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another good one. I hope you keep this up and the class was dropped for good reason.
My Poetry
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#42
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Posted 11 November 2007 - 10:41 PM
it was either drop or flunk, and I hate getting Fs.
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Posted 12 November 2007 - 10:32 AM
Like the words and imgery of your poetry, very lyrical at times, full of depth at others, well done, well done, and looking forward . . . . to seeing some more. 
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Posted 13 November 2007 - 02:51 PM
This seems familiar. I can't quite pinpoint it. It's still pretty good though.
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Posted 02 January 2008 - 02:03 AM
nice bro. call it Hold You Path
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Posted 06 November 2009 - 04:55 AM
It's been a long time since I've written much poetry, but here's a new one I've been doing as a performance piece. It's called "Nothing".
When I talked to you that day
You said that I was nothing to you.
Alright, so I’m nothing.
The guy who helped you out that day,
By letting you sleep in his bed for a night,
While taking the couch for himself,
After you missed the last bus home,
He’s nothing.
The classmate who stayed up all night,
Who you cried to all night on the phone
After she dumped you, though he
Had two midterms the next day,
He’s nothing.
The friend who bailed your ass out
When your dad cut you off and
You didn’t know what to do,
He’s nothing.
The best friend you relied on,
Who protected you at the cost of
Breaking off his engagement,
He’s nothing.
When we spoke that day,
You said that I was nothing to you.
Alright, so I’m nothing.
What are you?
When I talked to you that day
You said that I was nothing to you.
Alright, so I’m nothing.
The guy who helped you out that day,
By letting you sleep in his bed for a night,
While taking the couch for himself,
After you missed the last bus home,
He’s nothing.
The classmate who stayed up all night,
Who you cried to all night on the phone
After she dumped you, though he
Had two midterms the next day,
He’s nothing.
The friend who bailed your ass out
When your dad cut you off and
You didn’t know what to do,
He’s nothing.
The best friend you relied on,
Who protected you at the cost of
Breaking off his engagement,
He’s nothing.
When we spoke that day,
You said that I was nothing to you.
Alright, so I’m nothing.
What are you?
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Posted 26 December 2009 - 01:24 AM
Contrived
Look at you.
You’re just sitting there on your ass
Laptop balanced on your knees
Because it’ll overheat if it so much as
Touches a desk.
What the hell do you think you’re doing?
Do you think your poetry’s gonna save the world?
That the people will sing praises of your work?
That your starving artist motif is gonna somehow get you laid?
Don’t make me laugh!
You’re no literary messiah!
You ain’t even a drop in the bucket of a legacy
Older than you that echoes outward from the start
Of our existence to the end of eternity.
So don’t go thinking that you’re such hot shit.
You’re just contrived.
From the faux chic clothes to the upturned nose
And the big-ass words you use but hardly know
And that irritating way you always cry
“I’m special, I’m wonderful, but men hate me! WHY?!”
Read, and review. It's currently being considered for publication in an anthology. If anyone's interested, I'll post a link to a couple of essays I'm getting published as well.
Edited by Alaras, 26 December 2009 - 01:25 AM.
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Posted 29 December 2009 - 04:08 AM
wow thats pretty mad, check out mine
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Posted 08 April 2010 - 10:05 PM
Monster of Fifty-Nine Moons
Two days after the first day of school,
The principal gets another screaming phone call:
“Why is that MONSTER still in my child’s class?!”
Two days after the first day of school,
The principal gets another red-faced visitor:
“Why isn’t that FREAK in a retard home?!”
Two days after the first day of school,
The MONSTER, the FREAK, goes to the office on an errand.
He hears the screaming in person and on the phone.
He learns what the community thinks of him.
“I’m a freak, a monster?”
The boy can’t believe his ears!
After living a paltry fifty-nine moons,
And spending only three days in school,
He is a monster.
The weird doctor with his weirder tests called it “autism”,
But that doesn’t mean a damn thing to a kid!
No, a FREAK!
No, a MONSTER!
He was a monster just by birth,
Nothing could redeem his wretched heart.
That day, he went home,
And asked his mommy,
“Am I a monster?”
All she said was “Yes,”
And the boy, with the grace
Of a man awaiting execution,
Walked silently to his room.
Autistic monsters aren’t allowed to show their tears.
Two days after the first day of school,
The principal gets another screaming phone call:
“Why is that MONSTER still in my child’s class?!”
Two days after the first day of school,
The principal gets another red-faced visitor:
“Why isn’t that FREAK in a retard home?!”
Two days after the first day of school,
The MONSTER, the FREAK, goes to the office on an errand.
He hears the screaming in person and on the phone.
He learns what the community thinks of him.
“I’m a freak, a monster?”
The boy can’t believe his ears!
After living a paltry fifty-nine moons,
And spending only three days in school,
He is a monster.
The weird doctor with his weirder tests called it “autism”,
But that doesn’t mean a damn thing to a kid!
No, a FREAK!
No, a MONSTER!
He was a monster just by birth,
Nothing could redeem his wretched heart.
That day, he went home,
And asked his mommy,
“Am I a monster?”
All she said was “Yes,”
And the boy, with the grace
Of a man awaiting execution,
Walked silently to his room.
Autistic monsters aren’t allowed to show their tears.
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Posted 15 May 2010 - 05:06 PM
(This one is being published in the upcoming Perspectives Anthology. For more information, see here
To Autism Speaks:
You say “We have to find a cure!”
A cure? For what?
Is it a cure for who I am?
My personality?
My hopes?
My dreams?
My passions?
Is it a cure for what I am?
My intelligence?
My wit?
My charm?
My sarcasm?
Is it a cure for what I can be?
My ambitions?
My interests?
My perseverance?
My goals?
If not any of those, then what do you hate?
Is it because you hate my differences?
My beliefs?
My morals?
My ethics?
My strength?
Is it because you hate that I’m not you?
Is my difference such a crime that it must be destroyed?
Better yet, can you tell me WHY?
Why do you hate me?
Why can’t I exist as I am?
Why do you have to “cure” my healthy mind?
Why do you have to treat me as inhuman?
Who are you trying to help?
Is it the fetus you screen out and abort for having the wrong genes?
Is it the child you yell at for being “wrong” in ways he‘ll never understand?
Is it the adult you allow to die through your silence?
Is it the hole in your heart which you stain with your cruelty?
Do you blame a vaccine for my existence?
Am I some freak of science who has no right to exist?
Am I nothing more than the shadow of your own twisted heart?
Do I only exist to remind you that you can’t live your life through mine?
Do I hold any value to you other than as a symbol of all you hate?
Or is it just that you fear that you are one of my brethren?
That the very things you have spoken of as filth and disease,
Could actually hold purpose, value, and worth?
Would I then be nothing more than your horrifying fun-house mirror?
These questions I pose to you, oh all-knowing “normal” people
You say you speak for me, so why not give me some answers?
To Autism Speaks:
You say “We have to find a cure!”
A cure? For what?
Is it a cure for who I am?
My personality?
My hopes?
My dreams?
My passions?
Is it a cure for what I am?
My intelligence?
My wit?
My charm?
My sarcasm?
Is it a cure for what I can be?
My ambitions?
My interests?
My perseverance?
My goals?
If not any of those, then what do you hate?
Is it because you hate my differences?
My beliefs?
My morals?
My ethics?
My strength?
Is it because you hate that I’m not you?
Is my difference such a crime that it must be destroyed?
Better yet, can you tell me WHY?
Why do you hate me?
Why can’t I exist as I am?
Why do you have to “cure” my healthy mind?
Why do you have to treat me as inhuman?
Who are you trying to help?
Is it the fetus you screen out and abort for having the wrong genes?
Is it the child you yell at for being “wrong” in ways he‘ll never understand?
Is it the adult you allow to die through your silence?
Is it the hole in your heart which you stain with your cruelty?
Do you blame a vaccine for my existence?
Am I some freak of science who has no right to exist?
Am I nothing more than the shadow of your own twisted heart?
Do I only exist to remind you that you can’t live your life through mine?
Do I hold any value to you other than as a symbol of all you hate?
Or is it just that you fear that you are one of my brethren?
That the very things you have spoken of as filth and disease,
Could actually hold purpose, value, and worth?
Would I then be nothing more than your horrifying fun-house mirror?
These questions I pose to you, oh all-knowing “normal” people
You say you speak for me, so why not give me some answers?
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Posted 16 May 2010 - 03:34 AM
I absolutely love the works dealing with autism. Autistic people are brilliant in a way I will never experience. Its about time that autistics had a voice that is their own. Kudos. Also, contrived. Here here! I know some of those myself.
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Posted 19 May 2010 - 12:34 PM
More will be coming soon, as I am starting a chapbook project after graduation on Saturday, as well as writing a third poem for Perspectives (as editor, I really should be confident enough to show my own stuff in there, after all). All of my own works from Perspectives will be available for viewing here, but my co-editor is NOT a member on this forum (and likely never will be), so if you want to see the other 50+ poets' writings, you'll have to purchase a copy when we launch in September. It will be a print-only release (no electronic version will be available for purchase), but at our current estimate of $15, it should be affordable (price is subject to change based on cost).
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Posted 23 May 2010 - 10:17 PM
Open-Mic Night
Sitting in a quiet shop
Lit by the soothing combo
Of shaded lamps, tiny light bulbs, and candles
The sound of African drums relaxes my ears
As the mixed scents of tea and incense ease my weary soul.
I close my eyes, and feel it all
The hopes of those who walked through these doors before me
The joy of those who sought guidance here to that place I searched
So blindly to find, for all these years, and I find relief
For they will not have to face my exile, and here, they are home.
I did not come here looking for such things,
Nor did I ever dare to hope such wonders could exist in suburbia,
Yet here I am, and here they are, for the very aura of this place
Is sanctuary for all those seeking to go their way,
And those who would enter cannot help but know,
That once they enter, they, too, are home.
Sitting in a quiet shop
Lit by the soothing combo
Of shaded lamps, tiny light bulbs, and candles
The sound of African drums relaxes my ears
As the mixed scents of tea and incense ease my weary soul.
I close my eyes, and feel it all
The hopes of those who walked through these doors before me
The joy of those who sought guidance here to that place I searched
So blindly to find, for all these years, and I find relief
For they will not have to face my exile, and here, they are home.
I did not come here looking for such things,
Nor did I ever dare to hope such wonders could exist in suburbia,
Yet here I am, and here they are, for the very aura of this place
Is sanctuary for all those seeking to go their way,
And those who would enter cannot help but know,
That once they enter, they, too, are home.
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Posted 21 September 2010 - 09:21 PM
Shiny!
Sitting with my laptop,
Cursor blinks again for a blank file...
Fuck this! To the journal!
Litanies of woe, memories of the past...
OOOOOOOOO! SHIIIIIIINYYYYY!!
MOTHERFUCKER! Lost my place again!
Fucking shinies always getting in my way with their... SHININESS!
Pretty shiny, go away!
I'm trying to write, damnit!
Shiny! Shiny! Shiny! I love and hate you so!
Your pretty shine attracts me, and there my focus goes!
Come on, shiny! Get the fuck out!
Please? I really do need to get back to work!
Sitting with my laptop,
Cursor blinks again for a blank file...
Fuck this! To the journal!
Litanies of woe, memories of the past...
OOOOOOOOO! SHIIIIIIINYYYYY!!
MOTHERFUCKER! Lost my place again!
Fucking shinies always getting in my way with their... SHININESS!
Pretty shiny, go away!
I'm trying to write, damnit!
Shiny! Shiny! Shiny! I love and hate you so!
Your pretty shine attracts me, and there my focus goes!
Come on, shiny! Get the fuck out!
Please? I really do need to get back to work!
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Posted 26 September 2010 - 03:17 AM
Shiny! (the "Extra-shiny" edition)
Sitting with my laptop,
Cursor blinks again for a blank file...
Shine this! To the journal!
Litanies of woe, memories of the past...
OOOOOOOOO! SHIIIIIIINYYYYY!!
MOTHERSHINER! Lost my place again!
Shining shinies always getting in my way with their... SHININESS!
Pretty shiny, go away!
I'm trying to write, damnit!
Shiny! Shiny! Shiny! I love and hate you so!
Your pretty shine attracts me, and there my focus goes!
Come on, shiny! Get the shine out!
Please? I really do need to get back to work!
Sitting with my laptop,
Cursor blinks again for a blank file...
Shine this! To the journal!
Litanies of woe, memories of the past...
OOOOOOOOO! SHIIIIIIINYYYYY!!
MOTHERSHINER! Lost my place again!
Shining shinies always getting in my way with their... SHININESS!
Pretty shiny, go away!
I'm trying to write, damnit!
Shiny! Shiny! Shiny! I love and hate you so!
Your pretty shine attracts me, and there my focus goes!
Come on, shiny! Get the shine out!
Please? I really do need to get back to work!
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Posted 08 October 2010 - 12:02 AM
Shiny! (the "Extra-shiny" edition)
Sitting with my laptop,
Cursor blinks again for a blank file...
Shine this! To the journal!
Litanies of woe, memories of the past...
OOOOOOOOO! SHIIIIIIINYYYYY!!
MOTHERSHINER! Lost my place again!
Shining shinies always getting in my way with their... SHININESS!
Pretty shiny, go away!
I'm trying to write, damnit!
Shiny! Shiny! Shiny! I love and hate you so!
Your pretty shine attracts me, and there my focus goes!
Come on, shiny! Get the shine out!
Please? I really do need to get back to work!
*drools and lunges* Shinyyyyy... *clings* I wub it.
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Posted 19 October 2010 - 09:40 PM
Just Because (A tribute to the bullies, fuckers, and NY Republican gubernatorial candidate Paladumbass)
Just because I won't fuck pussy,
You say I shouldn't fuck.
You say I shouldn't marry.
You say I shouldn't have kids.
You say I shouldn't live.
It's unnatural, right?
Just because my brain's different,
You say I shouldn't speak.
You say I shouldn't have friends.
You say I shouldn't be putting this shit on this page.
You say I shouldn't even know what the words "cock", "pussy", "fuck", and "shit" mean.
It's for the good of society, isn't it?
Well, just because you've been so informative, I'll say a few things to you.
Just because I like cock and mangina more than tits and pussy,
I'll invite you to my wedding.
I'll introduce you to my husband.
I'll settle down with a kid or three.
I'll live a long and healthy life.
It's only natural, after all.
Just because I'm autistic,
I'll adopt kids who are on the spectrum.
I'll be loved for myself as much as my work.
I'll raise a family, community, and ideal in love.
Society can thank me later.
Just because you said all that shit to me,
I will curse you to endure my happiness.
While you shout "Fuck You!" to the faceless crowd,
I will live, work, and love beyond my wildest dreams and your worst nightmares.
Your hate and preaching can't touch me.
I'm alive, and you're just a dream.
Just because I won't fuck pussy,
You say I shouldn't fuck.
You say I shouldn't marry.
You say I shouldn't have kids.
You say I shouldn't live.
It's unnatural, right?
Just because my brain's different,
You say I shouldn't speak.
You say I shouldn't have friends.
You say I shouldn't be putting this shit on this page.
You say I shouldn't even know what the words "cock", "pussy", "fuck", and "shit" mean.
It's for the good of society, isn't it?
Well, just because you've been so informative, I'll say a few things to you.
Just because I like cock and mangina more than tits and pussy,
I'll invite you to my wedding.
I'll introduce you to my husband.
I'll settle down with a kid or three.
I'll live a long and healthy life.
It's only natural, after all.
Just because I'm autistic,
I'll adopt kids who are on the spectrum.
I'll be loved for myself as much as my work.
I'll raise a family, community, and ideal in love.
Society can thank me later.
Just because you said all that shit to me,
I will curse you to endure my happiness.
While you shout "Fuck You!" to the faceless crowd,
I will live, work, and love beyond my wildest dreams and your worst nightmares.
Your hate and preaching can't touch me.
I'm alive, and you're just a dream.
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Posted 19 October 2010 - 11:04 PM
The last poem ^^ is very evocative, Alaras. Especially, "I'm alive, and you're just a dream." IWhen people harbor hate in their hearts, they aren't living are they? They are so preoccupied with what the heck other people are doing that life (living) passes them by.
In my mind, the exception would be devoting oneself to a positive cause. Even then, one should find time to live. That's only my opinion of course!
In my mind, the exception would be devoting oneself to a positive cause. Even then, one should find time to live. That's only my opinion of course!
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Posted 20 October 2010 - 12:34 AM
It's also a long-overdue tribute to the gay teens who were driven to suicide recently, especially the ones you DON'T hear about. I figure I need to give them a rude awakening, emphasis on rude, if I'm to do anything meaningful to help them.
