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Wombatunder
02-06-2005, 07:41 PM
Hey all, was surfin zgeek and found this place and thought I'd take advantage of it!
I've been writing poetry for a while and have supposedly had some published, but I recon they were trying to scam me out of money.... they keep asking....
neway I would appreciate if ppl could give me some feedback as to what sort of quality I've attained.
pretty much all of what I write is free form.
I'll limit it to one poem per post, some being rather long.
Wombatunder
02-06-2005, 07:48 PM
I've grown up.
The Adult world has pressed itself upon me.
The hypocracy, the pettiness.
Back stabbing, social climbing,
Is this all we have been reduced to?
A child cries out in pain and fright,
but we all keep on walking,
In a darkness of our own making.
A blindness to the suffering of our fellow human beings.
We are all the same species.
We are all the same animal.
Why can't we get along?
Greed, want, selfishness - the things that
Set us apart from other animals.
Slowly, Slowly we destroy each other.
There seems that there is no hope.
Why can't we shed the scales from our eyes
Replace Greed with compassion,
Want with caring,
Selfishness with frienship, pure and true.
Wombatunder
28-06-2005, 12:55 AM
You've got to Dance
Like Nobody's watching,
You've got to Love
Like it's never going to hurt.
Life is a gift to cherish,
To hold close
And live to the most.
You only live once,
and time is only short.
Hold no grudges,
Forgive the pain,
Forget the hurt,
There's no time to waste...
Dwelling...
Moping over what went wrong.
Fix it and move on.
Hiding behind a wall of anger,
Sitting in a fortress of sorrow,
You cut yourself off from
The experiences that make life
Worth every second.
Live Life to the Fullest.
Wombatunder
28-06-2005, 12:56 AM
Hey, feel free to critisize. I'd like to know how my words affect people.
Wombatunder
21-02-2006, 06:41 PM
This is about an Ex, it was written while we were going out, but only given to her after she dumped me.
To be close to you,
To hold you tight,
To kiss your lips,
To be held by you,
Is all I need
When I look into your eyes
My soul is lifted to new hights,
When we danced
My heart beat harder,
When I am not with you
You're always on my mind.
To live without you
My emotions run dry,
I become an empty void
Functioning, barely, as an automon.
You fill me with joy I have never before felt.
When I am with you
My heart soars,
Borne to heaven by Angel's wings
It is you
Who makes my heart whole.
Wombatunder
23-02-2006, 10:52 PM
It just goes to show you that you need to put out ther what you think or the possibilities will pass you by.
Wombatunder
03-03-2006, 01:26 PM
Living life
with both feet planted firmly on the ground
Everything solid
defined to the sharpest line,
life was satisfactory.
Everything seemed in place,
but something was missing.
To the party we came
love the furthest thing from my mind.
We danced,
my heart soared,
my soul sang,
Emotion burst through my chest
and I never want to let you go.
You told me no
You needed time
My heart ached,
My soul cried.
You were hurting
I just wanted to hold you,
Protect you...
You told me no.
Time apart did nothing to calm my feelings
I though about you every day
I wanted to comfort you
to help you through the hurt.
You leave me now
my heart, no more.
To love another
as I love you
Just cannot be done.
Wombatunder
10-03-2006, 07:04 PM
Life.
Given as a gift,
To do with as one likes.
The question faced by all,
To treasure or
To throw away?
To throw away...
The pain ends,
The misery is removed,
All feelings of doubt
vanish.
Left behind are the bad experiences.
Left behind...
For the ones you love,
For the ones you care for,
Magnified.
Forced upon them.
So treasure life,
Live every moment
Good and Bad.
Because it's all worth it
Just to be with the ones you love.
Bifrost
12-03-2006, 01:05 PM
Good work, Wombatunder.
Your poetry reads quite a bit like prose. It kind of walks a line in between I think. I almost think if you removed the commas and carriage returns you'd have a mini story in each one. Perhaps very stream-of-consciousness, but a story nonetheless.
All of the poems you've posted seem to be all along very similar lines, is this by design and they are a series or is the question of life something which consumes you more than most other things?
Oh and, just out of curiosity (because they're your work) in Jade did you mean "automaton" or iare you sticking with "automon"?
Wombatunder
12-03-2006, 09:10 PM
My poetry writing started out more as a diary than anything else. In a little book where I could vent my feelings. I don't tend to write as much at the moment, maybe I'm more content with life than when I was younger.
Having done pretty poorly in English during Highschool, I'm not sure exactly what it is that I write, be it free verse, prose poetry or prose. I think that's for someone more versed in the ways of writing to decide.
I would rather write from my heart and what I believe than worry whether my writing is going to be put in this class or that.
I chose "automon" over "automaton" because I felt it fit the flow better.
Thanx heaps for the comment.
Wombatunder
20-03-2006, 10:56 PM
You set my brain a spinning
You send my mind a reeling
What is it, there this time,
That wasn't there before?
Is this my heart on my sleeve again
If not, how did I fall?
What is it about you
that makes me think
I want to give all?
I've known you not long,
But strong is the attraction
I feel I'd like
to know you more.
DCenT3
20-03-2006, 11:03 PM
DIE IN A FIRE!!!
thats what i think, but only when i see people i hate.
Im not into poetry and although i can appreciate good poetry, i just cant read it willingly. So i havent read your poetry. :p At least you have persistance.
Wombatunder
26-03-2006, 12:29 AM
Hands Shaking
Head Aching
Breath coming short
My whole body sweating
Dying for my next dose
Just barely hangin on
Sanity Slowly Slipping Away
Can't have what I need
Knowing where to get it
Not being able to go
Can't concentrate
Can't think about anything else
Do anything to get it...
Do anything
I lie...
Can't come to you.
Can't cause you hurt
Can't cause you pain
Can't love you openly
Can't be without you
Can't give up may addiction
Can my addiction give up me?
I'm not an addict
I'm addicted to you.
This is about an Ex, it was written while we were going out, but only given to her after she dumped me.
To be close to you,
To hold you tight,
To kiss your lips,
To be held by you,
Is all I need
When I look into your eyes
My soul is lifted to new hights,
When we danced
My heart beat harder,
When I am not with you
You're always on my mind.
To live without you
My emotions run dry,
I become an empty void
Functioning, barely, as an automon.
You fill me with joy I have never before felt.
When I am with you
My heart soars,
Borne to heaven by Angel's wings
It is you
Who makes my heart whole.
Maybe you shoulda given it to her before she dumped you...
You've got to Dance
Like Nobody's watching,
You've got to Love
Like it's never going to hurt.
Life is a gift to cherish,
To hold close
And live to the most.
You only live once,
and time is only short.
Hold no grudges,
Forgive the pain,
Forget the hurt,
There's no time to waste...
Dwelling...
Moping over what went wrong.
Fix it and move on.
Hiding behind a wall of anger,
Sitting in a fortress of sorrow,
You cut yourself off from
The experiences that make life
Worth every second.
Live Life to the Fullest.
And this one reminds me of a song, but I can't remember which one
Wombatunder
26-03-2006, 01:16 AM
Maybe you shoulda given it to her before she dumped you...
I don't think it would have changed much. She wasn't ready for a steady relationship.
And this one reminds me of a song, but I can't remember which one
I can't remember what inspired that one. Some of these were written a while ago and they're not up here in chronological order. They go up as I feel comfortable in sharing them.
Wombatunder
29-03-2006, 05:19 PM
A window to the future,
A painting filled with hope,
To see the wide eyed wonder
and watch them as they grow.
A lifetime filled with steps to take,
To help them when they stumble.
Lift them up when they fall down,
Listen when they Grumble.
A great joy in life
To love and help make
The leaders of our future.
as sad is it sounds, this was a suicide note of someone i knew, not taking that into account, they are strong words any way.
i think thats what poetry is about.
i am no one
no one important
no one special
no one smart
no one needed
no one noticed
who knows other than me?
NO ONE
Danny, 10/10/96
*edit* can never forget those lines
not sure if this belongs here, but found it amusing...
When I'm born, I'm Black
When I grow up, I'm Black
When I go in Sun, I'm Black
When I'm scared, I'm Black
When I'm sick, I'm Black
And when I die, I'm still black..
And you White fella
When you 're born, you're Pink
When you grow up, you're White
When you go in Sun, you're Red
When you're cold, you're Blue
When you're scared, you're Yellow
When you're sick, you're Green
And when you die, you're Gray..
And you're calling me Colored ??
:shrug:
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