PostPoems

Essence

feeds@yuku.com (arandomguy) — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 20:44:21 GMT

I know this is not a masterpiece. Just random ideas I wrote after some recent experiences... Months ago I broke up with my girlfriend, whom I really loved. Just recently I fell in love with a friend... She seemed interested too. But now she just doesn't seem to care for me anymore... Don't know what happened.

Essence

It's that weird feeling all over again
Heart's sank
My soul feels empty
Nothing can appease it

A drop at a time, my...

Look Grid, I can fly.

feeds@yuku.com (martin shaw) — Sat, 31 Oct 2009 12:00:49 GMT

Gliders

That was a bomb sir; it's made a great big gaping wound in your head. Look! I can see a football pitch, and a gaggle of geese that honk at me. Hmm; ah yes! I can also see another massive hole inside there, where wood boring insects are trying to escape the violent lashing of one of your severed neurons. Gosh! It's like a broken air hose on a generator. Oop's a daisy! There goes an exoskeleton shell. Oh no! And now the hose is whipping at the insects...

Welcome Home

feeds@yuku.com (Sir Jason of Poetshire) — Thu, 29 Oct 2009 20:02:08 GMT

Let's move back in and clean this place up...

Let me know your ideas and what you want to do.

losing myself without you

feeds@yuku.com (laundryroom) — Wed, 28 Oct 2009 17:47:34 GMT

my mind wont leave me alone.... so i drown out the pain with liquid sorrow....it hurts so much when im sober.... it wont even leave me alone when im sleeping.... its a nightmare when im awake and a nightmare when im asleep....i wake up and feel upset that im awake and because of that bad dream.... who will understand who will know my pain.... the only person that i want to know doesnt want anything to do with my name....he thinks its a joke he thinks i cant handle hard times but what he...

Reasons to make you stay.

feeds@yuku.com (Prathamesh Kadam) — Fri, 18 Sep 2009 07:34:11 GMT

Speaking what I don't mean,
Listening without being keen,
For everything I hear, makes me say,
There a hundred reasons to make you stay.

I didn't believe in angels until I found you,
Experienced the feeling of which I had no clue,
Reminiscing the happiness of that day,
It's another reason to make you stay.

I don't wanna wake up to find you gone,
Cuz I wanna hold your hand and walk along,
I would always...

my happy little poem

feeds@yuku.com (kieser1914) — Mon, 14 Sep 2009 00:50:43 GMT
people say somethings wrong with me When i tell them F+%k you and smile with glee
the fact im not happy is plain and simple to see like your face in the daylight and how much it hororfies me
why dont i smile on a bright sunny day? cause the heat is annoying what else can i say..
"but life is such a beautiful thing" they say. sure if you ignore all the crap at the end of the day
ignor it leave it and let it build up like a dam full of water...

Psyche & Cipher (Matter & Demeanor)

feeds@yuku.com (enuminous) — Tue, 08 Sep 2009 21:40:50 GMT

Psyche & Cipher (Matter & Demeanor)

Where are the extremes of man?
Where in the combinations of souls
our manifold attributes
do we find measure
of our limits?

Trying to predict accurately
our ultimate boundaries
is an act transcendent of art
Approaching complete knowledge
one-self as a species of one.

Intricate tug and pull
the...

Haiku poems at a green day show

feeds@yuku.com (JasonMatthews) — Thu, 13 Aug 2009 11:18:09 GMT
Came across this randomly... pretty bad. LOL

http://blogs.msg.com/themonitor/2009/07/31/green-day-fans-wax-poetic-no-really-watch-the-fancam/

what romance feels lyk

feeds@yuku.com (rea121) — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 18:00:27 GMT
desires within me are feeling the lust but i try to hold back cause i know that i must in this situation i must take a chance cause love without pain is no real romance forces within in are feeling the need but i can not give in because thats just my greed my brain says different but what my heart wants is the truth without lies that which was taught the pounding, the thumping, of my heart thats inside my partner feels the same there is nothing to hide as our bodies dance together their dance...

reason

feeds@yuku.com (capydarian) — Sun, 05 Jul 2009 23:54:04 GMT
At the end of a barrel, at the tip of a sword, holds the meaning to our end and the future I look for. In a time in which falling deep into glass, the shadows fall past the first to the last. So all I do is pray, as I swallow and sway. I cant find the meaning to the start of the day. "why are we all here" is what they always say, but why do they all want to stay. I don't know and I cant see past the mist that surrounds me, I choke upon the air like its smoke from a foundry. Im...

Resolve

feeds@yuku.com (NiCK) — Tue, 23 Jun 2009 03:10:06 GMT
I think it's time to understand,
take on the responsibilities at hand
We cant be dependent forever,
we have to grab on the lever
and start to pull it down..

I think it's time for maturity
before we get devoured by insanity
Time to act and stop thinkin'
or else we'll start sinkin'
and forever will be drowned..

Wasted time that led to damnation,
all we need is a little bit of recollection
We don't need...

My Own Despair...

feeds@yuku.com (FantasyBrawler) — Sun, 10 May 2009 09:57:01 GMT

My Own Despair...
My life is nothing new or old.
I feel no warmth, and am so cold.
I search all day for a beam of light.
But I´m alone in endless night.
In the distance i hear this sound.
I´ve looked so far yet haven´t found
Anything except for me.
And all the things that I could be.
I finally decide that today is the day
To leave this place and go a stray.
I stand up fast and begin to run.
So I can leave this...

You Walk By

feeds@yuku.com (sohurt89) — Thu, 07 May 2009 05:22:43 GMT
You walk by like you don´t care But in the end I know you do You sit there and flirt with me But when I stare into your eyes you look away How could you walk by like you just don´t care Why don´t you just throw my heart in the air Shoot it down, stomp on it,crush it Because its in your hands now Untrusted It hurts so much cause I´m in love But your not so my heart is now broken And my lust for you is so open My Dreams of you is not open to you Still wish I could be open with you When I´m not...

Motion Sickness lays wrought across the rails

feeds@yuku.com (whazzinaname) — Wed, 06 May 2009 13:55:02 GMT
Motion Sickness lays wrought across the rails
Finest hour of the mighty dollar
Frozen wastes inexorably wake
Details

Little moments

Harvest floods across the earth
Darkening light of age reason one
Coconuts floating recedes sink or swim
Often with time
Dearth

A man-eating tiger or a tiger-eating man?

feeds@yuku.com (iverhyck) — Sun, 08 Mar 2009 09:03:02 GMT
- I have seen! I have seen!
- Oh! I believe it's something.
- Again you're laughing at me!
Look here…
____________- Stop and drink your tea.
- Listen to me! A minute ago I saw…
- A flying ostrich. Drink and say no more.
- I didn't see an ostrich, Dad…
- And you haven't drunk your tea yet.
- Later! I drank two or three cups at school,
And on my way home after the swimming-pool…
- You saw…
__________-...

When Mercury Spills

feeds@yuku.com (Catie) — Fri, 27 Feb 2009 10:21:29 GMT
When mercury spills on my tear stained face
and all that's left is a rancid taste,
I decline to speak, but it matters less
than any old woman of yesterday or today.

When mercury spills onto my breasts,
lumps in motion contrive a demeaning narrative,
an assent unto nothingness, darker than the rest
of all my days and nights comparative.

When mercury spills into my veins
darkness is the blanket that covers a cold...

not meant

feeds@yuku.com (bulletrymes) — Sat, 14 Feb 2009 04:48:54 GMT

I gotta do what's right, your not meant for this life of mine

I regret letting you go, I wish you were here for me to hold

But I fear The pain will leave your heart sore

So I'm letting you free to soar, like a bird in the sky

No pressure on your life, So take flight

If could change my past I would throw it away...

Snow White

feeds@yuku.com (Nighthowl) — Wed, 04 Feb 2009 17:48:12 GMT
She pursed her lips,
which then did kiss
the air
like hearts
which burts in bliss.

Her eyes went cold
like spheres of ice,
bright green, and bold
were spent, and sold

She slipped away,
body crooked
like an old rocking chair
which failed to survive
lifes wear and tear.

Her skin glowed white
unlike yester-night
whence it
did not
shine half so bright.

A complexion so great,
...

The American way

feeds@yuku.com (Rjohnson) — Sat, 31 Jan 2009 08:28:51 GMT
People try to tell me how to talk and it's damn irritating.
They cram political correctness down my throat and it's aggravating.
Even preachers are getting politically correct when they preach.
I guess people have forgot that we have freedom of speech.
I'll talk the way I want because that's supposed to be the American way.
I know for a fact that the world has seen better days.
I don't say Native American or African American; I say Indian and...

Turn $6 Into Thousands, As Seen On Oprah

feeds@yuku.com (ladamien6708) — Fri, 30 Jan 2009 06:41:26 GMT
Turn $6 Into Thousands, As Seen On Oprah