|
Post by Sam on Nov 22, 2006 13:52:19 GMT -6
Ladies from past and future Inquiring minds insessiently Blending thoughts together Emerging, finally, Realizing that through their Actions and by uniting Themselves by demanding Education for all these Dearly emancipated Women not only from the past, but Onwards to the future- Mankind has finally Acknowledged their success and admittedly Noticed the changes that have been made. Sam
|
|
|
Post by DavidMc on Nov 23, 2006 15:46:43 GMT -6
Nice One Sam ;D
|
|
|
Post by anirbas on Dec 8, 2006 23:16:40 GMT -6
how did i miss this one? as a woman i got a big kick out of this acrostic... got more, Sharon?
|
|
|
Post by Sam on Dec 12, 2006 15:01:41 GMT -6
My mom was so special. Over and over I hear her voice in my head Today, as clearly as I heard her thirty years ago. Heaven needed another angel Every day she tells me so and Relies on me now to tell my children.
Sam
|
|
|
Post by Sam on Nov 2, 2007 9:34:28 GMT -6
Some mother's baby Only wants to help Left much too early Defending something he does not understand Ignoring all the negative reports Eager to make peace with the people Ready to come back home
|
|
|
Post by anirbas on Nov 3, 2007 18:57:58 GMT -6
Dear one, Always on my mind Verily embedded in my head Inside my heart Dedicated to you is a shrine...
|
|
|
Post by DavidMc on Nov 4, 2007 2:23:06 GMT -6
Soon my precious one A knock will shake your door But it won't be the one you fear Rather it will be me Insisting you let me in before Night falls And the vampyres start to bite! ;D ;D
|
|
|
Post by brandnewmessiah on Nov 6, 2007 12:33:33 GMT -6
Brandnew Messiah (Scribed in sickness)
Blackness invades the reaches of my mind Rotting with it’s own memories Against a pale canvas tears of blood Now stain all that I see Dawn of a virus pain never subsides No one to cure the pure Evil be damned inside of my hand Wicked is the fallen
Martyr I’m not except to myself Everyone’s water cooler story Sorry for a cliffhanger ending Salvation is unknown Inside it lies amongst the greed Always unattainable Here with me may you find that voice
|
|
|
Post by Sam on Jan 8, 2008 13:39:07 GMT -6
Friends Reaching out to Each and everyone, Everywhere Doing Our own thing as we feel Matters.... (Where is that?) Sam
|
|
|
Post by anirbas on Jan 9, 2008 14:00:55 GMT -6
*ggooooodddd one, Sammyfweend*
Perhaps this place is not for everyone Running with a pen or scissors, in hand Into the oblivion of the mazed and amazed mind Verily, I say unto you, this is a private club... Actions speak as loud, or louder than words... Cause, everyone knows, they just do... Your actions speak decibilic volumes over your words...
|
|
|
Post by anirbas on Apr 27, 2009 23:03:28 GMT -6
~Debilitating
Daunting is this business Enervating to the ninth degree Boisterous? Bodacious? No longer describes me I am kitten weak, ineffectual and listless Longing for an answer to this mystery I feel cursed; I pray for a cure Though strengthless, I fight on Angered spiritually by my helplessness The only fuel, anger-helps keep me going Enough of this leave of absence Daunting is this business!
|
|
|
Post by moseley on Apr 17, 2012 1:52:37 GMT -6
In a moment
hear the little bird sing along with its partners vested in their song enabling us joy
trying to light on the rays of sunlight
down on the tufts of cattail tops
thistles with red hats atop iridescent dragonfly wings shining overhead
may it be like this on any given day resting in my memory everlasting like rain washes whole
|
|
|
Post by darkness0within on Aug 25, 2020 6:30:06 GMT -6
I am the one who waits in the shadows My life has been a long journey of darkness More colourful perhaps long, long ago Ordered in such strict codes of conduct Reserved for those who walk this path Till heaven and hell no longer has a meaning Alone I ever wonder through the winding paths of time Living one life to another through millennium In all that I have seen and done there is a purpose To exist beyond the realms of man it seems You can but dream the nightmare I could extend.
|
|
|
Post by anirbas on Oct 5, 2020 22:30:06 GMT -6
Clap! Clap! Clap! Excellent, my friend. It just is.
|
|
|
Post by darkness0within on Oct 7, 2020 6:43:50 GMT -6
Glad you liked anirbas... Here is another. Rather gloomy one.
Alone amongst the graves of souls long gone, So bleak an outlook to behold, Hope wains upon the winter chill, Enough to seep deep into the bone, Silent and forgotten men and women lie.
Torn asunder were their hopes and dreams, Ornate statues bearing witness to their plight,
Ashen I stand quietly in contemplation, Surveying that desolation all around, Having memories now to me seems a curse, Entwined it seems their darkness with the light, Shown to me the distant ghosts of all their pasts.
Did each live a life without a sin? Untold mysteries that were never shown, Shall truth of each and everyone be known? Towards the light or darkness gone?
Tomorrows now for them are past, One moment that was once a life.
Destroyed upon the makers wish, United in their untold deaths, So what is left to mark their passing? Tombstones with their earthly names.
|
|
|
Post by darkness0within on Oct 9, 2020 6:41:01 GMT -6
My thoughts go back in time, Each thought a snapshot of my past long gone, Moments captured through my life, Ordinary things that still have meaning, Remembered friends and foes now long gone, Intrepid journeys that I have taken, Each defining milestone I have passed, Silent teachings that now define me.
|
|
|
Post by darkness0within on Oct 27, 2020 7:35:06 GMT -6
All people are deemed to be equal, But some are more so it seems, Should those wanting the limelight, Offer themselves to the fray? Long gone glories past as referrals, Untold mysteries that should be reviled, Tomorrows spent dining on ashes, Enveloped within mad men’s dreams.
Powers that will define a nation, Only the few seem to make it that way, Withholding the truth a matter of course, Encapsulating what their future will hold, Right from the start of their tenure.
Clouds gather within each assembly, Organised to simply appeal, Rising the megalomaniacs grip, Reaching out to gather their glory, Upon the winds the changes are coming, Polluting all that it is deemed to be touched, To late the populace realize, Soon an utter darkness descends.
All around now is fear of the future, Beyond the comprehension of most, Sliding downward the spiral of chaos, Once where hope used to hold sway, Long gone the truth just a memory, Untold and left to just die, Time is never that kind to the losers, Events will never make it that way, Leaving the victors the spoils without mercy, You have now read what I have to say.
|
|