More poetry from Dark As!
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03-09-2008, 11:12 PM,
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More poetry from Dark As!
The sun sets on New York City
Broken rays of day Darkness shines in eyes so pretty Run the fears away The hallway glows by candle lights Shadows on the wall A whispered word on quiet nights Parted lips can call You keep yourself far away Heartbeats in your chest So I hold you close today Forfeit all the rest Darkened city streets Looking for cover You’re just like a gypsy You’re a wandering lover Now there’s no one to cry to No there’s no one to laugh with There’s no one to sing to And you’re all alone Humming bird take flight Starting to hover You’re just like a gypsy You’re a wandering lover The hallway glows by candle lights Shadows on the wall A whispered word on quiet nights Parted lips will call You keep yourself far away Heartbeats in your chest So I hold you close today Forget all the rest Darkened city streets Looking for cover You’re just like a gypsy You’re a wandering lover Now there’s no one to cry to No there’s no one to laugh with There’s no one to sing to And you’re all alone Humming bird take flight Starting to hover You’re just like a gypsy You’re a wandering lover Until you find a wandering love --------------------------------------------------- Let me get that door for you Man, I can’t wait to get back Man, some things just happened Man, I think my visions going black I think we need to turn there Can you find your way from here? Tell me, do you ever feel There’s nothing to be found but fear? Tell me friend Can you see where we’re going Cause all I can see Is where we’ve already been Tell me friend Do you know when we’ll get there Cause all I know is I hope this trip never ends Hear the rumble of the car Over pavement rushing back You and I have come so far Only to find the things that we lack Don’t you think its so true Seekers find the pain they seek And each new joy we can’t find Makes our head strong and makes our hearts weak Tell me friend Can you see where we’re going Cause all I can see Is where we’ve already been Tell me friend Do you know when we’ll get there Cause all I know is I hope this trip never ends ----------------------------------------- I'm really looking for two things: Definate, tangible things you like, and definate, tangible things I can improve.
The soul's condition is learning to fly
Condition grounded, but determined to try Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies Toung-tied and twisted, just an Earth-bound misfit, I |
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03-26-2008, 03:28 AM,
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Undiscourged am I.
----------------- I say to myself, “this life is over, before its even begun” And I sit on the stone below The spire, a mirror in the sun And the rays, how they dance How they dance to and fro And I, And I let it all go And I let it all go I lie by myself, blood against the glass A deep red upon the blue From the escape in my grasp In silence, the day loses hue The last man, oh the last man In the end breathed his last And I, And I release the past And I release the past
The soul's condition is learning to fly
Condition grounded, but determined to try Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies Toung-tied and twisted, just an Earth-bound misfit, I |
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03-26-2008, 01:47 PM,
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I'm not one for reading poetry, but that provided a nice distraction for a couple of minutes =)
Flesh the master of compliment strikes again, I meant I enjoyed reading it
To answer your question, yes. But probably no.
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04-02-2008, 12:59 PM,
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Another nice piece
A Lament this time a bit more down to earth than your other post :applause: Enjoy Bob
I am a free single guy again, but I am still addicted to Elder Scrolls
http://z10.invisionfree.com/Island_of_Ra...hp?act=idx Enjoy the Great taste of Diet Bob, with Zero Calories |
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04-04-2008, 01:18 AM,
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Thanks, Bob =)
These are more lyrics than poetry, inspired by jerry garcia, the rhythm can be a bit odd if you don't get the right mental intonation, but bear with it. Laura was a blazing fury Played as if possessed Her fingers fueled with vengeance Of a woman brought to test She played guitar like a demon Still no one guessed that Her strings were stained with the blood Of a past not laid to rest Laura, she became a legend Guitar became her life But never replaced the burning Of a soul so wrought with strife -------------------------------------------------------- Laura, what happened to you Did you fear the shadows on the stage? Whatever would lead you to Give up the game and disengage? I wonder, why did you fall Did you feel out of place in the sky? Each time I hear your songs I wish I’d told you: you can fly ------------------------------------------------------- She couldn’t ever find the ground Always felt the lack Music couldn’t lift the wings Of an angel doped up on smack/ Of a doped up angel on smack And Laura never played the same Fingers lost their heat Wasn’t something someone did She injected her defeat She’d tried so hard to rise above To begin again But she sold her one way out For that one last hit of heroin -------------------------------------------------------- Laura, what happened to you Did you fear the shadows on the stage? Whatever would lead you to Give up the game and disengage? I wonder, why did you fall Did you feel out of place in the sky? Each time I hear your songs I wish I’d told you: you can fly ------------------------------------------------------- Laura saw what happened to her Knew what she had lost But she couldn’t face the lights Ran deeper in and paid the costs She drifted into history Her flame flickered out The people she used to know They all remembered her no doubt But what they recalled was shining Not this faded husk And Laura, she passed away As dawn passes on to dusk
The soul's condition is learning to fly
Condition grounded, but determined to try Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies Toung-tied and twisted, just an Earth-bound misfit, I |
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04-07-2008, 10:42 PM,
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hey DA, i don't know if ive asked you before, but, as you are frankly a pretty amazing poet/lyricist, would you mind if i developed some of these into songs?
I'd normally write my own, but my moments of lyrical genius are few and far between, whereas yours seem to be ratherfrequent probably not for commercial use, but if they turn out all-right they might see some light at an open-mike night or two Thanks, Edd
An Old Man is sitting on a Bench eating Soup. He is a fool.
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04-07-2008, 11:13 PM,
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So long as I get to hear them, I'm fine with anyone creating their own artistic interps of anything I do, nothing commercial though :yes:
Thanks for the kind words, friend.
The soul's condition is learning to fly
Condition grounded, but determined to try Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies Toung-tied and twisted, just an Earth-bound misfit, I |
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04-09-2008, 08:01 PM,
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XgduiRlSt0c
enjoy, Edd EDIT: im also working on a "proper" original song, which is a bit more upbeat (music wise) but is actually still pretty depressing lyrically
An Old Man is sitting on a Bench eating Soup. He is a fool.
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04-10-2008, 12:30 AM,
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Sounds good mate, but sing with confidance man!
The soul's condition is learning to fly
Condition grounded, but determined to try Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies Toung-tied and twisted, just an Earth-bound misfit, I |
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04-10-2008, 04:29 AM,
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I... really like this one.
I stagger half asleep Only half aware as I drag my feet To the place where shore and ocean meet And I wonder as the sea gulls call Whether I will stand or fall And why I had to make this all So hard They say that only time will tell When the land will fall and the sea will swell But I see the waves and I remember well How the stars shine so long and bright Familiar and every night Under them I think might See you I lost the necklace that you gave me With the silver chain and soft engraving But the only thing there worth saving Was the memory But the trinket couldn’t take that from me When I threw it to the sea I can’t say that I know why I was drawn to the always receding sky I’m afraid it’s ‘cause I didn’t try When I think back to last we spoke I shudder and I start to choke Though now I know something broke I didn’t then I lost the necklace that you gave me With the silver chain and soft engraving But the only thing there worth saving Was the memory But the trinket couldn’t take that from me When I threw it to the sea
The soul's condition is learning to fly
Condition grounded, but determined to try Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies Toung-tied and twisted, just an Earth-bound misfit, I |
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