Time for a republication:
Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
[B]Up Until NowSo tripp'd truth, so ran a mile,
So sank teeth, so scar'd skin'd tiled.
Broken by error, forced to remain,
Pain ceased-ceased, memory been strain.So flipp'd through, so sought sun,
So left home, so life begun.
Rivaled the King, revelled with style,
Ach'd in the morning, Sunday-Monday like bile.So found reason, so reach'd higher,
So moved up, so reconcilled with Sire.
Passion'd with one, fought with another,
Twist'd mind blurt: "End all your ire!"So still stung, so chilled COME!
So asked-demanded, so refusal granted.
Take my money, give me time,
Distilling my life, a quart at a time?So strength sapped, so free bound,
So search'd escape, so not found!
Given all I can't, given all I can,
Leave me a minute, to hold in my hand.So can't give, so can't say,
So can't grant me? So another way?
I still have my moments, I still have my mind,
I'd just prefer to be granted a little, little time.Up until now, I've given.
Up until now, all we've been through.
Up until now, a minute before.
Up until now? We're through.? [/B]
Good stuff, Ya. Good stuff.
This one's amazing, too:
Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
A Strange ThingIn time of Jove and Pan's white beard,
Did fairies whisper far and queer'd!Between the spell of whisper'd woods,
Couldn't, Can't and Wouldn't stood."Look at us free, bounded by,
Our fear of this and dulcet lullaby!"What mockery did they ponder?
Why, my friend - that, there yonder!"Oh, for Pete and Parcell'd ware!
Bring me a postman, apple and pear!"So, did Eve, being Adam's bane/mare,
Venture to nestle, look and stare..."Oh, that goat, what a ruck!
I wonder if he would wanna f*ck?""Jesus!", said Couldn't in wide-awe.
"No, that's Eve, a dirty whore!"In the stuck middle of Can't and Wouldn't,
Pan The Stinker, really shouldn't.But did, did he and all saw,
The Goat-Man tupping Adam's Law.Then, in the calamity of cause-celeeeb,
Jesus, plopped and started to bleed!"F*ck! That's it! He's bound, he's gone!"
And off they ran, for more anon.
This one is also smokin good! Awoo!
Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
[B]The hoo And the FlooOdontoglossum Harryanum' was once a thing I eye-balled.
Now it's time has past and Seasons morph,
From clouded sky to sunny rays,
The light in my eyes forever shall never fade.Oh, for faint! Oh, for flower!
Oh, for paradise in this somnolentless hour!
Twist'd turns, and moves abound...
Be still, my mind. Ship, halt! Aground!To rhyme with no reason maketh no foot,
So to boot the crap and eat thyself.
And in this hole of lewd react.
Stands the preacher, hand with tract.The trip to the top is not the tryst.
"Is your truth to be found?"
And now grumbles amble beneath the tree,
"In this light, I turn! I leave!"And to fit the finale is all but round,
Back-to-front and upside-down.
And so united, with vain profound
Did they leave their mottled mound...The End ain't nigh, the truth was told,
So on it went...and still it goes.
They could not feel or remember past,
That which happen'd, night but last.Getting bored, full of friends...
Plank, gank, lying another bend,
Stank the loaded elf, around the corner,
Utch-Nay On Flounder'd-Found. [/B]
I wish I could type like that.
Oh
Oh dear, unfiltered fear!
Running from laws, hiding from jeers.
A mockery based less on truth,
Burnt buildings, skeletons; proof.
Oh near, the light reveals to us!
Mistakes are highlighted, resulting in cuss.
Truth as twisted as our DNA,
The resulting perfection is tainted today.
Oh leer, look at the trash!
Dressed-up as entertainment, but an insufferable rash.
Pathetic people prancing their life,
Subjecting the masses to more trouble and strife.
...
Oh redemption, I hear your song!
I shall take your guidance, run from the throng.
A life away from the modern wayward way,
A life of water, sun and play.
It is there I shall stay.
For now, for today,
For tomorrow and on,
A life blessed, anon.
Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
[B]Noir NuitVelvet black, impenetrable veneer,
Hidden the stars, shaded-out moon's sphere.
Coupled with grumbles from airplanes high,
Mixed with electric light shone from city's low-sky.In the staid, motionless thick,
Ridden-rodden-roads with traffic quick.
Emerald eyes turning angry red,
Frustration born from the confined mind bled.Espoused virtue, blinded by soul,
Extolled reunion, a quantifiable life goal.
Burning effusion masking marked money,
As the candle burnt makes air molded-honey.Sliden slope, fallen fell,
Shining diamonds, pawn-seller sell.
Strange beginnings breeding mordant descends,
Sequencing silence that starts. Stops. Ends. [/B]
Poetic gold, right there.
*Draws something that could look like 'attention', but is actually 'truth'*
Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Flooi want to dance and cry all at one.
[B]OhOh dear, unfiltered fear!
Running from laws, hiding from jeers.
A mockery based less on truth,
Burnt buildings, skeletons; proof.Oh near, the light reveals to us!
Mistakes are highlighted, resulting in cuss.
Truth as twisted as our DNA,
The resulting perfection is tainted today.Oh leer, look at the trash!
Dressed-up as entertainment, but an insufferable rash.
Pathetic people prancing their life,
Subjecting the masses to more trouble and strife....
Oh redemption, I hear your song!
I shall take your guidance, run from the throng.
A life away from the modern wayward way,
A life of water, sun and play.It is there I shall stay.
For now, for today,
For tomorrow and on,
A life blessed, anon. [/B]