New Contest!! poetry time!!

I'd like to thank Netchicken
who thinks that i am drinkin
I wish i had a bottle
To drink at full throttle

But now i am at work
and I feel like a jerk
I wish i had nothing to do
Except drink till me face is blue

This is the best at poems i can be
i am better at 1 2 3

One rainy day
While surfing the net
I came across a site
I didn't quite get

It spoke of masons
Illuminati and stuff
It made me realize
I didn't know much

This place ATS
Where the people are weird
Everyone's crazy
Everything's feared

All of this info
I couldn't avoid
Ack! It's too late!
I too am paranoid!


I stuck to your rules

[Edited on 16-9-2003 by MessedUpAnnie]

I must win this poetry contest
cos my mind is screwed and i need a rest
Reading this site and knowing u all
makes me wanna ROFL on the floor

some topics are great and members are cool
not mentioning names i like you all
I spend half my time surfing this site
cos others are pure shyte

Ignore my last poem it was a crap
Take this and cos it aint sap
I used to be able to rap and rhyme
Now i just take my time!

From the iridescent glow of threads long past,
beats the heart of conspiracies which no doubt last,
Through the thoughts and the sweat of noids unkempt,
rings an eery low hum of extraterrestrial descent.

Tinfoil hats and political slander,
fill the void as democratic minds stray and miander,
William boils over as real issues steadily simmer,
In williams dreams he chops trolls like firewood timber.

What undoubtedly remains is the socially derranged,
Speaking their minds with a ravenous rage,
From the void we call the Web they broadcast their thoughts, then there are some that crave points like broken robots.

One Day

One Day

One day I won't be there..
Would you even care?
I know you would...

Right?

If I wasn't able to be there for you,
Would you still pursue,
the feelings?

I can't be here forever,
So Please,
If we're going to do this,
Let's do this now.

Many oppurtunities arise,
and I take these eyes
and look to these skies,
to try and revise all these
choises im making.

I can wait forever for you
But life cannot...

I can't be here forever,
So Please,
If we're going to do this,
Let's do this now.

Day after day,
Night after night,
I hope and pray,
That things can be right.

I will always be here for you,
through the thick and thin,
Cause what we have within,
is stronger than life itself.

I can't be here forever,
So Please,
If we're going to do this,
Let's do this now.

I can wait forever for you
But life cannot...





This poem was about a girl I know. We were both really really close and were virtually boyfriend and girlfriend, just not officially. I liked her a lot because she meant the world to me, and I meant a lot to her too. I began to wait for her to hopefully begin to want to be with me too, because she was the only girl who could truely make me happy physically and spiritually. Well a long period of time passed and she never came around to liking me more than a friend. So I was just thinking about her a few months ago and began to write this poem about her. It just basically talks about how I can wait for her, but not much longer because I need to live my life, even tho she means the world to me. Because other people began to like me and wanted to be with me, and I kept asking this girl if she would ever want to be with me, and she kept saying she wasn't sure. So I just gave up on trying to get with her, because it was obvious she didn't want to be with me, or else she would have said yes a long time ago. The poem says I'll be there for her for the rest of my life, but I can't wait for her decision forever. I took it as a "no" because she always told me she wasn't sure if she wanted to be with me. Now I've found a girl by the name of Rebecca, and she is really cool and nice, and I'm glad to have her as my g/f, hehe. !So that was my poem and I hope you all liked it.

-Matt

[Edited on 9-16-2003 by 10DeadInside10]

[Edited on 9-16-2003 by 10DeadInside10]

Is it all just in my brain?
or am I really going insane
I constantly read ats
Simply because it is the best

Conspiracys and theories
Fury reminds me of Dennis Leary
Reptoid enslavement does this exist?
or was someone high and hallucianted all this?

Is MA is really an alien grey?
I try to listen to everything he has to say!
One day I just may find out if he is
That'll be the day I enter the bounty hunter biz!

I'll capture him when he is on the throne
Distracting him by calling his phone
Spring into action, like flower coming out of the soil
He can't read my mind, I AM WEARING NOTHING BUT TIN FOIL!


[Edited on 16-9-2003 by Lysergic]

...meh...my poetry is either soppy Love Poetry or whacked out hidden-meaning/dark type poetry...or stupid social commentary...

Examples (and NOPE I ain't posting none of my Love Poetry, dats not for your eyes) :


COLD SPAGHETTI AND A HALF EATEN HAMBURGER

Clenched fist on rubber grip,
Cold steel now slightly warmed.
Ears still ringing from the crack of thunder,
Erupting as a final momento for someone I once knew.

So quiet now...

I can hear water leaking from a busted pipe.
A starving alley cat,
Rummaging through the remains of last nights dinner.
So quiet its deafening,
At least the gunshots created noise.
Cried out all that they were about.

Silence however hides in its shadows,
Like some crazy old bag lady who knows something she won't share with the world.

Its amazing how ones mind can go to its happy place,
When childhood dreams and fantasies are no longer apparent.
When all that exists is a distorted reality,
Yet it remains real within its own clarity.

And so we drink tonight, rejoice a job well done,
Sparing a thought for the bros who no longer drink with us.
Some brotherhood...
To be remembered only as an unopened bottle of beer.

While their crumpled bloodsoaked bodies lay in a damp alleyway,
Like the remains of last nights dinner.


ROADWORKS

Sometimes I wonder...
If I am just a speed bump on your Highway of life.
Slowing you down...
Keeping you from your destination.
Like one of them road-side 'Lollipop Men',
Leaning, half asleep on their STOP sign.

Maybe I'm just a radio...
Tuned to a pleasant station.
Helping relieve the boredom,
Before the advertisements kick in...
And the Lollipop Men still lean.
Till you get the green.


SINGALONG

Gather round my brethren I'm abouta singa song,
About me old boys Matthew, Mark, Luke and little John,
Its a simple little ditty I'm hoping y'all sing along,
I'm about to getta started now so don't be putting me wrong...


...coz I'ma beatin' and a bashin' and a whipping my Bible,
And if Book Abuse was a crime ya know I'ma be liable.
Yes, justa beatin' and a bashin' and a whipping my Bible,
Would ram it down ya throat ya sinner but that really isn't viable.

Gotta Non-Molestation Order again' me,
For hassling the public so religiously
Could even be facing Assault and Battery,
After kicking the heck outa Dueteronomy.

I'ma beatin' and a bashin' and a whipping my Bible,
And if Book Abuse was a crime ya know I'ma be liable.

Shun ma daughter coz I caught her kissing up on some boy,
I showered her with shame until her self-esteem was destroyed,
But dats the Word of my Lord and I don't like it being toyed,
She killed herself, now she's going to Hell coz my God's annoyed.

I preach every chance I get, don't care if ya wanna hear,
You can turn away if ya want but I'ma shout it in ya ear,
Coz I got a right to be obnoxious, its in the Bible somewhere,
And when I finally get to Heaven I know my reward is there.

Coz I'ma beatin' and a bashin' and a whipping ma Bible,
And if Book Abuse was a crime ya know I'ma be liable!


...right...theres some examples of old poetry I got kicking around...got a ton more I won't threaten y'all with just yet...



Peace,
ALIEN

Above Top Secret Forum

I became a member of ATS
with hopes to clean up a real mess
dropped a bar of dial soap for the feds
OK, it was wet and almost got them to confess

Then I found this strange alien forum
greys and beings manipulating our genes
UFO's in the sky or deep down underground
they wear tight suits and one seen in blue jeans

Next I discovered the funny point system
secret forum, new titles and colors in the store
had to post and post, then blew it all on RATS
just what I thought, it turned out to be a real bore

Finally I heard about the cosmic forum
discussions on hackers, bad posts and sins
oh, I wonder what simon says behind those doors
this is a silly contest, he doesn't care who wins

conspiracy freaks, goverment sneaks,
slither round this town,
political flamers, mudpit entertainers,
love to gather round,

I sit an laugh at everyone,
and make a snide remark,
while everyone goes ape#,
for whispers in the dark,

the colonel posts his posts,
the dems point and laugh,
the repugnats bring up the facts,
and kick his candy ass

the many faces here,
the chatrooms tasty beer,
the discusions about aliens,
being cannibal nazi queers.

they all serve to remind us,
as they always do,
that the next poster in this place,
is just as nuts as you.

I dont know why but I think that you will have very...disapointing poetries, here.

oh and if you want something dreary.. lol


Cannot stop,
Cutting flesh,
Burning pain,
Cleanse my soul,

Cannot stop,
Sawing me,
Takes my bleeding,
to make me whole,

Look for gods,
Bleed away,
all the pain,
that's miserable,

There it flows,
down my drain,
swirling down,
the black hole,

Cutting out the altar�s pain,
sliced a vein,
do you care?

selling out,
to my self doubt,
I will do it,
do you dare?

Burned out,
bleeding south,
bound and broken,
in your stare,

but you don't know,
what I�ve been told,
it's not a burden,
you will bear,

seeking silence in the cuts,
Bleed the pain, still the same,
tear it out with skin and tendon,
light the flesh with candle flame,

cutting saws, the bite that gnaws,
away the guilt, and fatal blame,
the secret's out, but have no doubt,
self mutilation is the game...

-Me.

Everlasting Veil



They will make their mistakes.
I will hide them.

They will live sinful lives.
I will cover them.

Whatever they do,
that will cause regret in the future, I will blanket.
I am the everlasting veil; hiding all the faults.
I will be there for you.



I am taken for granted, invisible and meaningless,
but yet I shield your innocence and protect your mind.

I will filter what you see.
I will shelter; expose nothing.
I am invisible, but you cannot see through me.

They will make their mistakes.
I will hide them.

I am the everlasting veil.
You see what I let you see.

I have come because there is a need for me.
But I will never leave.

Your innocence is what I protect.

They will make their mistakes.
I will hide them.

-The One and Only, AcE



[Edited on 16-9-2003 by omega1]

"Ego" ~~ Cole merk Copywrite 2003 peoples
____________________________________________

Inter stellar galaxies travel at the speed of light
through my mind, creation of life ended as soon as
it began.


My conscious soul is weak and frail, for
the sickness of pain has slowly destroyed my ego,
but just like the bond which brings happiness from
sadness


.... hope... vitality rishes through my veins...
love .... happiness.. pure euphoria has returned, and
I have been reborn. Perfection is not the key.


My sense of reality transcends to beyond existence,
and my altered ego has finally become true. My
consiousness has surpassed the complexities of my
brain. My soul, pure, and free, lives on until the end of
time!
____________________________________________



[Edited on 16-9-2003 by CPYKOmega]

ATS : A secret that everybody is talking about.

Like rain fall from tha sky,
spies fall from their chair,
When thay read what4s all about,
On our message board unchained,

Originally posted by Fury
oh and if you want something dreary.. lol


Cannot stop,
Cutting flesh,
Burning pain,
Cleanse my soul,

Cannot stop,
Sawing me,
Takes my bleeding,
to make me whole,

Look for gods,
Bleed away,
all the pain,
that's miserable,

There it flows,
down my drain,
swirling down,
the black hole,

Cutting out the altar�s pain,
sliced a vein,
do you care?

selling out,
to my self doubt,
I will do it,
do you dare?

Burned out,
bleeding south,
bound and broken,
in your stare,

but you don't know,
what I�ve been told,
it's not a burden,
you will bear,

seeking silence in the cuts,
Bleed the pain, still the same,
tear it out with skin and tendon,
light the flesh with candle flame,

cutting saws, the bite that gnaws,
away the guilt, and fatal blame,
the secret's out, but have no doubt,
self mutilation is the game...

-Me.

Did you make that up? if so thats farkin cool dude.

Originally posted by drunk

Did you make that up? if so thats farkin cool dude.

That's a poem from when i was dealing with my self mutilation issue.

Thats cool

Not the fact that you wanted self-mutilation the words and the the thought u put into it.

Originally posted by drunk
Thats cool

Not the fact that you wanted self-mutilation the words and the the thought u put into it.

thanks dood,
I got more sick and twisted, but i don't think it belngs here. lol

Email it to me if you dont mind
[email protected]

Cos i am forming a death metal band you could help write sick songs, or we could collaborate.