Random Poems

[Mauser]

This thread got archived, so I brought it back.

Post random poems here, ones that don't really convey any specific emotion, they just kind of are...

[Mauser]

I walk down the street
on the fourth of july
the sky's alive
with the fire of pie

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

the car is parked
next to a bike
with no windows left
from what happened last

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

There was a man
a man named Don
he used to try and con
all those he knew
but now he's gone
gone to hell

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

this place is cold
cold and poinltess
I hate it all
but it's still done
the way it always was

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

the walls fall in
at an old old house
along with the chimney
that old brick chimney

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

The lake is dark
dark and empty
just like the soul
of the man down the river
he's dead to the world
but not to himself
cause you can never be dead
to yourself

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

i had a handle on life
untill it broke
beyond repair

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

hardwork pays off in the future
but right now's not the future

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

the jackels laugh
at the king's jester
now all that's left
is his hat and bell

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

I stopped to think
but then i forgot
to start again

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

procrastination has always done
what it's never done
because that's what it does

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

people take my advice
because I don't use it

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

I'm never done
because i never start
all that's left
after it's dark
is nothing at all

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

the sky may be blue
but my soul is black

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

there's a figure in the woods
that has no name
he's never been there
because he never left

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

it's the shadow of a killer
a killer that's dead
he's been dead since he started
started all that killing
way back when

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

he stands there dead
dead as a corpse
because that's all he is
a corpse

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

the sun runs from the moon
or does the moon run from the sun?
we don't know because we can't
figure out who started running first

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

the sky is both
dead and alive
one in the same
because it can't be one
without the other

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

the world will end in fire
or it will end in ice
it doesn't make a difference
because after it's done
it's the same result

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

the air is cold
but it's not damp
because the storms not here yet
but it's coming to finish
what it started last year

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

a man walks
down a railroad track
his destination unknown to him
but known to someone else instead

the world will end in fire
or it will end in ice
it doesn't make a difference
because after it's done
it's the same result

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

the air is cold
but it's not damp
because the storms not here yet
but it's coming to finish
what it started last year

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know


behind an abandoned house
a grave has been dug
for a man who's not there
yet......

the world will end in fire
or it will end in ice
it doesn't make a difference
because after it's done
it's the same result

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

the air is cold
but it's not damp
because the storms not here yet
but it's coming to finish
what it started last year

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

the sky's empty as he's buried
but it was full when he died

the world will end in fire
or it will end in ice
it doesn't make a difference
because after it's done
it's the same result

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

the air is cold
but it's not damp
because the storms not here yet
but it's coming to finish
what it started last year

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

a baby's born in a hospital
and the sky's full
but it was empty before

the world will end in fire
or it will end in ice
it doesn't make a difference
because after it's done
it's the same result

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

the air is cold
but it's not damp
because the storms not here yet
but it's coming to finish
what it started last year

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

the road's crooked
because it was made straight
but not traveled enough
now it's crooked
like it was ment to be

irony's only here
to make us queston why
because sometimes we love it
and sometimes we hate it
when both times it's the same
it's still irony
just with a different hat each time

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

everyone's unique
yet we're all the same
so what makes it unique
to be the same

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

a man played russian roulet
with six bullets
and a cheap revolver
yet he lived
because his partner was lucky

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

a hypocritical procrastinator
in never wrong
but never right either

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

today may be wrong
tomorrow might be right
but smile anyways
because it's always
going to get worse

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

anything is possible
as long as it happens

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

a simple mind
is easily amused
and a brilliant mind
is amused by all
so what's the difference
in being simple an brilliant

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

just because
one was is wrong
doesn't mean
the other way is right

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know

they say it's
always the quite ones
who you should look out for
but a gun is quite loud

we want to know
where it's going to go
from here when we're done
but we don't know......yet

[Ghostt]

O.o
It made me think. Like hard. Idk if it was because it was so random or because it made sense and I had to figure it out. Because it made sense in a way....i think...yeah, it did. in a random way .

[Mauser]

Um, this is more of a song than a poem. But anyway, here it is. It's also kind of a rough draft.

Here I go on another fucking head trip,
And I feel like my mind is gonna rip.

I stuggle in my attempt to think clearly,
But I fail as my thoughts warp within me.

BREAK

Twisting in me,
Everything I see.

Becomes lost without time,
Shattered in my mind.

No matter what I think,
It all turns against me.

Burning serenity,
Freezing empathy,
Breeding apathy,
Killing my sanity,

NO

All is lost within me,
There's nothing clear left to see.

I'm forced to wait as my mind bleeds,
Shattered thoughts flow through all I see.