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Poetry Thread
« on: January 29, 2010, 09:34:06 AM »
MY PHILOSOPHY
written by
Mike Murphy

it started as a dream then it turned into a night mare
then i woke up later and i wasn't even scared
she was a dick tease.. but i didn't even care
the apitimy of evil with highlights in her hair

did you ever wonder what tomorrows gonna bring
went to see a fortune teller but she didn't know a thing
i never pondered on the thoughts you said to me
in one ear and out the other ..with nothing in between

came down with a sickness then it turned to a disease
when your sleeping with the dogs your bound to wind up with some fleas ..
i tried to fix it .. with a little bit of morphine
took a bunch of does and was fine in the morning
i'm only human ..and the point i try to make
in a world of trial and error you are bound to make mistakes
i'm never lazy ..just read between the lines
if your doing something right it takes a little bit of time
they always told me .. i think too much of myself
well if you want to change the world you better start with someone else
i'm not a puppy ..in this dog eat dog world
but you will find me in a corner just "toking on a bone"
i'm never lonely.. but i walk the streets alone
cause half my friends are criminals the other half are stoned
one day you'll realize ..that all the things we see
are well distorted pictures ...of someone elses dreams...

it finally hit me.. right below the belt
got handed both the jokers in this hand that i was delt
so i'll keep running through the doors that just revolve
they swear there is no problem,yet these problems never solved
so in closing...i've got one thing left to say
you know what ?just forget it ..you weren't listening anyway
"I won't be told anymore...."
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Re: Poetry Thread
« Reply #1 on: February 15, 2010, 08:28:42 PM »
I love the ending. :thumbsup:
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Re: Poetry Thread
« Reply #2 on: February 15, 2010, 08:30:49 PM »
Do all of your poems have rhyming couplets?  Just wondering if you have experimented elsewhere.  I try to shy away from rhyming, as it is often comes off as a cheap trick, even though it can be quite difficult to maintain at times.
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Re: Poetry Thread
« Reply #3 on: February 16, 2010, 12:23:10 AM »
        
POEM FOR MY SON GARRET (GARRET'S SONG)
Current mood:  hopeful

My son your the reason...why I'm so alive...
I see all the love in this world when I look in your eyes...
the day you were born was the day I realize...
that being a daddy's the most precious thing that could ever occur in my life...
these days may confuse you... but this much is true..
that regardless how long that we're kept away..
your daddy will always love you

I miss you severely ...so dearly I do...
I hope that you think about me the same way that your daddy he thinks about you...
Nobody knows how hard this can be...
there'll come a day where nothing they say
will ever come between you and me...

you are amazing, so smart yes it's true....
don't ever let anyone say any different... they're all just in envy of you...
it will never matter how long we're apart...
your always on my mind, tattooed on my soul and
forever inside of my heart...
I'm sorry it's like this... forgive me if you can...
life isn't always as fair as it should and
Someday I hope that  you understand...
for now please believe me....
we'll be together someday...
if it's the last thing I do I will be right there for you,
I am sorry that things got this way...
Garret I miss you ...and love you soo dear...
I dream of the day where you and I play and
awake from this tragic nightmare...
you are the most precious baby boy ever born....
your laugh lights the darkness that haunted my soul
and your heart keeps mine nice and warm...
I'll never hurt you ...
You mean the whole world to me....
MY SON you and I will forget all the lies..
just never lose hope and believe.

Mike Murphy
jan 30th 2009

I LOVE YOU GARRET ...ALWAYS AND FOREVER
LOVE DADDY

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20 questions

What do you say when your loves stripped away ?
As you choke on the tears left behind
-and where do you go to fill up a hole that leaves you hollow inside?
And who do you blame when the guilt and the shame that you carry eats you alive-
and why is it i have to live with your lies when the truth is in front of your eyes?
.............. So when is it right to be left in the dark for a reason that never made sense ?
 And when is it wrong to be right all along and know that it s more than a guess ?
Why is it i am the one crusified for trying to live without life?
And who said that fools can make up the rules when they're more wrong then times that their right



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I'M I FIXABLE... OR INVINCEABLE?
SHOULD I FIGHT A LOSING BATTLE OUT OF PRINCIPAL?
THE PAIN MAKES THE NUMBING IRRESISTABLE...
BUT WAKING UP MAKES IT ALL MORE DIFFICULT

THEY ALL SAY WHAT DOES OT KILL YOU MAKES YOU STRONGER
DON'T WANT THIS WORLD APON MY SHOULDERS ANY LONGER
LEARNED THE HARD WAY THAT  LIFE BECOMES RELENTLESS
WITHOUT THE ANSWERS THESE QUESTIONS ARE FUCKNG ENDLESS

ALL MY FRIENDS ARE JUST GLORIFIED STRANGERS
WHO WILL STEP ON ME TO SIDE STEP OUT OF DANGER
OR GET CLOSE JUST TO NEGOTIATE MOTIVES
AND USE ME AND THINK I DIDN'T NOTICE

AM I BROKEN ...MY ENGINES SMOKING
AND FROM THESE TEARS THAT I'VE CRIED I AM CHOKING
THE NUMBING MAKES THE PAIN STOP FROM GROWING
AND THOUGH I HIDE ...THE TRUTH IS ALWAYS SHOWING

AM I LYING ...WHEN I'M TRING
ACCEPT THE FACT THAT I 'VE ALWAYS BEEN DENYING
THAT THE TRUTH IS THAT TO MYSELF I'M LYING
JUST EXISTING IS JUST ANOTHER WAY OF DYING

ALL I'VE LOVED HAS BEEN TAKEN  OR EXHAUSTED
BEEN ERASED AND REPLACED AND THEN LOST IT
WHAT IS RIGHT WHEN THERES NOTHING LEFT TO LOSE
AND WHAT IS LEFT IS A SOUL FOREVER BRUISED



M.MURPHY
8-20-09

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5/19/09

someday,the eight day of the week
the day that i get motivated to get back on my feet....guess
one day it will all just come to me...
as i stare across the mirror at man i used to be.....but
nothing is really what it ever seems
we could all wake up tomorrow and  realize it's just a dream....it's
something yet it's still hard to believe...
that all this world is made of is the shit that others leave













maybe... i just wasn't thinking clear
and now my eyes are always open and the danger disappeared
and maybe... i can finally face my fear
and throw away the anguish i built up for thirty years
and maybe all the yesterdays won't hurt ..as bad as they do today
until then.....til then


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pissed off
hate you ..can't stand you
can't believe i couldn't see or understand you
gave my heart to you and in return you create pain
and after all that we've been through didn't matter none the same...
but theres a boy who i can't see
cause the damage you left me
can't you hear my voice it's screaming,bleeding
and in my heart is barley beating
i'll never replace the pain with life agian
branded deep a scar a lost and lonley man
haven't talked since he was three
hes turning five i bareley breathe
i can't fathom how you try to...
explain to him and probobly lie to
when he asks for me really tell me what you say


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distraught
why do women lie?
why are people in general so fucking decietful?
why after so many times of being lied to and shit on do i refuse to see the truth when it is right between my eyes?

i miss my son soo much ... the more the days go by the more i realize 85% of all the arguments i had with my ex were made up or inflated for alterior motives...
knowing what i know now i can't allow myself to get close to anyone... people are shit

"what i thought was true before were lies i couldn't see"
its harder to live with the truth about you then to live with the lies about me
lies that you've told to keep yourself in control
has dismantled my heart and has blackened my soul
each day that goes by brings more tears to these eyes
oh how i miss my son garret i never di say goodbye
these nightmares i live each day i am left here to weep
the only time i excape is the seldom time that i sleep
as i dream of my son playing games as we laugh
as we sing along to songs he is all that i have
then i wake to realize it was all just a dream
as i relive in my head all these lost memories
as she siad it 's my fault.. i now learn she decieved
all the blame and the shame that she concived me believe
so selfish and cold like these late autumn days
i am lost in my self walking round in a haze
i don't care you moved on, i don't mind your content
what i mind is the lies you've told me and told them
so i now try to hold on to unsantioned faith
that my son will forgive me for the lies his mom made
i am broken and briused i'm so lost and confused
nothing means anything i don't know what else to do
all that i know is it's harder each day
to wake from these dreams where my son and i play
i miss you soo much it hurt more than you know
your daddy he loves you though you might not think so
i would call you each day if someone allowed me to say
that i love so and yearn to be near you someday
i won't tell you lies maybe thats why she 's scared
to allow you and i to be close once again
i think of you constintly your my life your my soul
i am sorry it's like this i lost all control

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Re: Poetry Thread
« Reply #4 on: February 16, 2010, 12:45:52 AM »
I can see that you really miss your son. It sucks you can't be with him. :disgust:
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Re: Poetry Thread
« Reply #5 on: February 16, 2010, 11:47:40 AM »
I wish there was someway to touch you...
for I yearn for you here with me now...
as I look through the pictures you've sent me
I could pick your face out of a crowd
her eyes are as deep as the oceans
a color of green emerald hue
a beauty that words can not capture
I could see myself falling for you

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Re: Poetry Thread
« Reply #6 on: February 21, 2010, 03:09:43 AM »
That was really great man, good stuff.

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« Reply #7 on: February 21, 2010, 05:03:55 AM »
That was really great man, good stuff.
thanx alot ! :) :thumbsup:
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« Reply #8 on: February 21, 2010, 07:53:06 AM »
mirrior of your mother
Current mood:  cold
so how's it feel?how bigs the rush?
from the mcDonalds drive thru to your olive garden lunch
it would give me chills all the bills thats been building all these months

if i were you i 'd do it too all the kids would be ok.
and send em off to school and stop to watch them graduate

you getting the good stuff ...that necklace it's blinding
your shoes be all shiney and your tan so defining

i guess looking up sometimes gets oil in eyes
and now forever slaved him in,she's always right ,he never wins..
she drew her claws,bit and jawwed,she has a tounge ring after all..
sliced right in ,grabbed his heart, sold her soul andleft his mark.

and your so vain but agree at least
you'll never top our masterpiece
you could diquise it ,keep it quiet,
i guess if you try someone might buy it..
it won't be the last but the first time it's hard
but you'll always hear that "thrid times a charm"
your diamond in the rough,like Gar wasn't enough
first he lost his father and now hes really got it rough...
now Gar ain't thje baby,& crings driving daddy crazy
and Mommy's getting bitchy from the attention shes not getting
and the stiletto's in the closet guess you haven't worn them lateley
but now you've got the doctors wallet and another string to play with

so does he adore you,ignore you ...still keeping things so secret
get annoyed with my son and need three days be nieth it.
you sold your heart for a rock that will never ever roll
traded passion for foreverness with scars as dark as coal


so hows it fell, i bet its great,
wouldn't even exxagerrate
platnium,pearls, up top the world
not too bad for a trailor park girl.
took alittle while but your mother sank  deep
"the more POLES the better","the biggest fish the one you keep.
and how is Celene?she hasn't been drugging the kids?
she hasn't tring again the somehow puncture her wrist
does your friend still show his cock to you?
with your kids locked in the living room?
you still send one out,so you can sext to another
tell him you love him while fucking his brother?
with a dirty little secret and everyone keeps it..
and your a dirty filthy liar and everyones seeing it...
it's all in that report ,that fifty page report..
make me out a deadbeat and lie your pregnant ass through court...
but it wasn't til i told you that i lost my trust for you..
before that day i could babysit while you where fucking number 2....
if you keep this rate going by the time your fourty seven
you'll be on kid nine and husband number eleven
we'll be the twenty first century brady bunch
with an extra 10 spaces for the extra ten cocks
from a dad from jersey,an investor and quote un quote shrink
two laywers,that doctor ,a football team and me.
and you'll still be ever coy ,ultra-vien and oh so fake
A MIRROR IMAGE OF YOUR MOTHER,spitting image i would say
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Re: Poetry Thread
« Reply #9 on: February 25, 2010, 06:18:34 AM »
all this blood, all these tears ..
all this pain from all these years
all my love all turned to hate
reverse the curse... it's much too late
all the hope .. all the dreams..
all the echoes of my screams...
all the scars.. all .. all these fears
all the pieces... i hold so dear
all the lust ... all the trust
all the good that turned to rust
all the words .. has gone unheard
all the innocence became disturbed
all the promises all the lies
all the nightmares and tear stained eyes
all the waste .. all the shame
all the sorrow and how its drains
all the wrong and all sin
all the empty-ness within
all the betrayal from all my friends
all the ways to make it end
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« Reply #10 on: February 25, 2010, 06:31:49 AM »
these eyes of mine stare endlessly
 into what some might call my fantasies
theoretically speaking I've been on my knees,
 begging someone please ..take this pain from me
It's like imaginary bars that are closing in,
 if I could rewind time I would start over again
If I had one last chance I would not pretend,
 I would give it my all til the very end..
I envy those whom have no regrets,
I am in awe of those who can just forget
for I hold onto every little scar I get,
and I pick at the scab so it bleeds again
when i dream it's the seldom time I am ever free,
for all the love I've lost is returned to me
maybe someday it will become reality..
ohh that would be nice guess I'll wait and see
my soul is ice cold and my heart has been broke,
my brain's gone insane and my life is a joke
My will, it just won't.. i lost all hope
I can barely breathe and I lost all hope
everyone that ever meant a thing to me
has somehow become a memory
photographs from the past are the only thing I have left
so comforting
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Re: Poetry Thread
« Reply #11 on: February 25, 2010, 06:41:34 AM »
The sun is like a soul shining bright into the air
the ones whom lost control has blinded light to those who care
these guns they rip a hole into the night... produces fear
and shuns the hopes and goals and ignites the endless tears
 
Never know just how your life will touch another mans dreams
goes to show that when you fight for something you believe
you learn to grow up overnight when your faced adversity
tears they flow but thats alright since every man bleeds

what is real when all the lies constrict the truth from one mans soul
what is revealed behind their eyes depict a selfishness'ers role
never deal with whats inside restrict escape from this deep hole
refuse to feel, insist to hide will script how your emptiness will grow




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Re: Poetry Thread
« Reply #12 on: February 25, 2010, 06:46:09 AM »
deep words man  :thumbsup: I enjoyed it

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« Reply #13 on: February 25, 2010, 06:50:48 AM »
I am a child never grown a timid six year old boy..
scared to live , scared to die, scared to ever let it go
all the love is stripped away all the pain is left behind
I self destruct ,I never learn, I'll probably grow old alone
My body is a prison for a soul without a home
a life sentence for regrets I'll bleed myself til dry
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« Reply #14 on: February 25, 2010, 07:03:19 AM »
she blows me away with how she preforms
although she is scared from her pain she still weathers the storms
she inspires my fire unlike any has before

her kiss is electric..shocks life into me
as my heart beats ecentric until the moment she leaves
with a voice of an angel she sings me to sleep
just some of the things that makes her unique

in a life filled with sorrow she brings hope for tomorrow
shes a woman who's seen it through her eyes I believe it
with wisdom from elders shes as wise as they come
and she walks in the shoes of the ones she has loved
shes been through hell and back and she hasn't given up

with tattoo's and pigtails shes one of a kind
with golden blond hair and crystal blue eyes
and she never holds back when somethings on her mind
she listens to Dylan and loves that country
with a voice of an angel she sings me to sleep
just some of the things that makes that girl unique

M.Murphy 7-21-1998



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