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Literature Please come visit. People get upset, write poetry about it, and post it here. Sometimes we also talk about books. |
05-19-2007, 05:48 PM
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Very powerful.
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05-20-2007, 05:34 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2006
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frustration
Written during a boring example of the human need to blame and rely on someone besides themselves while they’re being deluded to expect an afterlife of harps and fluffy wings:
There is sorrow in the shadow of faith
stark white walls surround a confused follower
he opens his eyes from meaningless prayer to a bright thought
there is no truth in promise, no future in faith
life oozes from the pores of every living thing
now is not time for focus on death and salvation
stuffy halls of petrified believers trembling beneath the thumb of a scapegoat
grant the poor being a moment away from your demanding lemmings
break away from the norm and relish in a freedom only you can create
joy is to be had when it’s offered
there is no euphoria felt by a cadaver waiting for examination
from the earth back to the earth
potential lies in your every cell
do not let it die so that you may end up in some imaginary garden of light
bring that garden to the living
they need it more than the dead
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Originally Posted by Joker_in_the_Pack
At some point, you need to look yourself in the mirror and realize that what other people did to you does not define you as a person. You and your actions define who you are as a person. It's up to you to be a good person, in spite of all the evil you've faced. In fact, it should be because of the evil you see that it's good you do. Be the change you want in the world. Next time someone tells me that they're an asshole because they've had a bad life, I'm stabbing them in the eye with a spork.
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05-22-2007, 04:22 AM
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Join Date: Jan 2007
Location: Los Angeles
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Quote:
Originally Posted by CLV
If suddenly you do not exist,
if suddenly you are not living,
I shall go on living.
I do not dare,
I do not dare to write it,
if you die.
I shall go on living.
Because where a man has no voice,
there, my voice.
Where blacks are beaten,
I can not be dead.
When my brothers go to jail
I shall go with them.
When victory,
not my victory
but the great victory
arrives,
even though I am mute I must speak:
I shall see it come even though I am blind.
No, forgive me.
If you are not living,
if you, beloved, my love,
if you
have died,
all the leaves will fall on my breast,
it will rain upon my soul night and day,
the snow will burn my heart,
I shall walk with cold and fire and death and snow,
my feet will want to march toward where you sleep,
but
I shall go on living,
because you wanted me to be, above all things,
untamable,
and, love, because you know that I am not just one man
but all men.
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I agree with Aeroneet. Very powerful. I'm saving it to post to my friends. (with credit to the author, of course).
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05-22-2007, 04:36 AM
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Join Date: Jan 2007
Location: Los Angeles
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He was harmless to everyone... but himself.
He was funny, witty, clever, inventive.
He despised the medical profession and ignored their warnings.
He refused the help he desperately needed.
In denial he lived, of substance abuse he died.
He left behind scores of individuals who loved and admired him.
An individual, too proud to fall, fell upon his own behavior.
He is gone. Never to return again. Or if he does, will I recognize him?
Will he live again? If he does, I am not meant to know him again.
We are to remain strangers. If by chance our paths do cross, I will be an old man. He will be of different skin. Different path, different mind.
To each person he knew, he touched our souls, our lives, our minds.
His physicality is gone, yet as long as I am in charge of my heart and mind, there he will be remembered. There he will live.
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05-22-2007, 07:03 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: a sneeze away from San Francisco
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Wow. Quite emotionally charged.
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Originally Posted by Joker_in_the_Pack
At some point, you need to look yourself in the mirror and realize that what other people did to you does not define you as a person. You and your actions define who you are as a person. It's up to you to be a good person, in spite of all the evil you've faced. In fact, it should be because of the evil you see that it's good you do. Be the change you want in the world. Next time someone tells me that they're an asshole because they've had a bad life, I'm stabbing them in the eye with a spork.
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06-01-2007, 08:26 PM
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Join Date: Aug 2006
Location: the concrete and steel beehive of Southern California
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The moon is full
between the clouds
as I search
the shore.
Like the Eye of God
it lights the sand
but there is no sign
but silence.
Looking up
do I trace the beach
or breach the pitch
of an unknown lake?
Ripples belie
the undertow
but The Eye of God
blinks not.
Floating out
I miss the shore
but now My Eye
sees anew
the bubbles
drifting up.
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06-01-2007, 10:02 PM
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Join Date: Dec 2006
Location: Yew City
Posts: 2,413
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I love the word "undertow", reminds me of my beloved Mississippi. Ever notice how sometimes, when the clouds are right, looking up from dry land is almost the same as looking up from the shallow bottom of the ocean? Your eyes hurt the asme and the ripples are cause by the same winds.
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I am The Mighty Cooch!!!!!!
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06-02-2007, 03:37 AM
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Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: a sneeze away from San Francisco
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I love fridays! (grr)
Is it rude to hover here
Yes, they did invite me dear
Four wheels
that is all this love wagon requires
I take the fifth, for I make five
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Popcorn is airborne
Laughter is deafening
Seating is limited
Humor is lacking
Dragged along 'cause the felt guilty
Leave me at home
your conduct is filthy
I have no compadre for none want me,
go have "fun", leave me to my misery
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Originally Posted by Joker_in_the_Pack
At some point, you need to look yourself in the mirror and realize that what other people did to you does not define you as a person. You and your actions define who you are as a person. It's up to you to be a good person, in spite of all the evil you've faced. In fact, it should be because of the evil you see that it's good you do. Be the change you want in the world. Next time someone tells me that they're an asshole because they've had a bad life, I'm stabbing them in the eye with a spork.
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06-04-2007, 02:44 AM
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Join Date: Jan 2007
Location: Los Angeles
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********** Semper Libera
This is our land. A land of stability and equality. A land of justice and harmony.
This is our land... **********.
We are it's people... the workers, the builders, the growers, the soldiers,
the scientists, the artisans.
We are it's people... the stuards of Nature's bounty and the explorers of our world.
Struggling, learning, thriving, leading.
On the airwaves of our cities, and in the courts of the State... fighting against the mutilation
of our personal freedom and civil liberty.
Who are THEY ?
THEY are the appearentists. The arrogant, prejudiced, bigoted egotists.
In the steel&glass office towers of the Americas... In their corporate boardrooms...
in their businesses and factories... masculine beauty and strength are compromised...
sacrificed to heartless insects who's only sense of honor is to their own profit.
Yet even as We grasp at unity, there is a CANCER, an evil force of division, growing...
spreading... in our midst.
SHOUT !... SHOUT !... SHOUT OUT IT'S NAME !
A P P E A R E N T I S M !
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inspired by / based on George Orwell's 1984, (The three minute Hate)
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06-04-2007, 08:34 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: a sneeze away from San Francisco
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What is right is wrong
A single note, clarity
Please let truth be just
What is right is fear
Tremble at evil's feet
Assassinate ego
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Joker_in_the_Pack
At some point, you need to look yourself in the mirror and realize that what other people did to you does not define you as a person. You and your actions define who you are as a person. It's up to you to be a good person, in spite of all the evil you've faced. In fact, it should be because of the evil you see that it's good you do. Be the change you want in the world. Next time someone tells me that they're an asshole because they've had a bad life, I'm stabbing them in the eye with a spork.
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06-04-2007, 08:41 PM
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Join Date: May 2007
Location: In between the gods of time
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I have come to the point
where I am broken.
Left, right, up, down,
there's no true direction.
I am lost:
within myself.
I am trapped:
inside myself.
Will the gods of time set me free?
For they have power to heal all wounds.
Or am I doomed to lifelessness,
waiting for my sanity self-destruct?
I ask questions,
I listen for answers,
I hear only silence.
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To the somethingness
Which prevents the nothingness
Like Homer's wild boar
From trashing this way and that
Its white tusks
Through human beings
Like crackling stalks
And to nothing less
I offer this suffering of my father
"The Offering" - Stan Rice
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06-04-2007, 08:58 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: a sneeze away from San Francisco
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Deathchil, are you a mind reader or is human nature very repetitive? Your style is fun to read.
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Joker_in_the_Pack
At some point, you need to look yourself in the mirror and realize that what other people did to you does not define you as a person. You and your actions define who you are as a person. It's up to you to be a good person, in spite of all the evil you've faced. In fact, it should be because of the evil you see that it's good you do. Be the change you want in the world. Next time someone tells me that they're an asshole because they've had a bad life, I'm stabbing them in the eye with a spork.
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06-04-2007, 09:09 PM
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Join Date: May 2007
Location: In between the gods of time
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lol, well, I always say: humans are more the same than they are different =P
Oh and thank you very much =D
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To the somethingness
Which prevents the nothingness
Like Homer's wild boar
From trashing this way and that
Its white tusks
Through human beings
Like crackling stalks
And to nothing less
I offer this suffering of my father
"The Offering" - Stan Rice
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06-04-2007, 09:17 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2006
Location: a sneeze away from San Francisco
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to the tune of "carrying da Banner" from Newsies, don't ask
Inspiration has abandoned me
I feel so very detatched
usually this serves my meloncholy
but lately my padora's box'z been latched
there goes money
there goes fortune
there goes my career
I never thought I'd be a writer,
until my head was cleared
Now my hand shakes
crazy with the horror
stupid stinking sister
can't concentrate on a mistah
The great aristole
never had to throttle
a flaming mass of keys
Now I'm gunna give up
My computer's gunna spit-up
I'll save this site the shame
It's a hard task
writing sumthin funny
'lees it's 'bout a bunny
It's a darn task
So I'll stop
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Originally Posted by Joker_in_the_Pack
At some point, you need to look yourself in the mirror and realize that what other people did to you does not define you as a person. You and your actions define who you are as a person. It's up to you to be a good person, in spite of all the evil you've faced. In fact, it should be because of the evil you see that it's good you do. Be the change you want in the world. Next time someone tells me that they're an asshole because they've had a bad life, I'm stabbing them in the eye with a spork.
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06-07-2007, 02:14 AM
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Join Date: Jan 2007
Location: Los Angeles
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Robert Louis Stevenson - "That Man is a Success"
That man is a success
who has lived well,
laughed often and loved much;
who has gained the respect
of intelligent men,
and the love of children;
who has filled his niche
and accomplished his task;
who leaves the world better
than he found it,
whether by an improved poppy
or a perfect poem,
or a rescued soul;
who never lacked appreciation
of Earth's beauty
or failed to express it;
who looked for the best in others,
and gave the best he had.
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06-11-2007, 06:27 AM
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Join Date: May 2007
Location: In between the gods of time
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My face gleems red,
Might as well be blood, though it is not.
I can't find my thoughts, I lost them in my rage.
I am numb; such feelings, I forgot.
My eyes won't open,
The are glued shut by the crust of my tears.
I feel guilty, for being who I am.
I felt guilty all these years.
And tis the day,
I find myself once again,
Here; in the land of sadness and the ocean of pain.
I try to take myself to a happy place,
but it is there where I don't feel safe.
My worry protects me
From what is to come.
My sadness is the shell of my fear.
My fear protects me...
from myself.
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To the somethingness
Which prevents the nothingness
Like Homer's wild boar
From trashing this way and that
Its white tusks
Through human beings
Like crackling stalks
And to nothing less
I offer this suffering of my father
"The Offering" - Stan Rice
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06-13-2007, 08:38 AM
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Join Date: May 2007
Location: Flushing, NY
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Send me but the dear and daft face
I hold so near, a pulsation, so quick in fear
I quiver, but holding not the untethering pains
I knew not, the incandescence of precipitous rains
And let me rain unto you as this sombre, entrenched thing
When tattered screams lean upon tattered sheens now unclean
Between incandescence and the putred, sole fact
A resonance, or newfound attack
I sell my soul, or bare it for all to see
An alloting grace, or fluttering fee
Vigil, I keep myself, unrestrained, a moment within the
wanton grace
I shed, and wander towards the venom's bellowing heads
Amiss, a tiding, or interminable kiss
I held it dear, for the moment's perpetual bliss
An unforseen longing bestowed unto heart and lips.
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"Live for today, but know that tomorrow always comes- even if not for you."-MollyMac
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06-14-2007, 06:40 PM
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Join Date: May 2007
Location: In between the gods of time
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I was bored... it's supposed to be a song...
based off a true story x]
The Night Stalker
Ramirez and Bravewolf, making the pact
Joining in friendship and falling intact.
Ramirez and Vincow, was much not the same
The results were quite different and so was the blame.
It was in 1984, on June the 28th,
The man he was greedy, he wanted the bait.
But when it came down to miss Vincows home,
There wasn't enough to steal, and so...
The annihilation began!
and the death of a women, was soon to arrive!
The blood slappettered walls, and the curtains were stained;
and somehow the sexual tensions were raised.
Jab, Peirce, Puncture, Thurst!
The night stalker is here.
Jab, Peirce, Puncture, Thurst!
Beware, the night stalker is here!
He'd walk through the door,
and as he came near,
He'd look in your eyes,
and you'll shrivle in fear.
Then he'd stab you once more,
and you'd fall to the floor!
but it wasn't enough for him.
So the fornication began!
and a dead women was soon to be fucked!
milt on the couch dripping on to the floor,
If you're already dead you could still be a whore?
Jab, Peirce, Puncture, Thurst!
The night stalker is here.
Jab, Peirce, Puncture, Thurst!
Beware, the night stalker is here!
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To the somethingness
Which prevents the nothingness
Like Homer's wild boar
From trashing this way and that
Its white tusks
Through human beings
Like crackling stalks
And to nothing less
I offer this suffering of my father
"The Offering" - Stan Rice
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06-15-2007, 08:37 PM
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Join Date: May 2007
Location: Flushing, NY
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Wondering, rasps of hate
I bid you, descecrate, or bid me
Empature, or emparting unto thee
This rasp I hold, or bestow, once incandescent light
I bid, despite, the centric whims and their wanting, peripheral
sight
It was but the greatest sights, behold
A sweet effrevescence, I hence unfold
Or bid myself 'tween destinies so great and bold
That this should be my goodbye of goodbyes, a folklore
heretofore retold.
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"Live for today, but know that tomorrow always comes- even if not for you."-MollyMac
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06-16-2007, 12:19 AM
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Join Date: Nov 2006
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sing to me sweet nothingness
your company is most amusing
I lay down in your arms and you comfort me
tell me that I am worthwhile
My questions fall upon invisible ears
your answers cannot surf waves of sound
still our auras meld and sway
compatible in every way
come dance with me at the edge of the earth
we have planned this moment since my time of birth
jump into pelès world with me
let’s do a rumba through her fiery sea
the world will burn up around me
they will forget what the no longer see
quiero muerte, peace, silence
your fog surrounds me and gives me back my voice
remain here and justify my choice
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Originally Posted by Joker_in_the_Pack
At some point, you need to look yourself in the mirror and realize that what other people did to you does not define you as a person. You and your actions define who you are as a person. It's up to you to be a good person, in spite of all the evil you've faced. In fact, it should be because of the evil you see that it's good you do. Be the change you want in the world. Next time someone tells me that they're an asshole because they've had a bad life, I'm stabbing them in the eye with a spork.
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06-16-2007, 12:21 AM
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sitting at the edge of the pier
wondering if the world really stops here
black waves rattle the rickety wood
excitement chills my fiery blood
for tonight is the night when the end is found
But what if, alas, there be no end?
would I be forced to search over again
be it merely a lake and not world’s fall
life will continue the same for us all
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Originally Posted by Joker_in_the_Pack
At some point, you need to look yourself in the mirror and realize that what other people did to you does not define you as a person. You and your actions define who you are as a person. It's up to you to be a good person, in spite of all the evil you've faced. In fact, it should be because of the evil you see that it's good you do. Be the change you want in the world. Next time someone tells me that they're an asshole because they've had a bad life, I'm stabbing them in the eye with a spork.
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06-19-2007, 05:02 AM
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Join Date: May 2007
Location: Flushing, NY
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Able Ear
Send me, wayward gaze,
But the hapless, faithless craze
And dissipating more with the wondrous plight
Effervescence, the waning site
I grant thee, pleasure, and needs for measure
Innocence, and wanton for lack of fare
As retribution within the destitute air
I shake, or hence lay, dispatch and forsake
This whimsical worry I hold here, to the now, so dear
Clinging like fame to the despairing, severe
Flames echoed betwixt euphoria's able ear.
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"Live for today, but know that tomorrow always comes- even if not for you."-MollyMac
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06-19-2007, 11:00 PM
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Join Date: Nov 2005
Location: El Paso, Texas/ Ciudad Juarez, Chihuahua
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I wrote this rhyme for a friend of mine.
Thing is... she didn't get it...
Embarrassing huh?
Anyway, here's the rhyme. Tell me what you think of it and what you think it is about.
I don't particularly like it. I find it too jumpy, going from one thing to the next. It doesn't flow.
Anyway:
What is a man to do
When his heart is not his own?
What must a man pursue
If not where his heart has flown?
But my heart's not misplaced
It has been willfully given.
In my chest there, replaced,
Now a feeling of Heaven.
For in my loving mind
No single thought I deter;
For they are all confined
To sing solely about her:
Of great beauty they chant
And when I hear them begin,
By God! They know I can't
Forget the warmth of her skin.
They carol of wisdom.
Hearing canticles so wise,
As wisdom I seldom
See but her radiant eyes.
They serenade of love
But all love is eclipsed,
Like by the moon above,
By the redness of her lips.
A man is not a man
Until he dons his heart.
This man has just begun
To live his life as art:
Canvas brush strokes flutter
And dance in thousands of hues.
Life, I am its painter
And she, my ravishing muse.
I do want some reviews back because I want to see if people notice some things about the above rhyme which I want people to notice.
Obviously I won't say what are those things until I see if some people got close.
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"No theory, no ready-made system, no book that has ever been written will save the world.
I cleave to no system. I am a true seeker."
-Mikhail Bakunin
Quote:
Originally Posted by George Carlin
People who say they don’t care what people think are usually desperate to have people think they don’t care what people think.
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06-20-2007, 01:15 AM
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Join Date: Jun 2007
Location: Philasphyxia
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Godslayer Jillian
I wrote this rhyme for a friend of mine.
Thing is... she didn't get it...
Embarrassing huh?
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Yes. I always wondered what that would feel like.
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-Le Magnifique
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06-20-2007, 03:09 AM
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Join Date: Aug 2006
Location: the concrete and steel beehive of Southern California
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I loved it just the way it was Jillian (even though I had to look up canticles ). You are an incurable romantic, as am I.
She should be honored you wrote this for her, and immediately swoon.
The only thing I would come close to changing are the lines:
"As wisdom I seldom
See but her radiant eyes."
Perhaps this:
"As wisdom I seldom see
but her radiant eyes."
I would not change a word, just the arrangement of the words.
This will be a classic.
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