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A summer storm

Whips the rain against my face
But the stinging pain
Brings forgotten memories
To the surface of my brain

The candle burns

Lighting my fears
Growing my shadows
Catching my eye
But it nevers warms me.

Photograph

The past made present
Old pains, eternal
Stagnation
Indignation
The camera always lies

The Shark in the Street

Is biting at my feet
Yet I cannot flee
For it is chained to me
With regret

Fate

Like the hands of lover scorned
Soft, uncaring, powerful
Obeys no master
Guides no man
Fools and lovers hearken its call

The Shark of Night

Night is like a shark
smelling the end of light
like blood
in the water of life
BITING
biting at the last fun
of the day's revelry
BITING
and it won't leave

Maze

Weaving in and out
of my mind
of my thoughts
This maze of lies
Also known as my life

Just Take this Pill

This pill will change your life
It will be good, trust me!
Your sadness will go away
Your pain will go away
Your memories will go away
Your emotions will go away
Your self will go away
Take this pill!
Be a new person!
Be a non-person!

Flying through Greenland

Dawn rises on this nightmare
The blacked ground turns green
The bloodied skulls are rocks
The chirping of birds replaces the cry of the widow
The sun will set again.

Vision

Vision like hurricane
Storm like sight
Leading to your brain
And leading out of the light

Tears

Sometimes the best thing is to cry
Cry tears
Like windshield washer fluid for your problems
Like bird dookie, they wash away
and fall to the side of the road
Sometimes tears can liberate
Sometimes tears can save
So don't be afraid to cry
Big girls do cry.

On top at dawn

A feeling of regret
yet how could that be
for she said she'd think
yet she didn't, now i see

A book

Turn the pages
Discover my secrets
Feel the rotted leather
The faded text

You are next.

bite the bullet

pleasantly surprised
by your bitter sweet goodbyes
though deceit and lies
end in our demise

Seclusion

People are -blam!-s.
I want to get away
when people talk about all the
phony -blam!- people talk about.
Sometimes I want to get away
and sit in a secluded corner
and think about life.
Sometimes
I like to get away
And think about life.

Yogurt

Your fruit is on the bottom
Why can't you be pre mixed?
Your difficulties akin to mine
Forever alone in my fridge.

Her

She doesn't know
how she makes me
feel
for if
she did, should would end
it all
and all and all and all...

Food.

I like bacon
I like cheese
I'm hungry
It makes me pleased
I don't like gumdrops
they make me sick
But I have to give you props
because I make -blam!- up.

*bows*

Suspicious Circumstances

The car screeches away
In the darkness, my eyes don't see
And unfamiliar wail
Of a baby, unfed
My world is turned upside down
But I don't remove my blind
For fear of what I might see
What i might recognize.
What I might be.
Death

Death is a fleeting rainbow.
It is the omen of darkness.
It calls us forth from our suffering and woe.
And leads us to oblivion.

low men

blackest night of brightest yellow
sordid faces, razor smiles
cursed eyes of
a hollow man

Potato

You are the one for me.
Hark, Potato.
You fit nicely into my neighbor's tailpipe,
And your many eyes can see.

The highway.

As I look around, I see the cars,
See the people through steel bars,
So close, yet so secluded,
People driving, men uprooted,
So close we all are to each other,
The next car could be our mother,
But we'd never know, if so,
The lonely road commands it so.

Scourage

Ravage, plunder, bury
Disgrace in every step.
You are the destroyer,
The end divine.

I cry to all of those who still can

The tide draws in
Drowns our voices
We stand firm
But nothing stands forever
The past forgotten
The future bleak
We still stand
We still weep

The charge

His feeting pounded the morning
earth
grasping his weapon, bent head, legs pumping
attempts to breath
falling to knees, the ground seems distant
in the white before the fall

Glass

Crystal clear,
You let me see the world,
From my computer I glance,
Outside.
Broken by rocks,
And really high notes,
You give me visions,
Of dnallivah,
And her glass dildo.

Bitterness

Like a lemon in my mouth
It's tangy juices
Find their way down south




The End.

goggles

they do nothing
for the horrors that lay
before my feet

divide

the great divide of
the shallow tide
an ocean of nothings
that beg for indifference

Eyebrow

With every subtle lift
I feel my heart leap
Your green entity
Cucumber, grass, that-color-you-turn-when-you're-really-sick.
Questioning wonder,
Truth divine,
You express my mother,
During douche bag time.

-blam!-

come on, please get up
no, I won't leave you behind
really, I cant do that

Late night hamburger

Tasty
But also freezer burned.
Confusing times for GC
What's going on?

My glasses

I couldn't see one day
So I adjusted my glasses
I saw a man shot in the stomach
I saw pain
So I adjusted my glasses
I saw a woman weeping for a son
I saw grief
So I adjusted my glasses
I saw a man turn away from God
I saw despair
So I adjusted my glasses
I saw a man steal from his friend
I saw greed
So I took off my glasses
I didn't want to see the world.

Little boy

I'm sorry I took you away,
I'm sorry I made you mine,
I'm sorry I stuck my -blam!- in you,
Even for a short time.

the edge of a circle

life equates itself with paradox
reality in the rift of reason
ringing wrongingly right
rang the red reel
rife with retching,
riding the end of a season

The Spider

I saw a spider build a web
It was a thing of beauty
glistening in the light
shimmering like a dream
gossamer strands
Then a fly flew in
it struggled
trying to break free
trying not to die
I saw a spider build a web
It was a thing of terror.


Wrong

You're wrong,
O so wrong,
Wrong like a fat person,
Wearing a really tiny thong.
__________________

Trabeck

Below me,
Is your mother,
Har har har.
Suck it.

Magazine Girl Pretty

I was reading a magazine
and I saw a pretty girl
a really pretty girl
a too pretty girl
So I took a pen
and I made her ugly
and now I'm the prettiest girl

Mecha

Built like a flower,
In a mid-summer shower,
A night dream.
You try to participate,
But can't.
Because you touch yourself at night.

the machine

machinations of thought
a system and a school
self-replicating and self-preserving
a house of cards built on sand
when faced with the chaos
of the idea

Everyone following the same path. Like grooves in a record, they sing the same song over and over, chanting their double-speak, crushing free thought.


No more! I break free of form



No more! I sing my own song



No more! I ask your pardon not




For I am the beast who shouted "I" at the heart of the world!

a river rampant

smooth, docile and calm
violent at the least resistance
raging on a whim

School

Learn this, it'll be good for you!
Wear that, it'll be good for you!
Eat this, it'll be good for you!
Say that, it'll be good for you!
Sleep now, it'll be good for you!
Run there, it'll be good for you!
But it's not doing me any good
to be someone else.

We're all gonna die

early man walked away as modern man took control.
their minds weren't all the same, to conquer was his big goal,
so he built his great empire and slaughtered his own kind,
then he died a confused man, killed himself with his own mind.

breakdancing

a bear and a stereo
a bear of purpose
a bear of style
a bear that
knows the
meaning
of soul

serendipity

i do not move
i flow
no direction except
the flow
motion like a symphony

The inane

Life without meaning
movement without purpose
GAT without laffo
Poetry without grades

Anime

Your mouth does not move
with the words
the music is performed by the
pot smoking robot
yet i watch your straight lines and ridiculous proportions
with such tainted jealousy

Teeter

oh teeter teeter
oh plastic peter
all colors covering the floor

oh teeter teeter
oh uterus beater
god my mothers a whore

oh teeter teeter
oh lust depleter
things i should never have to see

oh teeter teeter
oh thrust repeater
nik, ill be your new daddy

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My poetry can kick your poetry's ass anyday.

  • 07.19.2004 10:49 PM PDT
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i hate poetry

[Edited on 7/19/2004 10:50:29 PM]

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Posted by: agent404
My poetry can kick your poetry's ass anyday.


This is collective random poetry by another forum I go to.

So, since you probably haven't seen my poetry, don't comment. :P

  • 07.19.2004 10:54 PM PDT
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for the record I enjoy all forms of art poems, video games, movies, paintings, music, ect.
but I HATE people ruin a forum with there dumb comments.
I enjoyed the poems

thank you obbi

  • 07.19.2004 11:02 PM PDT
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Hey Obbi, I might've missed it if you already posted it, but did you ever finish your 'Sands' (?)Poem?

  • 07.20.2004 12:03 AM PDT
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Posted by: ObbiQuiet
I cry to all of those who still can

The tide draws in
Drowns our voices
We stand firm
But nothing stands forever
The past forgotten
The future bleak
We still stand
We still weep


Deep. To a true poet, methaphors can speak more words than a dictionary has to offer.

  • 07.20.2004 2:10 AM PDT
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Posted by: KiLLyourTV
Deep. To a true poet, methaphors can speak more words than a dictionary has to offer.


to quote Jack Nicholson from As Good As It Gets,
"People who speak in metaphors should shampoo my crotch."

  • 07.20.2004 9:28 AM PDT

With B.B. gone, the passion of Bungie.net has lessened.

Anime

Your mouth does not move
with the words
the music is performed by the
pot smoking robot
yet i watch your straight lines and ridiculous proportions
with such tainted jealousy



Hah! Awesome!

  • 07.20.2004 9:55 AM PDT
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American Revolution

A brown plastic casing shudders
The bell inside is ringing
I pick up the receiver

America has called
One too many times
Each time wanting more than the last

So America I can tell you no now
Want to know why?

Because I have the freedom I need to break the verbal sound barrier
If I’m not offending you

Because I can write whatever the hell I want
If I’m not offending you

And because I have an Inalienable Right to happiness
If you don’t need me to stick my nose where I don’t need to

Take your sterility and shove it
Because you’re not really sterile if I care to say so
Due to my right
Remember?

Take your peace treaties and burn then
Because we’re not that peaceful after all said and done
And this is my right
Remember?

And if this puts a smile on anyone’s face
It has a right to
Remember?
Because I do

  • 07.20.2004 1:40 PM PDT
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Holy crap that's a big first post.

  • 07.20.2004 1:42 PM PDT
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What day is it today?

Actually I have a really great poem I wrote in science class one day... too bad every word would be blamed.

  • 07.20.2004 2:14 PM PDT