Yet Another Poem...

Drained.
Unexplained.
At a loss as to what to do.
All I can is to think of you.
Not how it's meant to be.
It rarely is you see.
The way you want it.
You always find shit.
It happens, as they say...
Anytime, anyplace, anyday.
You took a dive.
But you'll survive.

# Posté le dimanche 18 novembre 2007 14:53

An Epic Poem To Randomness!

This is a homage to everything random...
Everything boosh and everything woosh,
Everything is so win we have a total fandom.
100% win actually, tis a fact.
So what ho, here we go!
I found the cat and now it's sacked,
So off we go with the flow.
Now the cat's out of the bag...
Where had it gone?
It's turned my clothes to rags,
The sack just seemed to turn it on...
Horny cats and bats on crack,
Just get a broom and give em a whack!
Nobody knows what they don't know...
...or even know they know that they know they don't know,
what they think they know about knowing what they don't know.
Yesh.
Itsa mess.
Farfetched vergezocht...
Luminous spaghetti, on my tv.
It really gets hot...
When it's time for tea.
You're starting to groan,
As my voice seems to drone...
On, and on..and on, and on.
These rhymes, you say,
Have no sense, no pattern, no forseeable rhyme scheme!
Well you see, things ain't always what they seem...
It has a pattern, a scheme, a hidden sense,
Though you should take it for sheer nonsense.
Shame on you! Insanity is sanity,
For you to be so petty...
Are we not all mad?
Following the fad?
But tis true, this poem is hell,
Till we give it more cowbell!
Moo-a-ding-a-ding-dong!
Everybody sing along!
The fishes fly tonight,
The whales are taking flight...

Alert the internets! The interwebs!
Sweet August doth appear!
The Summer hols are near
and far...so far it seems...
Like August was but dreams...
And now things seem out of hand,
Like some faraway land,
Ich bin confused,
Je suis confused,
I am confuzzled.
Most puzzled.
Like rock-paper-scissors,
Just slightly more tacky,
Aller aller, les poissons, ils sont wacky!
This is your evening's weather forecast...
Coming in from the east, a slight covering of darker cloud - it shoudln't last.
As you can see here this means temperatures will be up and down,
Confusion here and there, in fact all around.
Resulting in a high pressure patch of meh and bleh, or more specifically:
Neuf-trois croissants, deluge de poissons!
So pack your brolley, get off your trolley.
Into the sunset fly the fish.
Happy not to be on your dish.
Speaking of food, I'm hungry.
Would write more, but I'm hungry.
So I'm off, twas fun.
And utterly random.
Pigs can fly, if you feed them rocket fuel.
Fact.

Bang! And the pig is gone.
As am I. Cuz I'm hungry.
No seriously, I am.
Mmm...chicken.
Did it cross the road?
Only one way to find out...
Satellite surveillance! Yes, it's all about.
With high resolution doubt incorporated.
Fear the over-rated.
Embrace the darker side...
We have cookies. Mmm.
Cookies. Mmmmm.
Nyam nyam nyam.
Meeheehee!
xD

That reminds me, food. I'm hungry.
And need an ice tea.
Or a nice tea.
Or better yet, a Nestea Icetea Light Peach.
Ohhh, yeah.
So bye now.
Ciao! (;

# Posté le dimanche 18 novembre 2007 10:44

Modifié le dimanche 18 novembre 2007 11:30

Besides The Sea

Dancing on the beach at night,
Singing your whole heart out,
Drawing spirals with your toes,
You don't care what it's all about,
Going wild beneath the starlight,
You're drunk on freedom, who cares where it goes?

The waves they are your beat,
The stars all flash for you,
The dancefloor is the now,
You just can't stop your feet,
You know just what to do,
Don't stop to wonder how.

Finally your passion's spent...
You collapse onto the sand,
And lay there. Listening.
Staring skyward, heaven meant
you to see it's beauty, all was planned.
The sea it breathes. Sleeping.

You could just live. Just be.
Who you want to, forever.
Such a heavy word, a world.
Here besides the sea.
On the sand, in the water, wherever.
Dawn unfurled, and the sunlight swirled.

Besides the sea...
.................................there's you and me.

# Posté le jeudi 15 novembre 2007 15:33

The Remnants (You Left Me):


Tears of Twilight,
Tears of Stardust.
Just out of sight,
Far out of reach.


I close my eyes,
And see your face.
Lies of a heartache...
I can't replace.

What's left for me?
What's left to do?
I just can't see...
I just don't see...
How I can be with you.
.........
[How can I be without you?]

Seasons come and seasons turn,
But memories run deep,
Keeping your shattered burden
Keeping it, beating it, keeping it beating.

......
Without you I am nothing,
......
With you I was something.
......
I need you...by my side.
......
I really do...my foolish pride.

Remnants of a Dream, twirling in the Twilight,
Soaking in the Stardust, turning to bleeding rust,
Just out of sight.... I loved you, though you never knew.
...you never knew...how much I loved you...

Stardust in the Twilight

# Posté le samedi 10 novembre 2007 10:33

Honour vs. Heart

There are two things I value highly in my personality:


1) My sense of Honour. If I give someone my word I keep it. I lie only when it is necessary. I try to be fair and just. I don't judge things till I know all the details. I try to see things from other people's points of view. In short, I try to be a nice guy and I have a certain moral code of what is right and what is wrong. And I stick to it.

2) My Heart and my Instincts. I always say to myself: "Follow your heart, listen to your instincts..."
Because when I do they nearly always turn out to be right.



But what do I do when these two things conflict...?
When you can follow but one path...?
When it comes down to it, who am I really? ..........
..............................................................................................It's a question that I need to find the answer to.

# Posté le samedi 10 novembre 2007 09:32

Just to say...

....that soon I'll be writing and updating this blog with new articles once again!
.....SO much to talk about:
..*Vienna! Vienna, Vienna, Vienna!
.......*Committee Presidency! Woo!
................*New magic tricks almost learnt! ^^
.............................*New pictures swilrling in my head...
..........................................*Burma...the protest, the outcomes...
..................................................*Oooh, Halloween again!
.......................................................................*The King of Ireland and what he brought back to my attention...
..............................................................................................*New poetry atmy pen's tip!
..........................................................................................................*Eccentric! (;

Just to say...

# Posté le lundi 29 octobre 2007 16:16

Modifié le lundi 29 octobre 2007 16:30

The Rose - v2

[EDIT: This version has a few mistakes, when I get round to it I shall fix them!]

I rewrote "The Rose" in Shakespearian Sonnet form...for an English hmwk, lol...



Down so low, twixt shadows and thorns
Climb so slow, towards the crown which adorns
With red petals aglow
The rarest of stones.


Go with the flow! If life, love, seems unfair
The thorns, still sharper, the stem, still longer...
Just remember the flower's still there.
Waiting. As your unrelenting heart waits for her.


Oh woe is irony!
But the petals are bare
Gone is their finery,
Arrived is my nowhere.


How can such lush leaves unfold
Yielding beauty and terror, entwined, behold

# Posté le dimanche 23 septembre 2007 13:21

Modifié le lundi 29 octobre 2007 16:04

Seasons Of The Heart

I challenged myself to write a poem in the following format, so although it ain't a masterpiece I'm just happy it actually worked out! =P

I thought I knew what I was doing
Singing my life away,
Trying to forget I ever could care
There was no end to my Summer's day,
But now dear Winter's had her say,
And even Autumn's scented kiss is fading.

Now at last I realise
Lies of a heartache,
Gnarled and naked in the snow
So stark, clear, sharp and fake,
The new truths we mistake,
For Summer's dying cries.

The mistakes were all mine
Fine I replied when asked,
Masked were my true thoughts and crimes
Times long lost, condemned to the past,
I look back now and stare aghast,
Fine I swore I was, fine.

But now my own heart wants to sing
Cling to Summer's warmth no longer,
I know now she'll come back to me again
Frozen by Winter she'll still grow stronger,
And finally return to conquer,
The soft whisper of the curls of Spring.

# Posté le dimanche 16 septembre 2007 05:57

Another Poem

.See her face,
...........As pretty as,
...................The winter's first snow.

.............................................Now see space,
........................................................Through the glass,
..................................................................The stone you throw.

................................................................................Shattered in two,
.........................................................................................Your heart broken,
........................................................................................................All was wrong.
....................................................................................................................What to do?
.............................................................................................................................Your heart awoken,
.........................................................................................................................................Blooms into song.

# Posté le samedi 08 septembre 2007 13:07

The Rose

The Rose
Down so low
Twixt shadows and thorns
Climb so slow
To the crown which adorns
With red petals aglow
Like the rarest of stones

Go with the flow!
If life, love, seems unfair
The thorns, still sharper
The stem, still longer
Remember the flower's still there
Waiting

Oh woe is irony!
But the petals are bare
Gone is their finery
Arrived is their coldness
Arrived is my sadness

How can such lush leaves unfold
Yielding beauty and terror, entwined, behold

# Posté le mercredi 05 septembre 2007 14:40

Modifié le dimanche 09 septembre 2007 01:58