Poem of the Week #12

Here's a new poem I just recently wrote, check it out:

Have I lost all standards then?
Given up my only faith?
That love is something special and
Nothing else can take its place?
Should I follow my brain instead?
Reasoning away all desire
Listening to what’s in my head
And ignore the heart’s burning fire?
So many choices I could make
They overwhelm all that I am
There’s only one path I will take
But will it mold me into a man?
My quest to cast off this ignorant shell
Has left me at these crossroads
Looking over the views I held
And all the options my life holds
Can I follow heart and ignore mind?
Or think away all passion and romance?
I guess I’ll leave reason behind
And give our love an unbiased chance.

Anthony C, "Crossroads"

A joyous one to all

Just like to say to everyone, happy Thanksgiving, I can't wait till my party tomorrow, and I hope to see you all there! Here is a poem for you.

If a butterfly flaps its wings in China today
What will its effect be here?
The beat begins to pick up
Faster and faster it travels,
It won't stop. It leaps
Into my throat never ceasing.
A trickle of water
A few drops, then suddenly
A rain of sweat pours from my face.
Feelings rush into my brain
Fear, terror, anguish, love
A melting pot of emotions
A chain reaction of events
All triggered by the thought of you.

Anthony C, "The Butterfly Effect"

Poem Of The Week #11

I need to write some new poems really badly, yet I just haven't gotten around to it...oh well, I'll do it later. Here is a poem for this week:

The emotions that course through you
They run through me seven-fold
Open your eyes and see from my view
Feel the amount of love my heart can hold
Filled to the bursting point, it’s true
There’s so much love it will explode
I’m powerless, there’s nothing I can do
And parts of me wished I hadn’t told
You how much I was in love with you
It’s a shame that truth I had to unfold
Didn’t stay inside away from you
But living a lie until I grew old?
That’s something I refuse to do
My existence would have been so cold
I’d be living a life that wasn’t true
And at the time, my actions were bold
But I couldn’t go on without telling you
For us to be together is that which I can’t mold.
There’s no plan I can devise, no course I can view
That will lead me to your heart’s stronghold
But I’m not done searching, I’m not through.
I’ll unleash my love upon your heart fifty-fold
To make you see I haven’t gotten over you
And we’ll be together till the world’s gone cold.

Anthony C, "I’ll Make You See"

Uh Oh

I think I'm running out of old poems from the AIM posts, I don't know how many more I have, but I think we are approaching the end of the segment...and that makes me sad, since I liked that segment. It fit in well with the website, sorta like tying it together...and now I don't know what to fit in. Oh well, I might not be able to do anymore poems for the site since I haven't been writing a lot recently. Anyway, here is one of the last poems from the posts, if not the last.

Morals are dead to you? Well, you’re dead to me
You have no objections to dirt and grime
You’re too filthy to care how you treat other people
You aren’t deserving of the luck you get
You aren’t deserving of the praise you receive
You aren’t deserving of the love you have
The only thing you are deserving of is a slow
And long eternity of suffering in hell.
While you’re there, why don’t you try burning?
Practice up on it, cause you don’t know what it is to burn
You don’t know the feeling of flaming hot coals in your blood stream
A fiery hot poker jabbing in your heart
Every time you see someone that you love
With an evil and inconsiderate person like you
Walk a mile in my shoes? You couldn’t walk an inch
Before the internal combustion of the machinations
Of my heart made you erupt in flames from the inside out
So next time you’re with your girl, bone up on appreciation
Instead of boning up on other things.

Anthony C, "Fuck You"

My bad

Arrrgh...I hate work. A lot. I have way too much to do tonight, and for a while, so I don't think I'm going to have a poem this week...sorry guys, but I got too much to do and too little time to do it in. Oh well, maybe next week, if I can get around to writing some poetry or something...

Oldie

Sorry, I was gone all weekend and POTW just slipped my mind...oh well, here is an oldie.

You remind me of something I once had
When I was a child. Happiness, warmth,
Liveliness. Now that's all gone
But seeing how you act, the kindness you
Show me. I feel it once again, all that I lost
Returns to me in a flurry of emotions
Passion, lust, love, hope. My heart
leaps several bounds as you call out my name,
Sit next to my quivering body. My hand trembles
as you sigh and stare into the clouds above
What do you imagine them as?
What forms do they take?
Is one of those forms me? Do you dream of me
as often as I dream of you?
You've returned love to me,
and now I wish to return the favor.

Anthony C, "Returned To Me"

Poem Of The Week #10

It's Monday again, and here is the poem for this week:

The passionate flames that dwell in my heart
Can't be put out no matter how
Much I cry on the inside
My tears of depression don't make a dent
In the fire that burns for you. Those tears
Won't quench the thirst that
The fire thrives on.
Only your love can quench it.
Even though my lungs drown in water
My heart burns on, and it will never stop.

And although you punctured
My lungs with your actions,
I'll keep on trying to breathe
How many arrows of love can one
Heart take before it bleeds beyond repair?
The life support that your face provides me
Is all that I have left to live on
And I'll never let that fade away
I throw reason into the wind
And watch its ashes blow away
As I dream of us.
I stare into the sky and all I can see is you
The breeze whispers your name
The birds serenade me of your beauty
But I don't need anyone to tell me
How lovely you are
I see it for myself everyday.

My emotions are thrown to the gutter
Like a drunken alcoholic
Well, what can I say?
You make me feel intoxicated.
I drink on your beauty and lose
Myself and my pain in it.
Don't force me on a binge,
Don’t leave me here all alone
There is no AA for hopeless romantics.

Anthony C, "Thirsty For Love"

OK, so it's a little corny, and weird, but I still like it.

This is just a tribute

On tuesday, Halo 2 comes out, so i decided that in honor of that game, the retro POTW for this week has to be special...and this is the best poem I have of the Master Chief, so here it is:

Entwined in a cosmic battle
Against his religious foe,
He will rise the ranks of armies
And become our greatest hero.
Clutching on two autos,
One semi in each hand
He rains fire upon his enemies
And drives them off his land.
His elite fighting prowess
Will shine throughout the fight
The Master Chief returns,
Blood will be spilled this night!

Anthony C, "Ode To The Second Coming"

I am such a loser...at least I didn't have it on reserve since March 2003, like some people I know here do...creepy shit man, creepy shit.

Poem Of The Week #9

Ah, once again, Poem of the Week. Is it me or this site starting to get boring? I need to spice it up somehow, but, how should I? Hmmm...any suggestions would be appreciated. Anyway, here is it:

Love is so random, I just can’t predict it
I guess that’s why looks don’t matter
You look plain to the world, but not to me
That’s cause I don’t stop looking when I see your body
I continue past it, I see your personality
It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen
Nothing else in the world is so lovely
It doesn’t matter to me what you look like
I don’t care what other people say about your appearance
It’s when they insult your personality that I get pissed
Ogres insulting a Goddess’s visage would be struck down
Yet you have not slain them yet, you’re too kind to kill
But not kind enough to love.
Why keep your heart locked up?
You could at least show me the key
Here, I wear my heart on my sleeve
Stuck out there it’s exposed to the air
I know I should be more careful with it,
But the fact that you could see how much I care
By leaving my heart out there lets me weather the pain
I push aside the agony of the scrapes and bruises
Just so you can see the love I have for you
It’s so fragile, it needs a place to stay safe
I know it could stay safe with you
Take my heart, I devote it to you anyway
Keep it safe with yours. Just open up
Your heart’s hiding place and let me in.

Anthony C, "Open Up To Me"

One week left...until...you know what...bitches...