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Are there any poets or lyric writers here?

I do some now and again, and I thought this could be a place where we could share our writings.

I'll start, regardless...

Going Through the Motions
-MR

Alarm clock, sunshine, birds sing outside,
Breakfast has no taste, and at the milk you stare.
You're going through the motions,
And no one seems to care.

Bus driver, dirty seat, cloudy skies above.
Where the bus goes, you don't know where.
You're going through the motions,
And no one seems to care.

Look down the street, fourty thousand faces
all look happy, busy, no despair.
You're going through the motions,
And no one seems to care.

Another day gone, not one look,
You even tidied up your hair.
You're going through the motions,
And no one seems to care

Lying now, on a bed, thinking,
This world JUST WONT BE FAIR.
You're going through the motions,
And no one seems to care.

Listen now, dont think or speak,
I am proud of you, you perservere.
For going through the motions,
I love you for that, my dear.

wow i get that

now im going through the motions, and no one seems to care

Good Job +rep

You know what's a good place to post writing? The Writer's Guild section of the forum. :p

Indeed it is. But since this is My Forum, we're going to do it my way, and I say it stays. :D

Anyway, I did post this in a poetry thread a while back in the Writer's Guild. But since that thread died, I'll post it here too. I wrote this when I was in a rut.

Or Either
________

Climbing up a ladder
with no end
and no beginning.
Floating down a river
with no paddle
and no shore.
Speckled with the scars
earned at the crossroads
of life's travels;
my trophies of the pains
I never knew
I would endure.
And through the sadness,
through the pain,
I struggle with a question.
Is life worthwhile
for the trip,
or for the destination?
.
.
.
Or Either?

I like your poetry...
I write some myself too... I'll post a couple later (when I'm back home)

here's one of mine

"Flying"

It's not that she was miserable,
or dreary everyday,
She did agree with life,
and yearned for it to stay,
yet all she really wanted was
to fly away.

In life she held the principals
the virtues of the day
she followed all directions,
and seldom did delay
but all she really wanted
was to fly away.

Away from all the troubles
That live around the block
Away from the door of time
And fears that seemed to knock
It's not as if she feared another day
But all she really wanted
was to fly away.

Away from "I'm not good enough"
Away from "something more"
Away from "Can you help me,”
and an ever whispering roar,
Away from all the requests, she felt she must obey
Yes, all she really wanted
was to fly away.

To leave an open window
And open wide her wings
To stretch them to forever
And see what yonder brings
To see the stars in all their bright array
Indeed all she truly wanted
was to fly away.

To soar with the birds
And dive through the clouds
to feel silence and solace
above all the crowds
to feel the sun's life-giving, golden ray
To feel the beauty,
to simply fly away.

It was her soul's desire,
to be herself one day,
to be her only master
to do things her way
she needed her own person
to discover who she was
to have herself come first
away from all else, above
above all the confusion
above the rattles of the day
what she needed most
was to fly away.

No one understood,
or thought of what SHE had to say
until they looked around
and found she had flown away.

She flew where ere the wind took her,
Where she hoped she could find peace
She flew where she felt happy
Where she could find release
She never knew that she could feel this way
Until the day
She stretched her wings
and flew away.

Crystal Shatter

Leave me alone, I wish for solitude
Don’t come in, my space is not yours
I won’t let you near and you won’t want
Let me scream and make the CRYSTAL SHATTER

I had a bad day, it doesn’t matter
Caused by a flood, not of your concern
We’ll clash one day, you know it is true
Just let me scream and make the CRYSTAL SHATTER

It sparkles so bright
With the sun creeping in
The beauty is unbelievable

I want to SCREAM, I want to cry, I want to have Time
Let me scream and make the CRYSTAL shatter.

~Alexis MM McGeahy
9 Oct 2003

I applaud for your poems Kitana and J-S

Er...

Interesting development. I submitted a poem I wrote for grade 10 english into a poetry contest a while back.

Now I'm up for Poet of the Year. This confuses me. I'm also now published in 3 books.

The only problem is that those cheap skates won't pay for my plane trip to Orlando for the ceremony. Even if I was sure to win I couldn't afford to fly there.

But I'm honored to be nominated. :) I shall share with you the poem. It's about teen suicide.

Dark Eyes
By: Dylan Innes

Nervous silence,
Shaky hands,
Blue Pills,
Dark eyes.

Dry mouth,
Forced swallow,
Uneasy feeling,
Dark eyes.

Mind racing,
Cold sweat,
Spinning room,
Dark eyes.

Pounding head,
Distorted vision,
Numb skin,
Dark eyes.

Heart pounding,
Silent screaming,
Blank stare,
Dark eyes.

yeah, i submitted a poem that I wrote in 9th grade and it is published and I have been offered for that Poetry of the Year thing too...can't afford it though...

good poem

Yeah. That poetry awards things sounds like a huge scam to me. Theym ake money by telling you your poem has been published then relatives buy the poetry books, We're dealing with some evil marketing geniuses here.

Awsome poems everyone... I love all the imagry.

Some of the poetry award things are real-usually the ones sponsered by colleges and universities (I was in a community college anthology of high school students a few times.)
Congoes to everyone, espeially you guys who were in legitamate books! keep em coming!

It Lives, It Waits
-MR, freeverse

Anybody here feel the electricity in the air?
I sense it
Anybody here feel the loneliness within?
I live it
I haven’t got the guts to leave or the determination to stay
Ask yourself ‘what is hell’
I couldn’t see life any other way
Look at the mirror, see your eyes
Does it scare you?
You may never be the same again
Does it faze you?
Hide for now, deal with it later
It can wait
Don’t give in, don’t feed your desires
They can wait
Bury it all in your list of memories
Hear it cry
Convince yourself it’s all over
C’mon…try
Starve the thoughts that once ate YOU up
Challenge the irony
Dig the grave
Cast the stone
Toss it all away
Look in the mirror, now
You’re no longer scared?
Good
You’ve hidden
You didn’t give in
You’re convinced you’ve conquered the pain
So sit back
Ease your worries
Soak up the sun
Don’t get too comfortable, though
Deep within, we all know it’s still there
It lives…
It waits.

Mine:

Everywhere I look,
Butterflies.
Everywhere I smell,
Flowers.
Everywhere I hear,
Music.
Everywhere I dream,
You...
:love:

These are great poems guys...you people are getting some +rep action. :D

I myself havnt written any poetry since those last ones I posted in the writers guild...I havnt had any inspiration to write. :( But I might open up word pad and get the creative juices flowing.

[edit] here are the poems I posted before...read them if you dare....
http://www.gametavern.net/forums/sho...66&postcount=2
http://www.gametavern.net/forums/sho...8&postcount=22
http://www.gametavern.net/forums/sho...4&postcount=33