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Do you write?

Do you write?

...Meaning except E-Mails,skin's code,computer related writing...

Do you write? What you write? You write in a newspaper or magazine? You write articles? Do you write poems? You write short stories or long? Just out of curiosity do you use pens or you are a keyboard addict?

Have fun everybody.

Feel free to express any opinion on the subject of writing...even feel free to share something you wrote and find it really good.
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Reply #51 Top
I guess I missed the question?

psssttt.... the title...see the title.

If it's a critique your after....you had me right up to the last line. Cow? huh? Tonight take a bow.

your words i find
both considerate and kind
Reply #52 Top
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pixel-Master Draco you write very good free form verse.I like the ending,as it leaves each one drawned to his own ending-conclusion


Thanks Cyberworld,

We are all responsible for our own endings


We are all responsible for our own ending
The final ending that is surly pending
How we get there is started with out our consent
With the weary bodies lying spent

A hopeful spark to light a lonely candle
A desperate match to create the spark
Shared time with out a handle
Timeless joys riding imaginations amusement park

The roller coaster twists and turns
All night long the candle burns
Round and round and round it goes
Where it stops know one knows

Tickets purchased torn in half
Nerves they tingle make you laugh
Glowing embers turn to dust
Silent rails covered in rust


i had to come up with a quicky, no pun intended
Reply #53 Top
I try to write a little.


You write like an ancient Spartan as Sir Bichur already noticed.

And that is good and very difficult.
Reply #54 Top
I write "poetry" every now and then, most of my so-called work is on my blog. This is something I wrote a while ago...

Abstract relations, emotional masturbation
Exceedingly futile, losing its grasp
Vertiginous propositions, contrary to ambitions
Existence unfulfilling thrust in chains that bind

Empty gaze, deprived of feeling
Dumbfounded faces, ignorant of cause
Misrepresentations, dubious manipulations
Extrapolate the meaning, nothingness abounds

Wake up in the morning with existential doubts
By the afternoon, find the meaning of life
Forget it all by the evening’s dawn
When you’re sound asleep another synapse’s torn

Intrinsic mechanisms rule what we observe
Interpret as we may, rush to find the cure
Ignorance is bliss, ignore the thoughts we’ve missed
Pointless utterance, nature’s grotesque romance

Dwell on past mistakes, re-examine what comes next
Second-guess each step, waver, and push the breaks
Promissory estoppel may be set aside,
Cower in your deceit, in your faith, and in your lies

A fruitless exercise to encompass what one feels
In a few lines of text, it seems so surreal
Bystanders shrug and promptly walk away
In a frayed old hat, a dime shines incessantly
Reply #55 Top
some from pride, before the fall


I like this verse best,it is so true and it has happened to me recently. Overall it's a nice poem with a lil rhyme, i like the subject,it's kind of personal explanation as to the reason why you write.Good work.
Reply #56 Top
Bichur sorry for the late response,been out of town yesterday.
Reply #57 Top
How we get there is started with out our consent


From a religious point of view i'd agree,but on a more general view i'd say we can determine the time of our ending by commiting suicide,although i don'r agree with that. You write pretty well,although i ain't no expert,personally i do like it.
Reply #58 Top
Wake up in the morning with existential doubts
By the afternoon, find the meaning of life
Forget it all by the evening’s dawn
When you’re sound asleep another synapse’s torn


I like these. Pretty much describes how we all function in this world at this age. Seek the meeaning of life, find it and then turn it back in for review or just forget it. Don't know if this is sceptisism or critical thinking.

Ignorance is bliss


This reminds me of a re;igious text,in Greek is called "Makarismoi" (i am not sure how to translate it,maybe iss Blessings),where there is a verse saying: Blessed are the indigent in spirit. Meaning those who don't understand or don't search at some point the others who do seek find out they'd better never searched for meaning,as it causes agony,streess,a feeling that they can never rest. I find that seeking for anything (meaning,truth,purpose,cause) is a double knife as you come to understand that there is a vast ocean of thoughts out there,you feel so minor and sometimes just soooo tired.

Dwell on past mistakes, re-examine what comes next
Second-guess each step


This reminds me of Pythagorian rules,also portrays modern societies general spirit of scepticism.

Overally i like what you write and later i'll drop by your blog.
Reply #59 Top
Come on people post your thoughs, anything you have written at any time of your life, all is under public judgement and noone here is an expert so go ahead and fear not...
Reply #60 Top
OK i'll make a start...this was something i once wrote here in the Forums (i think it was in one of SD's threads):

We long to be heroes,
yet we tend to be humans.

Reply #61 Top
For me writing was one of the ways I tried for releasing artistic energy. I started young with model cars and moved on to playing guitar. Then I started working and the guitar fell to the side lines. After I was married I started building model cars again but when that started overtaking the kitchen table I stopped it in favor of keeping the peace. Moved on to woodworking and that’s been a great way of releasing artistic energy. I even built my own guitar even though I don't play it much; over all woodworking has no challenge for me. next came writing and I find it a great way of expressing my artistic energy but, around this time I started looking for ways to use my artistic abilities to earn a paycheck and, although writing is a good vent it is not a great paying career unless your very lucky.

Then one day I discovered Wincustomize and the skinning thing. I am hooked. I love digital imaging and have even decided to go to school for it. I find skinning a great way to work on creating style and abilities. Starting with the same objects over and over and having to make them look different is good practice for designing and redesigning till I get things right. Plenty of challenge there to I might add. Writing though is in my heart for good, I have a file that’s somewhere in the neighborhood of seventy five thousand words I would like to have published someday.

At poetry.com I have three poems published and, for those of you that write poetry I would recommend that site as a place to post your work. You never know, you might get to have it printed in a book! As I look over at the book case and see two of the three books I have works in, I can tell you it is a great feeling to be able to hold a book and read your words knowing they will last through out history as your contribution to an art form.

Well I could go on forever writing but the coffee is done and I’m going to get my first wonderful cup of the day.

GOOD MORNING AND GOOD DAY. May it be blessed with the things that make your life complete.
Reply #62 Top
Overall it's a nice poem with a lil rhyme,

Thank you Cyberworld
Reply #63 Top
I write fluent officialese - would you like a quote from my unit's Annual Report (the most recent production in that language from my keyboard)?

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Reply #64 Top
I write a lot but not for myself but rather my employ. I prefer to lose myself in the thoughts of philosophy, specifically the ideas of metaphysics, and the ideas of free will vs "fate". I really enjoy debating philisophical ideas with the hope of either opening the minds of others to new ideas, or opening my own mind to new ideas I had not yet thought of.
Reply #66 Top
I only write music.
I use my guitars.
Reply #67 Top
For me writing was one of the ways I tried for releasing artistic energy.


Releasing artistic energy is good. It is important to keep your mind open and your aesthetic senses sharpened,provided that you do cover the basic needs.
Reply #68 Top
At poetry.com I have three poems published and, for those of you that write poetry I would recommend that site as a place to post your work.


Personally i write for myself,if things allow to get some works published i don't know how i would decide to let it happen or keep it for me.
Reply #69 Top
I write fluent officialese


Difficult to do that ain't it? Just curious...
Reply #70 Top
I prefer to lose myself in the thoughts of philosophy, specifically the ideas of metaphysics, and the ideas of free will vs "fate".


Read ancient greek tragedies by Euripides or Sophocles,that surely builds up the most interesting questions. I myself whenever i am with some friends of the close circle do like to engage in philosophical discussions (with often large doses of cynic humour) about anything that concerns life.

I really enjoy debating philisophical ideas with the hope of either opening the minds of others to new ideas, or opening my own mind to new ideas I had not yet thought of.


You just set a ground rule of philosophy....as Socrates said: "I only know one thing,that i know nothing."
Reply #71 Top
I only write music.
I use my guitars.


Hence the nickname 47songs i suppose? What kind of music do you write? I like rock best,from old to new school! With extensions to metal. And i mean the lyrics,not just the guitars.
Reply #72 Top
Read ancient greek tragedies by Euripides or Sophocles,that surely builds up the most interesting questions.


Thanks Cyberworld I will take a look at it. For anyone interested in ancient and non-ancient stories and philosophy, such as Euripides or Sophocles, you can read them at this great site: http://www.grtbooks.com/
Reply #73 Top
Thank you for the link Citizen bootasven....so did you come to any conclusion as to your philosophical questions? I'd be glad to hear it.
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