the ones

acrossssSsssshitttacrossssSsssshittt Posts: 1,014
edited February 2011 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
before I leave

there are things
that I want to say
just things

…good things

I find

you're not there
so I whisper
and I hope you can hear me

there is good
around me
mother, father,
can you hear me?
I feel the beauty
within me
...but without me
my sister, brother, my friends
I didn't mean to end up like this

there are things...

and I'm trying hard
to never forget
I am trying
to go ahead

... the ones who love
the ones who care
are the ones I've known
.. the ones who think

of me

and there are things
that I just don't see

this place
I will leave

…by then maybe
I’ll ‘ve seen some good
that might also resemble me

…like when we sleep
I wish I could forever
see you sleep
and leave

… while I sleep

I’m trying hard
I hope you believe me
my mind’s clear
and I’m here
the world hurts
these are wrong tears
for the cries…

I still don’t hear

there are days
I don’t even whisper

these are the things
I fear


but the ones I love…

oh God

You’re here
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  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    edited March 2011
    That's a good one
    Post edited by rollings on
  • mysticweedmysticweed Posts: 3,710
    damn
    now you have broken me, shitzles
    fuck 'em if they can't take a joke

    "what a long, strange trip it's been"
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    edited March 2011
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    Post edited by rollings on
  • Godfather.Godfather. Posts: 12,504
    wow ! that was incredible, your heart and mind amazing.
    remember if you ever make out this way to get in touch with me brother.

    Godfather.
  • tremorstremors Posts: 8,051
    Amazing stuff. Beautiful
    Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
    Send my credentials to the house of detention

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  • it means something to me that you all dig this

    you'll see me if I make it Godfather... we'll shoot that shit
  • Half Full wrote:
    chickweed wrote:
    damn
    now you have broken me, shitzles

    acrosshitzles

    that's some innovative shitmakin half half ...and chickshish
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    edited March 2011
    .
    Post edited by rollings on
  • hashish kabob ? ... I'd lose the kabob... and the chicken
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    chichen-itza_123.jpg
  • things they make sense now
  • love this poem.
    the words ring and echo inside of me, resonate the truth and how i feel

    thanks for sharing
  • Sink a banana bread on me for this one Shilpa Shetty......oh Half full, that picture...thats the Maya pyramid right?
  • Sink a banana bread on me for this one Shilpa Shetty......oh Half full, that picture...thats the Maya pyramid right?

    yo We Are All White... talkin pyramids eh... literate motherfucker.. you think you know someone... don't you mean Shilpa Shitty... do educate me...

    in any case... I'm sinkin this one on you my friend..
  • love this poem.
    the words ring and echo inside of me, resonate the truth and how i feel

    thanks for sharing

    "echoes... that nobody hears... we all believe"
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    Sink a banana bread on me for this one Shilpa Shetty......oh Half full, that picture...thats the Maya pyramid right?

    Yes, better known as chichen itza.

    or as referrerd to around here....

    chicken kabob shitza
  • crazy, i was telling acrosskidmarks about this just before you posted that picture....crazy eh!
  • tremorstremors Posts: 8,051
    I'm lost. But I'm with acrossssSssshit. Believe it.
    Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
    Send my credentials to the house of detention

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  • tremorstremors Posts: 8,051
    ' You say you caught a glimpse
    Of a man with reverence
    And if you could ever meet
    Could you please report to me?
    And tell me, what did he say
    To change your day
    And keep the fear at bay?
    If you did, you better learn to pray '
    Cancel my subscription to the Ressurection
    Send my credentials to the house of detention

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  • tremors wrote:
    ' You say you caught a glimpse
    Of a man with reverence
    And if you could ever meet
    Could you please report to me?
    And tell me, what did he say
    To change your day
    And keep the fear at bay?
    If you did, you better learn to pray '

    yes!

    and that's cuz he said - to pray.
  • zarocatzarocat Posts: 1,901
    before I leave

    there are things
    that I want to say
    just things

    …good things

    I find

    you're not there
    so I whisper
    and I hope you can hear me

    there is good
    around me
    mother, father,
    can you hear me?
    I feel the beauty
    within me
    ...but without me
    my sister, brother, my friends
    I didn't mean to end up like this

    there are things...

    and I'm trying hard
    to never forget
    I am trying
    to go ahead

    ... the ones who love
    the ones who care
    are the ones I've known
    .. the ones who think

    of me

    and there are things
    that I just don't see

    this place
    I will leave

    …by then maybe
    I’ll ‘ve seen some good
    that might also resemble me

    …like when we sleep
    I wish I could forever
    see you sleep
    and leave

    … while I sleep

    I’m trying hard
    I hope you believe me
    my mind’s clear
    and I’m here
    the world hurts
    these are wrong tears
    for the cries…

    I still don’t hear

    there are days
    I don’t even whisper

    these are the things
    I fear


    but the ones I love…

    oh God

    You’re here

    I read this for the third time, seeing if I had yet made up my mind to comment.

    The one I love isn't here and in her place are half ass shoulders to cry on, if I was to cry on a shoulder.
    But that is rare.
    This poem has forced me to be conscious and decide who I would be glad to have "here". No one comes to mind ... wow ... That's hilarious ... This is going to be a mind twister for a little bit of the upcoming future
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  • mysticweedmysticweed Posts: 3,710
    hashish kabob ? ... I'd lose the kabob... and the chicken

    my new fuck word - KABOB
    kabob shit means fuck shit
    kabob you
    kabob me
    kabob it (that means cut it off)
    mother kabobing kabob face
    kabob off
    kabob up
    kabobing A
    WTK?
    fuck 'em if they can't take a joke

    "what a long, strange trip it's been"
  • zarocat wrote:
    I read this for the third time, seeing if I had yet made up my mind to comment.

    The one I love isn't here and in her place are half ass shoulders to cry on, if I was to cry on a shoulder.
    But that is rare.
    This poem has forced me to be conscious and decide who I would be glad to have "here". No one comes to mind ... wow ... That's hilarious ... This is going to be a mind twister for a little bit of the upcoming future

    sounds like a light feeling... though lightness too can get heavy... I recently read a book called "unbearable lightness of being" ... and that says it well...

    the one you love isn't there... I know there's nothing light about that...I think
  • chickweed wrote:
    hashish kabob ? ... I'd lose the kabob... and the chicken

    my new fuck word - KABOB
    kabob shit means fuck shit
    kabob you
    kabob me
    kabob it (that means cut it off)
    mother kabobing kabob face
    kabob off
    kabob up
    kabobing A
    WTK?

    you've seen some shit in your time haven't you... well weedgirl... so have I...

    does this make things vice versa... like do you now gotta ask for a fuck sandwich ?
  • love this poem.
    the words ring and echo inside of me, resonate the truth and how i feel

    thanks for sharing

    "echoes... that nobody hears... we all believe"


    :) some of my favourite lyrics from one of my favourite songs

    we're faithfull

    i'm full o' faith when i read your poems, when i read any poems in this forum
    makes me believe in better things, happier and more joyful things
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