a poem/song thing....
i_love_pirhanas
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you didn't know
that i could shout
that i could scream
that my eyes can flash
like the light sparking off a blade
that is a glare cutting through
you.
you didnt know.
you didn't know
that i have many faces
that i have many colours
that i can change
like the sea moving around itself
that is me engulfing
you.
you didnt know.
and you still don't know
and you still can't see
what lies behind my bright smile
what lingers underneath my footsteps
like the music that makes me dance
so many layers
that you don't know at all.
that i could shout
that i could scream
that my eyes can flash
like the light sparking off a blade
that is a glare cutting through
you.
you didnt know.
you didn't know
that i have many faces
that i have many colours
that i can change
like the sea moving around itself
that is me engulfing
you.
you didnt know.
and you still don't know
and you still can't see
what lies behind my bright smile
what lingers underneath my footsteps
like the music that makes me dance
so many layers
that you don't know at all.
Spatula
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No matter how cold the winter, there's a spring time ahead.
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thankyou
Fate is trying to tell you to shut the fuck up
"O mother
Grass, mother me the poet's faculty
Of loving to the heart of any ordinary thing,
Sitting there by the cool Pierian spring:
Where on the Strand the horses gallop -
a commonplace sight."
Patrick Kavanagh (1904-67)
especially the first paragraph....
that thing about the knife was GREAT.
Between the emotion and the response
Falls the shadow.
good job
I think the commonplace should have a few exotic looking plants...that's all.
Fate is trying to tell you to shut the fuck up
Discuss!
not saying this one was sour... but if everything was exceptional then nothing would seem extrodinary.
Between the emotion and the response
Falls the shadow.
I love synonyms.
Would a rainbow be as intriging if it was just one color?
Fate is trying to tell you to shut the fuck up
Hey fuck, that was a good line.
But then again..If everything was extrodinary then god would be shit out of luck.
Fate is trying to tell you to shut the fuck up
How do you know it isn't white? Don't quote your "well, I was in the classroom and we had this prism" story......the light is only refractive if you're ready to see it refract.
Could be black.....
Don't get all bogus philosophy on me. Do you see white or do you see a fucking rainbow?
Fate is trying to tell you to shut the fuck up
Fate is trying to tell you to shut the fuck up
What's the difference between real and bogus philosophy? What is the honourable pursuit of wisdom? What is sophistry?
No offense....But this was about blunt vs. "creative" poetry.
But to answer your question...You can't see light, so what the hell do you care?
Wisdom is life itself, and the pursuit comes when you go....kinky eh?
Sophistry is exclaiming you've found a truth you know you'll never get
Now shut the fuck up with this philosophy crap....please?
Fate is trying to tell you to shut the fuck up
The answer's in play-doh......
Wrong definition of sophistry. In fact, the nature of the statement was a prime example of sophistry in itself.
I enjoy reasoned, thoughtful discussion and I shall try to turn our quibble into something positive.
"Prostate Guy": Define "blunt" poetry as opposed to "creative poetry." Let's make this fun: You can't use the following adjectives in your debate: "pretentious", "bogus", "shit", "crap"; or such terms as "reality" or "what's under your nose". You have to give us a working, positive definition of poetry as you prefer it, and even better, you could give us one of your lyrics or poems to read. We shan't be rude or injudicious about it.
But do it on another thread. This is ILP's thread, after all!
This is just to remind everyone of this good poem.
http://www.myspace.com/alotalotbetweenus
maybe tis common or something but i've only written about 5 things ever, i'm not really a poet but sometimes something comes out....like this....
Great poem...keep them coming!