Post Literate Art

[Travis]

Poetry, Fan Fiction, and the likes.
I just think it would be interesting to see some ideas that our viewers have, and actually have the courage to write down and share with everyone.


And i will do the same. I write poetry, believe it or not.
so here goes nothing.

Visimicus.deviantart.com
EDIT:::::::::::::took all my poems and what not off this thread onto visimicus at deviant. put a lot of new shit int here. check it out.

[evilplans]

i've been waiting for the thread


i'll try to put some in, well not poetry. theres some essays from school i liked, maybe i can remember them

[SnowOwl96]

Here is some of mine

Love Like Winter

To you I maybe just a mere dream
Nothing more, nothing less
I'm here one moment and gone the next.
I fade within your memory, within your thoughts
I'm not here and yet I am
You created me, made me from nothingness
Just thoughts is what I am or am I?
Am I everything you dreamed about or am I really a dream?
Am I real or just apart of a legend, fantasy or children's story?
You tell me...
Fore I know not
I am in deep silence
Someplace in this dark space
What am I?
Who am I?
Do I have a name?
What do you call me?

...Yes...


I understand now

Light, Darkness & Inbetween

I am a mystery
Not one you've ever read before
I'm a closed book but then again I open for those that are willing to
read me
Those with a strong heart, heart as pure and not easily confused maybe
able to understand me.
I am filled with love, dispair, sorrow and agony
Both darkness and light along with the inbetween fills my inner self and
my binding.
Don't let me fool you, fore I can be extremely deep
My cover and back may tell of a different story
One that maybe as false as the white lies one tells when in trouble
My stories change and entwine with each other
The same story is never told more than once my dear friend fore it
changes depending on how you interpret me.
My inner self doesn't always tell the same story as my outer exterior.
I can take you to places you've never been or dreamed of
Places forbidden, unknown and disserted
Possibly even New worlds
You may want to be wary of me fore those with weak hearts and weak minds
may get lost within my pages.
Read me with caution, stay alert and keep an open mind.
Don't fall fore you'll never get out or perhaps there is a way out but
you'll search an eternity finding it.
I am a book
One that dares, hopes to be opened and read but with a pure soul.
YOU! Are my reader, you are the one that creates the story
I am a mystery
Try, just try My dear friend
Understand me and read with Caution

~ Storybook's Keeper ~

Author *Well you should know*

Where to start...

where do all stories start?

A girl

a true friend

A friend for life

I am deep

If you close your eyes to shut out the world, can you still hear it?

Does He call out to you?

What does he say?

You probably hear the same things I do, if not similiar.

Now if you were to close your ears as well would all your problems go
away?

When you awake the world just might be there and so may all of your
worries.

I've been to places in which you've probably never been

Places you've never dreamed of and hopefully never will

I've heard and seen things that could never be forgotten or forgivable

I've seen and heard the unspeakable

My dreams are of light and darkness

Shades of Blues, greys, blacks and whites are the colors of my dreams

Some say the blind can see wonderous things, things that those with
sight cannot grasp.

I am what i am

I can be what you make me

I am that little voice in your head

I am the one that protects you in the night

I am your guardian, the sacrifice that you make.

Ever watchful spirit

The breathe of life

I am the tears that fall from your face, the pain in your stomach and
heart,

the feeling in which seems like the end.

I am the fear and living, dying soul within.

I am the spirit wanting to break free from her chains

I am your imagination always coming up with new ideas and dreams

I am the scars and brusies on your body

I am the memories that you have created

I'm in the love that you share

I can be your everything just as long as you want me...

I am sooo much more than flesh, bone, blood and soul.

These are just a few. I'll add more laters.

[davethezombie]

Awesome poetry, snowowl and travis.

Here's a little something I made while I was at summer camp for New York Film Academy:

[raptorbator]

Heres a poem I wrote in year 8 English class XD

Pickles are my best friends
I like them in my jar
I take them with me everywhere
I even strap them in my car
I like to touch them with my fingers
And sometimes lick them with my tongue
But when nobody is looking, I put them in my bum.

[AznSenzation]

i'm pretty sure some people have heard this, but here.

I will give you 12 roses. Each rose represents my love for you. 11 Real, and 1 plastic. I will love you until the last rose dies

[phillip00]

does plastic decompose?

[SnowOwl96]

That is awesome Dave! Beautifully done.
Raptor, I like it.
Travis, Yours are really good. Can you go any deeper?

[rabbeseking]

Hey Kids.

Look at your left, that's your left, where's your left? There's your left!

Look at your right, that's your right, where's your right? You're gonna die.

[SnowOwl96]

Some more.

I have finally got a name for this one

For the Homeless Man

I saw you the other day
You were on the side of the street
Holding up a sign that said
"I maybe poor but
I don't want money
The only thing I want is...
For you to give me a smile"
"A smile for a smile, a friendly face for another."
"If I die tonight or tomorrow at least I know someone cared."

~*~I won't forget you~*~

For a friend (I don't know if she ever read this) >.>

Once you asked me if i'd always be there? I looked at you confused and replied "Yeah!, I guess.."Second time you asked me "Would you always be there for me?" and this time you wanted the answer sealed with a promise. So I promised you. Now after 15 years I look back on all the things we've done together and seperately. And for some reason I can't seem to figure out how we ended up alright. I'm not for sure if you picked up on my guardian techniques; If you were watching and listening to me this whole time or maybe it was a mix of the things I did and said around you or away from you and the things you learned on your own Or just maybe maybe...you didn't pick up on anything that I did. Perhaps you knew the things I knew all along and you never really needed me to rely(sp) on. Either way I'm glad to be your friend.Through thick and thin, the good times and the bad times. The times I wanted to choke you, yell and scream at you and didn't because you had guests over. The times I pushed you away and slammed the door in your face and you never left. It's times like those that I begin to wonder if you were stupid, dumb or perhaps all that was was a sign that we'd always be friends. We've been through sooo much together. You and I will always be friends. We have such an unusual friendship, one I'd like to keep if that's alright with you? = )Thanks for sticking around all these years. Our friendship will never die. I don't understand it...

The Forbidden Garden (I don't know why I used this for a title)

I'm walking to your grave this evening. I've come to bring you flowers after what seems to be two yrs. of pain, sorrow and blame. The wind blows; it speaks to me, it wants me to stop crying and informs me that there will be brighter days ahead of me that I we shall meet again one day and when that day comes we will make things right again. Silver thick ribbons fly past me on both sides of my body swirling at the speedof light. I lay the flowers down on your grave and with these tears that shall fall a million times like they had before I leave you with these words. " I shall miss you my dearest friend, we shall one day perhaps meet again like the wind has once already informed me, Goodbye and Hello again for I am the secret friend the angel that did not speak a word but showed great happiness through emotion and expressions. This cannot and will not be the end for I refuse to let it be. One day, one day My dearest friend. Will you be waiting for me on the other side? This is one of the darkest sorrowful nights that I have ever known perhaps we will meet on a much brighter beautiful happier night."

The Mystical ball

I feel like the young man that sits at his desk in the evening.
He sits exhausted looking at his lap and looks up to see whats left of sunlight glaring through the crystal ball that sits on his desk.
He seems to be in thought...his memories flash before his eyes and he starts to relax
and smile. He wonders if the past was so grand, what does the future behold for me?
He slowly reaches for the ball and lightly turns it and as it spins slowly the sparkles inside transform into miniature stars followed by a trillion trails.
I find myself looking into the same crystal ball, sitting in the same chair, falling back into time and remembering all the good things about life. I also find myself wondering about our future; What may be in store for us?

[ZombiNe]

I just thought of this in a few minutes as a lil joke.

As you lay in the corner of my room collecting dust,
My childhood memories return.
Your music bringing joy to my life.
Piles of yellow fruit engraved into my heart.
How I will never forget you,
My love,
Donkey Country.

[desslyn]

Wow, there's some cool stuff mostly poetry here. Its good.

I'm gonna post one or two of my lyrics type. Sad and stuff but yeah.

Forever with you




Have you ever felt so down

From the one you used to love so much

It hurts, but you have to move on.

You know how hard it was to let go.

You wont let go

Your their guardian angel, and you won't drown in the water

Pulling you down

Trying to break free

Tearing you up

Trying to stay in one piece.


You know how hard it was,

--

Imaginary

Just a imaginary
Imaginary

I'm just a girl
Just a girl

That's in your mind

I'm imaginary

I'm a imaginary girl
That you keep in your head

Fantasizing bout me all the time

I know, so don't lie

Aren't you forgetting that I'm in your mind

Silly boy

--


Help me, I'm Falling.

Someone help me, Im trapped in this darkness

Someone help me , I'm locked in a cage

Im falling in this blackness

Wont anybody give me a hand

Somebody get me out of here, pull me out from this never ending hell

Someone get me out of this cage, find the key to release me.

I feel so insecure and cold
but
I feel safe and warm
I got mixed feelings, its not right.

Its really cold. Each fall that I take.
Can someone please bring me back.

Each fall that I take
Each step I go
I'm locked up.

Feeling so insecure
falling in this blackness
So Cold
Someone,Somebody
Somebody, Someone
please bring me back

Okay, ha ha.. I better stop before I go too wild.

Hope you like it.

[Icarus94]

when it ends
i want my eyes to be open
so i can see the sneer
the frowns
the anger
the hate
all pointed at me
directed at me
ending me

[Icarus94]

we fight wars
we make peace
we fight the war on drugs
a starbucks opens across the street dispensing caffeine
we make anti-depressants
that increase the chances of suicide
we ask whats wrong
but would hate to have to do something about it
we create religion
we still go to hell
we chin up
to see the skies aflame
we cry

and I can't stop.

[TheAwesome]

Travis, you're an amazing poet.

And everyone else is awesome as well.

Here's something I wrote for a slam competition a few years ago. It did pretty well - it ended up getting us to finals. It doesn't really feel the same when you read it to yourself though - it's written for purely performance reasons. There's still some actions I have in there - ignore them. Wheeeeee.

The Children are Our Future

I will
KILL YOUR CHILDREN.
Drive daggers through hearts of millions of infants and
force feed bleach to the future president of the United States of America
who is currently ditching his remedial English class
hiding out in the boy’s bathroom
Getting high off fumes from the hand rolled joint
Belonging to the next Mayor of Chicago,
And losing brain cells by inhaling the whiteout they stole from the teachers.

And this
Is okay with me.
[long pause]

These are the children of our future.
The corrupted youth of the nation
has no patience to listen and learn because
They are all ADD ridden
Parents are begging their children to take the medication for their life threatening disease.

They shove Ritalin down vomit eroded throats,
So their kids can sit,
shut up and
pay attention
But they’ll forget to take their pills,
Too busy popping ecstasy and the pain killers they stole [start voice like gossiping teenager] from the the kid that had surgery after pulling like...something like a 540 Caballero-360 Icepick Grind or...something... off the ramp using his Xbox controller
...he suffered from carpal tunnel after that fateful day. [hang head sadly/MOURN MOTHER FUUUCKER]

Our country’s best gets wasted while they hum along to
Kids Bop renditions of
Fall Out Boy.
[sing your choice of lyrics here]
Pubescent voices singing sexual innuendos without knowing what they really mean
Idolozing Fall Out Boy’s front Pete Wentz because he can do anything.
Pictures of his privates flash across computer screens like still images from Paris Hilton’s homemade porno.

Girls want to be just like her
So, they dress in mini skirts
And shirts that bare their midriffs
Using compact mirrors to smear on electric colored eyeshadow
mimicking Miss Hilton’s eyelid painted bright blue
Black and blue after I

punch her in the face [punch the air - dur]
for being a little girls false idol
and just for being alive.

Children look up to the underdressed and over dosed papparazi flashers because they get all the attention.

We are losing the communication between generations,
Our future is
Mistakenly using numbers for words and punctuation
To make little faces in instant messages.
They live in a world where manners don’t matter,
And it’s not their fault.
The children of the future are being raised in a present with sex, drugs, war
and Lindsay Lohan.
But there’s no turning back,
Nothing we can do
Our only answer is to
KILL THE YOUTH.
Please, use condoms.