Freeform Auditorium

[MadMa gentLemon]

Words

It runs wild.
It's crazy!
Where is it?
Right there.
Oh, there it is.
It just keeps going.
I don't mind.
Enjoy it while it lasts.
But does it end?
Not really.
Keep me with you!
Don't let me be alone!
Just lay with me.
No words.
We don't need them.
Emotions speak much better.
In fact, words just make complex emotions simple.
The confine us.
They're like a prison.
Silence can speak just as loud as a scream.
A hug even louder.
A kiss even louder.
Why do we even need words when we have hands?
And why do we need hands when we have minds?
And why do we need minds when we have spirits?
And why do we need spirits when we have souls?
And why do we need souls when we have words?

[Horab Fibslager]

yeah <3 is a fist.

[MadMa gentLemon]

I think I'm going to expand that poem one day. I have the words part down, but I might do sections for hands spirits and souls next, to make the flow better.

[Horab Fibslager]

it's a pretty good length as it is now man.

tho the entire wakign w0rd could be considered one big poem, it helps for it to be in sections liek it is.

[MadMa gentLemon]

Heres something else I wrote about words, on two eighths of golden teachers. I wrote 13 pages of poetry that night, or whatever you could call it. Its written like an inside out box, spiraling inward around the border. You actually have to spin it to read it.


Freedom is just a word. But how far do words go? Only as far as the mind takes them. To live in my world is to live in my own freedom. Chains? Already broken. But I wear my shackles as a reminder. I never want to take them off. Just how deep will a word go? Add an L between the R and D, then stick an S on the end. Thats how deep. But oceans always have a bottom, right? Only if you want them to. You see, all of that sand is a sea of itself. A SEA OF CHOICES. Each grain is a thought, and each thought is a lifetime of possibilities. The trick is to rise above the sand. Fly through the ocean. Break the surface and fly through the air. It keeps getting thinner. Now go even further. Go even past the clouds. Now, the stars are with us. Now do you understand? I thought you would. But... All these buts come from the ocean. They clutter it with trash. Do a clean up with me, and let go. Find yourself in this infinite ocean. It's not that hard. You already know where you are. You are sitting down, reading a few thoughts. I just hope you like my

WAVES~

[Horab Fibslager]

freedom is just another word for having nothing left to lose

[Anonymous]

She sees the stars that caused her scars when she the bars did break
she knows the show's the case for clothes that she threw in the lake
He takes her life to make her wife enduring strife for lovers sake
A childs small hand repeals all plans to the golden band to break

[Anonymous]

oops!

She sees the stars that caused her scars when she the bars did break
she knows the show's the case for clothes that she threw in the lake
He takes her life to make her wife enduring strife for lovers sake
A childs small hand repeals all plans the golden band to break

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