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TEARS


Tears are like the rain

It rains in the sun

It rains in the night

Few may dry in a very short time

Too many flow down the river of life


GM

Not in my backyard

(dooryard open from 9a.m. to 5p.m. Monday- Friday)

This plot of land
groomed for my protection.
Four walled enclave
free from invasion.

Complacent one,
self absorbed,
within hot house glass.
Duck and cover
a thing of the past.
Nuclear family
atomic blast.

You look down upon the lesser with disdain,
handicapped yourself,
you reserve the right to bitch and complain.
This bubble you create
imperfect obtuse,
encroaches on others
familiarity becomes abuse.

No!

Never!

Not in my back yard
boast of impenetrable façade;
as a bulldozer wrecks your fragile ego
with one swift motion
across the whole subdivision.

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Last Edited by a student of Protean thought on 02/02/2013 08:32 PM

lol

ahhh man the talent, the cleverness, the creativity of everyone is worth the 300 Karma spent.

GLPers got it going!

I've enjoyed reading it all.

and its a way for people to interact on a whole new level and share their souls and be in running for a prize.

So its a win/win for everyone :)

Everyone is winners here!

Two just walk away with a bonus :)

The Dog is Dead

The dog is dead and his bowl is gone.
You and me to carry on in isolations breaking dawn.

Mirror mirror broken on the floor.
in a hundred pieces minus twenty-four.

Barefoot and bleeding my reflection is pain.
Have I gone mad or is it just in my brain.

The silence is deafening and the dark so bright
Put on a smile and say the words just right.

Nothing wrong with me I'll be just fine
Insane or genius where is that line?

Today tomorrow and yesterdays past.
I run the race but I'm always last.

Wake me up to put me to sleep.
Dream land dream land ever so deep.

The bowl is gone and the dog is dead.
Go to the beginning to see what I said.

Last Edited by waterman on 02/02/2013 08:22 PM

Welcome to GLP as a registard!

We're glad to have you!

I havent picked any of the Top 10 yet... and I wont until its over...


so good luck!

Last Edited by Dr. Acula on 02/02/2013 08:21 PM

alternative view
degenerates too
mentally ill
troll and shill
come together
join the stew

tard and moran
Bible and Koran
get out of hand
why the hell am I banned?

anonymous poster
topic roaster
a roller coaster
these ads are getting grosser

damn tonight's crowd sure is tough
I've had it with this rhymin' stuff
I love this place, it ain't no bluff
but this GLP jungle is wild and rough

Shades of days etched in memory,
Worn by the bones.
Bathed in sunlight with blinding vision,
A raven flies home.

On the whisper of wings,
Listen while you can.

Lost is a feather, caught in the wind,
Grasping upwards a haze descends,
Dirt falls away as the death rattle moans,
Awareness vanishes, cold as a stone.

Darkness fills within the crevices
Blackening the view,
Tragic wandering rests as
A haunting echo pursues.

Not mine. But your poem reminded me of this song

Part of the reason Avenged Sevenfold is one of my favorite bands today.

Before the story begins, is it such a sin,
For me to take what's mine, until the end of time?
We were more than friends, before the story ends,
And I will take what's mine, create what
God would never design

Our love had been so strong for far too long,
I was weak with fear that
Something would go wrong,
Before the possibilities came true,
I took all possibility from you
Almost laughed myself to tears,
(Hahahaha! )
Conjuring her deepest fears
(Come here you fucking bitch! )

Must have stabbed her fifty fucking times,
I can't believe it,
Ripped her heart out right before her eyes,
Eyes over easy, eat it, eat it, eat it!

Wish she was never this good in bed
Even when she was sleepin'
Now she's just so perfect I've
Never been quite so fucking deep in
It goes on, and on, and on,
I can keep you lookin' young and preserved forever,
With a fountain to spray on your youth whenever

'Cause I really always knew that my little crime
Would be cold that's why I got a heater for your thighs
And I know, I know it's not your time
But bye, bye.
And a word to the wise when the fire dies,
You think it's over but it's just begun
But baby don't cry

You had my heart, at least for the most part
'Cause everybody's gotta die sometime, we fell apart
Let's make a new start
'Cause everybody's gotta die sometime (yeah)
But baby don't cry

Now possibilities I'd never considered,
Are occurring the likes of which I'd never heard,
Now an angry soul comes back from beyond the grave,
To repossess a body with which I'd misbehaved

Smiling right from ear to ear
Almost laughed herself to tears

Must have stabbed him fifty fucking times
I can't believe it
Ripped his heart out right before his eyes
Eyes over easy
Eat it, eat it, eat it

Now that it's done I realize the error of my ways
I must venture back to apologize from somewhere far beyond the grave

I gotta make up for what I've done
'Cause I was all up in a piece of heaven
While you burned in hell, no peace forever

'Cause I really always knew that my little crime
Would be cold that's why I got a heater for your thighs
And I know, I know it's not your time
But bye, bye
And a word to the wise when the fire dies
You think it's over but it's just begun
But baby don't cry

You had my heart, at least for the most part
'Cause everybody's gotta die sometime, we fell apart
Let's make a new start
'Cause everybody's gotta die sometime (yeah)
But baby don't cry

I will suffer for so long
(What will you do, not long enough)
To make it up to you
(I pray to God that you do)
I'll do whatever you want me to do
(Well then I'll grant you a chance)
And if it's not enough
(If it's not enough, If it's not enough)
If it's not enough
(Not enough)
Try again
(Try again)
And again
(And again)
Over and over again

We're coming back, coming back
We'll live forever, live forever
Let's have wedding, have a wedding
Let's start the killing, start the killing

Do you take this man in death for the rest of your un-natural life?
(Yes, I do.)
Do you take this woman in death for the rest of your un-natural life?
(I do)
I now pronounce you...

'Cause I really always knew that my little crime
Would be cold that's why I got a heater for your thighs
And I know, I know it's not your time
But bye, bye
And a word to the wise when the fire dies
You think it's over but it's just begun
Buta baby don't cry

You had my heart, at least for the most part
'Cause everybody's gotta die sometime, we fell apart
Let's make a new start
'Cause everybody's gotta die sometime yeah
But baby don't cry

When the sun paints the sky
And tears touch the ground
Death walks beside you
Reminding . . .

As the ocean slips away
And a day sinks to grey
Betrayal rips to the core
Cautioning . . .

Not the desert blows the vail
And blood stains the sand
Soaking up life wherever
Surreal . . .

ok...I'll try it


My life is like a silver ball
I trip and stumble down the hall
and when I'm to my feet once more
I go sailing to the floor

I wish oh wish that I were small
I wouldn't have so far to fall............

THE BIKER'S CREED

A biker's clothes are denim blue
He'll fuck your wife then fuck up you
Screaming and shouting he'll give you the word
A mean son of a bitch -- or haven't you heard?

Harleys and Triumphs he knows are the best
Three wheelers too; to hell with the rest
His pipes to the sky make the only sound
When he's out on the street terrorizing the town

A party to a biker is nothing light
It lasts for a lifetime, not just a night
Booze, weed, and chicks galore
Go ahead and ball her, she's only a whore

A fist in the gut and a boot in the face
When it comes to rumbling a biker's an ace
His putt underneath him and beer on his breath
Peace to a biker comes when he meets Death

-Packrat
ca. 1965

Eaters of Innocence

Remind me

What is this war for?
To emit and let fall that
Which taints our purity?

On who's authority is it
To choose our fate?

How can anyone truly
Understand disposable souls?

It's hard to phantom
The echo of innocence falling
In the desolated of the desert
Traced in crimson
Fading to black

Sinking into the residue
Of departed destruction,
Lying on the heels of greed
Running away as oil-soaked traces
Fuse into the dust of stench
From carcasses and decay

As hearts break
And tears drop

From the forfeit of innocence
And last breaths exalted

Flying out
On a day of demise
Never to merge
In sublunary pleasures
Again

Remind me

Now what is the for?
What is the point?
Help me make sense of this

My whole being wrenches in disgust
You say a courageous soul has fallen
I say deception of ignorance and
Debauchery of sincerity
Is more of the order

(For the loved ones courage
As their souls escape
The treacherous wasteland
They will remain forever
Carved in our memories
And reverenced by all)

Quaffed Koan


Swallowing mythos
Wallowing
Stoned beneath archaic constitution
Ripped for haunt

Consistent imbiber engulfing thee house of worship
1 at a time
Regularly

Half-witted proposition
Fleecing sand
In my grove
Mantra’s marinade marionettes
Marketing themselves
Menacing
Exploratory countersign
Encouraging conviction

Mesmerizing phantasm

Effervescing suds
Amalgamated drinkables
Capitulating proposals
In perspective
Of
That high
That really fucking drunk spin

Paying my alms
Basing my prayers

That some how I will get home

And sleep it off

When
Bar Zen addles theocracy
Conviction masks the task
Each glass

Buoyancy’s backdrop propping up a master’s plan
Sit when one cannot stand
Drive when one cannot ride
And fall when you have to

There be koans
E’er be minded
Laws
Know em

I want to thank you Doc and all of the other posters here. I haven't written anything in years. You guys with all of your creativity have gotten me inspired and I've been writing again, I would like to share with you the first poem I've written in about 15 years.


Welcome Home

Welcome home
The walls are black
Up on the mantle
Lie souls in a sack

Winds rush through branches
Of trees all dead
The way they move
It puts fear in your head

Welcome home
To the ashes of the past
All of your joy
Can no longer last

All of your love
Is now dead and gone
Memories all fade
The world has moved on

Welcome home
There is nothing here for you
Nowhere to run
Nothing you can do

This is it
You cant go on
The corpse of hope
Lies on your lawn

Welcome home
Take your last breath
Welcome home
I am death

It's not as good as a lot I've seen in this thread, still I'm happy with it and I'm even more happy to find that when I sit down to be creative I'm not staring at a blank screen or sheet of paper till I quit out of frustration.

Once again thank you all.

Thank you for sharing with us your art! :)

Any poem written from the soul is a good poem!

I am glad you found inspiration once again!

Keep writing!

Roses are red, violets are blue.

Obama has made the constitution a big pile of poo.

Falling back into life
It's time to forget all that you know

For time has no reason
Only vacuity of
Forgotten memories
Revised history
Fallen functionality
Missed opportunities

Walking toward our destination
Sliding around the circumference
Of wasted time
None time
Between time
No time
Not enough time
And time that leaves the yearning
For what you want to do

What about the stuff
That time cannot contain
Is that what dreams are made of?

Once in a while missing time is lost
Or found, grabbed, stretched, made

There is so much wasted
But not enough time
So drop the time factor completely
And find pockets of existence to
Submerge into doing
Whatever helps us shed the validity
Of earth boundless
Lost of concept to time
Is the precursor of actually living

Blasting in the background
Sends ripples and quakes
To distraction

Diversions take our focus
To sporadic points of interest

As a wasp abruptly stops
A train of thought in midstream
While the perimeter is broken
Slithering skin is sounding an alarm
To break the thought away
From chaotic rumbles
To the Buddhist awakening
From reptilian mindset resolved
On actions for the lowest
Of animal behavior
Emerging forward
Where lost of conscious intentions
Fall over into the motion
Of ingrained instinctual predictable behavior
Where rationality succumbs
To self delusions
Of who we really are

Time is relative
To nonsense

Living in the absolute
Is soul existing
Refracted in the concept
Of made up time

Falling back into life
It's time to forget all you know

fuck
suck
fuck and suck
fuck fuck and suck suck
suck and fuck
suck suck and fuck fuck
fucking suck
sucking fuck
suck suck fuck
sucking fuck
fuckers suck
sucking fuckers suck
fucking fuckers suck
suck fucking fuckers
suck.

here I sit in this foul vapor
some dumbass used all the paper

Got no time to sit and linger
look out ass here come's my finger

The truth that you seek

Will not be found anywhere

They hide it to well


This is a haiku that fits glp perfectly

I wrote this a very long time ago. I never put it in proper stanzas but oh well... off the top of my head.

Doc;I'm not in it, just helping out.






Empty thoughts enter thy head
Protruding out of heavens dread
Deadly sin’s I now shall think

A toast to pain death screams out loud
It turns around to face the proud

Standing tall and breathing air, the champion feels the chill in deaths stare
a look that burns and bits and tears


why have you come before me the evil now speaks

To restore my wife heart which I know you keep

Release her soul and remove my mind
I shall reap this punishment till the end of time

But fear of death is not in mind, only his love for the beautiful and kind.

Bow before me
I shall grant thy wish and remove the thought you shall not miss
The thought of love and life and bliss

The fallen warrior shall think no more of his love alone on their bedroom floor

C

Last Edited by Chrit on 02/02/2013 09:59 PM

A light inside the rabbit hole
Will hold the dark to shape and mold
Beneath the feet of those who stroll
A shadow be as darkness folds

Into the abyss, the darkness surrounds, from within and all around there is no sound, yet plenty of time to think, it's truly a shame I no longer can drink!

Ahhhhh Thank you Dr. Acula, I've been wanting to do this for long time. You inspired me to write this just now.




I met him at Halloween party
he was Phantom of the Opera
I was Elvira, looking hearty
We instantly clicked and became chummy
Dumped the guy I was dating
because I'm no dummy
Then I contacted hubby to be impressed
He said my contacting him made him blessed
He shared of himself over phone talk
We met again for coffee and a walk
Our first date, he snuck a kiss on the cheek
We fell in love within one week We married 4 months later Always giving thanks to our Creator
We have so much in common…
Our love for the Lord, animals and each other
He was my strength for my dying brother
We now have 3 dogs and 2 cats that sleep with us
Bed is crowded but we don’t fuss
We see the insanity that is in the world
Read the word that is would be done
Doesn't mean we don't own a gun
He is my best friend forever more In sickness and health, We love one another to the core

Why I love my Hubby
I met him at Halloween party
He was Phantom of the Opera
I was Elvira, looking hearty
We instantly clicked and became chummy
Dumped the guy I was dating
because I'm no dummy
Then I contacted hubby to be impressed
He said my contacting him made him blessed
He shared of himself over phone talk
We met again for coffee and a walk
Our first date, he snuck a kiss on the cheek
We fell in love within one week
We married 4 months later
Always giving thanks to our Creator
We have so much in common…
Our love for the Lord, animals and each other
He was my strength for my dying brother
We now have 3 dogs and 2 cats that sleep with us
Bed is crowded but we don’t fuss
We see the insanity that is in the world
Read the word that is would be done
Doesn't mean we don't own a gun
He is my best friend forever more
In sickness and health,
We love one another to the core



Sorry, used different laptop n wasn't signed in.
This is mine (edited.... and why I like memberships, so we can edit our mistakes)

SUNSETS

Susets are a time for two,
The Masters work to share;
With pinks and blues, and purple hues,
His love He does declare.

Alas that I, but mortal be,
Love flows like blood, devoid of clot;
Adrift in time, my only crime,
In love with one, who loves me NOT !

Now shadows lengthen in my heart,
As your sunshine fades away;
Deprived of light, from blue eyes bright,
Warm were your kisses, yesterday !

As Earth from sun will turn away,
Yet golden beams flood each new day;
So waits my love, like His above,
My heart is true, my feet are CLAY !

Eagle

True! I've often wondered how many songs have been "borrowed" from online poetry sites.


Lotsa talented people on GLP!