[Ammi]

Midnight in the nowhere land
When time is in the zero hand
Freeze the clock so you can see
The halcyon days where time is free

In the quiet of the clatter
Stretch the mind and fuel the matter
In the darkness of the light
Keep your visions in your sight

Repel the bottom when you fall
Make them listen when you call
Don’t let the up become a down
Hold the smile between your frown

Fix your heart upon your sleeve
Shed a tear but never grieve
Invest in memories, locked away
To dry you on the rainy day

Lock all your secrets with a key
Show only what they need to see
Don’t hold your words inside your head
Most words are usually better said

Hear the music, feel the dance
Test yourself on sweet romance
Keep your lover in your heart
Release him when its time to part

Tend your buds and watch them thrive
See them fill your life with pride
Show them just the best of you
And set them on a path that’s true

Catch a smile and hold it near
Keep it for a hundred years
Don’t reveal your face to sorrow
Or leave a trail where it can follow

Turn away when life is dreary
Rest awhile when you are weary
Keep the cold winds out at night
Wait for the sunrise bringing light

Untangle life with knotted fingers
Touch a soul but never linger
Mark a path through fields of gold
And follow it when you grow old

Don’t let the zero hour strike on
Until the tapestry is done
No more threads are left to weave
Wrap up warm before you leave

[Benjamin]

Originally Posted by rhino

Midnight in the nowhere land
When time is in the zero hand
Freeze the clock so you can see
The halcyon days where time is free

In the quiet of the clatter
Stretch the mind and fuel the matter
In the darkness of the light
Keep your visions in your sight

Repel the bottom when you fall
Make them listen when you call
Don’t let the up become a down
Hold the smile between your frown

Fix your heart upon your sleeve
Shed a tear but never grieve
Invest in memories, locked away
To dry you on the rainy day

Lock all your secrets with a key
Show only what they need to see
Don’t hold your words inside your head
Most words are usually better said

Hear the music, feel the dance
Test yourself on sweet romance
Keep your lover in your heart
Release him when its time to part

Tend your buds and watch them thrive
See them fill your life with pride
Show them just the best of you
And set them on a path that’s true

Catch a smile and hold it near
Keep it for a hundred years
Don’t reveal your face to sorrow
Or leave a trail where it can follow

Turn away when life is dreary
Rest awhile when you are weary
Keep the cold winds out at night
Wait for the sunrise bringing light

Untangle life with knotted fingers
Touch a soul but never linger
Mark a path through fields of gold
And follow it when you grow old

Don’t let the zero hour strike on
Until the tapestry is done
No more threads are left to weave
Wrap up warm before you leave

Rhino.

I haven't spoke to you in ages. Did you write this one? It's sentimental and charming yet holds an edge of remorse and sadness.

[Ammi]

Originally Posted by ukturtle

Rhino.

I haven't spoke to you in ages. Did you write this one? It's sentimental and charming yet holds an edge of remorse and sadness.

yes thats me

[Suze]

Originally Posted by Ammi

yes thats me

You are very talented.

[Glenn.]

Rose's are red
Violets are blue
When you eat a curry
You need to poo

[Benjamin]

Originally Posted by rhino

yes thats me

Good to see you writing again. I liem when you do, it inspires me to write something.

Originally Posted by Glenn

Rose's are red
Violets are blue
When you eat a curry
You need to poo

How lovely.

[Glenn.]

Originally Posted by ukturtle

Good to see you writing again. I liem when you do, it inspires me to write something.






How lovely.

[Ammi]

Originally Posted by Glenn

Rose's are red
Violets are blue
When you eat a curry
You need to poo

lovely style

[CharlieO]

I know this doesn't have any particular meaning nor is inspirational but I found it quite funny:

The Truth About Drink Driving

I read this in the paper,
And it really made me think;
That a quarter of all road accidents
Can be blamed... directly... on drink.

Now statistics, they tell you, will never lie,
But be wary of how they're used;
You need your wits about you,
It's easy to get confused.

If a quarter of accidents are had by drunks,
Then sober people have all the rest;
That's 75% if I'm not mistaken,
... (My maths never were the best).

But I'm not entirely stupid,
And I plan to stay alive;
So I'm gonna start driving drunk,
I'm three times more likely to survive

[Novo]

There was an young man called Locke he married another man called Scott
Scott found out Locke had a small Cock and suffocated him with a Sock

['Conor]

Ben i had to write about Dulce et Decorum Est in my exams

[Benjamin]

Originally Posted by 'Conor

Ben i had to write about Dulce et Decorum Est in my exams

Epic poem. I had to write about it too, good to see they still use that.

[Locke.]

There was a strange man named Novo,
Who liked to sleep with ginger kids called Joe,
Joe didn't like it,
Once he found out Novo had been sucking Pinkmich's tit

[Novo]

Doesn't even rhyme

[Locke.]

Poems don't need to

[Ammi]

Originally Posted by Novo

There was an young man called Locke he married another man called Scott
Scott found out Locke had a small Cock and suffocated him with a Sock

Originally Posted by Locke.

There was a strange man named Novo,
Who liked to sleep with ginger kids called Joe,
Joe didn't like it,
Once he found out Novo had been sucking Pinkmich's tit

[Novo]

There was a weird kid called Locke who use to go down to the Dock
He met a man named Scott he soon grew a soft spot
Locke proposed to him soon after with a smile and a song of laughter
Scott accepted Locke and gave him a brand new Clock
Locke loved his Clock and Married Scott and then took him away on a yacht

[Lee.]

[Ammi]

I know the emptiness you feel
I know they are your world
I know you can’t recall a time
Without her and your girls

I know you can’t remember how
to simply just be one
And you never saw a time
When they would all be gone

I know you’re struggling to breathe
And your heart is hollow
I know the thoughts inside your head
Are difficult to follow

I know how hard it is to put
One foot before the other
And if I try to comfort you
I know you’ll run for cover

I know the darkness in your eyes
The trembling of your skin
As the sobs find exit
I know there’s no way in

I know that words can’t ease the pain
Or chase away the fear
‘Daddy’ is the only word
You really need to hear

I know you need to smell their hair
To keep them in embrace
To hear their laughter one more time
And see it on their face

I know you need to see their joy
And feel them on your chest
I know you need to smooth their frowns
And lay them down to rest

I know the dread tomorrow brings
The tears the dawn will bring
As soon as your eyes open
They’ll quickly feel the sting

I know you’ll need to strike at it
And make it all stop turning
I know you’ll try to find an end
To take away the hurting

I know you won’t believe me
Even though I will be true
When my touch is on your skin
You’ll know I’ve been you too

[Ammi]

I'm dedicating this to someone special, I have started to write a poem for him, but am not finding any enthusiasm or inspiration atm so well Byron will do for now
When we two are parted
Lord Byron

When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted,
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning
Sank chill on my brow
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame:
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.

They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well:
Long, long shall I rue thee
Too deeply to tell.

In secret we met
In silence I grieve
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?
With silence and tears.

When we two are parted
Lord Byron

[Pyramid*]

Wee sad and very personal one that I wrote and gave to my mum when she was hospitalised after Dad passed away and we couldn't spent Xmas Eve or Xmas night together.

NORTH STAR AT CHRISTMAS

On Christmas Eve Mum, do something for me

Look out of your window, something I want you to see

Discover the North Star - it’ll be shining so bright

Showing my love for you, on that special night

And as you gaze up, and see how it glows

You’ll feel my love Mum, it’s strong as it grows

And a smile on your face I want there to be

Because I know then, that you are thinking of me

For Christmas is not about presents galore

There is a deep meaning - there’s so much more

Recognition of love and for things we are feeling

That we both still remain and we both have some meaning

Knowing that you and I have each other

For no one could ask for a more loving Mother

In physical form, I may not be there

Though believe me Mum, your feelings I’ll share

Yes – I will be sad and I know you will too

But now’s not the time, for us to feel blue

The warmth of knowing your deep love for me

Will get me through this, and you too – you’ll see

So on Christmas Eve Mum, please don’t cry

Because I’m not there to wipe your tears dry

Look up to the North Star, it shining so bright

I’ll feel your kiss reach me, as you say Goodnight

When I feel that kiss reach me, I know we’ll be fine

Coz I am all yours Mum - and you are all mine

North Start will guide us, it will show us the light

And give us the strength, not to give up the fight

[Suze]

Originally Posted by Pyramid*

Wee sad and very personal one that I wrote and gave to my mum when she was hospitalised after Dad passed away and we couldn't spent Xmas Eve or Xmas night together.

NORTH STAR AT CHRISTMAS

On Christmas Eve Mum, do something for me

Look out of your window, something I want you to see

Discover the North Star - it’ll be shining so bright

Showing my love for you, on that special night

And as you gaze up, and see how it glows

You’ll feel my love Mum, it’s strong as it grows

And a smile on your face I want there to be

Because I know then, that you are thinking of me

For Christmas is not about presents galore

There is a deep meaning - there’s so much more

Recognition of love and for things we are feeling

That we both still remain and we both have some meaning

Knowing that you and I have each other

For no one could ask for a more loving Mother

In physical form, I may not be there

Though believe me Mum, your feelings I’ll share

Yes – I will be sad and I know you will too

But now’s not the time, for us to feel blue

The warmth of knowing your deep love for me

Will get me through this, and you too – you’ll see

So on Christmas Eve Mum, please don’t cry

Because I’m not there to wipe your tears dry

Look up to the North Star, it shining so bright

I’ll feel your kiss reach me, as you say Goodnight

When I feel that kiss reach me, I know we’ll be fine

Coz I am all yours Mum - and you are all mine

North Start will guide us, it will show us the light

And give us the strength, not to give up the fight

Oh Mids

[King Gizzard]

The three headed cow sat on the bench
Staring at Niamh, the wench
It fiddled with its udders while Niamh shudders
Niamh really had a bit of a stench

[Boothy]

Originally Posted by Nate

The three headed cow sat on the bench
Staring at Niamh, the wench
It fiddled with its udders while Niamh shudders
Niamh really had a bit of a stench

[Benjamin]

The Fourth Hour

You may be gone from here, but your presence will forever linger;

the little things you wrote are the little things that made me smile.

You touched so many lives in such a faceless, strange world,

and your sudden departure brought many tears to the eye.

A nightowl by nature; the fourth hour has lost another heart,

although heaven has gained another angel, to watch over us in the dark.

And the towers in which I now stand, echo with your words,

but like the sound of life, they will forever be heard.

So I bid you a fond farewell, my friend that I never really knew,

I’ll keep walking on my own path, one day I’ll meet you...


R.I.P. Kerry

Not very good I know, but I felt I had to get it off my chest.