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ghanima81 Moderator Posts: 779 From: Maine Registered: Apr 2009
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posted March 16, 2008 10:29 PM
Hey, guys.I can't remember if I've ever posted this here. I looked, but I never titled it, so I'm not sure... anyways... I found it as I was unpacking, and felt like posting it. It rhymes, try not to smack me. Never can seem to let go of the past Sometimes I want to kick my own a$$ Whether it's pleasure or pain It shatters me Leaves me crumbling again Voices I've heard and faces I've seen smash at my senses Tear at my seams The whispers of treachery gurgles of joy Times I've been potent others, a toy Can't help but feel vicious borderline jaded Cursing the skyline the moments not faded Scents bring back everything make my toes curl The blanket I've woven starts to unfurl Can't expect sturdy stitches when lies are the thread The patches seem worthless the purpose is dead By smiling and plotting trudging through lies All is forgotten In the blink of blue eyes Where have I gone Dust settles, smoke clears can't remember the difference between malice and tears In the mirror, I'm naked Imperfections now showing I must run away now It's time to get going The cords seem to tighten each breath that I take My dreams are all near casualties each time I awake I'm usually ready Blade ready to snap Any tie that will bind me Into their trap My soul grows so weary sick to death of myself Eyeing those skeletons Not so high on the shelf Filling time with complacency Nodding dully at doubt Throat closed with disgust can't get the words out Wanting nothing but silence All I get is the din Beauty is lost on me Ugliness tries to get in Blame is a weakness the simple of mind turn to in turmoil they don't seek to find Wish I could stop laughing Wish I could try crying So tired of caring So tired of trying Wasting my breath on those who can't touch Even my surface it just burns too much Sitting in the dark with manufactured light On the outside it's perfect to those outside, it's right When you're small it's all shallow When you're nothing it's all You can't see past the ending You'll laugh through the fall The ghosts seem to follow me even when I run Their eerie song calls when I think that I'm done I'm trying to shut my eyes close my mind to all sound These things should be buried Six feet in the ground It seems there's no place to escape all the noise When I try to ignore them and I use all my poise I'll keep running my own game finding marks for my con Being queen when i need to and using my pawn Someday she will catch me for Karma's a b*tch And she'll try to con me she'll give me her pitch I'll remember the highways and long winding roads Recall all the passowrds, remember the codes The scents of my lovers the stories of friends The rush from beginnings the agony of ends Somehow they'll make sense and the road will be clear I'll move forward with confidence stare down all fear Somehow after all it will fit like a glove after all of my running I'll understand...... IP: Logged |
Heart--Shaped Cross Newflake Posts: 2 From: Registered: Nov 2010
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posted March 16, 2008 11:13 PM
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NosiS Moderator Posts: 179 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted March 17, 2008 10:53 AM
I like rhyming! But specifically, here in your poem, it gives your words a pattern that accentuates the syllabling rhythm. And what I love about it is that even with a pattern and a rhythm, you still get the feeling of chaos and disorder, of the ruining temper of your emotions which, I should say, seem to come across more as violent winds than tempest waters. The poem reads like a run, too. Thanks for sharing! IP: Logged |
ghanima81 Moderator Posts: 779 From: Maine Registered: Apr 2009
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posted March 17, 2008 08:54 PM
Yeah... I've had some issues... still do. But it helps to see where I was, and where I am now... (not that far away, just... different) So cliche, but getting that out is rather cleansing..
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NosiS Moderator Posts: 179 From: Registered: Apr 2009
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posted March 17, 2008 09:19 PM
O heck yes! IP: Logged |
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posted March 17, 2008 11:15 PM
What's wrong with rhyming? That was incredible, espcially this part: quote: Voices I've heard and faces I've seen smash at my senses Tear at my seams The whispers of treachery gurgles of joy Times I've been potent others, a toy Can't help but feel vicious borderline jaded Cursing the skyline the moments not faded Scents bring back everything
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posted March 18, 2008 11:36 AM
Fab!! IP: Logged |
ghanima81 Moderator Posts: 779 From: Maine Registered: Apr 2009
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posted April 04, 2012 08:47 AM
Bumping for reference. IP: Logged |
juniperb Moderator Posts: 3659 From: Blue Star Kachina Registered: Apr 2009
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posted April 04, 2012 09:16 AM
I love rhymes too and you ------------------ Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it. ~Rumi~ IP: Logged |
ghanima81 Moderator Posts: 779 From: Maine Registered: Apr 2009
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posted April 04, 2012 09:26 AM
Thank you, sweets! I rediscovered this yesterday and it was so cathartic! I have come so far from that person, those emotions. I have forgiven myself. I am happy now. IP: Logged |
SunChild Moderator Posts: 2968 From: Australia Registered: Apr 2009
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posted April 05, 2012 11:30 AM
I read it... & Love it. IP: Logged |
Randall Webmaster Posts: 17244 From: Saturn next to Charmainec Registered: Apr 2009
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posted April 06, 2012 11:29 AM
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ariesdragon Moderator Posts: 2269 From: Jupiter Registered: Jan 2012
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posted April 07, 2012 01:33 PM
Wow that was great! loved it! IP: Logged |