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Has the genre of poetry lost its charm? I searched for 3 days to find the poem I used in 'Kavita', a wallpaper but got no feedback...
I was hoping for a surge of feedback...
Is poetry dead????
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Reply #101 Top
That's a sad and beautiful pwem DVD *WEE tear* I love your poetry, it springs from that hidden well of emotions I know all too "well" (bad pun)

(((((((((HUGS))))))))))))

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Reply #102 Top
This is one of mine that is pretty depressing so if you're in a good mood don't read it.

Mommy

Mommy,
I wanted you to love me so much
At one time I craved your maternal touch
Then your touch turned so mean and cruel
And all my faults became your sadistic fuel.

Mommy,
There was a time I truly thought
I could never live without you
But your cruel and evil words
Made me ultimately doubt you.

Mommy,
You took so much pleasure
in messing with my head
You never knew how many times I just wished…
I was dead…

Mommy,

You never had to do what you did to me
You never, ever had the right
How dare you hurt me like you did
when I was frail and couldn’t fight?

Mommy,
You were all I ever had
You never provided me with a dad,
I always tried so hard to please
So many ways I tried to appease.
-But it was never good enough…
I was never good enough…

Mommy,
When you gave me away
And my heart you betrayed
I still loved you then
And missed you when
I should have hated you…








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Reply #103 Top
Oh boy...enough depressing stuff...time for some nonsensical silliness...this was written last year in my devotion to my 3 lovely male felines whom I adore...

Ode to Kitty

You funny, furry feline
You regal jewel-eyed critter
You purring, whirling dervish
You loyal “human sitter.”

You frisky lil’ scalawag
You comedic prancing child
You mix of timid kitten
And part big cat from the wild.

You baby-faced seducer
You swishy tailed tease
You sunshine loving lounger
You majestic creature of ease.

You snuggly little dumpling
You early-morn toe warmer
You midday napping dreamer
You toy-mouse chasing charmer.

You pitter-patter powder paws
You tip-tap over my floor
You look up as you rub my leg
What savory treats shall you score?

You fluffy little toddling puff
You sweet truth seer of mine
You lap hopping little flirt
You adored pet so divine.

You mew-talking chatterbox
You eternally juvenile thing
You attention loving lazy beast
You with hind quarters that spring.

You belly-rub loving kiddo
You naughty mischievous boy
You uncanny, psychic healer
You wondrous delightful joy.

You precious one I hold so dear
You sentinel of my home
You pink-nosed shedding couch potato
You bandit that loves to roam.

You darling little companion
You daring, familiar soul
You loveable miniature being,
Your existence makes me whole.


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Reply #104 Top
Sometimes poetry can be sad, but that's ok...it's the underlying emotions that are the inspirations of poetry...some of mine is inspired by sad things...and some is inspired by happiness. Love can be deeply inspiring...I wrote this one over a year ago as my confession of love to someone very very special to me...

I Wonder...
Can you feel me reach for you
ten thousand times a day.
Can you hear my loving thoughts
from so very far away

Do you know my love for you
is real and it is clear
Do you know the things I say
are always said sincere

Do you know, can you feel
That you're always on my mind
Can you feel the love I send
Every moment, all the time

Do you know I dream of you
Each time that I do sleep
Can you feel the love I have
Is so very, very deep

I tell you all my feelings
So you can always see
But did you know, I wonder too
How you feel for me
Reply #105 Top
My point exactly, motion... there is a lot of great poetry in the lyrics of the better songwriters..



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Reply #106 Top
and a-seraphim... so glad to see you getting it all out in verse...
It sure makes the soul feel good, doesn't it?



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Reply #107 Top

ELEMENTAL

"This race is already run
Get off your horse, get on this train
"Welcome to the real world"
I said, "Welcome to the real world"
Are we rushing like the wind?
Naked out, and naked in
"Welcome to the real world"
I said, "Welcome to the real world"
Are we rushing like the wind?

Put your lovin' arms around

Did you lose your faith in God, no?
Does your conscience always get you down?
Fall to pieces, rough and tumble
Does your conscience always get you down?

These days it's all in the mind
It's elemental
Don't say your up when your down
It's elemental

Put your lovin' arms around

This your new year's resolution
Put your lovin' arms around
Nothing doing revolution
Put your lovin' arms around

Take another leap in the dark
With a humble heart
Do yourself some good
What did you become?
Patience, be sure
Baby, baby

These days it's all in the mind
It's elemental
Don't say your up when your down
It's elemental."

--- Roland Orzabal


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Reply #108 Top
Inspired by the original pieces contributed by all of you, I too was inspired to write a bit. This is my first poem in a long, long time. Hope you like it.

I call it Eternity

I rue the day that you left me,
Leaving behind ruins in your wake,
Pieces of my shattered heart,
And laughter that could only be fake;

Cause with you, you took,
My smiles, my happiness, my sanity,
My feelings, my emotions, my ability to love,
And a piece of my humanity;

Life holds no value for me now,
It is meaningless, for all I can see,
But I cannot die either,
Cause Death loathes me, won't touch me;

It seems that It too knows,
That a part of me awaits your return,
Hoping against Hope itself,
Of looking again at your hair, sweet Auburn;

Of touching your lips, fair Maiden,
And drawing you closer, Till there is none,
Of the distances seperating us now, And
Our hearts beat in Unision, Nay, they beat as One;

And maybe that day, I will stop,
Being the Beast that I am now, A Sprite,
A Being devoid of all emotions, A Ghost,
As pale and as white;

And maybe that day, You will,
Provide me again with the warmth I seek,
And maybe that day, Again,
My heart will mutter, it will speak;

And maybe that day is close now,
I know not that for certainty,
But rest assured my Love, Even if I die,
My heart will await your return, Till Eternity.
Reply #111 Top
I don't usually find song lyrics so poetic, but I can't say that for all songs, just most. What I do find with people that are poets is an awareness that isn't found in just anyone. They are more in touch with their innerselves.

aseraphim, I loved your Ode to Kitty! I was struck by Mommy and related to it and Fear, you write from a place where I am sometimes afraid to look.

DVD, Tears almost brought tears to my eyes, I know what you were conveying. Wonder is "Divine"! I don't think anyone has ever written love poetry for me and most men don't know how poetry can melt a womans heart. I hope you are encouraged to write more.

I've written some poetry in the past and after reading what you all have written, I think I will have to find them and share one or two I think are moving. Maybe it's time for me to try my hand at writing poetry again. I hope you guys and anyone else will grace these messages with more poetry you have written and leave the song lyrics to the overabundant lyrics websites. I'm feeling a bit melancholy tonight and the poetry was just what I needed. (the chocolate ice cream helped too!)

*Kim*
Reply #112 Top
ashu, I didn't see your wonderful poem before I wrote the message. Your poem is moving, please continue writing more!

*Kim*
Reply #113 Top
Thank You Kim!!!
The kind of boost you people have provided to my ego is without a precedent for me, hehe
Reply #114 Top
Ashu..."eternity" was truly eternal and lovely and touching and poignant.

Kimbabe, thank you for your sweet encouraging thoughts and us here poetry lovin' folk (speaking for moi anyhow) would L-O-V-E to read your originals...it's sort of intimate and special to read personal poetry...a small window into one's psyche I think.

I'm up too late! Just got back from a showing of the latest Lord of the rings installment...Uh...not to give away what I think of it but let's just say I fell asleep and when I wasn't half asleep the guy sitting next to me coughed through so much of it that I sat in annoyed germ-a-phobe discontent and then when it FINALLY got good my bladder was being annoying (I hate potty breaks in a crowded theatre ). Argh...if only to not be so human.

Well, Kimbabe, do share...DO share! And Ashu, your poetry swells with emotion that touched me and DVD...well, you are my bestest friend in the whole wide world and you know I'm your biggest fan. (((((HUG)))))

See you all on the other side of the rainbow!


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Reply #115 Top
Very nice ashu and a-seraphim. It has been about 20 years since I put pen to paper and wrote a poem. Mine were always quite long-winded, and extremely dark. I'll see if something inspires me and then try my hand again. Maybe now that I'm older I can write something lighter and shorter.

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Reply #116 Top
Probably everybody already knows the words...I thought of this after all the news shows were on.

Imagine - John Lennon

Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today...

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one



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Reply #117 Top
Thank you a-seraphim, here goes nothing

Wherever I go
Whatever I do
there is always something
that reminds me of you
no matter how I try
to shake it off of me
there's a little reminder
somewhere of you to me
I tried to go away
and leave you far behind
tried everything I could
to get you off my mind
but when I least expect it
every time I turn around
you are lurking in my memories
there's nowhere you can't be found
It's pointless to deny this
at least I have to start
I guess it's more than in my head
more like you are in my heart
Since I'm not who you want
I have to undo this now
the trouble of all that is
I simply don't know how
Maybe I don't want to
maybe I can't try
maybe my heart won't let me
even if you made me cry
So if you would deny me
there's nothing I could do
because I can't change my heart
because what it says is true


*Kim*
Reply #118 Top
WOW! Kim, that was beautiful!

I think the feelings you speak of are universal and heartbreak is one of those things that until you feel it you don't know what the "big deal" is and then when it has you in your clutches it's all you can see.

Bravo!!!!!!!!!!!!
Author! Author!

Now I think I'll cry and eat too much chocolate.

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Reply #119 Top
Ticking away
The moments
That make up a dull day...
You fritter and waste
The hours
In an offhand way...
The sun is the same
In a relative way
But you're older...
Shorter of breath
And one day
Closer to death....[Floyd]
Reply #120 Top
Read this aloud with a thick Olde English accent....


When in April the sweet showers fall
And pierce the drought of March to the root, and all
The veins are bathed in liquor of such power
As brings about the engendering of the flower,
When also Zephyrus with his sweet breath
Exhales an air in every grove and heath
Upon the tender shoots, and the young sun
His half-course in the sign of the Ram has run,
And the small fowl are making melody
That sleep away the night with open eye
(So nature pricks them and their heart engages)
Then people long to go on pilgrimages
And palmers long to seek the stranger strands
Of far-off saints, hallowed in sundry lands,
And specially, from every shire's end
Of England, down to Canterbury they wend
To seek the holy blissful martyr, quick
To give his help to them when the were sick........


--Chaucer, The Caterbury Tales, The Prologue

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Reply #121 Top
...or in a REALLY OLDE ENGLISH Accent.. (original text)

Whan that Aprill with his shoures soote
The droghte of March hath perced to the roote,
And bathed every veyne in swich licour
Of which vertu engendred is the flour;
Whan Zephirus eek with his sweete breeth
Inspired hath in every holt and heeth
The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne
Hath in the Ram his halve cours yronne,
And smale foweles maken melodye,
That slepen al the nyght with open ye
(So priketh hem Nature in hir corages);
Thanne longen folk to goon on pilgrimages,
And palmeres for to seken straunge strondes,
To ferne halwes, kowthe in sondry londes;
And specially from every shires ende
Of Engelond to Caunterbury they wende,
The hooly blisful martir for to seke,
That hem hath holpen whan that they were seeke.
Reply #122 Top
That's it. Wish I had a copy of the original text.

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Reply #123 Top
All I have is a crummy Norton Anthology from my U of T days.

I had to take a course in Olde English to learn to read it that way.

To funny.


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Reply #124 Top
They have a poetry section on ArtUpRoar.

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Reply #125 Top
motion,

Here's a link to a site with the original texts

http://www.fordham.edu/halsall/source/CT-prolog-para.html

I loved The Caterbury Tales!