PeoplesMind's Poetry

[PeoplesMind]

Just a few old poems I wrote about a year to two ago.

Enjoy! I don't post my poetry here that often, but I decided to make an exception.
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The Gravyard Scene

 Occasionally we meet at the graveyard in the middle of the night,
Just to wander and look around at the monuments in the dark light,
So there i stood with my beautiful Eva and my friend Kyle,
I began the long arduous process of attempting to smile,
She was walking with me, we were both slow-mode robo zombies,
It was crazy, insane, yet beautiful, the light was slow, and on me,
Stagger down a hill, flat-footed, giggling, just a bit hazed,
Looking more than a little confused and dazed maybe even amazed,
Dancing around the graves and crypts and pyramids and things,
A dark shadow of a gremlin that cast on the ground its wings,
Our time-warped mind had failed to notice the sun and its rising,
Thinking the sun had risen and set and seeing it again was surprising,
It was becoming about time to leave so we started to go to the car,
The metal box with the ability to move souls and spirit stars,
Gathering in the car we had the most insightful conversation,
We were conversing concerns and contentions on current compositions,
Kyle's articulate voice started off with his mind's substrate choice,
	"Look at a panoramic view, its not fictional,
	Maybe a bit mystical, but its manageable,
	So here i pose, one of life's questions,
	Amid what grows, people's deathblows,
	The world's airflows, and the mind's plateaus,
	From earth's psychos, from the ghettos,
	To the zeros, and our world's heros,
	Just for an instance, i beg you to oppose,
	What people have said, and what you have read,
	Whats done and dead, and whats in your head,
	Whats our purpose on this planet called Earth?
	Will it ever matter about our own birth?"
Warped as we were, we started to think about the flood of information,
My mind jumping and thinking about my own life's repercussion,
In my head i devised an answer so beautiful and simply put,
But then i forgot what i had thought and my mind told me to quit,
My Eva, she spoke very loud and clear as she had ever always done,
	"Under this sky, the earth and the sun,
	Some will die, with their soul to be one,
	Maybe your right, our existence doesnt matter,
	Maybe when we die, all that happens has ended,
	But how lonely, would that thought ever be?
	To live life alive, then die isolated in the sea,
	As to purpose, i propose that people play,
	Play games of life, sometimes useful--sometimes mindless,
	We live our strife, smart but plagued by blindness,
	But when i bleed, i feel the strength of my life,
	My life is buried, inside my soul accessible via knife,
	But don't cut, at least not until your suicidal,
	Once i almost cut, but dont dare do like i do,
	But like i was saying, the soul is hidden,
	Just sitting and laying, like a dark raven,
	You must access it, and use it to the full,
	Though i must admit, getting there is painful."
Since i was driving i thought to myself about their thoughts,
My mind started to wander about sunspots, teapots, and their message,
I saw the winsheild and realized i was about to drive off a bridge,
	"Stop talking and speaking, im thinking and driving,
	And i cant be driving and thinking, without crashing!"

On Life

life dreams you by every day,
all you need to do is stop and play,
notice the glory of the days and nights,
notice the trails of the colorful lights,
watch the eyes of a beautiful girl,
open up and let her change your world,
skip and hop and dance through life,
sing and listen to the sound of a fife,
think and learn and do what you can,
but adapt to all of the changes in plan,
life is a mountain, we try to climb,
walk and run and struggle up towards prime,
but when you must, go down the other side,
for there are greater forces to whom we abide.

A Knights Tale

Long ago, in the time of camelot,
way back before the first astronaut,
there was once a dark knight,
who was going to be in a big fight,
the knight had a mission,
to ward off his disposition,
a lord, by the name of Vance,
well known for using his lance.

Lord Vance, he also had a task,
all you had to do was ask,
he would tell you from his heart,
that he forever loved his sweetheart,
he swore on his own life,
if he won, she would be his wife,
but if he lost this big fight,
she would marry the dark knight.

On the day of this battle,
all was silent, even the cattle,
the knight, he pulled out his sword,
lashing out at the mighty lord,
but Merlin, the powerful magician,
had put togother a great composition,
Vance took the hit and grabbed his lance,
then striking the knight into a deep trance.

Lets learn a lesson from this take,
and know that good suceeds without fail,
but just between the knight and lord,
this is what i overheard,
there would never be any heros,
if there were never villan zeros,
in order for good to suceed,
it must be all agreed :

Evil is neccessary for good.

peace,
Nitin

 

[PeoplesMind]

Thanks for the replies! =)
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peace,
Nitin