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Re: Flapjack's Poetry Corner

Postby Flapjack » Thu Nov 21, 2013 4:04 am

I'm a bloodsucking faggot.
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Re: Flapjack's Poetry Corner

Postby Flapjack » Thu Apr 17, 2014 11:07 pm

I can't write poetry anymore. I think it's time I just give it up. All it's done is humiliate me.
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Re: Flapjack's Poetry Corner

Postby minderbinder » Sat Apr 19, 2014 3:07 pm

been writing the long and bright how humilitating oneself with art you don't give a fuck about is like standing in front of an audience starting to cut your fingers off, i like jokes of that sort and it's an art form by itself, but that's humiliating, too, because the forum logged me out while i was writing and i don't want to cut off my balls in front of an audience a second time this evening. maybe again tomorrow.

just wanted to say, don't take it to serious. art for one, shit for the other, who cares? and some of your poems where pretty funny.
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Re: Flapjack's Poetry Corner

Postby Flapjack » Fri Jun 19, 2015 1:03 am

Here's a dumb song I'm working on. I'm just posting it here to organize my thoughts.

O, baby, I'm falling in love without you.
O, God, please, tell me it's not the truth.
O, baby, I don't know what I should do ...
with or without you.

I give her money... for her time.
O, I'd do anything to make you mine.
I pay the price; O, I sell my soul ...
for someone I don't know.

O, baby, I can feel it ache in my head.
O, God, I'm going crazy in a bad way.
O, baby, I can't believe a word you say ...
but I still hope you'll save me.

O, God, I'm falling in love without you.
O, baby, please, tell me it's not the truth.
O, God, I don't know what I should do ...
with or without you.

I want you so badly I can't escape.
O, God, I'm going crazy in a bad way.
O, baby, I don't know what I should say ...
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Re: Flapjack's Poetry Corner

Postby Flapjack » Sun Jul 05, 2015 6:14 pm

I've been making these pop-like songs, and they're a lot of fun and sound better than some of the a little too serious stuff I've tried in the past.

Baby, I've been looking at you.
Even though I feel like ... I ain't suppose to.
I know what's right, but I'm doing wrong.
I'm watching you, baby, and I ain't the only one.

I'm watching you, baby, and I ain't the only one.
I'm watching you, baby, and I ain't the only one.

I see your face. I see your body.
In a lonely place, don't wanna get started.
I see your eyes, the wind through your hair,
in a lonely place, they turn to me and they say,

... Baby, I see you looking at me,
Even though I feel like you ain't suppose to be.
I know what's right, and you're doing wrong.
You're watching me, baby, but you ain't the only one.

You're watching me, baby, but you ain't the only one.
You're watching me, baby, but you ain't the only one.

How did I end up here, so far away?
From anything clear, from anything that calms me.
I see your face, the wind through your hair,
in a lonely place, someone else stands there

... I see you looking at me.
Even though I feel like we weren't suppose to meet.
You know what's right, and you're doing wrong.
So, I've been watching you, lately, but you ain't the only one.

I've been watching you, lately, but you ain't the only one.
I've been watching you, lately, but you ain't the only one.

I've done my crime, done my fair share.
Too many times, and my mistakes lead me here.
But I just want to be ... with you next to me,
in a lonely place ... O, God, what've I done today?
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Re: Flapjack's Poetry Corner

Postby Flapjack » Fri Sep 09, 2016 1:39 pm

I dont even write poetry anymore. These werent poems, though. They were songs.
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Re: Flapjack's Poetry Corner

Postby teeko » Mon Sep 12, 2016 7:23 am

Damn scientific calculators always meddling.
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All truths are circumstantial.
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