Modifié par slimgrin, 06 novembre 2010 - 09:46 .
Lilith's Poetic Outlook
#176
Posté 06 novembre 2010 - 09:46
#177
Guest_Goddess Of Boobs_*
Posté 06 novembre 2010 - 10:29
Guest_Goddess Of Boobs_*
slimgrin wrote...
Wow, Goddess of Boobs impresses with cleavage and words.
Thank you! I try very hard, I do.
#178
Posté 06 novembre 2010 - 11:35
very interesting and poignantdeleted wrote...
I gazed upon the heavens on a friday night
Only to see nothing but the starry sky
Instead of gratefulness for the absence of light
I felt bored out of my mind, and I'm not sure why
But as I shook my head in rhythmic motions
A subtle glow lit up the constellations
I sprang to my feet, expecting an alien ship
My heart started pounding, and I bit my lip
In the darkness above, who knew what species stirred?
Incomprehensible cultures, masters of thought?
I couldn't wait to be taken from this grey world
It didn't matter if they probed me or not.
As the glow intensified I held my breath
A new beginning... or maybe a painful death?
Too late for second thoughts, the clouds started to part
Like an inverse black hole, it felt better than art
I closed my eyes, awaited the tractor beam
Extended my arms in a gesture of welcome
Tears flowed from me as I gargled a primal scream
The first transcendent human I was to become
I stood there for a long time, in this awkward way
But there were no sounds, no lasers, no loading bay
No gleaming gunship, no interstellar vessel
Nothing but silence. Not even a small missile.
I opened my eyes, awaiting alien blokes
But it was not to be. Like a cruel cosmic joke
The sky was filled not with green men but falling snow
At the end of july, flakes a bright orange glow
The first one landed softly on my open palm
It did not melt, squirmed as if imbued with spirit
No doubt it was alive, but I remained calm
More stricken than scared by this... watchamacallit
All around me, the strange snow reached the fertile soil
The creature I held doubled in size, burst and split
I thought to myself : what the f*** is this s***?
I crushed the small thing into a puddle of oil
The ooze glistened on my hand, but did not sting
A useless act; the rest were also dividing
Into a growing bioluminescent mass
Panic filled me, but I slipped and fell on the grass
In seconds the snow had covered me whole
My clothes rapidly dissolved but I was intact
Moments before I thought I would play a role
On the galactic scene. Dreams are not based on fact
I was now doomed to serve as nutritious paste
To the barely sapient cells expanding at speed
I pondered my planet's fate, soon to be a waste
Nations engulfed by a merciless alien breed.
There would be no peace talks, no cultural exchange
For cells may only multiply and not reason
Our last vision will be radioactive orange
Erasing all achievements and all persons
Foolish was I to think I was the chosen one
Nature has other plans for me. I gaze towards space
which I will never see, the battles never won
The sadness is crushing, I've been put in my place
Death comes slowly, but I don't really care anymore
The critters have entered my body and filled my throat
My organs stiffen as they are choked with spores
In the vermillion ocean my body floats
Congestive heart failure : everything fades to dark
My consciousness remains as I dissolve quietly
Nothingness evades me ; I can still feel a spark
I sense each of my cells flowing in a different sea
I am one of them now, there's no fighting it.
Each snowflake was once part of a sentient being
Such as me. I feel myself growing bit by bit
and I smile.
There's a whole universe for the taking...
Any feedback appreciated!
#179
Posté 28 novembre 2010 - 07:51
The bag,
Who’s to say?
Are they good?
Or bad.
You’re given them
To help you heal
To cure an ailment
To end mental squeal
But to often
As the list
Compiles, we find
Ourselves in pain,
Need and denial
What kills a cancer?
Destroys good cells
Too?
Leaving you in pain,
In tears and blue.
Exhausted and beaten;
We are told
These drugs are needed
So why do they
Make me feel
Ready to die and
So very old?
I think of drugs,
Illegal too; Tell me
Oh man of knowledge
Name those truly,
Legal and not, that
You would choose
To do?
DSM©11/10
#180
Posté 08 décembre 2010 - 09:55
And saw it
From the corner
Of me eye.
So sleek and
Hard and for
Which I sigh
Long and yet
Firm my mouth
Begins to water
I can’t resist
I need this
Treat,
Oh come pleaseMe,
be my Martyr
I slide out
Of bed and
Reach out my
Hand,
Mmmm, dear god
It feels so
Grand.
I nibble the
Head and squeeze
It, ah how
Sublime
I take out
My knife and
Slice it up
Ooh yummy banana
Of mine!
#181
Posté 08 décembre 2010 - 10:01
#182
Posté 08 décembre 2010 - 10:05
Thank youYana Montana wrote...
LMAO! I love it, Lilith! For a second I thought... or nevermind, brilliant!
#183
Posté 08 décembre 2010 - 01:31
#184
Posté 08 décembre 2010 - 03:13
thank you glacious ladySternchen wrote...
great Lilli
.. you love bananas? me too... sweet poem
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