Poetry. Post it, read it.

[kevinfipps]

A Dream of Nothing

Confused,
halted in place
by a thousand vague realities.
Where does my life lead?
Questions shouted at the moon;
not even a echo's response.
Too far gone to see myself again,
drifting shapelessly through the light.
Light shining from distant star,
stars that long ago stopped burning
gave up on being.
A sun to often feared, lights
too bright to do anything but blind.
And still the universe persists,
always stretching oblivion.
New depths of nothing to create.
As darkness creeps in
at the edges of vision.
A painless fall from illusion
crashing back to reality.
Far flung into the fire, a rage
desire burning the beauty away,
and leaving only truth.
Truth is no beauty.
It is merely the knowledge
of how life looks
when you close your eyes.
For nothing is certain,
not even the thought
that the world will still be there
when the eyes afe finally opened.
The mind waking with its own dawn.
Heart still lost, exploring in search
of the soul. But even then, no truth.
The world weighs heavy in the light of reason.
Pressing down upon us
testing faith, love and hope.
Until even reality bends
or we bend, trying to fit the mold.
We carved it for ourselves,
not knowing what to make.
Having never known ourselves.
I walk out into nothing, and open my eyes.
What do I see?
Everything and Nothing
hand in hand.
A glimpse of peace,
in the midst of my chaos.
Then wake, and find nothing.
It disappears when I'm not watching.
Stolen, hidden for another dream.
Awaiting the heavy cloth of sleep.

Kevin Fipps
5/15/04

[jinx]

Fascinating.. (end sarcasim)


But anyways, there's a form for this kind of crap in the Arts and Expressions Forum..

[KaitlinRainey]

Kevin, this poem was just as wonderful as your previous. I love it. ^_~

[Tamago]

You should watch it, kid
One wrong move, and Jinx will not
Stop pestering you

(Haiku)

[jinx]

Yes, be afraid, be very afraid.

[CrAzYaZnGuRl]

Tamago, haikus don't only follow those syllable rules, (wow I know I spelled syllable wrong) but they also follow the rule that they're based on nature. Unless you're saying there are jinx's growing out the trees, I'm not sure if that qualifies as a haiku. :p Anyway, nice poem but there is an area called Arts and Expressions Forum where there is a thread to post poems in.
http://forums.dragid.com/showthread.php?t=7942

You can post all your poems in there.

[Tamago]

Unless you're saying there are jinx's growing out the trees

Goddamn, what a thought
Trees mass producing Jinxes
It's horrifying

[kevinfipps]

There are actually quite a few rules pretaining to Haiku. I'm not too sure about the one requiring to be about nature, but I know that syllable count is on and another is that it must pay tribute to part of classical japanese poetry. Either through borrowing of characters or entire lines. How's that for a random fact.

Furthermore, I dont care if there is a specific forum for this kind of thread. General discussion means just about anything goes. So if you dont want to follow this thread, dont read it. It's really quite simple.

[gordonman]

Nooooo...general discussion is for any subjects that don't fit in the other forums, i.e. your favorite restaurant or cool websites. So can a mod either close, move, or delete this? Thanks.

[Final Rush]

Furthermore, I dont care if there is a specific forum for this kind of thread. General discussion means just about anything goes. So if you dont want to follow this thread, dont read it. It's really quite simple.

that kinda attitude gets you banned, my friend.

and also, it would probably help you if you had it in the right place. people would go there expecting to find a poem, then see your thread right there.

so... dont you feel milky? :dunce:

[ddrotaku]

Tamago, haikus don't only follow those syllable rules, (wow I know I spelled syllable wrong) but they also follow the rule that they're based on nature.
That's not true. I've seen many Haikus that aren't based on nature (written by professionals I mean).

As for this thread, it's moved to Arts and Expressions :hammer:

[ShadowKnight15]

Yes, be afraid, be very afraid.

i already pee'd myself...no seriously


Tamago, haikus don't only follow those syllable rules, (wow I know I spelled syllable wrong) but they also follow the rule that they're based on nature.

well the dffintion of "hiaku" is..A Japanese lyric verse form having three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables, traditionally invoking an aspect of nature or the seasons....and if he followed that i believe it can be calld a
"haiku"

[42iStHe#]

gurls
the way the make
u feel better
they way they have no
doudt of you (well mabye somtimes)
they all say ill never hurt u
but they strike u hard
whats the point
if they i wont
then before you
no it there gone
with the snap of there fingers
your out of there life
gone out of there mind
what is the piont of waiting
for it to happen agian
well im not
i dont want to wait for that
that perfect girl
not no more
(not really)

[kevinfipps]

The body can be caged.
Hands cuffed
Legs shackled
All physical aspects restrained
But no stone or alloy
Can ever bind human will
The mind is always free.

[kevinfipps]

Here I lay,
shrouded in pale blue light,
falling through the open window,
on a cool summer night.

Silvery beams glint and bounce
around my walls,
winking from trinkets and such
whose metallic parts gain purchase
on the moon’s glow.

Barely more than half a moon
sails across the darkened blue
of the forever expanding
midnight sea.

Gazing up at stars, winking
teasing me with millions of secrets.
The outside world frozen, still
set in suspended animation.
A collectively held breath;
awaiting the first rays of dawn.

Slowly sleep will find my eyes
and free my dreams to sail
in tandem with the glowing moon.
Across the vast starlight of
Forever.

[Tamago]

well the dffintion of "hiaku" is..A Japanese lyric verse form having three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables, traditionally invoking an aspect of nature or the seasons....and if he followed that i believe it can be calld a
"haiku"

Goddamn it people
A haiku is a haiku
Get off of my back

[ShadowKnight15]

Goddamn it people
A haiku is a haiku
Get off of my back


...gozoomtight!

[mornin'girl]

Ice cubes in the pit of your stomach

Bile rising in my throat
All that lies with sugar coat
Glass eyes staring at your feet
We’ll just have to take an incomplete
And you never liked the way I wore my hair
So what if I can’t dance like Fred Astaire
I never liked your friends too much
So tired of thinking you’re too hot to touch
Slang words bouncing off my brain
A little calm before it came
Stormy eyes reflect my blank
No placement, no way to rank
And you always had to call me dear
So sweet wishing it would disappear
I never liked your smirks and such
So sick of thinking you’re too hot to touch

[SpiritGun!]

Life is but a dream, a memory
Imagery captured in a brilliant prism
Inevitably coursing along with a display of stolen light
Flashing in its forgery, only to fade away
Everything that has a beginning has an end
Yet there is no beginning
The endless dream is forever
A vast conspiracy of poorly veiled tribulations
Each carefully ingrained into the repetend of memories
Lived out in all their variations
At first so unique, only to be consumed by monotony
As we slowly shuffle herd down the same path
The entrance of the same mindless maze
For some, their end is found close to the beginning
Others may work their way through
All meet the same end
Savior and destructor in one
Stealing souls and leaving ciphers in its wake

[WoNDaH x BoY]

YO MAN NICE. LOTSA EMOTION. GOTTA LOVE IT

CHECK MINES

EVERY DAY STRUGGLE

Just waking up everyday
As the rain pounds on my roof/
They say it's gonna get better
But I don't see any proof/
It's an everyday struggle
So I wanna go back to sleep/
Sometimes I cry at night
From hearing mother weep/
If I should die, before I wake/
Pray the Lord, for my soul to take/
She feels bad for her kid
Regretful/
Gotta leave the past behind me
Forgetful/
I'm trapped in the storm and i'll never get out/
Tryna make peace with God
Without a doubt/
My heart turns colder, colder, colder/
From this boulder on my shoulder/
It's an ugly world.
So to thine own self be true.

Stomach bulging out
As I ready to overdose/
Releasing my mind free
To the stars and cosmos/
I reminisce and wish/
that I wasn't living so devilish/
It's hard to explain how I maintain/
Now the room's spinnin' around me,
And i'm seeing syringes in my veins/
My own worst enemy/
Even my shadow hates me
My skin is mad at my flesh and my flesh kills my own bones/
My brain envies my heart/ and my heart casts the stones/
Through the stones comes the forgiving father/
And i'm lonely..
Hold me it's getting darker

[kevinfipps]

Alone
or so I fear.
nothing more, a source of distraction
keeping me from crying out loud
while inside slowly dies.
Falling away to nothing
at the same time boiling over.
An erruption held in check
nothing left to rage at
except myself.
The ineptitude to progress
to grow, to love again.
She haunts even waking hours.
Wispering from the edge of vision.
I am decieved by my own imagination.
Thinking I'll wake, and find her next to me.
This is no dream,
dreams are meant for heroism and terror
this is naught but despair.
I reach out to find the wall retract,
trapping me in an empty field of darkness.
Here I stand defiantly hold my head.
When I long to bow, to cry.
Falling to my knees I rest,
weary from the world.
Awaiting the breath of dawn.
But the sun shines not;
the moon refusing to fall.
Casting silver shadows on my face
and glinting from tear streaked cheeks.
Alone in the night I wait.
Alone.

[lord_sesshomaru]

short short poem...it comes with a picture but i havent gotten to scan it into the puter yet but heres the poem:

Silence of the night grows farther,
Yet all i think of is you.
Then i wonder if you bother,
That i cared too.

[MatrixXAQ]

Burning
Hatred over takes the mind,
Anger over takes the body,
Time weathers the soul.
Rage tests your inner most strength,
Emotions cloud the senses,
Dangerous is what the Body has become.

This one hit at a very harsh time of life.

[KaitlinRainey]

Here I lay,
shrouded in pale blue light,
falling through the open window,
on a cool summer night.

Silvery beams glint and bounce
around my walls,
winking from trinkets and such
whose metallic parts gain purchase
on the moon’s glow.

Barely more than half a moon
sails across the darkened blue
of the forever expanding
midnight sea.

Gazing up at stars, winking
teasing me with millions of secrets.
The outside world frozen, still
set in suspended animation.
A collectively held breath;
awaiting the first rays of dawn.

Slowly sleep will find my eyes
and free my dreams to sail
in tandem with the glowing moon.
Across the vast starlight of
Forever.

Another amazing poem, Kevin. I could clearly see what you described. I love your work. ^_~

[Tamago]

This is a poem by Antwone Fisher, who wrote an autobiography that eventually became a film starring Denzel Washington. Those that have seen the film will understand the meaning of this poem.

Who will cry for the little boy, lost and all alone?
Who will cry for the little boy, abandoned without his own?
Who will cry for the little boy? He cried himself to sleep.
Who will cry for the little boy? He never had for keeps.
Who will cry for the little boy? He walked the burning sand.
Who will cry for the little boy? The boy inside the man.
Who will cry for the little boy? Who knows well hurt and pain.
Who will cry for the little boy? He died and died again.
Who will cry for the little boy? A good boy he tried to be.
Who will cry for the little boy, who cries inside of me?

[MatrixXAQ]

DREAMS
~I wanna go i wanna get away
~I wanna just lay undersome trees without a care in the world
~i want my notebook to be empty and my pen to be full
~I want the pages to fill with poems and storys
~I want to wake up and find the sun is still asleep and the moon is there to greet me
~Ah yes the heart yearns for the outdoors but not alone.
~The heart confesses its love but the body remains still as the world passes by
~But alas i am but a foolish dreamer and fear that such a day will never come
~So i wait here in my mediocre life waiting for something or someone to sweep me away to my dream world.
~But alas the poet grows old and on the death bed lets out a single tear and a whispered word
~The word that kept the poet alive
~Dreams................
.............................
.............. thus the
poet passes from this world never to dream again.

XTREME FRIEND
I have the Heart of a Poet,
But few really know it.
I traveled alone
While under a stone.
the world was cold
So i was colder
only to discover
When i was older
That people cared
that they wanted to know me
They are few and far between
But now i can see.
U are one of the few, The proud the friend XTREME!

[yuki151]

well i didnt write this, but its one of my most favs poems of all time

Tyger, Tyger By: William Blake

tyger, tyger burning bright
in the forests of the night
what immortal hand or eye
could frame thy fearful symmetry?

in what distant deeps or skies
burnt the fire of thine eyes
on what wings dare he aspire
what the hand dare sieze the fire

in what shoulder and what art
could twist the sinews of thy heart
and when thy heart began to beat
what dread and what dread feet?

what the hammer what the chain
in what furnace was thy brain
what the anvil what dread grasp
dare its deadly terrors clasp?

when the stars threw down their spears
and watered heaven with their tears
did he smile his work to see
did he who made the lamb make thee?

tyger, tyger buring bright
in the forests of the night
what immortal hand or eye
dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

lol.. i dont want to "display" my "work" ::shifts eyes:: too paranoid for that... haha

enjoy =]

:scatter:

[MatrixXAQ]

well i didnt write this, but its one of my most favs poems of all time

Tyger, Tyger By: William Blake

tyger, tyger burning bright
in the forests of the night
what immortal hand or eye
could frame thy fearful symmetry?

in what distant deeps or skies
burnt the fire of thine eyes
on what wings dare he aspire
what the hand dare sieze the fire

in what shoulder and what art
could twist the sinews of thy heart
and when thy heart began to beat
what dread and what dread feet?

what the hammer what the chain
in what furnace was thy brain
what the anvil what dread grasp
dare its deadly terrors clasp?

when the stars threw down their spears
and watered heaven with their tears
did he smile his work to see
did he who made the lamb make thee?

tyger, tyger buring bright
in the forests of the night
what immortal hand or eye
dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

lol.. i dont want to "display" my "work" ::shifts eyes:: too paranoid for that... haha

enjoy =]

:scatter:

Man thats awesome dude. Love the rhyme scheme. I really enjoyed it. you ahave talent

[CapnCrooked]

Here's my Haiku -

Make a thread to post?
Then please, post it correctly.
Just post in this thread:

http://forums.dragid.com/showthread.php?t=7942