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[Sgt. Nuker]

Trip For Fancy's Sake

Sully-handed boys
Ode for canon
Rubber bullet phrases
Hero's dream
painted stark red
A legend lives
and benefactors fade
Twisted boxes
Malignant poxes
Child-proof(ing) prodigy
Title chasing (because)
our inkwell's dry

Offset meaning

Tell a story
Tell a story

Muted narrator's repetoire
swings through humble masses
Everyone faints for stardom

Give a mile
take an inch
Dig a trench
Hands unclench

[Dauth]

I think this is a new type, prehaps an opportunity to start with a new style.

[Wizard]

Quote

These stains I've sown
have painted black souls

Bud you have a genuine gift for this!

When I get some time I plan to make some artwork based on...

Quote

A beggar's truth
will guide you home

if that is ok with you?

Edited by Wizard, 17 November 2007 - 19:20.

[Ellipsis]

It reminds me of what life has in store for me and you.

Nice work Nuker, :smile:.

~Redeemer

Edited by Redeemer, 20 November 2007 - 01:39.

[Sgt. Nuker]

Thank you one and all for your comments. They are greatly appreciated .



Tapestry For Divas

This tiredness is spinning
My hands are tied
To a world just sitting
Waiting for a messiah
Machines are knitting
their gears are grinding
bone to dust
is all I need today

The city is restless
and the forest is dying
People keep tripping
for humanity's limping
Rocks have downed
our leaders before
Now space is poised
to stone Stephen once more

Fresh paint
bloodies new canvas
Line the brick
with fashion paper
Pin our dreams
on airbrushed covers
Inside reality withers
for a thinly-clad extremity

[Dauth]

Hmm, poetry about war, newer more interesting, however very close to an edge that I'll fight.

[Lord Atlantis]

If that poem were to pain an image, what I would see is the very world that we live in. Very nice wording.

[Sgt. Nuker]

Flechette For Breakfast

She watches
from so far away
No the fun never stops
when she's watching
with her eyes closed

Were you fooled
when they told you
she's blind
Trip in broad daylight
and blame it on the moon
(why do we suffer so)

Travel until the road ends
drink to Molotov
when you reach the desert
Our history
is a wobbling carousel
and now I'm struggling
to stay seated on a horse
I wish I couldn't see

[Ellipsis]

Interesting, Nuke. Another one about love, .

Edited by Ellipsis, 05 December 2007 - 01:00.

[Sgt. Nuker]

Painting Black Tears

A sunrise for mortals
bask in thy wondrous glow
For we know not
what lies o'er the horizon

Our sleepy village
guarded by sleeping giants
never to hear the buzz of insects
or feel the rain about to fall

What blackness clouds
the hearts of men
and turns them inward
amongst themselves
Hollow was their love
and hallowed is our ground

Fly away my brave soul
and carry with you
our greatest fear
of waking the ancient giant

Chaos you have caused
and much blood have you spilled
But for those that can not bleed
and those that can not feel
We shed black tears for thee

[Warbz]

maybe u should post a brief description with each for those of us less able to analyse them

[Sgt. Nuker]

No need to analyze, just let me know what you think.

[Dauth]

Your previous one I had no idea how to comment on, however this one seems to be an ode to a Dark God of sorts, quite an interesting topic for poetry, I like it.

[Ellipsis]

Emo, ?

.

[Sgt. Nuker]

Come back and read this poem on December the 7th. I think then you'll understand it .

[Warbz]

dont say that!!
all im gonna be thinkin about now is whats happeinin on the 7th
>_<

[Ellipsis]

I was just kidding Nuker. Don't summon :banbutton: this.

[Lord Atlantis]

My first impression of the poem is that it is like a prayer or speech like writing to the lost souls of the men of today's society; those who aren't gentlemen who have "hollow love", whose hearts are clouded with blackness.

A very subtle reminder of today, yet in an very ellegant fashion. Very nice job once again!

Also, you may consider adding some punctuation to your poems to help express feelings. I find it also easier to read and know where one setence ends and another begins, where pauses are, how it reads in my mind.

Edited by Lord Atlantis, 06 December 2007 - 03:12.

[Sgt. Nuker]

A Stoning Unfair

So what's the point of truth
if people just kill it
What's the use
for wanting what's right?

You can't handle
what we say is true
Yet you expect us
to hang on your words
like they're water for a desert trek

I'll walk from here
since my opinion doesn't matter
This desert's much nicer
than a joy-ride from you

So put on a song and dance
sing it to the tune of happenstance
While you dance to forget
I'll write to remember
the times you lied about me
when all I did
was speak well about you

[Sgt. Nuker]

Sirens with Violin Strings Made of Glass

This just in
We're calling all sirens
calling all cars
to a tragedy
fresh from the presses
A ten car pile-up
happened when Sir Isaac's apple
fell through the church's stained-glass
Come see the tragedy
Come plead for amnesty
Oh won't you watch the travesty

Someone pinch my dream
Tell me this is all a farse
I don't wish to wake up
with my ears ringing
with the lies from yesteryear

How I long for the cruel dark
bring me cold to numb the pain
numb the knives my way thrown
A heart they seek
no heart they pierce
Mine was shattered long before
the hand let go
the glimmering blade
aimed so true
You were always so trustworthy

[Ektufall]

Damn you Nuker! (in good way) Your poems ,sets my mind off . Thoughts lays cheerfully in phrases of your words .. My lack of english stops me from expresing my state of mind now . But poems is good and new style for them flavors greatly ! :wink:

[Sgt. Nuker]

Ten Page Travesty

Bludgeon our truth
with a version of your own
Keep the lie for your children
make sure they believe
For the same nectar you swallow
bed side every night
keep thinking it helps you
and we'll know differently

Sunken eyes
and long office hours
The sting of bright screens
and the smell of old coffee
Carpal fingers creaking the night away

Hunt and peck for answers
it's a trip for one (to infect the masses)
the letters assemble
and the mind predicts
Archaic thoughts have bled the mind
now you're free
commit your crime

[Sgt. Nuker]

Nameless Repeat Inc.

It's just another day to be beaten
something to forget
All their nonsense hanging
seeking virgin tablets
searching vacant minds

Go on
You know (we must)
You know (you want to)
You know (we have to)
Hangman's noose to claim another
The children laugh
Give them candy
and they'll all cry

Something from within
is suddenly without
Hold your heart
while we excavate your soul
It won't hurt a bit
We promise all the same
Just a drop six feet
Nothing to remember

[Dauth]

I need to take you to a fun pub and get drunk with you.

It's still a shame poetry of flows in your head while you're unhappy.

[Sgt. Nuker]

A Simple Gesture In Passing

Trickle down
and melt beneath
this hill of dirt
I now find myself
searching for a glimspe of day
and a ray of hope

No more shall this face shine
no more shall these words glow
Oh what morbid fantasy
(come now gentle witch)
is this that stings the lips
if pain is such a trinket to own

At night they hunt me
by sunlight they stalk
This air I breathe
is noxious to my thought
and poison to my fingers

Denizens of the deep
hear my cry
and dance in perfect time
Sing a line or two from memory
So as you sing the chorus
my heart no longer beats
Take the lights off my face
Let the color leave in peace