Sawa
on Thanks For The Brain Damage by thepinkbunnyofdoom
22 Mar 2003, 11:41 PM
Reminds me of Gackt in his Malice Mizer stage.
Sweet, at least people have good things to say about your patriotic poem :).Good job kid.
I really enjoy your writing darkhelmet10. This reminds me of 'Shall I compare thee to a summer's day' By William Shakespeare. -8-
You win a BEEN THERE BEFORE LIFE GETS BETTER AWARD. No really trust me. Compare this to a poem I wrote called Idiot Box. -10-
So many mixed messages. Think for yourselfs/done with military command. No good/no evil. Sin/Maybe no sin. loved it. -8-
The way that your words talk about being pulled to different sides and then your eyes feel like they are being pulled to the other side of the page,*gasp for breathe* is absoluty genius. I'm creating a new award just for you. You get the BOORAH GRANDMA AWARD and the SWEET NEVER BEFORE AWARD. -10- and -10- But seeing as to how I only have one vote... You only get -10-
All things have a price and sometimes we just can't afford what we truely want. This gets the I BEEN THERE LIFE GET BETTER AWARD. -10-
Nice use of the heroic couplet.
The only two things linking that song with Idiot Box are That thry both say T.V., and Screen(linking them by their radiance). Plus that I wrote it when I was at A church camp. Other than that Nadda. This song looks familer to me. Is it DC Talk or the News Boys that wrote that?
P.S. on a side note Dark Angel (and yes I know he hates that I don't do the -=_=- thing) was not very entertained by this poem.
Kinda reminds me of a song I know,
One to another
Do you remember me?
I feel so small
Well are you list'in to me
So temporary
The things that I have seen
I ran so far
Will you take me back again
Entertaining angels
By the light of my TV screen
24-7 you wait for me
Entertaining angels
By the time I fall to my knees
Host of heaven, sing over me
One to another
The feelings in between
I won't let go
Of all you taught me - alright
Close as a brother
The way we used to be
I'll hold my breath
And I'll wait for you to breath
Entertaining angels
By the light of my TV screen
24-7 you wait for me
Entertaining angels
While the night becomes history
Host of heaven, sing over me
Entertaining angels
By the light of my TV screen
24-7 you wait for me
Entertaining angels
By the time I fall to my knees
Host of heaven, sing over me
Entertaining angels
By the light of my TV screen
24-7 you wait for me
Entertaining angels
While the night becomes history
Host of heaven, sing over me
Sadly I must side with D.A., while I might not be the best speller or an excellent grammar student, I know how important grammar and spelling can be to just about everything you will try to accomplish in life.
*If you can't spell people will never take you seriously, trust me it happens to me all the time.
*Not understanding basic grammar will effect how you write and speak.
*Do you ever finish reading a poem that has tons of grammatical errors? I don't, Because it shows that what they posted was something not very well thought out. They did not take the time to correct it, or improve on it, all they have is a foundation of an idea. I guarantee you that if they went over this poem a couple times it would be significantly better. While I do like this poem, like all I see room for improvement. 7
Cool setup... Nice poem. Keep writing. Keep expressing yourself, you intelligent being you.
I'm guessing you're worth it. I'm REALLY guessing. But it's just a guess... I think...
I like how you spaced the lines to make them seem opposite, what would have been cooler is if you had made this poem as an argument with yourself and had each line opposing the one before. I still like it though, 8
It was the special sound of his voice.
Or the gleam in his eyes.
Wait, what if it was the way he said You'r name that unmasked his disguise.
I'm not certain,
but whatever the cause, my mind still questions
is this love?
I heard my body scream as his hands touched my face
I felt my knees weaken as he slowly kissed me
But these moments do not campare to when we laid
eye to eye in the bed we had shared
and knowing his thoughts as he stared
That was the look in his eyes
I will never be the same
With him by my side
And in that one brief moment,
In that space of time
When all else stood still
i met love...
(Your poem was good but it had too many excess words that slowed the pace and flow. The fewer words in most cases will better support your meaning and will keep peoples attention.) 5
grr no one else has read this...
I was hoping to hear or see a strategy motivated and properly represented by some poets and students that were informed, but instead i found homer simpson trying to seduce alanus morrissete. It was perturbing. it's this easy.
1. Gay, rich, radical islamic freaks in desert blowing up kids and running around with ak's and bandannas + oil+ nasty weapons+hatred towards women and masogenistic rockings back and forth forever= -=bad day at the movies=-
2. evangelical christian retard capatalistic reservative homosexual frat boys speaking in tongues+ look at me daddy+ oil+power+a military machine that must be started and worked at least every decade lest it lose it's pattern and strength- colonizing atlantian ancestory X big business = -= empty drive in theatres everywhere=-.
It's always been this way.
Sadam and his sons are doomed.
George and George are doomed.
the french are pathetic.
The germans? yeah.
the chinese are scary.
the koreans? scariest.
Sometimes if you want to scary kids to leave you alone you grab one of their tough scary peers and you beat them so bad no one will ever fuck with you. now that's how you make america safe. in chess terms it was our only move people. don't be fools. that regime had to come down otherwise iraq would just be handed from dictator to dictator, why should he smoke drink, fuck have seven palaces kill 200,000 kurds have a son that rapes 12 year olds and visiting guests? America has all the oil it ever will need in alaska mexico, southamerica and canada come on, and bush? the worst that can happen is, he leaves the whitehouse in six years. tada! so quit fucking WHINING! Your lucky he had the balls to do this, while clinton let it get this bad to begin with, with his balls in everyone elses mouth. Their are mexicans trying to convince border guards right now to let them fight in trade for citizenship. now that says a lot. America is a great fucking country, we have fast cars, drugs, music opportunity up the ass. where else in the world can you be a whore-poet-artist-singer-firefighter (volunteer)-musician--writer-actor-produ cer-soccer player-ventriloquist-starshiptrooper-jan itor-greekgod-poppyfarmer? that's right motherfuckers kiss my red white and blue american ass. ANARCHY!!!!!!!
What if i put piped or blown?
It was meant to be common, because Pan was a notorious slummer. Commoners were all he could afford to fuck, no gods would screw him, and he obviously resorted to rampant slumming and occasionally, beastiality.
thepinkbunnyofdoom
replying on Thanks For The Brain Damage by thepinkbunnyofdoom
22 Mar 2003, 1:12 PM
I'll fix it but I liked angery better cause it went better title.