Another spontanious poem: Love exists in all We are completely love It radiates from us Like rays of divine light Have you discovered it? Within your soul? Within your being? Love exists in all! Peace and love
Spontanious Poem on Peace Om shanti, shanti, shanti! We walk together as one Brothers and sisters of the same parents Seeing one in all And all in one Om Shanti, shanti, shanti Peace and love
i really like the emotion of love peace and harmony, you describe the feelings well in you poetry, its encouraging to know that people still love out there and feel that we are all one. it reminds me a lot of john lennons work, if i didn't know better i would say you were a libra, they talk a lot about the balance of life and the importance of love and peace. keep up the good writing i love it
im on the cusp of virgo and leo, i figured you either had to be libra or virgo because i felt such a strong connection with the feeling of the poem. right one peace love and groovy colors
I am a hearltess cold blooded hate thirst unending basterd I must sodomize myself every morning when I awake I go to work and all my peers frown upon my presence I am slop for the vultures to pick cleanly away with their prodding beaks I fukken hate vultures Somebody in this room right now makes me ill I should like to beat him over the head repeatedly with many random objects of heavy weight and sturdy build Tonight I experience another torturous encounter with a deseased ancestor My sole aches for brighter days The brightness I know is fuiled by my malice I temper to fuk myself in tight corners of misery that unfolds before me Somebody pull the trigger, open the hatch and let me out gone I am -fin-
Wo, hang on their chicko! I have a better sense despite my rough obscurities to offend people in complete cold blood on this forum. I just added a contrast, and found it humorous. When I wrote that, I was on a haha binge, and was typically thinking of an "office space" context. This can be noted by the use of the sex-case "him". But I aslo do see where you're comming from. Never ending happy parade results in mass regurgitation for some. I just love being mal-adjusted for haha's sake.
Well then ya can't count mine cuz it's not technically haiku. So here's my rewright in favor! I am slop I must sodomize myself dead I have become -Fin- Ofcourse then there's always hiedes' to jackie on that seventies show: My heart aches, I look at you, I vommit, Die away from me. This makes me think of a sour asian philosophical soul just aching in mysterious, not yet fully understood ways. It's is a fukken riot.
My head it aches so I find I must eat a stone To relieve the pain Japanese Green Tea And lemon-flavored iced tea Taste pretty damn good Books on my floor-drum Papers on my round table A hand on the fridge
That's why it's called a work :bigear: and it's more a perspective of experience than heavily annalitic concentration. On average I can spit out all kinds of stuff in various ways that I come in contact with. uh... and I'm not scared by the notion of tackling sensitive subjects. Since it's a visible rarity in society today, aside from rich famous people.
Just proves to me again and again that every time I break the rules (most of the time), it's the best possible thing to do. Especially as far as writing goes.