amonkie

Glad to see some people still hanging with the writing! For this week, there are two: Choose one or both:


1) Write about Fear using any form of writing style you choose


2) Answer "Love is ....." using any form of writing style you choose.


Enjoy!

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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

tecoyah

lightly touching minds back door
subtle hints of darkness seen
looking deep into her core
to beauty well beyond a dream
trapped in passion, wanting more
wishing not to see between
two sides of you my loving whore
I fear the love you give to me

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Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha

ngdawg

Accepting of our fallacies
We are perfect in each other's eyes
The beauty within radiates in subtle ways
And it is dark when I am without you
My protector
My friend
My dream before I sleep
My life is more
Because you are in it
You are to me,
Love

tecoyah

Beautiful Dawg.....truly

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Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha

vanblah

"Feels like I've been sitting here on this bench waiting for something to happen my whole life," this used-up old man said to no one in particular. His arms rested on his knees, hands clasped as if in prayer. He stared at a wad of gum that had been ground into the sidewalk and turned black by countless shoes.

After a few moments he continued, "You should have seen me when I was in my prime. All the pretty little hep-kittens loved me. They hung on my every word. Now what am I? Old and pathetic; I have to take half a Viagra just so I can pee straight."

The old man sat in silence for a few more seconds, his feeble body trying to soak up the timid warmth of the early Spring sunshine as it filtered through the range of skyscrapers -- man's interpretation of Mother Nature's beauty. Then he continued, "I used to know what love is. Not that anyone cares now.

"Most people can tell you what love <i>isn't</i>; but the mind goes blank when you ask 'em what love <i>is</i>.

"Love is not a greeting card.

"Love is not a romantic dinner.

"Love is not the phrase, 'I love you.'

"See how easy it is?

"Love is that tigress that sneaks up on you in the 30 seconds after you cum. You swore up and down that you weren't going to fall in love with this one ... but I'll be damned if you didn't start having feelings for her almost as soon as you got your zipper done up. Then you spend a lifetime looking in every woman’s nook and cranny for it only to watch it slip into a distant memory when you walk out on her during dinner.

"One minute, you're holding hands watching some piece of shit talk about honoring this or that knowing full-well that this fucker of a preacher doesn't believe a word he's saying; the next you're looking for any excuse not to go home at night."

The old man looks up to see if anyone is really listening. To his surprise a young red-headed woman is standing on the sidewalk staring at him, letting the foot-traffic organism find its own-damn-way past her. The fumes from over-worked mass transportation vehicles wafted around them.

The old man looked her straight in the eye and said, "Love is watching your children grow up only to become cold-hearted bastards. You didn't raise them to be that way. You tried your hardest, but what did they give you in return? Cold soup and stale bread. Piss-stained sheets and soulless, hand-me-down music on a worn-out old clock radio that sits on a cheap disposable T.V. tray from the local thrift store.

"Fuck 'em I say."

The old man lapsed into silence again. He sighed heavily and leaned back into the bench, "Do I know you?" He regarded the red-headed woman without a hint of recognition.

She walked over to him and placed her hand on his bony, arthritic shoulder, "Let's get you home, Dad," she said gently.

darkangel

Great writing above you guys..

Here's my first submission to a TFP writing challenge.

The beauticious mirage awaits me
a chamber full of gold
jeering and corrupting me
journey after journey I've told.
The fortress I've come to realize
has haulted me in my tracks
time after time I've fought the current
but it always held me back.
Cascading rocks from a rock never told
precise, though I see
the world that crumbles nearby
crumbles with dignity.
Stop, don't look, you musn't know
of the world that awaits the weak
one wrong look and it might take you in
for it's only acceptance you seek.
The water that boils over
is splashed upon your soul
curses escape your lips
and the world starts to pull.
You have now entered the world of rune
demons and fire at your feet
calling you in and tugging your shirt
inducing you to the heat.
I am forever confined within
vulgar and clawing in the pit
billigerent thoughts of hostility
have conveyed me wrathfully
to quit.

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"I'm gonna die when it's time for me to die.. so let me live my life the way I want to." - Jimi Hendrix

amonkie

Tecoyah and Dawg - great morning reading Seems like I can't get it up fast enough for you guys!


Vanblah and ei555, Great to see you guys in here! Loved reading both of them

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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

K-Wise

I can't define love as each has it's difference
but I can describe my own and everything that it is
Sometimes it's the times that I fear for you dear
It's me singing my heart for you even if you can't hear
Love is a weakness love is picking up the pieces
And not never saying sorry but saying it like you mean it
My love is such that if I do it right will find no need to preach it.
But more than happy to watch a smile on your face when I speak it
My love will be so bold the look in my eyes alone will make you believe it
I know I'll have my mess ups but try my hardest to make them seldom
And everyone will know I'm yours only without ever having to tell them
Defined and underlined so that even if I tried and failed a hundred times
This love of mine would be as welcomed as the lifting warmth of summer time
My love is one that is as true as any and deep within my heart I know this
Because my love could save your life a thousand times and I'd never even notice

Asta!!

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"I love music and it's my parents fault (closing statement)." - Me..quoting myself...from when I said that...On TFP..thats here...Tilted Forum Project

It ain't goodbye, it's see ya later! I'll miss you guys! - Asta!!

TexanAvenger

When in love the world seems perfect and this terrifies me for I know it to be an imperfect place.
When not in love the loneliness pulls at my soul with cold fingers and I'm afraid of becoming just as cold myself.
When love knocks I'll answer without a second thought and this scares for I know not what form it will be in on the other side.
When my doorstep is empty I will wait until love arrives and this makes me nervous for I know not what I miss in the meantime.

Love is like putting a shell to your ear and trying to pick out the sound of a single wave.
Love is breathtaking in its ability to simply do the impossible to a person.
Love is frightening in its ability to simply do the impossible.
Love is a wave.
Love is a particle.

Anything would be passed up for a chance at love again,
Everything would be revealed,
Nothing would be spared,
Never would the decision be regretted.

Lovers clasp warm hands
words softly whispered in ear
love transcends beauty

tecoyah

Damn Tex......freakin sweet, you drunk?

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Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha

ngdawg

Damn...who knew???

TexanAvenger

Only on idea of being in love again...

Hell, you should see what drivel spews forth when I'm actually there.

amonkie

Kwise - I could totally hear you saying that one! I love the rhythm

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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

Hain

Icy fingers tingle from my extremities across my spine into my soul
The worms follow crawling across my skin making my heart race
The hair... the hate stands on the back of my neck and is read across my shifting eyes
I don't want to feel this--I'll do anything to rid it
What is that shadow lurking among the remaining shadows of this night?
Who is that presence I sense at the back of my imagination?
Why does this electric glide over my being feel so horrid?
When will this agony disappear?!

^ You pick which that is.

From the corner of my imagination I awake...
What happened? I can't turn my eyes from the wall near my bed. What did I dream of? I don't remember what I dreamt of... Why's my breathing so shallow? I can't see anything in here, I can't look over across my room. It's waiting over there.

What is it? I don't know, something is there! I feel it. Nothing is there. Why is my hair standing on end? I can't move my arms... I can't feel my legs. I don't feel my heart... I can't breathe! What is happening..! I couldn't breathe there! I can't move! That thud is going to kill me in my chest! If I move it'll know I'm here! What the hell is it? I DON'T KNOW! BUT IT IS THERE! IN THE SHADOWS! I KNOW IT IS THERE!

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Amnesia620

Last night as I walked alone upon the earth
I remembered past moments of greatest mirth
silent words echoed that at one time were true
dream-webs woven portrayed me and you...
I bitterly forced these lighted visions out
as I slowly tread upon life's new, different route
fear is love increasingly poisoned with each stride
love is fear transformed if strength is by it's side...

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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

K-Wise

Thanx

Asta!!

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"I love music and it's my parents fault (closing statement)." - Me..quoting myself...from when I said that...On TFP..thats here...Tilted Forum Project

It ain't goodbye, it's see ya later! I'll miss you guys! - Asta!!

SpikeQX99

Love is...

Blinding
Broken
Time Consuming
Exciting
Complicated
Deep
Dedicated
Fun
Terrifyingly Thrilling
Long Drives to Nowhere
Not Planned
Nights Spent Alone Wondering...
Great Alone
Better with 2 (or more) people

But at the end of it all.. Love is...

Something worth trying at least once in life.

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I'm so in love with a girl... she is my everything

Hain

Tex, K-Wise, and Tecoyah! damn awesome!

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tecoyah

[QUOTE=Augi]Icy fingers tingle from my extremities across my spine into my soul
The worms follow crawling across my skin making my heart race
The hair... the hate stands on the back of my neck and is read across my shifting eyes
I don't want to feel this--I'll do anything to rid it
What is that shadow lurking among the remaining shadows of this night?
Who is that presence I sense at the back of my imagination?
Why does this electric glide over my being feel so horrid?
When will this agony disappear?!

^ You pick which that is.

Both....and damn well expressed I might add

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Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha

K-Wise

I think you all are doing a great job so far. I really like the feeling and atmosphere I felt when I read Amnesia's. I'll get to the other ones later.

Asta!!

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"I love music and it's my parents fault (closing statement)." - Me..quoting myself...from when I said that...On TFP..thats here...Tilted Forum Project

It ain't goodbye, it's see ya later! I'll miss you guys! - Asta!!

Amnesia620

Thank you, K-wise.

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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620

Hain

Thanks, Tecoyah.

amonkie

A burn so deep the pains remain
Long after the blister's healed
Once invaded, you feel insane
Not sure if a fate's been sealed
To face inner demons leaves exposed
Your castle of defense, a single escape
Emotions paint a serene face uncomposed
To surrender, across the door white will drape

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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

amonkie

the hardest lies to break are those to yourself
that love must have only a solitary meaning
when really love is a wave rolling through
and like the wind, can be a storm or a breeze
but love always leaves a warmth to be shared
by all those who let themselves be mesmerized

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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

Yukimura

Heart pumps faster.
Skin feels warm.
Breathing deeply.
Sound in my ears.
Blood is racing.
Muscles are locked.
Eyes pried open.
Hear only roaring.
Ears perk back.
See slow motion.
Can't breath.
I wait for pain.

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Maybe the answer is in the very light reflected off our blades. Maybe that's what it means to be this creature known as samurai.

nevin

(not high poetry, I know... just playing too)