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Oh God, you're here...at my page...what are you doing?!!

You must leave at once! This is a place of woe, turmoil, famine, and pestilence. Souls have clicked this evil, evil link and never returned...you risk your very sanity even by reading this far...God help you if you should choose to read below this line...

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Ok, you've made it this far so you are obviously very brave (or bored), but here are some pretty pictures to keep you occupied!

If your wondering what you'll find at the bottom of this long...long....long page, I'll give you a little example of what I write!

 

Poems

Short Stories

Haiku

Lyrics...well, pretty much anything that comes as an idea I will write down and hope it turns into something special.


I don't know where I got the above pic at but DAMN it's freakkkkkkkky ain't it?

and the on below is even better *grin*

Let me introduce you to the five faces of my muse...

(from left)

Marlo: The absolute CREEP! He's depraved, perverted, sick, and perpetually homicidal...he's a necro creep but damnit he can spin some WILD and horribly entertaining yarns.

Jonis: Clinically insane. I only let HIM out of his cage on special occasions. If you catch him on a good day (when he's not screaming his guts out) you can hear some of the craziest and most confounding poems you ever read! This is probably the one I'm scared of the most...SHHH! Don't let him hear you say that though, I have to put up with this damn guy.

Theocleus: The romantic philosopher, aristrocrat, and all around renaissance man. Speaketh he in the grand tongue of Shakespear, although me'thinks much is lost in the translation. He's responsible for all of the deep and soulfull writes.

Abe: This guy walks into my mind sometimes and opens his mouth but nothing comes out...to be honest, I don't think he's ever spoke through me...yet.

Apropos: Everything else you read, chances are, this guy created it.


I've been writing for a little over two years and I'd like to share with you, since you're here (why not?, the first poem I ever wrote.


Grab a handful
It's soft and supple
The epitaph, it sings of sorrow
And graveyard dirt soaks up the morrow

Stone teeth
Jutting from the nether
Gold etched letters and sweet smelling flowers
The marker is well kept and graveyard dirt counts the hours

He spends them sitting still
A motionless mourner
Coming at dawn and leaving at dusk
The night seeks his scent and graveyard dirt goes to work on the husk

She breathes no more
He holds his in
While he sits his lungs stand still
Graveyard dirt inhales the air he misses and she lives through his will

Through him she breathes
Through her he lives
The trees sigh with longing, the branches scratch the air, and the night comes fast
Their time is short, the life they share renounces itself at midnight, and will this dance of resuscitation last?


Wish me luck in this "writing thing" and be sure to cross your fingers for me please, because mine will probably be too busy typing!




I am fighting off waves of sorrow, and in the trough, from the depths...rises a siren.


 

This poem below was related to me by Clovis im Curious, and it is by the author, Francesca Falk Miller. Thanks to the author, Clo, and also Memory Grove Memorial Chapel.


Immortality


And there shall come
A day in Spring
When death and winter lose
There chill white hold.
A day of sunlit air
When winging birds
Return to earth,
Whose gently bosoms bare
So that new thristy life
Can nurture there.
That breathless hour
So filled with warm
Soft miracles that
Faith is born anew.
On such a day, I
Shall return to you.
You may not touch me, no.
For you have thought of
me as dead.
But, in the silence,
Lift your eyes, towards
The dear infinity of skies,
and listen with your
Very soul held still.
For you will hear me
Advancing on some little hill,
Not far away, not dead,
Not even gone.
And without stirring from
Your quiet place,
Your love will welcome
Mine across this little space.

And we will talk

Of every lovely thing,

When I return in Spring.


 

Quotes from a guy who should not be quoting himself....


 

"To quote oneself is to give the ego a voice for all to hear."


"sex cannot compare to the warmth that comes not from the loins, but from a friends bright smile"

 

"When thinking with small mind, problems of world seem very large indeed."


"Great minds do not think alike. There is only telepathic plagiarism."


"No one can steal my heart. But they can commit breaking and entering quite easily."


"The man who travels the world seeking enlightenment has gone too far. It lies in the opening of a flower, the cry of a dove, or the complete ringing silence found when the white noise of life is allowed to flourish."


"Cavities are the best way to find out if your parents give a rat's a$$."

"Patience is like a buried landmine."


"Try your best to wear a smile on your sleeve. Frowns tend to get caught in the fabric."

 

"I was once asked by a friend, "Have you lost your mind?" To which I replied, "Hell no, I kicked that fucker out years ago."

 

"That thing is happening again..."

 

 

 

Favorite bands include:
Rammstein (My fav)
System of a Down (Powerful group)
Green Day (Just fun as hell, and brilliant in their last album)
My Chemical Romance (Sorrow laden, but goth brusque done very well)
Korn (To a degree)


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My Girlfriend and Truest Love: http://allpoetry.com/truecrimechik (truecrimechik - Julie)

This is my jewel of the sound. When we met, I knew there was something special right away between us. Attraction, sure, but something deeper and more effluent. I am falling faster and faster everyday for this woman and I think I might just keep falling for the rest of my life. In fact, I know I will. It's scary, wonderful, and intimdating at the same time, but I know this woman is the one I want forever.

Words can't really express the depth of emotion she brings out in me. She's made me think clearer about things, love deeper, write better, understand myself more. We are a beautiful couple, to be perfectly blunt, not just in looks but in purety and selfless love. We give and give and give as much as we can to each other and there is no other person on this earth that can make me feel lighter than air.

I love you sweetheart, forever and always.

Futhermucking pineapple roundhouse uppercut dropkick bodyslam baby *love* *love* *love* *love* *kiss* *kiss* *kiss* *kiss*

 

 

- Kerri:

http://allpoetry.com/Amethyst%20Butterfly (Amethyst Butterfly - Kerri)

I suppose me and Kerri have had a falling out. I care alot about her and want to wish her the best in everything, and I truly mean that. Please know, I don't want there to be any hard feelings and I'm willing to patch things up if you want to. I doubt it for some reason though. I'll always love you as a friend.

So, I guess this is a tribute to her. She is a beautiful person, inside and out, and she was always there for me when I needed her to be, as I was for her. We've shared alot and I thought forever we would be friends/bro and sis, but things change and people change. In any case, read her poetry and you'll be amazed at her poetic talents and pure soul.


 

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My family:

Best Friend is: allpoetry.com/poets/lost%20in%20my%20world (lost in my world)

She is truly one of the most spectacular women I have ever had the esteemed honor to be in contact with. She inspires me every single day and I love her dearly. MUAH!

She is an extremely busy woman and I respect her for the many weights she carries on her shoulders, but she does so with a smile and that makes me love her all the more. 

 

(This is her by the way...not me...)


Here is a poem she recently wrote that I am in love with! It's so meloncholy and sad...hurts very much to know she feels this way sometimes


You know me...

I’m that home that’s been empty for years,

broken window if there is any to be seen;

gutted and left, just a distant memory

that never comes to the mind.

Left to fall with nothing there to save it;

standing alone through the harsh winter days and nights.

and summer rays beat on it,

tearing it down more every year.

Until the day there is nothing that remains.

An un-forgotten dream,

left to die in its own emptiness

and no one ever looks back...

I am....

that old horse, left in the field;

bought for a child, was fully used,

and when it couldn’t give them the joy they wanted

it was sent out to pasture and forgotten about.

Sitting there, all alone, grazing on the land,

knowing that the day for it to be put to rest

isn’t soon enough.

I am also the weather...

I can rain for days and shine for many more...

I can get dark as the darkest cloud,

roaring to be heard, and then slip away

to let my sunshine through.

I can cause destruction when I’m unsettled,

but thankfully I know how to hold back

for the longest time.

But mostly I’m the old house that’s left in the dust

waiting to fall and knowing I wont be missed.

This is who I am.

You do know me....

 

AP Mommy is: http://allpoetry.com/Cinnarry (Paula)

Damnit to hell this woman is FUNNY! But she's so sweet and I just know she'll treat her baby boy right. Tuck him in at night, give him a kiss, and if need be, climb into bed with him when he's scared of the thunder and lightning....*feels hand creeping up his thigh* MOMMY! *purrs*

I lub youuuuuuuuuu mein leibling Mutter! She is a great poet too, I just need to get my ass in gear and read more of her work. MUAH MUAH MUAH *kiss* *kiss* *hug* *hug*

Seriously we kicked off our friendship with a great start and she's the funnest gal in the world! I'm so happy to know her and her beautiful personality and caring heart shine through in every word she speaks...even when she's cussing like a naval officer. *rofl*

I LOVE YOU MOMMY!!!!!!!!
 

AP Grandpappy is: allpoetry.com/poets/Clovis%20i%20m%20Curious (Clovis im Curious)

He is just a fun guy to talk to, and a damn good poet. Very intelligent and will make you smile.

Read his poem allpoetry.com/Poem/2140524

(Bridges) and try not to get a lump in your throat.


AP Aunt is: http://allpoetry.com/Rose%20Angel (Rosemary)

Meet my sweet, kind, and loveable Aunt Rose!! She's so great to converse with and talk about anything and everything under the sun with. I admire her for her faith and charm *grin*

She's got great spirit, though a little shy *blush* She's also an excellent poet. I LOVE YOU AUNTIE ROSE!!! 

AP Muse Taunter is: allpoetry.com/poets/DK%20akaLunaticSerene (DK akaLunaticSerene)

This chic....pheww! Damn, she can write circles around me. I get jealous sometimes! Shhhh...don't tell anyone, but I think she might actually be an escaped lunatic--wait! Here she comes...shhh!



AP sisters are: allpoetry.com/poets/Whispered%20Devotions (Whispered Devotions)

I have only begun to sample her work, but what I have read so far has left me feeling inspired and uplifted. Each time I enter one of her contests I am always surprised and pleased by her intelligence, creativity, and input.



allpoetry.com/poets/Bella%20Morte (Bella Morte)

What can I say about this girl?...well, she's nuts, psychotic, warped, dark, and sadistic.......she's also a pretty damn cool person when she isn't being attacked by the december blues and the emo monster *grin* I lub her for being the only girl in the world that can make me see red and then white...hehehe *grin* 

 

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