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Poetry, Artistic or incredibly dull?
| Yashuo |
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Poets.. artists of words? or just a bunch of :sleep: boring people?
Actually I don't care. I'm just curious if there are any poets among us. An attempt to find the 'real' artist! :lol:
Dare to post your poem? (and perhaps a short comment?)
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| Believer503 |
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I've posted these elsewhere before, but I haven't had time to write any new ones hehe.
| QUOTE | -Forgotten Surrender-
For every word we wish we'd said, Our fallen tears, like visible silence untold, Rest envisioned through thoughts remembered. Gone are nights I loved (you) in secret; when romance Outsoared reason, taking me heavenward an exile. Tender follies engrained by dreamer's coquette nail Transcend mine heart to bitter destiny. Even as death our bodies face, for all eternity, None shall know my cries that form reality.
Notice how the left side spells "Forgotten" and the right side spells "Surrender" =P
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| QUOTE | -Clock of Departing Night-
I've uncovered my youthful clock of departing night. To warmed winter minutes promised to tick-tock again. The chirping spring invades cloudless love. Its gardens brimming endless morning, as I say goodbye.
And as I turn towards the winding rainbow road, Pure mourning shines down from widowed sky. Its beams with heart’s rain to guide the way - The journey away from blessed desire
So I march, with time in hand, pressing on, Turning back the hands once more. One by one the memories fade, As leaves do fall from passing trees.
The final stretch, Just one look back. The setting sun On broken hands.
Translation: I'll rarely do this, but here goes. If you'd notice, as the poem goes on, the poetic structures/beauty/sensation (w/e you wanna call it) break down, as do the lengths of the lines. This symbolizes the breaking of the man's sanity, his reason, his life...until the very end when his "time"/life has ended. The gist of this poem is that a man realizes that his time with his beloved is over, and that he must leave her (why he must leave i won't say =P). She is everything to him. It's true love that causes him to leave, hence the "pure mourning". The "journey away from blessed desire" and the path across the rainbow path is representation of the girl. The girl is the treasure, the blessing at the end of the rainbow, and he's walking away from it. "Heart's rain" is symbolism that represents tears and "turning back the hands" means he is reminiscing...He remembers everything until the very end, when he finally loses it. Yet even then, the memories are there...his mind fighting to remember them in vain as his loss of sanity pushes him to forget. When the last memory leaves...there ends his life.
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| QUOTE | -Dream of a Romantic-
Gazing towards the setting sun, sighs of sorrow seep my soul. Figments of my muse in midst of visions by and by… How thy cursive being waltzes on the lakes of old. Our shadows dancing cheek to cheek beneath the moonlit sky. Rhythmic rhymes of raspberry rain so gently kiss thy form As morning hues of star swept fire sweep the rainbow's end. It is here I find celestial hope and heaven's crisp divinity. It is here you reside - in truth, in purity - an angel's den.
In crescent harmony our metronome the ocean glides, Sailing faithfully the mysterious dark side of satin moon. Our symphony has just begun my twinkling swan. And lo! The coming of dawn approaches - hence ends my swoon.
Oh serene dream, mine heart's desire, fare thee well in hope's caress. For as seasons pass, calling out from silent darkness Shall be the beating of mine heart, in tune with thine. Aching with sensual lunacy for the day...you're mine.
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| QUOTE | -Forever Love Thee Best-
As I stare into the falling snow flakes, Images race through my spirit lonely. Has mercy smiled or frowned upon mistake? These mirrors of fate enshroud reality. Viewing venom viled with honey diction Impale my tarnished, forlorn silhouette. Doubt arising from my foolish fiction. Tenacious poundings wed with winged regret. Fallacious light in quantum darkness beams To kiss the weary heart of hope beguiled. To dance perchance to prance in peaceful streams. A slumber tranquil, midst of movement mild. With fallen white I'm covered, self-caressed. No more, no less, forever love thee best.
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| QUOTE | -A Heart Anon-
Leaves gently entangled my brow unfurled.
Tree limbs met with wind sharply turned.
The hollow sky my soul’s direction,
Flying for thy heart’s affection
A gentle smile, a few kind words -
A thousand years shall they stay in my lonely mind,
Paving this youthful road of memories flanked by this heart anon.
We shall remain in childish wonder, the world to ashes,
And make Father Time our fountain of youth.
All for a heart anon I’d seal the Fates.
For a heart anon, I’d seal myself.
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Many of these poems are very personal to me. Like 'Clock of Departing Night' was written when I was the most heartbroken I've ever been. If you want more translations, just ask.
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| Believer503 |
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hehe thanks =). i have tons of hobbies =P. where's some of your work, yanyan =D?
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| qwertyuiop |
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i really don't like poems that much. i don't write good ones so i'm not really that artisitic other than drawing though
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| sleepyanimeboi |
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i've written poems before, some of em i like, some of em i dont... but i think poetry is a great way to express yourself... especially if you cant do anything else like draw or play music.. i always find it a great way of expressing how i feel. it helps, try it :D and poems dont have to rhyme either...
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| kyoichi324 |
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| QUOTE (sleepyanimeboi @ Jul 18 2006, 08:16 AM) | | i've written poems before, some of em i like, some of em i dont... but i think poetry is a great way to express yourself... especially if you cant do anything else like draw or play music.. i always find it a great way of expressing how i feel. it helps, try it :D and poems dont have to rhyme either... |
Ya I agree with u...sleepyanimeboi...that poem could express what you want to say...
but me really cant write poems....
sleepyanimeboi...is great that you know to write a poems....
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| sleepyanimeboi |
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| QUOTE | Ya I agree with u...sleepyanimeboi...that poem could express what you want to say...
but me really cant write poems....
sleepyanimeboi...is great that you know to write a poems.... |
heh heh heh i don't write poems much :D but i think poetry should be how you feel. it doesnt matter if someone else likes it or not... it just depends on how you think you did, whether its good or bad. i believe that poetry revolves around the person who wrote it,, not the people who are reading it or listening to it
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| QUOTE (sleepyanimeboi @ Jul 19 2006, 11:36 AM) | | QUOTE | Ya I agree with u...sleepyanimeboi...that poem could express what you want to say...
but me really cant write poems....
sleepyanimeboi...is great that you know to write a poems.... |
heh heh heh i don't write poems much :D but i think poetry should be how you feel. it doesnt matter if someone else likes it or not... it just depends on how you think you did, whether its good or bad. i believe that poetry revolves around the person who wrote it,, not the people who are reading it or listening to it
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that is quite true...everything got to depend on that person reading it.....
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| xmz |
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| QUOTE (sleepyanimeboi @ Jul 18 2006, 07:36 PM) | | QUOTE | Ya I agree with u...sleepyanimeboi...that poem could express what you want to say...
but me really cant write poems....
sleepyanimeboi...is great that you know to write a poems.... |
heh heh heh i don't write poems much :D but i think poetry should be how you feel. it doesnt matter if someone else likes it or not... it just depends on how you think you did, whether its good or bad. i believe that poetry revolves around the person who wrote it,, not the people who are reading it or listening to it
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i totally agree with it. i think it is also very important that the person for who you wrote it will understand your feelings and thus understand your poems.
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