Poetry Thread: Athiest/Agnostic themed poetry welcome!

[Emmanuela]

Quote:

Prove to the blind
What color the sky is
Prove to the deaf
What sound a tolling bell makes
Prove to me that there is a god
Prove to the rose there is a sky

Wow, I really like it! This quote reminds me of an argument I had with my second cousin. She takes notes at university lectures for deaf students, and we were having this argument about how I was saying that 'I don't see why they bother testing us on how light is faster then sound, as it's obvious'. I brought the argument to thunder and lightening, and how it's obvious that light is faster then sound, so she said 'Ah, but what is thunder to a deaf person?'. I was kind of stumped... Yeah, that rambled a bit...

Anyway, I'm not much of a poet, I mean, I've done a few, but they're fairly awful... I really like yours though... Yeah, very good... Well done^_^  

[caustic 0_0]

More people should post things. I haven't written anything lately.

Did you know that you can publish books on Cafepress? :0 (I obviously don't go on Cafepress hardly ever. xD) Not entirely related to the topic, but amusing anyways.  

[Reichkovich]

A very poor try at writing lyrics:

Inspiring doubt in the faithful.
Bringing reason to the hateful.
I'm the only man who ain't full
of the lies they use to fool you.
To subject your mind, to rule you
from a kingdom in the sky that ain't true
and before long it'll be you...
Renouncing the God that you once knew.

So let these words I speak unto you
seep through the cracks religion leaves you.

And then I wrote this as an ending... But it doesn't really fit with what I have:

All in all what has it given you?
Another reason to continue?

 

[Sanguvixen]

Reichkovich

A very poor try at writing lyrics:

Inspiring doubt in the faithful.
Bringing reason to the hateful.
I'm the only man who ain't full
of the lies they use to fool you.
To subject your mind, to rule you
from a kingdom in the sky that ain't true
and before long it'll be you...
Renouncing the God that you once knew.

So let these words I speak unto you
seep through the cracks religion leaves you.

And then I wrote this as an ending... But it doesn't really fit with what I have:

All in all what has it given you?
Another reason to continue?

Hmmm....I like it. You could add more length though.

You are right that those two lines don't match with the rest.

 

[caustic 0_0]

Sanguvixen

Reichkovich

A very poor try at writing lyrics:

Inspiring doubt in the faithful.
Bringing reason to the hateful.
I'm the only man who ain't full
of the lies they use to fool you.
To subject your mind, to rule you
from a kingdom in the sky that ain't true
and before long it'll be you...
Renouncing the God that you once knew.

So let these words I speak unto you
seep through the cracks religion leaves you.

And then I wrote this as an ending... But it doesn't really fit with what I have:

All in all what has it given you?
Another reason to continue?

Hmmm....I like it. You could add more length though.

You are right that those two lines don't match with the rest.

It's a good start. 3nodding

Oh, I know it's really much too long and hasn't been worked on in the last month nearly, but it's interesting. It's the info I've written up for an idea of mine called Deadwood- post in journal  

[Sanguvixen]

It has been a while since I dabbled any words on paper. Anyway, here is something I wrote that might interest you all.

To make a God

Primitive in mind
Gazing into the open sky
Watching it sail slowly
A blinding, shimmering orange sphere
Imagination
Tagged on golden, winged horses
Attached a chariot to the animals
Placed a god at the reins
Lack of understanding
Charged the chariot wielding god
With the rising and falling
Of the orange sphere
All it takes to make a god
Is imagination, lack of understanding
and a huge lack of knowledge
Who knew? That a globe could inspire
A chariot wielding god, and winged horses
Or that religion could still exist
Despite the logical and technological advancement
Our mass of knowledge, and yet
Some will still believe in gods
Horses don't normally fly
Logic says they can't
Faith says they can
You just can't see them
Pulling the god driven chariot
I guess the sun isn't the only thing
That renders blindness
Religion and Faith
Cause blindness too
Horses don't have wings to fly
I can see that, but what about you?

 

[Lethkhar]

If you want to hear a good album on atheism, I would seriously recommend Good News for People Who Like Bad News by Modest Mouse. It's really good.

Modest Mouse

Bukowski

Woke up this morning and it seemed to me,
that every night turns out to be
A little more like Bukowski.
And yeah, I know he's a pretty good read.
But God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an a*****e?
God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an a*****e?

Well we sat on the edge of the river,
the crowd screamed, "Sacrifice the liver!"
If God takes life, he's an Indian giver.
So tell me now why, you'll tell me never.
Who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?
Well who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?

Well see what you wanna see. You should see it all.
Well take what you want from me. You deserve it all.
Nine times out of ten our hearts just get dissolved.
Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall.

But one time out of ten, everything is perfect for us all.
Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall.

Here we go!

If God controls the land and disease,
keeps a watchful eye on me,
If he's really so damn mighty,
my problem is I can't see,
well who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?
Well who would wanna be?
Who would wanna be such a control freak?

Evil home stereo, what good songs do you know?
Evil me, oh yeah I know, what good curves can you throw?

Well all that icing and all that cake,
I can't make it to your wedding, but I'm sure I'll be at your
wake.
You were talk, talk, talk, talkin' in circles that day,
when you get to the point make sure that I'm still awake, OK?

Went to bed and didn't see
why every day turns out to be
a little bit more like Bukowski.
And yeah, I know he's a pretty good read.
But God who'd wanna be?
God who'd wanna be such an a*****e?

 

[Sanguvixen]

Nice lyrics.

Forgive my ignorance...what does Bukowski stand for?

 

[Tenth Speed Writer]

I don't know exactly what to name this one...

Quote:

Cannon.

Manned by the bravest, boldest.

Large, loud, powerful.

It faces the fort from which it has been spawned.



Ranks.

Dozens of lines of men march bravely toward their goal.

Bold, unwavering, merciless.

They seek to fight this cannon, and know they will survive.



Powder.

Clouds black as night float about as the ballistic monster is readied,

Lethal, proud, rightous.

The butt pointed clear and straight toward the foe.





Ignition

The round flies like Thor's hammer, and the fort is stuck.

Rubble, flame, ruin.

They cheer as their mother falls, and spit joyful, lamentless words of pride to those who fell them.

 

[Lethkhar]

Sanguvixen

Nice lyrics.

Forgive my ignorance...what does Bukowski stand for?

Bukowski was an author. His writing was known to be straightforward. It was generally full of sex, drugs, violence, and gambling. It always starred some slobbish, dirty guy who never commits himself and just goes around doing stuff. Sort of like Catcher in the Rye, but with much more mature content.  

[Dathu]

"Meh": 1.0

I can not see your true shape:

this glowing piece of paper.

Your potential power could engulf me whole

and yet you bow to my breath.

You bring me color and sight

you bleed before me

and when you've bleed your last drop

you will leave me.

Where you once were you'll never be again.

Is this fate?

My dear candle of light,

help me see your life.  

[Sanguvixen]

addseale2

I don't know exactly what to name this one...

Quote:

Cannon.

Manned by the bravest, boldest.

Large, loud, powerful.

It faces the fort from which it has been spawned.



Ranks.

Dozens of lines of men march bravely toward their goal.

Bold, unwavering, merciless.

They seek to fight this cannon, and know they will survive.



Powder.

Clouds black as night float about as the ballistic monster is readied,

Lethal, proud, rightous.

The butt pointed clear and straight toward the foe.





Ignition

The round flies like Thor's hammer, and the fort is stuck.

Rubble, flame, ruin.

They cheer as their mother falls, and spit joyful, lamentless words of pride to those who fell them.

Thats neat....where did you get that? Did you write it?

 

[Sanguvixen]

Dathu

"Meh": 1.0

I can not see your true shape:

this glowing piece of paper.

Your potential power could engulf me whole

and yet you bow to my breath.

You bring me color and sight

you bleed before me

and when you've bleed your last drop

you will leave me.

Where you once were you'll never be again.

Is this fate?

My dear candle of light,

help me see your life.

That reminds of an Ode...somewhat.

Fire is a fascinating thing...I like the poem. I don't know what to say other than that.

 

[Tenth Speed Writer]

Sanguvixen

addseale2

I don't know exactly what to name this one...

Quote:

Cannon.

Manned by the bravest, boldest.

Large, loud, powerful.

It faces the fort from which it has been spawned.



Ranks.

Dozens of lines of men march bravely toward their goal.

Bold, unwavering, merciless.

They seek to fight this cannon, and know they will survive.



Powder.

Clouds black as night float about as the ballistic monster is readied,

Lethal, proud, rightous.

The butt pointed clear and straight toward the foe.





Ignition

The round flies like Thor's hammer, and the fort is stuck.

Rubble, flame, ruin.

They cheer as their mother falls, and spit joyful, lamentless words of pride to those who fell them.

Thats neat....where did you get that? Did you write it?

Yup. I scribbled it down during computer science class.

I think the basis for it is my current Rise of Legends addiction. O.o

*shrug*


Anyways, what would you reccomend for a name?  

[Sanguvixen]

addseale2

Sanguvixen

addseale2

I don't know exactly what to name this one...

Quote:

Cannon.

Manned by the bravest, boldest.

Large, loud, powerful.

It faces the fort from which it has been spawned.



Ranks.

Dozens of lines of men march bravely toward their goal.

Bold, unwavering, merciless.

They seek to fight this cannon, and know they will survive.



Powder.

Clouds black as night float about as the ballistic monster is readied,

Lethal, proud, rightous.

The butt pointed clear and straight toward the foe.





Ignition

The round flies like Thor's hammer, and the fort is stuck.

Rubble, flame, ruin.

They cheer as their mother falls, and spit joyful, lamentless words of pride to those who fell them.

Thats neat....where did you get that? Did you write it?

Yup. I scribbled it down during computer science class.

I think the basis for it is my current Rise of Legends addiction. O.o

*shrug*


Anyways, what would you reccomend for a name?

How about "Loss and Gain" or "The Soldier's March"?

Did anyone read the poem I put in here a while back. The one labeled "To make a God?"

I'm still looking for comments about it. It should be on this page.