ok. i regularly complain that a poem i post is not very good, such that i know i would not want it to be the first one of mine that someone would read. there are various reasons i post them anyway. from now on these will be posted or transferred to my second account-
allpoetry.com/poets/bob%20the%20younger
created specifically for this purpose. this is where you should go if you wish to read these pieces. thanks.
Hi all, im really called Fred, but call me bob (its a coool name! all those who agree, please note support on my petition, below [its down as one of my poems, just look through], + endeavour to have all children whose naming you may have an influence on Bob. thank you for your support) ( allpoetry.com/Poem/738987 ; petition, allpoetry.com/group/1151 ; group with same cause...) I use poetry to express emotions I feel, or have felt, or to write about something I have witnessed that has had an affect on me. In other words, everything I write means something to me, even if no one else, im not just writing without emotion. I have written some stuff about worrying emotions, but (most of) that's sorted out now.
Ok just bleep out that last sentence I wrote, that only applicable to old poems. He he cheerful, but... now im writing mostly about current problems, joys etc. yah o well I wish everything was perfect, hmmm, but it would be quite boring yah?
im boring...
i have currently 710 poems stored on my home computer *proud* unfortunately most of them are shite... o well
ok that was ages ago i have lots more now... maybe twice that amount, i don't know. who cares.
around 1000 i think
ooo you know when im writing this kind of stuff, when I go back to it I realise that I really cant spell? hmm its confusing, o well il just ignore it and itl go away, usually works. Hmmm that could be my motto for life. Wot you think?
Can’t think of anywhere else to say this, so ill put it here. I write poetry to try and express things inside me: emotions, thoughts, feelings etc. I cannot write a poem on a subject someone tells me to write about unless I happen to care strongly about that subject. I have these emotions and try to express them with words. Humankind has tried many ways of expressing these true, powerful emotions. Words, music, art, writing, body language, tears, dance, mime, drama/acting, actions/gestures etc. none is more valid than any other. They are all just trying to communicate these emotions inside us. If we could talk in emotions, they would be powerful. Imagine if, when you are in love/filled with hate/sad/amused, and you try and tell someone how you feel and can never express it fully, imagine if you could speak in the language your body uses, and express something as strong and pure as your emotions are to yourself. That would be pure communication. Everything else is an attempt at that, but can never fully achieve that. I often find when writing that I use the description of events far out of proportion to those that could trigger something of the same intensity as what I feel, but it is necessary to exaggerate greatly when using a lesser means of communication, to achieve the same response as if you could have simply stated the pure feeling. Umm, ok what I just sed is a bit (very?) screwed up, feel free to ignore it/abuse me for how wrong it is. Umm but yeh wud be interested to hear the views of anyone even vaguely interested (I don’t have very high hopes), tho not sure I explained it very well.
Everyone is entitled to their own views, opinions, thoughts, and emotions. Within limits they are entitled to try and convince others of the correctness of these views. No one is entitled to force these views on others. Everyone’s views are of equal validity.
O thought I should put something about me... just as an afterthought..
Here we go then. Umm. Im a student shortly to do gcse's in england, I enjoy: reading, writing, listening to music, being with friends, anything to do with my girlfriend, playing bass guitar, will add more things as I remember them. I play cello quite well (but not amazingly) and im a beginner bass guitar player. I love reading books, which most people my age find unusual. I was born in New Zealand and lived there 9 years before moving to England, where I live on the south coast. I attended a steiner school (also know as wardolf schools, if anyone else has ever been to one say hi to me pls pls) for... sum years. Mustv been 4 years.
Umm not sure if im allowed 2 say this here, but tis just my personal opinion: the modern world, mostly just the developed countries, SUCKS! So, ... ... ... START A REVOLUTION! O yes, I remem. In partic, it’s the GOVERNMENTS that suck. Get rid of them. And lotsa other ppl, but we can come to them later. Then maybe with someone worthwhile in power we can do sumthn about 3rd world problems and stuff. Radical, hmm?
Some great lyrics. I won’t put to many up here, although tis very tempting… but it would be annoying… I wouldn’t want to read them, if I was you. I might update it, change them, someday so….
Placebo, Without You I’m Nothing, track 4 - Ask for answers.
There are no second chances
This time
I might
To ask the sea for answers
Always falling to the floor
Softer than it was before
Dark boy,
Need you whore
Into the hell you take me for
Give up
This fight
There are no second chances
This time
I might
To ask the sea for answers
These bonds are shackle free
Wrapped in lust and lunacy
Tiny touch of jealousy
These bonds are shackle free
Get through
This night
There are no second chances
This time
I might
To ask the sea for answers
These bonds are shackle free
Other lyrics and random quotes that meant something to me. Some are unnatributed, if anyone wonders where they are from just ask. ok changed my mind il just say who wrote them
I describe the way I feel
Weeping wounds that never heal
Exploit my soul, you fucking wankers
Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking, don’t think I don’t know how it feel.
Build a man a fire, and he’ll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he’ll be warm for the rest of his life.
My words are weapons
With which I murder you
i asserted that the world was mad, and the world said that i was mad, and confound them, they out-voted me!
17 seconds of compassion
17 seconds of peace
17 seconds to remember love is the energy behind which all is created
17 seconds to remember all that is good
17 seconds to forget all your hurt and pain
17 seconds of faith
17 seconds to trust you again
17 seconds of radiance
17 seconds to send a prayer up
17 seconds is all you really need
I love music, don’t know what I’d do without it. Along with poetry, it’d be hard to live without. Bands I like…. …
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Muse, Placebo, The Offspring, Nirvana, Arch Enemy, Black Sabbath, System of a Down, Puddle of Mudd, Blur, The Coral, Prodigy, Foo Fighters, My Ruin, Funeral for a Friend, Gorillaz, The Haunted, Iron Maiden, Linken Park (either love or hate them, not sure), Metallica, My Dying Bride, Nothingface, Papa Roach, Chillis, The Vines, Stereophonics, Machine Head, Dimmu Borgir, Iced Earth, Megadeth, Pantera, Rage Against The Machine (? sometimes) SMashing Pumpkins,
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etc, etc, etc ad infinitum. I also enjoy other types…. Classical and stuff… but kinda only when played live or something… wouldn’t buy an album of that stuff. There’s lotsa good stuff that I don’t like, and that’s just personal taste… tis fine if you like it. But I HATE pop music. Sorry if I offend you… but im as free to my opinion as you are, im not making you read this. It’s just so empty of any real emotion. It’s created to make money. It could be art. It could carry emotion, joy, humour. It doesn’t. Take a look at the lyrics, they are empty. They were not written by someone who cared about what they were writing about. And gangsta rap or whatever. I hear people talking about guns and pimps and stuff, stupid children who’ve never seen a gun or a whore in their lives, who think for some reason that its ‘cool’. Its bullshit.
Oh and another thing.. if you’re still reading after that last paragraph… I hate the people who get offended when I comment on their work with something other than a compliment. Last time that happened, I received an IM from some random author, telling me how horrible I was, that I was just jealous of a better poet than me, and a load of other insulting crap. It wasn’t even the poet I had commented on, although it often is. In this case I had read a poem, been truly surprised by how crap it was (definitely not jealous) and then put a lot of time and mental effort into telling the author why I thought it was crap, and how they could make it better. It was just my opinion, offered as help. They didn’t need to listen to it if they didn’t want to. And then I got someone giving me bullshit over it… someone who had sed it was a very good piece… which I think was a lie…. (although maybe they just had a very different opinion on what makes good poetry… that’s ok). But actually this time the poet had told me they where grateful for my comment. Although often they aren’t. And then I went and looked at a different poem by the same person… and it was good and I sed so. Just saying something is crap is an insult.. if it accompanies a critique say why it is crap and how you can make it better… personally as a poet I would be very grateful. People should be less sensitive to criticism.
There is so much about me I hide. Sometimes I feel that who I appear to be is a lie… but if it is I have lost myself. Im not saying here who I truly am… maybe it will be in a poem one day, but: this is something I will pray for people to understand... it is in all my work. Who I truly am. My soul. My mind. but it is not put clearly, metaphor and comparisons, etc etc, most people do not understand. If ever you glimpse that, that is me. It IS my poems. Every word.
not really sure why im saying most of this stuff here, things i belive/feel etc but maybe just if anyones interested in me... or sumthing i dont know.
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK well if anyone cares... then just don't bother. no more happy...
ok i changed my mind more happy. happy for anyone! if anyone wants some happy just ask me
ok i think i have mood swing issues. its all up and down all over the place! apologies if i grumpy comment on you or whatever, tis just a bad mood.
LOL check this out !! wow... allpoetry.com/Poem/1293929 hehehe
poets i love:
dianabluelove allpoetry.com/poets/dianabluelove
darkresolution allpoetry.com/poets/darkresolution *
yes there's only two of them. it's annoying when you see links to hundreds of poets (most just the authors friends) and it's even more annoying when you go to check them out, and they suck. these two i look up to... their work really means something. unfortunately darkresolution has deleted her work due to repeated plagiarism. i gave the link anyway.... for some reason. other than that, you will not necessarily agree that they are amazing, however it is my true opinion...
dollyoko.thing.net/ID/TEXT/LN35.HTM
(warning: its disturbing............ well kinda. just if you're sensitive.)
check this one out if you're looking for some good reads. allpoetry.com/poem/1420615
please take a look
allpoetry.com/poets/bob%20the%20younger
created specifically for this purpose. this is where you should go if you wish to read these pieces. thanks.
Hi all, im really called Fred, but call me bob (its a coool name! all those who agree, please note support on my petition, below [its down as one of my poems, just look through], + endeavour to have all children whose naming you may have an influence on Bob. thank you for your support) ( allpoetry.com/Poem/738987 ; petition, allpoetry.com/group/1151 ; group with same cause...) I use poetry to express emotions I feel, or have felt, or to write about something I have witnessed that has had an affect on me. In other words, everything I write means something to me, even if no one else, im not just writing without emotion. I have written some stuff about worrying emotions, but (most of) that's sorted out now.
Ok just bleep out that last sentence I wrote, that only applicable to old poems. He he cheerful, but... now im writing mostly about current problems, joys etc. yah o well I wish everything was perfect, hmmm, but it would be quite boring yah?
im boring...
i have currently 710 poems stored on my home computer *proud* unfortunately most of them are shite... o well
ok that was ages ago i have lots more now... maybe twice that amount, i don't know. who cares.
around 1000 i think
ooo you know when im writing this kind of stuff, when I go back to it I realise that I really cant spell? hmm its confusing, o well il just ignore it and itl go away, usually works. Hmmm that could be my motto for life. Wot you think?
Can’t think of anywhere else to say this, so ill put it here. I write poetry to try and express things inside me: emotions, thoughts, feelings etc. I cannot write a poem on a subject someone tells me to write about unless I happen to care strongly about that subject. I have these emotions and try to express them with words. Humankind has tried many ways of expressing these true, powerful emotions. Words, music, art, writing, body language, tears, dance, mime, drama/acting, actions/gestures etc. none is more valid than any other. They are all just trying to communicate these emotions inside us. If we could talk in emotions, they would be powerful. Imagine if, when you are in love/filled with hate/sad/amused, and you try and tell someone how you feel and can never express it fully, imagine if you could speak in the language your body uses, and express something as strong and pure as your emotions are to yourself. That would be pure communication. Everything else is an attempt at that, but can never fully achieve that. I often find when writing that I use the description of events far out of proportion to those that could trigger something of the same intensity as what I feel, but it is necessary to exaggerate greatly when using a lesser means of communication, to achieve the same response as if you could have simply stated the pure feeling. Umm, ok what I just sed is a bit (very?) screwed up, feel free to ignore it/abuse me for how wrong it is. Umm but yeh wud be interested to hear the views of anyone even vaguely interested (I don’t have very high hopes), tho not sure I explained it very well.
Everyone is entitled to their own views, opinions, thoughts, and emotions. Within limits they are entitled to try and convince others of the correctness of these views. No one is entitled to force these views on others. Everyone’s views are of equal validity.
O thought I should put something about me... just as an afterthought..
Here we go then. Umm. Im a student shortly to do gcse's in england, I enjoy: reading, writing, listening to music, being with friends, anything to do with my girlfriend, playing bass guitar, will add more things as I remember them. I play cello quite well (but not amazingly) and im a beginner bass guitar player. I love reading books, which most people my age find unusual. I was born in New Zealand and lived there 9 years before moving to England, where I live on the south coast. I attended a steiner school (also know as wardolf schools, if anyone else has ever been to one say hi to me pls pls) for... sum years. Mustv been 4 years.
Umm not sure if im allowed 2 say this here, but tis just my personal opinion: the modern world, mostly just the developed countries, SUCKS! So, ... ... ... START A REVOLUTION! O yes, I remem. In partic, it’s the GOVERNMENTS that suck. Get rid of them. And lotsa other ppl, but we can come to them later. Then maybe with someone worthwhile in power we can do sumthn about 3rd world problems and stuff. Radical, hmm?
Some great lyrics. I won’t put to many up here, although tis very tempting… but it would be annoying… I wouldn’t want to read them, if I was you. I might update it, change them, someday so….
Placebo, Without You I’m Nothing, track 4 - Ask for answers.
There are no second chances
This time
I might
To ask the sea for answers
Always falling to the floor
Softer than it was before
Dark boy,
Need you whore
Into the hell you take me for
Give up
This fight
There are no second chances
This time
I might
To ask the sea for answers
These bonds are shackle free
Wrapped in lust and lunacy
Tiny touch of jealousy
These bonds are shackle free
Get through
This night
There are no second chances
This time
I might
To ask the sea for answers
These bonds are shackle free
Other lyrics and random quotes that meant something to me. Some are unnatributed, if anyone wonders where they are from just ask. ok changed my mind il just say who wrote them
I describe the way I feel
Weeping wounds that never heal
Exploit my soul, you fucking wankers
Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking, don’t think I don’t know how it feel.
Build a man a fire, and he’ll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he’ll be warm for the rest of his life.
My words are weapons
With which I murder you
i asserted that the world was mad, and the world said that i was mad, and confound them, they out-voted me!
17 seconds of compassion
17 seconds of peace
17 seconds to remember love is the energy behind which all is created
17 seconds to remember all that is good
17 seconds to forget all your hurt and pain
17 seconds of faith
17 seconds to trust you again
17 seconds of radiance
17 seconds to send a prayer up
17 seconds is all you really need
I love music, don’t know what I’d do without it. Along with poetry, it’d be hard to live without. Bands I like…. …
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~#~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Muse, Placebo, The Offspring, Nirvana, Arch Enemy, Black Sabbath, System of a Down, Puddle of Mudd, Blur, The Coral, Prodigy, Foo Fighters, My Ruin, Funeral for a Friend, Gorillaz, The Haunted, Iron Maiden, Linken Park (either love or hate them, not sure), Metallica, My Dying Bride, Nothingface, Papa Roach, Chillis, The Vines, Stereophonics, Machine Head, Dimmu Borgir, Iced Earth, Megadeth, Pantera, Rage Against The Machine (? sometimes) SMashing Pumpkins,
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~#~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
etc, etc, etc ad infinitum. I also enjoy other types…. Classical and stuff… but kinda only when played live or something… wouldn’t buy an album of that stuff. There’s lotsa good stuff that I don’t like, and that’s just personal taste… tis fine if you like it. But I HATE pop music. Sorry if I offend you… but im as free to my opinion as you are, im not making you read this. It’s just so empty of any real emotion. It’s created to make money. It could be art. It could carry emotion, joy, humour. It doesn’t. Take a look at the lyrics, they are empty. They were not written by someone who cared about what they were writing about. And gangsta rap or whatever. I hear people talking about guns and pimps and stuff, stupid children who’ve never seen a gun or a whore in their lives, who think for some reason that its ‘cool’. Its bullshit.
Oh and another thing.. if you’re still reading after that last paragraph… I hate the people who get offended when I comment on their work with something other than a compliment. Last time that happened, I received an IM from some random author, telling me how horrible I was, that I was just jealous of a better poet than me, and a load of other insulting crap. It wasn’t even the poet I had commented on, although it often is. In this case I had read a poem, been truly surprised by how crap it was (definitely not jealous) and then put a lot of time and mental effort into telling the author why I thought it was crap, and how they could make it better. It was just my opinion, offered as help. They didn’t need to listen to it if they didn’t want to. And then I got someone giving me bullshit over it… someone who had sed it was a very good piece… which I think was a lie…. (although maybe they just had a very different opinion on what makes good poetry… that’s ok). But actually this time the poet had told me they where grateful for my comment. Although often they aren’t. And then I went and looked at a different poem by the same person… and it was good and I sed so. Just saying something is crap is an insult.. if it accompanies a critique say why it is crap and how you can make it better… personally as a poet I would be very grateful. People should be less sensitive to criticism.
There is so much about me I hide. Sometimes I feel that who I appear to be is a lie… but if it is I have lost myself. Im not saying here who I truly am… maybe it will be in a poem one day, but: this is something I will pray for people to understand... it is in all my work. Who I truly am. My soul. My mind. but it is not put clearly, metaphor and comparisons, etc etc, most people do not understand. If ever you glimpse that, that is me. It IS my poems. Every word.
not really sure why im saying most of this stuff here, things i belive/feel etc but maybe just if anyones interested in me... or sumthing i dont know.
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK well if anyone cares... then just don't bother. no more happy...
ok i changed my mind more happy. happy for anyone! if anyone wants some happy just ask me
ok i think i have mood swing issues. its all up and down all over the place! apologies if i grumpy comment on you or whatever, tis just a bad mood.
LOL check this out !! wow... allpoetry.com/Poem/1293929 hehehe
poets i love:
dianabluelove allpoetry.com/poets/dianabluelove
darkresolution allpoetry.com/poets/darkresolution *
yes there's only two of them. it's annoying when you see links to hundreds of poets (most just the authors friends) and it's even more annoying when you go to check them out, and they suck. these two i look up to... their work really means something. unfortunately darkresolution has deleted her work due to repeated plagiarism. i gave the link anyway.... for some reason. other than that, you will not necessarily agree that they are amazing, however it is my true opinion...
dollyoko.thing.net/ID/TEXT/LN35.HTM
(warning: its disturbing............ well kinda. just if you're sensitive.)
check this one out if you're looking for some good reads. allpoetry.com/poem/1420615
please take a look
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livingItup on July 31, 2006Hey,
holy shit I love your name!!! Bob is awesome!!!! -
The.poet.of.hearts on July 21, 2006no relation to winters no theme deserve no good idea define there just 5 lines which you wrote see in my winter nights after you there are many ones who have been commented
and when ever you do poetry so remember one thing u will be called a good poet if your poetry become so deep and some one has work hard and has to find in it something byy reading it many times
and u hiding the meaning go and ask to your teachers what is the real art of poetry
u know sub continents poetry
just ask it to your teachers they will tell you whats sub continent poetry
and listen one thing if william wordsworth came born in india or pakistan he hasnt got anything even poets called him a stuppid poet who dont know poetry
and yeah about you so first learn something about the poetry
just suppose i m mirza asad ul allah khan ghalib 's student
and go and ask to your teacher evn if he doesnt reply go to the most superior teacher of your coountry and ask -- sir who is ghalib i wanna know him about his poetry--
then he will tell you who was ghalib
if some one say poetry has its own GOd so dont think anything else just think ghalib and meer could be the GOD of poetry
now plz dont shooout like a child and dont cry
i hope you will understand so soon
and remember i m ghalib's student
and i didnt say child by age but i said child by thinking and poetry level
understand my child
and about my winter i still challenge anyone at ap or in anywhere in world tht it has 100 and more differen themes and ideas -
Iohagh on June 27, 2006Darling
Thanks for visiting the page and reading about What a Kiss means. I have another one about Love is worth celebrating. I hope it added to the quality of your life. Rember Pixies are eternal unless we fall in love with a mortal but elflords and other magical beings are OK. Life sometimes seems boring and Oscar Wilde said boredom is the lust for lust. Dirty old UK dandy but who knows. LOL. Smoosh before I whoosh.
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