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Started by Davy. Last reply by Davy Jul 23, 2022. 19 Replies 3 Likes
The following are poems I penned over the years.You can dissect them and tell me where I possibly could have done or expressed better.Down by the Creek.Down by the creek,where the tea-tree growsDown by the creek,where the cutty grass grows.Sit a…Continue
Started by Markie Isabella Strange. Last reply by Markie Isabella Strange May 21, 2022. 1 Reply 1 Like
"Say My Name (for I am God)" by Markie StrangeIt matters…Continue
Started by Markie Isabella Strange May 21, 2022. 0 Replies 1 Like
Where would you be, Baby!?You were nothing without meYour mine bitch! Do you think you're free?No there for you to go!If you want there's the door,You will be nothing but a whoreBefore, I made you seeI am your God, you ain't gonna eat without meYou…Continue
Started by Markie Isabella Strange. Last reply by Stephen Brodie May 19, 2022. 2 Replies 0 Likes
Tick tock where did the time goFall asleep in my arms.Behold! The dying sun!Heart boiling over.Soul like spoiled milk.Crumbling, Hurdling down into the ground.Miss me, missing you?Dried up tears.Fears of returning,Flying to the moonLight like a moth…Continue
Tags: Depression, Lost, Ex, Brokenheart, Love
Started by Markie Isabella Strange. Last reply by Markie Isabella Strange May 18, 2022. 2 Replies 0 Likes
Here she stands The water at her back;Her feet resting firmly On this unholy shore.Ahead of it is the same,Stretching out for miles more. It isn’t much this gaunt land,An island Built of death and debris,Surrounded By drowning trees. But there she…Continue
Started by Markie Isabella Strange. Last reply by Stephen Brodie May 18, 2022. 3 Replies 2 Likes
Everybody listen and hear, Serve the authority, Serve him with fear.Fire and BrimstoneSing songs of joyHallelujah, Hallelujah!Don’t let him hear Your doubts only fearFire and BrimstoneServants nothing moreSlaves nothing moreWorth the dirt, nothing…Continue
Started by Fang. Last reply by Neal Feb 2, 2019. 1 Reply 0 Likes
To lie there and wait as the fingers of death claw at my heart is my submission to deaths love,For thee, can only partake my Dark soul with no hesitation,I give my scarred heart to death for thee knows the pain I live.Death knows that I was…Continue
Started by Markie Isabella Strange. Last reply by Markie Isabella Strange Feb 14, 2018. 2 Replies 1 Like
A World of Tragedy By Mark StrangeCome, come look and see, this world of tragedy. Take a look, and tell me don't need an evolution a revolution of love.All of us citizens lost, our souls wandering aimlessly, desperate and dismayed, betrayed by an…Continue
Tags: Socialism, Greed, Capitalisem, Revolution, Hate
Started by Marianne. Last reply by Neal May 20, 2013. 1 Reply 0 Likes
Meandering through a grey liquid substanceor has it greenish hues, some strange glows ?No compass, no destination, no light, even the faintest one,no living interferences, no quiding clues in this nightmarish maze.Am I alive ? Is this a dream ?I…Continue
Started by A Former Member Mar 31, 2013. 0 Replies 1 Like
My Love is like to ice, and I to fire:How comes it then that this her cold so greatIs not dissolved through my so hot desire,But harder grows the more I her entreat?Or how comes it that my exceeding heatIs not allayed by her heart-frozen cold,But…Continue
Tags: unrequited love, desire, love, poetry, poem
Nice Comment
Invictus
By William Ernest Henley
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
THERE ARE SEVERAL GOOD REASONS FOR DRINKING,
AND ONE JUST ENTERED MY HEAD,
iF YOU CAN'T DRINK WHILE YOUR LIVING.
THEN HOW THE HELL YOU GOING TO DRINK WHEN YOUR DEAD????
Truth Never Dies
Truth never dies. The ages come and go.
The mountains wear away, the stars retire.
Destruction lays earth's mighty cities low;
And empires, states and dynasties expire;
But caught and handed onward by the wise,
Truth never dies.
Though unreceived and scoffed at through the years;
Though made the butt of ridicule and jest;
Though held aloft for mockery and jeers,
Denied by those of transient power possessed.
Insulted by the insolence of lies,
Truth never dies.
It answers not. It does not take offence,
But with a mighty silence bides its time;
As some great cliff that braves the elements
And lifts through all the storms its head sublime,
It ever stands, uplifted by the wise;
And never dies.
As rests the Sphinx amid Egyptian sands;
As looms on high the snowy peak and crest;
As firm and patient as Gibraltar stands,
So truth, unwearied, waits the era blest
When men shall turn to it with great surprise.
Truth never dies.
Author Unknown
Georgie Porgy pudding and pie. Yeah I remember that one being sung in the playground at school
Yes there was more to English Nursery rhymes than meets the eye.
Like I have heard the that this rhyme
Georgie Porgy Kissed the girls
and made them cry
When the boys came out to play
Georgie Porgy ran away
Was a reference to George the third.
I and my friend Jack were playing a general knowledge game. And a section of the game asked us about the old and dark poems and nursery rhymes of English folklore. And it would seem the older the verse the darker the meaning.
The Comic Adventures of Old Mother Hubbard and her Dog is attributed to Sarah Catherine Martin (1768–1826)
Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the Cupboard,
To give the poor Dog a bone;
When she came there,
The Cupboard was bare,
And so the poor dog had none.
She went to the Bakers
To buy him some Bread;
When she came back
The Dog was dead!
She went to the Undertakers
To buy him a coffin;
When she came back
The Dog was laughing.
MARY, MARY, QUITE CONTRARY (1744)
“Contrary” is one way to describe a murderous psychopath. This popular English nursery rhyme, which reads like a solicitation for gardening advice, is actually a recounting of the homicidal nature of Queen Mary I of England, a.k.a. Bloody Mary. A fierce believer in Catholicism, her reign as queen—from 1553 to 1558—was marked by the execution of hundreds of Protestants. (Silver bells and cockle shells are torture devices, not garden accouterments.)
The Dark Origins of 11 Classic Nursery Rhymes
https://www.mentalfloss.com/article/55035/dark-origins-11-classic-n...
Thanks, Davy. I enjoyed that.
Purblind Man
Oh! Purblind man
how arrogant thou art
Look! You cry
Look, see how much we learnt, learnt, advanced
Split the atom, we did.
Upon other world our machines do sit.
Ah! what of your society?
Is that advanced as well?
Split the atom you did, first for murder
then for peace.
Into space machines you sent,
while countless of your fellow man,
starved amidst natures bounty,
locked up by your greed.
So advancing your technology
forgetting to advance your Society.
Forgotten by you, The Web of Life.
Purblind to the fate of fellow humans,
to the others that also dwell on the planet
Your Society has reverted
to the days,
where you clung, scampered
in forests primeval
in fear
of predatory animals
though now you fear yourself,
no other beasts.
Forgotten are the wise words
of past wise humans.
How arrogant thou art, thinking,
past has nothing to teach.
We men of the present know
better than them
Oh! Really!
Then pray tell, why then
Wars still rage?
Poverty and Famine
still stalk the world?
Lifeforms fast disappearing?
Oceans and lands polluted?
No!
You are not an advanced civilisation.
Just Homo hablis
with advanced technology.
Advanced civilisations don’t
sanction mass murder
by waging wars.
None of its citizens live in
poverty nor fear famine.
Lifeforms disappear more
slowly, more naturally.
Oceans and lands are not its
cess pit or garbage dumps
and burdened by their pollutants
Oh! How Purblind though art
man of to-day!
Mullity Nik-ken-bah 2020
Round the world.
Funny
Some if not many think armageddon is the best relief.
Sorry for saying that I dislike people who worship armageddon.
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