There was darkness,
and everything was
just an empty space...
until the creation of the universe.
Then there was light—
so it's true, darkness comes first
before daylight.
That's a fact, according to whom?
The truth of the matter is,
no one really knows!
You would say it was written
in the Bible according to Genesis,
but what if those were lies
manipulated by Satan
to make us believe?
To seek the light
beyond the horizon
is like looking for a needle
in the haystack;
eliminate the variables,
and take a paradigm shift,
then we can see clearly
what we're looking for.
If you don't trust me,
it's your bleed and not mine.
The truth lies within our grasp
in our minds, and in our souls.
If we believe in something—
that's the TRUTH for some of us;
in this chaotic world
there are only two things
I’m sure of -
DEATH and TAXES—
that's the bloody TRUTH!
KittyFromHell
Forum Posts: 654
Dangerous Mind
14
Joined 31st May 2013 Forum Posts: 654
Inner Turmoil
If you asked me where my heart lies tonight
I wouldn't have the slightest little notion
All I know is I'm huddled in the darkness
Soaking a camouflage covered pillow with tears
It seems to have taken all this time to snap
The thread I was so unstably hanging by
My sanity blows away with the winter wind
As I bid yesteryear "Goodbye, Goodbye"
Confusion buries me right up to my neck
As I sink deeper into this depression
Maybe I just have winter blues this season
But why do I imagine these morbid things
Instead of being patient for karma's revenge
I fantasize taking a few necks into my own hands
I could be productive and better myself now
Yet I practice tying strings to make a noose
Sometimes life feels like something I have to choose
I know a lot of wise words I should heed
But my young stupid mind won't listen
If you asked me where my heart lies tonight
I wouldn't have the slightest little notion
All I know is I'm huddled in the darkness
Soaking a camouflage covered pillow with tears
It seems to have taken all this time to snap
The thread I was so unstably hanging by
My sanity blows away with the winter wind
As I bid yesteryear "Goodbye, Goodbye"
Confusion buries me right up to my neck
As I sink deeper into this depression
Maybe I just have winter blues this season
But why do I imagine these morbid things
Instead of being patient for karma's revenge
I fantasize taking a few necks into my own hands
I could be productive and better myself now
Yet I practice tying strings to make a noose
Sometimes life feels like something I have to choose
I know a lot of wise words I should heed
But my young stupid mind won't listen
AdamAmor
Adam Amor
Joined 14th Dec 2013
Forum Posts: 20
Adam Amor
Twisted Dreamer
Forum Posts: 20
Lessons learned in life!?!
like what is wrong and what is right,
what the fck do I know about life,
I'm lost at sea, high in flight...
Lessons learned in life!?!
I used to be in the dark of night,
I had no hope or ray of light,
then I thought maybe I might...
Lessons learned in life!?!
you'll never know unless you try,
do it now before you die,
A first time is never twice...
Lessons learned in life!?!
competitions are full of strife,
competing is full of lies,
take the gold take a life...
Lessons learned in life!?!
sometimes we burn in life,
sometimes we earn in life,
but we all get a turn in life...
Lessons learned in life!?!
find the words we write,
here we're one tonight,
no fear no scare, no fright...
Lessons learned in life!?!
more questions than answers why,
life's too mean to be too nice,
have to have a good day to have a good night...
by Adam Amor, author of '300 Girls: A True Love Story'; available on amazon and kindle
like what is wrong and what is right,
what the fck do I know about life,
I'm lost at sea, high in flight...
Lessons learned in life!?!
I used to be in the dark of night,
I had no hope or ray of light,
then I thought maybe I might...
Lessons learned in life!?!
you'll never know unless you try,
do it now before you die,
A first time is never twice...
Lessons learned in life!?!
competitions are full of strife,
competing is full of lies,
take the gold take a life...
Lessons learned in life!?!
sometimes we burn in life,
sometimes we earn in life,
but we all get a turn in life...
Lessons learned in life!?!
find the words we write,
here we're one tonight,
no fear no scare, no fright...
Lessons learned in life!?!
more questions than answers why,
life's too mean to be too nice,
have to have a good day to have a good night...
by Adam Amor, author of '300 Girls: A True Love Story'; available on amazon and kindle
pathrdnangel
Joined 20th Dec 2013
Forum Posts: 9
Lost Thinker
Forum Posts: 9
I love to read these poems. I only hope to get better
Anonymous
The judges have been reviewing the poems as submitted and we have 8 days left till the final countdown....
If anyone else would like to share, we'd love to hear your wisdom on life....
If anyone else would like to share, we'd love to hear your wisdom on life....
BlackSoul
Antonio Duarte
Forum Posts: 8
Antonio Duarte
Thought Provoker
3
Joined 18th Dec 2013Forum Posts: 8
Part I
The Manifestation
Of ones reality
To look into the eyes
Of self and realize
See and feel every emotion
Thats been done unto and upon
To unveil the truth from within
And not lie nor hide from behind your own eyes
Part II
Sometimes
life
is just full of crumbs
morsels of crumminess
inevitability
gotta take what you can get
Part III
Building towers of freedom
from within the pillars of my soul
holiding it up, allowing the river of peace flow
into all nations waiting to be baptized
-ADuarte
The Manifestation
Of ones reality
To look into the eyes
Of self and realize
See and feel every emotion
Thats been done unto and upon
To unveil the truth from within
And not lie nor hide from behind your own eyes
Part II
Sometimes
life
is just full of crumbs
morsels of crumminess
inevitability
gotta take what you can get
Part III
Building towers of freedom
from within the pillars of my soul
holiding it up, allowing the river of peace flow
into all nations waiting to be baptized
-ADuarte