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Poetry & Lyrics • Page 2

Discussion in 'General Forum' started by cut!print, Nov 22, 2016.

  1. Snoblin

    Chaotic-Good Goblin Person Supporter

    Old Problems -

    "I'm a bit ashamed right now
    this part of me has yet
    to sort itself out.
    I think it's best that you've been
    cattle prodding my better judgement.

    It turns out time can't heal hate-born
    piss-poor viewpoints
    a wound that motivates me to pause and fix
    the ignorance ripping at the stitches

    They'll carve this on my grave
    to tell the world how I was wrong
    but I deserve all of their hate
    after saying things were fine for so long

    We told you these were obsolescent views
    I lied to myself and ignored the truth
    these old problems stay
    cause all we've done is said they've gone away
    and wasted so much time waiting for change

    I know our problems could never end with this
    after all I've done and said I can't say that I'll be forgiven,
    but there's no room our lives now with all the new horrors
    we read about to let this shit go on another day."
     
  2. Snoblin

    Chaotic-Good Goblin Person Supporter

    Attic Dreams -

    My empty heads
    heavy as lead
    I drag it on the ground
    self damage I still disavow
    This shameful year
    keeps asking me why I'm still here

    What's the point in
    Working 9-5 only to find
    the money wasn't worth the time
    I sacrificed to set up
    this paradigm

    I praise the pen
    and all the wishful
    thoughts it's fed
    but they fill my room
    and push my blood pressure
    through the roof

    this self-destruction is a part of me
    so when you said my time wasn't worth a thing
    you crossed the line and made an enemy

    "All of your frustration has become a nuisance."
    Is a line you use cause I refuse to
    live by your excuses
    I will not be pressured
    towards your lack of passion
    I will not agree with you
    to give you satisfaction

    I'll keep stealing
    my sense of meaning
    from the silence in the attic
    at 2 AM when this old habit
    says in 5 minutes you'll have a
    piece of pride for disclosure

    This empty head
    is heavy as lead
    I'll carry it around
    until I once again rebound
    I'll disappear
    and haunt this room until next year
     
  3. Snoblin

    Chaotic-Good Goblin Person Supporter

    Apoptosis -

    The factory runs again
    burning the workers at both ends
    and I just claim
    I’m not wax
    I’m
    made of gunpowder
    and metals you can’t see
    that crave the sparks and fire
    framed in lights by those who are free
    I’d strike that match and be off
    but I still lack resolve
    these dreams marked up with red
    will stay with me
    will stay in my head
    a place of little peace
    Always contemplating
    About how life could be if it were fiction
    Written by me

    The Factory runs again
    failures become frustration
    I beg myself
    Try harder
    Try
    to redefine and rework
    add value
    add worth
    when you find life set you aside
    because you need more work
    I'm flustered but I begin
    to peel back the skin
    that hides the memories
    I couldn't bear to face back then

    The sidewalks tell me they can't recount
    life before I spent last summer in town
    when I strengthened my backbone
    patching cracks on paths I've worn down
    the stress in the air was diluted by rain
    express postage sent by a new hurricane
    that gave back my composure by noting
    no one knows my name
    who found it through pain
     
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  4. Snoblin

    Chaotic-Good Goblin Person Supporter

    Like Ice -

    I said I'll craft this song to sound like ice
    but it came out quite too easily
    what does that say about me
    I wanted every note to linger on
    I wanted you frozen with awe
    but those were dreams and not reality

    and while these hands did what their told
    they left my vision hyper-critical
    I saw I was too visible
    and now I brace myself for when you see
    the part of me that's always struggling
    but not enough to make a scene

    when it's too cold to snow
    the pipes all froze
    the humidity upstairs is low
    the wood's so dry it cracks
    and I can't seem to clarify
    how I fill these lungs
    with lies that numb
    my mind each time these lines spill from
    my mouth with eagerness
    just to digress
    into happier thoughts

    The distance widens constantly
    from here to where we'd like to be
    treading water sounds great
    when I'm back-peddling and sinking in
    this frozen lake full of mistakes
    that I embrace instead of taking
    proper care to show I can communicate

    cause it's too cold to snow
    the pipes all froze
    the humidity upstairs is low
    the wood's so dry it cracks
    and I can't seem to clarify
    what I could have done
    to fix the hum
    that pokes & prods
    at my ear drums
    just to convey
    a point of shame
    I hide from everyone

    I said I'll craft this song to sound like ice
    and all my words poured out transparently
    what does that say bout me
     
  5. Snoblin

    Chaotic-Good Goblin Person Supporter

    These four are songs I plan to record into an EP. I already have Demos of each recorded, but I'm afraid I'm going to start recording them and feel disappointed with the quality and keep going back and never finish. Very frustrating.
     
  6. Snoblin

    Chaotic-Good Goblin Person Supporter

    I always read your posts on the old forum and your tumblr and was always super impressed and jealous of your lyricism hahaha (Also now jealous that you are playing shows)
     
  7. cut!print

    Newbie

    Awesome, I totally remember your old name! Haha, good to see you again.
     
  8. cut!print May 10, 2017
    (Last edited: May 10, 2017)
    cut!print

    Newbie

    Here, In Your Silence. -

    I go to bed each night
    With your face for reference
    In my frame of mind
    And with the thought of how,
    There's no shared connection
    Between the dreams I have of what we were
    And the person you're believed to be now
    And I thought I looked like someone you could trust,
    But it's still nothing more than a beacon of lust

    Enough is enough,
    I've had it up to here
    With this goddamn tragedy
    Six years in the making -
    Filling my emptiness with this jagged cup,
    Ruling over and in every single thought
    As if none of them would ever be enough,
    But when will enough, finally be a word,
    A word to hold valiantly up toward the sky
    Like it's the only word that still exists
    And the only thing that matters
    Inside of this altered reality where all I can see
    Is your face, when I go to bed each night.

    And after all this pain,
    I've learned that I put
    Others on a pedestal so high -
    Enough could never be enough,
    And I know now more than anything,
    It is in this silence where we learn how to love.
     
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  9. supernovagirl

    Poetic and noble land mermaid

    The Last Good Memory

    "This is the kind of place you want to have nice memories"
    close your eyes
    take my hand
    (trust you)
    guide me to the top
    spin me around
    open your eyes
    the water. the bridge. the skyline. the wind. the beauty.
    A kiss.
    I wanted you to have a nice memory here.
     
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  10. cut!print

    Newbie

    This brought a tear to my eye, it captivated me. Thank you for sharing. It was very vivid and the last line is just one of the kindest things I think someone could ever say or think to want to say to someone.
     
  11. supernovagirl

    Poetic and noble land mermaid

    thank you so much!
    It very much was a heartwarming moment.
     
  12. cut!print

    Newbie

    The Biggest Heart Of All -


    So tell me,
    Who has the biggest heart of all?
    To raise sky-scraping mountains
    And paint every oceans wave
    With most of the blue stuck inside veins
    Forgetting how to live & prosper
    Waiting for a reason to be moved.

    Reasoning is ostracized to uncertainty,
    Bodies all standing in the same place
    Looking for just one moment of bliss.
    A blind eye is turned to the scent of
    Success in form of shiny lips & sparkles
    Playing the role of megalomaniacs,
    Hoping for change in a black remiss.

    A sense of understanding -
    Something that now glows as a lie.
    Once in the eyes of perceptiveness
    Cohesion was a spectacular now,
    But everything has turned to ashes
    As the building of our hearts desire
    Collides the with the torment of
    Another lost sentiment:

    Tell the truth/feed into emptiness,
    What a choice to make
    For the price of deserving to exist.
    As if words are going to alter the sunset,
    Letting us escape into the nakedness beneath
    A dream of mountains that didn't seem so tall -
    Maybe days won't be so long,
    Maybe we could see other sides of everything
    Or maybe, there's a way to re-exist,
    Because this is not existing at all.
     
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  13. disambigujason

    Formerly js977 Supporter

    You've got a real knack for closing lines. I mean, the rest is great too, but the closers always make me stop and think.
     
  14. cut!print

    Newbie

    Why thank you, I do very much try to leave people in awe with the last few lines. Appreciate that you noticed!
     
  15. cut!print

    Newbie

    The Other Me -


    Stuck in my head,
    Stuck in your head
    There's nowhere else to be -
    Mirroring the absence in your chests.
    Call me your friend,
    I'll watch you leave again.
    Morality inside of a thoughtful soul
    That can't be shared with anyone
    Never to be known as anything more
    Than a conflict to an outside world that
    Can't accept a thoughtful soul,
    That only wants to know
    Why the hell he can't just make sense
    Of this natural memoir inside -
    Is it this hard to bend and not break?

    I'll be doing my part, as it's engulfed in pain
    Every inch of the way on this beaten path,
    A reflection of the mess
    Our half-filled promises have left.
    It seems that my rose colored glasses
    Only envision this world in flames -
    With the feeling of a hydrant in my heart
    It's the only hope I have to soften the blow
    For when everything falls into the ocean again.

    Will it ever make a difference?
     
  16. Cody

    https://cavelightmpls.bandcamp.com/ Prestigious

    not sure if this still gets used, but pretty proud of the set i wrote for a new song of ours

    "birdwatch":

    scribbled circle seeking out
    an empty axle on the block
    a ticket home, a parking lot
    to maim the snow

    a track, amok
    (to run upon, to guide, to holler
    “better off, you’ve got a role, just play the hits, a show’s a show”)

    what if you happened on another way
    where you cower at monsters banished to your brain
    and you step on the ones who hope that you’re okay
    cash it, kid, you wrote it, time to go away

    a glimpse, a murmur of the form
    a pane that reassures you are
    a 21
    a final boss
    an only son

    then on the crest, a scenic rise
    desert the effigy you’re in
    a life arranged
    the timer’s on
    yeah, nothing’s changed

    soak in it, kid, the key is yours today
    flora evocative of early May
    opt in to marvel at the wide array
    on the horizon, clouds are turning gray

    a doll of wisdom, nest within
    aside if it were up to us
    would we complain?
    would we endure?
    would we remain?
     
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  17. disambigujason

    Formerly js977 Supporter

    Love the last two stanzas a lot, especially the May/gray and complain/remain rhymes. The first’s imagery is really cool and i like the ominous-ness of the second. Cool stuff, man.
     
  18. nfdv2

    Trusted Prestigious

    trying to hold all you writhing forms in for the length of a breath
    arms start to move in less scripted ways
    visiting quiet graveyards by light of truant day
    sway sway sway

    be still when you wake to find those arms mine now
    lock eyes with betrayal’s sympathetic shape
    I’m sorry I had to leave you there asleep

    coughing up brain matter
    dreaming of the same serious boys
    missed prescription window’s rest
    and now the window’s bleeding wrong kind of light
    I wish you were mine
    I wish you were mine
    I wish you were mine

    I wanna move back to LA and do it all again
    balancing north and south-west corners
    of the same long large vision in a single frame
    I thought I would burst holding up
    but I would burst for you

    standing outside in culver city
    dancer speaks and heart swivels
    later in your car I could hold
    the whole world in a thought
    I wish you were mine
    I wish you were mine
    I wish you were mine

    Sunday fell on a Thursday
    dream paralysis woke to an audience
    of valley light and stoic grace
    fall down down down
    on the last ride back
    I wish you were mine
    I wish you were mine
    I wish you were mine
     
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  19. thenewmatthewperry

    Trusted Prestigious

    Hey boys, what’s your substance?

    Oi minister’s son!

    “Yeah, Some None of One”

    O godless... no...

    O Faithless One?

    “Naw, None of None.”

    Nay, None must be of Some.

    Notions as corpses of truth

    Propitiation

    Notions now corpses of truth

    Progress
     
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  20. nfdv2

    Trusted Prestigious

    Hi y'all

    sorry to post a semi-irrelevant thing here, but I released some songs last month and wanted to post them here



    I started writing seriously because of the old poetry forum, and I don't know that I would've ever started writing songs if not for the few people who would comment regularly and provide encouragement and feedback. I was like 15-16 then, and it meant a lot to me.

    Anyway yeah songs! lyrics! kbye
     
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  21. nfdv2

    Trusted Prestigious

    Also, two recent pieces

    I.
    A topologist’s wilderness, I’ll follow you anywhere
    You end up glued to that hinge on my retina
    Let’s go south and invert these conventional landscapes
    Telling all in intentional time

    Did you know that in summertime our floaters join forces
    to archive their history, each lonely heart set aside decade dreams to let the all of them set sail for salient waters in hopes that we hear their distant land cries and think something of beautiful

    I think you are beautiful, all of you

    Let go and disharmonize, we’ve got two hands to hold adversaries at safe distance and let them tear at each other till nothing remains

    Our canceling conflicts
    our puzzle piece vision
    our quest to completion
    Tell me I’m foolish
    And I’ll smile and keep going
    Till I meet that dead end in the middle of nowhere
    You warned me so vigorously
    You’re future me, you told me so then

    And I’d sink in the water
    Become a forgotten wave
    And someday perturb a thankless girl’s holiday
    Bifurcate all of your decisions away
    We’ll be trees in the vineyard,
    We’ll stretch on for all of perpetuity
    And never know where we are
    But sometimes the breeze mails your voice to me,
    quietened true

    II.
    The months passed like flies
    I quit counting after a while
    but in dark hours, staring down my ceiling
    felt you stuck inside like a tangled lock heaving
    every step of this distance,
    aching, permeated

    voice went hoarse in mid-October
    came around again humbled, knee deep in grief
    I purged you from my body nightly
    and in the morning you grew back just the same
    shame piled up like blizzard snow
    carrying case for unmet hopes
     
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  22. nfdv2 Apr 11, 2018
    (Last edited: Apr 14, 2018)
    nfdv2

    Trusted Prestigious

    spending our dopamine
    paycheck to pavement line
    kiss in the evening light
    stay up for spring
    practice until it feels hard
    catch up on last year's art
    you can't be everything

    I keep talking myself up your walls

    you keep talking after I tune out
    to the beat of vacant nods
    in their shelter daydream wild
    wonder where we'll find ourselves

    what's another year,
    what's a lifetime?
    what's another year,
    what's another?

    spending our dreaded days
    plateau to refill time
    embrace through the dead of night
    wake up and weep
    fail each try, try again
    practice makes permanent
    you can't do anything

    I keep dreaming they're all here with me

    you keep talking after I tune out
    to the beat of vacant nods
    in their shelter daydream wild
    wonder where we'll find ourselves

    what's another year,
    what's a lifetime?
    what's another year,
    what's another?

    circle around chasing then
    lagging behind to ahead

    raytracing a spent course
    penitent in bed again
    hours mark like fretboard
    hyperbolic bend
    brace until alarm clock
    seizures steal the rest
    speaking for my shadow
    she's changeless
     
  23. thenewmatthewperry

    Trusted Prestigious

    Born without a care for time
    Had my fair share of abrupt goodbyes
    Now realize, not something I should mind

    Rode hard and put away wet
    Road weary, losing bets
    All in with none to blame
    Yet still can’t find my name

    Wander fleeting from my eyes
    Can’t walk the line
    Or do the time
    Enough to put myself aside

    Vagrant minds, know no binds
    Wander through life on the dime
    Scrimp and scupper, know no crime

    Who’d you expect me to be?
    Deprived of all identity
    Docile, demure or?
    Pleased at my hands cupped and quivering?
    Displaced as you’ve made me

    Divvy myself by the knife
    Raise your pieces up against the light
    Covet your token
    I’m shattered, I’m used
    I’m bruised but not broken

    I ain’t black enough
    I ain’t white enough
    I ain’t gay enough
    I ain’t straight enough
    I ain't jock enough
    I ain’t punk enough

    I ain’t smart enough
    I ain’t dumb enough
    I ain’t man enough
    I ain’t woman tough enough
    I ain’t genderless enough

    I ain’t you
    I’m barely me
    So why force your reality
    Of narrow freedom?
    Heed your deeds!

    Vagrant minds, know no binds
    wander through life on the dime
    Scrimp and scupper, know no crime

    who’d you expect me to be?
    Deprived of all identity
    Docile, demure or?
    Displaced as you’ve made me?

    Divvy myself by the knife
    Raise your pieces up against the light
    Covet your token
    I’m shattered
    I’m bruised but not broken

    I ain’t you
    I’m barely me
    So why force your reality
    Of narrow freedom?
    Heed your deeds!

    Wander fleeting from my eyes
    Can’t walk the line
    Or do the time
    Enough to put myself aside

    Vagrant minds, know no binds
    Wander through life on the dime
    Scrimp and scupper, know no crime

    Deny all identity
    Experience over everything
    in chains that’d see you live the same

    Vagrant Minds
    Know no binds
    Vagrant minds
     
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  24. thenewmatthewperry

    Trusted Prestigious

    You won’t
    look me in the eyes
    When we talk
    can’t smile enough
    To gain your trust
    Copper skinned
    Like water to rust
    Color regards your trust

    They poison the well
    In hope that you can’t trust yourself
    Condition your adherence to their doubt

    They disregard your fear
    Beaming ear to ear
    With assurance and contempt
    You’ve learned to smell

    Look me in the eyes when we talk
    Can’t smile enough to gain your trust
    Inward sunder, I’d grin and bear it
    But your deceit melts my teeth

    Look me in the eyes when we talk
    Can’t smile enough to gain your trust
    Inward sunder, I’d grin and bear it
    But your deceit melts my teeth

    You’ve no right to calculate our worth
    In reference to heritage or kin, though we vary within

    You’ve no right to calculate our worth
    Your fatal conceit, though we vary within

    Forgive! Forget!
    Forgive! Forget!
    Forgive! Forget!

    Content with paranoia
    Or paranoid of their intent?

    Forgive! Forget!
    Forgive! Forget!
    Forgive! Forget!

    Content with paranoia
    Or paranoid of their intent?

    Spectre of history
    Soul of the world
    Here we remain forever thralled

    Look me in the eyes when we talk
    Can’t smile enough to gain your trust
    Inward sunder I’d grin and bear it
    But your deceit melts my teeth!

    Look me in the eyes when we talk
    Can’t smile enough to gain your trust
    Inward sunder I’d grin and bear it
    But your deceit melts my teeth!

    You’ve no right to calculate our worth
    In reference to heritage or kin, though we vary within

    You’ve no right to calculate our worth
    Your fatal conceit, though we vary within

    Forgive! Forget!
    Forgive! Forget!
    Forgive! Forget!

    Content with paranoia
    Or paranoid of their intent?

    Forgive! Forget!
    Forgive! Forget!
    Forgive! Forget!

    Content with paranoia
    Or paranoid of their intent?

    Spectre of history
    Soul of the world
    In spite of chains we heed your call

    Audio Quote: “The manifold, self-differentiating expanse of life, with all its individualization and complication, is the object upon which desire and labour operate.”

    -Hegel, Phenomenology of Spirit, 1798

    Bad faith
    Without devotion
    Emotion’s just thought that you don’t want

    Deference to self
    No more cries for help
    You’ll only get
    Stone faces, fake graces

    Coward’s concessions
    Don’t begin the cleanse

    The sins against my skin you commit
    Hell-bent on a world void of difference

    We shall overcome today
    For we are not afraid today of censure

    Stoke your self worth at its source
    Against bad faith we must restore
    Our sense of unity
    Against their silent tyranny

    Spectre of history
    Fasten our souls to the World’s
    Heed our call
    Fell their idols, burn their laurels

    You won’t look me in the eyes when we talk
    Can’t smile enough to gain your trust
    Inward sunder I’d grin and bear it
    But your deceit melts my teeth!

    Look me in the eyes when we talk
    Can’t smile enough to gain your trust
    Inward sunder I’d grin and bear it
    But your deceit melts my teeth!

    You’ve no right to calculate our worth
    In reference to heritage or kin, though we vary within

    You’ve no right to calculate our worth
    Your fatal conceit, though we vary within
     
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  25. thenewmatthewperry

    Trusted Prestigious

    Anger
    Dies
    In quiet dissent
    Often lent
    But never spent

    Anger
    Dies
    In quiet dissent
    Often lent
    But never spent

    Plastered saints
    Huffing paint
    to cover the crack
    They swear they never had
    they tell you yours aren’t justified
    equal scorn, from their eyes

    Mirrors shatter
    At their glance
    Yet “anger has no place in man”
    Repent for no fault of my own?
    My mind and body ain’t on loan

    We fight and fuck
    cause that’s our love
    We’re not sinners for partaking of
    the joys of fears and dearer truths
    the same which are forsaken by you

    We bite we bite
    Cuz that’s our right
    mild-manners didn’t serve us well
    hell bent on fitting in
    Anger saves us once again

    Anger
    Dies
    never lent
    ours to spend
    we won’t repent

    If no one’s right
    There’s none to blame
    For all their grief caused they’ll dismiss
    It’s taken we’re all hypocrites
    Doesn’t mean that we can’t bitch

    So raise your fists
    against their writs
    burn their stakes
    shred the line of best fit
    my anger saves me
    my anger saves me

    We fight and fuck
    cause that’s our love
    We’re not sinners for partaking of
    the joys of fears and dearer truths
    the same which are forsaken by you

    We bite
    We fight
    Our Right

    Anger’s our right
    Anger’s our right
    Anger’s our right
    Anger’s our right

    We bite we bite
    Cuz that’s our right
    mild-manners didn’t serve us well
    hell bent on fitting in
    Anger saves us once again
     
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