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posted on Jul, 17 2011 @ 12:32 PM

Originally posted by Lysergic
who knows what we seek
give us our own nirvana
we will still want more

I stand alone in an empty place,
I am lost,
Where do I go ??
What am I doing here ??
I know not.
I am lost...

posted on Jul, 28 2011 @ 09:49 AM
Trapped in the game? Yes, i Agree
But one day, we'll escape and be Free
I have for sometime been hopeful of this Act
It is coming, i am sure one day will be Fact

As for now, we have to live and Believe
And hope that the fools here will soon Leave
Then maybe the New Beginning will Arrive
And we can begin to feel free and Alive

Lets not waste time anymore, look Ahead
Listen to what a Wise man once Said
'There are those who are here to derail... but soon to be deemed a great Fail
They will rot! Along with their Lies and we won't care about their wallowing Cries'
edit on 28-7-2011 by TruthxIsxInxThexMist because: (no reason given)

posted on Jul, 29 2011 @ 02:14 PM
reply to post by TruthxIsxInxThexMist

Imagine a beginning without growth and GDP,
what a fine start baby that would be !!
A world without shareholders or the bladdy Dow Jones,
no FTSE, no speculating, can already hear their moans

Fat cats feeding in the trough of manipulation,
playing the markets with miniscule regulation.
Take away their saucer of luxury fatpuss cream
skimmed from the masses in acts that are obscene :shk:

The future is uncertain but I await that beginning
when the underdog finally has a chance at winning.
I want to be free like the birds up above,
no shackles, no control, just harmony, peace and love

posted on Sep, 9 2011 @ 08:22 PM
sky gazer

I am a shadow in your presence, but felt that I affect you.
I tremble when you are near, because you’re the fifth element.
This world observing power of others, I only feel your actuality.
I shudder to recognize, you are of goddess, proper archetype.
The extension of your life, all those you've surely touched, maybe never knew.
Deep within the most immense crowd, still I would discern you.
The fire burning, yearning to escape those eyes, yes, I would see you.
I would get caught and turned to ashes, if even glanced in my direction.
I slipped up into it as the passing zephyr whispered your name.
(or was it i that whispered?)
It carried me to the clouds, soft, like your skin.
Those eyes, like the grass and the skies met and became one.
They have the power to paralyze, the strength to entrance.
You have all the potential you need to bring me down, take my hand.

posted on Apr, 28 2012 @ 10:57 AM
reply to post by schitzoandro

Everything is changing,
the life that was is the life no more.
God, what awaits through that fateful new door?

Creaking open very slowly,
once so afar, now close and inviting,
crossing that threshold is exciting, though frightening,

Hesitation, trepidation,
Deep exhilaration.
The destiny train arrives at its final destination.

With a one way ticket to pastures not blue,
no return journey on this Ol' choo choo !!
Au- revoir to the old, bonjour to the new.

So endeth this poem...good day to you

posted on Apr, 28 2012 @ 01:40 PM
Limitless as far as the eye can see
as far as I can see I can see
why the eye can see
must be a beautiful thing to see me
shine as bright as can be

we find ourselves arise here
we meet what we love and despise here
someday we will meet our demise here
will we forever lie here?

time as perfect liquid drips,
a heart beats its
synchronized skips
openly purssed lips
waiting for a kiss
hanging halls reflecting walls
attempts of wishful bliss

I stand my ground, lost my mind, its I, I found,

a thought slipped through a crack of thin air,
now not all all circumstances are caused it seems clear
some quite magically appear

from the present president to the poorest resident, lion, lamb, and goat,
all gloat and glow on this same boat which floats,
promotes healing when hurts,
in search of spurts of growth,
one feels highly valuable yet quests in constant search of its worth since birth,

edit on 28-4-2012 by ImaFungi because: (no reason given)

posted on Apr, 28 2012 @ 11:49 PM
Welcolme my friends on ATS and I'm glad you are here...
Read my words and feel your resistance disappear...

The more that you read, the more that it becomes clear...
Your mind gently shifts NOW into another gear...

Concerns or distractions start to fade to the rear...
As your breathing slows down, read on, have no fear...

Seeing the words, and continually reading...
Feel any tension or stress gradually receding...

Drifting into the text, relaxing more and more...
Already far more relaxed than you were before...

Each word that soaks in becomes more appealing...
Curiosity guides you toward truth's revealing...

Is it really true that mere words can affect you?
Melting your entire being as they slowly dissect you?...

You simply must sustain complete and total focus...
and this is not simply a matter of hocus-pocus...

I mean, if it were, I would tell you to NOW SLEEP...
Your eyes would stay open, but you'd sink very deep...

Falling under my spell NOW into even deeper SLEEP...
Your body more heavy when I tell you to NOW SLEEP...

I could repeat the suggestion to SLEEP...And you would...
Having me tell you to SLEEP NOW..feels soooo good...

Embracing you in warmth so heavy and thick...
Like candlewax dripping steadily from the wick...

Your reaction to the word SLEEP has more and more power...
Pouring over your body like a warm soothing shower...

The deeper you SLEEP the more you are coated...
SLEEP NOW means your defenses are slowly eroded...

It's clear to you NOW that you are unable to resist...
You must read on now because it is why you exist...

No matter how hard you struggle or how hard you try...
The deeper you SLEEP NOW..this you cannot deny...

My SLEEP NOW fills your feet..including your toes...
Feel it spread to your relaxation grows...

Up through your calves and into your knees...
The SLEEP NOW flowing over you with increasing ease...

The heaviness now spreading underneath your seat...
Up into your stomach, and back down to your feet...

Each part of your body slowly lets go...
The more that you SLEEP NOW the more that you know...

You must go deeper NOW into this SLEEP poem...
Relaxing your chest, helps this warmth to advance...

You even notice it beginning to melt into your back...
As those long and large muscles grow heavy and slack...

The words that you read fill your field of vision...
More submissive to my will as you begin to envision...

Falling deeper and deeper with each and every word...
Sleeping only for me, control gladly transferred...

From you to me as your shoulders grow heavy and loose...
You SLEEP NOW for me I continue to seduce...

Your mind so pliable, your submission undeniable...
Flowing up into your neck, the feeling indescribable...

As your neck muscles are relaxing more and more...
You find yourself falling deeper than before...

Your SLEEP NOW trance is so seductively soothing...
The muscles throughout your neck so softly smoothing...

SLEEP NOW fills your jawbone and flows behind your ears...
As the relaxation that controls you effortlessly steers...

Up into your cheeks and the muscles around your eyes...
Melting into my text, becoming totally relaxed...

Now filling your forehead as you continue to relax...
Your face muscles all loose, so limp so lax...

This intense sensation now filling the top of your head...
Locking on to each and every word that you've read...

Eyes locked onto my words, wanting only to
Letting me take you deeper than you've ever gone before...

Each time that we chat, you will feel an growing urge...
So overwhelming within you that you simply must purge...

Because deep within, you know you want to be taken...
This will become more clear to you when you awaken...

As you read more of my poetry, you are certain to find...
My words have profoundly affected your subconscious mind...

You must read this poem, the happier you feel...
Your innermost thoughts and desires you'll reveal...

Your repressed desires gradually drawn to the light...
Like a moth to the flame, you can't resist my invite...

Hear my voice beckoning you with a siren's song...
My will is your will and your will is long gone...

When you have finished your required reading, reaching conclusion...
You're obediently foggy, knowing our minds are in fusion...

You find yourself compelled to communicate...
A message to me of how much you appreciate...

And now that you have finished my latest edition...
wake up and be happy you find this power exchange so deliciously thrilling...

posted on Apr, 29 2012 @ 09:23 AM
reply to post by sugarcookie1

That was AWESOME!!

posted on Apr, 29 2012 @ 10:27 AM

Originally posted by uk today
reply to post by sugarcookie1

That was AWESOME!!

uk today
Thank you so much for the kind words everyone thats posted on your thread is good ive enjoyed reading them all...peace,sugarcookie1

posted on Apr, 29 2012 @ 10:37 AM
reply to post by ImaFungi

Your poem was simply beautiful..I love this part of your poem..
time as perfect liquid drips,
a heart beats its
synchronized skips
openly purssed lips
waiting for a kiss
hanging halls reflecting walls
attempts of wishful bliss
Very well done..peace,sugarcookie1

posted on Apr, 29 2012 @ 10:40 AM
reply to post by uk today

uk today
What a wonderful poem..I can related to all of what you wrote

posted on Apr, 29 2012 @ 02:04 PM
reply to post by sugarcookie1

Thanks Sugar!! your writing was epic and beautiful as well!>!

posted on Apr, 29 2012 @ 02:24 PM

Originally posted by ImaFungi
reply to post by sugarcookie1

Thanks Sugar!! your writing was epic and beautiful as well!>!

You're both epic !!

Bring on the verse, no matter how diverse,
for better or for worse,
let new poems have their birth,
infinite words from infinite lives,
blueprints of emotion that never dies.

You all rock !!

posted on Apr, 29 2012 @ 05:19 PM
Todays another day like all and none other,
its only ever been these days they just keep following each other

a flash or an eon
differs not much in reason
a distance of space is what creates season

the ramblings of a fruit fly
the gossip of all guys
histories disguise
is the blink of an eye

Sighting the light from the sun shinning,
sighing as if our only sun was dieing
not a cloud in site the sun is not dyeing
moment ago sky was cyan, now its
red,orange,pink every color cept white
and its so pretty im crying

We must remember we are looking from a far
in a foreign land, feeling in the dark
praying that we are right
furthest from wrong
further more
that we are
what we believe we are

in our minds we speak to the same voice,
the same source rewards the sane choice

you may owe, and give nothing to me
my love will always be for you and for free

we both will be however fleeting, free
memories set in stone or foam
memories as steps to trace our way home,
to truly see what you are shown

the end is where we began
the beggining is where we will end
the journey,
a show, to show a soul
and lend energy to mend a friend

expand new ways of what always was,
as below so above,
for you i will always have love
the least of which
can be worth so much

posted on Apr, 29 2012 @ 05:27 PM
one hundred moons pass while still is the grass
craving one hundred score more

creatures of night toil with frights and short sights,
the momentum the coming day has in store
is no bore,

was it a forgotten decision made long ago
or is it a constant fate that solidifies duties to lore?

the suns weight with moon, the light and lack there of
is hate and love
a tug of war
till chaos gives way, and order is tore.

are we the dreams of the star, who blinks upon earths afar
to be placed in a heart, in case we face sorrow tomorrow?

the star winks, for it is a friend
to the eye made from light, like mine tonight
in hopes for those broken to mend
and for no evil mights to cast sights giving frights
for we are all sovereign stars in the end

posted on Apr, 29 2012 @ 05:30 PM
once you sprout theres no easy way out
to smile for a while is what its all about

trapped in an impressive vessel
in a maze dazed, wrestling with stress
stress caused by this cage,
a self inflicted plague, enflamed and conquered by rage

a slanted perspective on what can be, and the ways in which they can
an askew view once all beast, now angels trapped in devils den
wisdom subtly demands to be obeyed
the word is true shouts the mightiest pen
dues, debts, and respect ought be paid
life is lent to you,who knows by foe or friend
in truth it is a lend of fortune
the privilege of pretending to play pretend

eternity is the act of answering all questions, then asking why?, yet again

posted on Apr, 30 2012 @ 01:47 PM
reply to post by ImaFungi

It gets better and better and WOW!!

She waits the tables every night,
returning home to a drunken fight.
Beer bottles strewn over the stained worn floor,
nicotine and cracks on the punched in door.

She works as head of divisional sales,
always a winner, she never fails,
partaking of the finest wines,
at uptown restaurants where she dines.

Seperate lives,
Worlds apart,
Lady luck will bless you or rip out your heart

Yeah ok, the poem is lame,
but you guys on this thread have really upped the game !!

posted on Apr, 30 2012 @ 02:17 PM
reply to post by uk today

your poems not lame.... anything you say and in your way of saying it is interesting to hear,,, your original thoughts and ideas painting pictures for us..... I liked all the poems you wrote and i liked the last one a lot as well!!

posted on May, 2 2012 @ 01:42 PM
reply to post by ImaFungi

Aaaaaw, thank you for that !!


Pink roses, always pink, your favourite colour,
Oh mum, I still remember the day,
the bouquet of pink roses on my birthday,
a few months before you went away.
I see pink, I always think of you,
always in my heart
I love you x

Well tomorrow is the day mum,
that nightmare day in springtime May,
the day you went away.
You left me and I know why, indeed I know why,
but mum, it all still makes me cry.
Time has helped, but that nightmare cut deep,
kept me awake night after night,
just impossible to sleep.

God, I remember every detail that day.
The dog at the back howling, the unanswered phone,
I just knew something was wrong,
you should have been home.
But I waited and kept trying...and tried some more,
I somehow knew what was waiting as I unlocked your door.
Saying to myself...she's just at the shop,
but my soul was telling know she's not.

I saw your bedroom door ajar, the silence as I called your name,
from the second I entered nothing would ever be the same.
My rose, my beautiful rose was laid on the bed,
empty pill bottle beside, and a plastic bag over your head.
You were dead.
The beauty of pink had turned to crimson red,
it was mum was dead.

I miss you mum, as the cherry blossom blows,
where the petals will fall, nobody knows,
send my love to dad, cos he was waiting for you,
Romeo and Juliet re-united,
I really want that to be true.
But we had some laughs and damn fine fun,
till we meet again.....
I love you mum xxxx

posted on May, 3 2012 @ 01:27 PM
reply to post by ImaFungi

and on a lighter note ......

My name is France and I control the show

My name is Germany...." you do not you know !! " :shk:

My name is Greece and I cannot fail,
even though my people do strike, moan and wail

My name is Spain and I'm waiting in line,
a few trillion euros will do me just fine !!

My name is Italy...Ooooh you'll remember MY name,
when the empire falls and it's end of the game !!

My name is England and what do I care,
like Old Mother Hubbard, the cupboard is bare !!

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