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Persilot
(acolyte)
09/24/06 11:34 AM
Didn't realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry new  

I like,

Walking on beaches and writing my name,
Dancing to songs when I don't know the words,
Racing down hill with my hands off the handles,
Snuggling in bed when the rain hits the windows,
Grinning at someone for no reason at all,
Finding lost objects deep in my pocket,
Drinking Earl Grey when I'm feeling hungover,
Hearing tall tales told in the pub,
Writing a letter that looks like a mess,
Adoring a girl and wishing she'd notice,
Being the butt of the occasional joke,
Smelling the world after its rained,
Seeing a kitten chasing a string,
Touching things that are centuries old,
Climbing up trees and getting stuck,
Just being me and that's enough.

"Well I'm a common working man, with a half of bitter, bread and jam and if it pleases me I'll put one on you man, when the copper fades away."

Sam_X
(electric tomato)
09/24/06 02:44 PM
Re: Didn't realise you wrote such bloody awful poe new [re: Persilot]  

[more contemporary version]

I like,

Walking on words and writing my songs
Dancing down beaches with my hands off the rain
Grinning at someone deep in my pocket
Drinking tall tales lost in the bed
Adoring a girl that looks like a mess
Smelling the butt of the occasional kitten
Touching the string and getting stuck
Just being me and that's Earl Grey.

~
Heaven is a place where
Nothing ever happens

elvenlass
(acolyte)
09/24/06 05:48 PM
Re: Didn't realise you wrote such bloody awful poe new [re: Sam_X]  

Haha, both versions were wonderful. Capturing little poetic bits of life can never be awful. Keep it up!

"Maybe you are jealous because your face will still look like an anus no matter what you do." ~Vanessa


Persilot
(acolyte)
09/30/06 09:41 AM
Words new [re: Persilot]  

The words are clumsy, hard to write
Some seem wrong and others right,
The words that made me sob and weep,
Are those I murmur in my sleep

The words they sting, and often bite,
They haunt my mind and steal my sight,
Some words I wish I'd never said,
My soul is heavy, my heart is dead.

Those words that I did say to you,
Those foolish heavy truths.
They were not how I wished you'd hear,
The true verse in my head.

"Well I'm a common working man, with a half of bitter, bread and jam and if it pleases me I'll put one on you man... when the copper fades away."

Persilot
(acolyte)
09/30/06 10:11 AM
The curse new [re: Persilot]  

The curse

I don't care what fate decrees,
To love her is enough,
She fills my heart with longing,
I'll gladly bear this curse,

Each day I'd rise to lonely grey
My life was filled with dust,
My soul was blackened emptiness
I had no hope, no love

Then from the shores of misery,
She rose from 'neath the depths,
Into my life rose joy and hope,
Into my heart she crept,

The curse that I now do bear,
Is not that I do love,
It's that I do not know her heart,
I do not have her trust.

So to the corners of the heavens,
To the depths of every sea,
I'll bear this curse with happy grace,
For her love did set me free.

"Well I'm a common working man, with a half of bitter, bread and jam and if it pleases me I'll put one on you man... when the copper fades away."

Sam_X
(electric tomato)
09/30/06 10:12 AM
Re: Words [re: Persilot]  

Scratch the third part and it's something right out of Dead Poets Society..

~
Heaven is a place where
Nothing ever happens

Starlite
(acolyte)
10/05/06 05:00 AM
Re: Didn't realise you wrote such bloody awful poetry [re: Persilot]  

Wait, so is the point to post your most awful poetry? Because I could get in on that.



Persilot
(acolyte)
10/08/06 06:08 AM
Re: Didn't realise you wrote such bloody awful poe [re: Persilot]  

She burnt me like a candle,
And I can't take this pain,
This scolding writhing agony,
This empty souless shame.

Now I'm burned and ruined,
Consumed by hungry flame,
My heart is turned to ashes,
My life is not the same.

I know I cannot fight this fire,
That never was my aim,
But I'd rather burn forever,
Then never hear her name.

"Well I'm a common working man, with a half of bitter, bread and jam and if it pleases me I'll put one on you man... when the copper fades away."

Froggy Starlust
(acolyte)
10/08/06 04:18 PM
Re: Didn't realise you wrote such bloody awful poe [re: Persilot]  

3 verses and no chorus?

Sex between a man and a woman can be absolutely wonderful, provided you get between the right man and the right woman.

Persilot
(acolyte)
10/09/06 05:02 PM
Re: Didn't realise you wrote such bloody awful poe [re: Froggy Starlust]  

In reply to:


3 verses and no chorus?


Feel free to insert your own.

Here's another bloody awful poem for you...

Tired is as tired does,
Today I felt that jaded buzz,
People whispering in my ear,
Garbled nonsense, tension, fear.
With aching mind and empty eyes,
I tried to penetrate your lies,
Those feeble truths I held so dear,
Have filled me with a nameless fear.
But tired is as tired does,
End this day I've had enough.

"Well I'm a common working man, with a half of bitter, bread and jam and if it pleases me I'll put one on you man... when the copper fades away."


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