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17-10-2003 10:44

fruity

12,214 posts

hey everybody. it seems like the army has some kind of a tendency 2 inspire me 2 write. so here I'm gonaa share wit u some of the things I wrote there during the last 2 weeks. I didn't manage 2 bring all of the stuff wit me yesterday when I came back, therefore I'll add them next week (btw- I'm finishing my course on a week and 2 days {but who's counting? lol} and I'm gonna b here on an every-day basis again. c this as an official warning.) so here they r! (don't shoot me)

A tender breath,
although it's last.
A softened smile,
just for a while.
That sweet-heared tone,
before there's none.
Quick blink of eye,
and then
she dies
so beautiful and so divine,
just like she was afore months-nine.
A kiss from God,
a drop of blood,
a new-born child,
and mother's
gone.

this one has a special meaning 4 me, and if any of u would get it, then my purpose is fulfilled-

You were my eyes.
You were my soul.
You were my heart.
You were my whole.
No hands to hold.
No mouth to speak.
Just two strong legs
and wish to seek
the hidden eyes,
the hidden soul,
the hidden heart
that kept it all,
the hands that held,
the mouth that talked,
but all that's found
are legs
that walked
the endless way
into nowhere,
since all I had
was lie to bear.

and this one I wrote just two days ago-

You make me cry
into the night.
I feel ashamed,
I want to fight,
don't cry no more,
make these tears stop,
can't take it, no,
I had enough.
You cause me pain,
I don't know why,
yet what I feel
is need to cry.
The words can hurt
although they're nice,
unless they're meaningful,
they're lies.
So stop it, please,
I beg of you,
can't take in ease
those things you do.
You're cruel,
yet soft,
and clueless too,
don't know what you
still put me through.
How can those
honey lips of yours
fill-up my heart
with all them sores?

Look straight in my
weeping eyes
and tell me-
are you willing to sacrifice?

tht would b it 4 now. I'll b glad 2 c wht u think of them- and the most important thing- b honest!

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24-01-2005 18:03 vandy
9,642 posts	eyebrows raise you know what? I think that is really, really good.
25-01-2005 17:43 Dekar
36,178 posts	puts out his cigarrette and takes a sip from his double-latte Splendiferous.
14-02-2005 01:27 JayMay321232
217 posts	Love the poems!
15-02-2005 11:46 neamior
1 posts	wooooow you're GOOOOD, love the poems! keep 'em coming
18-02-2005 22:29 fruity
12,214 posts	but I thought that you were gone. at nights I think I can still hear that song you used to hum at nights to me. like a soft sound of a piano combined with some beat and violin. I close my eyes and bleed a sea of thoughts of you of who you were and what you said. I thought you were gone but could never be sure. wrap a velvet ribbon of feelings that are immortal and the sand clock turns over. I thought you were gone, but you're not. as long as there's sun to rise and dirt in that clock you'll be right here burning in the flames of my hate. I'll never forget. what you did.
23-02-2005 05:35 acoustic_soul
22 posts	i love your poems. i love to write poetry, i havn't for a while, been slakin. but i deffinetly love it and need to start writing more. reading everyone elses poems are so inspirational!
07-03-2005 17:37 fruity
12,214 posts	lol I hope I won't get banned for that hehe.. anyways, you know ME and there's no way in the world I could write erotica.. enjoy lately you've been kissing me in the strangest ways. your lips move, but your eyes wander and your mind's abstracted. as I breath and moan and shout, you remain silent, still, almost not moving a muscle while you're kissing me. your hands are cold. your lips are cold. my heart is burning with passion for you. but lately you kiss me in the strangest ways, mechanicaly, they'd say, and I shall not wonder. mechanical indeed are the deeds of a man whose heart can not beat.
24-03-2005 19:09 fruity
12,214 posts	I'm saying goodbye to a day. goodbye to a way. to something that's lost and is gone. I'm saying goodbye to a friend. goodbye to a hand. that once held me and now all hers' done. I'm saying goodbye to a place. goodbye to a face. to the moments that passed. I'm saying goodbye to a smile, goodbye for awhile. and I wish you the best.
26-03-2005 16:45 fruity
12,214 posts	tell me the story you refuse to tell about the people who refused to love and the darkness that was always there and the feelings that have far long dove tell me the words you will never say with that tone you will never use tell me the truth as for just today I am ready to leave and lose.
26-03-2005 16:57 Dekar
36,178 posts	A poem of mine to contribute... Dial-up internet sucks big fat arse Errors 404, run-time, and even parse It's a pain in the butt and never stays on By the time it does, your friends are gone I traded it in a long time ago For high-speed broadband internet, yo Right now I suggest to give up on it Because dial-up internet is a piece of...crap
26-03-2005 17:08 fruity
12,214 posts	psht and you say i write better poems than you do. man, the verse "Right now I suggest to give up on it Because dial-up internet is a piece of...crap" is a masterpiece of poetry and i'm in awe of its sacrecy
26-03-2005 17:09 Dekar
36,178 posts	Good poetry, and sound advice.
26-03-2005 17:23 fruity
12,214 posts	a sound and good intentioned advice, yet not a very usable one on my case..
04-04-2005 20:59 fruity
12,214 posts	when people who work with me heared the Hebrew version of that poem (it was originally written in Hebrew, I just translate it now... sounds better in Hebrew), they got scared and pleeded me not to kill myself. TOTALLY missed the idea. I'll let you be the judges- the sides of the sink got red. the salt got diluted in the broken blood. your heart's wounds won't recuperate and that pain didn't start from the outside astonished to your yearnings want to wish, but aspire to cease my views are not yours since long ago. let the insanity inside me grow. (it rhymes in Hebrew..)
17-04-2005 15:24 fruity
12,214 posts	truth be told- I love you not. truth be told- you're just a thought. truth be told- Im never sure. truth be told- I got to lure. truth be told- I can't be now. truth be told- I can't see how. truth be told- I got you caught, but even you do love me not.
17-04-2005 15:57 dontavvaclue
1,290 posts	You make me cry into the night. I feel ashamed, I want to fight, don't cry no more, make these tears stop, can't take it, no, I had enough. You cause me pain, I don't know why, yet what I feel is need to cry. The words can hurt although they're nice, unless they're meaningful, they're lies. So stop it, please, I beg of you, can't take in ease those things you do. You're cruel, yet soft, and clueless too, don't know what you still put me through. How can those honey lips of yours fill-up my heart with all them sores? Look straight in my weeping eyes and tell me- are you willing to sacrifice? ok i know this is one of your first ones but i read it and WOW i can completely relate to what that one says its moving
17-04-2005 16:32 fruity
12,214 posts	hehe thank you I'm glad you liked it
26-04-2005 21:10 fruity
12,214 posts	I've been missing you today. is that okay that I've been missing you today? promised I wouldn't cry, but that's alright. I also promised I wouldn't miss you tonight. I made a bag with all your stuff. you said, I know, you had enough. hence I'm not there, I turned away. but I'm still missing you today. keep looking at the door, it's still. I wonder what you really feel I tired you, that's what you say.. can't help but missing you today.
28-04-2005 01:40 Burnt_Offerings
2 posts	The first poem you wrote was very touching..keep it up!
28-04-2005 01:42 Pepsi_226
2,030 posts	yummy poem.
07-05-2005 17:26 fruity
12,214 posts	thank you so much, guys!
07-05-2005 23:17 Dekar
36,178 posts	Gonna write Wanna fight I invite I take flight And tonight You are right I am tight And despite All your fright You need light To have sight To ignite The bomb site Overnight Overwrite Over might Yellow light At first sight To excite The white knight Play it right Be polite Out of mind Out of sight
20-05-2005 22:11 fruity
12,214 posts	you called her beautiful? yea, that's what she was thinking. and the moment that your eyes met she clearly knew. too much in one place is never enough. it's never what she intended to make. let your eyes drift away from her 'cause she doesn't worth it she doesn't care go find someone who will who'll appriciate you, stop calling her "too good to be true". she isn't, you know. I'm not crying I'm just sad I guess I made my own bed it's not your fault I'm weird like that I'm going to die alone. you want to fly to America with me? wow so that's the way the blind can see for a moment there i thought we were having something.
20-05-2005 22:21 its_all_bout_me
409 posts	your poetry is v.beautiful and your extremely talented. your poems bring goosepimples to my arm.
20-05-2005 22:50 fruity
12,214 posts	omg Rosy that is such a nice thing of you to say! thank you so much, you really made my day with that comment!