Poetry, Prose and Other Creative Writing

[ZeUs!!]

PARTY PEOPLE IN THE HOUSE! WANT TO MAKE SOME NOISE? WANT TO MAKE SOME NOISE? WANT TO MAKE SOME N-N-N-N-N-NOISE? PARTY PEOPLE IN THE HOUSE! WANT TO DANCE LIKE YOU'VE NEVER DANCED? WANT TO DANCE LIKE YOU'VE NEVER DANCED? WANT TO DANCE LIKE YOU'VE NEVER D-D-D-D-D-D-DANCED? PARTY PEOPLE IN THE HOUSE!

[bloodzombie]

Originally posed on pallies forum Oct. 3 2001:



I was cool once...

I believe the year was 1989, but I could be wrong. My dad and I went to Sears and bought a computer.. man, she was a beauty... she had all the extras.. a 20 meg hard drive (my dad's friend from work tried to talk him out of the hard drive, he said it was the equivalent of a junk drawer, you just fill it up with crap that you don't really need... I mean, everything you need is on disks, right?), 256k ram.. and get this... a color monitor! I used this sucker for a few months when my friend Brian Hile (the fattest kid I've ever known, he worked at burger king for about 6 years, then I saw him again later, he must've been about 350#) turned me on to what he called "BBSing". So I told my dad that we needed a thing called a "modem". Having seen Wargames, I thought I knew a thing or two... sure, all you do is set the receiver into this funny looking doo-dad and dial the number, and your computer starts to talk, and then you're a hacker, right?

well, it wasn't quite like that, but still pretty cool, and it came with this program called Prodigy, where for a monthly fee, you could send electronic messages to people all over the world... it did other stuff too, but the only good stuff was the messages because girls would finally talk to me.

So anyway, the part when I was cool... when I got to school, and I told everyone that I had a 2400 baud modem, I was the coolest kid in the whole school.. or at least the coolest kid of the people that I knew.. which is to say, the fat kid and the skinny kid that I hung out with. #### I was fast....

With this modem, I started a BBS of my own.. my brother, being the artistic one in the family, did the ANSI graphics for the logon screen.. we changed the name a few times, but I think the main name that we had was "bovine" something or other... bovine world maybe.. anyway, the picture was some goofy cow.

So anyway, this girl starts calling my BBS all the time, and we get to chatting, and she's super cool because she wears Doc martins and listens to The Cure... So eventually we set up a time to meet. She's a little older than me (she's 18 and I'm 15) so I should've known there was something wrong with her, but we had this connection, you know?

so we meet.. she's now the second fattest kid that I've ever met.. we have a decent time hanging out, but I'm far more attracted to her tall skinny weird looking friend (who, after that, also started calling my BBS which made the fat girl extremely jealous).

One time, she came over with this friend who looked exactly like Tina Yothers. The two girls tactfully split me and my brother up, ms. yothers takes my brother upstairs, leaving me and the fat one in my room in the basement. So I'm showing her this bowling game that I have on my computer, (because that's what cool kids do) when.. out of nowhere... she leans over and kisses me.. just a little peck, but enough to sufficiently freak me out.

She kept calling after that, but I did my best to let her know that I wasn't interested, without coming out and saying that I wasn't interested. But she didn't give up.. she even dropped by unexpected a few times (she lived about an hour away), and finally she tried to kiss me, like a real kiss, I turned sideways, narrowly avoiding a full frontal tongue. I was forced to tell her it wasn't going to work, and I never heard from her again.

[Xog]

hi

[Dameon Angell]

PARTY PEOPLE IN THE HOUSE! WANT TO MAKE SOME NOISE? WANT TO MAKE SOME NOISE? WANT TO MAKE SOME N-N-N-N-N-NOISE? PARTY PEOPLE IN THE HOUSE! WANT TO DANCE LIKE YOU'VE NEVER DANCED? WANT TO DANCE LIKE YOU'VE NEVER DANCED? WANT TO DANCE LIKE YOU'VE NEVER D-D-D-D-D-D-DANCED? PARTY PEOPLE IN THE HOUSE!

I swear i'm using those now.

[Squeezer]

This poem actually got published into a small lil book that was sold in Seattle only....but my English teacher thought it was so cool he put it in his book he was Pulbishing...I basically turned it into one of my Bands songs

No Such Friend (Best Friends Forever)

Our Friendship's a Deception,
And it's filled with lies.
It's not you I love,
But you I despise.

But I'm going to get the best,
Because she loves me.
The gun is to your temple,
Aiming Firmily.

This ain't your girl,
Surely she's mine.
You should have listened,
And taken your time.

Try to impress,
At my Expense.
No thought Behind it,
No common sense.

But in Thirty seconds,
It'll all be over.
She'll be mine,
And I'll be her lover.

Because if she is Fair Game,
And she only loves You.
If my Heart's broken,
Our Friendship is too.

Deep Down She hates you,
Unless I'm a liar.
But against you,
She does Conspire.

The position's mine,
The one of Power.
And your life's ending,
Within the hour.

All I see is the Flash,
All I hear are the screams.
And something feels good,
Inside of me.

All I see is the Flash,
All I hear are the screams.
And Something Feels Good,
Inside of Me.

And she feels good,
About me.

Tell me if u guys like it......if not then tell me what i could do to make it better....and also if u want i could post more Poetry/Songs ive written...Poetry is like my fave type of Writing

[Awesome]

I don't like poems.

same

The amount I care about art is roughly this much:.

agreed.. lol

hi

i'm sorry, this doesn't quite fit here, and didn't make me laugh

[1ight]

This one has a meaning, but it is way hard to understand

Why did I poison my mind with the thoughs of you?
Why did I lay my eyes upon you?
Why did I ...

Why can I not find the antidote?
Why do you keep the answer from me God?

When will my soul find it’s peace?
When do You let me rest?
Where is the joy in my life?

For how long will I walk on this path of suffering?

I love the pain,
I can’t seem the get enough of it,
Everyday I eat it for breakfast, the pain that is within me.

For my misstakes I must suffer,
your mercy is far away from me.

Dayly I walk with the shadows of my past,
they whisper my misstakes in my ears,
they remind me for who I’m,
what I was,
What I did.

When will You grant me the joy?
When will You let me rest?
When will You take my pain away?
When will You wipe out the shadows of my past?
When Will I forget this?

I hate to use the word hate,
its such an strong word.

I hate the falseness,
I hate everyday of this year,
I hate my misstakes I made,
I hate the fact that I didn’t listen,
I hate that I don’t do Your will,
I hate ...

Love is far for my heart,
You are too far from me,
Last time I saw You was almost 2 years ago.

I fell,
I fell down pretty hard,
I found myself searching for the pieces of my heart.

I’m a broken bird with broken wings,
I can’t fly,
and I doubt that I will ever fly again.

====================================

an other..

Wide oceans,
wide seas,
blue skys,
sailing home,
home to you,
home to your arms of love,
I feel beloved,
even tho of lacks ...

... without you I will perish,
into the dark sea,
where light is not seen,
where joy can’t be feelt,
where the lost ones go ...

Why did I ever wander of,
towards the stormy nights,
towards the gap of the sea ...

Em I blind?

[DoTheFandango]

Story I:

"Just do it!" His conscious says.

It hurts him to look at her. Her beauty is blinding. He glimpses quickly at her profile, seemingly put together by an angel. The street lights make a unique effect as each one passes, quickly lighting her face like a flashlight and then dulling away until the next light.

"C'mon! She's right there!!!" It says to him again. He scorns and puts his head against the car window. She does the same and he notices.

"What's wrong?" He quickly asks her.
"Wha-Nothing. Just tired." She quickly sits up and straightens herself.
"Oh." He replies.

He goes back to his former position and looks at her only to see that she is looking directly at him.

(The view changes to her looking at him.)

"Just do it!" Her conscious says to the girl.

She shakes her head and put it against the cool glass again. She knows she likes him too. She's always wanted to be with him. But they are such good friends. How could they ever be-- "Girl, he is right there, he wants to as well. I know it." It interupts her train of thought.

She pounds her fist on the door. "Shut the hell up." The girl mutters under her breath.

(The view goes to the middle of them)

"Something up?" He questioned.
"Wuh-I-Don't" She stammered "No, No. It's just-I-we-maybe"

Silence.

She quickly kisses him and pulls away.

"Asshole. I think she heard me."

[Jason]

Great stuff! Keep it coming. I'll have more to contribute this weekend.

TK, that was intense! Your passion for wrestling (I'm not sure if that was you as a participant or a coach) really shined through.

bz, fat chicks need lovin' too dude!

Squeezer, I like it man. Keep posting more of your stuff. As for that piece in particular, I don't have any suggestions as to how you could improve. It's nice!

1ight, the first one, pretty morbid dude. It's pretty good writing though. I like the imagery in the second one.

DTF, awesome! I particularly like that you included the view changes. Is this perhaps part of a screenplay?

[DoTheFandango]

Thanks Jason, but no it wasn't from an actual screen play. I would like to make this a short film though.

I really love your writing, you are really talented.

[Jason]

Dude, I'm big time into film. I've got a screenplay I've been working on for the last three months or so. It's not going to be a full feature length film, more like 45 mins to an hour, but it's just so much fun to write. In fact, screenwriting is unlike any type of writing I've ever experienced. I think I might even enjoy it more than poetry/lyricism.

If you ever want/need someone to proof read your stuff, or just look it over and give you some feedback, hit me up!

[pv=nrt]

i like train of thought writing. It's the one form of writing i actually enjoy doing

[Troll King]

TK, that was intense! Your passion for wrestling (I'm not sure if that was you as a participant or a coach) really shined through.

Thanks. I was hoping to capture the intensity and the thought process of a wrestler in an important match. When you're going toe to toe in there, that's the way your brain has to function.

[Lofty]

I write a lot about all sorts of deeper metaphysical type of theories and concepts in my spare time; I would post some but they are usually at least a few pages long and I don't know if it would fit into this since this is mostly poetry, and also granted the hugely debatable grounds that a lot of the topics touch on it may turn the thread into a heated war of opinions.

[1ight]

[QUOTE=Jason1ight, the first one, pretty morbid dude. It's pretty good writing though. I like the imagery in the second one.[/QUOTE]

ty! The first one was written when I was at the edge of my life, when my heart was broken, and all other things had happend. It is also a spiritual thing, more like a prayer of a kind. My poetry, if you can't call it poetry is more of a worship/prayer type.