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Post by Exo-Happiness on Aug 26, 2009 12:44:04 GMT
Wow. That is really really good!! I've never really posted any of mine before. It's so nice of you to like them ( ) BUt yeah, yours are really good! Keep it up! And I also LOVE this thread! xx
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Post by sirmavers on Aug 26, 2009 12:47:34 GMT
Stay then, because there used to be a guy called scruff, and he was awesome, but he well and truly has fucked off now Love it if he came back now. I was dead impressed with them, particularly the 1st one. That short second one of mine pulls at my heart a bit, really really proud of it, moves me when I look back on it. Just throw this one into the mix, I actually did it in my head on bus home from town last week after seeing a bis stop advert with the first line. Again the same pattern, very pessimistic, but could be moving: Share the moment, Share the time, Share the whispers, And share the rhymes, Feel the passion, Don’t believe this is wrong, Tears of sorrow, All put into song, Gripping strong, Gripping mid air, Nothing to hold you, Life’s never fair, Bitter symphonies, Sweeter tears, Crying life away, Crying away fears, Fear of loss, There’s nothing left to lose, Give it all in, Life is through. xx
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Post by Exo-Happiness on Aug 26, 2009 13:03:58 GMT
Wow. That really is good! And I think I will stay on. I got my AS grades last week and they weren't what I was looking for. Good grades. ACCC in tough subjects (eng lit, bio, chem and maths) But I want to be a vet adn so I need Bs and As. But anyways... When I got them, I was on holiday with my family in the Lake District. And I'm not really a big family fan ( ) And I really needed to be on my own when I got the results. But I couldn't. So I just withdrew into myself... (lame I know) And I kinda wrote this then: Why do i hope for things beyond my reach I beg for silence, their loss of speech. Incessant smiles and wishing pride. I can't help but long for someone to confide. The hills and tarns can hide my nose as i try to maintain the happy pose Inside I know I will not succeed Yet they refuse to understand me I see my dreams end ahead The years of hardwork work lie, now dead I hang back and let them walk along I know this really is not where I belong It's not good. Rhymes are lame and things, but It sums up how I felt that day,
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Post by sirmavers on Aug 26, 2009 13:10:33 GMT
Not bad, not a touch on your other stuff, but I get it, kind of know what you mean but I never did AS levels because I fucked off from collage to get a life like. But it's nice more than anything, just nice to read, don't have to think about it I'm relitively happy with this one, again like yours above it's just what I write when I felt a certain way about something, the something being my neighbours complaining about noise: Little left of what I had, Love hate or passion, Everything that’s worth bothering with, Disappears in an all too familiar fashion, Music is the food of love, So please just let me play, Without the sound that I grace you with, I’d have little else to say, This gift that I send your way, Is just a little note, They say that I will not rise to hate, It’s just another anecdote, A peace of mind will take you far, So I’ll put you out of pain, No matter how hard you fight or shout, There is nothing for you to gain, I see you’re surprised at what I say, Clever little words from a boring little lad, Show some grace and take a breath, But grace you’ve never ever had, I’ll do what the roses read to me, And stone you to the ground, Say goodbye to the parasite, Our peace was never found.
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Post by Exo-Happiness on Aug 26, 2009 13:17:47 GMT
Wow. I can really really relate to that! To me you just seem to be trying to get across the importance of music. And how it shouldn't be stopped. I don't know. I may have misunderstood. But that's what it seems like to me.
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Post by sirmavers on Aug 26, 2009 13:19:07 GMT
Spot on love Well I just ddi the 1st 4 lines out of the blue, then because of the trouble we were having I just ended up doing that, you're spot on. I'm well proud of it aswell
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Post by Sean on Aug 26, 2009 17:02:53 GMT
After much pressure I've decided to put one on. It's one I did quite early so it's a bit immature and it's written in the kind of Busted, McFly sort of style. The only reason I'm putting this one up and not others is because I sent it too Matt Wright ( ex guitarist of Son Of Dork ) and he said 'it's REALLY good man, very powerful.' so yeah.
Could you tell me why you feel the need to cry, I’m sure you’ll find another guy. I finished you off but it’s not a surprise, You just weren’t fit in my eyes, I’m sorry you’ve taken it so hard, It’s not that bad infact it’s easy to take, Won’t you just grow up for goodness sake,
Now you act like your five, You’re spreading rumours round town, You need to buy a new life, Well they’re all sold out, but you wouldn’t be in with a shout, How did you turn out like such a freak? We only dated a week.
It’s good to see, You moving on quickly (quick-er-ly) It seems you forgot about what we had, And you’ve already found a new lad, Well you get around a bit now don’t you? If you go on at this rate you’ll probably die alone, I wouldn’t be surprised if this was the truth, You confirm my fear as I found out, You lost your virginity in a phone booth,
Now you act like your five, You’re spreading rumours round town, You need to buy a new life, Well they’re all sold out, but you wouldn’t be in with a shout, How did you turn out like such a freak? We only dated a week.
If you could just give me a reason, Why you commit such treason, Maybe I could forget about you, But it’s hard to do, You’ve made me sound so contradictive, But girl you are so addictive, And now I don’t know why, You’ve made me cry, Nah nah nah nah nah, Nah nah nah nah nah, Oh yeah you’ve made me cry, And yeah it’s not a lie, Na nah nah nah nah.
and as i said it might be a bit immature for you but hey i wrote it when i was barely 14
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Post by sirmavers on Aug 26, 2009 17:10:20 GMT
Yeh, can tell you where young when you did that. Still, read worse but it's just a base to start from mate, you will get more things to write about and get more emotional about your writing and you will write better stuff. I can remember the very first thing I ever write and it was alot worse than that, it makes me cringe thinking about it I'm not gona lie, it's not amazing and doesn't like move me, but as I said, it's a start and I can see it getting better. Perhaps it sounds better when it's got music to it :/
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Post by Sean on Aug 26, 2009 17:13:22 GMT
Problem with it is too is that the music it would have to it would be the type of music you haven't got the time for. I think I'm writing a bit more mature now so maybe I'll post a newer one It is hard finding stuff to write about because basically nothing has happened haha.
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Post by Sean on Aug 26, 2009 17:15:24 GMT
I think this one's marginally better :/
I can't look into your eyes, does that mean I can't look into our future, trust me though, I'm not telling lies, I've only ever told the truth, Maybe it's you or maybe it's my youth, It's not something I can do, Give me a year or two and maybe I can look at you.
You thought it was hard to look through, Obviously it's not, it's just you.
When you follow the roads you want to, there's not a enemy that can stop you, take a wrong turn, and it gives me growing concern, for decreased well being it's reduce me to seeing, you for what you are.
If it's what I want, i'll have it, take my word for it as you've got no-one else's, open the door and you're sucked in, I saw you once and you showed no sign of resisting, but the lights are shining on me, i'm the accused person out of us, it should be you and I knew all along, so why aren't I making a fuss,
You thought it was hard to look through, Obviously it's not, it's just you.
When you follow the roads you want to, there's not a enemy that can stop you, take a wrong turn, and it gives me growing concern, for decreased well being it's reduce me to seeing, you for what you are.
You need looking after, I know it and so does your conscience, which you choose to ignore, well i'm the one that left her, and you're the one that left him, we haven't even got a future now, I can't look you in the eyes, because all I see are your lies.
It wasn't hard to look through, it was that hard at all. You grew the trouble, I saw straight through, Obviously it is, it's just you.
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Post by sirmavers on Aug 26, 2009 17:18:28 GMT
Know what you mean kid. I've recently been through basically the busiest (in an emotional sense) part of my life ever, as closer friends have noticed. So I've written loads on the back of it, though I find it hard to keep a straight head atm, there seems to be some amazing lines flying around that no one has used yet, and I find them better when I'm going through this. I'm in great form currently, and trust me, you will find something amazing one day, you're keen enough so I can see a good writer in you man. Trust me aswell, when it comes to advise on having the right frame of mind I am the 1st person you want to speak to.
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Post by Sean on Aug 26, 2009 17:23:46 GMT
Top mate I'll follow this thread properly from now and if I write something good I'll post it.
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Post by sirmavers on Aug 26, 2009 17:31:13 GMT
I'm really strict atm, I have to attempt every night if I'm mentally well enough to think, usually I come up with something good, just not posted on here for ages in fear of it not being amazing enough, but over that now. The last 3 I posted I'm happy with, I'll try and get all this months stuff up apart from a couple of personal ones that the rightful subject is only to read My words will be whispered in only your ears, But in everyone the echoes will be found, All I’ve told you in the ever distant past, Will never hurt us and never make a sound, Swiftly forgetting the torment I suffered, And all the knifes that were thrown at my back, It’s not how you go down but how you get up, Because the desire for life is something I’ve never lacked, Beaten down to the dirty ground, Knees grazed as I weep on the floor, Only one thing kept me going through the rain, And it was you behind that closed door, You’re the reason behind the words, That will one day change the way we live, I simply couldn’t say this whilst bearing life on my own, Because I would have nothing to say or give, The reasons behind most good in life, Seek refuge in a distant lie, But on this occasion I dug out the truth, And you’re in my world living in my eyes, From the moment dawn breaks through my door, To the second I sleep for good, You’ll be there with a reason for me, So I’ll live like I always should.
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Post by Sean on Aug 26, 2009 17:44:28 GMT
That is good.
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Post by sirmavers on Aug 26, 2009 17:46:03 GMT
Perhaps some more detailed opinion Sean I love it, dead happy, but perhaps 'good' is a bit bland. Or is that simply because it is 'good'...
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