Have erased the words myself.
I have nothing left to say on this forum.
I hope you change your mind and stay. Clicked on this thread because I thought I was going to read one of your beautiful poems, but instead you left a message? Whatever the reasons are only you know.
Shall miss you.
love PB x
Titan, please don’t leave us,
Have a break, but not for long.
We love to read your poetry,
It’s here that you belong.
We know why you are going,
And understand quite well
Your anguish and annoyance,
Seconds out, another bell!
Put on your suit of armour,
Protect and save yourself,
We’ll be there behind you,
Not sitting on the shelf.
No lengthy disappearance,
Rest, but come back strong,
We love to read your poetry,
It’s here that you belong.
Rise up Titan, live up to your name
Don’t suffer fools gladly, do not play their game.
In you we have our gallant, a knight in shining armour
This Forum needs your like so fiery dragons can be tamed.
You have always led with Lin by your side
It would be wrong if your talent you do choose to hide
It has been your task to protect the underdog
So unsheathe your pen, mount your steed and ride.
Insults and gibes do not let them score
Glory in your words as out from you they pour
You are our champion, though wounded do not falter
Lick your wounds, heal a while and return to fight once more.
A friend of this Sir Galahad his verse his sword
His heart his shield, may retire awhile from the field
But not give in or ever yield!
But this kind sir I say to you, what may an honorable knight do?
As one who shares his, quest what may I do perhaps you have guessed?
When one stands for the weak,oppressed or even an honored guest.
I will not fail whats in my heart, so with my friend I will depart
retiring from the field, for his cause his decision I must applaud.
If supporting noble thought and deed is a crime then I'll follow on and do the time.
Perhaps we'll meet in another place where standings given to social grace!
to an impossible task
to stay afloat,
I am the titan.
When darkness falls, when madness rises, I am the titan, to fight them all.
Too much fear, too much suffering, I am the titan, to quel them all.
Armies of rage massing, heroes of virtue dying, Evil's grip closing, lands of peace falling, I am the titan, to bring order to all.
Madman killing, freedom failing, no one left, to stop criminals assailing. No one left, to bring peace in sight, I am the titan, to bring order through right!
Endings of misery come and go, noone left, to correct the flow. I will change what chaos makes, for I am the titan, and I will make right the endings of long ago, and break what madness creates.
No hero knows, what destiny befalls them, for there is no path but what is thought for them. Only at one time , did no one know, the endings at once, long fortold. I see the path that I must change for I am the titan, and I will make new what has been made.
Through might, I will make right, the plight that is in sight, for I am the titan, and you will know the fight.
In sight, you will see the fight, that brings all this night, for I am the titan, and you must know that I will not die tonight.
Too little heroes, too many villians, all that differs, is how they kill zillions. No one left, to fight for the millions, but me, for I am the titan, for I will bring freedom to all civilians.
No one to stop them, none to oppose them, fewer to fight them, and only one to dispose of them, for I am the titan, and I must stand with those who are against them, to the end, until there are none to fend them.
I am the titan, and you will know what is wrath, I am the titan, then you will know the path.
I am the titan, and you will see what I am, I am the titan, then you will see that I can.
I am the titan, and you will feel what is right, I am the titan, then you will feel my might.
I am the titan, and you will hear my voice, I am the titan, then you will hear my choice.
I am the titan, and you will sense the menace, I am the titan, then you will sense my presence.
I am the titan, and forever I stand before you, forgotten, as a legend of destruction untold to you, but as a hero, hidden in the shadows of others, to be awakened, when there is not another, a warrior, unlike all before, ready to fight for all those more, unwilling to give up against the forces of mad, ready to fight,
against all that is bad.
by David Strontium
Hello Titan, I see your logged on and browsing, come on down the price is right, and this corner is warm and inviting amongst your friends
To all those who have sent me messages of hope,encouragement and support,both on here and via other avenues.It means an awful lot to a Person who may be called Titan,but is just an average guy standing up for what he believes to be right.
To give such hope,each beam of light
Just when it really matters
It lifts the soul during difficult times
When dreams seem torn to tatters
Each gesture from the heart is felt
Collective scaffold for my fears
A warm embrace to all of you
Type now,holding back the tears
Because to know that people really care
With arms joined in a link
Gives hope,where once was nothing left
Plug pulled,now back in sink
Good to see you still posting and chirpy, have a good day
The pieces on the board reset
Behold the battle scene
The Bishops in quiet council
Brief the King and his kind Queen
Advising on grave issues
The fortunes of the brave
Where Pawns caught in their sacrifice
Seem lost,yet games they save
How many times surrendering
Those hopes upon a dream
A stalemate game eternally
Trapped in a silent scream
The castles flanked there solid
Trapped,await in their seclusion
The Bishops move diagonally
Forwards in back confusion
The knights they gather bravely
Leaping to the cause
In numerous directions
Though often stray off course
Full of good intentions with
Allegiance to their Queen
Who strong and full of wisdom
Ponders on what might have been
The enemy still closing in
Strong forces dark amassing
The dying screams heard plaintive
In another Pawns sad passing
The game tense in its strategy
Plays on both Day and Night
The Knights with weapons ready
Battle through the dark for light
With banners proudly billowing
Their hands across their chest
Vowing to protect and serve
Will fall at deaths request
Running and then jumping
To the defence of all in need
Whilst Bishops gloating,fatten
In cold castles full of greed
The Queen dashes hither,here and there
Frustrated to the core
The Knights bow in adoration
Pledge their loyalty even more
There comes a time occassionally
When trapped,caught in a vice
The Knight on royal instruction
Will move to sacrifice
To save the game which is the aim
Before it's all too late
Then find it's pointless anyway
In another sour stalemate
As often found,it's those you trust
Who often tip the scales
Weigh one against the other
Until neither then prevails
Then slip away unnoticed
Having past another test
Because words then used in sabotage
Undermine the very best
Often those most humble,innocent
Are left feeling like a fool
Whilst those who sit in judgement
Though advisory still rule
They then gather all around them
For this Groundhog day to reign
The board again hurriedly reset
In this chess game turned insane
One step forward ten steps back whenever life is out of whack!
Remember the heart of this my friend understanding never ends what is given not taken back, even when you are told by others your story bold!
More than some can take message pulled for communal sake, can this be really true?
Why should your experience be new! Should we always be happy clappy why must we!
Sometimes life's feelings become a drain this feeling we will meet again.
If expressed it lets it out freedom of speech will ever out, if others can't comprehend then time they do not have to spend on reading the poetic rendition of yours and my condition.
Sometimes you just need your head to say the things that need to be said, one day far away you'll be glad you've had your say! When you say your feeling sometimes it can set folk reeling overall you must endure knowing and eversure that you have a friend in me and my support will ever be unconditional as you'll see.
rubbish but well meant!
Once upon a time,a person who was a little different came to a crossroads in his life.
Many things at once all came together in perfect alignment and made life unbearable.
The final straw led him to places where he thought care and understanding prevailed.
Sure,there was,but as in everyday life,things are never simple.
A constant and ever present theme of bullying,control and judgement
Weigh extra heavy on a person who constantly leaves their heart exposed
Things supressed and tethered from the past
Then beat loudly in the head and struggle for release
Usually and forever before,retreating into the usual shell
Life would tick by shaken but not stirred
Lured however into a world of whispers,and courtroom drama's
The person still a little different ,dipped his tentative toe in
Found something to grasp onto,a place to break out and flourish
Why did he ever bother,poison drips off the tips of nibs and tongues
Constraints now bind him,prisoner to his own thoughts
People, he now realises,don,t want reality,true feelings
They always take what they want,then slip away smirking
Cotton Wool,warm Apple pie,hugs and kisses in tidy little circles are the order of the day
Knitting,the weather,pets and joyeous pleasantries and pretense
All clouded in a fabricated setting where the True extent of pain cannot be voiced
So silence is the theme,keep your hurt stored in your locker
Turning the corner and back on track,a myriad of thoughts,views,theories,experiences,and ideas
Are just not worth bothering with,because the last Three years mean nothing when voiced as something
Something is nothing to those that want to hear nothing,so nothing shall prevail
As has always been the case,when everything amassed,gathered at the feet
From years and years of loneliness and wasted opportunities
As on the cross and hanging,nailed into submission
The pain is welcoming,for at least it's real
Because when life is dormant,Empty,false,and unbearable
The end is not a scarey thing at all,is it
It is a welcomed blessed relief
A view that everything is bad and hopeless is no more true than a view that everything is wonderful, we all see the world through the filter of our own state of mind.
Your view seems to be almost relentlessly dark and full of suffering. The cause of that I shall leave alone. But if other people see the occasional thing of beauty or experience a penny's worth of joy, it doesn't mean that they don't appreciate your world view, or the eloquent way it is expressed and it certainly doesn't mean that they are hypocritical, two-faced or smirking behind your back. It is one of the negatives of forums that it is easy to imagine conspiracies going on that you are unaware of.
On the other hand, if you have evidence that anyone has been behaving like that then that is appalling and they should be ashamed of themselves. Personally I believe in the genuineness of all the people I meet here on a regular basis.
When darkness falls and lonesome calls go unheeded
Then its said when others depart, loves unneeded
Days on end of cheery gaze and other pity
Makes you sad and then your mad
Due to sh---y attitudes and pleasant platitudes
All we need to be allowed to live with dignity, a little proud?
pride in our desperation and fortitude
Why then do we suffer a death of a thousand cuts?
Or maybe the death of a thousand buts?
But your dealing with this so well! and folks could never tell
That your a happy spastic my god it's so fantastic!
Don't use derogatory terms not PC or kind
Why is it you can't you be good even though you know you should.
Just except your fate and all your life will turn out great!
Be a happy chappy and be forever clappy
When your day is just so s--t you cant even clap a bit!
All you need in the end is a enduring friend, someone who will be there!
Even when your life is filled with care, understanding is not found in the normal round! With the crowd generally if you stand out from the heard you must be a freak you cannot be unique you must be looking for something
Gotta have an agenda be a player do not surrender,
Really I should have a plan but know I'm just doin what I can.
What can you ever do to please the crowds me or you?
Live your life go the mile and always just wear the smile
Grin at the world and say I'm fine sound as a bell
Because ultimately you shouldn't tell!
So if you do not want to hear accept the smile and don't come near
If your up for stormy swell? then a story of life I'll tell.
So for all you folk with PD be the people what you need to be, but never tell a soul that their life can only be if only they do this or that or just pop another cap.
Life an love can be fraught life is never what we are taught.
No one person has the solution to all of life's pollution
But thought with love to share may obviate care one may mend the tears in life's Fabric with the etheral magic of human emotion given with some devotion.
Human tenderness can make hearts sing even when the worlds hurts sting.
Musings of a romantic fool but for me the tenet i believe
I still await enlightenment when people can respond with love to every man (and woman!) and meanwhile we will hope that we will ever cope.
the holes in life
Glad to see you back Titan. You are one of the personalities of this Forum in the nicest possible way.
Hope there's a flicker of light in the darkness....
In the words of Robert Burns:-
For a' that an a' that
It's comin yet for a' that
That man to man the world o'er
Shall brithers be for a' that.
I studied your poem long and hard but it still leaves me puzzled and sad. This is a 'sort-of' reply but it is aimed generally because we all have low points. But my depression has lifted because she's back! My daughter, whose smile is as bright as the sunshine, has returned from her travels. Now both daughters are staying with me and our house is filled with noise! Glorious noise! Low points forgotten!
Whispers float by on bumpy stream
Of rhyme, reason and rhetoric.
Words strung together
Become wands or whips,
Whichever way the mind
Chooses to interpret.
Accusations slap, muttered oaths condemn
And a brick wall is hard to climb.
Tunnels appear, long, dark and slippery
Falls are frequent and painful,
Tears hot, sting the wrinkled skin,
Spirit broken, a life shattered, no horizon!
Yet, there it is again,
Small chink of light,
Golden orb peeps over towering wall.
Metamorphic! From black to brightest blue.
Ignore the whispers, they do not say your name
Have a good swear and hurl yourself at life!
Lin, yes I thought you of you and how she would talk. Bet she loves being home for a while.