-Eric
Posted on 09/10/2004 7:18:09 AM PDT by mggandhi
My timid self is gnawed
by grievous guilt;
no more can I sleep;
pierced by pricks.
Well who could blame ya?
Thre's an old saying here that you're not a real freeper until you've been flamed so
You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon.
You are a bleating foal, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. An insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done. I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at the very thought of you.
You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell? Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly.
You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood.
May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you.
When did this become a Morford thread?
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
We report, you decide.
Sheeeeesh Valin, tell us how you really feel... :)
PS. I am happy to you for your most bountiful job positioning with the Microsoft Help Desk in Delhi.
This guy posted once and hasn't been heard from in almost 45 minutes. I hate it when they do this. Come back and defend your drivel!
The lotuses bloom, the vision, appareled in spring, smiles and sings.
Attuned to self’s orchestra, I go blessing every being.
Enter the snake: withered the leaf, stained the petal, shattered my quiet.
Lotuses? Judging by your visions, I'd guess poppies or peyote. And who the f*** died and made you God, to go around blessing anyone? No, you're just another self-absorbed narcissist, "attuned to self's orchestra" 24-freaking-7. Why don't you have some consideration for others, and stop "shattering our quiet". Picking up a little vocabulary wouldn't hurt either.
Sorry, but if it's not on DEF POETRY JAM then it ain't poetry.
Sorry, but if it's not on DEF POETRY JAM then it ain't poetry.
-Eric
Queensryche - I Don't Believe In Love
I awoke on impact
Under surveillance from the camera eye
Searching high and low
The criminal mind found at the scene of the crime
Handcuffed and blind, I didn't do it
She said she loved me
I guess I never knew
But do we ever, ever really know?
She said she'd meet me on the other side
But I knew right then, I'd never find her
I don't believe in love
I never have, I never will
I don't believe in love
It's never worth the pain that you feel
No more nightmares, I've seen them all
From the day I was born, they've haunted my every move
Every open hand's there to push and shove
No time for love it doesn't matter
She made a difference
I guess she had a way
Of making every night seem bright as day
Now I walk in shadows, never see the light
She must have lied 'cause she never said goodbye
I don't believe in love
I never have, I never will
I don't believe in love
I'll just pretend she never was real
I don't believe in love I need to forget her face, I see it still
I don't believe in love
It's never worth the pain that you feel
No chance for contact
There's no raison d'etre
My only hope is one day I'll forget
The pain of knowing what can never be
With or without love it's all the same to me
I don't believe in love
I never have, I never will
I don't believe in love
I'll just pretend she never was real
I don't believe in love
I need to forget her face, I see it still
I don't believe in love
It's never worth the pain that you feel
A COURTESAN
A courtesan entices the innocent into a bear-hug, whips up communal passions in the profligacy of desire.
Inside my skull hellish fires rage as I gamble for the throne.
A witch lures the hordes to stoke the cauldron, to taste the ultimate power.
On my face the red shame not to be washed.
Ah, you found that thesaurus. Good. Unfortunately, pro-wrestling and Snow White metaphors in the same poem just don't cut muster. And if you're so ashamed by your red face, why the Communal passions. Take two Advils for that migraine and try to write something better tomorrow, ok Trotsky?
ADEMA - Immortal
LET'S FIIIIIIIIIGHT!
We're face to face
Loyalty is what I need to see from you
You're insecure
I can see the fear that breeds in your heart
Where will you run?
Where will you hide?
I see the blood drip from your eyes
Who will survive?
Let's get it on
And we'll fight!
I know who you are
The leader of lost souls
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I'm not afraid to die
My soul will travel on
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
Immortal
Immortal
I need the rush
There's nowhere you could hide before you die
Why won't you face me?
I can see the fear that's in your eyes
Where will you run?
Where will you hide?
I see the blood drip from your eyes
Who will survive?
Let's get it on
And we'll fight!
I know who you are
The leader of lost souls
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I'm not afraid to die
My soul will travel on
You can't kill me
I'm immortal
I know who you are
The leader of lost souls
You can't kill me
I'm immortal!
I'm not afraid to die
My soul will travel on
You can't kill me
I'm immortal!
Where will you run?
Where will you hide?
Where will you run?
Where will you hide?
LET'S FIGHT!
A FLAMING HEATH
The owl sits on the top, we shall surely come to grief; the storm is a prelude to imminent doom.
The theory of mutual-deterrence, of mutually assured destruction, but pleas for precarious peace, a prelude to doomsday siren.
Blooming youth is pushed down into the jaws of death, spring-eyed gardens turn into flaming heaths.
The war to end all wars will be fought not with cannons but with star weapons.
Mr. Spock, set phasers to kill. Wow, this is flaming, all right. A flaming scrap of ham-fisted space junk bouncing along the ionosphere, begging to be returned to dust. "Blooming youth", "jaws of death"? Are you trying to set a record for tedious cliches on one line? The only spring-eyed thing I've ever seen was a clown that popped out of a jack-in-the-box. That scared me; this poem doesn't.
That road isn't getting you there fast enough. Try roller-blades, or hail a cab.
Ok, i gotta stop there. Worst. Line. Ever. Are you friggin' kidding me? Those would rejected as lyrics for a death metal song, and you're trying to pass this off as poetry? I can almost hear it now... "GRaahhh!!! INSTANT DOOM! WHOOOAAAA GAPING GLOOM! Chugga chugga chugga, TOTAL ANNIHILATION caused by NUCLEAR RADIATION! YEeeaaaarggggh!" I channel a vision of Howard Dean on lead vox for Napalm Death, somehow. Ok, let's end this misery.
Only the fraternal bond will hold amidst clanging of creeds, a war-free world will come to birth through consciousness of common earth.
The die is cast, hell or holocaust; only a seer’s wisdom can avail to pull man back.
Yeah, that's the ticket... and a war-free world will come to birth, right after we all join hands and sing the Coke jingle. But you get to mop the worldwide afterbirth and effluvium, Doctor Dingbat. And I'm pretty sure if we all had the precognitive wisdom of the seer, we'd all be in the Bahamas drinking mai-tais with our lottery winnings. This poem sucks.
It's been fun stuning you.
But our 'relationship' isn't gonna work
Delerium - After All
She knows the voices in her mind
They tell her
To leave
She’s tired of smiling madly
Until silence becomes very silently
A noise in her mind
After all she has nothing inside
No good to give
No meaning to live
The mist engulfed tonight
Every single star
After all they shared
How could he simply say no
After all they shared
He turned away from her to go
She said she wouldn’t cry
That was really just a lie
She knows the noises in her mind
Nothing’s left but
Screaming silence
After all she feels numbness inside
The feeling’s gone
She’s upside down
The pictures behind her closed eyes
This time you went too far
After all they shared
How could he simply say no
After all they shared
He turned away from her to go
She said she wouldn’t cry
That was really just a lie
After all they shared
How could he simply say no
After all they shared
He turned away from her to go
She said she wouldn’t cry
That was really just a lie
After all she has nothing inside
No good to give
No meaning to live
The mist engulfed tonight
Every single star
After all they shared
How could he simply say no
After all they shared
He turned away from her to go
She said she wouldn’t cry
That was really just a lie
After all they shared
How could he simply say no (simply say no)
After all they shared
He turned away from her to go
She said she wouldn’t cry
That was really just a lie
After all they shared
How could he simply say no (simply say no)
After all they shared
He turned away from her to go
She said she wouldn’t cry
That was really just a lie
After all they shared
How could he simply say no (how could he simply say no)
After all they shared (after all)
He turned away from her to go (he just turned away)
She said she wouldn’t cry
That was really just a lie
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