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 Literature/Writing Ads › Re: Poetry Contest by macalurs(m): 11:46pm On Oct 24, 2006 |
It's a figurative term. It's like saying, you're striving to live when you're as good as dead. The poem is an analysis from a hurt man's point of view. His son dies at birth so he concludes all life is hopelessly meaningless, in an atempt to console himself his son's in a better place. |
| Romance › Re: Why Does Love Hurt So Bad? by macalurs(m): 11:42pm On Oct 24, 2006 |
I guess the real question should be what is "real"? Reality in its own term is subjective. So 'Real Love' is subjective too. just as Gem97 said: THE TRUTH is that which YOU find for YOURSELF. |
| Forum Games › Re: Questions And Answer (game) by macalurs(m): 11:35pm On Oct 24, 2006 |
 Am I the only one that finds haloween stupid? |
| Forum Games › Re: Questions And Answer (game) by macalurs(m): 5:43pm On Oct 24, 2006 |
We're four of us, we have our different personalities that make it awesome when we're together. I've been gone for 3yrs and I miss em like crazy;they miss me too. Why do girls rely on stereotypes to keep or dismiss guys?example: the "tall-dark-handsome" phenomenon |
| Literature/Writing Ads › Re: Poetry Contest by macalurs(m): 2:06am On Oct 24, 2006 |
Movin on. . . . . Life? "Life's a tale told by an idiot" Saith Macbeth. I say a dead rose, a sour apricot Or a dying breath: Life's a game for the confused. God's favorite curve-ball; Life is Death's only `etude, It's dull music to mull. Our baby's first sound was a rueful cry And then quiet! A choking stillness engulfed the night Our eyes glared in fright; Like it knew the end from the start, It chose to die before it lived; A sight so cold it froze my heart, It took nothing to nothing give. With hopelessness that traps water with a sieve, Men choose to hope; That time will tell, so the obstinate believe Like inventing soap. A quest desperate-- all in all-- to life allay Men stalk the earth; But like my minute-old son died today, Every life ends at birth. |
| Literature/Writing Ads › Re: Poetry Contest by macalurs(m): 11:39pm On Oct 23, 2006 |
@somegirl, You cannot think like a man, and probably'll never understand the inscription. If your love is everything to you, then he/she is everyTHING, period. If you have any more problems, keep em to yourself. Poems are works of art, not caricatures. |
| Literature/Writing Ads › Re: Poetry Contest by macalurs(m): 4:50pm On Oct 23, 2006 |
Macalurs, the following two lines of yours, I don't like em. A woman is NOT a THING!here are some more questions Are humans animals? What are words? Who are you? |
| Romance › Re: Can You Die For Whom You Love ? by macalurs(m): 9:38pm On Oct 21, 2006 |
If you NEED something, you'll do anything to get it, and KEEP it. Almost every guy will put his life on the line for something stupid. cigarettes, drinking and driving, fights, just-for-the-heck-of-it, anyone? I value life more than any other thing. I can die for anyone I choose. So for my love, yeah!as in big time sometimes it's just about personal preference. |
| Forum Games › Re: Questions And Answer (game) by macalurs(m): 9:14pm On Oct 21, 2006 |
yup. Cause and Effect in otherwords What do you think about it . . . I wont mind if you explain |
| Forum Games › Re: Questions And Answer (game) by macalurs(m): 9:03pm On Oct 21, 2006 |
It's been a while jerk-off sessions included? Did you go see Prestige? |
| Literature/Writing Ads › Re: Poetry Contest by macalurs(m): 9:00pm On Oct 21, 2006 |
My computer's down. I don't have ready internet access. I'll get my act right soon. but till then, I'll shoot you with another blank: A poet's a poet A lov'r is himself I'm the star you're the commet There'a place There's a stage Where men write, so boys can play There's a mind Where life lives Where stages play, and lov'rs blind. |
| Literature/Writing Ads › Re: Poetry Contest by macalurs(m): 2:13am On Oct 21, 2006 |
Love? Is Love that lady in your bed? That thing of beauty next to you Is Love that mystrey in your head That clouds your mind with words unsaid? Lov's The girl men love so much She's the man girls dream to kiss She's everything from cramps to blush I behold love, I feel malaise Lov's the conqueress of kings The valint wordless touch of death With words unspoken, the brute she tames Love is death, the incarnate Lov's an illusion to my brain Lov's a feeling or a place Lov's where I go to catch a train Lov's what I do to keep mundane. |
| Dating And Meet-up Zone › Re: I'm Handsome But Have No Girlfriend! by macalurs(m): 11:44pm On Oct 20, 2006 |
yeah. shook the house. |
| Poems For Review › Re: The Dead Life by macalurs(op): 11:42pm On Oct 20, 2006 |
gwatala, I write what is revealed to me. . . not that it rhyme . . . but that it make sense. But I commend your nose. |
| Romance › Re: Why Are Most Men Unfaithful? by macalurs(m): 5:26pm On Oct 20, 2006 |
It is true men are more inclined to cheat (at least the traditional man), most times because of something the woman does. But women love to point fingers; ooooh it's fun to poke men. They know it. Any chance they get. Have you ever been one guy in the midst of 7 girls? that's exactly when they'll want to tell you about all the sins men've committed. . It's just glorified and blown out of proportion, that "men are f*ck-em and leave em". Right now, some girl reading this is laughing her eyeballs out . . . . Women are more sensitive and alot more prone to be emotional, sometimes even in-your-face in threads like this as if there is some prize to be won. To them it's fun. And even when every guy in here (for peace sake) decides: "ok y'all women win. . . we're evil" I doubt they'll still rest. They do it to keep shiit appealing. So for any guy that intends to waste his time arguing with ladies here: good thinking. But you'll never win. Probably win the JACKASS AWARD |
| Literature/Writing Ads › Re: Poetry Contest by macalurs(m): 5:06pm On Oct 20, 2006 |
glad you lov'd it. Frank your turn. I've bribed the judge |
| Romance › Re: Guys And Their Lies by macalurs(m): 5:04pm On Oct 20, 2006 |
funny ppl |
| Poems For Review › Re: The Dead Life by macalurs(op): 4:15pm On Oct 20, 2006 |
@somegirl, I loved reading from you. Beautiful is the careful art of deciphering poetry. Yes it is also a contemplation on life itself. But thanks for your beautiful contribution. It is honestly appreciated. |
| Literature/Writing Ads › Re: Poetry Contest by macalurs(m): 2:07am On Oct 20, 2006 |
This is for nilla Something 'bout her like vanilla Sweeet silent soul, speaks not much She's either graceful or she is such. Something flowing 'bout her name Something soft spoken like beauty mane He be blessed that know'th her worth May he die that breaks her heart Something 'bout her makes me twirll She awwws like a little girl I wish I could kiss that face But she's nilla from cyber-space!   |
| Forum Games › Re: Questions And Answer (game) by macalurs(m): 2:02am On Oct 20, 2006 |
when I think about how my girl walks . . . it's thrillingly graceful. Just everything about her makes me head happy. you? |
| Poems For Review › Re: Call it whatever! by macalurs(m): 11:39pm On Oct 19, 2006 |
thanks for the correction. You do come in handy you know that right? |
| Forum Games › Re: Questions And Answer (game) by macalurs(m): 11:37pm On Oct 19, 2006 |
yeah if I had two of em What is it you love about the holidays? |
| Forum Games › Re: Questions And Answer (game) by macalurs(m): 6:30pm On Oct 19, 2006 |
it's a confrence. I'm a bas-guitarist. I wont be singing . . I do sing but not this time What is it you love most about being you? |
| Forum Games › Re: Questions And Answer (game) by macalurs(m): 6:22pm On Oct 19, 2006 |
was 75* yesterday . . . 56 at night . . . 70* this morning.maybe you should move down here I'll be playing at a conf. in NY next month How bad is the whether there? |
| Poems For Review › Re: Call it whatever! by macalurs(m): 6:20pm On Oct 19, 2006 |
gwatala:There're boundreis you're allowed to tred, when you do things but refuse to be atypical. I fart but I'm not a farter . . . . it could get much worse. |
| Romance › Re: Guys And Their Lies by macalurs(m): 6:15pm On Oct 19, 2006 |
We'll let you be the judge . . . just for today. |
| Literature/Writing Ads › Re: Poetry Contest by macalurs(m): 6:09pm On Oct 19, 2006 |
I'll think about it. . . I'll get back at u. I'm a lil out'a time now. Thanks frank n nilla. There's that feeling you get when you're appreciated, my heart just squirmed in its red juice. |
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