Practising Troublemaker's Poetry...
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girlunafraid
Banned
Well I'm all out of crackers (despite some being displayed here), so this debate will have to be upstanding without me (for now)!
Goodnight all
love
Grim
P.s. PT I think we've managed to gain enough material tonight between us all to fuel a few more poems eh?
Goodnight all
love
Grim
P.s. PT I think we've managed to gain enough material tonight between us all to fuel a few more poems eh?
girlunafraid
Banned
P.p.s. Although we appear to be going to bed together, I am not Kewpie
love
Grim
love
Grim
Practising Troublemaker
Banned
P.s. PT I think we've managed to gain enough material tonight between us all to fuel a few more poems eh?
Indeed we have, I'll have to get my head together tomorrow and write something. Although it shall probably spark more debate, but that can't be helped. Grim, thanks for being one of the good/ sane guys pal.
Love PTxx.
Haha
Good night mate.
Love PT (also off to bed, but I am not Grim or Kewpie) xx.
Practising Troublemaker
Banned
Anyways back we to the poetry side of this thread.
Yes, yes, another about love but I find it easy to write about and it can give of emotions. Hope you enjoy...
Moments
Softly, slowly, you plucked on my heart strings,
Taunting me, twisting me and trying to drag me in,
Before your eyes my life fell flat,
Broken, a void,
Like some incomplete jigsaw of childhood days,
Words you whispered with a kind smile bring,
More than poetry, which means nothing,
I hold out my hand to you,
Across the water, we both felt we knew,
You took it with care, a risk and a task,
We somehow felt this moment was to last,
Beyond the clicking tick tock clock,
Past the days of sunset and rise,
A clockwork orange suspended in the sky,
It would linger along through centuries young,
It would challenge the wars and remain so strong,
Amidst laughter and tears,
We still held the peace,
In our hearts eternally,
This moment set us free.
Love PTxx.
Yes, yes, another about love but I find it easy to write about and it can give of emotions. Hope you enjoy...
Moments
Softly, slowly, you plucked on my heart strings,
Taunting me, twisting me and trying to drag me in,
Before your eyes my life fell flat,
Broken, a void,
Like some incomplete jigsaw of childhood days,
Words you whispered with a kind smile bring,
More than poetry, which means nothing,
I hold out my hand to you,
Across the water, we both felt we knew,
You took it with care, a risk and a task,
We somehow felt this moment was to last,
Beyond the clicking tick tock clock,
Past the days of sunset and rise,
A clockwork orange suspended in the sky,
It would linger along through centuries young,
It would challenge the wars and remain so strong,
Amidst laughter and tears,
We still held the peace,
In our hearts eternally,
This moment set us free.
Love PTxx.
Practising Troublemaker
Banned
I just watched 'My Zinc Bed' and it inspired me...
Murder Wears A Mask
Empty glass stands clean on the shelf,
I went straight for the bottle,
Lips clasped the rim,
As I drank to forget everything,
No notes in the door to say when you were expected back,
And the answer machine was silent,
As the display board hung blank,
I heard the laughter in the background,
Surely it was about anything but me,
However, I felt I was the joke,
For once, possibly,
More torture than a man can consume,
It began to hurt to even look at you,
An inevitable car crash,
With me behind the wheel,
The liquor was flowing,
But meetings could not cure me,
I felt that at a time only you could,
But with no love for my soul,
You left me nowhere to go,
One more drink,
I think,
Then pull the plug on everyone and everything,
And the debate inside of me argued how?
Shooting up way over the limit?
Blocking my airwaves with medication on prescription?
Or to hang like the pathetic c*** I am?
The moon shone high,
Then the ivory doorbell rang,
You had returned,
From an important after show,
My terrible thoughts you would not know
I let you in
I use to fly
I offered you a drink
I use to dance
I slept in the bed with you
My terrible thoughts which you never knew,
For drink torments you,
Drink haunts you,
Drink poisons you,
An then it f***ing kills you
The masked murderer of seduction,
You never know when it shall arrive,
So you kept sipping away,
Smiling beautifully,
But when it arrives,
When it is ‘that day’,
God, it hits you like a f***ing bullet train,
And you contemplate everything and all the pain,
Inflicted upon yourself, and your loved ones,
Those to who you promised,
‘One more and then never again’,
You fake and you joke,
You lie to yourself
AA will not stop me,
I have gone,
Far beyond,
The point of return,
I reach for the vodka bottle,
With guilt which rips me apart,
Once again,
Oh Lord, I’ll never learn
Love PTxx
Murder Wears A Mask
Empty glass stands clean on the shelf,
I went straight for the bottle,
Lips clasped the rim,
As I drank to forget everything,
No notes in the door to say when you were expected back,
And the answer machine was silent,
As the display board hung blank,
I heard the laughter in the background,
Surely it was about anything but me,
However, I felt I was the joke,
For once, possibly,
More torture than a man can consume,
It began to hurt to even look at you,
An inevitable car crash,
With me behind the wheel,
The liquor was flowing,
But meetings could not cure me,
I felt that at a time only you could,
But with no love for my soul,
You left me nowhere to go,
One more drink,
I think,
Then pull the plug on everyone and everything,
And the debate inside of me argued how?
Shooting up way over the limit?
Blocking my airwaves with medication on prescription?
Or to hang like the pathetic c*** I am?
The moon shone high,
Then the ivory doorbell rang,
You had returned,
From an important after show,
My terrible thoughts you would not know
I let you in
I use to fly
I offered you a drink
I use to dance
I slept in the bed with you
My terrible thoughts which you never knew,
For drink torments you,
Drink haunts you,
Drink poisons you,
An then it f***ing kills you
The masked murderer of seduction,
You never know when it shall arrive,
So you kept sipping away,
Smiling beautifully,
But when it arrives,
When it is ‘that day’,
God, it hits you like a f***ing bullet train,
And you contemplate everything and all the pain,
Inflicted upon yourself, and your loved ones,
Those to who you promised,
‘One more and then never again’,
You fake and you joke,
You lie to yourself
AA will not stop me,
I have gone,
Far beyond,
The point of return,
I reach for the vodka bottle,
With guilt which rips me apart,
Once again,
Oh Lord, I’ll never learn
Love PTxx
R
Reelaround
Guest
This is the best thread I ever read for different reasons
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Practising Troublemaker
Banned
A Boy Called Despair
Grey clouds are watching from above,
A lone figure stands beside some lost love,
Picturing their face from two years before,
Lost to oblivion, now beneath the floor
Rain hammers down,
Smashing, splattering, streaming on the cold ground,
Floods in the eyes of the boy called Despair,
As he cries for the girl who is no longer there
You helped me along, guided me in step,
Did your best when I fell,
But now you have to rest,
Time will tell if I shall see you again,
Amidst the clouds and within the rain
And I stand and record every move, every thought,
Of the moment that the dreaded end brought,
A thousand laughs and a million lies,
Burnt to ash, rise to the skies
Her flowing hair now trampled and cold,
Her beating heart crushed with her bones,
Her smile that nobody else knows,
Her time of life must come and go
So as I stand, umbrella in hand,
Watching the scene which was always unplanned,
Tears spill from my eyes,
This boy still loves after she died,
And I take a step back,
My legs falling down,
Resting on the bench near the merry go round,
And cast my head up the skies,
Questioning how and wondering why,
Nobody shall love me even when I die?
I made no friends but I didn’t even try,
So with reluctance I begin to rise,
And turn to look once more over there,
To the boy who I shall name, Despair.
Love PTxx.
Grey clouds are watching from above,
A lone figure stands beside some lost love,
Picturing their face from two years before,
Lost to oblivion, now beneath the floor
Rain hammers down,
Smashing, splattering, streaming on the cold ground,
Floods in the eyes of the boy called Despair,
As he cries for the girl who is no longer there
You helped me along, guided me in step,
Did your best when I fell,
But now you have to rest,
Time will tell if I shall see you again,
Amidst the clouds and within the rain
And I stand and record every move, every thought,
Of the moment that the dreaded end brought,
A thousand laughs and a million lies,
Burnt to ash, rise to the skies
Her flowing hair now trampled and cold,
Her beating heart crushed with her bones,
Her smile that nobody else knows,
Her time of life must come and go
So as I stand, umbrella in hand,
Watching the scene which was always unplanned,
Tears spill from my eyes,
This boy still loves after she died,
And I take a step back,
My legs falling down,
Resting on the bench near the merry go round,
And cast my head up the skies,
Questioning how and wondering why,
Nobody shall love me even when I die?
I made no friends but I didn’t even try,
So with reluctance I begin to rise,
And turn to look once more over there,
To the boy who I shall name, Despair.
Love PTxx.
Practising Troublemaker
Banned
poetry? "real men" don't do poetry
Grr, I am no real man...I am beyond 'real'...I am INCREDIBLE!
"real men" don't support Liverpool!
Love PTxx.
Practising Troublemaker
Banned
Over the green hills comes an early sunrise,
The grass, bitten with frost dazzles in the light,
There is no darkness here,
There is no such thing as fear,
The train smokes into the station,
And my feet leave the platform edge,
Sat upon the velvet seat, gazing out to the snow strewn hedge
Poets have tried to capture this scene,
Words do not do it justice,
Only my eyes and the blissful serenity,
Can really draw tears and just what surrounds me
A lady over the way smiles,
A lady who smiles makes my day,
She is so charming all the while,
Yet I do not even know her name
Birds are singing so silently,
As if not to wake any company,
But who is there to disturb?
Who could possibly silence the birds?
The train pulls out from the station, leaving behind the platform bench,
And in the cold, crisp air I can see my breath,
And for once the whole world seems to rest,
And nobody can change the world or how I feel today,
And I smile once more at the lady over the way
Love PTxx.
The grass, bitten with frost dazzles in the light,
There is no darkness here,
There is no such thing as fear,
The train smokes into the station,
And my feet leave the platform edge,
Sat upon the velvet seat, gazing out to the snow strewn hedge
Poets have tried to capture this scene,
Words do not do it justice,
Only my eyes and the blissful serenity,
Can really draw tears and just what surrounds me
A lady over the way smiles,
A lady who smiles makes my day,
She is so charming all the while,
Yet I do not even know her name
Birds are singing so silently,
As if not to wake any company,
But who is there to disturb?
Who could possibly silence the birds?
The train pulls out from the station, leaving behind the platform bench,
And in the cold, crisp air I can see my breath,
And for once the whole world seems to rest,
And nobody can change the world or how I feel today,
And I smile once more at the lady over the way
Love PTxx.
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