Poetry Corner

[nairi]

I swear and scratch
and want to hit and run
and be no one
not even me

[Anonymouse]

Really? I could have sworn that it's identical to his writing style. I think he's a bit ashamed to portray himself as a romantic, which he certainly is. Oh well, let him maintain that manly shell.

That poem was written while possessed by someone elses spirit so technically it's not really mine.

[Crimson Glow]

I'm sorry, Sag. But all the people snapping their fingers after the reading frieghtened me!

[SagGal]

Nice one Crimson.
Oh, and just so you know, I was sitting in the front row. But you shouldn't have left the stage so quick. I wanted an autograph.

[anileve]

Eve, sorry to burst your bubble, but according to him, he didn't write it. (Look up top).

Really? I could have sworn that it's identical to his writing style. I think he's a bit ashamed to portray himself as a romantic, which he certainly is. Oh well, let him maintain that manly shell.

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Everybody's a hero in a process
The only sense a child has is innocence

Worldly gains and subjective slants
Have plagued the body of romance

Who distorted symbolic eve
and thought that blackness meant to grieve?

To create a race of human souls afraid of sense, condemning holes
Is physical gratification self mistreatment?
The connotation!

We've learned well the definitions
Putting down human conditions
To Hell with that!
The secret is lose!
Sex is divine!
It's called self use.

The gifts of nature in our skin the mind is only half the twin
The torso is the other part
Their issue is the human heart
I hope that all oppressions fail
I hope that love in every form finds those who need warmth

[xBaron Dants]

*steps up to the mic...*

Ummm...hi. Well....ummm...I wrote this a while back as a quick rough draft to revise at a later time. That later time...ummm...hasn't come. So, it's still choppy, and like....sucky and crappy and stuff....but, yeah.....so...here goes....


And..and..stop LOOKING at me....I can't do this with you staring........I said STOP IT! No, not LAUGH, STOP it! Ok, now...ummm.....HEY! You in the back! Look at your coffee or something! Ok....ummm...here goes nothing......-ahem-....





Aaaaaaand, that's all!

*Dashes off the stage*

hahahaha. You're one funny guy. And poem looked pretty good. I must admit that I only skimmed through it quickly, as my brain is slow tonight, but I will get back to reading it more attentively some time soon.

[Crimson Glow]

*steps up to the mic...*

Ummm...hi. Well....ummm...I wrote this a while back as a quick rough draft to revise at a later time. That later time...ummm...hasn't come. So, it's still choppy, and like....sucky and crappy and stuff....but, yeah.....so...here goes....


And..and..stop LOOKING at me....I can't do this with you staring........I said STOP IT! No, not LAUGH, STOP it! Ok, now...ummm.....HEY! You in the back! Look at your coffee or something! Ok....ummm...here goes nothing......-ahem-....

Collective Divide

Fractions appear before me
Taking neither shape nor form recognizable
Spreading as infinitely outward as the universe
In unimaginable colors and vibrant pulses
Taking on an aura, a verve
They beckon me, momentarily stunning and paralyzing.
What have I found?
Why am I here?
The more I focus, the more fractions appear.
Then as mysterious as The Divide, my mind is suddenly clear.
All thoughts disappear, I know now why I’m here
With eyes sealed like a new born, I extend my form.
In slow moving time, I allow my self to fall forward.
I dive deep into the fraction just before me,
My whole being immersed in it, imbedded in its thick entity
Swimming freely, soaking all of its brilliance.
I find myself gently floating to the top
I arise out of the fraction, now taking on its metallic hue
I listen to the change in my pulse, my color, my being.
My appetite has formed. My being hungers and aches for more
And so into the fractions I descend
again and again
my being resonating,
my thirst never quenched.
My form changing hue with each.
The hue steadily becoming incandescent radiance
I crave more
I yearn to explore
Knowing the divide before me
will never be conquered in its entirety,
Yet yearning to emmerse in it just the same
My mild passion now a luminous flame
For I know, there is no going back
I will play the never ending game
I will never be the same -
I will never be the same

Aaaaaaand, that's all!

*Dashes off the stage*

[ckBejug]

Eternity is never done.

Ahhh semantics!








(or maybe I should get down to my valley girl roots and say.... ahem... Duh! )

[antihippy]

Eternity is never done.

[ckBejug]

How to live eternity in one hour.

One hour.
Sixty minutes.
It can easily be done.
Hardly a blip in the fabric of time.
Only three-thousand six-hundred seconds.
One glance between two people.
One moment between lovers.
One glimmer in their eyes.
One caught breath.
One shared heat.
One passion.
One love.
One kiss.
Be one.

You're done.