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12-07-2015, 01:28 AM
RE: Poets' Corner (Serious Poems)
"Innocent Illusion"

Take me back to yesterday
Help me wipe these tears away

Start fresh
Ignorance is bliss

My folly
I'm no fool

Biodegradable
Easily thrown away

So easy
How nice for you

Fuck you
Fuck her too

Cash
not credit

I'd prefer
Being kept in the dark

Figures...

Her figure
Really?

What the fuck?
Wish I didn't care so much...

I was stupid enough to think you couldn't hurt me anymore.

"If there's a single thing that life teaches us, it's that wishing doesn't make it so." - Lev Grossman
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02-08-2015, 01:33 PM (This post was last modified: 02-08-2015 04:59 PM by Octapulse.)
RE: Poets' Corner (Serious Poems)
Her avant-garde smile cascaded on that turn down Tuesday, with Bella Lugosi blues swamping her sullen cerebellum in sultry silence. Her hands wandered endlessly aimless across her frequently frightened face, watching, wondering, waiting for the day she slips into the silent cemetery.
STOP! She screamed so sinister,
rejecting reoccurring recognitions with a raging retort.

Throw back the throbbing threads of incandescent imagery and halt the hands of time.
Operator! Stop the ride! I wanna get out, off, under, away from this never ending era of disappointing delusion. Drown out the risky remains rendering them silent, lock up the luminous night and throw away the keeper of sins.

Take a deep breath,

Don't look back. . .

(22-08-2015 07:30 PM)Revenant77x Wrote:  It is by will alone I set my brows in motion it is by the conditioner of avocado that the brows acquire volume the skin acquires spots the spots become a warning. It is by will alone I set my brows in motion.
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02-08-2015, 05:26 PM
RE: Poets' Corner (Serious Poems)
Rivercide

Poetry has commenced to turn up its nose and curl up its toes in expiration of literary conquest in this city of Riverside.

We have tipped over the tables, shot out the candles, barred the doors and drove it out like an overgrown placid mob.

The remaining few who still wield their pens like a finger to the world have resorted to drive-by poetry. Since it's shunned from the local coffee houses, the D.A's office and McDonald's, it can only be heard filing languidly out of car windows as they careen down the road, trying to remain inconspicuous.

I say it's time to kick down the doors to the coffee houses, raise our voices to the java gestapo and demand to restore the spoken word!

To hell with writers anonymous! Let's start a manhunt for non-writers, take up that which is mightier and gouge out their eyeballs in effigy!

Then, if we feel like it, we'll write about it.

(22-08-2015 07:30 PM)Revenant77x Wrote:  It is by will alone I set my brows in motion it is by the conditioner of avocado that the brows acquire volume the skin acquires spots the spots become a warning. It is by will alone I set my brows in motion.
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03-08-2015, 12:50 PM
RE: Poets' Corner (Serious Poems)
La Cucaracha

Crunch! My ears did catch before I'd reached the door, looking down upon the ground, la cucaracha lives no more . . .

A pesticide did I commit??

What would I say?

It was suicide damnit!

What was I supposed to do as the little shit ran under my shoe?

Can you understand their stressful life?

Can you associate Raid with strife?

I can perceive nature's flaw, and you too would be in awe! For a nuclear attack they could survive through, but they're no match for my size 12 shoe.

(22-08-2015 07:30 PM)Revenant77x Wrote:  It is by will alone I set my brows in motion it is by the conditioner of avocado that the brows acquire volume the skin acquires spots the spots become a warning. It is by will alone I set my brows in motion.
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11-08-2015, 12:20 PM
RE: Poets' Corner (Serious Poems)
Now is a blank canvas,
an empty sheet of paper,
an untouched slab of stone awaiting the chisel.
Now is opportunity,
a chance to begin,
an untreaded path awaiting the foot.
Now is not the past,
nor is it the future,
but exists waiting for you to arrive in the moment.
Now is all powerfull.
Now is all you have.
Now is all.
Now.

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11-08-2015, 12:20 PM
RE: Poets' Corner (Serious Poems)
(11-08-2015 12:20 PM)Octapulse Wrote:  Now is a blank canvas,
an empty sheet of paper,
an untouched slab of stone awaiting the chisel.
Now is opportunity,
a chance to begin,
an untreaded path awaiting the foot.
Now is not the past,
nor is it the future,
but exists waiting for you to arrive in the moment.
Now is all powerfull.
Now is all you have.
Now is all.
Now.

I really like that one Thumbsup
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11-08-2015, 12:26 PM
RE: Poets' Corner (Serious Poems)
(11-08-2015 12:20 PM)jennybee Wrote:  
(11-08-2015 12:20 PM)Octapulse Wrote:  Now is a blank canvas,
an empty sheet of paper,
an untouched slab of stone awaiting the chisel.
Now is opportunity,
a chance to begin,
an untreaded path awaiting the foot.
Now is not the past,
nor is it the future,
but exists waiting for you to arrive in the moment.
Now is all powerfull.
Now is all you have.
Now is all.
Now.


I really like that one Thumbsup

Thank you Jennybee!

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12-08-2015, 04:06 PM
RE: Poets' Corner (Serious Poems)
This is probably my favorite of mine, as I wrote it during a long, deep bout of depression and seclusion.

I'm lost in this doubtful sea,
I can't seem to swim to land.
It's easy to tell someone what their outlook should be,
When you aren't drowning with them, hand-in-hand.
I try to be the best, fighting for what I think is right,
But I'm just like the rest;
Swimming is no use when the ropes to the anchor are pulled tight.
Clambering on top of one another for one second of respite,
Falling back into the water, ever closer to the dark, endless night.

Suddenly, all is not as it seems,
My body is still dry.
Just manifestations of broken dreams,
And still I begin to cry.

I pick up the pieces and I put myself back together,
There's a new day on the horizon, and with it, hopes of getting better.

I cling to my work like its company,
Keeping my mind from being idle, and therefore keeping the self-doubt from throwing on the bridle,
All the while, maintaining the utmost subtlety.

Try to hold it in, but these hands grow weak,
Dark thoughts pour in,
Try to be strong, but my spirit becomes meek.

Consumed again by the regrets I hide,
Rocking back and forth, waiting for the barrage to subside.

Falling closer and closer still, to the dark, endless night.
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12-08-2015, 10:24 PM
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I don't know how I feel about this one.. It feels kinda cheesy to me, but for the sake of getting out of my comfort zone, I'll share it anyway Tongue

*Oh, and JennyBee, in regards to my previous poem; thank you for the kind words and the rep. Also, I wanted to let you know that I am doing great now, although my depression is kind of like a creepy relative. It still comes around every now and again, but it only makes me uncomfortable for a short while, and then it's gone. lol


-Try to be strong, but you feel out of place.
Try to be confident, but it's just another egg on your face.
-Try to fight the good fight, but the masses are much too massive.
Begin to question your objective, and entertain the thought of being passive.
-"Do I continue on, regardless of the effects?
Or do I give in to their wishes, without any object?"
-Perceived to be a fool, until you question it yourself,
Doubt fills your heart, then the desire to put your values on the shelf.
-In school, they tell you that the possibilities are limitless,
Until you try to change the script,
And then they try to make you opinion-less.
-Shallow minds and hollow hearts seem to be the norm,
For ourselves, and posterity, we cannot help but to mourn.
- But for goodness sake, it's time for goodness to take hold,
So, let us wipe this plate and clean this slate, for fortune favors the bold.
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12-08-2015, 10:31 PM
RE: Poets' Corner (Serious Poems)
(12-08-2015 10:24 PM)EppurSiMuove Wrote:  I don't know how I feel about this one.. It feels kinda cheesy to me, but for the sake of getting out of my comfort zone, I'll share it anyway Tongue

*Oh, and JennyBee, in regards to my previous poem; thank you for the kind words and the rep. Also, I wanted to let you know that I am doing great now, although my depression is kind of like a creepy relative. It still comes around every now and again, but it only makes me uncomfortable for a short while, and then it's gone. lol


-Try to be strong, but you feel out of place.
Try to be confident, but it's just another egg on your face.
-Try to fight the good fight, but the masses are much too massive.
Begin to question your objective, and entertain the thought of being passive.
-"Do I continue on, regardless of the effects?
Or do I give in to their wishes, without any object?"
-Perceived to be a fool, until you question it yourself,
Doubt fills your heart, then the desire to put your values on the shelf.
-In school, they tell you that the possibilities are limitless,
Until you try to change the script,
And then they try to make you opinion-less.
-Shallow minds and hollow hearts seem to be the norm,
For ourselves, and posterity, we cannot help but to mourn.
- But for goodness sake, it's time for goodness to take hold,
So, let us wipe this plate and clean this slate, for fortune favors the bold.

Good so glad you are doing better Smile. I liked that poem too! Not cheesy at all Smile
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