Poetry

Please Finnian, don't use foul language ! As I see, this is scottish, but I'm sure, a scottish pupil, won't talk like this with his teacher, in a classroom.

:roll: It's no directed at anyone first of aw...

Ah thought there was nae censorship when it came tae that... it's just a f...lippin poem; if ye tak awa the sweary words it's no even half as funny...since when is a f...lippin poem supposed tae sound like the way a pupil would speak in the classroom...? Is this topic for primary school kids only...?

Ah'm sorry then; ah'll delete it and ah'll ask someone tae delete the other ane as well.

Had nae idea ah was supposed tae write aboot how bonnie spring was and how nature comes back tae life :roll:....

Cheers for yer time; had nae idea poetry topics were for bairns only. Ah'm aff .

Finnian a scris:

Is this topic for primary school kids only...?

This topic is for all of us, but the foul language is forbidden not only on this topic, but on the entire forum. This is the rule !

Yes sir. Got it. :roll:

Ode to all-knowing yanks

With anything lacking blue stars and red stripes

You'd light up your barbies and use for arse wipes;

And if we were to share your southern racism,

Red-necks eating cows would be cannibalism !

You roam the world proudly, no awarness at all,

Cheering your army; Bush-the-chimp on your wall;

Your true quest is freedom and sacred your soil -

But, my!...Kinda thirsty for far-Eastern oil..!

You're all for democracy, how morality rocks,

But you eat in McDonald's and drink in Starbucks;

Your girls, pageant winners, are sparkling blue-bells -

If only they had more than seven brain cells...!

Your angels are fashioned in Hollywood basements;

Your beliefs cast in plastic, from mental derrangements,

Oprah's your culture and Jay Leno your wits,

While you fill your TV screens with crutches and tits!

Your land of the prosperous, of the brave and fulfilled

Wouldn't hold all the blood of the people you've killed;

Your eyes are blindfolded and your arrogance slicket...

So do me a favour - take your scorning and stick it !

May I wear you this night

As we marvel at our death

I would wane within your art

As you would become me

Like ashes circling the pyre

With virtues of the seraphim

While prancing indifferently

Amid the devil

MASTER OF ILLUSION

Watching the worlds unborn,

He spins the wheels of Fate unknown

All lives are of no surprise to him

Voices drowned in silence are gone.

The further star in the sky dies

Eaten alive by a dark cave

Where the Sage hid his face from the sun

Thinking he conquered time.

He is on top of space without end

Pulling the plastic mass of all planets

Weaving your souls into threads

Then swallow your cries when you're dying.

Thrashing with brutal violence He screams

And spins around his shadowless form

In search for himself to eat his own mouth

Because he's now losing control

And then He dies...inside his heart of stone

Twisted fingers in the Astral world

Trying to bring fire from that rotten marrow

Of your back bone dried by to much sorrow...

Farewell Master of lost illusion confusion,

You gonna blow right down your empty soul

Leaving us here in a stand still limbo

Finally freed to get back to an unknown home...

Ralph Waldo Emerson - The Amulet

Your picture smiles as first it smiled,

The ring you gave is still the same,

Your letter tells, O changing child,

No tidings since it came.

Give me an amulet

That keeps intelligence with you,

Red when you love, and rosier red,

And when you love not, pale and blue.

Alas, that neither bonds nor vows

Can certify possession;

Torments me still the fear that love

Died in its last expression.

INTO THE VOID

I'm out of space

Changing those fast lanes,

Of moving shadows

Of burning pains.

I'm long overdue

My angels have died

Drowned in sorrows

All legs and wings...

I'm suddenly changing tracks

Chasing the ghost trains

Doing the wrong thing,

Waiting for something...

Hoping to find you

There's such a sad love

Makes no sense for you

When the world falls down.

And soon I'll turn to erosion

And we never get old

And the wrong words makes us listen,

It won't be forgotten in this criminal world.

I'm the fallen angel

And I'm deranged by sins,

The clutch of life and the fist of love,

Deep down I'm not immortal after all...

I'm looking inside you

I can't live within you,

I've been running for so long

Chasing time from nowhere.

Please help me now

Wake me forever and never leave me,

Stay inside my dream and treat me as sure as sin

But please be there to meet me...

Combined topic, resulted from the merger of the one opened by Black Elk, on February 25, at 8:05 PM, with the current one: poetry.