*NEW* POETS CORNER

[sirmavers]

Another new'n. You'll get the jist if you can be arsed reading it properly

They pushed my boat out,
But it’s still floating,
A thousand miles away I may be,
But I’ll soon catch your hand,
This silence is bliss,
But ever so lonely,
I need your voice back,
To keep me sane and company,
My world is water,
Ocean rain and tears,
Waves take me nowhere,
Again I’m cast aside,
Atlantic tides,
Perhaps they know me,
Take me home where I should be,
I need a friend,
The wind she hears me,
And she whispers in my ear,
Take my hand,
And soon you’ll be home,
The waves of regret,
And the waves of luck,
The waves I kiss,
As they take me home,
Face pale,
My blood can’t keep up,
I’m screaming louder,
I need your company,
But as I hit land,
I still watch you above,
As I cry out with anguish,
For all your love,
Please don’t be cruel,
These waves granted me grace,
I’m home again,
Life and limb on the line for you,
Company I sought,
A voice of peace I begged,
Touch of a God,
Where his angels play,
My words and I,
Shall again cast away,
We wanted to be heard,
But ears dessert us as we speak,
Cut adrift,
The waves take me to a new home,
At sea I weep,
I delved too deep for company.

[benraul]

Good work Ant, Im liking them.

I am going to post one that i posted a while back. I have changed it a bit so I think this is a good way toe ase myself in again. Its a song so has a chorus and verses etc.

Mistake mid sentence for punch line,
Pounce on any reason in the mean time
To stay locked in confined conversation

Patient like a Bedouin tribe,
Basking in deserted desert light
Don’t have to justify retaliation

CHORUS
Your image stained, on the inside of my eye lids is what I dread
Please intervene, with immediate effect, is what I said

Perhaps my words might sway you,
Persuade you to make you stay,
Instead replay that inevitable show reel
The one that always ends the same

Didn’t like what he’d just seen
Drinks to escape and go blind
Tries to drift back into that dream,
Always wakes before the tales align,

CHORUS
Your image stained, on the inside of my eye lids is what I dread
Please intervene, with immediate effect, is what I said


Let me know what you think please. cheers.

[benraul]

Here is another. This is a work in progress as i didnt know if it was to cheesy or not. I suppose I need feedback to know what people think of it. Again, it is a song, but only so far has a first verse and chorus. So here goes.

You once said you’d stand with me V the world tonight.
Now, low and behold your tongue in cheek reply
You wouldn’t trust a man who sold his soul, so why should I?
So I’ll refrain from opening up my soul……………..to you
To you

She whispers shit underneath her breath, or words to that affect.
But she’s not quite done yet, she’s just paused to catch her breathe.
Prepared for the backlash, I’ll just wait and bite my tongue
And watch as you unleash all of these words upon……..upon me.
Upon me.

CHORUS:
Now you’ve said your peace
As you effortlessly breeze into a state, you’ll believe what you want to believe,
Our plan was conceived whilst carving our initials to trees,

Back then you clung to my hand
Now, when we look back will we think that we’ve done all that we possibly can?

Alas, you have the nerve to finally scupper all of our plans.

Scupper all of our plans
Scupper all of our plans

[sirmavers]

I remembered that first one once I read the 1st line. Class

[sirmavers]

This was done as part of the 'new' thing I've got going. Just staring out of bedroom window and writing what I saw, early hours like

I run through names of many strangers,
Finding someone to catch my tears,
Feed me like a drug and take me higher,
Please lower your voice as we whisper,
Dirty window with a list of the soulless,
None of them live in a skin of fear,
Dying every hour as their words suffocate them,
24, one for each and every hour I lie awake,
As the lamp shines down on a day that I pray for,
The hopes that sit atop slowly wither and burn,
They leave through a farewell I didn’t expect,
Early doors let her rest for the hard times ahead,
I read the secrets no one ever wants to hear,
As they pester me to waste an hour of my shortening life,
I won’t go much further before I run back home,
Just wait until the hour that I’m struggling to breathe,
A wire runs the length of a beckoning hallway,
Leaving me with choices to ponder,
Whichever doors are left locked will only be regretted,
Yet the wire trips me up whichever route I take,
I’ll try not to cry when I open my blinds,
When I see that the sun still desserts me,
Clouds hang over my head at 10 at night,
Falling into a mist that I shall sleep through,
Is that me I see reflecting through the glass?
He doesn’t seem to be the same,
He smiles at me when I’m dripping tears,
And he only sits by me at night,
Trees are silhouette as they join the night sky,
I assume tonight I shall not sleep?
As every light on earth takes a nap I cry,
Great me with something new.

[Exo-Happiness]

Light/Dark:

Bedroom light.
My vision is impaired.
I look and stare
But all I see is a prosthetic
me.
And superfluous items.
Make up.
A cactus.
Wardobe
And bed.
Items necessary to daily life.
But in the scope of things,
unimportant.

Bedroom dark.
Now my eyes will never deceive me.
As all I see is nature.
The sillouhette of the birch
That has watched me grow.
Peered into my eyes as each dawn breaks.
Shared with me the insomniac nights.
The stars and the moon
Like sparkling diamonds in the deep abyss.
(Cliche intended).

The mutual Darkness is what makes me see.
The difference in light
Either side of the glass pane,
Morphs the world.
In indecisive ways.

[Exo-Happiness]

That was my 100th Post. (y)

[dontask]

and a very good way to use it!

[sirmavers]

Probably my best poem ever, done last night. Though I say this whenever I write something good. Just got to time your posts right on here so that people read it, hopefully someone does

A ghost has got me and I’m dwelling on the past,
At loggerheads with love and I hope it doesn’t last,
An old friend that I once granted grace,
She disappeared for good and never showed her face,
The other night I dreamt she came home to me,
But I woke up with only breaking chains to see,
I’m not sure what I said but I kept her afloat,
Hand of God pulled her onto a boat,
Why did she drown me after I kept her dry?
Why again should a tear fall from my eye?
After a month of worries she soon left my room,
We slept well away from one like a worried bride and groom,
So long had passed without gracing each other with a hand,
Buried my head along with my fears in the sand,
Some people pick a time to dig out their past foes,
Some people live on these as their life’s lowest lows,
Why start again now and why haunt me tonight?
I only stuck by you as you where taunted by fright,
I can’t sleep anyway with the silence that I lie upon,
Leave me be please as all I need is the sun,
Pick anyone to run to so long as they aren’t past heroes,
Pick any crime to commit just to see how it goes,
When you go down I won’t bail out old love,
Hindsight will hurt you; do you remember bailing on our love?
Sink or swim as long as you’re not here,
Don’t awake me in a dream of your despair,
Lend a hand once and only one still here remains,
The past is dead, you’ve only yourself to blame.

[sirmavers]

Anyone reading any of this?? Only a day but I feel the need to resurrect it ...

[Exo-Happiness]

It is
Like a Casio cassette
Choking in the player;
Spitting out various distorted sounds.
It is
Like a shortcut through a dark wood.
Cheating in a race to the finish line.
It’s like the song you’ve always known.
Yet when the time comes the lyrics are lost.
It’s like a broken light bulb.
A filament lost in the darkness.
It’s like three broken watches
In the year when time is most precious.
Like an apple inscribed
With negativity and curled words.

The lack of understanding stems from
Within
The sufferer and extends
Further
Than the onlooker.
Why?
How?
Does anyone really know?
The psychology behind it attempts to touch on the
Answer.
The idea that immediate pain
Can become
Pleasure
Or relief
When it overcomes the
Familiar,
Dull,
Numbing
Pain that is endured
Constantly.
But how?
And why?
Does anyone really know?

[sirmavers]

I'm working on something amazing But didn't I say that like ages ago Meh, here's something pretty good anyway:

I will find myself again,
Lost like a moth into a light,
Show me the path of rain,
That leads to where we stand and fight,
Give me the blame,
For every spot of blood spilled,
Take away a limb,
For every chance that I fail to fulfill,
I can no longer explain,
Why my blood beats down on you,
Taste the sweet red pain,
It’s all mine and it’s all so true,
This world wasn’t made for love,
There are better things we came here for,
And as I see the whole world fall,
I stand and weep behind this door,
This room is lost in a storm,
As is my mind into its clouds,
Keep me warm,
Don’t whisper or talk too loud,
Water into waters rain,
I find myself a part of thee,
Tears and rain as one,
Please stay close beside of me.

[sirmavers]

Before every smile there’s a tear,
Before every calm there’s a storm,
Before every love there is heartbreak,
Before every great day there is a dawn,
For every tank that fires,
There’s a rose that flowers in the rain,
But for everyone that finds grace,
There is a man that’s going insane,
As soon as the wind whispers wisdom,
The rain will drown out her voice,
As soon as they hold a gun to your head,
You are left with little for choice,
Confusion easily arises,
From the finger that shows you the light,
For the light is the finger that will show you the way,
Marking out where you die in fight,
The closer you get to God,
The closer you get to temptation,
For every hand that you hold,
The more you feel the frustration.

[Exo-Happiness]

Tonight. For the first time.
I've experienced it.
The idea that you won't be able to see them.
Or call them.
Write to them.
Or just have them.

Love that is so fragile,
It can be walked over by nature.
And death.

Just struck from your life
Like roots from the ground.
Or keys from your fingers.

The keys no longer fit.

Life is a great teacher.
Unfortunately,
It has a
one hundred percent
student mortality rate.

Good night. I love you.

[dontask]

the world.
is a fucking horrible place.
atrocities vector
look down in disgrace
recycling is feeble
the planet is dead,
theres nothing we can do,
the pessimist said.

""spread our codes to the stars, you must rescue us all""

too greedy,
for too long,
too late when we saw,
that we'd always been wrong,
and humans are evil,
society is dead,
theres nothing here for you,
the realist said.

""its our last chance to forgive ourselves""

but maybe change,
isnt as hard,
as they both think,
we should just discard,
the lives of millions,
into suicide led,
because saints are too few,
the optimist said.




edit: exo i love your latest one, make sure you keep posting because i read them all.