NEWDISCIPLES'S PROFILE

I haven't done poetry in years... 4 to be exact. I don't really like it. And every time I sit to write it, I can't help but fall into simple rhymes. Here I'll post my old poems from my first year of University (yes, before I got my actual education). Kinda fun to look back on, and I'm not doing anything with them anyway.

Here's the first one:

MEANING OF LIFE

Complications of the sun, its rising falling shining gone,
Striving to complete it's run, or is it earth that's moving on?
See in your mind the universe, so vast in all its wonderment,
Such mysteries are like a curse, dissolving like our government.
Where do you fall in all this space, how did you get your chance to start?
The answer is upon your face, just tell yourself what's in your heart.
Attach a meaning to this life, we humans do without a purpose,
It stabs our minds just as a knife, and peels beneath the outer surface,
Cuts away our braining wires, one by one they die away,
Until we see beyond their fires, meaning keeps the truth at bay.

And as we stand the test of time, together as a warring kind,
Living was our only crime, intelligent yet violent mind.
You see now how you contribute, to history and all this place,
For even one ill attribute, can seemingly attain disgrace.
I pray you listen to my words, a story told of what is true,
Flock to hear it by the herds, and understand it by the few.
I'll tell you of the happy things, the sad and often dreadful days,
The day my angel got its wings, or was it just a wishful phase?
A tale that only few have known, when all the dreams are said and done,
A wondrous time when thoughts have grown, to see your hopeful course has run.
I beg you not to quickly judge, my escapades and failures had,
On certain topics I won't budge, but surely that won't make you mad.

A happy boy whose life begins, the world ahead and in my sight,
A thoughtless one that always wins, the travesties would never bite.
I said I would achieve it all, despite the odds I'd overcome,
My priding name they soon will call, the worst seemed never yet to come.
Until one day they turned their backs, and ridiculed my modest path,
I stood alone to their attacks, against their shameless bully wrath.
Oh how I wish they never would, offend my name and all its worth,
A ruined life their laughing could, erase a soul from then to birth.
Changed was I, forever more,
By and by, whatever for?
This curse continued through the years, a pattern for the little one,
Betrayed by all my humble peers, my happy place now filled by none.

When all was settled once again, I found my way despite their hell,
Depressed and angered though I'd been, appreciated nothing well.
Now looking back the years seem fine, except for one annoying thought,
This constant lonely state of mine, I must admit it hurts a lot.
To understand how I am low, on such a scale below the sea,
While higher up the tides will show, how impotent those fucks can be.
Those gentlemen with tiny dicks, they seem to garner all the luck,
Such whores would trade sex for a fix, a somber state after a fuck.
My pride it falls to see it play, an act of love between these two,
So meaningless the lousy lay, the ones with love are all too few.

He calls her by a dirty name, she screams in ecstasy with pride,
To him or her they're all the same, just random picked a nightly ride.
She falls from bed, and hurts her bum,
He smacks her head, “how fucking dumb”!
She asks for more, he makes her plead,
“you stupid whore, come on and breed”!
He throws her down, she doesn't mind,
“Now go to town, and let unwind.”

Perhaps I draw a faulty picture, here with these unruly nuts,
Surely there's another mixture, couples who have got some guts.
Sorry I'm a little bitter, shamed to walk in solitude,
Dreams are going down the shitter, shaping down my attitude.
Alas I think love is the cure, to all of life's disturbing ends,
Two souls unite in something pure, to one another care they lend.
For others there are other goals, a glorifying path to take,
A job to do or superbowls, just take a chance its your big break.

My point you see is simply thus, meaning of life is what you want,
The path we choose is up to us, but what you need will always haunt.
I'm forced to walk away from this, a memory of ugly times,
The days alone I'll never miss, depriving me of better rhymes.
Perhaps one day this luck will change, to each his own they all will say,
To you it may seem all so strange, if nothing makes it all okay.
If that's the case, then all I'll tell,
Is find your space, inside this shell.
And when you fin'ly find your way, perhaps you'll end up being rich,
Or better yet I'll get to say, I have some news I've found my bitch!