Have you written any poetry? Want to share it? (page 2)

outsmartthesystem

Gene, Gene....built a machine

Joe, Joe......made it go

Art, Art.....blew a fart and blew the whole damn thing apart.

THE GLADIATOR

Fantasy

The pianist’s hands like shadows,

Flash across the keys,

Merging black and white together,

Until the keyboard turns to grey.

Writhing to the rhythm,

Forever gaining speed,

With a mind all of their own,

Telling of an urgent need.

Notes and unseen chords,

Are translated by the dancer.

She moves as in response

To a question, she the answer.

Passing stools and tables,

Gliding, soaring, bursting,

In a web of silver footwork,

Like an insect fighting to be free.

The rush and the momentum,

Climb to a crescendo.

Now the pianist’s eyes half close,

As he strains to match the pace,

No longer telling them a story,

But competing in a race.

Colour, sound and motion,

Unite to conquer time and space.

All eyes are held upon her,

As she challenges onlookers,

To tear their gaze away.

Leading now the frantic music,

In a dance that’s all her own,

She engages and controls the floor,

But you quietly turn away,

Because you’ve seen it all before.

There is no point in shouting,

Above the deafening roar,

They will never hear you,

Their ears and eyes enraptured,

By the fantasy explained,

In a dance as yet unnamed.

A pounding, haunting inspiration,

Of a lost enchanted strain.

Suddenly the dancer stops,

And bows her lovely head.

Spectators slowly move away,

They drag their weary feet,

As though at end of day.

Piano lid is closed as if now fed.

Not a single word is spoken,

Hush – hush – its all been said.

A gentle silence fills the room,

Like the sound of steady rain,

As you gaze upon the stillness,

And your mind is quiet again.

Could it have been imagined,

All you thought you’d seen?

It’s impossible to explain,

If asked where you have been.

LOZHASLEFT- I took up playing guitar over 4 months ago and have written 8 songs now, 2 of which involve exiting the Witnesses and gaining our freedom . If you'd like me to post the lyrics I will. They rhyme- so does that count for poetry ? LOL ! Peace out, Mr. Flipper

talesin

so does that count for poetry ?
Hello? Of course,,, post, please!
t

flipper

O.K. I'll post the lyrics for the first song I've ever written. Wrote them in December.

Song #1 Mind Control

Mind control, mind control, mind control it won't let go

Mind control, mind control, mind control it got my soul

Mind control is killing me

Mind control won't set me free

Mind Control is killing me

Mind control won't let me be .

Mind control, mind control can't you see , I must be free

Mind control, mind control why don't you , just let me be

Mind control is killing me

Mind control won't set me free

Mind control is killing me

Mind control , just let me be.

Mind control, mind control one day soon , I'll be free

Mind control, mind control you won't have no hold on me ,

Mind control say goodbye

Mind control away you fly

Mind control you can't deny

That mind control , you will die .

My mind is free, my mind is free, my mind is free Oh can't you see ?

My mind is free, my mind is free, mind control no hold on me !

I'll come back in a little bit and post the lyrics to my second song I wrote dealing with freedom

flipper

O.K. Here is the 2nd song I wrote in December about exiting the Witnesses

Sweet is the Freedom

It wasn't really that long ago

I always felt I had nowhere to go

But now I see I have the need

To not have to beg, borrow, or plead

Because the freedom is here, the freedom is now

The freedom is here it's here all around

The freedom is you, the freedom is me

And together we fight, we fight to be free

Now I know freedoms nice, sweet taste

And together we see no need for haste,

And the road to freedom is found within

And we use it fully till life's long end.

Because the freedom is here, the freedom is now

The freedom is here, it's here all around

The freedom is you, the freedom is me

And together we fight, we fight to be free.

So now my life is much at peace

I don't have to fight for my release

My freedom is here to calm my heart

It always gives each day a start .

Because the freedom is here, the freedom is now

The freedom is here, it's here all around

The freedom is you, the freedom is me

And together we fight, we fight to be free.

That's my 2nd song I wrote

talesin

flipper

TALESIN- Thanks, I appreciate it. Put a lot of thought into those lyrics. It was from 44 years until 2003 in the JW cult and this stuff started pouring out of me into the guitar and lyrics once I started playing. It's been healing, believe me. Peace out, mr. Flipper

Terry

She held the trembling hand and watched him die

The breathing silent as a dream gone by

a roaring in her ear betrayed her calm

then dropped the smoking pistol from her palm.

A ribbon on his pillow billowed red

the dark and fearful eye beheld with dread

the awful pounding on the bedroom door

But he will not betray her anymore.

kazar

Oooh, Terry,

Your poem gave me chills!!! I mean it really hit home.

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