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The Writing Thread

Discussion in 'Art & Design' started by 8onus, Apr 14, 2005.

  1. 8onus

    8onus Banned

    Joined: Apr 18, 2004 Messages: 1,052 Likes Received: 1
    i figured this belonged here. it is an art form as well.

    interested to see what people got, i will post some stuff later.
    so dig up that rusty ol' hard drive and start posting!

    Oh yeah PS:If you have your whole fucking auto biography or some great novel...POST A DAMN LINK. many of us would love to read it, but not love to have to hit "page down" for 2 days to see the next post.
  2. Fakeisnomore

    Fakeisnomore New Jack

    Joined: Jun 24, 2004 Messages: 27 Likes Received: 0

    Womans soothing breast

    Bright colorful rose

    Sweet waterfront flowers

    Exubrant painted rainbows

    Sunday morning dew

    Peaceful nude pose

    Calm mountain snow

    Lighthearted majestic photos

    Family friends laughter

    Tranquil romancing lovers

    Sexy innocent sunrise

    heavenly somber actors

  3. Fakeisnomore

    Fakeisnomore New Jack

    Joined: Jun 24, 2004 Messages: 27 Likes Received: 0
    ya my poem is kinda homo but its kinda kool..........i had to write it for skool
  4. ledzep

    ledzep Junior Member

    Joined: Feb 21, 2002 Messages: 146 Likes Received: 1
    Can you smell what Armenhammer is cooking?
    That is because it is odourless.
  5. carlojensen

    carlojensen Junior Member

    Joined: Oct 12, 2004 Messages: 134 Likes Received: 0
    i think everyone is too pussy to post shit in here

    including me
  6. tré

    tré New Jack

    Joined: Nov 30, 2004 Messages: 25 Likes Received: 0
    The pointed tip which my hand controls slowly comes into contact with the perpendicular plane I have made into my canvas. Due to the laws of physics and the government of art the graphite is transfered from pencil to paper, the idea transfered from mind to body. I can almost feel these sparks within my head igniting the blaze which causes my hand to trace the invisible outline of the masterpiece I envision. These neurons travel at breakneck speed from mind to hand, hand to mind, back and forth and forth and back for minutes upon seconds, pushing and filling and creating this, my drawing...My eyes squint, beads of sweat drip down my forehead as I continue this lengthy process. I begin to calm as I reach a state of near perfection, almost as perfect as this which has been transferred onto my paper, and my eyes open wide to take back in what I just put out. Some lines straight while others curved, some darker yet also thinner, every single one meets at an individual point of exactness. Twice as fast as the drawing crept from my pencil onto paper a smile creeps upon my face as a sense of accomplishment creeps over my emotions as I once again pick up my utensil of choice. I choose a spot to place my name given to me, right next to the name I've given myself, marking the completion of this, my drawing.
  7. do the bart man

    do the bart man New Jack

    Joined: Oct 18, 2004 Messages: 1 Likes Received: 0
    do u remember when last week i said it was gunna happen.
    but you didnt believe me so i just left you clappin.
    you enjoyed it so much ,but you still couldnt keep me
    i had to go because deep down inside i knew you just wanted to defeat me.
    you put on some kind of act because you knew you couldnt push me
    and once i was gone ,only then did you truly know that you would miss me
    i told you a few lies ,but in the end i set you straight. because the way that you would talk just made you look like a fake.
    and when judgement came you didnt show your face ,
    so the only reasonable explanation was that you must of been a snake.
    only in my eyes did i ever see it truly,because the thing i behold in my eye is creation and evolution in the form of pure beauty.
  8. NeCrOpHeLiAc

    NeCrOpHeLiAc Elite Member

    Joined: Aug 30, 2004 Messages: 3,698 Likes Received: 24
  9. CINOS

    CINOS New Jack

    Joined: Jan 13, 2011 Messages: 15 Likes Received: 3
    Take it back
    Take it all back now
    We want this more than anything
    But even more to break it apart.
    The taste of your lips still linger in my mouth
    The graze of your touch keeps me wanting more
    I take a look back and I look into your eyes
    They burn so invidiously.
    Your affectionate words form clouds of condensation
    As they pour into my heart, filling it with love.
    Complication may affect the forthcoming situations
    Will the fear of flying stop this pain from coming?
    Will the discussion of consequence allow your mind to have second thoughts?
    Will the arms of comfort catch you from falling this time?
    We must break through the seams of the unknown and discover
    We may reveal feelings under roofs of concealed places.
    The movements of secularity ease my soul of what lays within its peripheries.
    Only God knows what will happen this time.
    Should I ignore the signs and follow the lies,
    Or is the other way around the truth that beholds the smile.
    A part of me yearns for hope; the other finally releases the bond that’s already been broken.
    Is there such thing as mending a broken heart with a deeper wound?
    Will forgiveness wipe clean the mess we can’t take back?
    These arguments we face claim how we feel
    The negotiation comes through and we settle on originality.
    Your last breathe contains thoughts of the time that passes us
    We’re one step closer that brings us two steps back
    You’re catching on to the envious disease that comes naturally to us.
    You won’t let go of mistakes I have grown from
    Stop letting the eager temptation arouse your mind, interacting with the fake tempo.
    We are together, and have formed one; the ship we sail will bring new horizons.
    If we can just forget about each quality we lack, we’ll be able to focus on our beauty
    The space between our fingers have already enclosed, so close we won’t let go.
    Your smile is contagious, remarkable to say.
    Late nights relaxed in front seats, embracing the mixture of highs and lows from your car.
    Your hand against my face causes warm sensations.
    Exposing ourselves, like we’ve never been so comfortable.
    I want just one day to pass, without any arguments.
    This fantasy is just a dream..
  10. OhMyGosh!

    OhMyGosh! Member

    Joined: Apr 3, 2009 Messages: 399 Likes Received: 34
  11. SMdoubleXL

    SMdoubleXL Veteran Member

    Joined: Sep 30, 2008 Messages: 5,493 Likes Received: 366
    most of my stuff is x rated..or close to it.
    will have to think about this.
  12. EastSwaggings

    EastSwaggings Member

    Joined: Feb 10, 2011 Messages: 401 Likes Received: 18

    in there lay a short story entitled "the virulent being and her broken home". tell me what you guys think via PM you have an open mind and a pocket full of time.
  13. japillahan

    japillahan Senior Member

    Joined: May 5, 2003 Messages: 1,308 Likes Received: 69
    I've been working on a book for about two or three years now. I have about three notebooks full of scattered note, quippets and whatnots. Now I'm working on compiling them into a semi-coherent thing.
  14. Cool_Hand

    Cool_Hand Elite Member

    Joined: Jul 23, 2010 Messages: 3,030 Likes Received: 219
    In a small gally deep in the hull of a vessel the dethroned king waited patiently for the crew to yell. The latter mentioned had made all the mistakes in life but yet none so dire as to sink a ship. The best was last so they say and the first shall follow that last drop. All the others don't matter in times of the heart when the blood is boiled off and cream has come apart.

    50 times more the clock will chime when the clock has turned it's hands for you that very last time. All the other words are done and the air is thin but alas left alone for him. The mountains climb from nothing at all which is why the vast length of space is all the more separated, but not to be forgotten. You could sit there all day and decided that one is greater than the other but the other can never be greater than the one you have left.

    Blah blah blah
    SMdoubleXL likes this.
  15. SMdoubleXL

    SMdoubleXL Veteran Member

    Joined: Sep 30, 2008 Messages: 5,493 Likes Received: 366
    i had to read that a few times..but i dig it.
    im sure we all try to interpret it differently.
    i like the last line.