Gender: Male Location: Holding on tight, never lettin go!
hahaha whoa man...awesome stuff all around. reminds me alot of Pink Floyd's songs, especially anger. keep it up, and definitely get published. we could use "poetic paragraphers" in this community!
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Sent from heaven to raise some hell.
Fleetingly
vicaciously
a life is taken,
yet none yeild response,
none yeild a voice.
The voice that could stop the death
Is reppressed,
out of fear,
out of illegality,
the voices are reppressed,
blocked,
audaciously,
they are stopped.
__________________ Mah peeps: SlipknoT, Otaku, Wickerman, Ken Kenobi
Sorry for the lack of poetry lately, it's quite a chore posting these seeing as I hate typing and all my poetry is hand-written. Tommorrow my father's going to type two poems on word, so I'll copy and paste those here.
__________________ Mah peeps: SlipknoT, Otaku, Wickerman, Ken Kenobi
I have seemingly been here for an eternity, wasting with time, and wasting with life. It goes on unceasingly, never stopping in its onslaught of wrath, it's onslaught of death and more such ruinations. It's continued souring has brought upon its inhabitants a festering feeling of outer and self doubt, doubt in the world and its sustenance of the people en-masse, its sustenance in it's very own existance as a producing world. The doubt infects society and communities, it infects the fiber of the world, the binding threads, until the doubt turns to fear, fear of that which would develop, that which would better, that which would be uncomprensibe to the near seeing eyes of Earth. The fear would fester, seeping into the souls of the martyers, the souls of the mongers, it would infect the world to the point of explosion, and the explosion would occur, the lives that had subsisted, the lives that had wandered in exploration of the surfaces on which they were born, these lives, these dreams, end and lay to rest, the world.
__________________ Mah peeps: SlipknoT, Otaku, Wickerman, Ken Kenobi
Drinking from the dripping sap of life, I live as an anomaly, I search through the universe for a sign of hope, of restoration to my previous world of utopian paradise, a world of pacifistic anarchy, were poverty and war is mythology, and warmth and love of the Earth is spread like butter over the land. I yearn for the oasis of the galaxy, and loathe those who have found it. I am a wanderer, a hitchhiker of unknown, unsearched lands, and without hesitation I convict myself to continue in my search for the Garden of Eden, that we mortal humans are too wretched and violent to inhabit. My thirst and hunger is for a land of laze and leisure, of love and harmony, of peaceful bonds unbroken by the wearing of time.
__________________ Mah peeps: SlipknoT, Otaku, Wickerman, Ken Kenobi
KMC Community Forums
Jul 8th, 2005 01:11 PM
i want a signed copy!!!!
Look for it at the local Library next month.
