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  • Have you seen through the looking glass?

    This is a personal description of my experience outside of time... (If you catch my drift trying to be discreet)... Care to share your own? Anyone else been there? I know I'm not alone ;D

    With pupils dilated red and so sincere

    A sudden loss of time was gripping me in fear

    Paralyzed I lay, my head clouded in hell

    Salvation I did pray, but for the end to come as well

    My reflection betrayed me- I am not what I see

    My choices failed me and all that I should be

    Time is our prison, and egos our tombs

    Living life misguided will surely end in doom

    Introspection is something that all must experience

    to understand how people live life so delirious

    With this thought I felt all the weight disappear

    No longer trapped in hell impaled upon a spear

    I saw the beauty of the world and felt it in my heart

    My friends were there for me right from the start

    There was nothing left to do but to enjoy the cool moonlight

    and wait to see my family for the ones we love we enlight

    3 AnswersPoetry8 years ago
  • Long Time, No Write, Care to read?

    What I'm tryin' to say is that the world is very scary

    and the experiences we share - you know they vary

    since the age of man, it's been the same

    a complete apathy to universal pain

    When can we grow and be as one?

    A dawn of a day with a golden sun

    These are the dreams in which I believe

    A new age without our brothers in the streets

    So let's end the wars, end our shame

    turn the negatives to positives for our gain

    No as a country but as a world

    this weight placed on every little boy and girl

    Let's feed the hungry

    Clothe the needy

    Give for once!

    There's no need to be greedy

    We must

    Open our hearts to

    Expand our minds and

    Forgive our sins

    before we die

    For the future's an illusion

    and the past a lie

    It takes but a desire

    to stop and ask "why?"

    2 AnswersPoetry9 years ago
  • Can you read this and let me know?

    Wrote this after I found out my girlfriend cheated, lots of history behind it just thought I would clear that up. Please focus on the writing more than the content if possible!

    Quiet contemplation of a simple situation

    can avoid the shattering of hearts

    and the explosion of worlds

    think twice before you hurt the girl

    It is easier to quit and forget

    than face challenge as a man

    learn from your mistakes and she will turn to hate

    never repeat those sins again

    The tables have been turned and the love for which you yearn

    has been taken abreast by another for a night

    You try to fight the urge that this is what's deserved

    and end up in a hopeless plight

    I love you with everything, take my word

    and you can't imagine how much it hurt

    yet forgiveness is part of my folly

    For I love you dear and I face eternal fear

    for trust is easier destroyed than built

    The day we first met we hardly could have bet

    that we would end up here today

    I love you,

    yes it is true the very first time our eyes met

    I became an unstoppable force tearing down your walls

    making every good decision, every right call

    and earning your trust and creating love

    all the signs pointed to a match from above

    In a day I destroyed her heart and shattered her world

    in an act unfamiliar to me, my judgment had failed me

    foolishness prevailed me and my sadness was never to be seen

    I love you with everything, take my word

    and you can't imagine how much it hurt

    yet forgiveness is part of my folly

    For I love you dear and I face eternal fear

    for a trust is easier destroyed than built

    2 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago
  • Please read and critique?!?

    Do we know where we go when we die?

    I ask myself this in quiet contemplation

    To die and experience nothing and to realize the lies

    Would be tragic, living life with indoctrination

    When we go, do we face a fable

    a euphoria universal, no pain! No hunger!

    No harm or hate, utopia, a wonder

    An amazing dream obtainable impossible

    Yet millions die every year from hunger

    Thousands per minute existing no longer

    Materialistically deceased, riddled with disease

    All this pain inside can't be put to ease

    Hope for change, salvation from shame

    Can't you see, understand the game?

    Kill in the lords name!

    Kill in the lord's name?

    2 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago
  • Did you enjoy reading this poem? Why / Why Not?

    This has been a work that I have re-discovered that was in my book of writing. Here goes ~

    HYPOCRISY is something that’s not hard to see

    You can command a man-- to part the seas

    Yet you cannot prove your existence to me

    Why should I follow you, be another sheep?

    You send your prophets down to the earth

    Men shall kill men just to prove their worth

    Let’s see whose is bigger, who has got the girth

    I pull you through the dirt, holding onto your shirt

    Salvation and Damnation are just the same feat

    creating a false sense of security

    You think you can hide the mask

    but it’s staring at you, you laugh

    Ironic how it is to be so holy

    but you know that it’s just a show

    wave your wand, create a miracle

    more like a fable, a myth, you’re so empirical

    sadly it’s just predictable, you're infallible so sensational

    the world may as well just explode, would you even know?

    The walls come crashing down

    The truth of your charade

    Sinners walk among

    us cheering at the parade

    its all so clear now,

    your presence not evident

    seeking Salvation not for the sake of Salvation

    will bring Damnation to your race of men.

    Critique please :)

    1 AnswerPoetry1 decade ago
  • How do we end it? How can we stop ourselves...?

    "What is in us that turns a deaf ear to the cries of human suffering?"

    Living in a world where death, murder, and rape are nothing if they don't directly involve us! We should be ashamed, not as a targeted individual, but as a world society and human race! How can we as a generation change this? How can we prevent the growth of a population desensitized to the pain and suffering of our fellow man?

    7 AnswersPhilosophy1 decade ago
  • A collection of short writings would you give feedback / comments?

    First one, well no title as it isn't too developed! :)

    We live in a cursed world

    Inequalities plague our ranks

    Our economy rises and falls, caught within the whirl

    The dependency upon our government, other governments and their banks

    Eliminate the poor, they're a scourge upon our land

    To wish death upon them, take the life of man

    The rich, much too rich, exterminate as well

    A middle class, equality for all, must exist to erase this hell

    #2

    As the knife enters, the adrenaline rush

    I twist the blade, your blood starts to gush

    Down my arms your blood flows red

    I grin relieved, you're finally dead

    Made that one for a different topic but didn't pursue much more after

    #3

    We have become an endangered species

    Independent in thought, yet completely spacious

    Lost generations cry out for vengeance

    Which only fuels cause for more men's deaths

    The world as we know it has become a ruin

    Economies, Empires, theres nothing left to them

    A global landscape of gross degeneration

    Leaves responsibility to the planet for regeneration -- Salvation

    a rise of a peaceful organization of global nations

    All I have for now let me know your opinions or suggestions, I'm open to constructive criticism so have at me!

    3 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago
  • A quick poem as of now, care to critique?

    I've got the solution to your problems

    Of course this isn't free, all I ask for is a small fee

    I will teach you to teach yourself, after all I came here to help

    I hold the key to salvation, will you follow me?

    If I am a martyr, what makes me better than those

    on the television daily who claim the lives of many?

    Is it because I can claim something without proof except

    false miracles that occur to a special, chosen few

    who have been in on the charade all along?

    Father into your hands I commend my spirit

    Yet in the till your change must go, for you must

    live among dirty gutters and grimy shades

    In order for your debt to the lord be paid

    Ehh, this is what I've been able to rack around in my head so far. Not trying for any specific rhyme scheme or form. Tell me your thoughts on the writing so far!

    3 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago
  • Care to ready my poem?

    Comment however you like!

    Genocide is the cure

    to the world’s problems and fears

    kill the weak, enslave the stupid

    useless men condemned to our uses

    Increasing population there must be a change

    killing and sterilizing are part of the game

    the Elite shall stand strong one and the same

    in this game of chess, we’ve reached the endgame

    The pawns will rise, just to be crushed

    the might of the Back Ranks remains untouched

    A note to the reader a coffin awaits you

    ‘lest you be of height 6’2”

    And in weight of 160 pounds

    the logic behind our deaths, will surely be unsound

    yet we will not know when we shall face demise

    unless the complacent sheep open their eyes

    Unite!

    Fight!

    Orwellian control shall not occur, stand as man

    above such influence, and demand

    our rights be protected and not wagered

    to place ourselves out of genocide’s favor.

    3 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago
  • Three poems, would you critique?

    Let me know what you think!

    Coward?

    Am I a coward to refuse?

    The constant misuse

    Of the pretexts conducted

    Serving justice obstructed

    Giving the right to end life

    Is not a responsibility for those without light

    To illuminate the darkened, muddled truth

    In which they’re pawns for their use

    So No sir Uncle Sam I’m sorry

    But my mind cannot be worried

    For if I am a coward to refuse

    I am a coward you cannot use

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    Time remaining 1.00s

    Download Complete,

    Finished? Run program?

    Your life’s in order.

    Your computer,

    Your body suffers no disorder

    Yet Alas!

    What is this?

    It is a virus,

    Not typhoid or syphilis

    It is your love

    You’re an injection

    Of Infection into my life

    But it is an infection

    I see as delight

    My heart is a hard drive

    My brain a CPU

    But out of all the viruses in the world

    I’m glad I have you!

    Couldn't name it!

    Men must go to fight

    For romantic reasons, not human rights

    Take your orders, without question

    You wonder why you won’t get into heaven.

    Kill the weak, slaughter the mothers

    Take out your hostility you can’t release into others

    Your heart is racing, exhilarating peace

    You bathe in the blood of those you’ve released.

    Uncle Sam wants-- you --, for your services,

    To kill for -- his-- imperial purposes.

    Ironic in the country of the free

    To have a populous as blind as sheep

    Build more weaponry, it’s a race that’s heavenly

    Ignore the devil’s grin

    Your hypocrisy in your democracy

    Is your immoral sin

    Down the streets, walking cadavers

    To be mindless is such a tragic endeavor

    Look at yourself as a whole.

    Realize their puppet show.

    I wake up, safe in my bed

    My eyes wide, thoughts rushing to my head

    To look in the mirror, see the future

    And, to myself, become an abstract creature.

    Critique away. No offense to those soldiers serving for our country. I am thankful for the sacrifice you have made for those of us at home.

    This is just my take on the hypocrisy of the US Government, and their pretexts for wars.

    2 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago
  • A quickie, did you enjoy?

    Extracting File

    Time remaining 1.00s

    Download Complete,

    Finished? Run program?

    Your life’s in order.

    Your computer,

    Your body suffers no disorder

    Yet Alas!

    What is this?

    It is a virus,

    Not typhoid or syphilis

    It is your love

    You’re an injection

    Of Infection into my life

    But it is an infection

    I see as delight

    My heart is a hard drive

    My brain a CPU

    But out of all the viruses in the world

    I’m glad I have you!

    I wrote it in 3 minutes, I'm trying to hone my skills and my ability to write by timing myself and setting more challenges. Let me know if you like it!

    2 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago
  • I wrote this in exactly Seven minutes, critique?

    The idea struck me, as I was trying to be recruited by a fellow senior this year into the military. I've learned the history books from cover to cover and know of the lies the country has used to coax the nation into not seeing the atrocities the US has committed. I know that I would be a hypocrite to support a nation that leaves its people in the dark on such important subjects. I also know that I am thankful to live in a country where I can express my doubts on the government without the fear of death. I am thankful for every soldier that has and is fighting in .. well now Afghanistan, and understand that the men who have been responsible for the horrors of the US were not the men following orders. Please offer any supportive ideas, or constructive criticism.

    Coward?

    Am I a coward to refuse?

    The constant misuse

    Of the pretexts conducted

    Serving justice obstructed

    Giving the right to end life

    Is not a responsibility for those without light

    To illuminate the darkened, muddled truth

    In which they’re pawns for their use

    So No sir Uncle Sam I’m sorry

    But my mind cannot be worried

    For if I am a coward to refuse

    I am a coward you cannot use

    2 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago
  • Help me wrap this poem up? :)?

    Men must go to fight

    For romantic reasons, not human rights

    Take your orders, without question

    You wonder why you won’t get into heaven.

    Kill the weak, slaughter the mothers

    Take out your hostility you can’t release into others

    Your heart is racing, exhilarating peace

    You bathe in the blood of those you’ve released.

    Uncle Sam wants-- you --, for your services,

    To kill for -- his-- imperial purposes.

    Ironic in the country of the free

    To have a populous as blind as sheep

    Build more weaponry, it’s a race that’s heavenly

    Ignore the devil’s grin

    Your hypocrisy in your democracy

    Is your immoral sin

    Down the streets, walking cadavers

    To be mindless is such a tragic endeavor

    Look at yourself as a whole.

    Realize their puppet show.

    I wake up, safe in my bed

    My eyes wide, thoughts rushing to my head

    To look in the mirror, see the future

    And, to myself, become an abstract creature.

    Critique away. No offense to those soldiers serving for our country. I am thankful for the sacrifice you have made for those of us at home.

    This is just my take on the hypocrisy of the US Government, and their pretexts for wars.

    1 AnswerPoetry1 decade ago
  • Would you critique my poem for me?

    Alone in my room

    Taking in the world’s knowledgeable boon

    It speaks in secret tongues heard by the strange

    Or maybe the insane

    Young men must go fight

    For romantic purposes, not human rights

    Kill the children, without question

    Won’t you wonder why you’ll never get into heaven?

    Kill the weak, slaughter the mothers

    Take out your hostility you can’t release onto others

    Your heart is racing, exhilarating peace

    You bathe in the blood of those who you’ve deceased.

    Uncle Sam wants you, for your services,

    To kill for imperial purposes.

    Ironic in the country of the free

    To have a populous as blind as sheep

    Build more weaponry, it’s a race that’s heavenly

    The devil grins

    Your hypocrisy in your democracy

    Is your mortal sin

    Walk down the street, a walking cadaver

    To be mindless is such a tragic endeavor

    Take a trip down the rabbit hole,

    Look at yourself as a whole.

    Realize their puppet show.

    I wake up, safe in my bed

    My eyes wide, thoughts rushing to my head

    To look in the mirror, see the future

    And, to myself, become an abstract creature.

    --- This is the poem I have created for my Theory of Knowledge class. I am pursuing the IB Diploma, and hope to achieve an A on this assignment. I am open to constructive criticism. Please be mature in your responses, but be honest as well. If you didn't like it, please explain why. I am looking to better my work in any way possible, and am open to many suggestions. I will also provide any clarifications if you do not get the meaning behind the work. Thank you, :)

    3 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago
  • Poetry for Theory of Knowledge... Help? :)?

    Just sitting in my room

    Taking in the world’s knowledgeable boon

    It speaks in secret tongues heard by the strange

    Or maybe it’s just the insane

    Young men must go fight

    For romantic purposes, not human rights

    Kill the children, without question

    Won’t you wonder why you’ll never get into heaven?

    Kill the weak, slaughter the mothers

    Take out your hostility you can’t release onto others

    Your heart is racing, exhilarating peace

    You bathe in the blood of those who you’ve deceased.

    Uncle Sam wants you, for your services,

    To kill for imperial purposes.

    Ironic in the country of the free

    To have a populous as blind as sheep

    Build more weaponry, it’s a race that’s heavenly

    The devil grins

    Your hypocrisy in your democracy

    Is your mortal sin

    Walk down the street, a walking cadaver

    To be mindless is such a tragic endeavor

    Take a trip down the rabbit hole,

    Look at yourself as a whole.

    Realize their puppet show.

    I wake up, safe in my bed

    My eyes wide, thoughts rushing to my head

    To look in the mirror, see the future

    And, to myself, become an abstract creature.

    --- This is the poem I have created for my Theory of Knowledge class. I am pursuing the IB Diploma, and hope to achieve an A on this assignment. I am open to constructive criticism. Please be mature in your responses, but be honest as well. If you didn't like it, please explain why. I am looking to better my work in any way possible, and am open to many suggestions. I will also provide any clarifications if you do not get the meaning behind the work. Thank you, :)

    3 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago
  • Alright, I would like some advice...?

    So I have been talking to this girl for some time now, and I was really starting to like her, and I know she likes me...

    But of course there's a downside... She smokes pot and drinks, but doesn't really show it ever.

    I am straight-edge and don't think doing drugs and such is right, I think I really like her, but is it really worth it?

    (She says she does pot because it's always been there for her... I told her if we were to go out, she would have to lose it... and I would always be there for her instead :)

    So lemme know... is it worth it? Should I really try to make this work or should I search for someone else?

    15 AnswersSingles & Dating1 decade ago
  • Death Magnetic Dud or Not?

    Does anyone else think Death Magnetic is going to be a dud? Listening to "Death Is Not The End" and "Vulturous" do not give me much hope... Anyone else having this feeling?

    D.I.N.T.E - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5k92R7IVbDs

    Vulturous - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b0PRJCDPty0

    3 AnswersRock and Pop1 decade ago
  • Changed it up a little, would like your opinion

    I hit my head

    On a soft pillow

    Half-Dead

    Like a Weeping Willow

    I awake

    I prepare for the day

    I dress in my suit, so fake

    Memorizing what so say

    I accept my work

    Year in

    Year out

    Causing a breakdown

    Of my anguished shouts

    I am in a rut

    I cannot defeat

    Psychic screams

    My safety retreats

    Confusion and Nostalgia

    My only emotions

    Only the Future knows

    My worldly devotions

    The power to create

    The power to destroy

    The power to raise

    A small little boy

    Whichever road I take

    I choose in time

    For I take a path

    That's less than divine

    A Medicine man

    Cures the pain

    Healing hands

    Happiness he feigns

    A writer

    Burrows his sorrows away

    In the poetry

    He write all day

    Each road ends

    It's the truth in life

    We make amends

    And forget our spite

    I changed some things this time, trying to make it make more sense and rhyme a little better. Looking for some constructive feedback! Cheers =D

    1 AnswerPoetry1 decade ago
  • I would like some honest opinions

    Yesterday will be a memory

    Tomorrow an impossibility

    I stand upon this pedastal

    It will pave my personal road to hell

    Dying to live, Living to die

    Sharpen the blade and end my life

    Remember her face

    Your last disgrace

    Silence my only friend

    The only thing there in the end

    [Chorus]

    Carve her name into your arm

    Bring your life mortal harm

    You will never see the dawn

    Always bein' second best

    Jab the knife into your chest

    No regrets!

    [Chorus]

    You fantasize the agony

    Oh how much you would be pleased

    As you bow onto your knees

    You realize your destiny

    Take away your life

    End your world of spite

    Fight it off with might

    You'll only end the light

    The world is in your hands

    You have the master plan

    Be you god or man

    Mortality demands

    [Chorus]

    Carve her name into your arm

    Bring your life -- mortal harm

    You will never see the dawn

    Always bein' second best

    Jab the knife into your chest

    ---No regrets!

    [Chorus]

    You push the trigger

    Bite the bullet

    You never thought you'd actually pull it

    The taste explodes

    Your stature breaks

    Your last move, was your last mistake

    The world has gone black

    All you see is red

    You were never prepared for the land of the dead

    Brimstone and fire you're final grave

    But hell is the price you must pay

    This would be a Melodic Death Metal song, with some ties to older Thrash metal such as Exodus... All tips appreciated!

    8 AnswersLyrics1 decade ago
  • A darker poem. Opinions wanted

    There I sit

    Upon the world

    I envision your death

    And consuming your soul

    You're the being

    Who speaks heresies

    Your truths no meaning

    They're all just fairy tales

    Anger swells inside of me

    I visualize destiny

    Tearing your life

    Killing in spite

    Back to reality

    You spit your venom at me

    Chaos begins to swell

    As I introduce you to hell

    I bring you pain

    Envisioning

    The evil things I'll do

    As you sleep

    Cut your throat

    Leave you for dead

    As the blood pours

    Onto the bed

    I bathe in the madness

    Angers sweet call

    The blade's Finesse

    The writings on the wall

    I don't see why everyone is adding their age afterwards but, I guess I will as well. I am 15 years of age, and often act more mature than others haha. Honest opinions sought, I wrote this when I was upset. It was a great way to relieve stress, and I tried to keep it short. Thanks for the help and cheers! : ]

    11 AnswersPoetry1 decade ago