Poetry anyone?

[giver_bert]

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If I

If I could whisper in your ear
I'd know just what to say,
If I could hold you close my dear
I'd do this everyday,

If in your eyes I could take one glance
I know with your love I'd take no chance,
If ever one day I were to lose your love
my mind could not erase
the love, joy, and smiles you've
put on my face,
Not one day do I want to live without you,
Not one moment are you off my mind,
Be with me forever,
until the end of time

[pnk_shadows]

you let me see you fall
and you stared at me with eyes telling me i could do nothing...
self-destruct---this is your game...

[Von!-x]

For whoever you fall into,
Never fall in love with me.
No, not yet for now.
For I am chained to the walls
Unbreakable.

For whatever love you felt
For me now, however strong,
Struggle to break free
From the fiery passion
So irresistible.

[Von!-x]

The game she loves to Play

What a lady she is as she walks
In the middle of the court
With the racket in one hand
and the shuttlecock in the other!
God, she smiled at me!
There goes my mind swinging in the air,
Hoping she'll do it again!

What a tiger she is as she let out the growl
And made that fiery smash
Right into the opponent's face!
Damn, I hate her do that!
There goes my mind again, wishing that
She'll never do it again!

Is this ballet or badminton,
I cannot tell. As she moves
With finesse and grace.
Though I watched from a distance,
I saw her smile again at me!
Damn, I'm invisible in this crowd!

[Musette du Coudray]

Halloween Night

Oh how I see that Jack'o Lantern shinging bright,
On the night,
Of All Hallows Eve,

That Jack'o Lantern, flatteringly wavering it's light at me,
I stare at it and it at me I see the power in it's eyes, wavering it's light at me

The pumpkin how beautiful it is carved with eyes and mouth and nose,
I think of it and how pretty it would be with a nice big black rose...

Oh how I see the Jack'o Lantern shining bright,
On the night,
Of All Hallows Eve.



"We are not the devil of the light, we are the angels of the dark."

[thisbe.ara]

Thisbe's Favorite Poem

I DO NOT LOVE YOU
by: Pablo Neruda

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

[pnk_shadows]

...a sudden gust of wind played with the strands of my hair so softly,
weaving my locks in a soothing play of sensation and reposition,
passionate caresses and gentle whispers made me forget my fear,
a beautiful en route to oblivion only sensuality could find...

forgetfulness was a time when i let go of the strong need to doubt
it felt like i left behind the last strip of clothing
that shrouded my very core...
but doubt by itself has helped me conquer my deepest fears,
fears that have come about from anxiety,
anxiety that came to be because of pain,
pain that was within me because i have loved...

...a sudden gust of wind played with my hair softly,
and i turned around for it to dry the tears away from my eyes too..
but then your warm, strong hands suddenly touched my face so knowingly
and pulled my head close to your heart without a word...
right at that moment, i felt you close your eyes knowing i found home

it was the most pleasant transition from oblivion to reality...

[MrBiddle]

POEM NO. 1

You?d never know it
But buddy I?m a kind of poet
And I?ve got a lot of things I wanna say
And if I?m gloomy, please listen to me
Till it?s all, all talked away

POEM NO. 2

All we like sheep have gone astray
each of us, to his own way... but the Lord
lay upon him the inequity of us all.

[pnk_shadows]

she picks her nose and sneezes away
tousled hair flyin to all directions..
ragged doll dress and worn out sandals..
on the busy highway
she picks up a chocolate bar with ants swaming all over it
she blows em away and swallowed the candy like
its the tastiest thing she's ever laid eyes on..
"its a beautiful life," she thought...

one door across, a busy gurl is about to burst
tears began falling, tracing her fine lines and jaws
and finally drop onto the papers she's been messing up all night...
she went helplessly into her big, empty room, and said,
"God, why?"...
she just lost the love of her life...

it's a quiet, sunday evening
i sit here in front of my pc,
hoping for some miracle.
my mind is sprinting thru years and years of being
but still my heart cannot seem to fit into my mind.
"it's a quiet night," i repeated to myself.
silence will be my companion from now on...

[athyna]

loving shit
love is this and that
life is this and that
there are too many maxims
too many to speak of
too redundant to write about
love is impasse
life has become overrationalized

but one thing i hear often
often said but not spoken of
nor written about
and that is shit

quite queer, when in fact
love can be shit
life can be shit
a lot of people say shit
bec a lot of times a lot of things are shit

shit is as common as life and love
shit is disgusting
and shit stinks
but so can life and so can love
(and sometimes even more so)

life and love are romantic and profound
while shit is vulgar and shallow

but we hardly know how to live
and we know less about how to love
and how good are we at shit?