Lost In Translation - Poem"Lost In Translation"Lost In Translation - Poem by ~thepoetsrecyclingbin
By Harrison Taylor
07/30/12
The creaks and corners of my walls don't cry anymore
Somewhere along the way, they got quiet and scared of me
Without a cloud in the sky, the rain finally begins to pour
But even the man in the mirror has lost all sympathy
So I turn to the windows, away from the wall
And lose my mind for a night, forget about it all
I climb out the side and feel that summer warm breeze
And stargaze, wishing one would fall on me
I don't need drugs to get high, I can just stand still
And let my mind be its very own pill
Brings me up to the sky, brings me down to the earth
Forever free fallin' in he
The Hearing- A Play (Rough Draft)THE HEARINGThe Hearing- A Play (Rough Draft) by ~thepoetsrecyclingbin
BY HARRISON TAYLOR
-Roger Williamson
-Peter
-Grace
-Mr. Freeman
-The High Council of Eden (Consisting of 5 Males)
-Adam Brown
-Bethany Brown
-Mary Brown
-Johnny Brown
-Christopher Daniels
-Paul Stevens
-Judy Smith
-Mr. Simmons
-Mr. Gray
-Ensemble of 4 Tougher Males
SCENE: Lights go on what seems to be a jail cell. A man sits on a metal bench in the center, handcuffed to the bench. The man is staring off into space…perhaps in deep thought, but then again there is no hint of emotion on his face, so it can't be told what exactly he's doing.
(We hear a loud "clang" that breaks the silence, while the man sits
Falling Asleep at the Wheel of Misfortune (Final)Falling Asleep at the Wheel of MisfortuneFalling Asleep at the Wheel of Misfortune (Final) by ~thepoetsrecyclingbin
By Harrison Taylor
Our passion is a mountain and your love is a hill
We're those kids who get cheap thrills from expensive pills
My hands are still damp from wiping your tears
Letting them dry is one of my biggest fears
And I know you're crying tonight
Letting his shit get to you, that boy with hazel eyes
Now let's get together and sing that out of tune song
Treasure the last moment we'll be creative, different, and young
My world becomes cold when we're not together
And now, I'm afraid, this winter may last forever
But I think I took your love at an unhealthy portion
Because I'm falling
The Last of My Sorrows"The Last of My Sorrows"The Last of My Sorrows by ~thepoetsrecyclingbin
By Harrison Taylor
Dated: 01-04-12
The last of my sorrows do not bleed like the rest
They do not save me from time's end
And the last of my troubles are not the worst of them
They are but a speck on the molecule of my self-destruction
And the last of my love is not the fullest
Instead it is the least my heart has ever felt
Even my lust has left me behind, finding other ventures elsewhere
You do not excite me the way you used to
But, perhaps, when I am tired, alone, and my heart is gasping for air…
I'll be able to breathe again
For somewhere in this atmosphere of misery
There's bound to be oxygen
| I write all sorts of things...plays, manuscripts, poetry, songs (unless you count them as the same thing), novels, and even short stories. I really enjoy constructive criticism and would LOVE IT if you read even just one of my works. Enjoy! |
the best for youits been fourty five daysthe best for you by *someoneoneday
since i became
your memory
and id like to just say
i hope that your safe
and your happy
i hope that you find love
and make it out alive
i hope you come out above
all the shit in your life
i hope your dreams come true
and everything
i wish the best for you
that you never hurt again
its been fourty five days
since i became
your memory
and id like to say
i hope that your safe
and your happy
i hope that you dont think
this was at all your fault
i hope that you believe
that i gave you my all
i hope your dreams come true
and everything
i wish the best for you
that you never hurt again
and i will
Fishy CakeGive me penFishy Cake by ~WeBlameYou
give me paper
I'll scratch down
how to survive her
but you can't believe
that the thoughts in my head
Come out in order
It's gonna be chaos instead
EducationDo you realize you're killing them?Education by ~The-Willow-Gray
They had a thought, you snuffed it out
As quick as ever
With that brass metal cap of yours
choking flames dancing over wax
of a white colour.
A thought, a blaze
to consume the conventional
to better a life
by clearing spotless
a dying forest of overused
cliches and tired methods
which elicit no satisfying results
henceforth.
But they are the product of a mind
Who has learned everything,
and will not take wisdom from his students
for fear that they are better
in everything that they do
So they must be wrong.
No, a product of an environment
suffocated by brush and bramble,
Thorns of
To Overcome, That Is Our Greatest GiftThere is this thing, and you can't seem to stop it.To Overcome, That Is Our Greatest Gift by ~gear-bound-deamon
We call it Hate. It is born out of ignorance, nursed in misunderstanding, and raised by bigotry.
There is no way to kill it. We have tried bullets, knives, baseball bats, poison. Our disdain for it seems to help it grow in fact. And it keeps on living it's blasphemous existence.
Then we found something peculiar about this entity.
Traveling through a sunny park one day, it came across two beings very deeply in love. It stopped-- for the love of the Trinity, it actually stopped! --and stared at these two for quite some time.
They were too busy lost in one another to notice this darkness s
thanks a lot for your support...like I said on another thread, I've been away from awhile and unable to do things such as use the internet or write, but in the future it will be different! It means a lot to even have just a few people like and actually READ your work...most folks either say they're too busy or just skim over the parts that rhyme. 
This is how we will support eachother here
Thnak you 
