Silvia Club of NSW

Ok, we've had rap battles and poems on the fly.......... but what about deep poems..... meaningful shit? cumon, i know some of you write poems or have the ability..... so, dont be shy..... submit ur emotional poems.

Rules: No negative comments, constructive criticism is allowed to some extent, but take note that some of these poems may express emotions from the heart. What you say can and will affect the person who wrote it. If you have something good to say, by all means let them know.

yes, some of us do have real poetry, but theres no way in hell im posting it in here lol.

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You know who we be, N.A love for the S one three
S R twenty DE yo, will f**k on vtec like i f**k them hoes

roflmao hahahaha same here man...... i got some, but im too scared shitless to post them on here.... not like they sound gay or anything

im just waiting for someone with enough courage to get us all going

This was written by myself, and is heartfelt in meaning. It doesnt have a more tradition poetic flow, but the feeling is still there regardless.

From then till now

Im left to deal, with this raw feel, my ordeal is now, all too real
My life you did surreally kill, those final words, that did seal

Your eyes had no love to show, only wanted to know, when i would go
But it was you that went, when you said no, and left me now so low

I had the premonition, of my life's up and coming, decided demolition
A painful transistion, this awry attrition, decision of your final volition

Ship with no command, i cant stand, now sunken down, far from land
Your final demand, to slowly make my heart disband, within your hand

Now you act, like u have an axe in your back, and my heart is black
You say i still lack, with unfair twists of slack, like the box of jack

you think thin, unaware of your sin, it's you thats like the man of tin
Realise all ive lost, that cost is your win, your mind runs deep as skin

With my heart you did bet, you'll pay your debt, and speak your set regret
Not so easy to forget, all the pain i feel in vein, to live free just yet

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You know who we be, N.A love for the S one three
S R twenty DE yo, will f**k on vtec like i f**k them hoes

Dude that poem was good...... its hard to say what is the traditional way of a poem may be... there are so many types but none the less, urs is a poem and a great one at that.......

Before i submit the really emotional stuff, im gonna start small hehehe, with some nice ones, then the nasty ones

This one is for all the women out there

*Goddess*

a sculpture carved from the clouds of heaven,
brought to life to forbid the sins of seven,
wonderous minds resist not the temptation,
as your body takes form of a new creation,

features of beauty with your star burning eyes,
attract those unsuspecting and mesmerize,
a glimpse of the truth they see within,
their forgotten love fades as a new one begins,

an ocean of black silk emobidies your hair,
like a silent shadow with a sense of despair,
a smell of mid spring lingers in its scent,
women envy and desire without your consent,

forsaken thoughts surround your luscious lips,
with your smile the sun hides behind the eclipse,
the center of all life it no longer holds,
as its soul is broken the pain is left untold,

to conquer them all with this final creation,
a body so perfect at heavens facination,
god himself stands proud of his masterpeice,
as he bestows upon the world of ur release,

the earth stops the sun sets the moon fades,
ur presence ensares those who try to evade,
worlds collide as yout presence is felt,
none can escape for tainted hearts shall melt.......

FUDGE! This is good stuff.. I'm gonna rip it off and send it to me missus ROFL.. j/k SHE KNOWS I CAN"T WRITE A POEM esp one that friggen long..

ANYWAYS.. Keep it up guys..

im bein broken down like a beaten child~ by the hatred fo a father, left an gone wild

Sitting back, reminiscing bout old memories,
Thinking about the days, the short time that you, spent with me,
Cursing and yelling, anger filled the room,
Fights and abuse, at 5 was to much to consume,
U never ever hurt me, well physically at least,
But u sure scared da hell outta me, Ur anger like built up feast,
The emotional scars, I am still left with today,
To hard to handle, to hard to just wish them away,
You left one day, fled never again was u seen,
I thought it was good, no more would u be mean,
But then I started to miss you, and then father’s day at school came,
I got strange looks while others just stared, when with out my dad, how lame,
I miss the days; we use to hang out,
Even sometimes I still miss the days, when u use to stand and shout,
Those days were horrible, too fearsome to just imagine,
Dreaming of my past, the bad memories caught in caption,
I cried my self to sleep, trying to figure out what went wrong,
I lived with a broken family, never felt like I could Eva belong,
Walking to the park, see a mother father and a child,
Think about my dad that was unknown, a father that had gone wild,
U fled the state, moved on started again,
A phone call came, but it still did not, end my pain,
The sound of Ur voice, was so unfamiliar,
The pain I felt inside, I wanted to kill ya,
You rang a few times, but times were to few,
What happened to the father, that I once new,
The father that would take me fishing, the father that taught me to ride a bike,
The one who would fix my grazes, look after me wen I was a little tyke,
You said you’d changed, said you had moved on,
Said that you loved me, and if with you id belong,
But it still didn’t hide, the anger I felt,
This hot steamy passion, but for my anger I dealt,
Ive moved on, from the days of old,
Left the past in the past, to welter and mould,
You say you have changed, well I guess ill believe it,
The relationship once shared, I doubt once again we can achieve it,
But a friend ship I can give you, I know it for sure,
Maybe in time, it will form into something more,
But for that, only time will tell,
I hope it does, I hope it all turns out well,
I s’pose on the past life, I should not dwell,
Give a second chance, were a second chance is needed,
You anger and tantrums, you said you had defeated,
So I will give you another chance, as life only can go on,
But with this chance make sure u never go wrong,
Treat others only, as you wish to be treated,
Live life like this, or once again from my life you will be deleted.

diss all u want, but u can not touch me, this is a reall poem mayn

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People generally don't diss stuff like this LiLsExc. Too many people know what you're dealing with first hand.

My own poetry is all about growing up with violence and sexual abuse. It's not the kind of stuff that most people want to read but I write it to get the crap out of my system, not for publication. Whenever I show any of it to friends they go very quiet.

I'll post something after posting this.

Kim

When I was four years old I was put in the care of a viciously violent woman for almost two years. I remember her as the Dragon Lady. She had a wooden leg and wore black, and I had nightmares of black terror falling endlessly onto me well into my teenage years from her treatment of me.


Standing in Front of the Dragon Lady

Could hardly call it standing
Call it fixed to the floor by the terror of that lifeless leg with its straps and buckles.
Look straight ahead.
Don't look down.
Don't look down at the block-foot,
the brown leather house-brick that terrified the night with its step.
Just stand.

Don't look up
Don't look up at that body looming like the rolling black emptiness that came each night to
endlessly engulf consciousness with terror.
Don't look at the blank face too far away to contemplate.
Don't look. Don't see.
Just stand.

Could hardly call it standing.
Call it frozen, arrested in the cold chill of dragon breath.
Don't hear.
Don't hear her roaring - or the flames.
Did life always burn as loud?
Go inside, don't move, go inside where the outer world can't go.
Stand in the silence. Don't hear. Don't say. Don't nod or shake.
Just stand.

Don't know.
Don't know erosion and disintegration.
Go inside and know only inside where there is nothing.
Things fall apart out there.
Tears fall out there.
But in here where the silence lives the tears never fall and nothing falls apart, or builds.
Just stand.

Could hardly call it standing.
Call it inertia as all turns to stone and lead.
One bone giving its weight to another as from floor to ceiling life is locked away.
Don't feel.
Did only four years of childhood prepare for this?
And is this the graduation, or the passing out?

Don't be.
Don't be part of the storm.
Just stand.
Just stand in front of the dragon lady.
See? I am not here.

And then the hitting starts.
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Kim

Ok, you guys have some real talent and are very brave to put yourselves on the line like that, I commend you's for that.
Also if anyone disses you for writing stuff like that, well I would class them as sub-human.
Looks like a lot of people use writing as a relief, as sometime you just cant talk to people about things and I know myself, when I put pen to paper some pretty fucked up things came out, none of which I could ever share, ever.

Anyone with half a heart and half a brain would not diss u. Those who do are not worth the breath. We all have our opinions, and we are all entitled to, but voicing them out does have consequences, some are good and some are bad. The reason why i started this thread is that some people write stories, poems and songs about things, things that touch deep inside which otherwise is kept a secret. To share some of these secrets help let go of the past, the present and the future that haunts us. Some of the secrets go deeper than others, way deeper. If you can share, then do so, if u cant, we respect ur choice. I have some poems that I could only share to one person, and i havent found that person yet. Not every poem needs to have a meaning, most of them are fictional. Post what u will...... we are here to read

The Endless Pain

our love was once true, forgotten it now lays,
the sun shall never shine, counting endless days,
forever you said we'd be, hoping it would be true,
betraying every promise, i still believed in you,

as you turned your back on us, you drained every breath,
i could not see your reason, you sent me to my death,
crying for eternal days, i was a shadow in the night,
without a soul without a heart, i could not win this fight,

betrayal and deceit, ran through your every vein,
the truth i could not see, the love i could not attain,
another man was in your sight, the reason for ur lies,
i shall remember all your sins, until the day i die,

every heart beat was for you, calling out your name,
you stole my passion and desires, silent it now became,
why did you open up my heart, allowing me to hold,
to promises that were untrue, answers were never told

surrounded by a world of hate, it brings me to my knees,
my empty heart has been locked, you still hold the keys,
the pain overwhelms my heart, forever lost is my soul,
i have given up my sanity, as i no longer have control,

words cannot describe, the burning of my flesh,
the scars upon my face, putting me to the test,
my rage and anger was the cause, fire was the effect,
my motionless body in the abyss, could not be resurrect,

tears drip down my face, the pain i could not bare,
a knife was the culprit, slashing what was there,
covered with my blood, my bones are now exposed,
as i feel my skin tare, the pain now undisclosed,

i scream with all my might, a sound could not be heard,
as i fall upon my knees, death was much preferred,
slamming against the tiles, they break upon impact,
the muscles bruise and numb, failing to react,

my skull was the nail, the hammer used with force,
it whistled through the air, with no impending course,
passing through my hair, breaking through my skull,
the pain i did not feel, the sun light was now dull,

the final blow was dealt, resistance was not met,
things unimaginable, as the path has now been set,
i did not want to understand, why i had caused the pain,
my life a living hell, and no longer was i sane,


Disclaimer - This is a fictional empathy poem, my attempt to make the reader feel the pain this guy felt.

Thanks to everyone who has read or written in this thread.


Rainy Days

It is raining today
As it will everyday
In my heart it will stay
No sun to take it away

Rain falls wide to all i see
Let me be an escapee
To talk and walk oh so free
purely free of your memory

The weather man doesnt know
If the sky brings rain or snow
Or how hard the wind will blow
And tell me when my pain shall go

I am Scattered and torn
Like the rains of the storm
I am battered and scorn
Shed tears like a new born

Again i do walk in the rain
It soaks in deep like pure pain
Enters the blood into my vein
Finds the heart and bleeds out your name