poetry corner...

[I_LIKE_R_L]

Classy poems people.... Lets hear your best...

Ill start..


Drinkin' Pee (a poem)

Sittin' under a tree
Drinkin' pee.
Swatted off a bee
Drinkin' pee.
Went indoors at three,
Drinkin' pee.
Watchin' the TV,
Drinkin' pee.
Tuned to NBC,
Drinkin' pee.

I like drinkin' pee,
'Cause it's free.

[irishlinkinluver]

Twisted Picture

Im going to draw a picture
A picture with a twist
Ill draw it with a razor
Ill draw it on my wrist
And if I draw it correctly
A fountain should appear
Draining all my sorrow
Draining all my fear.

[BlarneyStoned]

Humpty dumpty sat on a wall.
Humpty dumpty had a big fall.

Humpty dumpty broke his leg.
Humpty dumpty sued the guy who owned the wall.

Humpty dumpty is now worth a fuckin fortune.

[BlarneyStoned]

Ching chong chinaman milk a cow.
Ching chong chinaman not know how.

Ching chong chinaman pull wrong tit
Ching chong chinaman covered in shit!



Mary had a little lamb
the dirty bitch

[irishlinkinluver]

im a little porn star
short and sweet
my squeals are erotic
my notes are unique
when i get turned on
im scream and shout
bend me over
and lick me out!!

[BlarneyStoned]

The room keeps on turning
I can feel the churning
deep with in my gut
what was I thinking
I must have been a nut
to keep on drinking
all that lovely ale
but now I'm pale
and kneeling down
on the bathroom floor
I don't know how much more
i can take of town
and the stupid way
i'm pissing away this holiday
thats it i've enough
of feeling this rough
starting from tomorrow
i'm going to borrow
hiking shoes
no more booze!!!

[irishlinkinluver]

roses are red
violets are blue
im a kinky pigeon
and im gonna ride you!

[BlarneyStoned]

I push and I squeeze
I moan and I groan
I ate too much cheese
Get me off of this throne.

I need some relief
i need to get locked
I have the belief
that my arseis blocked

Maybe some cider or laxative
or maybe all bran one bowl
will be the cure to help me give
some refrain to my sore hole

[SHACKLES]

SUNDAY MORNING TEASER
by SHACKLES.........

As you lye there naked in my bed
Dirty thoughts goin thru my head
I roll my tounge down by your slit
Flickering slowly by your clit

You moan and groan without a care
I jump up head back to the computer
and my beer......

He he he the oul room-mate is crackin up!!!

[DoubleC]

Twisted Picture

Im going to draw a picture
A picture with a twist
Ill draw it with a razor
Ill draw it on my wrist
And if I draw it correctly
A fountain should appear
Draining all my sorrow
Draining all my fear.


Where did that come from?

[BJ]

Although Im laughing on the outside,
my smile is just skin deep,
if you could see inside Im really crying,
you might join me for a weep




Beedge

[Trapped In A Box]

Christ lads, half these are making me wanna kill myself. That or get pissed.

[irishlinkinluver]

Where did that come from?

my mind.

[DoubleC]

my mind.


It's good like. Your parents must be very proud. And even more nervous.

[irishlinkinluver]

they dont know about my poetry.

[DoubleC]

Yeah, if you wana save them a heart attack you should maybe hold off on the recitals for a while.

How about learning a few guitar chords and starting a band.

The Goth market is crying out for scary lyrics like that.

[irishlinkinluver]

is that post for me or tucker?

[Strum]

I met a stranger
That was cool
Until I realised it was me
That
Was even stranger!

Strum

[DoubleC]

is that post for me or tucker?


That was for you Linky. I'm actually too tired to drag that heavy mouse over to the quote button. yyyyyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaw wn.

[irishlinkinluver]

Linky. lol. thanx for that.

[irishlinkinluver]

And so I tattoed your name across my lips


And so I tattooed your name across my lips
For you are forever in my heart
And I shall always speak of you.

The day you left me I felt so numb
Knowin the one good thing in my life had gone
For you were my only, and I loved you
With my mind, my body, and my soul.

While you soar amoungst the eagles
I am still here, I still remain.
And my life, once so bright and full of love
Has been stained wit the blood of your memory.

And so I tattooed your name across my lips
For you are forever in my heart
And I shall always speak of you.

[Bould Tady Quill]

And so I tattoed your name across my lips


And so I tattooed your name across my lips
For you are forever in my heart
And I shall always speak of you.

The day you left me I felt so numb
Knowin the one good thing in my life had gone
For you were my only, and I loved you
With my mind, my body, and my soul.

While you soar amoungst the eagles
I am still here, I still remain.
And my life, once so bright and full of love
Has been stained wit the blood of your memory.

And so I tattooed your name across my lips
For you are forever in my heart
And I shall always speak of you.
And so I tattoed your name across my flaps
By BTQ

And so I tattooed your name across my flaps
For you are forever in my heart
excreta......and ....so fourth.....





Thank you

[irishlinkinluver]

ok if your tryin to steal my poem dont bother

[Bould Tady Quill]

ok if your tryin to steal my poem dont bother
No way Gurl.....


Birds By BTQ


O pointy birds
oh, pointy pointy,
anoint my head,
anoint anointy!!!



Thank you.....

[Bould Tady Quill]

I thought, you'd be out of my mind,
and I'd finally found a way to, learn to live without you,
I thought it was just a matter of time,
'till I had a hundred reasons not to think about you,
But it's just not so
and after all this time,
I still can't let go
I still got your face
painted on my heart
scrawled upon my soul
etched upon my memories baby
and I've got your kiss
still burning on my lips
the touch of your fingertips.......... ............

[irishlinkinluver]

aw thats so beautiful *wipes away tear*

[Bould Tady Quill]

aw thats so beautiful *wipes away tear*


Ya....only wish it was my own work !!!!


- THE CULT - baby - THE CULT -

[irishlinkinluver]

ah damn u!

[kerrybabe]

Don't make fish fingers out of Fungi
He's really not a fish anyway
He's mad about propellers
And he loves girls more than fellas
And he likes to splash about in Dingle Bay.

The tourists still flock to see our Fungi
The bastards are melting his poor head
The Swiss, the French, The english (c***s)
The Welsh, the yanks, the Finnish
The fuckers they won't stop until he's dead

Of recent poor Fungi is a fuck up
The clap is setting in day by day
He'd love his own fish tank
So he could have the odd wank
Before he would get up on Páidí Sé

Fungi is worth a bloody fortune
The fishermen are reeling in the dough
The hats, the flags, the keyrings
The T-shirts and the G-strings
What will they do if poor old Fungi goes.

Oh...Don't make fish fingers out of Fungi
He's really not a fish anyway
He's mad about propellers
And he loves girls more than fellas
And he likes to splash about in Dingle Bay.

[kerrybabe]

And another useless one:

Simple Simon met a girlie boy
Going to the fair.
Said Simple Simon to the girlie boy
Let me see your pubic hair.

Said the girlie boy to Simple Simon
Fuck off and change your name!

[SHACKLES]

[irishlinkinluver]

fair nuf

[irishlinkinluver]

Entrapment

The world has an illness
It is a disease called man.
Plunging into the bitterness of your cold love again
Helpless to do what i can.
You wrap your tenticles tightly
Around my aching heart
My life and feeling slowly seeping out.
Dark and alone I run, frightened
To a blackness rapidly fading before my very eyes.
How I try to be free
And yet Im trapped,
Enslaved by your cruel existance.
The world has an illness
It is a disease called you.

[Dj Sparks]

Entrapment

The world has an illness
It is a disease called man.
Plunging into the bitterness of your cold love again
Helpless to do what i can.
You wrap your tenticles tightly
Around my aching heart
My life and feeling slowly seeping out.
Dark and alone I run, frightened
To a blackness rapidly fading before my very eyes.
How I try to be free
And yet Im trapped,
Enslaved by your cruel existance.
The world has an illness
It is a disease called you.


man-hating dyke

[pudgee]

Entrapment

The world has an illness
It is a disease called man.
Plunging into the bitterness of your cold love again
Helpless to do what i can.
You wrap your tenticles tightly
Around my aching heart
My life and feeling slowly seeping out.
Dark and alone I run, frightened
To a blackness rapidly fading before my very eyes.
How I try to be free
And yet Im trapped,
Enslaved by your cruel existance.
The world has an illness
It is a disease called you.

Wow - wish I was 16 again.

Oh wait - no I don't.

[willow]

A poetry corner!! YAY!


"Dark Betrayal"

Around, all around, the shadows gather.
My dread grows as the dagger of your words falls against my heart.
It crushes me, and darkly my life's blood drips to the dead grass.
In a haze of shock I call your name while my doom hovers close.
Now alone, my cascade of tears falls upon uncaring eyes.
This is because of you

[Del]

Shine little shoe shop boy as hard as you can,
Polish up the shoes for the gentleman,
Rub, rub with you cloth, for if you do it right,
You will get a penny from the gentleman.

[I_LIKE_R_L]

Bad Blowjob

put your mouth on it
oh yeah - wait no argh argh wait
jesus christ your teeth

[I_LIKE_R_L]

NO worst, there is none. Pitched past pitch of grief,
More pangs will, schooled at forepangs, wilder wring.
Comforter, where, where is your comforting?
Mary, mother of us, where is your relief?
My cries heave, herds-long; huddle in a main, a chief-
woe, world-sorrow; on an age-old anvil wince and sing --
Then lull then leave off. Fury had shrieked "No ling-
ering! Let me be fell: force I must be brief".
O the mind, mind has mountains; cliffs of fall
Frightful, sheer, no-man-fathomed. Hold them cheap
May who ne'er hung there. Nor does long our small
Durance deal with that steep or deep. Here! creep,
Wretch, under a comfort serves in a whirlwind: all
Life death does end and each day dies with sleep.

GMH

[spanishgirl]

my mind.



http://ash.spaink.net/vespa.html



well?

[pudgee]

Hee hee! That site's classic - I love bad teenage 'poetry'. Check this one out:

all I ever seem to do is cry
all I ever want to do is die
would it be soo easy
I know it may sounds chessey
just lay my neck upon the track
never ending don't look back
I hear the train around the corner
soon I'll be headed to the morner
oh happy day nothing more to say

[smokeydribbler]

I feel sorry for 'em, some pretty messed up kids out there

drip drip

" is that blood?"
" no no not at all "
as the warm red liquid
slowly pour from my broken vain
creaping its way down my arm
I cut again and again deeper and deeper
then the warm red liquide is all I can see
I feel light headed
THUD
I fall to the floor never to arise again
good night
good night all

[pudgee]

Bit of National Service would soon knock the self-pity out of the whiny little pricks.

[chipsncheese]

baa baa black sheep,
have u any wool.
yes sir ,yes sir
3 bags full

[northmallexile]

I've recently developed a penchant for poems which are only explicable by reference to the title. Such as:

Unwittingly sleeping with other men's girlfriends

Ah, shit.
Darling, you really ought to have said something.
Earlier.

[spanishgirl]

Bit of National Service would soon knock the self-pity out of the whiny little pricks.

Hear, hear. I blame Kurt Cobain.

[CORKBHOY]

Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pale of water,
Jack asked jill for sneaky wank
And Jill said go on shur

[hiawatha]

one fine winters day in summer
when the snow was raining fast
a bare-foot boy with boots on
stood sitting in the grass.

two dead men were fighting
two blind men looking on
two cripples running to the doctor
two dummies urging them on.

[kerrybabe]

one fine winters day in summer
when the snow was raining fast
a bare-foot boy with boots on
stood sitting in the grass.

two dead men were fighting
two blind men looking on
two cripples running to the doctor
two dummies urging them on.

What about the bald men? The deaf men? And of course, the eunuchs?

[hiawatha]

What about the bald men? The deaf men? And of course, the eunuchs?
i'm sorry you've lost me there. perhaps i've only heard a truncated version. do tell.

[hiawatha]

i went to the cinema tommorrow
i took a front seat at the back
i fell from the floor to the gallery
& broke a front bone in my back

[irishlinkinluver]

man-hating dyke

i dont hate men, then man word in that poem refers to the human race ma luv

[pudgee]

Fucking hilariously bad peom though.
Well done.

[irishlinkinluver]

thanx alot

[GOD]

George George George...
You cunt!
You lightin' cunt!
You lightin' conivin' cunt!
You lightin' conivin' cheatin' cunt!
You lightin' conivin' cheatin' warmongin' cunt!
You lightin' conivin' cheatin' warmongin' shit-inducin' cunt!
You lightin' conivin' cheatin' warmongin' shit-inducin' electrocutin' cunt!
You lightin' conivin' cheatin' warmongin' shit-inducin' electrocutin' rootin-tootin' cunt!
You lightin' conivin' cheatin' warmongin' shit-inducin' electrocutin' rootin-tootin' cowboy-bootin' cunt!
You lightin' conivin' cheatin' warmongin' shit-inducin' electrocutin' rootin-tootin' cowboy-bootin' deserves-a-shootin' cunt!
Hope you die soon.
Horribly.


tucker
and the award for best poem of the year 2004 goes to ...... Mr. Tucker Lyons for his insightful views on american politics. clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap. Well done tucker.

[thegillabbeygowl]

I knew a girl called Mandy,she was a little randy,
I knew a girl called Gilly, she was a little silly,
I knew a girl called Mary,,she was a little fairy,
I knew a girl called hunt,who had a big fat .....















Dog called spot,oh how he loved to play in the woods.
He got run over by a car last week and he now is burried in those very woods he liked to play in...
How ironic, i say

[CORKBHOY]

Fuck you drink,
You fucking prick,
I drink you for fun
But you hurt me
And abuse my body,
You make me puke,
You make me sore,
You churn my stomach
And prevent my good night sleep,
You provide me with loopy dreams
And make me drink you more,

Still though, it's a good laugh like,
All the lads like, on the piss,
And trying to get your hole,
Daycent.

[BlarneyStoned]

And so to galway we all went
6 drunken langers and only one tent
in all the pubs and all the clubs
we drank our beer in great big slugs

and so back to the site we went
and like sardines crammed into the tent
thats where all the trouble started
with a mighty rasp someone farted

roars of laughter and cries of pain
weaklings scrambled out into the rain
then someone else lifted the leg
the smell was heavy like 3 month old egg

I lay there choking on my side
wondering how I hadn't died
sticking in my back what i hoped was a knee
next time I'll go B&B!

[shadowman]

I miss everything and everyone,
I miss the days when we where young,
so little time has made us old,
even now I feel the cold.
Lines of wisdom, words so harsh,
race through my head, my heart,
and now I walk this darkened stair,
my friends surround me, i do not fear.
and in the end our time will come,
but we shall well out live the sun.


...

[norrie_chick]

I'll never know you mum,
I can't remember you,
I was just too young,
and so were you,

25 years old, so cruelly taken,
Almost as many years have now gone by,
And still it feels like you've just gone,
As I sit here alone and cry.

Memories I'll never have,
Can't even see you when I close my eyes,
I wish I could have gotten to know you,
Wish we could have said our goodbyes,

Wish I could have followed you,
But I was just learning to walk,
Couldn't tell you I loved you,
Was too young to talk,

Wish I knew your favourite colour,
Wish I remembered your voice,
Wish I could cry in your arms,
I'd have died instead, if I had the choice,

How can I feel so much pain,
for someone I don't even know,
Wish she hadn't missed a moment,
Had the chance to watch me grow,

We only had a few months together,
and they must have been really good,
because I've always been missing something,
You shouldn't have died, I should!!!

[Gobadán]

*sob* That's so sad...

[shadowman]

...

[hats]

Under the spreading chesnut tree,
The village vicar sat,
Amusing himself by abusing himself,
And catching the drops in his hat.







Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Some poems rhyme,
But this one dosen't.

[shadowman]

I walk down this street again like I’ve always done before,
there’s so much clutter in my head, yet I’m intent on making more,
I ask these question in my head, my answers hidden behind doors,
Torn between my world and death, the outcome is a draw,

I look at aspects in my life, perhaps I’ll move and leave this strife,
home is north and friends are south, but I’m not there so I am out,
And so I stand not six foot tall, and then I lean against this wall

For such a sceptic I’m so naïve, but still some day I hope to leave
Clouds cover the ski again, Birds fly in the air,
But I am still walking, my head still so far from being clear,
and so I still am walking, pretending not to care.

[Gobadán]

This one makes me laugh! I've only just noticed it's a sonnet. Daycent.

Fuck you drink,
You fucking prick,
I drink you for fun
But you hurt me
And abuse my body,
You make me puke,
You make me sore,
You churn my stomach
And prevent my good night sleep,
You provide me with loopy dreams
And make me drink you more,

Still though, it's a good laugh like,
All the lads like, on the piss,
And trying to get your hole,
Daycent.

[pedro]

ah yes
i've become a walking talking
pop-cultural cliche
writing my poems
about sue-ee-side
jeez i can't wait until i'm older.

i'll go to college
and look and laugh
at the tripe
i used to write

and think to myself
jeez, life ain't so bad
and i scored again tonight
i suppose it could be worse

i could be starving
or have cancer
or be blind
and stuff.

right so.
i best
get ready
for
freshers week.

[hats]

Me auld fella used to tell me this when i was a sprog....

I had a little figure
who grew no bigger
so i put him in the window
for a show

he fell off the window
and broke his little finger
and couldnt play
his old banjo

he had no hair
upon his head
he had no eyes
to see

he had no teeth
to chew a bit of meat
so he gave it all to me
wee hee

[TUPAC AMARU]

Looking for a shadow thrown,
By the light in her eyes,
Shining into mine,
Illumination my soul

Looking at her french braid,
Spun by a magic hand,
Tossed carelessly over her shoulder,
Each strand catching the light

Looking a a picture of us,
taken some time ago,
seeing a moment captured,
between two lost souls

Looking for a reason,
why I can never cry,
Sitting alone writing,
and asking myself why

[northsidescumbag]

He's two I wrote about alcoholism/homelessness, one was serious the other was for a laugh.

Under the bridge in Lady's Well
It's where I live
It's where I fell
Now I've fallen
I can't get up
"Please help us ,sur,
all I want is a sup"

The other is :

Lyin' in a gutter,
Eatin' a stick of butter
The fat gets me through the winter days.

[BagaTaytos]

Lyin' in a gutter,
Eatin' a stick of butter
The fat gets me through the winter days.

Have you thought about approaching Kerrygold with this one?.....

[shadowman]

I'm washing my hands of this, I told you
I've finished with all of this, I told you
I'm through dealing with this, I told you
I've grown tired of this, I told you
I'm sick of dealing with this, I told you
You didn’t listen to any of this, why? tell me!

[willow]

*claps*

[shadowman]

*claps*
is that an abstract poem willow? i dont get it?? ;)

[BagaTaytos]

is that an abstract poem willow? i dont get it?? ;)

Its about STDs....

[shadowman]

ohhhh yeah i get it now....




you'd want to be a complete fool not to get it....




:D

[willow]

lol, eejits

[shadowman]

Left and right and down I go,
getting rocked to and fro,
perhaps I’m merely going mad,
I expected worse, it’s not that bad,
So down I fall and ever faster,
I have no faith and have no master,
down I go into the abyss,
life and death? Is hit or miss

[Gobadán]

The frozen mud rock-solid underfoot
is dry and lifeless in the winter light,
skeletal trees with icy fingers cut
veinlike fissures in the starfields of night.

The Winter Star, Sirius, flickers blue
through the cold indifferent universe
of cool sidereal gloom in which, through
the zenith, a jet zooms to Polar darkness.

No heat here but my tiny mammal heart.
I hurry back to food and warmth and light.
No more now Jane and I will be apart,
we'll spread a cloak of music on the night.

[shadowman]

i like this one... its trippy

six is the number i hold dear,
it used to be seven,
one left. He betrayed us,
his crime now petty our judgement now harsh,
that the story of my numbers,
it echos in my heart.

[willow]

wow ur way better at poetry than i am

[shadowman]

no im not..im rubbish....i just get lucky now and then...

[willow]

aww your so modest

[shadowman]

aww your so modest
and handsome too ;)

[willow]

teehee ;)

[Bah]

The poets labouring all their days to build the perfect beauty in rhyme
are overthrown by a womans gaze and the unbrooding of the tides.

Yates -Wish i could ave wrote that one

[shadowman]

wb is the best poet ever,

"cast a cold eye,
on life on death,
horseman pass by"


that is god damn brilliant

[shadowman]

i like it...

[thegillabbeygowl]

Fancy a fuck
chuck
good eh.

[shadowman]

I went for a walk today,
the rain couldn’t stop me
I went for a walk today,
wild Dogs couldn’t stop me
I saw her on my walk today,
my secret lover, this encouraged me,
to be with her, see her eyes,
to hear her sweet laugh
But alas no, for I saw her with her lover,
that didn’t stop me,
it crushed me.

[macuísle]

This is Dorothy Parker but I paid some of the lads 100 quid to spray this on a wall outside the pub Adair used to own.


"Upon my honour
I saw the Madonna
Above the door
Of a well known whore
And a First Class Son of a Bitch"

But they were discouraged from completing the task.

[shadowman]

this one is rubbish but...most of mine are....

I got out of bed one morning,
at on end of July.
I opened up the curtains
and looked out to the sky.

Up in the sky above me,
there was a dazzling white cloud,
it did not shade me from the sun,
nor emit a greyish shroud.

And so i stood at my window,
until the cloud had gone,
And as the world dimmed again
I knew what must be done

So i took my walking boots
and left through my front door
and went in search of the cloud so beautiful,
to stay with it forever more.

[shadowman]

I know that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate,
Those that I guard I do not love;
My country is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan's poor,
No likely end could bring them loss
Or leave them happier than before.
Nor law, nor duty bade me fight,
Nor public men, nor cheering crowds,
A lonely impulse of delight
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;
I balanced all, brought all to mind,
The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.
W.B yeats


now that is a poem

[northsidescumbag]

I have indeed, kid, I have indeed.

[northsidescumbag]

Have you thought about approaching Kerrygold with this one?.....
I have indeed, kid, I have indeed.

[Eliot Rosewater]

I gots de clap and dem blue-balls too,
the clap dont hurt none but dem blue-balls do.

[Loftydog]

Just gotta say thanks shadowman....my favourite peom of all time

[Pissmonkey]

All poems are shit.

[Barracka]

you think you're a man
you are only a boy
you think you're a man
you are only a toy
you think you're a man
but you just couldn't see
you're not man enough
to satisfy me

[shadowman]

Just gotta say thanks shadowman....my favourite peom of all time
lol not a bother lofty... its one of mine too... two beat it "september 1913" and Do not go gently into that good night" by Dylan Thomas:


"...and you, my father, there on your sad height,
curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray,
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Rage rage against the dying of the light"


wow i was dumbstruck the first time i read that...i thank good i read it before they made us do it in school and tear it apart and ruin it

[shadowman]

She is happy,
isn’t that what matters.
Again I hear her perfect laughter,
my heart explodes,
can I take much more?
But she is happy,
in the arms of her love,
But that’s not me,
does that not matter?

[Gobadán]

Loser. Get over it.

She is happy,
isn’t that what matters.
Again I hear her perfect laughter,
my heart explodes,
can I take much more?
But she is happy,
in the arms of her love,
But that’s not me,
does that not matter?

[shadowman]

lol..okay

[willow]

i think its cool

[pudgee]

She is happy,
isn’t that what matters.
Again I hear her perfect laughter,
my heart explodes,
can I take much more?
But she is happy,
in the arms of her love,
But that’s not me,
does that not matter?

Bitch.

[shadowman]

huh?

[steve sanders]

i composed a c&w song titled 'under the floorboards' about the vast and exciting range of whole and otherwise corpses i keep there.

im tempted to post it.

[pudgee]

huh?

As in, fuck her and her happiness. The whole being noble and happy for her act will eat away at you.

She's destroyed your young life - you realise you're going to grow up at least as bitter and tormented as that Cleburne dude.

Steve, give us the song.

[steve sanders]

on second thoughts, it needs workin on (boy). it'll appear as and when.

[willow]

great

[steve sanders]

play your cards right little one and youll have a verse to yourself.

[PROCambassador]

because i coild not stop for death he kindly stopped for me, the carrage held but just ourselfs and immortality!!

[willow]

"Devoid of Love"

The night falls with a silent sigh, fearful are we.
The light for which you sacrifice yourself flares once,
Then dies, smothered by your obsession.
All hope must not endure.
Your heart beats no more.
How could you leave me?
Our dark emotions surround us,
We have lost our light.

[Gobadán]

The bell chimes

One, two, three
I wish that you were close to me
Again four, five, six
It's you alone my heart can fix
Seven, eight and finally nine
I can only dream that you were mine

That's a nice scheme there Willa. Do you mind if I suggest some changes to help with the rhythm?

Whatcha think? It's prolly very rude of me.

[Fat Tom]

Ye could be the greatest songwriting combination since Lennon and MacCartney! Ok OK despite the obvious sarcasm not bad work at all!

[willow]

Har har, thanks

[shadowman]

I’ve tired of this,
They’ve thrown me down,
They’ve killed the king,
And stole his crown,
So long I’ve fought,
And yet they stayed,
And now they haunt me at me grave.

[irishlinkinluver]

Alone - Edger Allen Poe

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then–in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life–was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.

[skipping girl]

The tide comes in and goes out again,

I do not want to be always stressing either its flux or its permanence,

I do not want to be a tragic or a philosophical chorus

But to keep my eye only on the nearer future

And after that, let the sea come over us.

Come then all of you, come closer, form a circle,

Join hands and make believe that joined

Hands will keep away the wolves of water

Who howl along our coast. And be it assumed

That no one hears them amongst the talk and laughter.

[shadowman]

Oh god my friends what is the rush?
Why so much pressure to feel this crush,
we are still young , with time still to fight,
and yet you run not walk to the light,
Is it that youth will make us weak?
And silently we fear what we do not speak,
there is still time to enjoy the night,
stay with me my friends and avoid the light.
Pretty soon it shall be morning,
and time for play we shall be mourning,
So please my friends lets heed this rhyme,
Lets have a rest, and talk our time.

[shadowman]

And now I stand here all alone,
so far from friends so far from home,
I’ve been betrayed, my life is fleeing
if only I had been a stronger being.

Its better to love and lose then not at all,
I laugh even now on this great fall,
From the darkness through the light,
perhaps this death should have been a fright.


My friends it seems are all but gone,
I couldn’t keep them, not for long.
And now I stand here all alone,
so far from friends so far from home.

[Sugref]

Prophet of the constant sorrow,
run away with me tomorrow.
Love, yeah I saw you first yeah I saw you first
and I'll always be somehow by your side.

A shooting star, a wish to borrow
there's hope for tomorrow.
Love, yeah I know it hurts yeah I know it hurts
and I don't want to be a thorn stuck in your side.

We'll kiss the sky, we'll kiss the sky
'til it all falls downs and there's stars upon the ground.
We'll kiss the sky.

Cupid's curse, a broken arrow.
My heart could break tomorrow.
Love, will you be my nurse? Will you be my nurse?
And always be somehow by my side.

We'll kiss the sky, we'll kiss the sky
'til it all falls downs and there's stars upon the ground.
We'll kiss the sky.

Copyright Sugref 2004

[shadowman]

lol on the flipside of sugerf's above poem...

The dizziness,
the sadness,
the sickness,
the pain,
I’ve gotten so ill nothings the same
and this disgrace, this evil curse,
It’s referred to by many as love.

lol

wanna have a war of words?
we'll fight like men,
impress the birds,
prehaps your right prehaps im wrong,
but love was my curse, it was your song...

[Sugref]

Stillness surrounds me as time and I fade.
Into the water, deeper I wade.
Can you hear me crying?
Don't sail away.

But this is goodbye, this is goodbye.

This pain has caged me,
give me release.
Love like an ocean, swallows me deep.
I can't fathom you either but I'm learning to swim.

So this is goodbye, this is goodbye.

Copyright Sugref 2004

[shadowman]

nice one...

you cried again,
from this great pain,
you scratched you face,
you tore your mane,

the maddness surrounds you,
and now it drowns,
alas poor friend,
someday you'll be found.

........


Beat of drum, crack of whip,
join me on this acid trip,
loads of laughter, beads of sweat,
there’s loads of danger but we’re not caught yet,
come with me my friends and then well go,
But you don’t have to travel for this show.

[Sugref]

Round and round and round we go.
Where we'll stop nobody knows.
I watched you as we danced to the rhythm of romance,
as it took hold and we went home.

In the field where we once played,
we lay and watched the daylight fade.
I saw stars as you touched my hand,
and told me I should be in a band.
But it grew cold and we went home.

From the fire to the frying pan,
as this child becomes a man.
You put me to the test,
I'll try to do my best.
I've got to grow, and find myself a home.

Copyright Sugref 2004

[shadowman]

I want an answer, I want one here,
What makes you think that love is fair?
It brings us hurt, pain and hate,
it locks all doors it bars all gates.
And so I sit and wait for you.

Please let me know I have no clue,
still a child I’ve grown so tired,
perhaps my head was never properly wired.



lol i'm coming out of my depression so my poetry will go back to shit...

so now i lay me down to sleep,
no thoughts of you shall make me weep,
i close my eyes and rest my head,
life is easy inside my bed.
tomorrow mornings so far away,
it even is another day,
and now i'll enjoy this quite delay,
before we start again to play.

[Sugref]

i'm coming out of my depression so my poetry will go back to shit...



I know the feeling....

[shadowman]

thanks for your poems sugerf they were rocking..lol as if you need an amateur like me to tell you...

lol and one more for the road...

Did you see me,
did I stare,
so long I gazed at you standing there,
and at once my heart was filled with love,
gentile as a lily a pretty as a dove,
but rose tinted glasses it may seem,
can never long protect the scene,
and so in and out of love we go,
to the music we dance,
to the rhythm we flow.

[shadowman]

Come my friend well take a walk,
and of old times we’ll sit and talk;
of battered limbs and sweethearts kiss,
the good old days that we all miss.
Then we’ll recount where we have been,
the things abroad that we have seen.
The world to us may have seemed unkind,
yet hardly we’re on a second wind.
There’s years to go before that day,
and we’ve still to do those things we will say.
So until that time my friend farewell
So until that time my friend farewell.

[irishlinkinluver]

i know it too, ok i is still depressed n shit but when your not poetry is crap.

[shadowman]

i think you have to be passionate lol and i only get passionate when i'm angry or in love.

[shadowman]

We were better then this,
you and I
and yet they’ve left us here to die,
And so this vacuum sucks our resolve,
pray god these problem we can solve.
It seems our demons grow strong and gather.
And we’re still unsure if we do matter

and so my friend shall we let fly?
Into this void shall go our cry.
Our demons we must surely crush
Stake through the hearts, Their bones to dust
and so my friend lets stand and fight.
All through this day and on through the night.

[hats]

Miles fly swftly by!

On a mental red machine

My lovely Seca

[shadowman]

So then all time slips way?
Every hour of every day?
Does it even matter what we go through?
All our work time will undo.
So once again night turns to day,
no respite no brief delay?
We have no choice on how we live,
and to time our bodies give?
So I sit and watch this clock
And think of ways this point to lock.
This I feel is an awful crime;
so much to do and so little time.

[shadowman]

well then just scream,
well then just shout.
If that’s the way you get it out,
but not at me, leave me alone,
will you chase me from my home?
I think of what I did wrong,
to make you sing this angry song.
Yes of course I’m a part to blame
but then you did make me insane.
But I wont scream, that’s not how I cope,
you know inside I’ve lost all hope.
Things again cant be the same.
We’ve been through a lot, with so much pain.
These are problems I cannot fix,
these demons I cannot trick.
So you just scream,
so you just shout,
if that’s the way you get it out.

[shadowman]

Now I’m confused its just a thought,
for which crime committed was I caught?
And now you give me your biggest sentence,
Should I wait to receive my penance?
I think its funny perhaps you’ll see,
that you’re the one punishing me!
Down I go along this green mile
Before my doom I’ll wait awhile,
This poem shall be my epitaph;
I’m the one who stayed till this day,
not the one who ran away,
I’m the one who kept all vows
The one for whom your hate grows.
And now I’m strapped into this chair.
I’m finally bald they’ve cut my hair.
And now I’ve made my last wish,
its up to you to pull the switch…

[irishlinkinluver]

wrote this while ago

Desire

You say its not the end of the world
But its the end of mine
You kept it all inside
And never told me, all this time.
Do you not care how I feel?
Or how youve ruined everything?
Guess love really is blind
And I couldnt see your true colours.
How selfish you are
How no - one matters but you
Why do I bother to tell you how I feel?
When all you seem to do is laugh.
You can see how Im hurting
So why doesnt it bother you?
The cruel grin that sweeps across your face
Haunts my mind at night.
Why am I bound to you
When I cant bear to be near you?
What is this hold you have over me?
And why wont you let me go?

[irishlinkinluver]

Forgotten Fool

You betray me, you hurt me
You never cease to amaze me.

You forget about my life
Yet I cannot let go.

The withered leaves around me lie
Dead, like my life since you took your love.

You pass me on the street
As if Im just a shadow of your past.

I see you at the graveside
You never say you love me anymore.

Am I gone? Am I forgotten?
I used to live for you, and you alone.

You never loved me, yet the words flowed freely
Now you dont even spare a thought for me.

Was I a cruel existance in your life?
Is that why you made me go?

And while I know I shant live on in your heart
You shall forever be in mine.

[irishlinkinluver]

Eternal Ecstacy

You were my ecstacy
Its you that Im craving....
The angel form my nightmare....
Its a wish so simple and insane...
Its all in ruins
Its all crumbled
You were my energy
So why do you hate me?
Heaven chases me but I will not go
I hold you close
Ive lost control
You suck the life from my veins....

[irishlinkinluver]

And so I tattooed your name across my lips

And so I tattooed your name across my lips
For you are forever in my heart
And I shall always speak of you.

The day you left me I felt so numb
Knowing the one good thing in my life had gone
For you were my only,
And I loved you with my body, my mind and my soul.

While you soar amoungst the eagles
I am still here, I still remain
And my life has been stained by the blood of your memory.

And so I tattooed your name across my lips
For you are forever in my heart
And I shall always speak of you.

[irishlinkinluver]

Freedom

With tears bitterly stinging my eyes
I fade to everlasting blackness
The serenity washes over my bruised soul
Im free at last from your evil grasp
From the pain, the lies, and the deceit....
Im free at last

[irishlinkinluver]

Entrapment

The world has an illness
It is a disease called man.
Plunging into the bitterness of your cold love again
Helpless to do what i can.
You wrap your tenticles tightly
Around my aching heart
My life and feeling slowly seeping out.
Dark and alone I run, frightened
To a blackness rapidly fading before my very eyes.
How I try to be free
And yet Im trapped,
Enslaved by your cruel existance.
The world has an illness
It is a disease called you.

[irishlinkinluver]

River of my life

Life and love flows with ease through my every vein
Trying so hard to block out this unbearable pain.

You were the one who gave it to me
And with every movement you make sure Im never free.

On the outside I try to remain strong
Trying to fit in, trying to belong.

But this world around me, it is so fake
And with every single breath you take,

You curl around me more, its hard to breathe
You laugh at my suffering, and off it you feed.

You stripped me of everything, especially my pride
Now Ive nowhere to go, and nowhere to hide.

But I found a release, I found a way
"Its over now", you hear me say.

Red rivers flow so freely before my eyes
And your selfishness, here, tonight - it dies!!

[shadowman]

yes you where a vampire,
this now I see,
Into the darkness your pulling me,
I was your pray, you where my drug.
Hopelessly addicted couldn’t get enough.
First you bit me then drunk me dry,
but not enough to let me die.
Perhaps my blood was to thick
you drank to fast it made you sick
and then our souls became entwined
immortal love can stand no binds.
But now my love, my Bohan Sith
I chose death not your dark gift.

[hats]

I am a poet from a passing age
I like to see my words on the page
And when they scan and rhyme just right
My scrotum tightens with delight
I'm pompous and pretentious, see
But I impress the shit out of me

[shadowman]

I never was your favourite one?
Was it guilt?
Was it empathy.
But now you just like to hurt me.

You treated me special,
You treated me wrong.
And now you’ve injured me
it seems I was never your favourite one.

Twisted lies, were so easy to believe.
So tempting to believe again,
But no more lies, You tell
It seems I never was your favourite one.

[shadowman]

Is that really what you think I fear?
So little you think of me,
You think that I would not risk death,
If I thought it would make me free

Is that really what you think I’d say,
I’d play a part, fit in the play.
You think that I would be oppressed?
Perhaps you say these things in jest.


Is that really what you think I’d do,
Stand and obey and listen to you,
Don’t you think I was ever yours to command,
I’m through with this slavery, freedom is at hand.

[shadowman]

Oh How The Mighty Have Fallen,
They Lined Up In Two’s And Threes,
And Now They’ve Fallen To Their Knees,
Prehaps They Could No Longer Fight
Prehaps They Saw That Death Was Right,
But Now We Will Never Know,
How They Died And Where They Go
Oh How The Mighty Have Fallen
Oh How The Mighty Have Died.

[shadowman]

lol i call this one English class

And so seven of us stood by,
Not sure of what happened,
To shocked to reply.

But for a time we accepted,
We revelled in peace,
In a strange way glad to be rejected.

But this cannot last,
We never succumb
Time runs so quickly through the hour glass.

We will rebel, this much is true
Condemned to a prison
They forget what a frustrated mind can do

And so of the seven that stood idly by
They wont see us coming,
They wont get to cry.

[shadowman]

You’ve cut me once,
You’ve hit me twice,
And now dear friend you’ve killed me thrice.
Each time you make me worse then before,
Each time I hate you so much more.

You’ve said I’ve changed?
You wonder why
Have you notice I no longer cry,
spirit broken, the will to live,
Someday soon I fear will give.

So dear friend I say in spite,
Goodness knows your probably right,
I have changed indeed that’s so,
I leave you now, indeed I go.

[shadowman]

Its funny how I realised,
I’ve lost my will to live,
And under all this pressure
My body’s gonna to give.
Maybe these words I just made up,
Maybe I heard them in a song,
But this is a cry for help.
I know I wont last long

Two birds in a bush,
Two peas in a pod
These are said a lot in life,
With life I am at odds,
And now its just gone nine o’clock
I’ve homework still to do
I’m not even sure how tired I am,
What am I gonna do?

[storysham]

Its funny how I realised,
I’ve lost my will to live,
And under all this pressure
My body’s gonna to give.
Maybe these words I just made up,
Maybe I heard them in a song,
But this is a cry for help.
I know I wont last long

Two birds in a bush,
Two peas in a pod
These are said a lot in life,
With life I am at odds,
And now its just gone nine o’clock
I’ve homework still to do
I’m not even sure how tired I am,
What am I gonna do?
Are you willow in disguise???

[shadowman]

haha...you've caught me...








no i'm not but i had you going there didnt i?

[shadowman]

And so the freedom fighter sat right there,
Condemned in life through hate and fear,
But he had fought his holy war,
Fought ‘gainst god and devil too
He was the hero, a villain true,
He wanted peace a world of calm,
He could of written many psalms
Damned right or rightly damned
Lost in life like many a man.

>>>>>>>
For a while forget yourself,
Put your pain upon a shelf,
The night Is long,
It warms and surrounds
Soon the headaches will cease to pound,
The night is young,
It keeps away the fears of day
All bad things it keeps at bay
The night is precious,
Bathed on filtered light
Wicked things are banned from sight,
The night is bliss.

[shadowman]

so at last we're at the end,
we were strong, our backs didn’t bend.
quickly now we must go,
this final task, this final show.
so close now to the finish line,
redemption soon for our crime.
now at least we gather pace,
perhaps the first to finish this race.
so now comrade do not fear,
for now at last the end is near.

[willow]

Are you willow in disguise???

*can not stop laughing* lmao!

[shadowman]

*can not stop laughing* lmao!
shush he's on to us...

[macuísle]

Too long a sacrifice
Can make a stone of the heart.
O when may it suffice?
That is Heaven's part, our part
To murmur name upon name,
As a mother names her child
When sleep at last has come
On limbs that had run wild.
What is it but nightfall?
No, no, not night but death;
Was it needless death after all?
For England may keep faith
For all that is done and said.
We know their dream; enough
To know they dreamed and are dead;
And what if excess of love
Bewildered them till they died?
I write it out in a verse -
MacDonagh and MacBride
And Connolly and Pearse
Now and in time to be,
Wherever green is worn,
Are changed, changed utterly:
A terrible beauty is born.


from Easter 1916-W.B. Yeats

[shadowman]

This poem was made in deep reflection,
Of a man with no direction.
It seems all time just slips away,
Hour and minute, week and day.

This poem was made in apprehension,
Of a man with no retention.
In short time all attention gives way,
To private thoughts that hold all sway.

This poem was made in absence of god.
I still haven’t found him, though my search was hard.
This poem is not that of a child at play,
Written in purgatory, here I lay

~~~~


If I could write but one poem a day,
And if that poem was traded for hay
And from that hay we fed a calf,
Then some day could we not laugh?
For twas poems that fed the calf.

If I could write a book of magic tricks,
and this book was sold for 1000 bricks,
in the house we’d build would we live in fear?
For mightn’t a foundation of magic disappear.

If I would write a book of knowledge,
And from that book found my own college,
would I take the role of administration?
But I’d probably quit from pure frustration

And if I should or could or will,
what will I do in life, to keeps its thrill.
This same question I ask of you,
Were it your choice what would you do?.

[paulie]

A Girl Named K


Remembering when her happiness died
The spark inside her blown
Oh how every day she cried
Always finding herself alone

Others don’t accept her
They can’t see the real person inside
Some don’t even want to know her
It hurts her so much inside


but while this girl was dying,
she did not realise
that to accept yourself for who you are
is the real prize

'cause people are so fickle
and so influenced by lies
that they don't even recognize
that they themselves have died...

just thought i'd add a bit of my own verse to that one for ya willow ;)

[willow]

thats neat

[shadowman]

yes I would fight
and I would die,
or risk damnation
if I thought it would stop your cry.

yes I would write
and I would give,
be walked all over,
if I thought it would make you give.

yes I would be blind
give up my sight
live forever in darkness,
if I thought it would end your plight

yes happily I’d do these things,
forever not just for awhile
it wouldn’t matter much to me.
if first I saw your smile

[paulie]

yes I would fight
and I would die,
or risk damnation
if I thought it would stop your cry.

yes I would write
and I would give,
be walked all over,
if I thought it would make you give.

yes I would be blind
give up my sight
live forever in darkness,
if I thought it would end your plight

yes happily I’d do these things,
forever not just for awhile
it wouldn’t matter much to me.
if first I saw your smile
jaysus i hope she's worth it...

[shadowman]

lol that and so much more lol ;)




any way i never said when i'd do it... all though it will probably when i go naturally blind at sixty...

[paulie]

lol that and so much more lol ;)




any way i never said when i'd do it... all though it will probably when i go naturally blind at sixty...
so you're just trying to get in her pants?... you're a wiley fecker alright

[shadowman]

so you're just trying to get in her pants?... you're a wiley fecker alright


god im just an open book to you arent i ;)

[paulie]

god im just an open book to you arent i ;)
I've been there and i've bought the t-shirt mate...;)

[shadowman]

I've been there and i've bought the t-shirt mate...;)
lol wasnt it great to be 17 and in lust :P

[paulie]

lol wasnt it great to be 17 and in lust :P
happy days indeed... give it loads

[Loftydog]

lol wasnt it great to be 17 and in lust :P

Fair play to ya lad! Lob it in there

[shadowman]

...lol ehh im not just trying to get into her pants there like i am madly in love( althought i was kinda mad already)

[paulie]

...lol ehh im not just trying to get into her pants there like i am madly in love( althought i was kinda mad already)
love is a chemical reaction that comes and goes... your raging hormones at your age means that those chemicals will work overtime in any fuckin direction they see fit...

lobbing it in there is the important part ;)

[shadowman]

love is a chemical reaction that comes and goes... your raging hormones at your age means that those chemicals will work overtime in any fuckin direction they see fit...

lobbing it in there is the important part ;)


lol now i didnt deny that...just that its not the normal..."i really want to get in your pants" kinda thing



like maybe....really really really ;)

lol such a horndog :rolleyes: ;)

[Sugref]

I died today.
I died today, just for a short time.
Time is too short.

I cried today.
I cried today, not for the first time,
and not for the last.

It feels like light has fallen short at my feet.
But your light is the brightest light I've seen.
So just believe in yourself and blow a kiss to me.

I tried today.
I tried today, to say what I'm feeling,
to feel what I say.

I smiled today.
I smiled today, at a short burst of sunlight.
You are the sun

It feels like light has fallen short at my feet.
But your light is the brightest light I've seen.
So just believe in yourself and blow a kiss to me.



Copyrite Sugref 2004

[shadowman]

Where was your golden light today?
I looked, I searched to no avail.
Where was your golden light today?

Where was your gentle kiss today?
I waited, I longed but no touch I received
where was you gentle kiss today?

Where was your happy song today?
I listened, I strained I heard nothing
where was you happy song today?

It doesn’t matter now I say.
I called, I cried, what of it?
It doesn’t matter now I say.

[Sugref]

i love it

Thanks :-)

[willow]

especially this bit

But your light is the brightest light I've seen.
So just believe in yourself and blow a kiss to me.

[Sugref]

especially this bit

But your light is the brightest light I've seen.
So just believe in yourself and blow a kiss to me.

I have music for it too....and there's more of my stuff in this thread if you're interested

[shadowman]

lol do you actually have music for it? what type?

[Sugref]

lol do you actually have music for it? what type?

Ya, all the poems I posted here are songs I wrote. I don't know how to describe the sound but I listen to Nick Drake, Damien Rice, Mark Geary, Mundy, The Frames, Bell X1....so that might give you some idea

[shadowman]

Ya, all the poems I posted here are songs I wrote. I don't know how to describe the sound but I listen to Nick Drake, Damien Rice, Mark Geary, Mundy, The Frames, Bell X1....so that might give you some idea



sounds good to me.

[Sugref]

You seek every chance to put me down
Especially when others lurk around
But I know deep down you are insecure
Attention you seek more and more
A deep secret inside you can’t ignore
Its not my fault so don’t take it out on me
I try not to feel hurt but you can see
And it makes you feel better about yourself
While your secret lies hidden on its shelf
Kept inside it will burst out one day
And leak out in an awful way

Did you write that?

[willow]

yea i did

[Sugref]

yea i did

I'm impressed

[shadowman]

I don’t put secrets upon a shelf,
They’re buried deep within myself
You spoke of life,
They spoke of death,
I used to think I wasn’t lost yet,
But that was long, long long ago,
Before my fall, after the show.
I know they cried, I know they laughed
I know I’m living in the past,
Unable still to just let go,
Begin again that awful show.

[Sugref]

woohooo! :) i wrote it months ago, after a really shite day.

Negative emotions can lead to positive creation

[shadowman]

woohooo! :) i wrote it months ago, after a really shite day.
lol the universal bad day....arent they great?

[willow]

lol the universal bad day....arent they great?
theyre great for poetry!

[shadowman]

Ya, all the poems I posted here are songs I wrote. I don't know how to describe the sound but I listen to Nick Drake, Damien Rice, Mark Geary, Mundy, The Frames, Bell X1....so that might give you some idea
have ya got any mp3's?

[sunbabe08]

i have a poem i did on september 11th, wondering should i put it up

[willow]

i love bell x1's alphabet soup
i love nick drake's black eyed dog
i love damien rice's cannonball
and i love the frames' set list and burn the maps albums :)

[shadowman]

i love sandwiches....

[willow]

yea...

[shadowman]

yea...
oh and um music and poetry and stuff aswell...







but mostly




sandwiches :o

[Sugref]

have ya got any mp3's?

No, but I recorded two of them in my friend's gaff and have them on cd. They're just rough recordings though. I played a few times at the singer/songwriter night in the Cruiscin Lan earlier this year....might do it again when I get back.

[maggot]

oh and um music and poetry and stuff aswell...







but mostly




sandwiches :o

ass of the sandwich there biy!!

[shadowman]

No, but I recorded two of them in my friend's gaff and have them on cd. They're just rough recordings though. I played a few times at the singer/songwriter night in the Cruiscin Lan earlier this year....might do it again when I get back.
cool

[willow]

i wanna go and watch!!!

[Sugref]

i wanna go and watch!!!


I suffer badly with stage fright. Some people get butterflies, I get feckin kangaroos!

[willow]

lol

[shadowman]

I suffer badly with stage fright. Some people get butterflies, I get feckin kangaroos!

lol i know what ya mean... but half the fun of it!

[Sugref]

lol i know what ya mean... but half the fun of it!

Ya, it calms down a bit once I'm up there.

[willow]

thats good then

[Dj Sparks]

Watch them run,
Watch then drool,
Watch them fall into a pool,
That's Diving........at the Special Olympics.

[shadowman]

So bored so bored so full of shit,
What the fuck do you make of this,
Here I live and here I die
But over this music still you cry
So here I am, here I sit
And there you stand and stare
And now our screaming,
Yeah you quit
I don’t think you get it,
I don’t think I care,

I know its sad, I know that’s true,
You loved me and I loved you,
But so many things just cant last,
What we had now is all in the past
And still you shout and shout and scream,
Pulling me out of my own peaceful dream.

I know it hurts nearly to much to bear,
But you hurt me too when you didn’t care,
I’m closing that door now, that window too,
Getting rid of the things that remind me of you
What more can we say, we’re hurting so much,
Goodbye then my lover,
Good bye my sweetheart

[willow]

fawk...

[sunbabe08]

fawk...


brilliant poem willow, will get top honours that one will ;)

[willow]

woohoo :)

[shadowman]

brilliant poem willow, will get top honours that one will ;)
lol that was fairly abstract alright...good one willow

[shadowman]

I liked the way I made you second guess yourself,
How you nearly got messed up,
I liked the way you proved me wrong
How you nearly didn’t cope.

And I wonder if you noticed,
Yeah I wonder if you did
That your doing it to me now
In fact your doing it pretty good.

I liked the way you flirted,
At least I hope that was what it was,
I loved the way I made you smiled
How you told me never mind.

And I wonder if you noticed,
Yeah I wonder if you did
That your doing it to me now
In fact your doing it pretty good

So I just wanted to tell you,
You know just get it off my chest.

That I wondered if you noticed,
Yeah I wondered if you did
That your doing it to me now
In fact your doing it pretty good

[Sugref]

Here's one I posted months and months ago but couldn't find in the archives....

Oh Willow, Willow why do you weep?
Your head bent low toward your knotted feet.
Your fallen leaves, a tearful show
of ancient sorrow, a grief untold.

Oh Willow, Willow do you sleep,
as bird and beast rest at your hallowed feet?
Your weeping leaves reveal nature’s frown.
Oh Queen of Trees who stole your crown?


Sugref copyright 2004

[Sugref]

Smoke on the water,
see how it trails.
Another motion picture, another frame.
A break in the sunlight,
just a passing cloud.
Another reluctant passanger on a train.

And who are we to change?
We just keep turning the same old page.

Snakes in the garden,
don't walk on the grass.
Please don't feed the animals,
they'll bite your hand.
Turn on your radios,
but don't turn on your friends.
We'll pretend we're on the big screen as we dance.

And who are we to change?
We just keep turning the same old page.


Sugref Copyright 2004

[willow]

Here's one I posted months and months ago but couldn't find in the archives....

Oh Willow, Willow why do you weep?
Your head bent low toward your knotted feet.
Your fallen leaves, a tearful show
of ancient sorrow, a grief untold.

Oh Willow, Willow do you sleep,
as bird and beast rest at your hallowed feet?
Your weeping leaves reveal nature’s frown.
Oh Queen of Trees who stole your crown?


Sugref copyright 2004


I love it, lol :)

[Sugref]

It only took one look,
to take my breath,
and all my sense from which I've strayed.
It was a shameless plot,
a diamond heist.
You stole the stars and hid them in you're eyes.


Now they'll take you away.
You broke the rules.
They'll take you away
How could they be so cruel?
I know you best,
I don't love you any less


By hook or by crook,
I'll get you out.
Let down your hair, we've only got one shot.
If I should fall, and my heart should break
then let me tell you now,
my life, you made


They took you away,
but I'll break the rules.
They took you away,
How could they be so cruel?
I know you best,
I don't love you any less.



Sugref Copyright 2004

[pudgee]

Your words & affections turned to ice
I know inside that I paid the price
So sudden after so many years
All the joy you brought turned to tears
I was forever by your side
But you took it for granted and damaged my pride
I miss the good times, they made me smile
You failed to see the real me, you saw me as a child
You ripped my heart to pieces; I was stupid to let you
And finally I realize it’s time to forget you.

Is that Jo Jo? She's only 13 you know. Why the hell's she singing about break ups?

[willow]

I wrote it, you spa ;)

[pudgee]

I wrote it, you spa ;)
That's terrible.
What's his name - me and the boys will go round his gaf in the Hiace and kick his head in.

[willow]

Nah, you're grand. Leave him be.

[pudgee]

Nah, you're grand. Leave him be.

You're too young and purdy to be singin' them cowboy songs, missie.

[willow]

Are you complimenting me? Im shocked

[shadowman]

lol pudgee and willow ;)




yeah im immature ....



:)

[Sugref]

The winner takes all,
someone's got to lose.
To know that it's real,
you've got to bruise.
So follow the crumbs,
that lead you home.
Or be thrown to the ocean,
like a stone.


I think it's time to forgive.
I think it's time to forget.
Hate will make you blind,
so don't forget you only live twice.


A stuntman learns how to fall.
But does it mean he's brave?
I bet he cries,
when his heart breaks.
So cover up the cracks,
with paper mache and glue
And paint yourself a happy face.
I'm happy for you.


I think it's time to forgive.
I think it's time to forget.
Hate will make you blind,
so don't forget you only live twice.




Sugref Copyright 2004

[Trapped In A Box]

Me too. I like the Stuntman part

[Sugref]

Really? Thankya every much (Elvis voice)

[sunbabe08]

Is that Jo Jo? She's only 13 you know. Why the hell's she singing about break ups?


i know, it's unreal. catchy song though :o

[willow]

what do 13 year olds know about relationships

[DoubleC]

Dublin 4 ©CC


Dublin 1 more reason
To hide from the seasons
I’m safe in my hole in the road.
True, it’s cold but I’m told,
A little pain’s good for the soul,
Dublin 4 is sure enough for me.


Dublin 2 much thinking
And not enough speaking
Has seen me leaving for the coast,
Where no-one’s close enough to touch me,
Emotions get too much for me,
Dublin 4 is sure enough for me.

Dublin 3’s a little crowded
But there’s no need for shouting
At the top of your lungs, this song’s been sung before.
Love Life rearranging,
In a capital location,
Dublin 4 is sure enough for me.

Dublin 4 has awakened
A heart that was forsaken
So I’m willing to try to start a new life up here.
I’ve got Dublin visibility,
No more unpredictability.
Dublin 4 is sure enough for me.

[hats]

A poem by William Brandhorst for our friend who died at the weekend.
He will be missed.

For our friend Jeff:

The road continues on,
But we come to an end.
The days we have number so few
Ride free my friend.
The wind was in your hair,
The rain was on your face,
The bike you rode with joy
Sits silent in its place.
The thrilling rumble silenced,

The growl is heard no more.
The front tire firmly planted,
On the silent garage floor.
The Maxim X that dusted
Every Harley on the block,
Awaits the eager throttle hand
While we sit here in shock.

The screen goes dark.
The cursor blinks one final time.
The XJ owner's list grieves.
The Mountin man is gone.
A burn out mark is what this leaves,
On our hearts and in our song.
Ride free Jeff Mountin.
Ride the clouds.
Ride home Jeff Mountin.
To the one who made all roads.
Some day we'll meet up there,
And you will win another race.

[skipping girl]

Fear flee from me
Let me sleep carefree
No longer undone
But full of fun.

Put on your mask
Let them see happy
Let them see free
Dont show how you feel
Or how you bleed copiously.

So just go and be
And if you cant, perhaps its time to go and flee
And let peace come flow over me.

LH

[irishlinkinluver]

thats very touching

[Sugref]

This is a prayer for the asking.
This is a cry for help.
This is the sound of solitude.
This is a save me from myself.
This is a cloud without lining.
This is a storm without end.
This is a light that is dying.
This is a path without bends.
This is a refusal of choices.
This is a night without day.
This is a room without voices.
This is a smile that won't stay.
This is a tear that keeps crying.
This is the end of the fall
This is the fight that stopped fighting.
This is the end of it all.



Sugref Copyright 2004

[Sugref]

This is a prayer for the asking.
This is a cry for help.
This is the sound of solitude.
This is a save me from myself.
This is a cloud without lining.
This is a storm without end.
This is a light that is dying.
This is a path without bends.
This is a refusal of choices.
This is a night without day.
This is a room without voices.
This is a smile that won't stay.
This is a tear that keeps crying.
This is the end of the fall
This is the fight that stopped fighting.
This is the end of it all.



Sugref Copyright 2004

I'm never drinking again...*cough*

[skipping girl]

thats very touching

is that for me??

creativity bourne of extreme occurences is great

[skipping girl]

This life im leading,
Has left me bleeding,
So sleep come sweep me away,
For here i will no longer stay.

Velvet darkness in you i journey free,
Such an escape when you fold over me.

Lonely and lost in harsh daylight,
I sparkle and smile under sweet moonshine.
so morning stay away,
dont put me to the test,
Just let me be,
Let me rest.

LH

[skipping girl]

I'm never drinking again...*cough*

Drink away dude, i taught it was class. :D

[pudgee]

Really going out on a limb there with 'disliking terrorism'.

[oul'doll]

Whatever

Good point.

Don't put it up here if you don't expect criticism

[skipping girl]

Really going out on a limb there with 'disliking terrorism'.

*giggle*

[oul'doll]

No giggling in this thread. Its very serious and deep and meaningful.

[skipping girl]

No giggling in this thread. Its very serious and deep and meaningful.

my apologies ol doll. il just go put on a beret and a sour look and il be right back to say something profound

[pudgee]

Lost, ever lost, in a muddy field near Ypres,
Young Sanders was the first to leap
To rush headlong at sparking guns
Bullets and wire and torn human flesh
Combining in a vista of terror,
Terror and shame.

He dreamed of a pirate life, young Sanders
Of glistening seas, glistering gold,
But blistering sores were all he found,
In a muddy field near Ypres.

[pudgee]

No love for the war poetry with you niggaz.

[irishlinkinluver]

Little Miss Heroin.

So now, little man, you've grown tired of grass L.S.D., goofballs, cocaine and hash, and someone, pretending to be a true friend, said, "I'll introduce you to Miss Heroin."

Well honey, before you start fooling with me, just let me inform you of how it will be.

For I will seduce you and make you my slave, I've sent men much stronger than you to their graves. You think you could never become a disgrace, and end up addicted to Poppyseed waste.

So you'll start inhaling me one fine afternoon, You'll take me into your arms very soon. And once I've entered deep down in your veins, The craving will nearly drive you insane.

You'll swindle your mother and just for a buck You'll turn into something vile and corrupt. You'll mug and you'll steal for my narcotic charm, and feel contentment when I'm in your arms.

The day, when you realize the monster you've grown, you'll solemnly swear to leave me alone.

If you think you've got that mystical knack, then sweetie, just try getting me off your back.

The vomit, the cramps, your gut tied in knots The jangling nerves screaming for just one more shot. The hot chills and cold sweats, withdrawl and pains, can only be saved by my little white grains.

There's no other way, and there's no need to look, for deep down inside you know you are hooked.

You'll desperately run to the pushers and then, you'll welcome me back to your arms once again.

And you will return (just as I foretold)! I know that you'll give me your body and soul.

You'll give up your morals, your conscience, your heart
And you will be mine until,
Death Do Us Part

[paulie]

Little Miss Heroin.

So now, little man, you've grown tired of grass L.S.D., goofballs, cocaine and hash, and someone, pretending to be a true friend, said, "I'll introduce you to Miss Heroin."

Well honey, before you start fooling with me, just let me inform you of how it will be.

For I will seduce you and make you my slave, I've sent men much stronger than you to their graves. You think you could never become a disgrace, and end up addicted to Poppyseed waste.

So you'll start inhaling me one fine afternoon, You'll take me into your arms very soon. And once I've entered deep down in your veins, The craving will nearly drive you insane.

You'll swindle your mother and just for a buck You'll turn into something vile and corrupt. You'll mug and you'll steal for my narcotic charm, and feel contentment when I'm in your arms.

The day, when you realize the monster you've grown, you'll solemnly swear to leave me alone.

If you think you've got that mystical knack, then sweetie, just try getting me off your back.

The vomit, the cramps, your gut tied in knots The jangling nerves screaming for just one more shot. The hot chills and cold sweats, withdrawl and pains, can only be saved by my little white grains.

There's no other way, and there's no need to look, for deep down inside you know you are hooked.

You'll desperately run to the pushers and then, you'll welcome me back to your arms once again.

And you will return (just as I foretold)! I know that you'll give me your body and soul.

You'll give up your morals, your conscience, your heart
And you will be mine until,
Death Do Us Part
that's very good, did you write that yourself or is it somebody else's?

[shadowman]

Here we are again,
Like we never started.
Here we are again,
Like we never parted.
And your shouting now,
Like I’m still to blame
And I’m just think we cant be here again,

What’s wrong with us?
We keep starting this cycle
You hurt, I hurt
Then it starts over and over
But its come to a point I just wanna explain
Too tired this time I cant deal with the pain

Here we are again,
Like we never started
Here we are again
Like we never parted,
And your shouting now,
Like I’m still to blame,
And I’m just think we cant be here again,

So now once again history is repeating
These bitter sweet times still mixed with pain,
Perhaps it’s a curse, or maybe a cure,
You’ve driven me crazy cant take much more,
And now we’ve moved on, gone our separate ways,
And you’ve left me here thinking,
When will it start again?

[pudgee]

So what's that all about then?

[goosed]

Nervously she walked along the dimly lit street
Her head down, her dark eyes staring at her feet
Rain drops fell upon her hair from the grey clouds above
Her hands wore a pair of old and torn gloves

Where is this girl heading
With no place to go
What’s the secret she’s not telling
That we all need to know


need to know.....

just where or where is it going to snow....

[Dicey Reilly]

nothing is here with everything always in sight,
so you remember the first time it happened when you waited for night to turn bright,
squinting skywards morning draws artificial light on a shit hand,
the day rolls on.....

[Wumble]

Oh pointy birds, oh pointy pointy,
Anoint my head, anointy nointy.

[Wumble]

She walks with tender, stilted grace,
Sky her canopy, and stars,
And oaken overhead the wood;
No coarse or casual reprimand
For dew-hung hem or sodden stole,
That weigh the linen's heavy hold;
She holds the mornlight in her hair,
And down along the stream she stands,
To take the sunrise in her hand,
With upturned voice and smiling face,
She walks with tender, stilted grace.