Hall of Inspirations
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By ironoxideman posted on 26 December 2004
If you, by chance read my sonnet precise
then do a favour , do not criticise
my crass attempt ,for its a given right
to shout and accuse with morbid delight
come midnight I sit numbly on thy chair
while you stand ramrod straight – do not despair!
I come bearing gifts and treasures glimpsed seldom
The gems of minds and heirlooms of kingdoms!
Round gather the children, hands stretched out free
Scramble not, fret not ,cry not - patience be!
Enough there be and still more to cometh
Forget not to come by day to my hearth
In solitude, in longingness I wait
For thy merry spirit and soothing gait
To whence have you been? To whence will you go?
My fair, reclusive cheerful one who blows.
Return you must every night at this hour
Air ConÂ’s spoilt and I am nocturnal owl. -
By ironoxideman posted on 26 December 2004
B.L.F
Blessed be this machine
On from silent night to dreary dawn
Readied up for my every whim.
Enduring my every boarsome yawn -
Dry,spittle,Dry upon this screen.
Lonesome in the WWW tonight
Itching for a virtual brawl
Killing and spilling in virtual fights
Enter poetry.com,there I crawl.
Flail and flounder in the web
Untill sweet rest and darkness
Claim from within the spell, a demented chap -
Krazed for company,an insatiable thirst. -
By ironoxideman posted on 26 December 2004
Storm
Caught in complications
storm cloud around my head
lashing at my complexion
gonna get a pimple outbreak.
Heavy metal thunder
its not within my head
not tearing me asunder
outside the cacophony of blunder
drip drip drip
water flows off my cheeks
this time,its nothing to do with fear
for they're not my tears
Storm
Its calling me on. -
By ironoxideman posted on 26 December 2004
This Christmas
Christmas to me ,
is just a day in every single year
When everything I lack,
Is transformed into yearn
When all the outside world is laughing
and beyond my door is song,
Silence becomes soothing
And every hour is long
Her presence I sought,
and the presents I almost bought
If only I weren't so meek
Perhaps we again can meet
Told me you did,
That if we met,
Then coldfeet
would be all I'd get
But believe me
When I say I already know
About the realities of a white christmas
and its awful bitter cold
My feelings for her
Know do I,that they are unsure.
But Try I did,
to take back Christmas
and to quench this hunger
and that insatiable thirst
All I wanted ,
was to see Christmas
as something other than apocalypse
For approach does January the first
and the holiday is blowing its final kiss
Must all release come to a screeching halt
Must all good days and all good cease?
Wait,wait...slow down
stop that one man sleigh!
I havn't enjoyed my Christmas feast
the loads on my legs,tonnes they weigh
Havn't crossed out anything on my wishlist
Havn't said hello to the people I missed
I havn't smoothened out this crease
In santa's suit. -
By Daemon's Quill posted on 26 December 2004
Daemon's Quill
I am spurned by the chilling touch of the daemon,
Whose lust for my blood would never be satisfied.
Yet the quill has turned, filling much of the poem,
Which must be the daemon's work personified.
The tip was dipped into red crimson ink,
And his fangs lingering near my neck.
The daemon and its quill, a gruesome link,
And his touch singling out near my back.
The verse that roared inside my mind,
Came out from nowhere.
The curse that stood right behind,
Was telling me to beware. -
By O-Ren posted on 22 December 2004 in WritersÂ’ Asylum
The Orphan
isn't it cold
this time of the year
staring at snowfall alone
i hate the doves fleet
on my shadow's incomplete
shall i poison feed
and myths so so stupid
with hanged out stockings
while children faces smiling sweet
and santa could be smoking weed
hope he smacked you in your sleep
isn't it sweet
family dinners and prayers
but my daddy and mummy split
never have i a family complete
isn't god who gave me this shit?
prayers are for full grown twits
isn't it love
that you think before sleep?
but each long night hate cuts in so deep
freezing cold out on the streets
hope i'll never wake up from my sleep
and i'm not sure god if you will weep.. -
By Nelstar posted on 20th December 2004
The clock strucked thirteen tonight
The clock strucked thirteen tonight,
Oh, what a time for me to have my plight?
To listen to people grumbling about others,
When these people had once regarded brothers?
The clock strucked thirteen tonight,
For the rain lost her red moonlight.
The clock strucked thirteen tonight,
Oh, who is to judge who is wrong or right?
To listen to people grumbling about friend,
Turned on each other into strangers in the end?
The clock strucked thirteen tonight,
For the joy had lost the cloud from her sight.
The clock strucked thirteen tonight,
Oh, forgive me for I could not shred any light.
To tell on others when I'm as blind as the rest,
For them I had never fought for with any zest.
The clock strucked thirteen tonight,
For the star has lost his mind in the blight.
The clock had strucked thirteen tonight,
Oh, all the zeros gone from here with flight.
To one's demise again is a good way out,
Dear friend, do I have any doubt?
The clocked had strucked thirteen tonight.
I shall disappear to everyone's delight. -
By Tragic Clown posted on 20th December 2004
When it rains
The soft grey sky
Drifts to the ground
Brown rivulets
Trickle away
Trickle away
Washing sadness down
Weather vanes
Weep and turn
Weep and turn
Forgetting in the damp and grey
That by and by
The sun will shine
Sun will shine
By and by
The sun will shine. -
By HENG@ posted on 27th December 2004
Ravaged
Nails in my head,
What holes they make.
Blood flows over my eyes,
I go blind, oh I go blind.
The elephant told me where to go,
What bus to take, I do not know.
The numbers I cannot see,
The elephant forgot to tell me.
I saw my best friend the day before,
Remains of a meal drips on the floor.
Bare walls pale they mock and laugh,
I won't see her till next year.
7 days, 7 nights, 7 hours of light,
The trees dance around me in fright.
They sway and sway and stumble and tumble,
Splinters of wood pierce my maimed eyes.
My hands in front, I feel the way,
I hear not the bus in the bay.
The ground is cold, it's rough and hard,
My legs the wheels on the bus they crush.
Empty dishes lying cold.
Bones in them long stripped bare.
Devil girl she looks at me,
Glint in her eyes and a grin on her face.
I drag myself on the cold rough ground,
Legs crushed, eyes blind, mind unsound.
Grit n dirt fills my mouth,
Searing sun burns my soul.
The flash of light I cannot see,
The stabbing pain I do not feel.
When you live in darkness like me,
You shall not know when death claims ye. -
DEAD POET'S CHOICE
By ironoxideman posted on 28th December 2004
The Ghost
early morning up I rose
and downstairs hiding...was that ghost
Look I did and long I stood
Unsure,unnoticed went my mood
seated upon the dining table
undead it was,a gothic fable
Read its face
for no words it spake
crazed it was;so much
I (almost) thought it fake
the herald I asked :
"apocalypse prophecised?";
and it shook its head to fulfil its task
icy cold and dead precise
you know,
no emotion was on that gruesome mask
Seismic daze
and tidal wave
many a shoreline upon they raced
leaving many and plenty a trace
for within its path it raved and razed
How many I wonder?Are
In flail or flounder
Are any I know under
the waters which sundered?
Sighed I did
the newspaper I flipped
my cold milo I then started to sip -
DEAD POET'S CHOICE
By LazerLordz posted on 28th December 2004
Untitled Sorrow
Will you open your eyes
and see me once again?
You and I
happy in the sun
but who'd known we would
part under the stormy sea.
The waters rise
around you, slick and weary
pulling you away
and cutting me up
like a bad case
of Prozac deficiency.
Even as the sun still shines
people around me turn
to fish out of water.
Flopping.
Faint heartbeats
and a colourful bikini
lies washed up
on its own.
The plank I cling on
leads me back to
the beach of wine and lobsters
the crisp white tablecloth
and the smiling kids
gambolling around the palms.
The sky is blue
and all I can think of is you
and what you softly
mumbled as you sank,
down into Poseidon's depths
“I'll see you around” -
By xking posted on 29th December 2004
Paradise
There's a place where dreams are real,
A place where hopes survive.
A place where no ones suffer,
We call that paradise.
In there you feels no pain,
And love rules all the way.
A place with no disaster,
Where friends are forever.
A place where you can be free,
A place for you and me.
A place where we could fly high,
We'll call it paradise.
It's a place we try to find -
By OrpheusRegret posted on 29th December 2004
The Falling Rain
The gentle morning rain, clouding the sky of the breaking dawn.
The bleak sunset of yesterday has passed.
Grief, fatigue and joy to all affected.
Now alas, the gentle rain. Crying for the gentle souls who can weep no more.
Judgement has come.
What's done cannot change.
Now left is the living to grief for the dead and be thankfull they did not follow.
Think not of the painfull past.
But live for the future with the lost in your hearts.
Say good bye. Shed a tear and walk on. -
By LazerLordz posted on 15 December 2004
Can you ever find
Home within yourself
Right where the snowflakes fall
Into the grassy knoll
Silent as a floating feathers
Tender as your lover's cheek..
Maybe you tire
And lose your way, but have faith
Soon it shall be Christmas Day...
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By MoonIce posted on 17 December 2004
Christmas
Here I wish, a long list of gifts I want
Right here I sat, writing to Santa Claus
Icy snowflakes falling outside
Sitting by the fire, I feel the christmas spirit around
Tinkles of bells rings sweetly n joyfully to welcome
Mistletoes on the ceiling, where lovers kiss for happiness
A crowd of people gathering to exchange gifts
Smiles can be seen, laughter heard and joys for the day...
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By tare posted on 18 December 2004
Crowds of mortals,
Hustling through the malls,
Retails are blooming,
In this season of giving,
Shoppers going crazy,
Traffic ever so busy,
Merry makers rejoicing,
As the clock strikes,
Shouting Merry Christmas!!!
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By cutepixie posted on 18 December 2004
Christ was born on this very day
Heaven and earth rejoice we say
Riches and splender and come what may
Infectious laughter while kids play
Soon friends will pop by to say
Tonight merry making is on its way
May all your wishes come true someday
Always under the mistletoe where lovers lay
Sparks created only on christmas day
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By Crystal_Dumpling posted on 18 December 2004
Can there ever be peace on earth?
How can we sleep when people die?
Right under our noses, while we enjoy.
I truly wonder what Christmas is all about.
Shootings take place, along with earthquakes.
Trying to envision the future of our world,
Makes me shudder with bile rising up.
And maybe, maybe that's why....
Saviour was sent to wash away our sins.
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By Master -_- posted on 18 December 2004
Cash registers open and closing,
Have all the people gone home yet?
Raining outside, inside freezing,
I am still buying over the Net.
Santa flies with many Teddies,
Travelling just before dawn.
Makcik comes, ever so ready,
Another Saman without coupon.
Santa, you reached Singapore
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By Nelstar posted on 20 December 2004
Mercy, I beg
Every ounce of burden off my back
Remove these shreds of agony
Return me back only
Your shadow still imprisons me
Cry, I must
Having those memories back with a thrust
Reminscence of you and me
I am alone to face forcibly
Surely, I know
That fire can melt snow
Must you all ask me where am I to go
A joyful day for you all but I feel so cold
Shivering alone.
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By KittynMeow posted on 20 December 2004
My eyes closed, I moved to the rhythm
Every beat coursing through my system
Rock and roll, or do the twist,
R&B and my favorite break beats,
Yielding to the music, dancing in freedom.
Closer and closer, he moved to me
His expressive eyes, irresistible they be
Recklessly flirtatious, desire in its lure
Intentions unspoken but absolutely clear
Suggestions so tempting as flower to a bee.
The gameÂ’s not over, for IÂ’ve yet to play
My devices he knows not, IÂ’ll have my day.
As the music grooves, I make my way
Soon heÂ’ll be naught but my helpless prey.
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By LeftBallBigger posted on 20 December 2004
The price we pay
For my working away
No Christmas cheer
For the first time in years
Look to the heavens
And IÂ’ll look from here
The stars will shine brightly
Radiant and clear
Their shining light
Will bring blessings bright
The spirit of Christmas
Overcomes all distance
You are all in my heart
Merry Christmas
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By tare posted on 21 December 2004
Cash i need and lack,
Hope of a bonus slack,
Resolution made and went unkept,
In years came and left,
Slogging through the days,
Toiling all the way,
Mountains of work awaits,
As holiday seems far away,
Slavery of modern days...
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By _Aaron_ posted on 21 December 2004
Christ was born on this day
Hope and faith is here to stay
Rest well, little one
In the cosy comforts of the Virgin Mary
Satan foiled, curses uttered
To the highest points of heaven
Many cried and gave their thanks
As they looked down on this day
Satan foiled, Christ to stay~
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By True_Xerion posted on 24 December 2004
Met so many this past year,
Early one morn
Real faces appear
Running late i was
You were early cuz u lived so near!
Chinese New Year,
H.O.F.S.
Ran WLDH.
I was but a babe in the woods
Seeing all & Hong's coming of age!
Then there were
Mao Tou Yings
Always flitting always flirting
Seemingly sleepless, always near.
Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place
Great choice of a fave song
For a lass of good taste!
Ohh hark hear the angels sing!
Ruminate the year gone by
Undo your wrongs or don't change a thing?
Mayhaps 'tis why we're here,
Surfing sgForums to get an idea! -
By Dead Poet posted on 20 December 2004
The Last Ride
I will accompany you my love
For the roller costal ride
Heights scare me to death my love
But for you I am willing to try
So please forget me not my love
When the ride comes to an end
And donÂ’t cry for me my love
If I die at the costal ride -
By tare posted on 20 December 2004
daily i pestered you,
for an answer i knew,
yet i want to hear you say,
that you will never stray.
days and weeks gone by,
you remain by my side,
months and years pass by,
i began to wonder why.
your stablity and charm,
turn into boredom and grump,
your caring concerns,
seems too naggy and stern.
eyes start wandering,
to other guys surrounding,
attention i craved,
satisfied by vain.
yet you silently awaits,
for my returning of late,
drunk and high i got,
you tuck me into cot.
i lay awake next day,
with a head felt dead,
i turned and saw you face,
sound asleep with grace.
gently i hold your arm,
you awoke in alarm,
asked again the question,
and you answer without mention. -
By choco B posted on 20 December 2004
She sits and stares at the plants and trees
Late afternoon sunlight warming wrinkled knees
Music floats gently in from a distance
Old time classics that continue a repetitive existence
While green fades to blue, blue to grey
A dull grey of rough calloused hands
And evenings spent in, mending blue work pants
The grey of palm lifelines traced boldly in soot
Draw right from wrong, evil from the good
His rough hands are gentle, his loving touch harsh
They caress and fondle, and beat her body to mush
Each blow is pain and love conjoint
Each grey bruise to drive home a point
She knows she was cherished; he wasn't being mean
He did it for her sake, so she does not sin -
By ratinacage posted on 20 December 2004
how much do u love me?
to the end of the world i walked,
but u want me over the edge.
to the highest mountains i climbed,
but u want me over the top.
to the deepest ocean i swam,
but u want me under the seabed.
to the end of the world i walked,
and i fell over before i could stop.