Onie
09-17-2009, 03:50 AM
Well then. ^^ I thought it's about time I posted some of my writing. This is one of my better ones haha. I invite comments and critique! And if I get my stuff together (you know, all those dratted papers everywhere), I'd love to post more!
“Tidbits of Memory”
By Onie -- Written on Friday, September 11, 2009, at 8:07 AM
Let’s write a poem with rhythm and rhyme
A classic tall tale with no end on time
To ensure it’s immortal, in bless’d bliss
Without the curdle of troublesome lists
An avenue of escape, the only way out
Clashing of clichés in awesome bouts
Tactful creations in the mind’s eye
Psychotic elations that take you up high
Little birds fluttering in chasms of question
Suspended truths hurting the unlearned lesson
Incomplete summaries of moving debates
In the conformed rush of “It’s getting late”
Falling my forming, one by one
Trickles of heat from the morning sun
Incredible balance in nature at work
Gleeful tidings in corners that lurk
Rare phenomena be much to common
When guilty pleasure be much too solemn
Failed realizations of the core in hand
Members of society wanting to disband
Mistaken gestures by misunderstood victims
Drawn out values on paperback dictums
Continuity and change, our only constant
Accidental wars because we all lost it
Canceled retaliation in time’s deadened eye
Singular counters ending with sighs
Rustling papers in restless hands
Sinking radiance in shifting sands
The call for the end in bursting impatience
Unfinished rants in separate stations
Fear of never being remembered
Components of “I” becoming dismembered
And stop! End here, your time is up
You may not be finished, but you’re not out of luck
Because no matter what, memory does its task
Making up for anything that was ever lacked
So smile, you’re okay.
I promise, always.
“Tidbits of Memory”
By Onie -- Written on Friday, September 11, 2009, at 8:07 AM
Let’s write a poem with rhythm and rhyme
A classic tall tale with no end on time
To ensure it’s immortal, in bless’d bliss
Without the curdle of troublesome lists
An avenue of escape, the only way out
Clashing of clichés in awesome bouts
Tactful creations in the mind’s eye
Psychotic elations that take you up high
Little birds fluttering in chasms of question
Suspended truths hurting the unlearned lesson
Incomplete summaries of moving debates
In the conformed rush of “It’s getting late”
Falling my forming, one by one
Trickles of heat from the morning sun
Incredible balance in nature at work
Gleeful tidings in corners that lurk
Rare phenomena be much to common
When guilty pleasure be much too solemn
Failed realizations of the core in hand
Members of society wanting to disband
Mistaken gestures by misunderstood victims
Drawn out values on paperback dictums
Continuity and change, our only constant
Accidental wars because we all lost it
Canceled retaliation in time’s deadened eye
Singular counters ending with sighs
Rustling papers in restless hands
Sinking radiance in shifting sands
The call for the end in bursting impatience
Unfinished rants in separate stations
Fear of never being remembered
Components of “I” becoming dismembered
And stop! End here, your time is up
You may not be finished, but you’re not out of luck
Because no matter what, memory does its task
Making up for anything that was ever lacked
So smile, you’re okay.
I promise, always.