Poetry Corner

[MrHyeSev]

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Coldness

You wake up on the weekend
And Dont want to get out of bed
You look outside the window and see
It is all black. You feel depressed inside
Because you cant see the sun, you pray to God
to have some peace for the day and then it's done
Always trut God no matter what the situation is
He will save you because he loves you and the rest is History.

by: PepsiAddict.

[freakyfreaky]

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"Not Mine" by Czeslaw Milosz

Not Mine

All my life to pretend this world of theirs is mine
And to know such pretending is disgraceful.
But what can I do? Suppose I suddenly screamed
And started to prophesy. No one would hear me.
Their screens and microphones are not for that.
Others like me wander the streets
And talk to themselves. Sleep on benches in parks,
Or on pavements in alleys. For there aren't enough prisons
To lock up all the poor. I smile and keep quiet.
They won't get me now.
To feast with the chosen—that I do well.

[freakyfreaky]

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"Truro Bear" by Mary Oliver (b. September 10, 1935)

The Truro Bear

There’s a bear in the Truro woods.
People have seen it - three or four,
or two, or one. I think
of the thickness of the serious woods
around the dark bowls of the Truro ponds;
I think of the blueberry fields, the blackberry tangles,
the cranberry bogs. And the sky
with its new moon, its familiar star-trails,
burns down like a brand-new heaver,
while everywhere I look on the scratchy hillsides
shadows seem to grow shoulders. Surely
a beast might be clever, be lucky, move quietly
through the woods for years, learning to stay away
from roads and houses. Common sense mutters:
it can’t be true, it must be somebody’s
runaway dog. But the seed
has been planted, and when has happiness ever
required much evidence to begin
its leaf-green breathing?

Warning by Jenny Joseph (born 7 May 1932)
[this poem was the inspiration for the Red Hat Society]

Warning

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.

I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.

I shall go out in the slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practise a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.

[freakyfreaky]

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Spring 1991

Look about you
Stand guard
Democracy's degeneration
is upon us

Collapsing cycles continue
Hitler, Napoleon, Ceasar
New World Order
Over Now

First World Police State
Oppression

Nine Men
Tailor the Bill of Rights
their hammers fall
and the masses lose control

Faltering First Amendment interpretations upheld
womens' rights - controversial conversation piece

Big brother is back
beware or be blacklisted
the only thing we must fear
Ourselves

apathy stricken Americans
question the authority, before
the authority questions you
as they attempt to weed
out the unwanted

or atleast round them up
in
metropolitan ghettoes
with crumbling infrastructures

and the desensitizing box
fulfills its function
holds the constituents' minds captive
just shows them what they want to see

Superbowl mentality

The oligarchy is allowed to prosper
by the turnout of 30%

break out of the rut
question authority
vote no on the counterrevolution
don't give up your rights

quickly captialism and democracy
smell of fresh sickled wheat

44 years ago the U.S. government
stalked out Communist party members
now, it propagandizes the benefits of socialism.

[MrHyeSev]

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It's 2008 another year will pass by
You know I wake up in the morning to see the sky
All I saw is light & good things
And I dont mean the xxxelry & nice rings
This poem was a freestlye of many
Theres more to come, wait I mean plenty.

[freakyfreaky]

Five days counting, war calls sounding

Five Days Counting, War Calls Sounding
1/11/91

Five days counting
who shall we believe?
The media?

War calls sounding
Do we stand to lose
more than we may gain?

Unprofitable
Should saving oil
take precedence
over spilling blood?

Capitalism
Politics
Exploitation
synonyms

A puppeteer's game
whose voice carries
throught the mouths
of the expendable?

Cowards
concealing insecurities
through rash rhetoric

Hypocrisy
Civil rights' protectors?
Fighters for democracy?

Read my lips:
"I don't need congresses' approval
to go to war."

Camouflage
Is Goliath calling David
the giant?

Dr. Frankenstein denying
he created a monster

When will the American public
replace teflon with velcro?

After the Federal Reserve System has sunk?
After the First Amendment is revoked?
After those accountable are advised
to respond, "I can't recall"?

Too late - the time is now

Assuring peace through war
an apocalyptic fallacy

This is not the Philippines
This is not Libya
This is not Vietnam
Neither Grenada nor Panama

The United Nations
A marketplace for bribes?
The subsidiary of the world's most outspoken
public corporation?
The United States

A solution
"Just say no."
President Bush
--- choose life
This could be your last chance
to do so with the public's support

[freakyfreaky]

On the frailty of being human

On the frailty of being human (or the Harvey Milk song)

8/2002

Hey, Hey, Hey
I was the ding dongs
that made me do it

There's really nothing to it
The twinkies, the twinkies
make everything just right

But what about them hoho
them creamy, creamy hohos
when you had yourself a hoho
Its out of sight

[jgk3]

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I wrote this around last year, I thought it would work as lyrics for a metal song, when I look back at it today, I feel it was a somewhat childish work, but I nonetheless think of today's elite, but with an ancient character, in other words, same spirit, different times:


Swordmasters by Heavenly Fate
Alliance of Horse and Man Storms Through Every Gate
Distance is No Longer an Issue
Just a Matter of Time Till.... We Crush You

Nothing Stopped Us, Our Spirit Rules Over
Warrior, Cleric, Peasant Trinity Lasts Forever
You All Speak Our Words Today
Enslaving The Indigenous Kept Theirs at Bay

We Inherit Our Children's Colours, And They Learn Our Tongue
So Our Anthems Of Glory Can Forever Be Sung
And Without Our Knowledge, Our Neighbours Stand No Chance
Our Love of Conquest, Metallurgy Will Enhance

Your Realm, Now Ours, Is Locked Shut and Improved
You have Nowhere To Run
So Play and Pick Your Rank if Caste Allows You
Or Die in Obscurity to Eschew


We Know About Life and the Universe
We are Descended from the Stars
We're Immortal
We Don't Care for You

Triumph is the Only Virtue

[MrHyeSev]

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I see you here in the light
looking like you're alright
we engage to have a convo
but you told me I look like Gonzo
so the point of this poem is
I freestyled it to your ears.

[jonoricho4]

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nice poems i like the life one