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Lennonite Priest
Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA
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new Pan Poetry
She stood in the doorway
tears in her eyes She said she couldn't find the words to say She just turned around and as she walked away said sometimes love just dies Where does love go when the end comes near Why do we let it all slip away Why can't we hold on to those we held dear When does the time come when there's nothing left to say
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" |
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It's All About The Ass!!
Location: In a pool of mayonnaise!!
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Those sound like lyrics man. I'm singing them in my head right now. Good stuff.
Asta!!
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Lennonite Priest
Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA
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Thanks K-Wise ....
The smoke wafts up to the ceiling I watch as it crosses the few rays of light Thinking of the loss of feeling and wondering where the love is tonight She came into my life and gave me a smile The days were like years But like life the love just died in a short while And the happiness that once filled our eyes made way for shallow tears Now the bed we share is ice cold And the places we went seem dead Those days are gone so is the one I used to hold And all I have left are the memories that fill my head
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" |
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Drifting
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Location: Windy City
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"made way for shallow tears" - I'm not quite sure how to interpret this one - are the tears shallow because you're no longer happy, or maybe you weren't as happy as you thought (only shallowly happy). or the happiness is over and its just time for tears. I really like this one Pan.!
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Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna |
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Lennonite Priest
Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA
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CENSORSHIP
Went to Wal*Mart to buy my favourite song Got the cd of the men whose words I worship Put it in the player and sat down to get my groove on Next thing I know the lyrics were all wrong Seems the store chose to do a little CENSORSHIP Went to the Library to read my favourite magazine You know the one Alfred E Newman is on the cover of Harmless fun is what it's all about But the rack was empty not even the name to be seen I shook my head and wondered where I could find that satire I had come to love It never harmed me when I was just a teen Turned on the telly to watch my favourite movie A harmless little tale of a man engulfed in troubles deep I'm sure you'd know the actor but we cannot mention names I watched in amazemnt... couldn't believe what I did see It seems the station edited the plot, and took away the theme CENSORSHIP is where it's at If we can't control your mind We'll control what you can read We'll control what you can find We'll control what you can see Somewhere they preach of this great society in which we live But it makes me wonder when CENSORSHIP does thrive And we never say a word We just turn our heads and say "ok, this much we'll give" But we are victims of whatever they contrive The artist's vision of what is or what he sees to be Is something we must never change no matter what is said For the crime lies not in what the artists vision is The crime lies in what they refuse to let us see And the fact of telling us what we can or cannot feed our head
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" |
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Drifting
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Location: Windy City
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"We just turn our heads and say "ok, this much we'll give"
But we are victims of whatever they contrive" I think here lies the crux of the debate of personal freedom.... everyone has a different interpretation of where the line lies Very nice done.
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Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna |
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Lennonite Priest
Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA
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In the darkness of the night and you lie in bed alone, do you call my name
do you remember the the bedroom game the silence of the beating heart as you waited for the start of the pain and pleasure that filled the night I wonder as you lay alone in bed, if you call my name The way you learnt in sex there is no shame As the wax ran down your naked breasts and the ways I found your pleasure threshold to test Your womanhood burning with desire my tongue adding to your fire As you hold your pillow between your legs and lie alone in bed, do you still call my name Have you ever found pleasure the same The orgasms as sweet The passing out from tiredness and deep fulfilling sleep Do you remember, do you still call my name
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" |
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Lennonite Priest
Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA
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Thanks for the compliments Amo, got busy and just let this die.
Yes, the shallow tears were because the couple realized that ther love was truly never there. And yes, because of differing values and interpretations art in some form will always be censored.
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" |
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Lennonite Priest
Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA
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Isn't it strange after all these years
2 old friends sitting having beers Talking of old times and changing the memories as we go Remembering them like they were just yesterday though The laughter we shared The tears for each other we had shed And the love for each other that burned inside That nothing we did could hide Sitting here drinking and smiling at each other Just like the days long ago when we were together So in love that days were filled with smiles When we were vulnerable to each other's wiles The look in your eyes is the same I remember from all those years ago The beauty in your face and spirit still brightly aglow Makes me wonder why we went seperate ways What caused us to be apart for so many days You ask me how's the wife I say we divorced there was too much strife I ask how are your kids and what's his name You say the kids are in high school and he's the same You look deep into my eyes and touch my hand And after all these years I still understand It comes back clear as day why we had to go seperate ways We had a love so deep and pure but it scared us and made us unsure We did all we could to hurt each other for we were so damned scared to be together Years pass by and the bad times forgotten And for just right now we remember the love we shared way back then Knowing it'll never happen again Knowing that we can go back to way beck when Well you say he's waiting at home And we'll talk later on the phone But as you walk away I remember you saying the same words our last day.............
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" |
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Lennonite Priest
Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA
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Standing in the rain
Playing in a puddle Driving in the fast lane But would rather take the shuttle Never knowing where you're going But hoping life is there Do you really even care Powder coke turns to crack Never looking forward always looking back Heroin's needle in the arm Tell me babe do you still love the drug's charm Drank a drink ah wonderous alcohol How far did you fall Now you drink to stop the shakes Can you see all alcohol takes Bright and shiny gun in hand Addiction did this not you..... don't they understand put the chamber to your head One more shot and then you're dead
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" Last edited by pan6467; 06-12-2005 at 06:44 AM.. |
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Lennonite Priest
Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA
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Here comes the darkness
An old friend I know so well The heaviness of the heart, the sadness The feeling of being alone in a living hell The light is slowly dimming till just a sliver gleems The madness in my mind not letting anyone close Don't let anyone close, they may hear your screams Shattered dreams and broken hearts is this truly the road I chose Living on a razor thin line Again scared to let anyone in yet wanting too They might try to get into my heart and mind So I've got to keep interactions few Thinking of things I haven't for years Nowhere to turn Without eyes filling with tears No bridges thay all must burn Fukc this shit I'm stronger than this Maybe the past I needed it But now the darkness to me isn't worth a piss Hold onto the light Embrace those who want in Won't give in without a fight Wasted to much life already that's my only unforgiveable sin Time to take control back Time to beat this once and for all Time to be happy with what I have not with what I lack Time to be a man, win this battle and not be afraid to stand tall
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" |
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Lennonite Priest
Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA
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For Lucy
You say love is something your are sure of Something that scares you Yet, when I look deep into your eyes, Love is all you have It isn't something new You say you're scared, yet your heart you're freely sharing And point to days like true love couldn't exist in such a short time Yet, I have never seen someone who is more caring In finding love no matter how soon there is no crime Your eyes show such understanding, love and openness of mind The envelope me in a warmth I've never known They are what anyone who dreams of love dreams to find I know now finding you I"ll never be alone Lucy, you are the woman my dreams are made of And in you there is such light You have filled my heart full of love And I love you with all my might So I write this to you A sappy love rhyme To tell you what I hope you already knew I will love you till the end of time Phil
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" |
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Lennonite Priest
Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA
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Woke up from the weirdest dream
One where no one could hear the scream Seems the Wizard left Oz on the Highway To sell his story as a Broadway play The Tin man was gay And the Lion was busy chasing the dragon all day Dorothy was getting boned by the Strawman, who was forced to pay And the munchkins were selling the smack to make it all seem okay Glinda was was caught stealing the ruby slippers yesterday And the Wicked Witch was killed in a deal gone wrong, so the natives say What has happened to the innocence of yesterday
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" |
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Lennonite Priest
Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA
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Thanks Tec..... wanted to wait until I could write a new one but it comes and goes in spurts.
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" |
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Lennonite Priest
Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA
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Well the factory is closing down
They say we workers cost to much There's shops closing and nothing left downtown Grew up here around these parts Got laid down in Cutler's woods the first time Now the factory is tearin out our hearts Folks say find a better job but where does one go When the factory closes and there's no one pays Wasn't just the pay, but the pride in makin', but try tellin' that to someone that pride they'll never know They say our jobs are for menial workers with no pride Don't feel menial and I paid all my bills I made do and from bill collectors I never had to hide All that's changin' now nothing I can do 'cept work 3 jobs try and make the mortgage And pray this pain doesn't next happen to you
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" |
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Lennonite Priest
Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA
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Blue sky white clouds passing me by
Looking through a window and giving a sigh Remembering days long ago How the years make one grow Yesterday was just a dream Running on empty and out of steam Doing crazy shit not worried about tomorrow Get buck naked get wild what did we know Darkness was around Just hadn't been found Hard to see and recognize it When you're in it So many yesterdays passed by Kind of like clouds in the sky But skies are bluer and the sun seems more bright And the darkness once prevalent lost in the night
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" |
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Lennonite Priest
Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA
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Here we are some say this the last battle
Torn and twisted our lives in a tatter Moved in this war as though we were cattle While those directing us sit back home getting fatter It's lonely here at the front Pain and suffering all around Missing home, seeing it again is all I want But so hard to remember what it looks like with all the hateful sound God forgive us as being here has lost all reason God forgive us for detroying your land As we follow our orders without question And shoot at another man as scared as I am Who's right in this war that we wage Who's side is right in the God's eyes Are we here just because of unbridled rage Are we fighting for truth or our leaders lies God give us strength on this field today Please we beg help us know who is truly right Give us a reason in this battle to stay Let your love truly help to end this fight It's so lonely on this battlefield Noone shows love just fear in thier heart God please help us let your love for us be our shield God shed a light tell us that with us you did not depart Well the gunfire draws near And we are all ready as we can be God please on us do not turn a deaf ear Give us all a sign that peace is what you truly want to see =========================================================== Different poem =========================================================== Remember when we were innocent The love our hearts knew No sins to repent And all we felt was so real and so new Can you remember those days when we saw our favourite KINK And the music filled our soul and touched our heart Ray's lyrics so deep and made ya think And Dave never missing a lick played so energetic from the very start Will your heart open up long enough to look back When life was so pure and free And for love none of us ever felt a lack And the days seemed made for you and me But then it all seemed to fall apart just as you grasped that last ring Greed took over and the heart lost its way And all you could hear was the money sing God why couldn't the innocence stay Now on a building ledge you stand waiting to jump Your soul so infested with wanting new toys And you know your wife is out on another drunk Spending her days with a bottle and one of her newest boys That boss you loved so dearly took all the money Left you out in the cold He's down on an Island with some sexy honey And you realize your spirit you sold I beg of your dear friend On all that we once shared That this is the beginning not the end For you my friend I have always cared Find your way to the past Pick up those pieces of your heart And in those shatters you'll see what matters is my love for you shall always last And dear friend remember those innocent days and perhaps you can make a new start Don't tell me your love is dead For even in nature the cycle of life in full of rebirth Don't tell me there's nothing to live for cause everything's already said Cause life would never be the same without you on my Earth So give me your hand Whenever you fall down into the dirt Together we'll take that stand And when the end does come you can say you fought and lived through all of life's little hurt
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" Last edited by pan6467; 09-12-2007 at 12:23 AM.. Reason: Automerged Doublepost |
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Lennonite Priest
Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA
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Where have the dreamers gone
What of the jobs left undone Where is the love Taught by men sent from above Why did we forget GIVE PEACE A CHANCE We traded in that for one last dance What happened to LOVE IS ALL YOU NEED We turned it into corporate greed Where are the idealistic men Who taught love and sharing Jesus, Gandhi, Lennon we made martyrs of them And now we forget the peace and caring Were flower power and peace marketing ploys So we could buy more destructive toys Have we lost the ways And decided to just go nuts these last days Where is the hope Of a brotherhood of man Where we all help each other cope Will we ever see these ideas again A man wrote love thy neighbor As a man said imagine Yet it seems for man it will forever be unfinished labor And those words seem to mean nothing to the politician or marketing man So I shall plod along Looking to these men for knowledge and hope And I shall walk the best I can singing a KINKS song And finding peace in my thoughts so with the greed I can cope =========================================================== There's a hole in the atmosphere And the glaciers are melting down There's people running everywhere And chaos in the town There's a man living next to me He's nowhere to be found His wife has taken to gardening And a strange smell coming from the ground There's the beauty that I work with She's very sweet it seems But she's telling me every night she drinks a fifth And then goes to the park naked and screams Has the world totally gone crazy Have we all lost our mind Or could it be we need something cause we've become lazy And now we are all one of a kind There's the trusted principal Who has never done wrong Known his wife ever since she was a litle gal But they found him at a gay bar wearing a sarong The press tells us all we need They hound and stalk for their story And not for knowledge but for greed But for a mistake i have yet to hear sorry Now we all have chosen to live within our head For the craziness is rotting society's very core Me I shiver covered in my bed Wondering if I ever locked my door I meant this in some fun thought I'd give us some humor....... well there is humor in truth sometimes ========================================================== TY for you comments and critiques so that I may write better.
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" |
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Lennonite Priest
Location: Mansfield, Ohio USA
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Poems inspired by LENNON:
Does it ever really matter in the end What was to be the intent The governments on people prey And for the interest of the giant corporations lay What's left to believe in any more The press feasts on heroes like never before The people read about it every day Why did you hear what the starlet and about her drunken spree had to say We say we live life so idealistically Yet into minivans and SUV's we jump into so hypocritically What happened to those dreams in the 60's of a better world for you and me Those days are gone blind eyes we turn so as not to see People died for their beliefs so that a better world there'd be But we sold our souls to buy toys from companies polluting the sea There is no such thing as from society getting away They have taken away our wills and censored what we can say Those with ideas and visions of a better place Are ridiculed, thought nuts and treated as a disgrace We listen as the politicians speak wanting to find belief But they destroy the common man's faith and feed the wealthy relief There are no sanctuaries anymore For government hides behind everyone's door We must stand up, not back down and say enough in a voice for all to hear the pain For if we remain silent and let our cries die down....... those who fought, those who dreamt shall all have died in vain I was walking through the park one sunny day When a man came up to me and had something to say Why did this crazy man choose me and on such a beautiful day But as is my nature I listened and this is what he had to say The world is coming to an end The sky is falling chicken little no time for it to mend Get your affairs in order and money never lend Be ready your house and family to defend Then for some inexplicable reason he stole my wallet and my shoes I'm sure you read about it in the news He was the man who died singing the blues And as for his identity he never left any clues I was driving my car on a sunny day Thinking I was safer, when a man let himself in and never asked if he may Well, as is my nature I listened to what he had to say And I still don't understand what he said to this day He said we had gone too far That the Ozone was depleted and the Earth would char He said something about how man on nature had left an unhealing scar Then he kicked me out and took off in my car I'm sure you read about it For days I had a fit What would cause a man to lose all his wit Had he taken too much shit I left home on a gloomy day In my tank feeling safe for this now was truly a safe way But the weirdest thing seemed to happen on that day It was I who had something I needed to say So I headed out to find someone When suddenly I was where I had begun And to this day I wonder what I had done To deserve a fate of being the the man who was mentally gone I got Levi's and a Coke I have a stereo and tv run by remote I have 70 channels of the same mind numbing crap to see And I have internet saying it's free But my boss pays me less than my father made And my wages are spent before I get paid I have a house in the neighborhood I grew up And an equity loan that has gotten me tied up I want to do better for my kids than my dad Yet I look around and the future looks so sad They're destroying Mother Nature and the air And the rich play games with me as they sit in a leather chair The oceans are turning into one big dead sea And government turns it's back on people like me I got an HMO yet my health still is declining And I wonder who's pocket my wages are lining I got the media saying it's this person's fault As they are the one's who forever have money in the vault So I'll sit here with my smile and take my Prozac It'll still be my will under attack I look in the mirror not proud of what I see For in the end I taught the children to become a zombie like me Life is a series of going places Saying hello and goodbye to so many faces Trying hard to just make it through day to day Hoping yet not the piper to pay Two came preaching of peace Of their lives they gave mankind a piece But mankind wasn't ready to listen Violence and hated came instead of kissin It is of CHRIST and LENNON I talk With whom someday I wish to walk CHRIST only said "believe in him and love And with God you'll get a chance above" Lennon sang "all you need is love and give peace a chance" And together all mankind can dance But close minded societies did persecute While it was society we should prosecute A crown made of thorn A bullet making a generation mourn That's all they received While those who persecuted society they deceived We may never see their kind again Which is sad but not the end For we can still believe in what they said And our love will never lay dead Where have the dreamers gone What of the jobs left undone Where is the love Taught by men sent from above Why did we forget GIVE PEACE A CHANCE We traded in that for one last dance What happened to LOVE IS ALL YOU NEED We turned it into corporate greed Where are the idealistic men Who taught love and sharing Jesus, Gandhi, Lennon we made martyrs of them And now we forget the peace and caring Were flower power and peace marketing ploys So we could buy more destructive toys Have we lost the ways And decided to just go nuts these last days Where is the hope Of a brotherhood of man Where we all help each other cope Will we ever see these ideas again A man wrote love thy neighbor As a man said imagine Yet it seems for man it will forever be unfinished labor And those words seem to mean nothing to the politician or marketing man So I shall plod along Looking to these men for knowledge and hope And I shall walk the best I can singing a KINKS song And finding peace in my thoughts so with the greed I can cope
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?" |
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