Ray's Little Poetry Book

[Ray 2]

I figured something out just now. Liam and I are probably the most prolific poetry/song writers that put our stuff on this forum. So, I figured... hey. My own thread might make a little sense. Just a space other than "Purely Poetry" to put my stuff. Go ahead. Read. Enjoy.

But, anyway, the point. I wrote this as I was listening to John Mayer's "Your Body Is A Wonderland". It's not as good as some stuff I've written, but I think it's okay.

Lady Religion

I'd give up my rosary beads
and I'd throw away my prayer book
for the moments that I keep closed tight
laying beside you, in our little nook.

I'd slide away all my blankets to praise Allah,
I trust in you to take me where I want to be.
I'll lose all the books on mediation,
Because nothingness is useless if it's you I can't see.

I'll lose the books of Scientology,
There'll be no more sermons from me.
I'll drop off my religion tonight,
And I'll come back to you and we'll sleep.

The lady's a religion in herself...
A religion to follow blindly.
I believe every word she says...
As long as she says it kindly.

Oh, she's my religion...
She's my religion...
Her body's a temple,
opened only to me.

Tonight I'll only pray for her,
Tonight I'll see her pretty eyes.
Tonight, nothing else matters,
because my faith in her offers no lies.



Now, I'm pretty sure this one I haven't put up yet -- I personally think this is in my top 5 of poems/songs I've written. It's inspired, by, what else? Coldplay. You'll see how much I've picked off of them. But I like the damned thing anyway.

Periscope

Sat next to the bridge
of a hollowed-out soul
viewed the starry sky
and the river current's melodic flow
I thought of it all,
the past seven weeks,
viewing through a periscope,
watching for the tiniest bit of hope.

Nobody tell me what's going on
I don't want to go back home
I saw perfection, I saw perplexion
in the river, so big and so small

I was soothing, yeah, I was moving
down on the road away from home
peering out my periscope,
knowing I'd have to reap what I'd sown

And was I crying? Was I lying?
Was there any reason to suspect
that she was there all along, hiding?
I didn't know, I couldn't have guessed

But I saw her standing there,
a lovely vision, putting my eyes to the test
Had to take my periscope,
turn away from the beautiful eyes of Hope.

[happening fish]

you're good, dude

[christa lynn]

I agree. Very nice.

[liam]

[quote="Ray 2"]I figured something out just now. Liam and I are probably the most prolific poetry/song writers that put our stuff on this forum. quote]

I think Jim Should be included iin that list as well, anyway I really liked your poetry it was very good.

[Ray 2]

This one kinda formed off my friend reacting numbly to something I thought she'd think was awesome. And, well, if anyone can gimme an idea on what it should be called... well, share it! C'mon!

"_____________"

You've blown me off a thousand times before
I know that things can't get any more sore
between the two of us, alone or together
this relationship's rough as leather
I haven't got a hope in the world between me and you
We've got nothing to gain, because everything's cold blue

You hate loneliness more than me, it's our reason to be
One instead of halves, to avoid wiping our hands clean
Somewhere you know your real mate is out there
But because you're so cold, you don't even care
you'll scream at me and then cuddle in my arms
Subversive and daunting way to heal your harm

I'm not listening
I'm not talking
I'm not hoping
that anyone's home

And you don't speak without hurling verbal barbs
You don't know how to ask for love, you can only rob
and steal away my innocent view on love
Because you're a thief, a liar, the crow that kills a dove
and leaves my bleeding heart to stay and die alone
Where this place freezes to an empty house instead of home

I'm not listening
I'm not talking
I'm not hoping
that anyone's home

[liam]

Deaf Indian... i don't think that name works, but it should be something kind of "dark" its great poetry, but the only thing i'd change is the "theif, a liar the crow that kills the dove" thats kinda stealing away from OLP but its good!

[Ray 2]

Believe me, you have no idea how close I came to putting "an angel in the fire, a freak, a star, I'm everything you are... Jesus, Jesus".

[liam]

[Ray 2]

This is what I create after watching all of "Elevation 2001: U2 Live From Boston". I wrote this right in the middle of "Walk On", as I was singing it (talk about multitasking).

Suite

If love is everlasting
would you, could you, stop procastinating?
You know better than I
that nothing really lasts forever
and that evading the end is too clever
for humanity to understand,
so come up, c'mon, take my hand

Take this moment and close it away
where the thieves and the bastards, they won't say
that what you had was never true
that you didn't ever know who,
who you were ever talking to

Slowly, love, slowly, dear...
shut the door, close it tight
Quietly please, quietly now...
throw the covers over us, turn off the light

They can't define what they can't see
they won't cross a line, that'll never be
if it's just us alone, I'm just going to be asking
that we try, just once, to make love everlasting
so that these nights never end
because we'll be all alone, never cold
and we'll let our broken love mend

[liam]

WOW good shit!

[Ray 2]

Inspired slightly by "The Freshmen" by The Verve Pipe.


Things That Never Change

If I'm just a boy but also a man,
what things in life should I demand?
Is love the one thing I want,
or lust and dirthy filthy raunch?

If she's just a girl, not even a woman,
do I love her, if I can?
I'm not sure if she'll love me back,
maybe she just wants attention she always lacks.

I know this is our golden age,
but explain the angst and the rage
that lays us all under the color, sage,
as we drown in our own troubled group craze.

If our best friends tell our secrets,
do we doubt the anger that sets?
If a heart is broken everyday,
we'll understand why someway.

Sage, purveyor of the future
if I must I'll call you sir --
will we survive?
Or will our self-implosion be on cable, broadcast live?

The world thinks we're to blame,
but no one down here is the same.
This is our claim,
our claim to be sane.

[christa lynn]

Very good.

[Ray 2]

Inspiration hit me while listening to the title track of the new 3 Doors Down album, Away From The Sun. Great album, too.

Sunlit

Won't there be a hopeless flower wilting for me?
Isn't there a colorless picture to fill with warmth and depth?
I'm looking around the house, and seeing nothing
nothing but burnt remains of what's left

You were somewhere in my ocean, deep in my mind
but the ship some time ago sailed far away
So now I'll float along the current trend
Until I find my way back into your bay

Might have been a million thousand days
since we exchanged a kiss on the cheek
and you closed the door on me
Making me turn out myself, making me meek

So I'll just sit at the door, yeah
I'll wade in the waters, okay
until the day you come back again
so I can say it until we're old and gray

Awake me, solarize my life like you did
so long ago and for so many days before
I want to promise you that I'll give you back
what you give me and so much more

I tell you what I need to say when you're
not even there to hear me say it
But I don't care, really, because there's only days
Until you make my life once again sunlit.

[Mechanical Thought]

wow, i wish i could write like that

[Fluffy]

I love Periscope

[Ray 2]

U2. "Stay (Faraway, So Close!)" -- the inspiration for such a dark song? Yes.

Midday

You were too young to understand.
Far too young, too much too fast,
you could have noticed it wouldn't last.
Blinding yourself got you nothing.

You tied concrete to your feet
jumped out into the open sky
you wanted me to help you fly
You were too young to know.

Now only the wilting flowers will soothe
because the morning sun clipped you
Orange running bloodshed in the wide open blue
because you were too young to listen.

So now there's only memorials and hymns
hummed close to midnight
in the minstrel absence of light
For you, who was too young to understand.

[Ray 2]

Scary enough, this came right after I posted the last one. This one, though, is inspired by the "Elephant Love Medley" in Moulin Rouge. That, and... well... hopeless romantism?


Love
Love is the fleeting breath between us
Love is the kiss that holds that breath shut
Love is what makes the world light up
Love is what makes us all for one

Love will float through our generations
Love never stops and makes us run
Love throws us a thousand miles,
Love makes us stare into the sun

Love is a fleeting glance as much as a breath,
love is deep, love is pure wealth.
Love will grow in us, work with us,
Love will always be good for health.

Love is beauty, honor, and truth,
Love will come to us, in black sky or blue.
Love will break down the walls,
Love will shine on the rose from concrete grew.

Love is all you'll ever need.
Love is all you'll ever want.
Love is color, love is light,
love from the past always haunts.

Love me and I'll love you.
Love this hand I extend out to you.
Love will carry us forever,
Love will lead and follow.

I love you.

[Ray 2]

Well. A Bryan Adams kick I'm on, now! (geez, I've gone from an OLP kick to a U2 one to a Matchbox Twenty one to a Ramones one, and now a Bryan Adams one? Damn.) And... ooh. Personal experience, although I think everyone can connect to this. I'm just having this happen right now. I feel so embarassed to admit that. Especially who it's over.

Slip You (Tiny Kiss)

I don't mean to stare --
I just can't look away at the right times
it's unbearable to try to
Your eyes remove reason and rhyme
And leave me with faith
I'm too unsure of what to be
My heart beats a million times
the second you look at me

Trust me, there's no feeling like this
Except maybe your lips
if you'll let me slip you one tiny kiss

I don't mean to clamp shut --
I just don't know how to proclaim
one thousand fifty four devotions
and keep them all arranged
I'm stuck wondering about the look;
was it a charming eye pointed at me?
Or an evil eye, bleeding contempt?
I'm so in love -- I can't really see

Maybe I should grow up --
but I'm too frightened to go that far
I've got so much holding me back
Rejection's a fear and a bleeding scar
So maybe I'll sit in the back of the room
stare at you, be quiet, never bother speaking
Because if I could, maybe that I should,
kiss your lips -- I'd know you're what I was seeking.[/b]

[christa lynn]

Very nice. Touching.

[Ray 2]

Less Than Jake + Matchbox Twenty = This.

"Let You Down"

You've known since day one
that everyyone was going to explain
and tell you what to be --
not you, never yourself, just
somebody else

But now no one will listen to your screams
and you're sticking your neck out
asking -- or screaming for help

They tried to make imperfections perfect -
a mannequin out of woman
But you've rejected it all, pushed it away
stayed silent as Chaplin's comedies
and planned the future that wouldn't be

So now you're out of a limb
sticking your body out
Not even trying to breathe

And tell me now
how could I let you down
from that ledge you're on
without my hands, and my arms...
to catch you? And hold you safe
and warm?

Everyone's trying to control you,
they want to override your soul.
But I'm here, and I'm not them
just promise me you won't give in.