Post by AllenSmithee on Nov 28, 2008 1:46:14 GMT -5
"Shadow of a Giant man"
Wander,
in your sorrow
an empty wasteland.
Fight your giants
and let the darkness
take you, all of you
So you can save her.
So she can save you.
By: Joshua Bateman
"You be my scribe:"
If radical justice
was made of chocolate and cream
then there would be enough
to fill the whole world
over and over again.
By: Samuel & Joshua Bateman
"Nifty New Book (Come to me!)"
By: Samuel Bateman
Flipping through my pages, night
I shake you out of it, your fright
My lettering so pretty, a sight
My pages bounded, very tight
Truth within my text, you see the light
Always new, never trite
Hook line and sinker, I knew you'd bite
Common speech, not uptight
Your favourite author, or bookwright
(Or rather potential favourite author, internal firefight)
Come on say it, you love me outright!
"The Riddle"
By Sexy Sammy B
Round Times Two
Emits Waste
“True Love”
Love cannot fill an infinite space
Because that’s absurd
So it can’t
If it can’t than it couldn’t
If it couldn’t than it didn’t
If it didn’t than it wouldn’t
And if it wouldn’t than it won’t.
-SG
“The 4th survivor”
It fades from black
I don’t know where I am
but the smell of putrid flesh
consumes my nostrils
Even with my mask
Which claims to filter the air
I can smell the rank rotten
refuse of human life
My vision is clear again
the area is a dull green
a sewer, at least the smell makes sense
That’s right we attacked Dr. Birkin
it was mad, a fury of flashes
flesh flew from the Doctor
we even saw what the sample could do
I would say it’s lucky
but many good friends were lost
each and every one for Umbrella
I’m still here though
bruised beaten, barely able
to move my broken body
but I’m still here
so is the sample
fits in my pocket
it is so small yet
it cast my world into havoc
My watch still works
it just clicked twenty minutes to evac
Get to the Chopper!
My joints have unlocked
free again to move
to escape the galgous torment
of the poisonous fumes
so committed to sickening me
Navigating the narrow passages
is noxious on it’s own
the repeated pattern of rust,
repeating again and again
the repetition is overwhelming
As I slow I can take no solace
in the sight of humans
They spot me and I take flight
followed; they are after one thing: me
Adrenaline surges through my veins
allowing my tired body
access to speed and strength
unknown to me before
Instinct is the only friend I have left
helping me to make hard decisions
lending a hand in times of need
The scenery has rapidly changed
but the situation hasn’t
their is no improvement
with little chance of survival
Gripping the catalyst
of this cataclysm cautiously
assuring myself of victory
and the payment to come
The smell of death has followed me
even in this place of protection
the police station
poisoned by the pious virus
My pursuers still track me
all I can do is run, because
even with the skill
I don’t have the means
The sound of snapping necks
still, with the shaking
of my guilty hands,
Singe blame into my conscience
Not that I can hear it any more
I am deaf with the
150-decibel pounding
of blood in my ear
Getting through the hoards
as they crowd around
trying to kill me
increasing in difficulty
Vision is red and covered in haze
creating mirages of death
in safe halls
no senses to keep me safe
Touch had left me for sweat
and the feeling of my gloves
Even taste has betrayed me
vomit stinging and lurking in my mouth
Despite all the adversity
I made it to the roof
to the sound of rotor blades
singing in the air
Now I can enter the safety of the sky
where I am no longer a target
of the greedy single minded
and only wealth awaits
I’ll take off my mask and gloves
to regain the senses I lost
but nothing else I lost
and I lost it all for Umbrella
So I sit to think
of everything I lost
and close my tired eyes
It fades to black.
By: Joshua Bateman
_______________
I personally really like poetry. Share yours and comment away. Song lyrics you/your pals wrote is dandy as well.
Wander,
in your sorrow
an empty wasteland.
Fight your giants
and let the darkness
take you, all of you
So you can save her.
So she can save you.
By: Joshua Bateman
"You be my scribe:"
If radical justice
was made of chocolate and cream
then there would be enough
to fill the whole world
over and over again.
By: Samuel & Joshua Bateman
"Nifty New Book (Come to me!)"
By: Samuel Bateman
Flipping through my pages, night
I shake you out of it, your fright
My lettering so pretty, a sight
My pages bounded, very tight
Truth within my text, you see the light
Always new, never trite
Hook line and sinker, I knew you'd bite
Common speech, not uptight
Your favourite author, or bookwright
(Or rather potential favourite author, internal firefight)
Come on say it, you love me outright!
"The Riddle"
By Sexy Sammy B
Round Times Two
Emits Waste
“True Love”
Love cannot fill an infinite space
Because that’s absurd
So it can’t
If it can’t than it couldn’t
If it couldn’t than it didn’t
If it didn’t than it wouldn’t
And if it wouldn’t than it won’t.
-SG
“The 4th survivor”
It fades from black
I don’t know where I am
but the smell of putrid flesh
consumes my nostrils
Even with my mask
Which claims to filter the air
I can smell the rank rotten
refuse of human life
My vision is clear again
the area is a dull green
a sewer, at least the smell makes sense
That’s right we attacked Dr. Birkin
it was mad, a fury of flashes
flesh flew from the Doctor
we even saw what the sample could do
I would say it’s lucky
but many good friends were lost
each and every one for Umbrella
I’m still here though
bruised beaten, barely able
to move my broken body
but I’m still here
so is the sample
fits in my pocket
it is so small yet
it cast my world into havoc
My watch still works
it just clicked twenty minutes to evac
Get to the Chopper!
My joints have unlocked
free again to move
to escape the galgous torment
of the poisonous fumes
so committed to sickening me
Navigating the narrow passages
is noxious on it’s own
the repeated pattern of rust,
repeating again and again
the repetition is overwhelming
As I slow I can take no solace
in the sight of humans
They spot me and I take flight
followed; they are after one thing: me
Adrenaline surges through my veins
allowing my tired body
access to speed and strength
unknown to me before
Instinct is the only friend I have left
helping me to make hard decisions
lending a hand in times of need
The scenery has rapidly changed
but the situation hasn’t
their is no improvement
with little chance of survival
Gripping the catalyst
of this cataclysm cautiously
assuring myself of victory
and the payment to come
The smell of death has followed me
even in this place of protection
the police station
poisoned by the pious virus
My pursuers still track me
all I can do is run, because
even with the skill
I don’t have the means
The sound of snapping necks
still, with the shaking
of my guilty hands,
Singe blame into my conscience
Not that I can hear it any more
I am deaf with the
150-decibel pounding
of blood in my ear
Getting through the hoards
as they crowd around
trying to kill me
increasing in difficulty
Vision is red and covered in haze
creating mirages of death
in safe halls
no senses to keep me safe
Touch had left me for sweat
and the feeling of my gloves
Even taste has betrayed me
vomit stinging and lurking in my mouth
Despite all the adversity
I made it to the roof
to the sound of rotor blades
singing in the air
Now I can enter the safety of the sky
where I am no longer a target
of the greedy single minded
and only wealth awaits
I’ll take off my mask and gloves
to regain the senses I lost
but nothing else I lost
and I lost it all for Umbrella
So I sit to think
of everything I lost
and close my tired eyes
It fades to black.
By: Joshua Bateman
_______________
I personally really like poetry. Share yours and comment away. Song lyrics you/your pals wrote is dandy as well.
