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A nursery rhyme.
The Xzanth, modified 12 Years ago at 1/13/13 11:51 AM
Created 12 Years ago at 1/13/13 11:51 AM
A nursery rhyme.
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Fell from my lofty perch last night. (smoked a bong load) Whew... doesn't take much, but I guess the metaphor is correct the higher the tower the stronger and more stable the foundations need be. Back to the grindstone! Water doesn't boil at 98 degrees!
(well at least I got a decent poem from it... dang! My 'addiction' to poetry is keeping me down) haha!
A nursery rhyme by Xzanthius
No where that space between two poles.
No when, it’s bell tolls.
No why the rig-a-ma-roll,
No how it unfolds.
No who it calls.
No soul, no soul.
(Now back to banishing; hahahahahahahahahaha! "Laugh at your wounds Mars and back to training!", said Saturn brandishing his whip. ker-ack!)
(well at least I got a decent poem from it... dang! My 'addiction' to poetry is keeping me down) haha!
A nursery rhyme by Xzanthius
No where that space between two poles.
No when, it’s bell tolls.
No why the rig-a-ma-roll,
No how it unfolds.
No who it calls.
No soul, no soul.
(Now back to banishing; hahahahahahahahahaha! "Laugh at your wounds Mars and back to training!", said Saturn brandishing his whip. ker-ack!)
The Xzanth, modified 12 Years ago at 1/14/13 6:56 AM
Created 12 Years ago at 1/14/13 6:56 AM
RE: A nursery rhyme.
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Created 12 Years ago at 1/14/13 2:23 PM
RE: A nursery rhyme.
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Created 12 Years ago at 1/30/13 8:34 PM
RE: A nursery rhyme.
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Thanks for the share... interesting the symbol of 'bone' in the poem. I see the death of self in it. I can appreciate that.
Rereading my poem after a few weeks and I can't help but cringe a little at the Buddhist clichés. Oh well, bad poetry is the sign of a youthful spirit right? and clichés signs of truth?
Rereading my poem after a few weeks and I can't help but cringe a little at the Buddhist clichés. Oh well, bad poetry is the sign of a youthful spirit right? and clichés signs of truth?
Beoman Claudiu Dragon Emu Fire Golem, modified 12 Years ago at 1/30/13 9:36 PM
Created 12 Years ago at 1/30/13 9:36 PM
RE: A nursery rhyme.
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This sort of reminds me of this (very heavy) Pendulum feat. In Flames song, Self vs. Self. It's chock full of Buddhist lyrics, at least the way I'm reading it.
If I struggle a lifetime,
What would my body be?
An empty shell,
On what a demon fed
Could be a heavy burden,
To stay true to your words
Speak up,
I wanna silence everything
If I got no plan,
Doesn't mean that I get what I want for free
If I got no meaning,
Would you force me to a place where I make sense?
'Cause nothing lasts forever
How do I get home?
Everything revolves around you
If I can't find myself?
As you're so completely fake
How do I get home?
Everything revolves around you
If even you can't help?
Dark nights from my soul
I deny failure,
I Ignite
Woe is on my misery,
She wins all their eyes
Realise what they find's not fate,
This is not me, this is me
So if I struggle a lifetime,
What good would that do?
If I got a plan,
Doesn't have to stop the feeling inside
If I do make sense,
Would you drag me down?
'Cause nothing lasts forever
If I struggle a lifetime,
What would my body be?
An empty shell,
On what a demon fed
Could be a heavy burden,
To stay true to your words
Speak up,
I wanna silence everything
If I got no plan,
Doesn't mean that I get what I want for free
If I got no meaning,
Would you force me to a place where I make sense?
'Cause nothing lasts forever
How do I get home?
Everything revolves around you
If I can't find myself?
As you're so completely fake
How do I get home?
Everything revolves around you
If even you can't help?
Dark nights from my soul
I deny failure,
I Ignite
Woe is on my misery,
She wins all their eyes
Realise what they find's not fate,
This is not me, this is me
So if I struggle a lifetime,
What good would that do?
If I got a plan,
Doesn't have to stop the feeling inside
If I do make sense,
Would you drag me down?
'Cause nothing lasts forever