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    It's 4:34 am right now... I'm only a tad tired (even though my back says otherwise) and I'm only a little more tad hungry...

    I decided to watch one of my unwatched (and extremely late) rented dvds as I waited for my ROM to download (a legal download, too.... Abu keeps me on the 'clean slate' ... ) ... the title of the movie is the same title as the poem. And as you can tell, I was inspired by the movie to write it.



    Poem #8: big fish

    Have you ever wondered what it was like...
    to be everyone you have ever known
    and to see everything that you couldn't imagine?

    You find yourself in an open field
    Of grass and sand and dirt and all
    And you think to yourself 'I wish this was real'

    You're dreaming
    And you'd really rather not wake up
    It's nice
    Because everything is perfect
    Even the mistakes are perfect
    No one is telling you what to do
    What to say
    And even when they do
    You could just tune them out

    Here
    You feel accepted
    You feel whole
    And you can do anything you want
    You can fly and breathe water
    Save people and speak infinite languages
    Here you're a hero
    Or whatever you want to be

    You can see beyond the rainbows
    And make colors swirl in the sky
    With just your pinky

    You can hold the oceans in your hand
    And drink them just as easily
    And people clap for you

    Everyone's smiling
    Everyone's arms are open
    They're all waiting for you to come
    And all seeing you off when you go

    Here
    You are loved
    And welcomed
    And cared for
    And you 'wish this was real'

    Have you ever wondered what it was like...
    To love and know a complete stranger
    To find rest and fun in not just everything
    but nothing as well?

    ...have you ever wondered what it was like...
    to be yourself........

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    Simply beautiful... wonderful...

    i felt like i was standing in a field of wheat when you spoke of what you could do in that perfect place...

    ^_^ truly wonderful...

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    wow i din't know that u could make em so fast and so good mon.



    perdoname michelle!

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    Re: These are my Emotions- Soshi

    ^_^ Waiting for another download of a program (I practically need to rebuild my 'castle' befoe I start on any handiwork! ) so I decided to type up 2 poems right now to see how much time it could pass!

    Poem #9a (freestyle) : Downloading Lag

    As I sit here and type away...
    My fellow rectangled-friend downloads away...
    But I find it in ill-pursuit
    For since this is of new territory
    My chariot 'DSL' has been left behind
    And it must ride on the camel 'Dial Up's back for much longer

    I sometimes question the use of its persistence
    As I feel like we are only moving backwards
    And how the numbers seem to freeze in the sand

    I am not downloading what I wish
    Here, I download lag.


    Poem #9b (haiku) : Downloading Lag

    Time placed very still
    On this warm 'Day of Starting'
    I will soon grow old


    (I know, that didn't really get across the subject, rather it only gave the emotion)


    Poem #10: Her Eyes Like Crimson Shadows

    Trapped again in this hull
    I find that my visitor is also my captor
    The taste of the room seems of her style
    A crimson room that shadows itself
    And a crack on the floor
    Which peers into your very soul

    I cannot escape its gaze
    For she had planted it just for me

    I will soon lose myself within this violent nothingness


    (^_^ I got this idea from characters with red eyes)
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    Re: These are my Emotions- Soshi

    ^_^ i liked the first one the best! i could totally see you with your computer, sad classical music playing as you watch the unmoving bars! very modern-suffering-ness!

    the other ones were great as well, but i just like the first one the best!

    keep up the great work Darling! i'm sorry for all the trouble!

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    Re: These are my Emotions- Soshi

    ^_^ OKAY!

    Story #1: Interestingly Enough (Cencored)



    It was winter... and it was cold...
    It stopped being even remotely warm about 2 years ago.
    I have long since then pondered the definition of "freezing my @ss off", and I believe I have finally answered that definition. Believe me, I can't even feel my @ss other than the times I evacuate myself after eating unknown substances on the floor of my little igloo.

    Yes, an igloo. All others brought tents and etc... but none could be warmer than my amazing igloo! ...IF I had any firewood, which we ran out of about 2 and a half years ago.
    Now it's cold without my firewood and due to my arrogance, I pissed away my final roommate. So I have nothing else other than myself for warmth in this, can I say 'Cold Cold World'?

    It's been 5 years. To the day! I've counted and I know that this would be the 5 year anniversary of when... they came.
    At first, it was small, a few things on the tabloids that only grew larger in size in the months to come... almost making a cult, we all thought. But small incidents appeared on the news, which frightened us all. Then of course, an uncontrollable and horrifying outbreak could be predicted.

    The first was a man named Grace. I don't know what sick humor it was for a woman to name their child a frilly's name, but what I don't get more is the perverse humor that a god would name the first creature to be consumed by this diabolical disease as 'Grace'... because we were definitely 'Grace'd by his presence, I must say.

    News reporters spoke of him talking one of his neighbors to death. It was baffling to say the least.

    It was something we never suspected.
    We could expect vampires, ghosts, terrorists, yetis, demons and the like. But what we wouldn't have suspected, was a fiction gone horribly wrong. This disease killed people through heart attacks and reanimated their forsaken bodies only to find the living and give extremely interesting stories of which no one would, could, or even want to escape... slowly draining the life out of the rest of us, and then killing us all.

    It was as if the sin of Sloth and the curse of Gossip were making their name known!
    Anyone who died under these extreme conditions of a diseased, would then become one of them as well.
    Talking and talking... making their plots have more deeply moraled twists and turns that would resemble spirals of a messed up slinky... so godd@mn consuming!
    I never knew any human could talk that long! Then again, they probably weren't human at all.

    At first, we living tried to capture and arrest them... however, they would always bring up the most amusing thesis! Making our angry mobs into a crowd audience that rivaled that of Dr. Phil or Oprah.

    Realizing that wouldn't work, and their numbers growing, we then tried to kill them either by the head or the throat. One way or another, we would shut them up.
    Riot police and militaries were fashioned with headphones that silenced the air around them. Soldiers and cops were listening to the radio, their iPod, or maybe even having phone sex. It didn't matter, no one would notice if a green dropped down and started moaning heavily for their happy friend on the other line. Not like anyone could hear what he was hearing, or even hear him drop to the floor and moan, for that matter.

    But with the diseased rising in ranks, it was near to impossible to fight that many... especially when some of them got into radio stations. It was horrible, first you were listening to Shakira, then BOOM! You're hearing the most fabulous story of your life! You drop your gun and you join their ranks.

    That was a big blow, especially since they were already a problem to fight since the beginning. They would easily outflank the bullets and explosions, close enough to remove your headphones and lecture you on the ravenous adventures of Huckleberry Teacup.
    We tried snipers, and it worked! Until some sick f*ck outfitted the zombies with hacking-speaker phones! ...the d@mn b*stard laughing within his sound-proof suit, saying how this is the government's fault right before he got a good bloody hole between the eyes from his wife.

    We then had to take his method.. sound-proof suits. The f*cking things limited our movements 'til we were even slower than those enlightening freaks of nature!
    Private companies took this flaw into consideration and started producing lighter, and even more effective sound-proof suits. Selling it to the highest bidder to different countries' militaries.
    An amazing suit it was! ... but the effects were considered by psychologists. Some people can't go on without hearing another person's voice, hearing their own all the time makes them go insane. Too social, I say.

    But by the time the most advanced suit was operational, some f*cktard of a extremist group named the LOVE, which stood for Let-Our-Voices-End, appeared. They believed in some mumbo jumbo about how the reason why these "people" were able to put anyone into a trance with just their voice, was because it was the voice of heaven calling them. But what the hell do these people know, they've never even heard what those b*stards say or sound like.

    Well, these b*stards made sure to either kill or make soldiers hear what those freaks have to say. And seeing that they seemed to be the "safest" humans out there, a lot of civilians and so-called "innocents" joined their ranks. Of course, what most of them don't know (because they usually shut out the idea), is that when all "sinfuls" have either been destroyed or converted (to either the freaks' end or their's), they would all take off their masks and listen to those things.

    Hell, as we speak, the wars are still going on.
    The rest of the smart people, including me, moved further north. Their dead bodies no longer produce heat, and can freeze easily in winter weather. Easy picking for us to smash some heads in just before Christmas.

    So we'll be waiting here until all that is over... thank goodness, and curses at the same time, that a form of an Ice Age is coming. It'll make it easier for our troops down there to settle things... but it'll also make it harder for us up here to survive. Its making some of us go crazy and spray all this sh*t in the air to force a Global Warming. I'd rather be freezing than have to listen to those guys again...

    ...strange, I've never really talked this much before.
    I guess I might as well say that whoever's reading this has already lost precious seconds or minutes of their lives.

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    Re: These are my Emotions- Soshi

    ^O^ i remember this story! i very much like this one! i could totally see as a grumpy old but actually young hermit hiding ina little igloo eating cup noodle! i think the creativetly is surperb and very aptly written! this gets an A+!

    ^_^ and a gold star!

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    Re: These are my Emotions- Soshi

    (So busy! AGGH! NO TIME!!!!!!!! >O< )

    This was actually for the Work Out 2... but I'd rather just keep this for myself...


    ^_^ This is from my early childhood...



    The Shadow Figure

    Shadow Figures are said to be evil spirits
    However, there were cases of them being able to help people
    Then again, they were invisible, not shadows
    But I didn't know this then.

    Shadow People are said to be hateful ghosts
    People who died with an extremely negative emotion
    But they were also said to be confused with Shadow Figures
    But I never knew this then.

    I lived in Philippines
    One of the most openly haunted places in the world
    It becomes such a common happening
    That no one really cares
    But I didn't know this then.

    They say we had the most hauntings in factories
    They say we had the most hauntings in hotels
    They say we had the most hauntings in museums
    But I didn't know this then.

    I was young
    How would I know?

    The ghost stories?
    We were never told ghost stories
    We had worse things to be told
    I didn't know about ghosts or "shadow people" then.

    We had the mananangal floating and eating at our organs
    We had those babies creeping from the toilets
    We had all sorts of outlandishly creepy creatures to fear
    Because of that...
    I didn't care about ghosts or "shadow people".

    I've never seen a ghoul or a monster
    But we were always taught about them
    Even to their strengths and weaknesses
    I wasn't sure if it was a sick joke or a rare truth
    I didn't know what to believe...
    I was scared.



    My uncles and aunts were never the type to joke around and scare us
    I would know
    They were scared of the same things, too...
    People who weren't rich always had a right to be scared...
    I never knew a life of safety then...

    Ironic that I would be carried off by my rich parents and live safely
    Where I was told these ghouls and monsters were just legends and lies

    But if so...

    How come the cops in our neighborhoods could never explain some deaths?
    How come some people had missing organs when there was only a tiny hole in their stomach?
    But I was taught to forget all that...

    These were my fears...


    Everyone was running around
    It was a normal thing
    I was a child
    I didn't know what we were doing.

    We kids only ran and screamed and played
    I was never sure what game we played
    Or why we were playing
    I just always remember playing

    There were two occurences of which I remember this.
    But only one of them I really cared about.

    The first one I never cared about
    One of the kids (I don't know if it was a family member or a random orphan)
    said our upstairs was haunted
    I never knew what haunted meant until that day.

    I thought it was the mananangal or something worse
    I never knew our upstairs was haunted
    But I remember it was always too dark
    Too dark for anything.

    We went as a group...
    The ones in the front saw something and screamed and ran
    I never saw what it was
    So I didn't really care
    I didn't scream with them
    I only ran with them
    Of course I would
    I was only a child.


    The 2nd time was when I was curious at night
    We were running
    We were screaming
    We were playing
    I don't know what
    I don't know why

    I left them to play by themselves
    I think it was because I couldn't catch up with them
    But I always left them to play by themselves
    It was normal

    I saw the dark stairs reaching the top
    And I thought nothing would be up there
    I wasn't scared
    I didn't see anything last time
    I wasn't scared

    When I went up there
    There was someone there
    They stood so tall
    And I just remember comparing him to my tallest uncle
    He was a lot taller

    He looked down at me
    And I remember thinking: What's wrong with you?

    He was a giant shadow
    I could see everything around me
    The dimlight from downstairs showed little details
    But nothing showed on him

    I thought it was a man
    But I'm not so sure
    I don't think it was even human
    But it was almost shaped like one

    I just remember feeling like it was staring at me
    It wasn't there yesterday or even a few hours ago
    I would know, I was gathering all my toys just a few hours ago up there
    I just remember feeling like it was staring at me

    There was something wrong with it though...
    Its shape changed again and again on small areas
    It wasn't anything or anyone's shadow
    I know this because I tried tracing its own dim shadow to any object

    It was seperate
    It wasn't there before
    It was staring at me
    I felt emptiness trying to suck me in
    My eyes felt blank
    That's all I remember

    I just went back downstairs and played again
    I never saw it again


    (it's more of a story than a poem... but oh well)

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