i never was much for thinking,.. never very good at it anyhow...

[Immortal]

title if everything author zds date 12/21/00

if everything i said was done, i would live my life in peace
i'd have the sweetness of your breath, i'd have my sweet denise
all that once could've been seems to have turned the other way
and everything that will never be appears forever here to stay
random thoughts, no more energy
it's all left up to plan
everything in life, my love
all ended up a sham.
you make me everything, without you i'm nothing today
like a rolling hill on a calm winter morning, i've got green, with a snake sound that will never fade..
tomorrow's too soon, because i know you'll be married
YOU BELONG TO ME,.. if you go with him, i'd rather be buried.
twenty feet below, much farther than usual
so in 1000 years i'm not susceptible to removal
a virgin death,.. won't you look at my face?
starving and beaten, left with no taste
i love you more than he could ever dream to in a year
but he's already won, the future's decided, i fear.
if everything i said were done, i could live a happy man
feeling everything in my heart, eating only sand.

[Immortal]

...the mental vaults, anyway...

title lovely baker, won't you kiss my cheek? author zds date 12/23/00


i work with this girl, she's pretty like an angel
a bird that sings beautifully could not compare to her voice, even when she is sick
but this is a girl i will never have a chance with, because of who i am.
lovestruck, in a way. but i don't like to think of it as such.
it's funny, because the women i fantasize about are never the women i wish i was with. i guess i'm just odd like that.
i treat the women who i am 'crushing on' with more respect. (i treat all with respect, but a fine selection moreso)
this girl, julia, i wish i could hold.
to touch her, to smell her.
within such close proximity there is too much going on.
she's on my mind, and i'm not on hers.
she is older than i, but not paralyzingly so;
just three years separate us.
it's nice to take my mind off of "the real love" (you know, the one i usually write about)
for a few hours once a week, to divulge myself in the beauty of another.

i'm such a guy. i watch her bend over, and them am disgusted as i realize what i'm doing. such a teenager. i stutter when i speak to her. i always have problems speaking to pretty faces. i think it's because my thoughts move quicker than my mouth.
i look at her move. i watch her smell radiate off, into the abyss that is time.
i write this flowery shit about her,.. and then it stops.
it all stops.
and i return to my lackluster state of wishing to recieve back the love that i give, knowing full well that i don't deserve it. i'm such a guy, such a teenage guy. it disgusts me.

[Immortal]

title sixteen of shit author zds date 12/16/00

i spend all my time writing, giving back what i may have taken
i try all day long to see you, but end up just kissing satan
pathetic to know, destructive to see
all the petty nonsense, it's fucking destroying me
love is commonplace, i cannot think or say
all that's ever been dear to me just seems to go away
everything i write is incomplete
i'll forget more because you will steal my feet
thoughts run heavy - you should belong to me
but that's one thing upon which our hearts disagree
you've got him to lean on, kiss on, breathe on
me to talk on, walk from, say "get gone"
but apparently the past is that
(the past) it's not the present
apparently you're what life isn't
(my love) it's unrepentent.

[brokenarrow]

Thank you immortal for some good deep reading this morning......

[Immortal]

title my welcome hand author zds date yes please, but keep in mind i'm rather picky

falsetto creeps in, threatened to kill
i go through so much, but it's all worth the thrill
clouds rolling by, angels of darkness
bringing showers of light, devoured by sharkness
and everything is similar
and everything's the same
and everything is nothing
and everything is you. i am you. you are you.
if the waves were to open and my soul to pour out
i would love you with more pleasure than soil post-drought
people could swim up to me and shake my welcome hand
speaking "how do you do?"'s and many "thank you ma'am"'s
about everything that isn't, and what can never ever be
because hearts decided long ago that i was meant to never see
the beauty of life, the beauty of you
outside and inside, that's a job for someone new
different, it seems, better than me?
not ever possible.... but evidently to some degree
fuzzy clouds swarm through, surround me with bright
colors or shapes (sometimes both) are destroyed on sight
and everything is similar
because everything's the same
everything is nothing
everything is you. but you are not me. you are you.

[brokenarrow]

I like that ending Immortal........

"and everything is similar
because everything's the same
everything is nothing
everything is you. but you are not me. you are you."

[share]

i don't usually post songs - but this one is so
beautiful and full of hope

i felt you comin' dear, as you drew near
i knew you'd find me cause i longed you here
are you my destiny, is this how you'll appear
wrapped in a coat with tears in your eyes?
well take that coat babe, and throw it on the floor
are you the one that i've been waiting for?

as you've been moving, surely towards me
my soul has comforted and assured me
that in time my heart - it will reward me
and that all will be revealed
so i've sat and i've watched an ice-age thaw
are you the one that i've been waiting for?

out of sorrow entire worlds have been built
out of longing great wonders have been willed
they're only little tears darlin' let them spill
and lay your head upon my shoulder
outside my window the world has gone to war
are you the one that i've been waiting for?

o we will know won't we?
the stars will explode in the sky
but they don't do they??
stars have there moment and then they die

there's a man who spoke wonders, though i've never met him
he said "he who seeks finds and who knocks
will be let in"
i think of you in motion and just how close you are getting
and how every little thing anticipates you
all down my veins my heartstings call
are you the one that i've been waiting for


for personal reasons i need to make everyone better today - so don't kill your hope, feel it
working with you

[Immortal]

title the point author zds date 1/2/01

what's the point in being me if i'm always falling apart
what's the point in loving, i'll just always lose my heart
there's no point in losing, your mind your taste, no fair
ain't a point in crying, it won't get you anywhere.
but there's a point in winning,
and it's called having you
to call my own, and on the phone
knowing on both sides that it's true.
so what's the point in giving up, 'cause i won't even dare
what's the point in striking out, i could hardly care
there's no point in killing, it'll drive so far apart
the battle lines were drawn, he's walked off with your heart.
but there's still a point to winning,
and it's called having you
to call my own, and on the phone
knowing that forever it will be true.

[share]

i'm so sad tonight

when i read your poems, i know that somebody
loves me like that

and that i love someone like that back

i wish that for you

[rockrighter]

To the top. Certain types of substances were meant to be abused.

[RogueTrader]

I thought Poopy's musings had convinced you to take yor bat and ball and depart forever.

I am pleased that you have reconsidered. I am not the biggest fan of poetry [I just feel it is needlessly indirect], but I really do enjoy what you write.

M

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[Highway23]

Damn Immortal.....you show your gift well! Thanks /images/smile.gif

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[anescence]

/images/smile.gif Good to see you posting again. Great stuff!! /images/smile.gif

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My mind not only wanders....it sometimes leaves completely /images/crazy.gif