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| Posted By | Discussion Topic: POETS OF OA.COM..... who here writes poetry? | ||||
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| GonzoStyle | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 3:20 AM |    | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70  | I was wondering i've talked to many people who write poetry and short stories. I am in a really peaceful mood tonight for the first time in a long time. I was wondering if anyone wanted to share their stuff here? I know to some it's really private and i know you people expect me the last person to write let alone read poetry. But i really do and i write a lot actually. I wrote a little diddy a couple hours ago which i will share and lead off by example. This poem IA about feeling strange compared to everyone else. It's also about feeling inadequate and thinking about how confusing the world can be. Warped & Twisted Harsh words & violent blows Hidden secrets nobody knows Eyes are open, hands are fisted Deep inside I'm warped & twisted So many tricks & so many lies Too many whens & too many whys Nobody's special, nobody's gifted I'm just me, warped & twisted Sleeping awake & choking on a dream Listening loudly to a silent scream Call my mind, the number's unlisted Lost in someone so warped & twisted On my knees, alive but dead Look at the invisible blood I've bled I'm not gone, my mind has drifted Don't expect much, I'm warped & twisted Burnt out, wasted, empty, & hollow Today's just yesterday's tomorrow The sun died out, the ashes sifted I'm still here, warped & twisted   I like the way you stay on attack No matter what, I keep coming back And how you try to hold me down But you end up driven to the ground ... And that you say you will pray for me You realize you are prey for me She-Mail Me Here This message was edited by GonzoStyle on 5-2-01 @ 3:36 AM | ||||
| GonzoStyle | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 3:33 AM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70 | One more for the road. This is i believe the first poem i ever wrote many many years ago. I saw an old tree and i thought of all the things this tree must have seen and been through. It looked so old and almost crucified. I thought of my own pain at the time in my personal life and saw myself in that tree so i wrote this ditty. SILENT STRANGER I once was mighty and illustrious, Towering over my brothers and sisters, Who looked at me with splendid rapture My body a habitat for fleeting birds To break their excursion and flourish. I shaded the scorching rays of sun, Protecting from the downpour of rain. I was a proud source of safety, Yet now I can not defend myself. I stand alone, my decaying body exposed, My branches withered like rotting flesh, Branches that offered comfort to civilization Whose ancestors planted me in this spot. Now grown old, a shadow of former majesty. My body once robust now bare, Roots once fluid now dead, Causing mighty branches to crumble. I want to stretch my body out, but I am stagnant, Unbending from years of immobility, Numbing my body, making it rot, My bark slowly falling apart, Piece by piece from persistent abuse. I wait to be cut down and cast off, Negating my existence, Ending my misery and discomfort. How can I speak my feelings before I go? I am a thought without a voice, Cursed with so many things to say, With no method of expressing them. Mute, still, and isolated, unable to break free. I am one of many who have come and gone. Soon it will be my time to depart. For now I will just stand here alone, My arms crucified in the breeze For people to find comfort in my misery. and with that goodnight.... I like the way you stay on attack No matter what, I keep coming back And how you try to hold me down But you end up driven to the ground ... And that you say you will pray for me You realize you are prey for me She-Mail Me Here | ||||
| Fyfetallica | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 6:51 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Aug. 00 | This is not an original, but a favorite of mine.. Here i sit, same as ever Took a dump, pulled the lever The water flowed, ummm the toilet clogged look out world, its a mother load  When a Man Lies He Murders Some Part of the World These Are the Pale Deaths Which men Miscall Their Lives All this I Cannot Bear to Witness Any Longer Cannot the Kingdom of Salvation Take Me Home :)Official UN-Official Newbie father to radio-star :) | ||||
| Sean Cold 3:16 | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 7:08 AM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70 | Shit now I feel really old! I wrote this in '97 and I can't recall who the fuck I wrote it too! I think it was an ex but.... somehow it is heard by none it feels like at times you have a million friends but when you need them you don't have one Emptiness fills your head, heart and soul a pitch black drop cloth over your very being the walls of life close in then tumble down as you see the damage of what betrayal can bring Trust is one thing in life that is hard to gain but amazingly easy to be lost one wrong move or gesture or word and you can get a shoulder laced with frost A whole life is spent trying to figure out what should be done to make one's world complete finding out that without friends in this rat race you have no chance to compete You choose a path in this game of life with people to support you along the way trying hard to never stray or wander losing sight of your goal everyday  Make you satanistic Make you take the pistol to your face And place the clip and cock it back And let it go untill your brains are rippin' out your skull so bad And sew you back and be a waste of stitches | ||||
| ClusterF | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 7:11 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | I'm no poet.... but I do write. I'm a guitar player, and doodle my own stuff. This one's about taking daily trials and tribulations of the world with a smile... not giving a fuck. Don't Mind. What's the time, is it late Don't keep it inside don't hesitate Don't leave me helpless to anticipate Let it out, and try to break me I don't mind. What's the sign, is it fate A feeling's blind, only when it dissipates Can't be stranded when it stagnates So let it on, try to break free I don't mind. He's been running down his dreams He's been tripping on memories He been starin' constantly He been staring down his enemies What's the time is it late.
Adopted Dilloners in training: katya_ann AND Evil Opie - AIM CHRIS052076 | ||||
| HummerLovin I hope people forgot that I went home with Sandy Kane one night | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 8:32 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | Ink a bink, a bottle of ink; Pull the cork and you stink.  "Exams are over and I am happy! So, if i'm mean, it just means that you're an asshole!" | ||||
| weinie | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 8:47 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | [Eric Cartman voice]That is so lame! Ha Ha Ha[/Eric Cartman voice] (Referring to all above posts of course)  This message was edited by weinie on 5-2-01 @ 8:48 AM | ||||
| o&aswallow | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 8:51 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | There was a woman from Medina, who had one very tasty...... Nevermind. o&aswallow Recognized His Destiny Early. Too Many Hotties, Not Enough Horny Goat Weed It at first you don't succeed, keep on sucking till you do suck seed. - Curly Howard. | ||||
| spitfire421 | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 9:29 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | weinie, shove it!....just because you have no talent does not mean you should belittle others... Nice work guys! Here's one of the best I've ever written, about 6 or 7 years ago about trying to give meaning to your life and leaving some sort of mark on the world when you die--my biggest fear: Deep, dark despair The end of a life Where nothing was tried And nothing was gained Now nothing is left....Nothing There is but a name On a long-forgotten stone In a desolate field....Forgotten The years will pass And the name will fade Just like the memory of the life Is gone forever....Lost well, you got the gist of it, I can't completely remember all the lines without my book, but I'll post more when I get home :)  no-one ever tends to me. Sitting alone covered in breeze. Some things are so my mind can breathe. The waiting is hard, fuckin' takes so long. Draped in sun, hands in sand. Earth acid cleanses me. It cleanses me clean, but the world it never comes(Kyuss, Space Cadet) This message was edited by spitfire421 on 5-2-01 @ 9:36 AM | ||||
| Grumpy SAGILLID The Midget Message Board Mauler rides his trusty mount Wilbur once again!! Internet Idiots beware!! | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 9:42 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Dec. 00 | Here's my poetic contribution. Enjoy. As I sit and ponder where it all began I conclude to myself that life was grand I've come a long way from the days of old The days of youth, the days of bold Now I see out, the world so blue Nothing in life can ever be true Are we all just here to amuse the crowds or are we just here to be so proud When the times comes to bury me deep I ask all of you not to weep My soul is gone, my body rots dry But there is nothing that you can do, so please don't cry I've moved on from here to another place From now on, you'll not see my face I've moved on from this world, for this I'm not sorry Onto the next world I've gone, the world of glory.  5 Million sperm and YOU had to be the one to get through? | ||||
| FeelMyFunBags | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 9:58 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Very nice work, all of you...I have written a lot of poetry, but I don't know if I am ready to share it.  All I've undergone I will keep on Underneath it all We feel so small The heavens fall But still we crawl All I've undergone I will keep on | ||||
| TheGooch Mullet Master Yo Gooch, Moron here... how's that for some fucked up shit... Fez is giving you status... Karma sucks, huh? | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 10:03 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | Written on a warm summer night after having just met the woman of my dreams (at that time)... A ten second flutter of an alien wind twists and flies and wraps around me --and waits. . . for a moonlight sheath to wash me away. In cold lethargy, a faint song echoes softly through the corridors of my heart. A star twinkles from its ascension --and a child's cry falls into the night. Pain is a slaughterhouse of conflicting desires, it burns forever amidst our fears. And I gaze into your brimming eyes. . . Can I even express the elation? For as this night comes to pass I will think only of you.  Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time - To disgrace, distract, and bother me. And the dirt of gossip blows into my face, And the dust of rumors covers me. But if the arrow is straight - And the point is slick, It can pierce through dust no matter how thick. So I'll make my stand And remain as I am And bid farewell and not give a damn. | ||||
| Kim | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 10:27 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | Here's my contribution. I haven't written anything new in a long time. ...the following are from 1999: Once upon a time... A lonely soul went walking one day in a world of nothing special. He happened upon a caring soul, one that he'd not seen around before. He walked up to the caring soul and asked if she would like some company. With a smile she reached out her hand and asked if he'd like to go for a walk. Without hesitation he follows...following her seemed so right. As they walked along the path she stopped...She turned to him and said they'd reached their destination...this place was called "Something Wonderful". She kissed his soul with more love then he could ever imagine...Lonely Soul and Caring Soul were now "SoulMates" together for eternity... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Somewhere in the darkness a restless soul lay awake thinking of ways to express its love for the man that fills her heart with more love and contentment then she's ever felt Sending him mental thoughts and knowing he feels her presence...She fills his world with more love then one person could ever ask for or need She makes him smile when the clouds roll in She pokes fun at the serious adult world they work in just to lighten his day She giggles at his macho antics just to see his reaction He brings her more joy and happiness then she's ever known He lets her know that its not all that bad He allows her to see the beauty that lay within and makes her feel pretty Shows her how to laugh instead of cry Teaches her to not be so serious and take things for what they are worth They bring so much to each other He's her everything and with him by her side She can't lose ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Whirlwind of Thoughts A connection beyond most people's understanding No explanation doing it justice Fighting many obstacles to be together We've been overtaken by love's almighty embrace Venturing to territories where two souls like ours connect Balancing life and love Never giving the other an opportunity to retreat for fear of what the future may hold As we encounter detours on our journey to forever the strength of our love will see us through Commitment to loving unconditionally Taking shelter in each others heart Distance seperates us physically Love brings us together Opening our hearts and minds to loving another person with all that makes us who we are I am there with you always Just close your eyes and feel my presence I am within your heart...your soul... I am what makes that heart beat its ballad of love and passion I am the melody and you my dear are the harmony Our Love is the Ultimate Symphony ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Is forever long enough to give what I need to give? A wink of an eye, a beat of a heart, a smile from your lips are all a part of memories we're building along the way We're on a journey the destination gets closer each day There is so much to say and do Time is but a detail when forever is our goal So much to plan for and encounter Two heart one goal Never alone having each other Struggling a little Learning a lot Battling the odds that lay before us Forever is a journey to where there's a destination Getting there together takes time and patience The longer we walk the better it'll be When we reach our forever Our Eternity  | ||||
King Shit *board owner* | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 10:46 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Feb. 01 | I write, but I'm a bit guarded about it, so I'm sorry, you will see none of mine here, only a handful of people have ever read them, I'd like to keep it that way. ~Matt/Froy from Jersey Official Protector of Gay Marco & SwampJunk...if he ever decides to post. | ||||
| Dan | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 11:04 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jul. 00 | While it's not my forte, I have written some completly non-sentimental poetry in my time (why do creative writing teachers torture me so?). If I get in a weird mood sometime, maybe I'll go through some of my old stuff and post it. Most likely when drunk. It's all a lot more concrete than the stuff here, so you will all probably think I'm strange. Official Sarcastic Bastard of OpieAnthony.com I don't care if it hurts, I want to have control. I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul. I want you to notice, when I'm not around. You're so fucking special, I wish I was special. Waste a few minutes reading my mindless drivel on foundrymusic.com:Visit this Website | ||||
| WNEWs GIRL i don't have a mule but i have a cock Intercontinental Intergender Thumb Wrestling Champion CUNT ROCKETTE The new "third". AmyMohrBuddy One line in my sig is absolutely fucking disgusting, see if you can find it. | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 11:06 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Aug. 00 | i wrote some when i get home ill post a few that i wrote or maybe our good friend mystery will make an appearance WHATEVER BEN -----------------------------------------------------------------  THESKANKWHOHANGSUPTHEPHONE I'M ON THE ISLAND OF MISFIT TOYS! CUCKOO CUCKOO "The best lessons in life are also the most painful" I love Brazilian Men! | ||||
| candy girl | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 11:21 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Mar. 01 | Maybe one time as well I will share... I never really show anyone my writings... as well a lot of my artwork... but as dan said maybe one night when I am drunk or something I'll post..... Anyway nice job guys looks like we have a lot of talent on this board =)  Gonzo's candy girl...=) thanks to FN Moron for the sig pic | ||||
| Grumpy SAGILLID The Midget Message Board Mauler rides his trusty mount Wilbur once again!! Internet Idiots beware!! | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 12:40 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Dec. 00 | There was a time when I was doing a lot of traveling cross country for work. One day I sat down and wrote about it. Not a poem but not a story. Not really sure what to call it. It was pretty damn good too, IMHO of course. If I can find the file, I'll post it. 5 Million sperm and YOU had to be the one to get through? | ||||
| GonzoStyle | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 3:09 PM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70 | Wow that's some great stuff guys, seans was great and so was clusters and kims and goochs. Really good stuff. and to the dicks who defiled this thread, no wonder people who are nervous about their writing won't post cause of tools like you. I won't waste my time ruining you here but congrats on making my shit list. Here's a little work in progress, that i wrote about one of the biggest influences in my life, John Lennon. "Simple Dreams" He was Born unto us magically. As if touched by the finger of GOD. Yet he was taken from us tragically. In a billow of envy and blood. He gave us peace and happiness In times long passed and gone. Yet he was never shy or devious of what he wanted done. He tooks us down the fields He showed us all his dance to only ask the favor to please give peace a chance. Who was this John Lennon? A mere mortal or God? Yet no matter what he was he will never be forgot. For as long as dreams of pastel skys and deep seas remain he will always be remembered and never left in vain. For who could forget John winston Lennon with his sarcastic smile sitting up in heaven. Looking upon us wondering, pondering, hoping that one day we shall return to better times to live as one....Just simple dreams I like the way you stay on attack No matter what, I keep coming back And how you try to hold me down But you end up driven to the ground ... And that you say you will pray for me You realize you are prey for me She-Mail Me Here | ||||
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| O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00 | Gonzo, Sean, Grumpy, Kim, Spit, Cluster, and Gooch. Great work Guys and Gals! However, thanks for showing me one more thing I can't do.  Do I listen to pop music because I'm miserable? Or am I miserable because I listen to pop music? Write To Me Here | ||||
| sexbagel ANDREW WdeeK PARTY HARD! POSTS WHEN RELEVANT. | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 5:22 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Nov. 00 | 'Life - #2' by Sex Bagel When life is short and got you down….. When you're all alone and no one is around…. When you're all out of money and down on your luck… Don't turn to me. I don't give a a fuck. ©1999 'Tawk Dirty 2 Me Productions' Visit our O & A ARCHIVES AIM: SEXBAGEL  | ||||
| HummerLovin I hope people forgot that I went home with Sandy Kane one night | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 5:55 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | quote: As one of the aforementioned tools who defiled this thread, i would like to apologize. It was early (not that that's an excuse) and i thought i would just prove that i have no poetic talent. i realized afterward that it was lame and that i shouldn't have done it. From what i've seen, you all are pretty damn good and i apologize again... i actually have written poems for girlfriends and shit, but never kept copies of them or anything. they were nothing like what's been posted here, but they always made the girls happy... :) "Exams are over and I am happy! So, if i'm mean, it just means that you're an asshole!" | ||||
| WoRMFACE | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 6:51 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | I write songs for my band, its kind of like poetry, if you take away the guitars and drums... your not the gods we thought that you once were and you must understand weve formed our own opinions on the world and you must grasp the fact im on my own I cannot recycle your mistakes for you You cannot get another shot through me  Kill Your Elected Official Today! | ||||
| Sean Cold 3:16 | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 8:45 PM | | |||
| Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 70 | Well I need to find a whole book of shit that i have lying around my place somewhere unless the bitch took it! And thanx for the compliments boys and girls! Gonzo, your last one wins hands down! Make you satanistic Make you take the pistol to your face And place the clip and cock it back And let it go untill your brains are rippin' out your skull so bad And sew you back and be a waste of stitches | ||||
The sky is blue | posted on 05-02-2001 @ 8:52 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Veteran Registered: Oct. 00 | Back in high school, I got one of mine published in some book that had one poem from one high school student per state. I'd dig it up, but that requires work.  See My Sig Pics! If you want to be adopted by me IM me at fezoanda and email me at meguyelvis@hotmail.com Currently I've adopted usofar and Bumpkinhead | ||||
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