whynotsin Posted December 14, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 14, 2003 You do it to yourself Caught in an ambush, Facing down the barrel of a gun, The one holding it your self You never learned to let go, So now you pay, The rest of the world laughs at you Watching you struggle with invisible demons You look a little further ahead and you see more invisible beast But…… All you have to do is open your eyes And let go. Forget about the woes and go. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted December 14, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 14, 2003 At night I lay At night I lay Looking up at the stars Making friends with shadows The sweet sound of owls rocking me to sleep The soft breeze takes me to places unseen. Merrily I lay Whispering softly to the wind. Telling her to stay O what a delicious life To live in this moment To breathe the night To reminisce about the day The thought of just sinking into sleep, To be taken away to a never land To wield a mighty sword And romance a pure maiden Yes this is a wonderful moment A moment in which my heart jumps at the thought Yes to escape for just the night Into vast unending lands Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted December 14, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 14, 2003 Untitled Tonight the moonshines on you Alone on a pedestal you wait For life to sweep you up And take you away Your a single breath from being swept away Hold on tight You can’t run away Grab it by the horns don’t wait Just jump in its always your turn. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted December 14, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 14, 2003 Bubble of time Your creamy smooth skin Melts into mine. As together we travel beyond the edge. A continues moment. An eternity. You and me. In a bubble of time. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted December 14, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 14, 2003 Children Of a lost time One step Two step Through scared halls we run, Playing, spinning around the statues of Gods, Laughing, Screaming with joy. The children of a lost time. The pictures now faded and forgotten The black and whites turned to a dingy brown, Our laughter and smiles forever imprinted onto our faces. The laugh lines and creases our badges of youth, Even as old men we still can remember words spoken to us by, Nymphs and elves hidden in woods deep and old. Or of the fairies that took us to far away dream lands. Around the pillars of the Gods we danced Gaily laughing at their fading will. Giving up immortality like fools But all for the game. If we where kind Divinity would step down and dance with us in the wood, Drinking mead Wild and free where we, Not so weighed down by time. The Gods where fading and we there children bound to die some day. But all in fun, We had our time. Never where we tired of game Living life to a fullest As free sprits Our job was due To exude mirth and youth. With the setting sun we must go, And wait for another time to come out and play, We the children of a lost time. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted December 14, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 14, 2003 Moribund There He stood, On edge of glass, Staring out at the beginning And the ending Time had worn him down, The beats slow and steady, His summer winds slowing To lazy autumn breezes The arch of his life waning The notes of his requiem echoing in his mind. Will he spilled them onto page. The pacing calm and cool. Not rushed and hurried as in his youth. His hands after years of flight Gracefully danced across the keys He struck His requiem mass in tune Seeing if it might resonate with any atoned Mussels grow tense Eyes focused His fingers stretch out and he plays, The last piece of his days. He stood on the edge of glass, Looking back, Hearing the melody of the years Fade. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted December 14, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 14, 2003 Breath Breath come on Breath dammit, Don't do this to me, Not now please no. We still got ta go. Nothing is done Nothing attal. Please come on open up Let the air in. Thats all you have to bloody do. God what do I do? I promise I'll stay I'll even take the blame, I wont tell any one about last night. I wont tell any one about the pills Let me see those big blue eyes. Let me feel traped beneath the waves If I knew you'd go this far I would have never said goodbye I would have held you close. Please all you had to do was breath. All I needed was to hear your heart Feel your pulse Not your cold blue lips. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted December 14, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 14, 2003 The world slips away Watch me die Won’t you Just this night I’m entering a hopeless situation Be with one last time, Before I slip away Before I fade away The lines of time converge on this single point’ So that you and I can be together for one last night Before the cold night consumes me forever, Stay and watch me slip away Hold my dying body closes before it fades Look into my eyes like a caring mother Hold me tighter then life Let this be my final fantasy. Already I feel the cold bite of eternity at my heels Already I sense a void come over me, Nothing left to do. But let go. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted December 14, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 14, 2003 Far Gone Love I can’t look at you, those eyes and those lips. Your body brings madness to my eyes your thought destroy me. I can’t feel your skin or your face. my fingers don’t find your body. I fall apart without you. To caress your face to feel the beat of your heart in your chest . I need you here with me. Why then have you gone My days are with out a sun and my night without stars or moon. This world truly is cruel and you so like it. Come back my dove. Fly back to me. my heart bleeds, as you leave. Reason is now lost to a loveless fool O woe is there no way for your return then so like wise no reason do I live the blade is swift, It’s verdict quick. Return to me before the world losses all reason in my eyes. One quick thrust should be enough. to end it all. Maybe your better of with out me. I’ve been alone before. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted December 14, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 14, 2003 (edited) Every Thing after this is new stuff. and the frist one, that one is new today Edited December 14, 2003 by whynotsin Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yuki Kokoro Posted December 16, 2003 Report Share Posted December 16, 2003 Impressive collection. Here are the random comments that came to me while reading: Meditations about Time had an interesting last line, "Time has changed nothing but the world". I think you meant that the world isn't really that important compared to the things that don't change, but my first interpretation was that the changing of the natural world is an unstoppable force that we often don't take note of but still overshadows everything else. I saw it as reassuring that the world will continue changing, bringing hope that other things can change as well. Dead Pen was sad and probably the one that touched me deepest (especially the line: "The dreamers have left her walls") because I related to that the easiest. I'm a new member but have been lurking off and on for longer than I care to admit. However, I have confidence that times like that will always pass. Other than that a few of my favorites were: Boy, Beauty in Time, Children of a Lost Time, and Breath. Very nice poems all. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted December 17, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 17, 2003 (edited) Thanks! Those are like some of my favorite, ones also. Meditaion on time is about how I have come to terms with the world around me in more then one way. At the same time that every thing changes nothing is changing. Change is the only constant so there for change is redundat, as a word. um something like that. im of to bed. busy day busy busy. O look at the time. Edited December 17, 2003 by whynotsin Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted December 17, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 17, 2003 (edited) Skipping stones So long, Time well spent A lost lovers kiss. Flying far and farther, Away but to where? Stop before you burn, In the moonlight. Looking for pixies God on a lotus petal Allah in a hat. Ja in a basket Chasing the myths The fading beliefs Cray loco mothers Feeding spoiled breast milk. Feared and loathed Inner city kids Lynch mobs chasing a lone white boy. Faster then anything ever seen. So fast it cant be perceived. Flaming lips, Burning Di*ks Unclean love. The drugs are pure, But not enough. Burning holes in the brain Eating away at the pain Creating its own void In its wake. Backseats, Shower stalls Bedroom floors Kitchen sinks. Sweaty palms, Dirty thoughts. Women wearing to little, Men staring to much. First kisses, Wet naps. Day dreaming, On a frying pan. Spin the bottle, See who dies next. A little to extreme. A little to chilled. So long, A waste of good time. Edited December 20, 2003 by whynotsin Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted December 24, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 24, 2003 Everyday better then the last Every day is better then the last, Don’t you think? Don’t you think? Simply cuz we're still alive. So take my hand, and dance with me in the meadow of life. It's a happy day, For fun n’ play. O yea, Tis a happy day. No ones sad no ones down Just a joyful time Spinning round. Feeling the sun warm your back. Fresh cool water on your face. Dew drops on your lips. Kisses on your hips. Tracing circles on your cheeks. Every day is better then the last Don’t you think? Don’t you think? Carefree days full of awe Days never-ending, Day’s forever young. Living in perpetually green spring, And forever-fluffy snow. Days like years and years like eons, Living eternally In dusty woods. Every day is better then the last Don’t you think? Don’t you think? Better then crying about days past Better then weeping about those to come. Better the failing based on them. Better then dieing for them. Every day is better then the last Don’t you think? Don’t you think? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted December 24, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 24, 2003 Swimery Swim like a fish you just might get away. Swim like a dog and you’ll be caught Fly like a bird and soar Fly like a kite and circle in never-ending. Live like a man and suffer his woe, Live as a beast and enjoy the world. Although maybe a fish Would fetch a tasty dish. And the bird forever is drifting on the winds, aimless and free. The beast subject to the harsh world it so much enjoys. What ever your path, Have a blast. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yuki Kokoro Posted December 26, 2003 Report Share Posted December 26, 2003 "Everyday better than the last" was very good. I liked the lyrical quality and light-hearted tone. Very nice job with the repetition also, I usually don't like a lot of repetition in poems because it's not often that the author finds a line that is strong enough to be used multiple times and fits into a poem smoothly, but you found one. It begs to be sung and was a nice breath of fresh air. I also loved Swimery. I liked the way the view switched from what was expected halfway through the poem. The tone made the poem funny and entertaining, not sure if it was ironic, cynical or sincere, but I enjoyed it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted December 26, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 26, 2003 I'm all about having fun these days. You come to a point in life where you wake up and realize hey the game ends someday. and bam your having all the fun you can. Unitl you realize that one day your going to die, you are nothing.....tyler durden/fightclub. its all fun. and ya its a song im writing, it still needs some work and thanks again for the input. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted December 26, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 26, 2003 Dancing on my ceiling Dancing on my ceiling The lights of a thousand lives. The echo of a thousand heart beats The story of a lost people. Told by old wise men. To preserve a lost world A lost time. Flying And dancing Preying. Laughing. Smiling all day Tasting what the world is Feeling what it could be. Lamenting our woes. But not for long It’s a better day then you think. The shadows dance, Prance across my ceiling Bringing merry joy and cheer. Laughing so hard the milk squirts out. Fun fun day and even more fun nights. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted December 30, 2003 Author Report Share Posted December 30, 2003 Father sin. He is dead, My father he is. Sin has faded away. His questions left unanswered. He rests forever in his grave. Pondering his most forgotten quest. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted January 16, 2004 Author Report Share Posted January 16, 2004 Do you know? Do you know? The Cause of your punishment? Do you understand why you stand here? Bound and shackled. Naked and cold. Every step you take, Leads you to the gallows. From the first you took, So many years before. Every breath you take, Your second to last. The feeling the rush of your ending days, Flash before your eyes. The very soul of the world Displayed before the horde. Only too be consumed and torn. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted August 25, 2005 Author Report Share Posted August 25, 2005 Hello From time to time I may just drop in, An old whisper Calling on the wind. I’ll wink n’ smile, Remember good ol’ times. And on my merry way again I go again. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
whynotsin Posted March 24, 2007 Author Report Share Posted March 24, 2007 weary So it would seem I'm back. A tad bit older. some what wiser. but time has forgotten me, passed me over like so many things. the stones that once bore my name are smooth. and my kinsmen are long since dead. but I am here. looking with tiered eyes at a world I was once a part of. wondering if there is still a place . for this worn old poet. Germaine Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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