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Old 10-26-2007, 06:45 PM   #41 (permalink)
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Gotta' love EAP. He has a wonderful grasp for turning the benignly picturesque into something horribly depressing and woeful. The man wrote from his heart, so I can't blame him.

Since we are in that time of year, I offer a little of the macabre for you. I don't just mean "macabre" in this sense either:


There's No Party Here
by, J. Bongat -- 1993

Colored bodies of every hue,
Greenish lips on flesh cold blue.
Rancid hair and yellow phlegm,
Crimson eyes in the heads of them,
That walk with the dead.

It carries upon the wind of Death,
Choking out Life's own breath.
Running the edge of the Reaper's blade.
Cut in harvest as you fade,
Deep into the Netherworld.

Hopping a-foot hot brimstone,
This is it--your new home.
Single child in a family copius,
While upon your mother's lips-Death-you kiss,
To find no lips are there.

Because of insult--a slap of face,
You left home, your earthly place.
Thinking this best--an end it seemed,
But in continuance and pain you scream,
Everlasting and lonely.

Welcome to the Netherworld which you choose,
Nothing in monotony, truth not ruse.
In pain and flame this sad reality,
You chose this and now you see,
There's no party here.

Sit a while, drink with the worms.
Inside your inards something squirms.
Talk to yourself, see how you sound,
Deep and lonely, within the ground.
Ha ha! Welcome to death!
There's no party here!
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Old 11-02-2007, 06:26 PM   #42 (permalink)
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Rapping About a Woman

by, J. Bongat - 23 Oct 2000

I know this woman who's the bomb, it's true.
All I ever wanted and a personality too.
And I had more than just one girl you see,
But I know I've found the one that'll be,
The one. The end-all be all girl,
Hell no-WOMAN, to share my world.
I know this one is loyal and true,
And she's her own ways, she's mindful of what to do.
And she's got a mind, not like the cornerside ho.
Or those other chickenheads we all know.
She's my hina, my mahal, daisuki desu,
A body and mind above all the rest.
A true lady's demure and a feminine strut,
Let me get the baby oil to shine that up.
And in the late nights it's her arms that I feel,
Around me in comfort and I know that's real.
She's the only one in the world for everything I'd do,
Hell, death is cheap, I'd live for you.
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Old 11-03-2007, 01:05 AM   #43 (permalink)
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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Old 11-04-2007, 08:40 PM   #44 (permalink)
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guys, when you read great works of poetry, it's always interesting to see how those poets/writers use meter and rhyme, or lack thereof. Sometimes what you don't hear is just as interesting.

If you are interested in reading poetry from the abyss, i'd recommend two clinical depressives, Anne Sexton and Sylvia Plath. Also Wilfred Owen, an English poet who wrote primarily about war.

I do not write poetry but I had to read a ton of it in college.
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Old 11-05-2007, 08:03 PM   #45 (permalink)
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guys, when you read great works of poetry, it's always interesting to see how those poets/writers use meter and rhyme, or lack thereof. Sometimes what you don't hear is just as interesting.

If you are interested in reading poetry from the abyss, i'd recommend two clinical depressives, Anne Sexton and Sylvia Plath. Also Wilfred Owen, an English poet who wrote primarily about war.

I do not write poetry but I had to read a ton of it in college.
I find that the melancholy of my teenage years provided quite enough angst to fuel a lot of my "darker writing." I will check into Sexton and Plath (I have to make an effort to read more).

A lot of times my writing is usually built upon a phrase or line within the poem that I get fixated on. Usually, it will be there and not let go. After a while, I let everything else just "flow" from there. There are very few pieces that I've put together where I had a pre-conceived idea of how they would read. Many times, I get too frustrated in not getting them to "read" the way that I've envisioned them in my head.
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Old 11-07-2007, 02:58 PM   #46 (permalink)
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A Somber Piece

Quotes From a Broken Life
by, J. Bongat - 1999

As a man I took a look back and remembered,
With what little recollection a few things I said in my life,
And to the people I said them to.

To my mom I said:
"Why are you crying?"
"What did I do?"
"I know you love me."
"No! No! I'll be good!"
"Why won't you wake up?"
"Good bye."

To my dad I said:
"No! No! Not Again!
"I promise! I promise!"
"Why do you hate me?"
"Don't ever touch me again!"
"I will kill you in your sleep. . ."
"F*CK OFF!"

To my friends I said:
"Nah, I'm fine."
"Couldn't--had to do something at home."
"These? I fell off a ladder yesterday."
"Naw, that doesn't hurt much."
"You guys don't know."
"You will never know."
"I don't need you."

To the woman I loved I said:
"I love you."
"I will never hurt you."
"What did I do?"
"Why the f*ck do you want to p*ss me off?"
"I will never do it again--I promise."
"Please don't go."

And to myself I said:
"What's going on?"
"Why are they doing this to me?"
"What have I done wrong?"
"This s*cks."
"I can't do this anymore."
"Good-bye everyone--I'm sorry."

But I only asked God one thing
"Why?"
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Old 11-07-2007, 03:50 PM   #47 (permalink)
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Waaaaahhhh! pt1
by Buo

emotional crisis has begotten me
slow as a turtle, fat as a manatee
now I must kill myself
because I'm so lonely
Die! Die! Die!
Here's the noose,
there's the tree.

Die! Die! Die!
I swim in tears and pee
Die! Die! Die!
broken heart devoid of glee
Why? Why? Why...
do they have to take away her baby?
Oh my! Oh my!
Britney, my Britney...


****taking a bow****

This poem, BTW was brought to you by the letter E.
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Old 11-07-2007, 09:08 PM   #48 (permalink)
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Waaaaahhhh! pt1
by Buo

emotional crisis has begotten me
slow as a turtle, fat as a manatee
now I must kill myself
because I'm so lonely
Die! Die! Die!
Here's the noose,
there's the tree.

Die! Die! Die!
I swim in tears and pee
Die! Die! Die!
broken heart devoid of glee
Why? Why? Why...
do they have to take away her baby?
Oh my! Oh my!
Britney, my Britney...


****taking a bow****

This poem, BTW was brought to you by the letter E.
I was hearing some violent thrash metal in the back of my head when I read that one. Repped.
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Heres one of my newer ones:

One day at a time with a crime to get mine
This way seems to leave me low and to quick to drop a dime
I have a way of manipulated my life
With a glow so odd and a mask that seems so right
I put up a fight and I leave to many behind
If obvious was any clearer I wouldnt need your sign
Bring me a thought to ponder
I need a hand to help wonder
The way that is safest to you and me
The best that works for the world to see
I have inhaled the smoke and found my way through
There is nothing harder in life than to create new
For the moment I give my chears
For all fate I give my years
To clean up and be the sun
To smile in your sight and be so bright
To climb the hill and be number one
A step so high not my eyes can see
The easy way up I must pay the fee
An obsticle to remind my life is so right
Another way proven to fight fight fight
Give me the night and I will produce your day
The look into my soul will be your sway
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Before The End Of Twilight
by Joshua Alejandro Lopez

The passionate fire sparkling in the corner of her eyes
The pupils ever enlarging
A clue of her intent
Her gaping smile
The dimples shyly deepening aside
The bloom of her lips, inviting a kiss
I whisper into her ear
A harmonious testament of my undeniable love
Her eyes, the most desirable hue of blue, gaze on
As the lucid rumble of my voice penetrates her thoughts
As the the sun sets and the moon comes in through the night
She surrenders into my arms
as love's warmth slips between her sighs
At the end of eve and beggining of dawn
She retires to sleep
So peacefully satisfied before the nights journey had gone
And she lay so gracefully in my arms
Deeply dreaming of another adventure of the same rendezvous,
But before she will awake I kiss her goodbye forever

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