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Well i was wondering, have any of you ever written any poetry?

I have only a few, haven't really written too much so they aren't too good... And most of them are written somewhere in the night so they might feel a bit angsty even though i'm really not angsty or depressed in any way ^^.

Also i haven't really studied or anything, so i really don't know any rules of poetry... I'm mostly winging it.

Anyhow, post some of yours... Here's one of my bad ones for example.

Dark are the corners of my mind
And long are it's hallways
My path illuminated may be
But i cannot see

A light illuminates my mind
i think and i see
No-one notices
yet it is the same for me

Darkness and light
in the end they are the same
Images that appear in my head
And makes me feel dead

Heavy are my thoughts
and light are the visions
Light penetrates the darkness
As the darkness shrouds the light

This cycle of life goes on
My mind and my eyes are at war
they don't agree upon
the view of the world.
You recreated your own world based on reality.You escaped to imagination, and distorted the truth It's not a dream, but a substitute for reality.

Then, where is my dream? It's a continuation of reality. Where's my reality? It's where the dream ends.

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I do some, Ill probably post it this weekend.
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Standing on the hill top, looking down apon the dirt covered streets long since deserted. Gazeing up to the ruined buildings long since abandoned. Listening to the wind howl through the broken windows, carrying with it, the whispers of happy memories long since forgotten. Watching the sky fill with grey, as coulds swollow the white sun casting a premature dusk over the desolate scene.

I dream of nothing... Awake to a dream come true

something I just jotted down a few nights ago...

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I did poetry when we were studying it in english class awhile back. But it's not really my thing.

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Well here's the only succesful part of a poem called Land of Facts

My mind is not mine
Saddened I am that it's thine
You keep us safe and sane
Telling me I am insane



I've also recently written some poems in Finnish, i'll post a translation of them after the original ones so don't feel put down by the gibberish at first... The thing about the translations is that they don't sound as good as the original ones and most likely don't rhyme at any point. Not to mention that different words mean different things figuratively speaking in different languages

original
Lumoutuneena sinun silmiisi uppoan
Silmiäni kääntymään en saa
Nuo silmät pitävät minua hallussaan
Silmäsi jotka loistavat kauneuttaan

Silmiisi olen kadottanut itseni
Täältä silti kadota en tahtoisi
Täällä leijjailisin
Smaragdisessa paratiisissani

Ajan pysähtyvän tunnen
Ja sen toivo en jatkuvan
Hetken uskon itseeni
Suuni aukaisen löytämään sanoja
Sanoja joita en sanottua saa
Pettymyksen pieni pilkahdus kertoo sen
Sinun rinnallasi en ole täydellinen

Rohkeutta odotellessa
Tyydyn katselemaan sinua silmin minun
Toivoen olevani sinun

translation

As posessed i fall into your eyes
I cannot turn my eyes away
Your eyes keep me in their control
Your eyes that shine with their beauty

I have lost myself in your eyes
But i wouldn't want to disappear from here
I would float in here
In my emerald paradise

I feel the time stopping
And hope it never continues
For a moment i believe in myself
Open my mouth to find the words
the words that i cannot speak
A small glimpse of dissapointment tells me
At your side i am not perfect

Waiting for courage
I'm satisfied to watch you with my eyes
Wishing i was yours

original
Hämmentyneenä istuen mietin
Sinun silmin mitä olen
Istuen tässä huomasin ja tiesin
Olen itsekkin hämmennyksen luoja

Viiden vuoden yksinäisyyden jälkeen huomata sain
Vihaavani yksinäisyyttä vaikka sitä koin vain
Nyt jo pienen hetken yksinäisyyden jälkeen
Huomaan kaipaavani takaisin seuraasi

Surusi on suruni
Ja ilosi on myös minun iloni
Peilinä toimin ihmisten
Sekä aikuisten että lasten

Translation

Confused i sit here thinking
What am i in your eyes
As i was sitting here i noticed and knew
I am a creator of confusion aswell

After five years of loneliness i notice
I hate loneliness even though it's the only thing i experienced
Now after a small moment of loneliness
I notice i miss back in your presence

Your sorrow is my sorrow
And your happiness is my happiness aswell
I work as a mirror of humans
Both adult and children
You recreated your own world based on reality.You escaped to imagination, and distorted the truth It's not a dream, but a substitute for reality.

Then, where is my dream? It's a continuation of reality. Where's my reality? It's where the dream ends.

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I always find it a little irritating when people sit and write poems about how dark or light their minds are,
how deep or shallow or empty ones thoughts or surroundings are..

without actually translating the thoughts themselves,

it reminds me of rap artists.. when they have entire tracks dedicated to describing how they decimate their opponents, how great they are at what they do etc - 'I spit mad lyrics' 'you can't handle my skillz' n crap -

show us your gaddamn skills, and stop talking about them..

likewise in these poems it's all really vague.

no real meat.

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I see your point MaxDamage, but to be honest heavy thoughts sounds much better than being depressed because of *insert random stuff*. And the being vague is usually on purpose.

Ofcourse it depends on the poem and i try to avoid such things that make it sound vague, but that darkness and light was one of my first poems and that style is probably the easiest out there icon_smile.gif
You recreated your own world based on reality.You escaped to imagination, and distorted the truth It's not a dream, but a substitute for reality.

Then, where is my dream? It's a continuation of reality. Where's my reality? It's where the dream ends.

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QUOTE (Korru @ Dec 23 2007, 01:33 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
that style is probably the easiest out there icon_smile.gif

Should tell you something, tbh.


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QUOTE (Pawnator @ Dec 23 2007, 11:57 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Should tell you something, tbh.


... Are you telling me that when you start something new you go straight for something hard? No, ofcourse you choose the easiest way to start, and then learn from there.
You recreated your own world based on reality.You escaped to imagination, and distorted the truth It's not a dream, but a substitute for reality.

Then, where is my dream? It's a continuation of reality. Where's my reality? It's where the dream ends.

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Try a limerick! The most assertive of the formats!

All you have to do is

Da-de-de-de Da de-de-de-de,
Da de-de da de-de da de-de.
Da de-da-da-de,
da-de-da-da-de,
Da de da da de da da de de.

Korru the crusty old Finn,
Pried open an Anchove tin;
And within that old niche,
He found but one fish,
Who passed him some crumpets and gin.


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Tranquility is fiddling with madness,

Just close your eyes and relax.

The future is calling me with passion,

As the softness in your eyes peacefully detaches.

Your soul slowly wanders,

In worlds of dark despair.

But the clouds above enwraps you,

With their loving, dark-cold stare.

Help my dear lover,

he strays in the field.

Sees nothing but flowers,

But my lips are sealed.

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does length make it better
its just more to read
what else could I put here
or is it just me

My favorite one by me

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That's certainly funny DarkKitchen ^^

Anyhow, one more translation of one that i wrote in Finnish.

Translation

A flash of light in the darkness he sees
Towards it he carefully walks
In the emptiness of his life he finds content
And believes he is saved once he reaches the light

As the light gets closer
He carefully receives it
This is not familiar or safe
For this is warm and bright
The wanderer of darkness prays
"Light in the dark
Don't dissapear from life"

Continuing on his journey he changes his pace
Into running steps from a snails march
Once he is close to the light
He feels a new emotion
First emotion, for before he had none
Wanderer of darkness so changes into a children of light
As the light touches the wanderer he prays like so
"Don't see my mistakes"
But the prayer is pointless

Abandoned by the light the wanderer returns to darkness
Turns into a worm from a children of light
A worm that sees the light but cannot reach it
A worm who no longer lives in an empty life
Instead a worm who feels something in the emptiness

Sadness. Sadness. Sadness
The worm can't make time run backwards
Even though he so wishes
He cannot change his mistakes
The worm cries wishing to be a children of light again
Or even a wanderer of darkness, but no-one can return to the darkness after experiencing the light
Sadness. Sadness. Sadness

The worm tries to keep up with the light
The light teases the worm keeping him close
But still too far
The worm chases after the light of his life, there is no return to darkness!



Original


Valon pilkahduksen pimeässä näkee hän
Sinne päin varovasti liikkuen kävelee
Elämänsä tyhjiöstä löytää sisältöä
Ja uskoo valoon päästyään pelastuvansa

Valon tullessa lähemmäksi
Ottaa sen varoen vastaan
Tuttua ja turvallista tämä ei ole
Tämä onhan lämmintä ja kirkasta
Pimeyden kulkija rukoilee
"Valo sinä pimeässä
Elä katoa elämästä"

Jatkaen matkaa muuttaa askeleitaan
Juoksuaskeleiksi etananmarssista
Valon lähelle päästyään
Hän tuntee uuden tunteen
Ensimmäisen tunteen, tunteita hänellä ei ennen ollut
Pimeyden kulkija näin valon lapseksi muuttuu
Valon koskiessa kulkijaa rukoilee näin
"Elä näe virheitäin"
Mutta rukous on turha

Valon hylkäämänä pimeyden kulkija palaa pimeyteen
Valon lapsesta hän muuttuu maan madoksi
Madoksi joka näkee valon mutta ei pääse sen luokse
Madoksi joka ei enää elä enää elämän tyhjiössä
Vaan madoksi joka tuntee tyhjiössä jotain

Surua. Surua. Surua.
Mato ei aikaa juoksemaan takaisin saa
Vaikka niin haluaisi
Virheitään hän ei voi korjata
Mato itkee, ja toivoo olevansa valon lapsi taasen
Tai edes pimeyden kulkija, mutta pimeyteen on mahdoton palata valon jälkeen
Surua. Surua. Surua.

Mato koittaa pysyä valon mukana
Valo kiusoittelee pitäen madon lähellä
Mutta silti liian kaukana
Mato juoksee elämänsä valon perässä, pimeyteen ei palata!
You recreated your own world based on reality.You escaped to imagination, and distorted the truth It's not a dream, but a substitute for reality.

Then, where is my dream? It's a continuation of reality. Where's my reality? It's where the dream ends.

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I bid you welcome
This is my golden home
I'll make you comfortable
I'll laugh with you

But when your words pour into my soul
something cracks in my mind
My face turns from joy to grief
And from grieving to hate

Run! Run away! I'm not myself!
The psychopath has taken over me!
The false image i've shown you is not me
For something sleeps inside of me!

I turn my head down, a grin on my face
My eyes don't shine no more
Fire has filled my soul
As i descend on my prey

Nothing will save you, not a pray
Nothing will save you from the psychopath
Nothing will save you from me!

Picking up the axe i can't help but smile
Finally i'm free, at least for a while
I lick the blade and taste the iron
And throw your bleeding corpse to the pyres

As the night passes and the sun awakes
I wake shaking on my bed with a feverish burn
What happended last night, was it a dream?
Something thought of by a madman?

I clinge on my sanity and open the door
The bleeding axe tells me of my insanity
I cry in panic and look for my love
And in the flames i found none

Nothing will save you, not a pray
Nothing will save you from the psychopath
Nothing will save you from me!

Crying out in anguish
"Where has everyone gone, what have i done"
I'll never find truth, as i burn down everything
Burn down everything dear to me, and die in the flames

Nothing will save me, not a pray
Nothing will save me from the psychopath
Nothing will save me from the fires
You recreated your own world based on reality.You escaped to imagination, and distorted the truth It's not a dream, but a substitute for reality.

Then, where is my dream? It's a continuation of reality. Where's my reality? It's where the dream ends.

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Sound like the lyrics to a Rammstein song.


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QUOTE (Pawnator @ Feb 7 2008, 03:01 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
Sound like the lyrics to a Rammstein song.


Well actually the inspiration to write that hit me while i was listening to Swallow the Sun - Psychopaths lair ^^ I guess it's a bit like the lyrics of some song and not really like poetry, but anyhow decided to put it here since it's written by me, and not published work and lyrics are, in my opinion, a form of poetry.
You recreated your own world based on reality.You escaped to imagination, and distorted the truth It's not a dream, but a substitute for reality.

Then, where is my dream? It's a continuation of reality. Where's my reality? It's where the dream ends.

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Here's one I'm currently writing. It's not done yet and it doesn't have a title but I wanted to know your opinion (Alexandrines ftw):

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Chipping paint lit by a single beam of sunlight
Covered the walls of his eternally old prison
Preventing him from seeing the promised sight
As he lingered and stood, waiting for an omen

Cursed with folly, a damnation which would follow
His cruel nights filled with dreams of death and anguish
And echoes in his head, as if it was hollow
But in lucidity was granted one last wish

The gift of musical genuis he was given,
To write the most charming and graceful melodies
Even time could not make his mind bleak and barren
And his heart was still filled with harmonic stories

He would hear them resonating inside his skull
And with white chalk on a black board, down he'd write them
Some where dismal and sad, others bright and joyful
But for all things in life, he would write and anthem
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A Haiku I had to write for English:

Thrashing Frustration
Anger to Depression
Everlasting Touch


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Insomnia

What is this dark energy
That flows during night time
That keeps me awake way past nine
And where is this energy during the day

Asleep during the day
Awake at night
How come even though here i lay
in a space that has no light
I feel not like passing out
Instead i tap my feet
My feet to the silences beat

Is it the hypnotic light of the monitors
Or just silent admiration of the serenity and calm
That is absent in the corridors
Or maybe it's my thoughts, or what happended during the day
That's why i can't sleep, even though here i lay

Something is missing from the night
Someone that appears in the light
Perhaps, but it could be much more
But i feel not like telling a lore

No matter how little i've slept
This secret i have kept
No matter how much i've done
No matter if the day was happy
Or if it was filled with misery

I just can't sleep at night
Even though there is no light
Recipient of dark energy i may be
But i want to live during the day instead
Not sleepy, but as if the energy still flows into me

For this time o'night
Is the time i feel most enlightened
It's the time i allow my feelings to unravel
And around the room and the internet they travel

Even the ones i despise like hate
Which always appears late
And jealousy, grief, sorrow, depression
They all appear in succession

But especially feelings like love, joy, hope, trust and lust
Feelings that are never quite lost
These feelings can never be manifested enough
For upon myself i am tough

I fear too much, the effects of my words
Words that i mix up like i mix up my chords
The fear is not conscious
Therefore i must delve into my subconscius
And change the very fabric of myself

To become my own hero and legend
I need the help of the energy to succeed
As i don't have the land deed
To the complex maze that is my brain

As these sweet thought-of words pour on my keyboard
I feel the land of sleep calling on me
And across the border i'm hoard
Here is where i want to be
The only thing missing is the warmth
Of someone else beside me

Someday i'll be gone from this place
Silly you, i mean not death
But at a warm loving embrace feeling the heat
And the cold of the night will be gone

Maybe the energies will then be balanced
Warmth during the day and warmth during the night too
And the dark energies will be swapped to light
And my heart will rejoice the union of two
You recreated your own world based on reality.You escaped to imagination, and distorted the truth It's not a dream, but a substitute for reality.

Then, where is my dream? It's a continuation of reality. Where's my reality? It's where the dream ends.

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2 sonnets

Alarm

Early morning clock on the hardwood wall
taken into relentless slavery.
Abjectly crucified at twelve feet small,
Do you not know you will never be free.

Half past then and onto pastel morning,
when you shriek cries of a wounded creature. When you scream the cries of wounded creatures
Your most unapologetic feature Tear into me with a ruthless scorning
tears into my core with ruthless scorning with your unapologetic features.

bringing me up to share the metronome.
A soft crimson glow burns into my eyes
like star rising into ebony dome
burns gently into the dawn’s lonely skies.

I offer these painful words, but true
“Remember that I will always hate you”


I hate writing sonnets

I really really hate writing sonnets
All the work to get down the rhyming
Match it up with perfect metric timing
Fourteen lines capped with rhyming couplets

Heaven forbid you insert some hidden
Imagery. The countless tricks—idle chores,
Like abstract similes and metaphors.
Surely tasks like these should be forbidden

It is far too difficult to write one,
though I still appreciate the masters;
it takes all the skill of bronze-age casters,
But I would rather write something more fun.

You’ll have to forgive this sounding like shit,
I just couldn’t put my heart into it.

The lines to the side are alternate lines for that spot depending on how I want the style to work. Enjoy. I'll post some CC on other pplz' later.

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