heartswarm Posted October 12, 2005 Share Posted October 12, 2005 nice poems :) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
alyssa Posted October 12, 2005 Share Posted October 12, 2005 Re: Heres a song about my mum. This is the first showing of a song i never thought i would show to anyone. You people should be honourd. This is the most personal song i have ever written. :cry: That was sad, and beautiful! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
alyssa Posted October 12, 2005 Share Posted October 12, 2005 Oh, and here's a poem that I made... I don't really like it. "Private" I fiddle with my gun as I sit in this Humvee I'm oblivious of what's to come-- I start shaking nervously I hear the noise of helicopters; they shake the ground ahead I think to myself, "will I survive?" as I tighten the helmet over my head I put my goggles on I load my gun but I can't stop thinking about what is to come what am I doing here?-- what am I working to defend? when will this bloodshed stop? and when does my enlistment end...? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
silverion Posted October 12, 2005 Share Posted October 12, 2005 Re: Heres a song about my mum. This is the first showing of a song i never thought i would show to anyone. You people should be honourd. This is the most personal song i have ever written. :cry: That was sad, and beautiful! Why thankyou Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
silverion Posted October 12, 2005 Share Posted October 12, 2005 Re: Heres a song about my mum. This is the first showing of a song i never thought i would show to anyone. You people should be honourd. This is the most personal song i have ever written. :cry: wow, did that actually happen to you? Its a song about my mum... She died in 2004 No truer words will tou find Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gitta Rensolo Posted October 12, 2005 Share Posted October 12, 2005 ^ :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry: your song is really sad silverion.....and it makes you thinking about some things.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
silverion Posted October 12, 2005 Share Posted October 12, 2005 My Prediction I dont know what you guys will make of this. It is a song about terroism. I am sorry if it offends anyone from the east. Terroists are a miniscule minority in todays world. Its a song i wrote in response to what happened back in July I used to say the world was going nuts I used to say that things were getting bad Well people just called me a drama queen And told me i was really going mad But what can they say in todays world? When people blow themselves up all the time What can they say in todays world? When people like me saw the signs. I knew something bad was gonna happen Then 9/11 shoock the world And suddenly everyone was shocked and saddened Knowing they would soon have to rebuild No one seems to hear what i said They just pretend i dont exist No one ever heard what i said They just tick whos first on the list Then eyes turned to the east Bin Ladens home first and most of all An angry enraged and charging beast Who still couldn't bring about a fall So terror will gorge on a feast Continue to kick around the ball And watch those left grieve the deceased Who go to the heavens final call Though terror feels so secure Sure it's got the world in a bind Like a doctor who's just found the cure The world is about to unwind Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gitta Rensolo Posted October 13, 2005 Share Posted October 13, 2005 Here is a poem i wrote a while ago...I wrote it while I was listening to Coldplay-Gravity..... Why is it me who is sitting here alone? Why is it me who has to live on her own? Nobody close by my side, nobody there who gives me love and pride, just sitting here and crying about that song, wondering what did I do wrong? Can't stop crying right now, because my feelings won't allow. The song is going to start again, and no,no I won't complain. I won't turn it off, because it reminds me of things like love. This song shows my real feelings.... I'm always joking and always happy, but now my feelings are expressed deeply. My soul is crying behind a locked door, it still hasn't found what it was looking for. Surely it will stop someday, and then the sad feeling will be away. But for now I just can listen to the song, and think about where I belong! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Li_cold Posted October 13, 2005 Share Posted October 13, 2005 omg...all these poems are very beautiful!!!congrats guys!!!I made some poems myself, but I'm not able to post them in english...would be difficult to translate them and to find the right words in english...so I'm keeping them in portguese... :P Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gitta Rensolo Posted October 14, 2005 Share Posted October 14, 2005 Thanks a lot Li.... :) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Best u Can Posted October 17, 2005 Author Share Posted October 17, 2005 Dissapear squished on a surface curse without a purpose forget for a minute naught, get it the air's a blanket new universe mind make it on space expanded atoms reprimanded you can dissapear it's what you want material vanity eternal gravity is insanity you can dissapear it's what you need closed eyes shut door not the same anymore take off your clothes turn on the fan forget everything sapien lie in a magic bed imagine all the dead dissapear, it's what you need nothing is as peace emptiness was filling time isn't a waste nothing holds you in place _____________________ *edit* adding another one... I might as well. Sitting There yesterday, you saw an old friend was it hope an awkward feeling that you will cope with being alone for another week to press on you are so meek maybe someone will notice you today and have something nice to say maybe while you sit there someone will see that they care maybe if you show your tears maybe if you share your fears maybe while you sit there someone will see that they care all alone in the lunch room you are slowly eating your food moving things you're thinking maybe someone sees your dying and for twelve years you sat there hoping that someone cared something moves you everyday God has a funny way of making you stay live through the day once you're done he'll say this is your home now go out and play Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Best u Can Posted October 17, 2005 Author Share Posted October 17, 2005 the first one was kind of inspired by pink floyd and imagining being a new person. the second one was inspired by a though I have a lot while I sit there alone somewhere and people are walking by. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gitta Rensolo Posted October 18, 2005 Share Posted October 18, 2005 These poems are great Eric!I can really identify with the second one....I have thoughts like that very often too! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Best u Can Posted October 19, 2005 Author Share Posted October 19, 2005 Thanks Julia. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Best u Can Posted October 19, 2005 Author Share Posted October 19, 2005 So... I liked this girl a while back and found out she had a boyfriend... So she and I have always had fun, but lately I guess she's just too busy to be friends with me. ___________________ My Jealosy So here I am, standing in your way and you have nothing to say except "excuse me" "I'm too busy for this" "I have to go and take care of things like bills and homework and diamond rings" "excuse me sir, you're in the way 'the' being mine, the only way" you're in 'the' world, your head speaks the verse 'the' being yours, your own universe the billions are missing their view as being a part of you I wish I was with a girl that noticed she shared the world with even the smallest atom is this too much to fathom? that you are not God? that you will one day rot? that your life is not the hub of this lot or do you control the earth that she revolves by your word or do you have the hold of gravity in your control? or do you tell the flies that in a week they will all die? since when did all this depend on your hapiness since when did it miss when you lost hapiness or did it ask in the sun may I bask? may my light go out tonight? may my rain come down again? no? or does it crumble when you stumble did it crash when you were rash? you wish it did you wish it did does my jealosy matter to you or do you have power to shut me up too? all I want is a girl that notices the world Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Best u Can Posted October 19, 2005 Author Share Posted October 19, 2005 I wrote that last night and I wrote this last night. Two totally different feelings, different poems and different persons. This is a poem, but I'm writing it like a normal paragraph. Do you even know that you're my best friend? What would you think if you knew this? You folded upon me and now I fold upon you. You don't even know what it means to me that you folded upon me, with your eager and kind intentions. Even though you don't know me you can depend on my words. Even though you are not the prettiest, in my world you are a star. The other people's beauty is wounded by their fool choices. So I don't know what you'll think, but now you know that you're my best friend. You're my shining star. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gitta Rensolo Posted October 19, 2005 Share Posted October 19, 2005 GREAT work Eric....I enjoyed the second....your poems are always so true and real...I really like that...keep on writing! :) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Best u Can Posted October 22, 2005 Author Share Posted October 22, 2005 this is graphic, so just ignore it if you think you should. It's not the answer my soul is burned, no, I'm not fine should I live to die or die tonight? it could just be that I am unlucky but life would see that death is for me I would that my skinned corpse should hang like the cows to hang on a meat hook inside a warehouse the body would be there for a long time but fly larvae will know what I taste like and then after organs the meat will fall down and splatter dust, meat and bones around nobody wanted a deadened friend they would see me see my end well, final moment with an ignorant grin watch my form bend with this last sin Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Li_cold Posted October 24, 2005 Share Posted October 24, 2005 good job eric!you poems are pretty good!I loved My Jealosy!so nice!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Corum Posted October 25, 2005 Share Posted October 25, 2005 Ok, here is a little ditty I wrote and posted in the Multimedia forum in the Ode to Deodorant thread. As everyone knows it is one of Coldplays first songs. So if you have been keeping up with the thread you will know what this is about, and if not.. well here it is anyways. Waiting.... by Corum There once was an ode, A song written by Chris. It was limited release, And didn't do piss. Very few have this, And I am not one. But if I were to have it, What good I'd have done! I'd share with the world, This song, oh this ode. For that's how I live, The bootlegger's code Oh how I want you My magical song, Why you elude me And why for so long? Now not well does it bode, For a song or an ode. About something so fresh, That feels cool on your flesh. Oh Chris! Oh Chris! Why couldn't you please? Commercially release, Instead of eternally tease Why this song, Why did you write this? Why not about love, Why not a first kiss? It belongs in the bathroom It goes under your arm It shouldn't be a song Though it works like a charm How long must I wait? How long must I fret? How long will it continue, This continual sweat I just want to kick And I just want to scream I see you in life And I see you in dream Why can't you come to me? Why can't you come near? Why can't you come to me, So that I might hear? I want you, dear ode, I need your sweet sounds. I need your smooth notes, For my limits know bounds. I don't think I can take it, My patience where's thin. Whatever will I do, If my patience can't win? Will I go crazy? Or will I go mad? Will insanity follow, If no song to be had? Oh where are you song, oh where are you ode? There are those who will tell me, and those who have told It's coming, it's coming, it's coming, just wait! How can I? How can I? I think it's just bait. AAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! (Silence, take a few deep breaths...phewwww!!) I know that it's coming For it has been fortold But how long will it take, For my song,..... my ode. (And finishes with Chris at the end of In My Place singing this instead of Oh yeah) Hoooowww Looooooonnnngggggggggggg.................? Cheers! :D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gitta Rensolo Posted October 25, 2005 Share Posted October 25, 2005 Cool Corum.... :cool: here is one I wrote two days ago.... Again this depressive feeling Agaim this fly at the ceiling Does the fly think the same like me maybe it dreams about being a bee! Again this melancholic time Again this bee clueing in lime Does the bee see my ugly shirt Or is it dreaming about being a bird?? Again this sad mood in myself Again this bird sitting in a shelf Does the bird see something else in the sky while it dreams about being a fly??? Does it have all those perceptions, to dream about earning perfection? No,no,no this bird is free as free as I want to be!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Best u Can Posted October 26, 2005 Author Share Posted October 26, 2005 Julia, that is so coldplay. I <3 it I <3 coldplay music, they should use that :D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Best u Can Posted October 26, 2005 Author Share Posted October 26, 2005 This is inspired by something I said a while back... Happenin Each week passes and the same things happen some are born on rich soil some will never escape toil for some hapiness comes naturally for some, one day of it will never be for some joy arrives at the door for some their feet never know a floor some are lucky to be alive some life is lucky it did not die but the meek will inherit the earth and rejoice in their lowly birth let my art inspire your heart let your eyes look to skies the path is lain so forget your pain _____________________ It's an Innocent Mistake who is this with long hair look of a woman so fair i am not obsessed but just for this I promise to a moment partake in an innocent mistake another life would I break to one day make an innocent mistake to love to hate neither the trait that caused you to make an innocent mistake murder, murder but who said it is only inside their head every fleeting pleasure be your treasure love without measure be your treasure the one you hold is yours to mold they're in your control you own their soul Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gitta Rensolo Posted October 26, 2005 Share Posted October 26, 2005 Julia, that is so coldplay. I <3 it I <3 coldplay music, they should use that :D You think it is like Coldplay??? :smug: Didn't Chris wanted to change something in his lyrics??? :P Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gitta Rensolo Posted October 26, 2005 Share Posted October 26, 2005 And Eric your poems are again very good and very TRUE! :) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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