The Poetry Thread

[angry nomad]

Please post original poems here.

Hit This

hit this
do it now
inhale exhale
you know you want to
I know I want to
breathe in breath out

rush donâ??t stop
relax
easy now
feel it

lovely
relax
my friend
be at peace

let you soul
be overwhelmed
the astral insight
is revealed

realize the shamanistic
significance
mm
every green herb for man
and God called it good

angry nomad Reviewed by angry nomad on 10-08-2007. The Poetry Thread Please post original poems here. Hit This hit this do it now inhale exhale you know you want to I know I want to breathe in breath out Rating: 5

[Reefer Rogue]

I wrote an original poem today after reading 'The Voice' by Thomas Hardy. I shall post his poem first, then mine.

The Voice

Woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me,
Saying that now you are not as you were
When you had changed from the one who was all to me,
But s at first, when our day was fair.

Can it be you that I hear? Let me view you, then,
Standing as when i drew near to the town
Where you would wait for me: yes, as i knew you then,
Even to the original air-blue gown!

Or is it only the breeze, in its listlessness
Travelling across the wet mead to me here,
You being ever dissolved to existlessness
Hear no more again far or near?

Thus I; faltering forward
Leaves around me falling
Wind oozing thin through the thorn from norward,
And the woman calling.

Here's my poem:

Healing takes time

Why can emotions become just so...
Why must my mind remain in woe
Overbearing, powerful and tough
While thoughts recycle, the loss is rough

This person who has such effects
Leaves and moves on, without regrets
Pain and loss and loneliness
All on earth that i had left

Tears fell down my face that day
No one yurns to feel that way
A bench, alone, a park, at dark
Where was hope to make its mark?

Life goes by and time goes on
Good times shared, the sun that shone
Memories stay, I shall not forget
Bad days there, and then she was gone...

I wanted her back, my feelings were true
She doesn't know me, infact: 'Who are you?'
Once there was closeness, and then i felt empty
Emotions that effect me, the desires that tempt me

Healing takes time, hearts heal not in a day
I longed for contentment, again I say
I strive on to find happiness again
I continue to smile, up until then...

[GreenLadyOfDankDowns]

The Burning

Sinuous tendrils of serpentine smoke,
Sweetly caress and viciously choke.
I Feel now the blisters,
And feel now the pain,
In this fell era,
When madness does reign.
Shed not a tear for me,
Vainly now burned.
Though death may now court me,
My heart has not turned.
One day there will come,
Sweet reasonâ??s repose,
And sad chapters of fear,
At last shall be closed.

- GLODD

[NLX2007]

Sweet poems guys, you have talent. I wrote this one a while back, it's about the downfall of society.


Iconoclast
help us find the difference in right and wrong,
when all our rights come undone.
help us see blue skies on a rainy day,
and celebrate all of society's decay.

It made us,
it granted us,
it saved us,
it damned us
it owns us
it rules enthroned over us.

we made it
we granted it
we saved it
we damned it
we own it
it rules enthroned over us.

how can we see, we thrash around blindly,
victims of our own stupidity,
we cut ourselves down then sublimely,
come to our senses then turn back around
and fall back down, down, down into our calamity.

Our acrid stench engulfs us,
we try to escape but it follows us.
Though its ours it repulses us,
and slowly begins to swallow us.

Wallowing around in our beautiful cesspool
shame! it's not called success you fool!
Its called sinking down into our endless muck,
now thanks to you we can never be unstuck!

Now we're stuck, and we're swimming in our guilt.
looking around at this house we've built,
"Tear it down! Burn it to the ground!" you say,
But after all your efforts, it doesn't even sway.

[Texican31]

We breathe the haze of this sticky green
I fly higher than any cloud soarin
It gives me the insperation
to write this lyricall cocaine
line by line
your brain snorts it all
as you bleed nothing but ink
through your veins
writing in calligraphy
letting these words describe
my world

[Nyghtfire0]

Meh it has no title i just wrote it in class today doesn't rhyme just me writing down how i felt.

did i do something?
or am i paranoid?
i thought we were going to spend some time together.
is it me?
or am i dillisuional?
am i seeing something that isn't there?
its happening again, De ja vu
this is how it started before
i love you, loved you.
shit i don't know anymore
when i'm with you there is no doubt.
but when were with other people i start to wonder.
and when were apart i can't help but think,
Why are we together.
are we right?
is it right?
i don't know anymore.
i thinks its paranoia.
i think i'm dillusional.
I just hate myself for thinking like this!

[cm8883]

She stands below the evening storm
Thoughts of a life passing by
The darkness of a empty farm
And the silence of the sky

She hopes that day will come
He'll travel this way again
She knows the search has begun
Looking for that lifetime friend

In time, that light will come
Shining in his eyes
All her dreams will become one
The highest of all highs

[psteve]

Bag of leaf
Bag of life
Bag of vapor
From one bag
Through another
On a stream of air
Bag of weed
From bag seed
I sweat and bleed
Light... Air... Water
For another bag
For another day

[psteve]

Carefully wrapped
Paper flowers
For the patient
To ease the pain
Long and thin
A paper tulip
Made of flowers
To ease the pain
A bouquet of flowers
Fills the air
A blooming miracle
To ease the pain

[psteve]

Roots in a bucket
Reaching for light
Twelve hours of sunmaster
Twelve hours of night
Emerald canopy
Elegant and lush
Roots in a bucket
Remember to flush!