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Discussion in 'Chit Chat' started by Thomas Laszlo, Feb 9, 2017.

  1. Thomas Laszlo

    Thomas Laszlo Sage

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    Well... if ya got it, we wanna see it! XD poetry of any kind XD I'll start


    "Friends"
    I keep staring at my shelf
    Books on it like that elf
    I read and wonder, what else
    Would've come of me
    If I was by myself. --Thomas Laszlo


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  2. Here's some from my Portfolio.

    I fly through the fissured foundations of the formidable, fluctuating fire with fluent, flowing finesse.
    My fleeting, fragile feathers are a fair fusion of fabulous freedom and fathomless feelings, a flash of flight.
    The fidelity is fleeting, fading into forbearance: a familiar farewell.

    The radiant suns shone
    Twin painfully bright white orbs
    Blazing with yellow and golden light
    Through a transcendent, ephemeral sea
    Of wispy, misty, pale clouds
    Like the rippling water of a secret lake
    The iridescent veil of wondrous colours
    Undulate through the last fiery, flaming rays
    The blue-grey shadow of rain still clings opaquely
    To the vast abyss of the opening sky

    Airy voices echoing on the ethereal dawn
    Ominous haunting in the umbrageous dusk
    Atramentous shadows dancing through the wraith twilight
    Ghostly wisps drifting on a deathly enchantment in the melodious night
    Spectral sprites flowing through the howling storm
    Soulful ethereal light singing the symphony of the silent sky
    Pure essence of heart and spirit wandering along the mystical mystery of life
    The rhapsodic melody of soul music flowed wave by wave, pure love through every ripple and undulation, harmonizing our song together

    Wind whispers weirdly
    With secrets blown away
    Until they creep inwards
    Sneaking backwards again
    Wavering silently, hiding

    Rain pools quietly
    Echoing into infinity
    Breathing droplets of water
    Into breath of life
    Echoing into nowhere
    Forever

    Humming bees fill the air
    Delicately alighting on each fragile flower
    Bundles of busy being and tiny thunder
    Transforming thin nectar to sticky honey
    Tasting of warm sunlight and flower fragrance
    Sweetness alike ripe fruit and berries mixed with
    All the wonders of nature and rich earth

    Sunlight smiles, streaming
    Into trees, into flowers, into earth
    Moonlight shimmers, streaming
    Into leaves, into plants, into water
    The world transforms into
    Golden light
    Silver light
    Illuminating all life through love
    As the water slips
    Out of the pool
    Droplets cling like diamonds
    Thin streams glistening
    Tiny pearls within a sea of earth
    Sunlight casts a spell
    Revealing the whole cosmos
    Transforming, diving
    Until all is essence
    Dancing rivers of light glow
    Metamorphosing clean water
    To pure, gentle light
    Playing the game of life
    Deep within
    The abyssal
     
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  3. Thomas Laszlo

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    That was beautiful [emoji4][emoji28][emoji736]


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  4. ^Really? I often wonder if my poetry is any good. Thank you! :)
     
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  5. Alyssa

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    Really, really dark, gloomy poetry... I should become an emo...

    Wish upon a fallen star, glue your shattered dreams,
    Do not touch, do not mar, bottle the sun’s bright beams.
    Made of glass, let sunlight fill, flood, burn, away all within,
    Tear out your tell tale heart, crush and cure it of its din.

    Steel, the coins from your own eyes, to the wishing well,
    Flutt’ring heart, flying on sighs, tread the paving stones of hell.
    Road smooth and warm, bleed on the nails inside your sole,
    Everyday torn apart, two half wishes won’t make you whole.

    Night, all alone, walls, like sound and light, are gone,
    Look up, look up, celestial halls, so dark where sun once shone.
    Look down, look down, heart falls, no stars unwished upon.
     
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  6. ^Very nice! :cool:
     
  7. I'm writing love poems for Valentines Day :D :p
     
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  8. Thomas Laszlo

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    I'd love to see them if ya got em XD


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  9. This isn't one of the love poems, I need to edit those...but here's this.

    Hollow

    blood on the floor where I have lain
    for so many broken days
    silence settled heavy round me
    nothing in my chest to cry
    There you find me, crushed like glass
    my pieces scattered round me
    dust has gathered on my lips
    for there is pain one cannot scream
    You trace my face, its smooth outline,
    I smile sadly, if I could feel
    I'm already broken, already gone
    My heartbeat the sound of an empty chair rocking
    My gaps too far to bridge
    I'm already hollow, already empty
    My hollows filled with echoed space
    But still.
    Still I smile.

    I really don't know what to think of how I ended it.
     
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  10. Thomas Laszlo

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    I like it, it's dark, it's meaningful most of all, I really enjoyed reading that this morning:)


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  11. Insolent Lad

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    The Centaur

    The centaur of Greek legend
    is an improbable beast,
    or man, if you prefer —
    half of him at least.
    Take care if you invite him
    to your wedding feast;
    it’s possible you’ll find
    you have no need for that priest.

    Be sure he checks his bow
    before he goes inside,
    for he may wish to bridle
    your intended bride!
    She’ll contemplate his arrows,
    then grow dissatisfied —
    onto his back she’ll climb
    and away she’ll ride!

    Half of him is human,
    half of him is horse;
    neither one is likely
    to ever feel remorse.
    Nor the blushing bride
    he did not need to force,
    for you were only a man —
    a centaur is more, of course!

    Stephen Brooke ©2017
     
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  12. Alyssa

    Alyssa Troubadour

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    Oh god... I have a dirty mind... especially with that last verse.
    But absolutely hilarious


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  13. Thomas Laszlo

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    Love it!!


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  14. Thomas Laszlo

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    So I've decided to start writing my daily journal in verse because I hate journaling but love writing poems... I think it'll be a fun experience!


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  15. Cool idea!
     
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    I'm excited!


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    I sift the sands and shift my weight
    Selectively altering the delicate terrain.
     
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