Poems

[Angel_de_Combate]

Very nice poem...do you write alot ? (i love the word undulate lol)..man i really need to do a course on english lit..it was the only thing at school i really liked

[Syd_Vicious]

I used to in high school because I was a teacher for the guitar class (while I was a student cuz the crappy teacher they had always sang that freaking "lady in red" song. Kind of like hearing a yeti make love to your sofa, it was just plain wrong). I think I still have an old poem/lyrics book in a trunk from like 1995. Thank you for your kind words tho.

[Angel_de_Combate]

Originally Posted by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

Yeah i wrote alot in high school more so the last 3 years..just cos i was so bored, but its only been the last 3 or 4 years ive really got into poetry and my decent one..was the one Piz put in the comic -

http://iwconstructions.com/Regnum/ pg 148

[Syd_Vicious]

Yeah I remember it, found it strange to have a poem amongst a dildo fest tho.

[Angel_de_Combate]

Originally Posted by Sydonay_Rex

Yeah I remember it, found it strange to have a poem amongst a dildo fest tho.

Maybe thats called poetic licence

[Hell_bound]

/transmission initiated...

The world is on edge
The cusp of indecision, a feeling of dread

We knelt before those we called supermen
But in the end they just left us rotting in hate as they fled

There is no god to help us now
And though we could pick up the pieces, we just don't know how

This world is on edge, and now the time has come
For mankind is beating his war drum

Oh children if you can hear, you know it be near
But why is it you tremble with fear

Yes, the cusp of indecision, the feeling of dread
You should not worry, for soon it will end

With a bright flash, which cannot be undone
A mega ton bomb that will blot out the sun

Yes, the world sits on edge, and you know this is true
For all you have to do is look within you

This warning you have been given, but please make no mistake
For all that we have done, it shall surely seal our fate

/transmission ended


Hell_bound 2009

[Adrian]

Hi Community,

As a friendly advice, please don't turn this to a apocalyptic nonsense thread or a user-bashing thread as well.

Consider this as a warning, as this kind of problems are not needed at all.

Please do not reply to this post and continue with the main topic.

Regards,

[Inkster]

i read your warning now if i may
poems this thread is here to stay
your warning came, i obeyed
i thinks it time that you got laid

(is a poem thread why delete it was poem after all)

[Angel_de_Combate]

Originally Posted by Hell_bound

/transmission initiated...

The world is on edge
The cusp of indecision, a feeling of dread

We knelt before those we called supermen
But in the end they just left us rotting in hate as they fled

There is no god to help us now
And though we could pick up the pieces, we just don't know how

This world is on edge, and now the time has come
For mankind is beating his war drum

Oh children if you can hear, you know it be near
But why is it you tremble with fear

Yes, the cusp of indecision, the feeling of dread
You should not worry, for soon it will end

With a bright flash, which cannot be undone
A mega ton bomb that will blot out the sun

Yes, the world sits on edge, and you know this is true
For all you have to do is look within you

This warning you have been given, but please make no mistake
For all that we have done, it shall surely seal our fate

/transmission ended


Hell_bound 2009

Very thought provoking poem, long time no see H_B

[Angel_de_Combate]

Originally Posted by W.H. Auden

If I Could Tell You


Time will say nothing but I told you so,
Time only knows the price we have to pay;
If I could tell you I would let you know.

If we should weep when clowns put on their show,
If we should stumble when musicians play,
Time will say nothing but I told you so.

There are no fortunes to be told, although,
Because I love you more than I can say,
If I could tell you I would let you know.

The winds must come from somewhere when they blow,
There must be reasons why the leaves decay;
Time will say nothing but I told you so.

Perhaps the roses really want to grow,
The vision seriously intends to stay;
If I could tell you I would let you know.

Suppose all the lions get up and go,
And all the brooks and soldiers run away;
Will Time say nothing but I told you so?
If I could tell you I would let you know.

Life is full of answers, you just need to know where to look.

That the world is not the embodiment of an eternal rationality can be conclusively proved by the fact that the piece of the world that we know—I mean our human reason—is not so very rational. And if it is not eternally and completely wise and rational, then the rest of the world will not be either; here the conclusion a minori ad majus, a parte ad totum applies, and does so with decisive force. Friedrich Nietzsche (1844-1900)