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Post by PJ on Apr 16, 2005 4:20:29 GMT -5
Phew.... Will you eventually release the amount of votes we all got? |
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Post by champ103 on Apr 16, 2005 8:14:34 GMT -5
Probably not.
Now, have you written your poem?
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Post by Soidanae on Apr 16, 2005 20:42:21 GMT -5
Take the rain.
It isn’t pretty.
Yet the sun can burn your skin.
Gray is gray.
There is no need for black and white.
Only shades of pain.
Take the salt.
It can kill.
Yet sugar won’t save your meat.
Sour is sour.
Artificial sweeteners are lies.
Lemons do I exalt.
Take my tears.
They don’t smile.
Yet smiles remind me of joy.
Down is down.
Bottomless pits don’t exist.
The one way is up.
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Post by Phoenix 4242424242424242424242 on Apr 16, 2005 21:37:35 GMT -5
Congratulations, Phoenix. I'm glad you got through; your poem was much better than mine. Congratulations to everyone else, as well. Awww *hugs* this is all so sad. I feel really guilty now. People getting voted out is proberly the worst part. *Sob* I like yours, Soi. Short but says alot. I like peices that can do that. Like Hakitus, they can be brilliant, if done well. I was going to post a one about being abandonded, but being abandoned isn't really an emotion, and then there was the one about the world. Hmm. I might post my veiws on the world poem next time (if there is a next time), but I'll stick with this one, the abandoned one... quite long, mind you. Don't blame me, I know, I know my rythm is eally off, but it says what I've got to say. Don't Leave Me Here-Abandoned By Phoenix I don't want to be anywhere, Except here, watching as he sleeps. He'll be gone by morning, I know he's not for keeps. I hope he'll come back, And not leave me here. He breathes softly, & Doesn't jeer. I loathe this feeling, this despair, Now that he's gone. I couldn't really care, About the things that once gave me pleasure. I hope like all hell, That he'll return. But he won't, I should learn. The wounds are sore, & they ache, The pain will not cease. The empty space in my soul, Is for lease. Not for rent, To one night stands. But a contract for eternity, Like an hourglass of sands. We'll live in a cottage, And laugh when the sun hides. What we have will be strong, Like the moon pulling the tides. I watch him sleep, Innocent and sweet. I want to take his hand, & Into another world we'll leap. Why can't he be? What I want him to? But you can't change people, They do as they do. The faults may be present, & Thriving & throbbing. But we can overcome them, & Banish all the sobbing. The cottage image fades, The imaginary laugher wanes. The happiness is non-existent, & Then comes the rains. Pattering at first, Then ear fulls of noise. As the energy rises, The trees lose their poise. They sway and throw, Themselves across the glass. Like desperate singles, Their minds lost, the pain won’t pass. I don't mind, his absence, The pain has fainted. The world still seems, Unnaturally tainted. I hope, and pray, That time might erase it all. But through my eyes, I can't stand tall. He's still with me, In my every breath. Cooking up some scheme, Like an evil chef. He cuts up my heart, & Feeds it to my nightmares. I drift away, and feel him leave, Sleep suppresses out all of my cares. I fling open the door, & Run out to greet the night rain. I love the bitter cold downpour, Cascading into to my brain. It numbs my hollow insides, & Caresses my shattered core. I collapse into the puddles, & A broken heart, no more. Where I was once ruined, I am now repaired. I am healed, Not that I ever really cared. Too stubborn to see, The truth behind the lies. Now the veil is lifted, Never another disguise. I'm healed, Allowed to be myself again. I'm no longer tainted, I'm walking from his den. |
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Post by PJ on Apr 17, 2005 2:20:44 GMT -5
Meh, here is mine. I'm too lazy to do more. I doubt i'll make it this time, but at least I won't have to write any more poems.... ;D
Short and simple:
Emotions
Anger, the burning, seething desire
To set a whole lot of people on fire!
Love, the polar opposite of hate
It feels great to be with loveable mate.
Happiness, it makes you want to burst into song!
It’s a real shame it never really lasts all too long…
Sadness, a very terrible thing to feel,
You start to cry, you’re put off your meal.
Hatred, the most terrible emotion of them all,
Be careful, or it will keep you in its evil thrall.
Surprise, it can be good, it can be bad,
It can make you happy, it can make you sad.
So now, after reading, you can finally see,
How useless human emotions really can be.
-PJ
Soidanae, nice one, Phoenix, yours was kewl too.
By when do we have to vote?
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Post by champ103 on Apr 17, 2005 2:38:56 GMT -5
Now you can vote for either Soidanae, Pheonix or PJ!
Ennui is away for another week, and Count Lemon's gone for the weekend. Since the chance to post ends on Tuesday, Ennui is up for the vote too, but Count Lemon will stilll have time after he gets back.
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Post by PJ on Apr 17, 2005 2:45:35 GMT -5
Ennui is away for another week, and Count Lemon's gone for the weekend. Since the chance to post ends on Tuesday, Ennui is up for the vote too, but Count Lemon will stilll have time after he gets back. I thought Ennui was gonna be back by now..... |
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Post by Amber on Apr 17, 2005 3:27:39 GMT -5
I thought Ennui was gonna be back by now..... So did I, Dupin, did he tell you he'd be away anouther week? Just to stop me wondering/worrying, I'll go do mine. |
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Post by champ103 on Apr 17, 2005 5:59:33 GMT -5
So did I, Dupin, did he tell you he'd be away anouther week? Just to stop me wondering/worrying, I'll go do mine. He said he'd be away for a few weeks, but maybe he sent it to me a while back, when I was away. |
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Post by Phoenix 4242424242424242424242 on Apr 17, 2005 22:39:58 GMT -5
Meh, here is mine. I'm too lazy to do more. I doubt i'll make it this time, but at least I won't have to write any more poems.... ;D Short and simple: Emotions Happiness, it makes you want to burst into song! It’s a real shame it never really lasts all too long… Sadness, a very terrible thing to feel, You start to cry, you’re put off your meal. Soidanae, nice one, Phoenix, yours was kewl too. Thanks PJ, yours was good too. I didn't really like the love part, a bit rushed & cliched, no offense intended. Yes, where is Ennui? His absence, is somewhat, er, absent? No, I mean it's frustrated. No. Annoying. No. Umm, empty. Yes. DA is hollow without him. Not really, but you get what |
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Post by PJ on Apr 18, 2005 5:02:22 GMT -5
Thanks PJ, yours was good too. I didn't really like the love part, a bit rushed & cliched, no offense intended. Yes, where is Ennui? His absence, is somewhat, er, absent? No, I mean it's frustrated. No. Annoying. No. Umm, empty. Yes. DA is hollow without him. Not really, but you get what Yeah, but I had some trouble thinking of "happy" emotions. Also, ever tried to rhyme anger? My original verse for Hatred read something like: Hatred, the spawn of anger, It is often seen in japanese manga! But I thought it was too....weird. |
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Post by A. the Returned on Apr 18, 2005 6:33:11 GMT -5
Ok, I have only been at home for two nights this week so this is really rushed. I chose to do love/sadness/happiness/love. It has more than one emotion.
I wrote it because my bf was going to leave my school though he only has 2 terms of school left. He is now coming back, YzaY, I might add an other verse later.
The Special Place
By A
I close my eyes there you are,
You’re always in my dreams.
There you stand waiting for me
You’re real enough it seems.
In this place we’re together
And I am all you see,
Hold me tight, don’t let me go
It’s only you and me.
They say that if you love them
That you should let them go.
To do what makes them Happy
It’s the right thing, I know.
Though it hurts to let you go
It’s what you want to do
Knowing that you are happy
Will make me happy too
In my place you’ll always be,
‘Til the very end
One day we’ll be together.
Broken hearts will mend.
And when that day does arrive,
Then we’ll be together.
I’ll Love you and you’ll love me
Perfect for forever.
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Post by Amber on Apr 18, 2005 8:08:00 GMT -5
Yay, I like all the ones before me, here's my uninspired piece,
I will sit there waiting,
To be quietly hating,
The separation,
The desperation.
To know that I am on my own,
No one there that I can phone,
Knowing there’s nothing else to do
Except sit here and wait for you
I am sat here waiting
I am quietly hating
The separation
The desperation.
To sit alone in the crowded place
To wait, to see your smiling face.
To see the golden shine of your eyes
As you appear and take me by surprise
I was sat there waiting
I was quietly hating
The separation
The desperation.
Separation- Amber.
So eh, vote for me!
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Post by Akbar Le Grey on Apr 18, 2005 10:00:36 GMT -5
Emotion.
Lost, swirling, drowning in an ocean,
Of never-ending, mad emotion
Escape? Hide? Hah. What notions,
They are our doom, these inescapable emotions.
Inflicted on us by others, made up by our minds,
We’re flung around like orange rinds.
The darker side, anger hate and animosity
All part of a murky and gloomy sea
But now to light, and happier things
You laugh; have fun and a bird it sings
And yet, among all these stupendous sensations,
Will we ever choose the light or have time for celebrations?
I liked PJ's amnd Amber's. Soidanae's was stupedous.
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Post by champ103 on Apr 18, 2005 12:20:44 GMT -5
Wow, great poems everyone! I guess Ennui isn't back, and Count Lemon said since he's been away until late last night, and he can't get on the computer today, he is unable to post.
So vote for either:
Soidanae
VFD Australian Member A
Ennui
Amber
Le Grey Intellectual
Count Lemon
PJ
Pheonix
This week, you must send your votes in to me, not Kimia. If you sent a message to Kimia, then just send an identical one to me. Results in Wednesday.
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