jiro
07-24-2005, 08:02 AM
Post any poems you've written up to date.

well I've written these two recently.

"The Changes Within the Flow Of Time"
No matter how hard we try to remain the same�we end up changing anyways don�t we?<br>Maybe it�s this flow of time that changes us�not just our physical appearance, but maybe it affects everyone to change as well�Is it possible for us to go back where we were before these so called changes took place? Is change that terrifying? That may be true�but I would like to think change can be good as well as bad� You said you�ve been thinking if the way you were before was a much better person than you are now�It�s strange how you want go back when you are who you are now�truthfully I�ve been thinking the same these past months�I�ve been thinking, maybe it would have been better when I distanced myself from everyone�no one really bothered nor care for me� I know at that time I was alone, but that didn�t seem to bother me that much at that time�So much has changed hasn�t it? I�ve become more open to people I�ve become someone I wasn�t so much, but for some reason people actually notice me� I could tell you�ve also noticed me also haven�t you? That time at that moment when I first spoke to you�I was thinking what if I didn�t say anything to you�do you think we could be where we are now? Time is going so fast it�s scary�everyone seems to be changing; I know I�m changing as well which frightens me so much not knowing if the change I�m going through is for the better�at times I wonder if these changed everyone is going through is really for the better�but truly we can never go back from the way we were before can we? Maybe it�s possible, but it would really hurt�like a wound healing, it will leave scars, unforgotten memories which won�t fade away no matter how hard we try�maybe if I didn�t follow this path I took, maybe than I could have stayed the same�I was quiet, always serious, and I really didn�t care about anyone...but instead of regretting or thinking back we shouldn�t regret nor doubt the paths we�ve taken�if we did than taking it would have been pointless�I suppose turning back now would be pointless wouldn�t it? I suppose all we do is to keep moving forward seeing walking towards the unseen future�

"Passing Moments"
So on, and on...I'm starting to question within this life,
if it is possible for someone to be trully alone,
no matter how hard they try not to be?
People say, within life happiness can be gain.
But is happiness so important that people would do anything to gain it?
So on the days are passing, seasons are changing.
Fading memories are fading.
Friends are changing, disappearing.
It's easy just to walk away, isn't it?
So at the end the only words one can say is, goodbye...
These passing moments, these moments which I keep so dear,
will they fade away even though I hold onto them?
Am I holding onto dreams, that won't come true?
It hurts so much knowing that everything I've come to know, will just fade away.
I guess sometimes things will change, and there will be nothing anyone can do about it...
I've come to experience so much, yet regret so much.

TK
07-24-2005, 08:15 AM
Jiro, don't be silly. We have a whole forum for the posting of poetry!

dudemanbro88
07-25-2005, 09:45 AM
I have one.

Say Goodbye:

Say goodbye to this young man,
happy as he seems.
Say goodbye to this young man,
for you will never see.
How much pain he carries,
when he smiles at you.
Say goodbye to this young man,
for he has said it too.

jiro
07-25-2005, 09:50 AM
I have one.

Say Goodbye:

Say goodbye to this young man,
happy as he seems.
Say goodbye to this young man,
for you will never see.
How much pain he carries,
when he smiles at you.
Say goodbye to this young man,
for he has said it too.
wow, that's nice.

Gaffelmannen
07-29-2005, 09:21 PM
Ooh I have one too:

You can't write poetry
Please fucking stop
Didn't you hear what I said?
Shut the fucking fuck fuck up!

Might have been a 'fuck' too much there but at the end of the day, who the fuck cares.

jiro
07-29-2005, 09:36 PM
Ooh I have one too:

You can't write poetry
Please fucking stop
Didn't you hear what I said?
Shut the fucking fuck fuck up!

Might have been a 'fuck' too much there but at the end of the day, who the fuck cares.
That was the suckiest poem, wait no it can't be put within the poetry category...it can only be put in the trash can where it belongs...now if you have nothing better to say, than don't say any shit making a mockery of yourself...

Gaffelmannen
07-29-2005, 09:38 PM
Hehe, sorry. I just sorta wanted to piss on someone. That being myself.

jiro
08-29-2005, 07:17 PM
I just wrote this a while ago, so I wanted to post it somewhere...


Night of Passionate Love


You can do anything you want with me,
that's what you've said.
Wanting me to hold you.
Even if it's against your will.
Please be gentle to me, a moan echoes
as your eyes are shut tight.
Our bodies meet, so close together
breathing so heavily, a more suppressing moan,
yet so unimaginable to describe.
It doesn't matter, ah, a drop of a passionate red color spills.
if anything is stolen, it's you being supress to widen.
In my arms you held me so tightly, with such a painful expression.
But so passionate at the same moment.
Making something a-new feeling love with our bodies,
Everything, everything, everything...
is a blurr, a feeling of sensation.
More, more, more...
I was caught just by your gesture of pain,
and your dimly sighs.
As you looked up at the ceiling above us.
Slowly I crept up to your breast as I nibble onto them gently,
A feeling of a slight wetness, aswell as a slight pain.
The further more within, tears are dropped.
A passionate color of crimson red,
murmuring sounds of echoing moans fuse.
Suddenly ends with a breathe, and soft kiss.
A deep tone of sigh, a night of passionate love.

Gaffelmannen
08-29-2005, 07:54 PM
Wow... this is actually pretty neat...

jiro
08-29-2005, 08:23 PM
This is a different poem I usually write...but thanks for the compliments