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**LoP Guest** lop guest User ID: 110827 07-25-2012 11:41 PM

My words are tacit
yet by glances you construe
what conceptions run through that mind ?
is it that which you will never again hold ?
perhaps you thought I would lament
of the loss of a rougue such as you
incongruous are we
you thought you would find me wistful
you thought you would find me melancholy
yet I am stolid and unaffected
by your departure
you it was who set this love aside
and now you expect to find me
like the debris of a smashed hull
but with strength I ascend
I am able to traverse all bridges
I have the gift of serenity
And my heart remains in a state of repose
there will be no vulgar clamour
for your affections
do you need me now to articulate ?
your hurt was a tumult but passing
just a wisdom to help me on my way

**LoP Guest** lop guest User ID: 110827 07-25-2012 11:48 PM

What is it I relinquish to one so spurious ?
brigand you are ....
you think I am unaware of your deceptions ?
you think I am predisposed to relinquishing my soul ?
I am not that unbridled wretch you suppose
I am circumspect of you intentions .....
for I will not be destroyed by your folly
I shall efface your intentions
your games shall not affect my intentions
so go now you malevolent vile creature
return to your lair .....
for my intentions are pure and perennial in nature .

**LoP Guest** lop guest User ID: 110827 07-26-2012 12:03 AM

Stand your ground
vulgar you are
such an insolent brat
my father says we should not
associate with the likes of you ....
we have our well maintained lawns ,
you have the street
we are dressed in designer clothes
you dress in rags
we have a villa
you live in an ugly apartment
the driver collects us to take us to school
you walk in the heat and dust
my father is the director of a company
your father collects the refuse
we are not the same .......
so why is it when I fell
you came to my aid ?
you stood by my side when I was afraid ....
you did not turn and walk away
you called me brother on that day ....
you offered me comfort
and a shoulder to cry upon
you did not tell me I did not belong this and your humanity showed me the truth
we are the same
we have the same fears
we feel the same pain
we shed the same tears
se now my clothes are dust
and I can barely walk
yet by my side to stand to talk
you share the little food you have
and do not seem to care
that when I had everything
I was not there
my arrogance and my pride
made it impossible for me to see
the real riches of this life are humanity
forgive me my friend
for only now I understand
you have richness of the heart and poverty of the hand ,

**dig** · (This post was last modified: 07-26-2012 12:10 AM by dig.)

meh

~~~.~~~

**LoP Guest** lop guest User ID: 110827 07-26-2012 12:13 AM

unique feline like , exquisite
all came to mind....
such a serene wistful and commingle beauty
her visage a picture of undulating light
setting me a tremulous
such an impression never before
imprinted so profusely upon mine eye ,
the yearning causing palpatations
of this heart of mine ,
never before so manifest has a beauty been such tumult to my soul,
this magnificence that sets my mind a haze ,
were are the words to speak?
will she construe my sanguine composure
a surety to far ?
it surly would not be my intention ,
yet she has set my soul singing , with excitement
afraid am I
that my advances would be seen as inopportune
I look on in silence
for such a delicate flower
can only be for the pleasure of my eye .

**Guitar Doctor**

I'm crap at poetry but I liked this guys words.

I know the pieces fit
'Cause I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smouldering
Fundamental differing
Pure intention juxtaposed
Will set two lovers' souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes
Testing our communication
The light that feuled our fire then
Has a burned a hole between us so
We cannot see to reach an end
Crippling our communication

I know the pieces fit
'Cause I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame
It doesn't mean I don't desire to
Point the finger, blame the other
Watch the temple topple over
To bring the pieces back together
Rediscover communication

The poetry
That comes from the squaring off between
And the circling is worth it
Finding beauty in the dissonance

There was a time that the pieces fit
But I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smouldering
Strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know
The dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow
And strengthen our communication

Cold silence has
A tendency to
Atrophy any
Sense of compassion
Between supposed brothers
Between supposed lovers
(sometimes says "lovers" the first
time and then "brothers" in concert)

I know the pieces fit

**LoP Guest** lop guest User ID: 110827 07-26-2012 12:19 AM

like the tide that happens but once
it is blind.....
there isa storm that rattles time
just before the calm,
a misfortune that teaches thats worth more than gold
the unencumbered heart
that knows only love
let quarrels like candles burn themselves out ,
for only the contented mind knows peace ,
for in the end the silent leveller
will leave but memories of love .

**dig** · (This post was last modified: 07-26-2012 12:24 AM by dig.)

As long as you're spouting some kind of art at least you're getting it out of you and releasing it into the void, these thoughts will not build up inside you and turn you into some kind of mongoloid ,resembling others.
The same species from many mothers.

Get down with your unique self :)

**LoP Guest** lop guest User ID: 110827 07-26-2012 12:25 AM

Guitar Doctor Wrote:

I'm crap at poetry but I liked this guys words.

I know the pieces fit
'Cause I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smouldering
Fundamental differing
Pure intention juxtaposed
Will set two lovers' souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes
Testing our communication
The light that feuled our fire then
Has a burned a hole between us so
We cannot see to reach an end
Crippling our communication

Thats really beautiful thank you so much for sharing
I love language it sets us apart from animals ,we can communicate in such
a deep emotional way something unique to humans
poetry music of the hemisperes

I know the pieces fit
'Cause I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame
It doesn't mean I don't desire to
Point the finger, blame the other
Watch the temple topple over
To bring the pieces back together
Rediscover communication

The poetry
That comes from the squaring off between
And the circling is worth it
Finding beauty in the dissonance

There was a time that the pieces fit
But I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smouldering
Strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know
The dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow
And strengthen our communication

Cold silence has
A tendency to
Atrophy any
Sense of compassion
Between supposed brothers
Between supposed lovers
(sometimes says "lovers" the first
time and then "brothers" in concert)

I know the pieces fit

**Archyr**

Tool(maynard) FTW G.D chuckle

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a1I6pFbwhWU

**Guitar Doctor**

LoP Guest Wrote:

Guitar Doctor Wrote:
I'm crap at poetry but I liked this guys words.

I know the pieces fit
'Cause I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smouldering
Fundamental differing
Pure intention juxtaposed
Will set two lovers' souls in motion
Disintegrating as it goes
Testing our communication
The light that feuled our fire then
Has a burned a hole between us so
We cannot see to reach an end
Crippling our communication

Thats really beautiful thank you so much for sharing
I love language it sets us apart from animals ,we can communicate in such
a deep emotional way something unique to humans
poetry music of the hemisperes

I know the pieces fit
'Cause I watched them tumble down
No fault, none to blame
It doesn't mean I don't desire to
Point the finger, blame the other
Watch the temple topple over
To bring the pieces back together
Rediscover communication

The poetry
That comes from the squaring off between
And the circling is worth it
Finding beauty in the dissonance

There was a time that the pieces fit
But I watched them fall away
Mildewed and smouldering
Strangled by our coveting
I've done the math enough to know
The dangers of our second guessing
Doomed to crumble unless we grow
And strengthen our communication

Cold silence has
A tendency to
Atrophy any
Sense of compassion
Between supposed brothers
Between supposed lovers
(sometimes says "lovers" the first
time and then "brothers" in concert)

I know the pieces fit

It is the lyrics from the Tool song schism. I had heard the song but when I when I read the lyrics I thought the guy was a lot deeper than I had thought. A lot of the songs off that album are pretty out there.

One of their members does special effects for movies [Terminator 2 was one he worked on] so they get to have involved and weird videos.

**Guitar Doctor** · (This post was last modified: 07-26-2012 12:33 AM by Guitar Doctor.)

Archyr Wrote:

Tool(maynard) FTW G.D
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a1I6pFbwhWU

You got it!
I had to look up FTW.
It means f*ck The World or Forever Two Women or Forever Two Wheels [lots of bikies have it tattooed on them] where I come from.

For The Win, thank god for the urban dictionary, I am such a noob at the Internet lingo, my daughter would die laughing, out loud.

**LoP Guest** lop guest User ID: 110827 07-26-2012 12:31 AM

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=txndbII69eA
do you also enjoy music ?

**Archyr**

I used to write a lot of "stuff". I guess you could call it poetry. Then I got caught,I had no more time to soar,eggs need to be watched,little ones cared for. This was the last bit of "poetry" I wrote,after a 20 year hiatus.

Quote:The horse I ride is a high one.
I am not, but I'm pretty sure my horse is "holier" than thou(or ye, as the case may be)
The house me and my horse live in is glass(sometimes we throw stones).
Outside this house we have a really nice tower, made of ivory. We like it, and dont really care if anyone else likes it or not, as it is for us and no one else.
Me and my horse have done unto others.
We have been done unto.
We do as we will, and harm no one.
Others have been harmed.
We have turned the other cheek.
Multiple cheeks have been reddened.
Feel free to "f*ck me and the horse I rode in on"...
but be prepared to wait in line.
And know that the horse that I sit upon is a pale horse.