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I decided, since I had an artwork thread and I am also good at poetry, I would make a poetry thread. Here it is. Lets start it off with this I recently posted in the unknown thread.




can someone tell me what it takes to feel secure?
Ive felt lost for so long can someone find me?
can you turn back the time from blackened to pure?
can insanity truly be made as if it never was?

Are we lost in this life that has so many questions
where every hall has another corner?
Is it a endlesss game where no one is the winner?
To the loser goes the greater prize.

My twisted mind, i hold in my hands.
It becomes jagged, i drop it to the floor.
It brakes into many pieces.
I cannot find them all.

I think I lost my marbles

clapping You know I lover your talent honey.

Hey jakk, good stuff. hahahah sorry bout sunday.

Ok, bored again........




This world is full of hate,the thing that i hate most
is visions in my mind. They tell me im the one
who saw you lying there with tears in your eyes.

I want to lift you up fill your days with love and joy
but the visions come again. Cold enough to make me
bleed from within



And now i say dont leave me here
Lost and alone Please promise me
this time my sacrifice. I wont let you die


The stage is set a replay is comin' round
and the hate is still in my mind. I want to turn
back and hit rewind to the time I had you close.

This one I call "Is this living?" or "No dreams"

The equivalent of things I see
When I cclose my eyes, avoid of dreams
A lack of sleep, my eyes do bleed
I try to scream, or so it seems

It comes much later, this rest i seek
It does not stay, I lay awake
My mouth is dry, its hard to speak
You give me water I willingly take

Can I cry for forgiveness and it be given
or comtinue to suffer this ruthless onslaught
and die from this life that I have been living
or live with all the fatasies that I have bought

Yet I still cannot dream, I suffer in vain
I go through all of this terrible strife
Eventhough I live through all of this pain
I take it all in as part of my life

and i thought i could fit in
how could it truly be
someone so awsome
could be a friend to me

mistfit by nature
misfit by popular choice
this is the final straw
time to hear my voice

a shrill reflection of who i am
left out in the cold of society
shadow casted upon my soul
a grim gast hiercy

total waste to fill this life
of lost oppurtunity
and i think for a second time
and form a mutany

cool stuff man. if the mouth is the wellspring of the soul, the heart is the inkwell for the pen of a poet.

what did i do to deserve my lack of sleep?
wasted time, my days drain away.
my world turns slowly around me.
the clock face falls to the ground.

seems like everything is changing
for the better, i expect the worst.
or for the worst, i want better.
am i living with a curse?

dont twist my words, theyre twisted enough.
dont take me out of context.
i speak plainly enough.
and yet you do not understand me.

work sucks, my boss is a loser.
i hate this place, my room is redecorated.
i would spend your money if you didnt let me
on a gift for your funeral.

another disgruntaled employee
is this where we stand?
too much allready
and you dont understand.

this wwas not a poem by Heidenrich

does my form elude you
my ears too long
a cotton ball behind me
do you expect me to hop

should i sit in your cage
and chew on chips alone
dont close that door on me
i hate being in the dark

am i just the cutest thing
or something from you dreams
a sinester hate filled being
wearing a sweet desguise

i love the way you pet me
and snuggle me close
if you let me out for a moment
i might take you home

how does it feel on a leash
looked inside a sturdy cage
did u feed you today
well i guess we'll wait til tommorrow

if i truly hated you
i would tell you to your face
and never let you think it false
i would enscribe it on your grave

i would let it all come from inside
and remind you with my look
and hopefully youll let me be
and bother someone else

dont walk away unhappy
just walk away
dont come to me with those sad eyes
i have had enough of that

cant you see im angry
i wonder do you think
can you see i hate everything
and your at the top of my list

what word can i say
to get you from my side
leave me alone i beg you
before i finally snap

see what you made me do
why didnt you just leave
dont think they wont notice
your bloodstains on the walls

but thats all they will find
the rest of you is gone
i had a meal tonight
and my teeth are rather sharp

nothing left to find
now i am alone
your presence is not here
all but your voice inside my head

now my temple throds
sweat beads down my face
i will get rid of you now
when i pull the trigger

Is that how you really feel?

bravo you sing my mind like a thrush in spring

i looked into your eyes
and fell into a deep abyss
you walked towards me
and i thought i would collapse

you pressed you hand upon my chest
and my shirt unbuttooned there
it fell to the floor
along with your pleaded skirt

the bed grew ever closer
and our passion overgrew
my hands rose up your hip
exploring every curve

you looked into my eyes
as our bodies pressed together
sweat poured from between us
as our fingers inner-twined

i open my eyes but you are not there
i have been resting, i slowly sit up
i see a picture of you that i have drawn
it seemed so real at first

i place your picture in my art book
and finally turn out the light
you are just a fantasy
but you were real for just that moment

cry beautiful

i actually started drawing this character some time ago. sweet young girl with pigtails. she wore a pleaded skirt with a mans button up shirt. her fingers barely reached out the sleeve, she either wore fishnet stockings with runs or holes in them, or she would have rolled down socks and she wore mary janes. no matter how many times i drew her, it just never looked right. it was almost like i was drawing a real person. the character has gone through style changes, eye changes, clothes changes, amung other things. i guess it is me trying to make someone out of nothing. i guess it was bound to happen sooner or later. i fantasize for someone who is nt real.

never give up on her, you'll draw her so perfectly oneday i just know it, then you'll bump into her, i beleive that when a drawing evolves when you keep trying to draw it it will eventually come out as someone real and hat could just click what your dreaming for

i could dream. i doubt anything i have drawn will actually be a real person, but yanno, wierder things have happened.

I bet you will find that girl someday

im not much of a popular guy. looks run thin with me. if i could lose some weight, i might look better.

Looks are not important. At least not to me.


I think other things are more important.

thanks vaya

No problem

you're real but i cant touch you
you're real but i cant see
when i make you laugh, your expressions
your smile i'll never know

your embrass is just a dream
your words, a passing glance
we pass through information
we can only guess whats real

they say there's someone for everyone
i cant see how it can be true
i want to be near this person
who seems so far away

might be true and i will find
the person just for me
but i remain without
and i will be alone

Originally posted by Demarthl
cry beautiful dittocry simply beautiful

thank you

i gotta go to work
i guess its all too well
that seems i walk into heat
paid to work in hell

hate the place
the pace is slow
the heat im unconcious
does it really show?

8 hours of tourture
a check to be mine
wednesy for sure
to be devine

they stop changing my schedule
and place me at pos
liek to butter the bread
and give them the toast

t

crack crack crumble crumble
every time i talk
it turns to a mumble
to hard to say
to hard to stay
to hard to make out
what im trying to say
can you stay for a moment
anc read my last verse
if you hear me
you heard me
in code of morse
makes since or nonsince
it sinceless to try
tears flowing
from eye sockets
when i start to cry
dont point my direction
ejection from me
and i leave at this hour
the hour to be

i wrote thi yesterday in the otf for shellies b-day

a poem by jakk

another year to add
to the wonder that be
mystiful in presence
joyful in words

lovely in spirit
a friend to the end
allways improving
like a bottle of wine

aged to pperfection
getting better with time
her name is shellie
everyones fantasy dream


happy b-day diva

Wow, you are soooo TALENTED justjakk!!!

Wolf in sheeps clothing



i try to hide this evil inside
a pleasant demeanour
a kind peaceful smile
but what i hide i cant deni
i may turn on you someday
my friends you have seen it
in the wrath of columbine
in the eyes of terrorized cytizens
a clinic blown away
it came slowly without a sound
they could not hear it
until it engulfed them
it destroyed them
they cant be found

but i pray it never happens
my demeanour to stay true
to my outward appearance
i have held on tight
but my grip is slowly slipping
let me stay like this forever
let it not be found
the evil inside in bondage
let it not escape
cause when it does
all will fear
the time of its entrance
and they will see
inside of me
a wolf in sheeps clothing

some old stuff

I sit to write poetry, i come up with strife.
Couldn't make a rhyme to save my life.
Then turn to the side and see a knife
held my axe-muderer of a ex-wife.

I'm not married, so don't take me wrong.
I see the future. I'll write it in a song.
Till the chorus is full and long.
On Apolo, i should get the gong.

Humorus lyrics for you i write.
Til i give up my plagerous rights.
And stop to turn out the light
so i can howl at the moon at night.

You would say that i'm half-baked.
Cracked from the morn i've waked.
Bad grammar for heaven sake.
My own critisism, i'll take.

Why should i stop and let you leave?
My taylor hasn't himmed my sleive.
I don't know how to spell sleive.
Im being economic, not writing on loose leaf.

So i will say to all boys and girls.
Who really want to save the world.
And have all my evil planns unfurled.
Drop a house on me, make my feet upcurled.

Read all this and be amazed.
Of how a young man so crazed.
Can rhyme alot yet says.
He hasn't rhymed a thing in days.

more old stuff

My H A P Y birthday

On this usually joyious day,
i've been feeling unusually grey,
but then i heard somebody say,
Have a H A P Y birthday!

The sky outside was awfly blue.
And you know what? I was too.
My dumb butt wrote this. It's true!
My H A P Y birthday.

This morn i wasn't feeling well.
Twas to be happy? I couldn't tell.
And so what? I can not spell.
On my H A P Y birthday.

My dumb computer doesn't work.
Guys at work were being jerks.
Excuses, I spelled it wrong for perks.
This H A P Y birthday.

I ate food from Capt'n D's uh-oh
Now this part you don't want to know.
I puked it up. Oh there it goes.
Trashed my H A P Y birthday.

I got a gift from my next door Aunt.
$20 i will soon flaunt.
And buy me something that i want.
After this H A P Y birthday.

Outside i found a shiny quarter.
Soon my eyes began to water.
It was sent to me by my late father.
Which saved my H A P Y birthday.

i am gonna post some more oldie until i get inspired.


it sucks to be a monster. really sucks to live this way
not having someone close enough to be with day by day
you could be my friend, but that would be obsurd
one day when i lose myself you'd be the one i hurt

can i really keep on going, these words i often cry
or jump off of a building just to see if i can fly
if i fall will someone miss me? nah, i truly doubt it
i actually think im the only one who care anythin about it

did i crack you up a little are you feeling kinda sorry
this life will soon be over, so you really neednt worry
cause when you talked it made you seen a little bigger
now im sitting in my closet, about to pull the trigger.

this is not a story of sorrow, eventhough the sorrows great
we all should think real hard befor choosing such a fate
these feelings arent to linger, nor in our hearts abide
this isnt just a poem, its a note of suicide.

Reflections

When you look into the mirror who is it staring back?
Is it someone whom you want to be or something so abstract
that you push your fist past the reflection there?
As the blood flows down you stop and stare
at the one you hurt. Your hand is broken
and the pain you caused is surely no token.
This pain you caused to that reflection
can cause your sanitys' own rejection.
You're thrust into a pit of despair.
You can't find happiness anywhere.
Then suddenly, it all shines through.
The reflection that you hurt is you.

A rain in December


I watch in awe as December rain curesses your face
like cream flowing over a delicate lace
Your eyes sparkle, a dark night with stars
like a magical galaxy seen from afar
A fragrance of apple-blossoms caress the air
I wake up wishing that I was still there
But I write this poem hoping to remember
once upon a time a rain in December.


This goes out to the hopeless romantics out there
and all the special lovers everywhere

The center



You are the center of my being
a pure soul in my eyes
I wish i could find the meaning
and comfort you the times you cry

What are these demons that haunt you
I promise they will all be gone
And i will fall from grace too
just to make you my only one

Hopeless romantic


I am a hopeless romantic, a broken soul
searching for the someone to make me whole
a sweet presence to brace my tears
the one person who can calm my fears
To find that person would give me such bliss
and i would live forever in happyness


I long for long beaches with someone beside me
the waves crash the shore from the far off sea
The sand a beautyfull sparkling white
shall add an aura to the night
A wonderful dream I must admit
I am a hopeless romantic.

I wait for nothing and nothing comes and sorrows all i find.
With a foothold on my happiness, now im really in a bind.
The foul stinch of death rolls in and the vultures start to fly.
I take my last breath of fresh air and slowly start to die.
I see a bright light coming in and all who came befor me
who tried to make me into a person they wanted me to be.
They yell out mean obsinities and slander to my face.
I scream for a release from this dreadful gastly place.
I wake up from this nightmare and slowly start to blush.
Reach behind me on the toilet and quickly turn the flush.
Go away bad obsinities and deaths terrible smell.
Go away terrible nothingness that had me in this spell.
I wipe and spray and I have to admit it really does sound silly.
But i'll never again eat a cicken sandwich with side of black hole chili.

Thank you

Help me when my faith isnt ready to be faithful
help me when my strength isnt ready to be strong
help me when my peace isnt ready to be peaceful
help me when my right isnt ready to be wrong.

Help me with your patience when my patience isnt here
help me with your wisdom when the ansers arent so clear
help me with your presence when im feeling lost and lonely
help me with your spirit cause you are my one and only.

OoOoOo...Very good.

Especially the suicide note one, even thoughts its a bit depressing.

Yeah, I agree with ya there dwarfdude. I also really liked A Rain In December and the Hopeless Romantic ones

JJ you got teh good stuff.

Dude, trust me, looks we aint got, but heart we do. heh. the good lookin guys end up gettin pushed to the side while the gals come for us. takes awhile sometimes. trust in the G man, she'll be on her way to you.

well, i think its about time she hurried up LMAO.

Heh. Unfortunatly, in my town, superficiality seems to always prevail.

hahaha yeah bro i agree. she needs to get the lead out.

If a girl is looking only for guys with looks, then she seriously needs to get her brain checked, cuz some of the best guys out there aren't necessarily the hottest...

thanks. hahahaa look, jakk and i aint hunchbacks, nor are we Mr. Universes. Just average guys with gimungous hearts. fegh....

I miss JJ *sniffs*

He's just an IM away, babe... hahahha

break me from within
tear me a new heart
sew me into exhistence
once again i fall

the feeling is much stronger
i long for its return
curess my inner being
make me no longer lonely

it shall never be
i remain the same
from day to day
cold from all i lack

Justjakk on the attakk
give this f'ed up world no slakk,
You cant be broke, your armor dont krakk,
I tell the truth, that's a fakt.

dude...this is my room for rhymin
i do it all the time and
stop me if you heard this one
this joke aint no lie man

i need a check up from the waist down
still got my feet on the groud
im spreading beat feeling heat
but i still take my bow

untouchable..i make ya feel me
like a banana..gotta peel me
look these rhymes come quite easy
curtains fall i end it quckly


word to my mother

Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
thanks. hahahaa look, jakk and i aint hunchbacks, nor are we Mr. Universes. Just average guys with gimungous hearts. fegh....


I know you aren't hunchbacks; I didn't mean it like that. Sorry if it sounded bad.

Originally posted by Coldfire
I know you aren't hunchbacks; I didn't mean it like that. Sorry if it sounded bad.


I know what you meant....if everyone thought like you...i wouldn't be lonely.

Awww poor you hug

JJ, you, me, and Spike. meh. hey man, word from the Big TX my diggity dawg. hahaha. smile and say yo to santy claws and all em up there.

And, on an afterthought, bring on the new rhyme, cause it's about time, missin your stuff is like tequila sans lime. hahahahhahah!

btw, Coldfire, no i knew kinda how you meant what you said. Just figured I'd give some imagery to go along with JJ's psychobunny and my Sweet A Kenshin sprite. hahaha

Ok, lol. That's what I kinda thought, but I just wanted to be sure. Some people can get really touchy about stuff like that, but its obviously not you guys

yeah we are the best looking hunchbacks lmao

I'll bet you are lmao!

Originally posted by Coldfire
Ok, lol. That's what I kinda thought, but I just wanted to be sure. Some people can get really touchy about stuff like that, but its obviously not you guys

hahahahhaHAHAHAHAHHAHAH!!!!! nope, notta ussa.

Grooviest hunchbacks this side of the atlantic baby!!! hey JJ, write more poetry, or Ill email you eminem lyrics for a week. heh heh heh...

Time to clock out


the hours click away
much slower now
waiting for my exit
my return home
i anticipate it more
even befor im there
as boredom grows
filling me up
a couple more keystrokes
another misplaced call
20 minutes left
i grow more eager
how much longer
my relief has arrived
i pack my bags and leave
for its time to clock out

I like that one

hahaha yep; the end of another hard day's work. word bro.

Nice poem JJ *smiles*

I am here at the box, yo, where are you, JJ?

fed up angry all i see
nothing like it used to be
not as i remembered when
just a little worser than

time to stop rhyming
time to stop drawing
time to stop being
time to stop

fade to black the things i know
fade away ...turn away
nothing is left
i lost it all

my smile a frown
my eye a tear
my soul a shadow
my form an abyss

dont look at me with those sad eyes
this is the way it was meant to be
didnt i tell you this is how it happens
all turn away.....dissapear
my hands shake
i cannot think
what does it mean
when you lose your thoughts
does it mean you're slipping away
does it mean you have really lost it
can you get it back
or will it stay gone
forever i wonder
my hands still shake
my eyes they wander
i hope it returns
i fought so long
was it in vain
that i be left with nothing
and it not return
i sit alone now
a small light defines my form
my new shirt is fading
the cuff of my jeans are dirty
all that i have i see
but it means nothing
pastic i pound upon
i type slower now
i rest a moment
and i type the last line
save the text and add signature.....something something something

truly yours....to my dear diary






i dont know.....i couldnt think of a better ending...and i didnt want it to look like siuicide. im far too good looking to kill myself lmao

hahaha really, and I would kick your @$$ if you did... you WOULD feel it. Great stuff bro. keep em comin.

would have to be afterlife bro hahaha

thats right and you know it fool! hgahahaha

Lol! Yep, just too darned handsome to kill yourself Those are really good! More more more!

listen to the lady yo! hahaha

My Bro JJ the man widda plan,
Doin' it the only way a crazy man can!

Bring more bro!

i will kill my cousin now
slowly if i can
i will kill my cousin now
yes that cousins sam

but i am will! uh, oh your real cousin hahahah!

yeah......i have been picking at my cousin samantha.......and this was another way to pick on her. lol

haahhahahahahah!!!

words are in my head. just cant put them together
like my brain farted when i tried to and i felt under the weather
a little sickness that im missing
someone that i should be kissin
cant take for granted what you dont have
cant forget what wasnt there
lost oppurtunities what i have
situations never formed
shortened sentences taking place of
paragraphs i should have had
makes me wonder all the time
should this peom really rhyme
probably does but i never notice
and all the words flow from my head

neat dude.

stand up sit down, come in get out.
pas out wake up, large glass or plastic cup.
tons a money or sex appeal, all fake or just real.
real work or none at all, small mind or big ball.
do it or not, bring it or not, say what you got, stone cold or red hot.

in the end you gotta choose, will you win or will you loose?
be one way or another, cant have both my wayward brother.
cause either you with me or you're nothing at all.
which will you choose? you make the call.

Am I the wayward one? I am with you, bro.

no, its just something i put together.

in the bible it speaks about being hot or cold in christ.

either you are hold or cold.

the luke warm will be spewed from my mouth

yeah, kool man! well, been wayward... hahahaha but i am comin into the fold more. prayer needed alot these days man. love ya bro! write some mo!

Originally posted by justjakk
stand up sit down, come in get out.
pas out wake up, large glass or plastic cup.
tons a money or sex appeal, all fake or just real.
real work or none at all, small mind or big ball.
do it or not, bring it or not, say what you got, stone cold or red hot.

in the end you gotta choose, will you win or will you loose?
be one way or another, cant have both my wayward brother.
cause either you with me or you're nothing at all.
which will you choose? you make the call.

Kickass!

i was mused by OU to do this. it may cause others to look differently at me. but, the way i look at it is, it has happened before.



thoughts abound around and round
they sing me melodies to tease and taunt
throughout this house that is my haunt
from whence i came and ever stay

i hear myself quite differently not
not "now" but "not" which is quite same
familiar as i remember my name
and i keep it til i find the death

i walk not crooked but straight and wild
i know that this is quite obsurd
and i don't trust my very word
i bounce from off the rubber walls

i edit now tis true no lies
no fibs i tell in white coat tied
abound my sleaves my mouth is wide
my lip is flipped by my index finger now.

hahahaha funny dude... hahahahaha !

i bounce into this lyric. its just a lovely melody
the second verse i write for i cannot seem to let it be
misfit or not i cannot think straight for i do have no brain
all tied up with nowhere to go you see they all say im insane



this is all i can think of at the moment...i may add more to this....just thought it sounded fun

Originally posted by justjakk
i was mused by OU to do this. it may cause others to look differently at me. but, the way i look at it is, it has happened before.



thoughts abound around and round
they sing me melodies to tease and taunt
throughout this house that is my haunt
from whence i came and ever stay

i hear myself quite differently not
not "now" but "not" which is quite same
familiar as i remember my name
and i keep it til i find the death

i walk not crooked but straight and wild
i know that this is quite obsurd
and i don't trust my very word
i bounce from off the rubber walls

i edit now tis true no lies
no fibs i tell in white coat tied
abound my sleaves my mouth is wide
my lip is flipped by my index finger now.



yanno, i think i should just edit the whole thing.......or at least one line...




thoughts abound around and round
they sing me melodies to tease and taunt
throughout this house that is my haunt
from whence i came and ever stay

i hear myself quite differently not
not "now" but "not" which is quite same
familiar as i remember my name
and i keep it til i find the death

i walk not crooked but straight and wild
i know that this is quite obsurd
and i don't trust my very word
i bounce from off the rubber walls

i end now tis true no lies
no fibs i tell in white coat tied
abound my sleaves my mouth is wide
my lips flipped by my finger now.




there, now i feel better about it.

hahhahaha stiches man.... stiches...!!!

when the sun is shinning no clouds around
why does it seem that my face still gets wet
oftentimes i fin myself going with the flow
but then i hit my breaks cause im stuck in the traffic

hmanity is insaity and im wasting my time
big ben is ticking along but what hour is it?
im still in solitary confinement everyone around
cant move without bumping into someone nowadays

i guess its just the way i see it, or i cant see at all
take the blind fold off its getting a little dark
did i say dark? i meant light. cause im the normal one here
your not listening to poetry. your listening to mind taunts

this isnt a quick lymerick, it the diary of someone twisted
i fought myself yesterday, i dont even know who won
i hate being with me. im paranoid schitzophrenic
im afraid one day, i may kill myself again.

Nice freeverse dude... work on the spellcheck, but otherwise a cool poem.

i mispelled something?

kool hahahaha

ha!

Originally posted by justjakk
i mispelled something?

kool hahahaha
Yeah you did, but s'alright Great stuff jj yes yes

you know your lonely
heres you last chance
will you let go
or be forever

wont you shape up
or ship out
do it now
or i will

you got the guts?
maybe not
go and get some
or you'll lose it

the ending
is the strongest
if you dont
you'll regret it.

shoes tied on the wrong feet
left or right you cant deside
get it together, clear your throat
curtain call, now begin

step to the mike
you feel the rhythim
let the bass flow
feel the chorus

open up and let it flow
let the tune pour
lyric line chorus ending
take your bow

your a legend

nice man. ha is this for me?Originally posted by justjakk
you know your lonely
heres you last chance
will you let go
or be forever

wont you shape up
or ship out
do it now
or i will

you got the guts?
maybe not
go and get some
or you'll lose it

the ending
is the strongest
if you dont
you'll regret it.

Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
nice man. ha is this for me?
Lol might be, but then again it could fit a few people in our lovely poetry forum....

Great stuff by the way yes

is this for me? am i the one?
the reason this poems begun
i lost myself sometime ago
someone else i chose to show

i didnt fit in allthough i tried
lost my friends because i lied
my biggest failure in life will be
that i didnt really act like me

put on a show twice resigned
it all flows past me in my mind
when all is still i finally show
the real side of me ive never known

I like it.

added color to my life, all for the rainbow to that which was grey
never forgotten, my first true form. all i am is evolution
i am the change that has enveloped. remember me as i was
cause i wont be the same tommorrow. another change begins

take this off and put this on. graduate then work then die
life and death are the only things that can be for certain.
when is the question and the answer remains the same
no one can truely forsee and your destiny is a smoked glass.

Originally posted by vaya_the_elf
I like it.

thank you. i hoped you would like that.

Originally posted by justjakk
is this for me? am i the one?
the reason this poems begun
i lost myself sometime ago
someone else i chose to show

i didnt fit in allthough i tried
lost my friends because i lied
my biggest failure in life will be
that i didnt really act like me

put on a show twice resigned
it all flows past me in my mind
when all is still i finally show
the real side of me ive never known
I like that one too yes

Very cool bro. And grey, shows? you ? ha, mebbe to some, but I know better. YOU are the better man of us, Daniel.

thank you all.. i have not been feeling well today. i have realized to what extent my job will protect me.

a cab driver called me to ask why i wrote him up on a previous date. i usually forget what happened the day before at work, and couldnt give him much answer. i told him i wouldnt be able to help him on stuff like that, and it would be better if he wouldnt confront me about stuff like that.

he became andry and called me a "white cracker". to that, he hung up his cell phone.

i went to my boss and was told that everyone will do something i dont like that i should put it behind me. the owner was in his office, overheard this and asked me who it was. the manager suddenly became interested and asked me when i took the call. he checked phone logs, and sure enough, heard the conversation. he then calls me to his office and tells me this. (What i can remember waiver)

"Danny, im not saying your wrong or hes right and he shouldnt have confronted you like that. I love my check. If we dont have cab drivers working and paying lease, we cant pay the bills and no one gets checks."

I told him that i didnt care who paid my check.

i cant understand. he says he talked to the driver and told him not to confront a dispatcher again for write-ups. what about the racist undertone? am i to suspect that if it were the other way around, and (God forbid that it should happen) i were to say the "N" word. does that meen i wouldnt get in trouble for it?

what do yall say? i guess i should be greatful that he said anything to the driver. and i guess my real thing is, if he could phone me to confront me about a write up, what would stop another from meeting me in the parking lot? what would it accomplish if i (or any dispatcher/operator) were to be confronted and maybe even hurt?

yanno, after i had told my manager about this, the accountant tells me she told him not to call me about it. he was in the front lobby all that time talking to her. with the way the conversation heated up, what could have stopped him?

i guess it goes to show you, you cant trust everyone with write ups. she had the write up in her office and said he overlooked it and thats how he knew. how did he see it and why was it still there if it were a write up from friday? i think i will ask the owner tommorrow when i go to work, but i dont wanna seem like someone who wants to stir up alot of stuff because the topic of racism was brought up. i dont even know if it would solve anything. i just know that this will be a reason why alot of workers in the radio room will want to hesitate about doing a write up.

Hey man, this crap hits way too often. You keep doin right bro. If it comes down to it, you can get another job. You got the skilz to pay thy bilz. Besides, (without bein racist at all) black folks and white folks in your area rarely have gotten along. The blacks hate us because we are whitey and supposedly bring them down, and the other whites hate the blacks and blame them for problems like drugs and street violence. it really comes down to our civic leaders who just dont give a damn about anyone but the money that they rip from out of our pockets to put into theirs. The city officials propitiate racial tensions with stupid remarks on tv and by not DOING what they say they will do. The average citizen helps the flow of hatred along by also not doing right, and by turning a blind eye to injustice and illegal or immoral activities. In the end it comes down to this: You, and only you, can stand up and do what YOU know is right. This world is circling the drain because folks don't wanna do the right thing, dude, but you do. Don't let these ill-educated and illogical people bring you down. ( I know it is easier said than done, but just do the right thing.) In the end, you and I know who has control and what these fools will face come the end of days. We all gotta account for our deeds whether good or bad, and man am I grateful I know the truth. I will keep it in my prayers also bro. And, hey! Haha this moron wants to take you on, just call me. Free ticket to you courtesy of a rich grandma and a 2 hour flight will land me by your side to fight any scheissekompf that dares challenge a brother of mine!

Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
Hey man, this crap hits way too often. You keep doin right bro. If it comes down to it, you can get another job. You got the skilz to pay thy bilz. Besides, (without bein racist at all) black folks and white folks in your area rarely have gotten along. The blacks hate us because we are whitey and supposedly bring them down, and the other whites hate the blacks and blame them for problems like drugs and street violence. it really comes down to our civic leaders who just dont give a damn about anyone but the money that they rip from out of our pockets to put into theirs. The city officials propitiate racial tensions with stupid remarks on tv and by not DOING what they say they will do. The average citizen helps the flow of hatred along by also not doing right, and by turning a blind eye to injustice and illegal or immoral activities. In the end it comes down to this: You, and only you, can stand up and do what YOU know is right. This world is circling the drain because folks don't wanna do the right thing, dude, but you do. Don't let these ill-educated and illogical people bring you down. ( I know it is easier said than done, but just do the right thing.) In the end, you and I know who has control and what these fools will face come the end of days. We all gotta account for our deeds whether good or bad, and man am I grateful I know the truth. I will keep it in my prayers also bro. And, hey! Haha this moron wants to take you on, just call me. Free ticket to you courtesy of a rich grandma and a 2 hour flight will land me by your side to fight any scheissekompf that dares challenge a brother of mine!

thanx dude. i bought a fridge for my bedroom.. now i can almost say i know what it is to have a 1 room apartment hahaha

anytime, anyplace, any world, any enemy. period. you are my brother. hey, added you to yahoo, so say hi! hahaha

when did you add me?

dude, sign on

I am on .hahaha

whats your username?

yahoo is sirmauz, check bio for others. hahaha!

how can i tell you a person i dont know?
ive been so many people its really hard to tell
one person from the next cant tell them all apart
and come up with the someone that others see in me

but what if that person staring back in my reflection
isnt really me but someone else in disguise?
am i really a wolf in sheeps clothing?
have i come to even fool myself?

i dont know my future and my past is but a dream
to fast did it slip by and rushed from out my mind
what do i really write? is this all about me?
or does everyone else have doubts to their own reflection?

Hm. If you look at the reflection and only see a face,
If you look to the eyes and only see the colors
If you look to the body and only see a shell.
If you can actually look and not see as well,
The deepness of the soul inside,
The awesome man that you try to hide,
You can't keep it secret from me you know.
I see through all facades and though
You cannot see who you are for real,
One day for sure I know she will.

Just had to man... haha...

Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
Hey man, this crap hits way too often. You keep doin right bro. If it comes down to it, you can get another job. You got the skilz to pay thy bilz. Besides, (without bein racist at all) black folks and white folks in your area rarely have gotten along. The blacks hate us because we are whitey and supposedly bring them down, and the other whites hate the blacks and blame them for problems like drugs and street violence. it really comes down to our civic leaders who just dont give a damn about anyone but the money that they rip from out of our pockets to put into theirs. The city officials propitiate racial tensions with stupid remarks on tv and by not DOING what they say they will do. The average citizen helps the flow of hatred along by also not doing right, and by turning a blind eye to injustice and illegal or immoral activities. In the end it comes down to this: You, and only you, can stand up and do what YOU know is right. This world is circling the drain because folks don't wanna do the right thing, dude, but you do. Don't let these ill-educated and illogical people bring you down. ( I know it is easier said than done, but just do the right thing.) In the end, you and I know who has control and what these fools will face come the end of days. We all gotta account for our deeds whether good or bad, and man am I grateful I know the truth. I will keep it in my prayers also bro. And, hey! Haha this moron wants to take you on, just call me. Free ticket to you courtesy of a rich grandma and a 2 hour flight will land me by your side to fight any scheissekompf that dares challenge a brother of mine!
I can agree with that yes People these days are just plain rude to each other, and they only care about themselves. Not saying everyone is like this, of course. Some scary shit happens out there, and it's good that it didn't lead to you getting hurt jj hug

thank you ms coldfire

Hey, man. Tell this guy You know KUNG FU. hahahahaa

Originally posted by justjakk
thank you ms coldfire
Your welcome
Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
Hey, man. Tell this guy You know KUNG FU. hahahahaa
Lol mmhmm that always works in the movies


Hopefully we some more poetry soon yes

i don't know what to write, i cant seem to find my rhythm
i washed both hands this morning and cant do nothing with them
someday i wanna flay become the greatest mind freak
till then I'm just a poser, some say i am a geek

my boss pokes jokes and smart remarks, he thinks i am a geek too
i really cant blame him cause of the silly things i do
i want to keep my twisted ways and people take me seriously
to stop and think about this guy and see me for me

do you make fun of a clown and kick them in the backside
and check their twisted ways and see if they are cross-eyed
i get paid 9 an hour to simply be made a fool of
nothing pays better so I'll handle it with kid gloves.

but one day with my friends help i wont be in this vice
i will have some money then they will be nice
come back to the cab company we really need your skills
to operate this crappy server so we can pay our bills

see without the operators no calls are answered there
the chairs without a backseat in them all the place be bare
dispatchers take complaints but yanno if they are gone
you'll be the ones getting abused on the phone

the idiots don't understand, its not about the drivers money
they don't need the computers, gee ain't it funny?
they pull in cash from personals, they don't have to lift a finger
just listen to their cell phones with the silly little ringer

they lose business cause the drivers don't take calls from off my screen
like its my fault they come squalling acting very mean
they will lose the money the business and the cars
its best to think that I'm from earth, my boss was born from mars

i hate the company don't ya know, but soon it will be over fast
see the drivers will pay the lease without money left for gas
the cars will park or be stolen or caught up in a wreck
and then the company wont have the money to put out a check.

watch out my friends, the end is soon. and this poem is over now
and when yellow cab falls, we all will say wow
the giant that had so much talk was such a great competition
will be tapping on the mat from its own submission

haha nice man. nice
so how's things at the Company? hahaha.... j/k

funny....i allways thought maybe they knew something. i guess i was wrong

Wow that sounds like a pretty crappy job...

we cant get business because eventhough the drivers dont halfway get the calls that come in, they still get trips that are either personals or they stop at the airport or bus stations. i think it was said.....as long as they pay their lease fees, we cant do anything to them. they kinda give them a slap on the wrist and let it go. i just dont get it. you would rather make all this money and lose business on the phones due to lack of proffesionalism, than to straighten out the problem, get more better drivers and save the business. its kinda bassackwards to me.

yeah, it is pretty stupe. dunno man. wish i could help with more than prayer, but.... well...

Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
yeah, it is pretty stupe. dunno man. wish i could help with more than prayer, but.... well...

thanks dude..i think i know what to do about this though

groovytastic. (copywrited)

Originally posted by justjakk
we cant get business because eventhough the drivers dont halfway get the calls that come in, they still get trips that are either personals or they stop at the airport or bus stations. i think it was said.....as long as they pay their lease fees, we cant do anything to them. they kinda give them a slap on the wrist and let it go. i just dont get it. you would rather make all this money and lose business on the phones due to lack of proffesionalism, than to straighten out the problem, get more better drivers and save the business. its kinda bassackwards to me.
That does sound really bassackwards
Originally posted by justjakk
thanks dude..i think i know what to do about this though
You do? Well good for you then

they said i should be normal, that is how i need to be
why dont they look around them and try acting more like me
stuff shirts and black pants is all they wanna know in life
all i wanna know is fammily. i want some kids and a wife

business running through their blood they gotta IBM at every joint
paying attention too hard for them. didnt your momma tell you not to point?
i dont think im crasy i knew it from the day i was born
i dont cry about much now. my sanitys' what i mourn

hahah it is better to be us than the rest of humanity,
I relish each moment and I love our insanity,
Cause when life burst upon them with harsh reality,
We'll be laughin in the background, and giggling maniacally.

Hello justjakk


Long time no chat

Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
hahah it is better to be us than the rest of humanity,
I relish each moment and I love our insanity,
Cause when life burst upon them with harsh reality,
We'll be laughin in the background, and giggling maniacally.



i could hear your laugh so vivdly with that one....hahahaha


sign onto one of your IMs....we gotta talk bro.

Lol very nice jj and DW

Originally posted by justjakk
i could hear your laugh so vivdly with that one....hahahaha


sign onto one of your IMs....we gotta talk bro.

haha love ya bro. feelin it for ya. tell grams to get out, and tell ma and gramps i love and miss em.

philosophy of a demented artist


did i create you or did you create me
are you in my dreams or the other way around
it this real or make believe
who is really the cartoon

you seemed so real i thought at that moment
or was it you thinking that about me
all in an instant i flew into nothing
as if an eraser passed by my flesh

the lead tip moves about
and marks your form so gently
or could it be that im mistaken
and im the one upon the paper

what color would you use
when you bring me to life
is it in your imagination
that your dream person is me

you are a part of me
black and white or sometimes color
the inside that they dont see
or am i the inside of you

you thought you wouldnt see it again
a mixture of word to read
that drips off the mind
and hits the floor then disolves

it is easy if you look hard
and see it fall into the bowl
the soup of life you drink so thin
it have never made you full

and you wonder why you cannot see
the things inside my dark hazel eyes
but you never notice when you drop
the mirror upon the carpet

it breaks into many pieces
one for each of your broken dreams
come to me and i will fix them
place them all back together

the reflection is warped but now you see
the reflection and how it can be
mended soon to pure perfection
and you dreams will heal as well

if i talk i talk in color
my poetry is black and white
no middle layer to confuse you
to think it may mean another

no hidden meanings
no rhymes to guess
in the end you know it
and it fits you

you read along
and i only type
i dont return the favor
my fingers only need practise

this is my poem
third of the day
i hope you like it
its the last for now

You are writing again

I'm glad to see it, and keep it up

Originally posted by justjakk
philosophy of a demented artist


did i create you or did you create me
are you in my dreams or the other way around
it this real or make believe
who is really the cartoon

you seemed so real i thought at that moment
or was it you thinking that about me
all in an instant i flew into nothing
as if an eraser passed by my flesh

the lead tip moves about
and marks your form so gently
or could it be that im mistaken
and im the one upon the paper

what color would you use
when you bring me to life
is it in your imagination
that your dream person is me

you are a part of me
black and white or sometimes color
the inside that they dont see
or am i the inside of you
Of the three this is my fav Great job hun and glad to see you writin more

Finally dude. hahah! very very cool. Bleeding black and white makes you even more my brother, and more the man you are.

another abused soul


the stern look in your eyes
tell me theres something wrong
did i do it this time
and let your demons come out again

i cannot run
you're much to quick
for little legs dont move so swift
you caught me at a disadvantage

just as the day before
i dont think it was me
and this time you hit me harder
i fall upon the floor much heavier

what did i do
was it really me
or was it that bottle
you sipped on this morning

i give you much you dont return
i will not ask, not this time
you have it all, and now i know
its far too dangerous to be giving

the little change in my pocket
is dropped into your bowl
you look at me with hungry eyes
maybe i made a big mistake

down the alley so dark and grim
you have followed me to my fate
or have you walked into the trap
and the metal pin is soon to spring

you have me now, or do i have you
in this spider web ive woven
youve much from this day of begging
but that is not what i want

my fine threads upon my body
wripple against the nights wind
and you are just two feet away
from your own mortal end

for you have fallen into this web
and now i have another snack
it was a dark evening
and the sun is not here to hinder me

Originally posted by justjakk
another abused soul


the stern look in your eyes
tell me theres something wrong
did i do it this time
and let your demons come out again

i cannot run
you're much to quick
for little legs dont move so swift
you caught me at a disadvantage

just as the day before
i dont think it was me
and this time you hit me harder
i fall upon the floor much heavier

what did i do
was it really me
or was it that bottle
you sipped on this morning
awww hug
Originally posted by justjakk
i give you much you dont return
i will not ask, not this time
you have it all, and now i know
its far too dangerous to be giving

the little change in my pocket
is dropped into your bowl
you look at me with hungry eyes
maybe i made a big mistake

down the alley so dark and grim
you have followed me to my fate
or have you walked into the trap
and the metal pin is soon to spring

you have me now, or do i have you
in this spider web ive woven
youve much from this day of begging
but that is not what i want

my fine threads upon my body
wripple against the nights wind
and you are just two feet away
from your own mortal end

for you have fallen into this web
and now i have another snack
it was a dark evening
and the sun is not here to hinder me
ooooo... kinda sinister theme in that one... me likes

wow. very cool bro. keep it goin.