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before college i had already written more than a thousand poems lol.
i used to read the "norton anthology's of modern poetry"
those books are mega huge....but i read editions I, II, and III.
I have 2 binders full of poetry.....
im a poet...or was a poet.
Now i just write randomness down...not anything orderly like I used to.
i just got tired of a format.
but yeah, poems rock.
Mr. Pink, a poetic man
with a perfect goatee and a perfect tan
loves his music and women too
and smokes southern funk like players do
this Brandon Boyd look-a-like is taken ladies
or so he says...
don�t be deceived by his flirting
he�s only messing with your heads!
poems are to much to read, except haiku or whatever they're called. 
well then just stick to the roses are red, violets are blue kind...might be easier on your brain
probably
aaaaaaaaaah! You took the 2nd one down! grrrrrrrs.
Put it back up! It was beautiful. Just add new ones...don't delete!
Shadowolf
this man's a freak says word on the street
ladies, tell him what to do, and he�ll kiss your feet
he�s bad, he�s Italian, he�ll rock you in court
and don�t count on him for moral support
"Do unto others as u want done to you.."
are the words he lives by and teaches to
guys like spec who have big heads
and bag on people in every other thread
his name bears all from head to toe
shadowolf�s the man, let a brother know.
Not much of a poet, but I thought some of you may be able to relate to this type of experience...
Beginning of the night,
no intention of popping.
The urge I must fight,
a pill to be dropping.
One vodka red bull,
my buzz kicking in.
A second and third,
now the night will begin.
All my friends eyes wide open,
dancing around.
pills I'm a toting,
One just went down.
Starting to feel it,
the music is great.
Bass cubes blasting,
like an earthquake.
I need some water,
I need some gum,
Palms are sweaty,
I must look dumb.
The night passes fast,
we must leave the show.
Where we will go,
I really don't know.
Find an after party,
get in our cars.
Drop another one,
party's not too far.
Time moving quickly,
energy starting to fade.
Need another pill,
if sleep I want to evade?
Finally reason takes over,
I just head home.
There I will be sitting,
all alone.
Watch a movie,
as I come down.
Don't know why,
but I keep looking around.
All fidgety,
not feeling so great.
What time is it?,
it's already 8.
Time to sleep,
the voyage is over.
I tell myself,
next time I'll be sober.
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| Originally posted by Echo of Silence aaaaaaaaaah! You took the 2nd one down! grrrrrrrs. Put it back up! It was beautiful. Just add new ones...don't delete! |
roses are red
violets are purplely blue
i can't write poetry
it's better that you do
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| Originally posted by Nite-Mer Not much of a poet, but I thought some of you may be able to relate to this type of experience... Beginning of the night, no intention of popping. The urge I must fight, a pill to be dropping. One vodka red bull, my buzz kicking in. A second and third, now the night will begin. All my friends eyes wide open, dancing around. pills I'm a toting, One just went down. Starting to feel it, the music is great. Bass cubes blasting, like an earthquake. I need some water, I need some gum, Palms are sweaty, I must look dumb. The night passes fast, we must leave the show. Where we will go, I really don't know. Find an after party, get in our cars. Drop another one, party's not too far. Time moving quickly, energy starting to fade. Need another pill, if sleep I want to evade? Finally reason takes over, I just head home. There I will be sitting, all alone. Watch a movie, as I come down. Don't know why, but I keep looking around. All fidgety, not feeling so great. What time is it?, it's already 8. Time to sleep, the voyage is over. I tell myself, next time I'll be sober. |
Thanks. Easy writing. I speak from experience, unfortunately.
yea sadly, i could relate.
Seventil
a hopeless romantic oceans away
looking for love all over TA (jk)
low and behold, what does he find?
a girl named slylee who stimulates his mind
he always gets burned so he�s hesitant
about the things he says, or any time spent
always following his heart, he�s sure to fall again
but only to get back up with a grin
one day soon he�ll make up his mind
probably at the most inconvenient of times
or maybe he won't, there�s no telling now
how far off his head is up in the clouds.
watch out Hollywood, here�s a drama all in its own
The life of seventil, where his head is his home.
[scottish accent]
Woman... woe-man... whoooa-man
She was a thief, you got to believe
she stole my heart and my cat
Judy, Betty, Josie and those hot Pussycats
they made me horny, on Saturday morning
girls of cartoo-ins will leave me in ruins
I want to to be Betty's Barney. Jane
get me off this crazy thing... called love.
[/scottish accent]
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| Originally posted by citric_acid |
hahaha seventil i think u should say that into a mic, record it and post it as a wav. file. accent and all...
classic.
i think floorfiller's my next victim....
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| Originally posted by Psy-T thats so grim but beautiful nevertheless |
lyrics i wrote for my own tracks:
Leave You Alone: (was meant to be extremely cheesy)
if i could live to be so great
it-would be hard to e-mu-late
my e-mo-tions are in place
and you're here to join the race
if i was ne-ver ever born
i would ne-ver have known
that the figh-t is gonna start
and that fight is for my heart (haaa-hahaaa-hahaaa)
for my heart (haaa-hahaaa-hahaaa)
for my heart (haaa-hahaaa-hahaaa)
for my heart!
LEAVE YOU ALONE
LOOKING FOR ME IN THE DARK
LEAVE YOU ALONE
MISSING-ME WITH YOUR LONELY HEART
LEAVE YOU ALONE
KNOWING YOU GAVE ME ALMOST-EVERYTHING
LEAVE YOU ALONE
BECAUSE YOU DIDNT OFFER ME A RING
but-if you could ask the question: how
how could i be singing now?
well the truth is im alive
and to your soul i want to dive
but-if i found you on the street
and you're worshiping my feet
ill know that everything you give
is for me and i can leave.
i can leave.
i can leave.
i can leave.
i can leave.
LEAVE YOU ALONE
LOOKING FOR ME IN THE DARK
LEAVE YOU ALONE
MISSING-ME WITH YOUR LONELY HEART
LEAVE YOU ALONE
KNOWING YOU GAVE ME ALMOST-EVERYTHING
LEAVE YOU ALONE
BECAUSE YOU DIDNT OFFER ME A RING
Untitled:
(lyric melody 1)
it opens all the senses
it opens up my mind
it opens up my eyes
to whats in front and whats behind
it gives me some weird powers
while keeping me weak
the people all around me,
treat me like a freak
(lyric melody 2)
if i tell you what i think...
you wont belive me.
and if i tell you what's-on-my-mind...
you wont forgive me.
and if-then i'll tell you to go away...
...
...
you'll fuckin kill me.
Tribal Consciousness: (actually went to a studio with a friend to record those vocals,, eventually i didnt use them cause they didnt fit)
imagine an island,
a place to live.
imagine the people
and believe.
think about your actions,
play a social role.
grab some drums,
and take control.
imagine a house,
a place to sleep.
think about your life,
take a trip, take a trip.
consider your emotions,
your perception, your youth.
your ideas, your senses,
your knowledge, your truth.
imagine a tribe,
now give them drums.
wait to see what happens
when the time comes
the time for realizations,
of ideas, perceptions and truth.
the time to surpass illusions,
from their adulthood and their youth.
think about your tribe,
theyre your people, each one a friend.
now tell them to fly,
teach them to transcend.
advise your tribe to learn,
to think, to grow.
give them the answers,
to questions they dont know.
tribal conciouscness
fuck tribal conciouscness,
we live in the modern world,
that story isnt intresting,
and so it always will be - untold.
Ode To Kitty
I have a black kitty
his name is sylvester
he likes to sitty
while i pet his chest0r
he is a lil' crazy
but that's ok with me
and sometimes he's lazy
that's when we snuggle you'll see
so here is the story
of a man and his cat
two in all glory
what ya'll think of that?
ok ok...i just made that real quick
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| Originally posted by Slylee hahaha seventil i think u should say that into a mic, record it and post it as a wav. file. accent and all... classic. i think floorfiller's my next victim.... |
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| Originally posted by Floorfiller Ode To Kitty I have a black kitty his name is sylvester he likes to sitty while i pet his chest0r he is a lil' crazy but that's ok with me and sometimes he's lazy that's when we snuggle you'll see so here is the story of a man and his cat two in all glory what ya'll think of that? ok ok...i just made that real quick |
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| Originally posted by Floorfiller Ode To Kitty I have a black kitty his name is sylvester he likes to sitty while i pet his chest0r he is a lil' crazy but that's ok with me and sometimes he's lazy that's when we snuggle you'll see so here is the story of a man and his cat two in all glory what ya'll think of that? ok ok...i just made that real quick |
Floorfiller=teh genious... 
Now I feel inclined to make something...bah.
-Clovis
Floorfiller
defines a funloving guy
innocent he may seem, but a dirty boy he hides
all his little smileys don�t fool me
I bet he likes to dream about 2 or even 3
theresas in his bed, with strap ons and all
while watching his dad�s porn collection from last fall
poor little Jason, can�t find the girl of his dreams
to come over and give him body massages
and serve him cookies and cream
I�m sure one day he�ll realize he swings for the other team.
jk
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