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Postby obskewer » Wed May 28, 2008 2:38 am

Left

Swimming around in a lake of ash
Thoughts pour out my head
And they're gone in a flash
Diving from the highest rock
I can hear the voices calling
When I hit the water they talk
Saying I won't earn my keep
I wouldn't jump from chicken shit
They said that cliff's too steep
The echoing laughter caught me perplexed
It's shrill persistent tone
Left me mesmerized and hexed
Stuck under my curse
I feel no pain and hear no evil
My mind's delight has been pleasantly rehearsed
To show you I am not distasteful
My enjoyment of life
Cuts short of faithful
I'm not buying a Sedan
An SUV or a Humvee
Or a god forsaken minivan
I'm not pushing pencils
Or drawing someone else's house
With contractor's stencils
I'm free to roam the the world
Truth be told because nothing ties me down
From what will unfurl
In the very sight of my eyes
Unfortunate to the notion
That most of what I have lived has been lies
Hanging my toes off the cliff edge
Looks like another day left here
To the careless lifestyle I have pledged

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Nothing Unsaid

Postby obskewer » Sat Jun 07, 2008 10:48 pm

I've ran out of things to share.. I think I may be completely depressed.

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Postby sombra_cristalina » Sun Jun 08, 2008 12:35 am

S'ok, creativity comes in waves.

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Postby Sunshine » Sun Jun 08, 2008 5:48 pm

Mob your work is great! Don't be troubled, it will come back to you.
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I can't kick monster butts, but I can feed your hungry guts.

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Postby obskewer » Thu Jun 19, 2008 5:52 pm

I'm gonna have to steal someone else's idea on this one. I call it:

The Bottom

Down here
We rot away
Down here
We cannot see the day
The light passes over us
Set's in the horizon
Without anything to say
But this does not surprise them
Down here
There is no one to care
No one left to swear
That they will help you up
Elevate you back
From this place we must adopt
The simple fact
We see the rest have stopped
Trying to get us on track
They flop around above everyone
Smiling at the mirror
And counting there stacks
But one way or another
Everyone's song will be sung
They'll stab and mutilate eachother
And they'll begin to sink
One by one
Until there are more people
Who have sunk down, lonely and defeated
Then there are people gasping for air
At the top
Covered in scars
Empty and depleted

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Postby obskewer » Mon Jul 21, 2008 7:47 pm

Music As Merchandise

The soul is a voice
A freedom of choice
A verbal preference
To an audible vice
You see these notes
And these artists
Are economically viable
Repetition as a practice
They sell those souls
At those concert and shows
But you will not see them there
Just an image of their ghost
The real them was sold
On the signature line
That's why you run to them
Destined for their time
To get an autograph
Or to wrestle with the staff
That they had to hire
To greet you on their behalf

Well maybe it's just me
But it might possibly
Be time to reconfigure
The entire music industry
Before every aspiring author
Becomes a label machine
Pushing their records farther
For corporate fiends
Because they'll strip those people of their wills
Feed them with pills
And supply cheap thrills
Those executives will fill
Every roster at the show
And on stage you'll be a god
Until it's time to go
All of your talents
Your tears and your sweat
Your entire set
Was sold at a tidy profit
And it doesn't bother you
When sitting inebriated on the top of the world
With all the gold
And countless girls
Those things are nice
Even if who you are isn't there
To enjoy these simple pleasures
At the last drop of the snare
Is why they all stare
Even though the music thrives
In the passion of your heart
That bucket beats dull
Since your soul has long since depart
You left your decency
Your content of a steady life
Since marrying to music
It's been your dependency
Your arranged wife
Your spouse will follow
No matter where you are
And you can not divorce her
Even when you're no longer the star
Once your millions have burned
And the reputation you've earned
Fades under the growing wall
Of fresh names in the roster
Even after you slowly regain a normal life
You will always be an imposter
You left behind more of the same
For a shot at eternal fame
Lost amongst the stars
As another wild guitar
An immortal's voice
For he lives the choice
Of being no longer a man
But as marketable merchandise
For other's to vice
And think to themselves
Perhaps there is meaning.

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Postby obskewer » Tue Jul 22, 2008 5:59 pm

Tranferring all prose poetry from MySpace to here.

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Postby obskewer » Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:01 pm

Waste the Day

Hold the bottle within your hand
Just as well be your IV stand
Your life revolves around a drink
With no ambition, and nothing to think

Place the spoon against your skin
Lifeline shows to accept your sin
Juice yourself for the ultimate thrill
Cause pretty soon, you won't sit still

Chop up the goods and lay them out
Cause those lines are what you're about
A fleeting smile is what you'll recieve
An exspensive habit is all you'll achieve

Vividly bright shades of blue and red
Pressed into pills made for your head
You'll feel happiness once it's arrived
And when it's gone, you'll feel deprived

Up in the sky is where we will fly
Waste the day with me getting high
But we don't need to breathe, but air
And the rest is our minds taking us there

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Postby obskewer » Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:03 pm

An Obelisk of Affection

Written upon the stone of my content
Surrounded by a mountain of resent
The truth may be read of my mind's delight
Superior to what's known of wrong or right
A practitioner of what this rock can tell
Will tell you that I'm not what I sell
And while living this way can fool my eyes
The shroud of your template can't conceal lies
Known for what I am, but I will not preach
What is told upon the obelisk, I will not teach
Burried with it; My heart and mind
The rationality you will not find
As I swim in a bowl of realities soup
Moving in circles and contradictive loops
I can feel the consuming stream of time
Dipping it's spoon at the end of each line
Reminds me that I must keep moving
Vital to the facts that I am proving
Because the obelisk will stand, eternal
And what is engraved upon it's external
Cannot be disturbed by time's flow
Or precarious assertions you may know

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Postby obskewer » Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:08 pm

Importance of a 3 A.M. Inquiry

Saw a shooting star so long, it seemed to be fiction,
Trying so hard not to make that wish a superstition.
I wouldn't sleep the faintest bit, tonight.
Something begged inside of me to be right.

I light up a smoke,
No effort or choke.

At the moment I gazed out at the star,
Light so bright; Unfathomably far,
I procurred the thought of you in bed,
Resting your wearily, untainted head.
Such a cold eve, yet sustain my curiosity will of your solemn sleep.
Bothered, suddenly, by this cigarette which will only run so deep.
Compatible, yet not even slightly close to the same.
Enfuriated by my surroundings, as you sit there so tame.
Undetered in your attempt to make this feel normal,
I prolong the immanence, of us, to become formal.
Torturing my heart for the emotions it's plaqued me with,
Smoke has helped to extinguish what I thought to be myth.
So many moments, like these, detached and lonesome.
So drastically feeling what I've become; sadly unwholesome.
So many nights, these jet-black eyes have waited to see day.
Hours still keep ticking by, this discomfort is to my dismay.
Is it possible to love without sight?
Will I become reason you haste flight?
Chival by design; Insensitive jokes entail.
No matter... You haven't heard every detail.
You felt what only your mind could percieve,
Yet I'll think it possible, together, to believe.
Translucent head, now my mind's so clear.
You are making old thoughts seem to dissapear.
Apothecary design - You should be mine.
Prescribing thrills, opposed to pills.
Reform the criminal that has manifested within.
Revert me back to the way I once been.



I will continue my senseless evil, until I have been bought.
Before you came, I didn't know I was what anyone sought.
The cigarette lays upon the ground, left behind to smoulder,
I hope I'll soon have something better to lean on.

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Postby obskewer » Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:13 pm

We Were Playing Sharades

We were sitting on the bed
Bored out of our skulls
Acting our parts
And dancing to the song of our curiosity
While ringing eachothers bells

You made a circle with your wrist
And I made a gesture quite obscure
You sat and pondered what it could mean
You knew what it was
I was sure

You lied to me and told me I was funny
And laughed
Moving a little closer
You pointed your finger at the wall
I knew what that meant
You poser

I joked and told you looked like a mess
You grabbed your head in dispair
I unclenched my fist and apologized
Reaching over
To run my fingers through your hair

You looked up at me with a smile
And made a symbol with two hands
I knew what it was
"A heart"
And watched your head drop
Wherever it lands

I pulled myself over to touch your neck
Caressing the back of it softly
And wispered to you one of your favorite songs
In a room that felt so lofty

Looking up
To stare at me blankly
You strangled my sheets out of tensity
I threw you a crooked smile
And gave you a kiss
Backed with density

And as I withdrew
Your lips quivered
And the bed shivered
And you rubbed the tears away from your eyes
I laughed and told you nothing was to fear
Right now
Here I am
Without a disguise

You bursted out with a sobbing smile
Your teeth were so white
And I became infected
Suddenly I felt overwhelmed
By this happiness that you had injected

You lunged at me with all your might
Forcing your lips back upon mine
And as my body fell against the matress
You had never felt more benign

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Postby obskewer » Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:16 pm

Insomnia

Lacking the will to go to sleep
Lacking the nerve to explode for it all
Stooped upon the tip of his chin
Ruggedly adressing the Earth
Standing tall
His body was not made for juking
Or jumping or running
But more often nothing
An egotistical design
Bent on destructive loving
Tampered
No doubt.
This type of alteration employs me to shout out.
And there is absolutly nothing wrong with what I am about.
In case I am needing
I'm also the one feeding
And I appreciate the concern
But maybe I'll never learn
That life is about just being right here
Being able to deploy myself in the moment
And I can't remember when I had stopped
But maybe there's no better time for atonement

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Postby obskewer » Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:18 pm

Purging Purgatory

We are slowly relinquishing everything we hold to be true
Cutting from ourselves the ambitions through which we've gotten this far
The radio is playing every song I'm trying to forget
Even the ones which have never meant a thing.
The symbols they once were are transformed marks of regret
So as to leave behind this caring plot
Invoke everything you have come to learn
In every scar
And you have to look much further
For a motivation
That is you

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Postby obskewer » Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:19 pm

Monetarily Righteous

Hanging onto the passenger side window
Dad nodded his head signed with a pound on the door
He turned with a smile and started to go
Pradding in a way I've never seen before

I had already promised to return one day
But cutting the leash isn't what we foresaw
The engine ended that moment in a way
Screaming to life with a temper to beware

Breaking loose from the comfort
This edge will certainly able him to live
Of all the feelings he'll have to resort
Knowing how much less he must give

The tires hit the pavement and squeeled in delight
They blemished the tar, then shot the car into twilight
In the rearview mirror, his family was still in sight
Leaving them behind like this would never feel right
And he's sure that they'll get a letter from him in a week
Because he is sure It'll be a while before they get to speak
And they're all going to think his disposition is weak
So he'll inform them again of the things he must seek

As he's driving through his town
Friends come running out of their homes
They are waving him by with frowns
While others won't leave him alone

A wall of smoke impedes up ahead
Should he accelerate more?
Uncertainty fills him with dread
But it will be better than turning back
He's sure

A cloud of civility
Of tranquility.
It's silly
Our ability
To not instill divinity
Within our own instability
And alot of DISability
Is our own inability
To posess our minds of habitability

Make it preferable
Not probable
To be your own constable
But the exact risk is inmeasureable
With only a chance fathomable
We must embrace the unstopple
And if we topple
What makes us hostile
We'll despair ourselves on broken bottles
Broken cars
Broken ears
But if we drive head on into the battle
The fog
Lifts and clears

And with no further options to exhaust
He drives his Chevy into the shrouds
Yet, right before the instant was lost
A thunderous roar was echoed through the crowd

They reached out for the vehicle that had dissapeared
Someday, a man will return in his stead
But will the fog of purified him?
Or torment his soul until he's cold and dead

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Postby obskewer » Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:20 pm

Secrete Weapon

A sphere orbiting around my heart
Illuminates
And tears it apart
Casted in a glass case of icey solitude
When released
It burns of a bright hatred
It consumes my soul
And turns me back into a deranged killer
For cheep thrills
And reactive tendencies.

Only a word
Is what it will take for me to snap
When the orb glows red
A fire is lit
Melting away my passion for a pathetic world
And what's so positive about it?

I accomplish so much
When the anger upsets the entire carriage
It persists through
Until I tell it, once again, to subside.

But it does not die
Until it's been murdered
By the killer which is me.

I suppose this rage is my secrete weapon
A self inflicted wound that keeps me out of depression
My compassion deviates from it's loving form
Focused on my own selfish thoughts and goals
Until it's no longer of use.

And I would be better off
Ruling myself with an angst against all
But there will be no love
As this ball of heat and cold clashes within itself, blockading my kindness and empathy.

I will not need anything else
Even in moments of ignorance
I will show no mercy
For I, too, weild the mind as a sword
And while the blade has grown rusty
It will only take a quick sharpening
Before I may strike down my adversaries
Once again.

I will bound this heart within an encasement of stone
Frozen over
And set on fire.

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Postby obskewer » Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:24 pm

The Sculpture

Panoramic

Gaze upon my hard labored work
Notice I haven't swept away the debris
It crumbles and grinds beneath my foot
Standing in awe of this statue
You see
It hasn't moved from it's spot since the start
Of slowly cultivating it's textured suface
Carving away with all of my heart
Creating artwork that is in need of purchase
And my goal this whole time
As intended for this granite monument
Is destined for my personal shrine
To the beauty of the garden it will compliment
And I took to this task with an eager will
But while I was careful to leave no harm
Production came to a sudden stand still
When I chipped a crack off of the arm
Thought it was over, so I stopped all at once

Everyday
I walked into the studio
Thinking to myself
"I'm a fucking dunce"
And left my huge brick in silent audio

After a week of hanging in my head
I entered the room again
In doubt
As I looked myself in the mirror and said
"What could my hesitation be all about?"
I thought of selling it
Slightly varnished
A symbol of my frustraded imperfection
But seemingly perfect
The way it's tarnished
I saw my distorted face in it's reflection
And I smiled as she frowned
At the lifeless lady in stone
Noticed what wasn't yet found
Close to a sculpture of my own
The chissel lay dorment nearby
My hammer in hand
Sober mind
I will not let this masterpiece die
The most difficult challenge I'll ever find

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Postby obskewer » Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:25 pm

The Devil's Kool-Aid

I had anticipated this day for so long
Everything suddenly went so wrong
The inner sanctum showed through unholy
In a room long forgotten
Quiet and moldy
The ties were severed quick
With an amazing verbal trick
I was condemed to the pit's of this hell
Leaving me here for an eternity to dwell
My untaimed thoughts cannot pry the shell
You clung to the stars, but still a fell
Lost in the wrath of a shameless character
Which came off as the ever present narrator
But I do not regret
Getting you so wet
I will not say that my views are pure
I will no longer scream about the obscure
My intentions are good
Even when actions should
Jive with what I mean.
Now I'm having dreams
That replay my faults
Someone
Grab me a DeWalt
So I can drill this form of hopefullness from my skull
Because the words are now stale, and my brain gone dull
How I wish I could go back and fix what isn't there
To open myself up to the point I didn't care
I was nearly rescued by a saint from this grave
Only to be dropped in once again to be enslaved

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Postby obskewer » Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:26 pm

Defragment

Where did this come from?
A slice of the dumb witted stone
Taken from the slate of the burdened
And enchanted upon your Ivy thrown
Where has all this come from?
Years of torment
Of marvelous mayhem subsided
It laid dorment
Kept at bay by the system
Its programming to blame
A computer cannot feel
They deviate from shame
Compassion
As a tool to be used for expression
If you cannot show empathy
We may all fall into depression
We will not compromise
Our own integrity
For the writings'
Strewn awkward and gritty

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Postby obskewer » Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:27 pm

Domesticate

I am the wild beast
Roaming the plains for my feast
Feeding on all who I defeat
I am privledged with every treat
I trample the Earth with my feet
With a harmonious thundering beat
I am anything except descreet
Your vigorous solitude I will deplete
Us beasts roam the planet
Free to our leisure
Our pack is full of bandits
Without and procedure
We rape and steal
And piss and taunt
We wheel and deal
And do whatever we want
For what stands between our meal
We can never be so bothered
At the victom they all congeal
Until it's entirely been slaughtered
And being born of something real
This animal casing in human flesh
I've grown accustomed to this feel
And enjoy the hunt for something fresh
But I am not a young heel
I am not looking for merely a prey
Hunger will come and pass to reveal
I am certainly looking for more than an entree

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Postby obskewer » Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:28 pm

Injustice

Your insidious grip holds me
No longer
I see where your eyes will wander
And it's not unfair
That you hold me here
For your own amusement
As filler to the void
For your true content
The words you deployed
Are completely absent
Of any true feeling or care
You're only understimulated
And saying them because I'm there.
I'm not going to feed into the this loveless machine
So you can use me for your fill, while I live out a dream.
The picture fades away to see your true delight
And with your vanishing acknowledgement
Your ignorance casts me out of sight

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Postby obskewer » Tue Jul 22, 2008 6:29 pm

Lue Nah Tick

I slipped off the sidewalk
It's lenoleum surface
Covered in chalk
They oughtta close it off
It's not a safe place to walk
The air is thick
And makes it hard to talk
Well
Maybe I'll just dwell
On the side of the road to hell
Taking in each delightful
Passing car's smell
And it sure is swell
Meeting strangers
On there way back
From down the road
I get stupider it seems
With everyone bestowed!
They wear their lips
Like a bad disguise
Then shake their hips
And act dumb and surprised
When every disgusting car
That passes by
Lays on their horn
But they act so innocently
They try.

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Postby Spaced Ape » Tue Jul 22, 2008 7:39 pm

To get by
Just like I
Is there a promised land
Or am I on the journey going to nowhere?
Are the streets paved with gold
Or am I slipping on the mold that slowly grows there?
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Postby Young Boy » Thu Jul 24, 2008 6:53 am

my nuts are sweatier than any other guys
why does this topic get more posts than mine?
poetry's fine but let's not go overboard
but my 'sweaty nuts' topic was sent from the lord
he hit the post button for me
sincerely,
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Postby Spaced Ape » Thu Jul 24, 2008 9:22 am

Oh, look at this "x" button that you can't see.
Is there a promised land

Or am I on the journey going to nowhere?

Are the streets paved with gold

Or am I slipping on the mold that slowly grows there?

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Postby Young Boy » Thu Jul 24, 2008 10:20 am

then how do i look at it?


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