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09 Jan 2012, 2:31 pm

Pathological

Liar
Cheat
User
Pathological

Deceiver
Manipulator
Violent man
Pathological

You put holes in walls
Expect forgiveness
Tender kisses
A night of passion

You leave bruises
Only I can see
Think everything is okay
I'm never going to leave
You've got me
Under your thumb
Control

When courage comes
And the door is left
Wide open
Your bed cold
All I get from you
Baby come back

Refusal
Only sends you
Spiraling down
Switching gears
And once again
Pain
The need to escape

You're predictable
Pathological

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OneStepBeyond
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09 Jan 2012, 2:37 pm

i really like your poems tea. the syllables are so rhythimic

TeaEarlGreyHot
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09 Jan 2012, 2:39 pm

Thank you. ^_^

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Heidi80
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12 Jan 2012, 4:12 pm

My soulmate

I never dreamed
this would happen
was alone so long
with everything
against me
I thought
I'd never find
true love
I thought I was
too different:
Asperger
Add
mental health issues
physically disabled
lesbian
I wanted love
but was sure
I'd never find it
then I met you

Then I met you
my soulmate
my best friend
my lover
my everything
and I learned
what real love is
when I look at you
and see you looking
back at me
understanding me
without words
that's love
when we're totally
open with each other
that's love
when I can let go
show my feelings
without shame
that's love

Love has changed me
made me
sure of myself
made me understand
that I AM good enough
exactly as I am
that I'm beautiful
knowing that I'm loved
helps me love myself
and the other
way round

This happiness
is so fragile:
two as-women
together
the whole world
against us
telling us
that our love
is wrong
using big words
like SIN
but because
my happiness
is so fragile
I'm willing
to do anything
to defend it
willing to fight
anyone who
threatens it
willing to do
anything my
lover wants
willing to shout out
to the whole world:
This is my love
accept it
because
it's not
going to
change

kobi_galon
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Location: Curitiba, Brazil

16 Jan 2012, 10:47 am

sunshower wrote:

kobi_galon wrote:

I don't know if this is the right place, but I'd like to post a poem I once wrote. English is not my first language, so please forgive me for any possible mistakes. Here it is:

there's a robot in the fairy-tale

there’s a robot in the fairy-tale
'blows a gale,
floods the dale,
melts the shale,
’cause there’s a robot in the fairy-tale.

see
the robot
he
prevails
hurry!
call
the men
who sail
there’s a robot in the fairy-tale!

there’s a robot in the fairy-tale
the princess pales,
the queen wails,
the hills are veiled,
’cause there’s a robot in the fairy-tale

told
the tales
ancient
males
left
a trail
do not sale!
he
the robot
can’t be hailed
there’s a robot in the fairy-tale.

fairy
tails
cats
in jail
rainbow
turning
to grayscale
where on earth
are the king’s mails?
they fail!
there’s a robot in the fairy-tale.

bury
snails
shells
and nails
gasp
the wizards
harm
the frails
who on earth
built up those rails?
now quail!
there’s a robot in the fairy-tale.

robot
in the prairie
the king’s
unmerry
end

and they lived unhappily ever after.

kobi_galon, you are very very talented. I absolutely love this poem.

Thank you, sunshower!
My English is not that good. I need to improve it a lot if I want to write some more texts. But I'm glad you liked this poem.

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16 Jan 2012, 1:01 pm

paving stones
know every season
of the sole

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GodheadsLament1
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19 Jan 2012, 1:54 pm

A Dirge

I have died
Some winter.
Blackened fates
Familiar.

Forsaken but for fatal envelop
Doth my hour’s aborter grieve o’er me?
Intended plight from whence I occur
Gaunt life-shadow caressed by dying.

Conceived for a season in Gomorrah
Doth Zion lament her outcast?
Fleeing phantoms of purgatory
Halted redemption for the dead.

I have met
Fate forlorn
That Death
Hath surely borne.

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I was taken away from my plight
A treason bestowed to the crowd
Branded a jonah with fevered blood
Ungodly freak, defiler

TeaEarlGreyHot
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24 Jan 2012, 11:00 pm

Twisted

Tea swirls in a cup
As I watch smoke engulf me
Heavily
I sigh
Nowhere to go
Nothing to do

Idly sitting
Waiting for time
As it slowly ticks away

Another tune
Another fruitless obsession

Words fill the page
As the mind races
Thoughts barely contained
But twisted in their expression
Lost on those
They matter most to

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24 Jan 2012, 11:24 pm

Somewhere along the road
Is an abyss of broken souls
Looking for salvation
Thinking time would spare them all

Somewhere along the line
Is a bubble of mass decline
Drifting through their sickly dreams
And laughing as they fall

No title yet, it's the lyrics to my latest song.

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ArtemisHolmes
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26 Jan 2012, 5:32 pm

I read a poem or two by you, TeaEarlGreyHot. I think I write similarly.

Anyways, this is the site that I just recently created. My poetry's on it. Maybe some of you would like to read it, or do stuff on the site, and stuff. I don't know how to publish my poetry, so for now I won't bother with it. Poets' Paradise

Anyone know how I could make money off of my poetry other than what I'm doing with my site? If so, PM me and I'd be thankful. Note: I'm just 16.

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26 Jan 2012, 6:20 pm

You're only 16. My style has changed a lot since I was your age. Perhaps yours will too.

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28 Jan 2012, 11:10 pm

Okay, call me silly, but I wrote a poem about a squirrel in my back yard.

A Poem For The Squirrel In The Tree Out Back

Run Frantic in the mad world,
It must be nice, being a squirrel.
Rampaging through the yard,
Eating all the bird-food
From crates unbarred,
Yet no home to intrude,
Racing headlong up trees,
Chipper friends come 'round,
You carry on your rambling,
Always living worry-free.
Dancing clamber, lunatic,
Frenetic like a bumble bee,
For your own-self carrying joys,
In parcel cheeks, seeds fill,
Until Daytime's Ending,
Tames Frantic Still.

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And... one about my cats. I think I'll regret posting this one....
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A Poem For The Cats Sleeping By My Books

Two clamorous creatures,
Stalking 'round the house,
Seeking hidden foodstuffs,
Hunting quiet for a mouse,
Their painful, playful fighting,
Like splinters fiercely biting,
With vengeful nips of love.
Finding rest upon my desk,
They paw things to the ground,
They turn their eyes up to the sky,
Breaking baubles pound by pound.
If I forgot their nighttime meals,
Would both then attempt to steal
The food from off my plate?

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03 Feb 2012, 11:26 pm

pram wheels
churn ants on hot ground
baby cries

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08 Feb 2012, 9:14 pm

poor ants :oops:

[edit] i realised i need to post in the music thread

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11 Feb 2012, 1:02 am

Worldbuilding article (the whole project may be viewed here).

Quote:

The Norvolk are the most phyiscally massive of Mundia's human races. They are generally broad-shouldered and stocky with robust bones and copious body fat. Their skin is naturally white and cannot tan, so they are suspectible to sunburn in more southerly latitudes. Norvolk hair may be red or blonde but is always straight, and their eyes are blue. Although the Norvolk's heavy builds give them greater physical strength than other races, they have less endurance. Norvolk cut their clothes from animal hides and are fond of blue face paint in battle or religious ceremonies.

There is some evidence that the Norvolk once had a sedentary, agricultural proto-civilization many centuries ago, for the ruins of megalithic shrines are scattered all around Norlund; these continue to hold special spiritual significance for the Norvolk. However, this culture has since collapsed possibly due to a hostile climate change, so the Norvolk have reverted to a nomadic lifestyle of hunting and gathering. They construct their mobile shelters out of wood, bone, and hides, with the former being more important in forests and the latter two on grassy steppes. Despite their generally "primitive" technology, the Norvolk have retained the knowledge to make iron tools and they hold blacksmiths in high regard. Those Norvolk living on grasslands keep horses as mounts for hunting and war.

The many different Norvolk tribes share a common democratic system of government in which chieftains and other leaders are popularly elected and can be quickly recalled if they disappoint their compatriots. Norvolk societies have a mostly egalitarian social structure in line with these democratic tendencies. Although there are distinct gender roles, with men hunting and fighting and women gathering and managing domestic chores, neither sex is really held in higher regard and both sexes participate in child-rearing. Norvolk men and women tend towards monogamous pair bonds but are relatively lax towards "adultery".

Norvolk religion is animistic, teaching that spiritual energy permeates the natural world. Souls may inhabit not only humans and other lifeforms but even "non-living" things such rocks, bodies of water, and the sky. Some tribes believe that all these souls are connected to a larger deity who may be conceived as a "Great Soul". The Norvolk believe it is important to appease the souls in nature as much as possible, so they vest great respect and prestige upon their druids (spiritual leaders). Druids may be either men or women but are more often than not among the tribe's elders. The Norvolk believe that when people die, their souls move on to inhabit other things in nature. The better people behave in their current lives, the more likely their souls will move into things more highly regarded by their respective tribes.

War breaks out regularly between the Norvolk tribes, mainly to settle intertribal vendettas, compete over foraging grounds, or raid each other's stockpiles. Norvolk warriors are famously ferocious and destructive in battle. Nonetheless, they do abide to a primitive honor code that forbids killing those who can't defend themselves (e.g. small children and the elderly). Courage is perhaps the mostly highly esteemed virtue among the Norvolk; those judged to be cowards are ostracized and may even be exiled. Norvolk traditionally prefer hand-to-hand combat and eschew ranged weapons such as javelins and bows as cowards' tools.

The Norvolk's physical strength and fierceness has made them popular mercenaries for more technologically advanced nations, but otherwise they are widely considered to be dimwitted, volatile barbarians. In turn the Norvolk spurn the other races' autocratic oppressiveness and what they perceive to be greed and a callous disrespect for the natural world.

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11 Feb 2012, 2:49 pm

Solar-powered

highrise glass cubes
crystal punctuation
over them
swan neck of sky
under them
weak green shoots of human love

buses cough
at grey snow
outside pharmacy
sun spreads
through oiled black hair
and dirty branches
yet bare
eating sun

a religion
born every second
under sun
dumb cupboards
of minds
people at computers
in glass cubes
breathing office
and telephone

drunk
at all hours
sunlight
at a switch
in hostels
in heartbeats
and slurred
meaningful words

schoolkids
smoking dope
by ragged walls
confess everything
to impartial
sunlight

students
watch afternoon
swoop by
a deadline
a magpie
stolen moments
to squint at sun
in sacredly idle parks

taxi drivers
take tourists
to sundown hotels
give last rites
to a journey
christen night
with dusky chatter
in their black bodies

day recharges
stars blink
indicating
a turn to be taken
by dawn again

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