Members Mat O'D Posted December 3, 2007 Members Share Posted December 3, 2007 Hey I feel like posting something completely different just now so I'll post my 26 piece poetry set for you guys too look over. I know this is more of a songwriting forum than a poetry forum but thought maybe you could give feedback etc anyway. I imagine this all as spoken poetry with backing music to add more atmosphere and life to the set OK thanks(I know it's quite a read but thanks:thu:) The Cosmic Journey (Electrifying Storm) Electrifying Storm, oceans and a breezeStormy Winter, chased scenes coverd in greenSomething out their tomorrowI seen scenes better than the've ever been Something ain't quite rightThere's something derangedListing to her head at nightElectrifying scene chased downElectrifying sceenScream!Electrifying StormWith the oceans coverd in green As water poured downFrom my window frameAin't right what I seenI' am coming out now take my handInto the promised landElectrifying Storm all the oceansWhat a breeze 2) (Electric Scene) I've got an Electric SceneYou felt that too didn't you?Chase dreams and unknown shadowsThrough black cracksAll those unhappy hoursWanting a watchful God to happen It's all true, so trueYet blue healing to themWatching an unknown hogA blaze of an out stormPromise of another norm I loved being here tonightI thought they all knewAs she sat crying in the basementWeeping an Electric Sceen 3) (Shaken Or Awaken) Shaken vials and Summer breezeUnheard cooth youth and dirty deedsTalk to me your such a pretty oneShaken Or AwakenChoose days and pick memoriesFrom your life time of dreams and uneaseChoose in your mindAll the promises of yesterdayThe first thing seems to comeTo memoryTodays Devinne unmemored charmGood to be aliveIt's what you be Vast unquieted sandy stormsIn a cool undue presenceWe were laughing together in high tideUnorm to us placesWere smug all snugWrapped like cling filled cotton wool Music comes to mindIt's meditation relaxation they wantChoices in the daytimeNighttime crooning to the moonBeside an ancient lakeInside the enchantment of an ancient forestEnter with me be my hot dreamSomeone come with usCome join usEverything is split into dimensionsYet at one it dances 4) (Newborn Assignment) Gently they awaken in a soul colored breezeA newborn comes into this worldJust as quickly as the Gods did take oneThe souls of the deceased now the newbornMassive eternal recycle going onGently into the newborn bodyOnce were spirit guideAre Now our newborn Gently they stir, giving a gentle cryWith newborn once deceased amazementAs they give a fresh sighThe newborn souls remember how they once livedBewildering in achievement and amazement The ghost god now a far off forgottenMessiah did send themCalled upon the soulsOnce again to awake in the EarthGhost god appointed them to once againA Newborn Assignment They called on you to preyNow will call on you to be re-bornSummer breeze just like Autumn windsThe messiah appoints a Newborn Assignment 5) (Keys To The Kingdom) Are you aware you are alive?Have you been born yet?Do you know our kingdom exists? Have you been offered a place?Are you wandering hopelessly in endless night?Have you a wonder what it would feel like?To be offered something moreTo be able to unlock that doorAre you alive, have you been offered salvation?In the Keys To The Kingdom 6) (Patriots And Places) Patriots going to but far out placesNative American, fair red skin IndianBuilding Tepee yet placesTo live and talkPrey to their godsA simple yet effective worship Unchained, burned out fair ShamanNative American free yet killedBeaten rapped and burned outFor their land the home of the freeYou had no chanceOr did you? 7) (Native American, Oh Tribesman) Native American killed for their presenceSpirits come with us, come join usIgnore a mind that can't lead you to usNative American, Oh Tribsemen One who lived life free on their ownOne who showed us free mind and spiritFell unfortunetly like burned out paperTheir the ones who showed usTheir not unkind ones Would you die for meTribesmen he did for youYou had no chance Native AmericanOr did you?Native American, Oh Tribesmen 8) (In Dream) In Dream they do watchFar out lands mystical placesLike unsleeping motoristUntrue and unreal But they believe itGirls stripped naked and bitCheep beer and cigarettes 9) (Fair-trade Party Days) Music to dance too I loved those timeSuch a long time agoResetting in my headMemories not deadUnreal metalheadsPolished and unsaviored There's liquid nights and roomsL.S.D and hallucinogenicsD.J's awake for many daysTeach the people through musicAnd trances Gangs of girls and herds of boysHunting with their sex driveWhich takes us Rapping with feather broom handles I knowMuddy shoesUnderage rapped sexWild poetry and dancingTorn shirts and mini skirtsMessed up once blowing in the breeze14 year old raped girls hairInnocent not fair 10) (Hotel Room) Walking down the beach in the SunYeah you know the oneSimple breeze and complex mindsOne Summer night in a Hotel RoomHaley and HazelWhisper "good Time" 11) (Undue Sex Drive) He watches the girls as they undressThe boys take homage knowing this factLike a bridesmaid waiting for the bunch of flowersA pimp with hoersThe guy who buys the timeIn a hotel room, although already married Sometimes their friendsThis one prefers knew strangersStops word of the mouthTruths coming out Whipped they get scarsIt's such an adolescence sceenWhips and chainsBuckles and beltsOnly for the 21 and ages over Teenage stoned death girlsPlaying sick games with drunken hippiesPlaying sick games with their sex driveEating out sucking a limbOrgasms last till tomorrow 12) (S And M) (Whips And A Chain) The bed was warm and seductiveNo problem with a hooker during this moonS And M Whips And A Chain He whips her as she screams In pleasure and pain With a sick look on his faceMaybe planning a murderGot his own religionS And M Whips And A Chain 13) (Death And Dimensions) Death And DimensionsTheir such a beautiful mixLike a fiddler playingWith walking sticks Awake she lay in her bedVoices of deceased souls in her headShe's alone yet surrounded by everyoneYoung drunken sailorsOld age warrior knightsHer ex girls best friendAnd led to believe it was all them Who stole fire from their ThunderRoared at the GodsLeft in bewildering amazementOf the yellow colored land T.V dinners and drunken fightsCosmic movie spells end of our livesSpells disaster to the uneducated onesHeaven and Eden spelt to the religious onesDeath is a mystery we know that's rightDifferent dimensions they don't give up a fight Given entry and pointed to the exitThe old man by his grave 14) (Season Time) Thoughts are like timeThey age like fine WineSeasons do blowSpring through SummerInto Winter time Yellow Spring bunnyOrange colored rib boned SnowSun always shinesCalm and calculatedAll through Season Time 15) (White Light) Waiting with a watchful eyeNighttime sky and blooming seasonsUncharted unrequited uncool youthGuys, garages and backyard fencesIt's the warning time Circus galore, watchful eyeIt's the 3rd eye which does seeThe White Light 3D visions after death3D T.VSeemingly shown without just causeOr reasonIt's the watchful physic eyeTimes not like a clockGuns and garagesSaid without reason 17) (Sanctuary) Back in the dayIt was much easier way back whenPraying to a God or your found outHung from gallows and not called a sinHead chopped off into a tin Sanctuary it's like a gentle breezeWelcoming them inBlack plague diseaseMan banging on your doorHumped, jumped and made too sufferCrucifix and crossesMessiah hoping he can save them Four gentle ways to sleep and travelUnwind and unravelIn a pretty SunGiving gracious living one It's a knowing crimeTo copy down to paperNo excitement in music now 18) (Lost Virginity) It was a cool handAs her {censored} gripped himSomeone said "Someones lean"A hard one in her lapA sly smile on his face"I can't go chasing shadows"She said to him "Today's the day""Boy are you playing"She said"Lighter honey" {censored} met hard oneAs they both screamed 19) (True Death) They are waiting for HeavenWanting for deathTo take them once againInto the great Garden Unlock the gateWere coming throughUnknown yet True Death 20) (Gently Pushing Tomorrow) Why are we always searching our minds?Always venturing void in our heads?Always aimlessly hopelessly wandering about?Nothing their to be resolved It's our futureA brighter newer tomorrowWe should all be searching for We look forward to our daysFresh like an Ocean breezeThe Summer and SpringA new baby life being bornImpossible to forget our tomorrow In the basementHer father beats her with a beltAs she starts to bleed12 years old and the come of ageHer period in a dry placeNature has taken it's courseGently Pushing Tomorrow (I've got more to this but will post tomorrow as to long to post k) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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