Writers/Poets Thread

[grim jao]

since theres not a thread already like this i guess i should start one although i dont know how many people like poetry or write at manga helpers but here goes

this thread is for people who like to share some the stuff they write although i would suggest going here first www.allpoetry.com cause they can copyright your piece for free and all you have to do is just post it also a place for people to discuss books and poetry but please no bashing and no critquing unless you like someones write then dont comment on it and if someone really wants a critque on thier piece then ask people to send you an email in your post or better yet join the site mentioned above
also feel free to post any stories or poems or essays just dont post someone elses without permission and dont spam and dont make it extremely long one and im talking over 150 lines and if you do have one like that then just post a link to it

ok
so i guess i should start
edit-decided to change it to something a bit smaller there still lyrics and the order of the song is verse chorus verse bridge also theres a specific refernce to a certain anime/ manga in the last stanza

Titel-The Arrow and The Missing Eye

Whether I like it or not
Whether you can stand me or
You cant stand me
I guess that's my fault
I don't feel it though
Were just the common threshold
And its been years since I wore my welcome away
I got no idea why I'm afraid, 'not to stay'
I'll never get the exaltation
Of you
If I lie down with your expectation
Of me

Like the arrow in the soldier's eye
The point won't hurt
If something was never there
You can't take back what you lose
That's why I swear to use
Every last part of you

So will you take this
For what it is
And just leave it be
Or will you bleed
Until there's no fight left
Could you except the fate
Or do you still believe in closure
I'll never understand the concept
something i can accept


Will this thread
hold
Hold our heads
From falling away from the ground
Cause after all
these are our worst fears
We haven't seen the evidence of the ninth
For twelve years

 

[bax]

Nice ^^

I took literature too when I was in high school, so I did wrote a lot of poems, in fact, the latest poem I wrote was just two days ago ^^

Maybe when I have some free time, I'll post some of mine here ^^

 

[grim jao]

Nice ^^

I took literature too when I was in high school, so I did wrote a lot of poems, in fact, the latest poem I wrote was just two days ago ^^

Maybe when I have some free time, I'll post some of mine here ^^

that would be awesome bax

 

[bakashijinsan]

hey grim_jao, thanks for that link. I never knew there was a site like that.

Nice song btw

 

[Goji]

Very nice! ^^
I also write poems now and then, but they are all in Dutch... so you'll probably won't understand anything they say... xD

But maybe I'll post one in the near future.

 

[bax]

Here is the one I wrote a few days ago



As warm as the morning sun shines;
I stand here looking at the world;
Wondering the day would ever come;
Longing for it, wanting for it;
Will it will be here at last.

A happy day indeed it is for me;
But something seems out of place;
Although not as loud as the wind storm;
Although not as bright as the full moon;
I hear it, I see it, I feel it.

One day I’ll found the missing piece;
Although this day seems kind for me;
The day when I was made to see the sun;
The day when I was made to see the stars;
But faces that I miss that I’ve been waiting.

As cold as the desert night;
I‘m standing by this window;
Gazing as far as the horizon looking;
A thought roars in my heart;
Is the piece is looking at me too.

I then I realized it is all real;
The piece is out there waiting for someone;
An echo is sounding in my ears;
Telling me some news from far away;
One day, the day will finally come.



I lost my poetic self a lot >.< Since it's been like 5 to 6 years since I was active in writing poems (for high school works and exams).

 

[grim jao]

Here is the one I wrote a few days ago



As warm as the morning sun shines;
I stand here looking at the world;
Wondering the day would ever come;
Longing for it, wanting for it;
Will it will be here at last.

A happy day indeed it is for me;
But something seems out of place;
Although not as loud as the wind storm;
Although not as bright as the full moon;
I hear it, I see it, I feel it.

One day I’ll found the missing piece;
Although this day seems kind for me;
The day when I was made to see the sun;
The day when I was made to see the stars;
But faces that I miss that I’ve been waiting.

As cold as the desert night;
I‘m standing by this window;
Gazing as far as the horizon looking;
A thought roars in my heart;
Is the piece is looking at me too.

I then I realized it is all real;
The piece is out there waiting for someone;
An echo is sounding in my ears;
Telling me some news from far away;
One day, the day will finally come.



I lost my poetic self a lot >.< Since it's been like 5 to 6 years since I was active in writing poems (for high school works and exams).

one word-NICE

thanks for sharing some of your stuff bax your officialy my hero

 

[bakashijinsan]

here's mine! I just posted this in allpoetry.com

Someone hated the director and scriptwriter only while the movie was halfway finished up to the credits


Just when that tall turret of hope
was about to be finished
Professor Charles Xavier died in that Last Stand

There was already an immovable frame on that waving
flag.
Then it struck
It was only immovable.
I was already picturing a moment with my
(supposedly) good friend Charles
(but then he died)
He'd agree and just close his eyes
to format every mind
(at last) in favor

Those just sent different tingling feelings
all the way up to my temple
only to cut the thread
that ties the word "surreal"
(of course he was dead)

Now, there's no one who can bring Charles back
maybe a god or a timekeeper that's non-existent
Aladdin already freed Genie
Only holy people gets resurrected
Science needs another ten thousand year
Demons don't make any present dealings
The Never Ending Story ended in part three
Dr. Frankenstein wasn't successful
Being a zombie won't bring Charles's powers back
And the Philisopher's Stone won't do anything to
anyone who's dead

...

and now Phoenix died?
(there goes another one)

"That's a nice movie. Don't you think so?"
Four balls of black and white met, with
the addition of a set of gleaming incisors
the dark blanket was removed
my pair of black and white balls contracted
not from the sudden flood of colors
but from the brilliant gleam that came from that
set of incisors (and now with molars)


Is this reincarnation?


"Are you Charles?" I asked

I'm not used to writing anymore of poetry. I've switched into fiction writing instead. Maybe there should also be thread wherein we can post fiction works not related to anime or manga.

btw bax, I felt the loneliness there. Nice job!

 

[grim jao]

here's mine! I just posted this in allpoetry.com

I'm not used to writing anymore of poetry. I've switched into fiction writing instead. Maybe there should also be thread wherein we can post fiction works not related to anime or manga.

btw bax, I felt the loneliness there. Nice job!

i dont know x-men 3 kinda sucked for me cause they killed everybody off well i guess that it doesnt matter who lives or dies since it was the last movie but still cyclops died in the first twenty minutes also there was still no quick silver i mean hes the freaking son of magneto whats the guy got to do to get some respect

but anyway feel free to post fiction writing in here just do it in small parts are give a link so we make it a chore a for people to read

 

[Goji]

Thanks bax and bakashijinsan! I especially liked bax's one 'cause it gave me a kind of mysterious chill... ^^
Maybe you should start writing more poetry again bax? Think I would like that!

And bakashijinsan's poem was a special one, don't know yet just what to think of it... seems like a poetic kind of movie review...?
Anyway I defenitely like reading poetry so also great job bakashijinsan!

Can't wait to read more poems here!

 

[bakashijinsan]

Thanks bax and bakashijinsan! I especially liked bax's one 'cause it gave me a kind of mysterious chill... ^^
Maybe you should start writing more poetry again bax? Think I would like that!

And bakashijinsan's poem was a special one, don't know yet just what to think of it... seems like a poetic kind of movie review...?
Anyway I defenitely like reading poetry so also great job bakashijinsan!

Can't wait to read more poems here!

So that's how people viewed the poem.

Ooookaaay....

No it's not a poetic movie review and it's not about Xmen 3. I mainly used allegory and did not intend to focus on a silly (for me) matter like Xmen 3.

 

[Goji]

No no, don't get me wrong! I like it.
And yeah, it definitely makes more sense if it's an allegory. ^^
I know that sometimes it is quite difficult to write about your feelings and by using allegories you can give them a "face" or speak of them in an easier fashion. I still think it's a great way to write someting and I'm looking forward to reading some of your fiction stories!

 

[grim jao]

Heres an old one

Wide Awake

Heaven sent
A note pasted to the door
And your lying on the floor
But your already ready to believe anything
Even life with a heart sold
I won’t say I told
Because maybe I never heard you
Whats this sense of fear
That’s hanging over me
It’s hanging over you to
And it’s too much

All the piercing glares
As your walking in symmetry
You never take the time to stop looking away
You’re the same pattern everyday
For a quick glance left
Just to know that she still smiles
Every word seems so lackluster
And the moment seems to gets closer

 

[Goji]

Wow, that's a really good one grim jao! I had to read it several times to grasp it a bit... there's a gloomy sense hanging over that one I think. But I'm not very good at given great poetry-comments... I just really like to read poetry. ^^

Here's a poem of one of my favourite dutch poet/writers. (I had to translate it... but I still think it's great in english!)


Shall I go away

Shall I go away?
Shall I become sad and go away?
Shall I finally find life unimportant,
shrug my shoulders
and go away?
Shall I put the world down (or give it to someone else),
thinking:
this is enough,
and go away?
Shall I search a door,
and if there's no door: shall I make a door,
open it prudently
and go away- with little gentle passes?
Or shall I stay?

Shall I stay?


~ from Toon Tellegen ~


I hope you guys like it!

 

[grim jao]

Wow, that's a really good one grim jao! I had to read it several times to grasp it a bit... there's a gloomy sense hanging over that one I think. But I'm not very good at given great poetry-comments... I just really like to read poetry. ^^

Here's a poem of one of my favourite dutch poet/writers. (I had to translate it... but I still think it's great in english!)


Shall I go away

Shall I go away?
Shall I become sad en go away?
Shall I finally find life unimportant,
shrug my shoulders
and go away?
Shall I put the world down (or give it to someone else),
thinking:
this is enough,
and go away?
Shall I search a door,
and if there's no door: shall I make a door,
open it prudently
and go away- with little gentle passes?
Or shall I stay?

Shall I stay?


~ from Toon Tellegen ~


I hope you guys like it!

wow that really is agreat poem thanks for sharing and yeah it seems you did a pretty good job translating but im not sure if this is just a mispelling but i think you meant and instaed of en in this line,

Shall I become sad en go away?

 

[bakashijinsan]

here's an old one! barely six years ago.

Affidavit of a convict, jailed due to a case of murder


Musing on the question that circled my mind,
I had gone to rest.

I slowly stood up, peaceful
Paradox was in the air
(Yet I wore a cover)
(I covered my senses)
…I was rested.

I saw my salvation impaled nicely in its place
(I was rested)
My salvation called me
And my obdurate mind heed to this bellowing
Myself stopped me
By heart
But it petrified and cracked
Then to shards
…I embraced my salvation.

I was rested

I walked the path of satisfaction
And then at last came unto sight the Animal.
My heart didn't beat no faster than normal
I came closer and closer
But my heart didn't beat no faster than normal.

My breath reached his skin
I raised my salvation
And let it land
Happiness was overflowing
I have no regrets.

Spoiler

...and it's not a movie review

 

[Goji]

wow that really is agreat poem thanks for sharing and yeah it seems you did a pretty good job translating but im not sure if this is just a mispelling but i think you meant and instaed of en in this line,

Shall I become sad en go away?

yep, you're right! It was a translation error... Thanks for noticing!


@ bakashijinsan: thank you for the nice poem! Your poems are written in a peculiar manner, one where you must carefully read what it says, but I definitely like them.

 

[grim jao]

wow that was awesome bakashijin thank you so much for sharing that really blew me away

 

[bakashijinsan]

I hope more people would post their work here

 

[grim jao]

heres a fairly new one and i also kinda think this is the best one i've ever written its also in lyrical format so it reads: intro verse chorus verse and bridge

The Art of Ballistics -title(i know this title has nothing to do with the poem at all but i still love the title so yeah)

It feels like shes still alive

Making my arsenic taste bitter
Tasting my nihilistic, autistic way
In con-tray
She made me feel good about my messed up head
And I made her feel like she was dead
But still it feels like shes alive.....even though

One day I'll realize
That this is my finish
Before I take control
Of all the things
That will make me
I'll contrast these lines to match her hues
I gotta die just a little to
Just like I made you

This self doubt is the plague to better
In the cloud I fall forward forever
Like heavy breathing skies
This night will be my eyes
Exponentially I disagree
With the words that you've said
Over and unsober to me

In this dream of decadence
I recap on the vengeance
It feels like I will never please
So take my body and mind
And try to find
The place where I am whole
Where you are you
And we are living
Not in malice
But in Solace

So take it all in
Where have we gone again
Have I come to an end
Only to find
I'm exactly who I was to begin
Except I don't feel you here
This isn't a waste
Its just your usual
Drama and tragedy
Whats laid on to thick is the irony

I hope more people would post their work here

yeah me two but if you guys know any one who writes then tell to share some of thier stuff here