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Soul4Speech - Poetry from the Soul

Crap-Zapper

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Hello friends of SmashBoards.

It's me, who you know as Crap-Zapper, both here, and also on DeviantArt where I usually post my poetry, fanart and photography!
However, I thought while browsing, seeing this subforum that it might be a great place to post some of my own work, and share it with my friends here.
Link to my DeviantArt: Crap-Zapper's DeviantArt

A little backstory about my poetry;
I started writing once I hit depression, and it was a coping mechanism for me at the time, but the way of getting my feelings turned into art, and passion.
Now, I study philosophy, and I continue to write poetry, and to my surprise, those who reads it tend to love it, and it gives me both confidence, and happiness as it is my own art.
I started an Instagram account that I called; "Soul4speech" and it has been my poetry alias ever since.

I write based on feelings, thoughts, logic and experience, which I compile to an easily readable piece of soul.

I will place them in spoilers, and I'd love so hear what you think.

You heat up fast like a hot air balloon,
Head high up into the clouds,
Can you really find your way out?
Navigation, confusion all lost to a grand illusion,

You debate, get struck, inflates,
Falling down, cooling, like a block of ice,
You touch the water, splashing, crashing through your pike,
Slowly falling down, and you don’t feel right,

Lost at sea, at the bottom of the ocean,
The tides are high, but you learn to stand still,
Like a sunken ship without a mast you hold on,
No wind in sight, but chaos all around,

Things seems so dark, but there’s a heart in the middle,
You want to get out, it’s vast, but you feel so little,
Once you were loud, fuelling towards the crowd,
Now you are shaken, buried deep within,

How do I get out? How can I flee?
I believe it is terrifying under the sea,
You want to see light, strokes from the sun,
There is still time, until you are fully undone,

Breathe some air, through the bubbles that flows,
Life is unpredictable, and that’s just how it goes,
You can feel, therefore heal, don’t be shy, and don’t you cry,
The heart that you carry will once again fly up high,

Look to the moon, and take your time,
Soon the sun will be up, and you will make up your mind,
A decision, a truth, getting out of your shell,
Better fight back instead of burning in hell,

Boiling up, like the hot air balloon,
Walls broken down, falling back soon,
Calm your thoughts, you don’t have to fall,
It is you who need to learn, to conquer, after all,

The sea might guide you all over the place,
What path to take, is only for you to debate,
But if you don’t take the chances, you will never be found,
One day step foot back onto the land, that’s how you see it, you got some sort of plan,

I’m here all the way, so don’t you feel scared,
Your heart is incredible, and your soul prepared,
Sometimes we drown in the thoughts of our own,
I’ll lend you my hand, and I’ll bring you back home.

I’ve grown up observing other people,
Different cultures, ethnicity, genders and groups of interest,
I’ve always thought that human nature was what society showed me,
Seems like I was wrong, as the society is to blame for most negativity within people,

I’ve always thought that I was the odd one out, the outcast, the weirdo,
Now, that I’ve grown further, I’ve come to see how strange other people are,
Cold towards one another, not feeling comfortable telling the truth,
Changing views on a whim, not feeling safe, nor true to their own vows,

I’ve come to realize that if I want to become happy, I need to put myself first for once,
Not give toxic individuals my time of day, not to abandon, but to heal myself,
I dream widely of a chance to completely love myself, but it’s difficult as I’ve yet to discover my true self,
Somehow, it seems like destiny has shaken my path, and perspective on life,

It seems like the path that I’ve come to cross over time has given me both pain, and joy,
It has given me experience, both with the gift and the curse of which I’m carrying,
People brings their energy, and greets my soul, it is why I feel timeless, young, but so old,
Complimented, and widely considered, people have shared their interest within me,

I’m here to figure out who I am, by piecing together what I’ve done,
I’m here to accept the terms, and give myself the chance which my soul truly deserve,
Found time to put myself in front of others, for my own personal health, and gain,
Because sometimes I feel like I’m the normal one, in the world full of strange weirdos.

You got such a beautiful smile,
Such a shame that you have been hiding it for a while,
Walking around with such a frown,
I hope we could turn it upside down,

Don’t worry about missing some pieces,
The puzzle will come as the journey progress,
The colours you create, with the feelings that relate,
A painting so nice, it can’t be replaced,

Remember that the world often seem small,
But it is the little things that creates it all,
While it might seem dark, you will find the light,
Give it time, and don’t rush while opening your mind,

If you are scared, I’ll be here to hold your hand,
If you feel down, I’ll stay by your side,
If you need a drug, I’ll heal you with my perfect hug,
Finding your strength, able to brighten your mood,

You are capable of creating wonderful things,
Pick up your smile, and hear the bell rings,
One single soul in the world of plenty,
You are unique and you shine safety,

In your garden, the roses are all red,
You fill them with kindness, so, they won’t ever be dead,
It’s the small things you do, which makes you complete,
One step at a time, you will soon be on your feet.

I’m not dreaming when I’m laying here awake,
I’m standing, shivering, at times need a break,
It’s when I recharge that I know this life can’t be fake,
Fully charged, well addressed, finally time to release, and express,

I can’t be a hero, for I am just a man,
Another individual living life, with both pain and regret,
I smile when it’s shining, and I feel blue when it’s dark,
I know that I’ll be strong by the sound of my beating heart,

I might just be a man, but let me reach your soul,
The heart needs connection, we both play our role,
To figure out who you are, and how you react,
That’s how we’ll work, to see how you’ll act,

Suit your mood, or be wearing masks,
It’s called adaption, and forgetting the past,
A part of a role in which I kindly will fill,
As we are all our own heroes on our own little pill,

Make a difference, or let time vanish before your eyes,
You can’t call yourself weak when you at least give it a try,
A try to fail, and a try to conquer, all fears kept deep inside of the bunker,
A key, a solution, a piece of the extreme, found in different chapters of the eternal dream,

Words with guidance, that will light your path,
Remember it’s your brain working, and the words are just that,
Just words, pieced together, in a string of context,
Making a breakthrough in a world which is complex,

The society is mean, you will never be heard, just felt,
You will fall on your knees and be begging for help,
You’re not alone, in this world that is rotten,
We are the people who are fighting, who have not just forgotten,

When we keep talking, you are fascinated by the feel,
Feeling that someone is keeping it real,
Real to themselves, and won’t put up a wall,
Without keeping our truth, how on Earth won’t we fall?

I’ll give you a hug, and reach for your hand,
We can both be in this together, and construct a better plan,
A way of thinking, healthy and smooth,
Working together to better our mood,

Alone we are not, in a room full of people,
The soul might feel lonely, a creation of true evil,
I’ll carry you on the back with my own words,
Just know I’m no hero, just an individual who tries to survive in this world.

People are like paper,
We all start off with a blank slate,
Full of opportunities to shape and create,

Paper plane for traveling far,
Creating art that will touch our hearts,
Becoming a book with stories to be told,

Writing short, or writing long,
The paper could be fragile, but also strong,
Lasting for however the road might take it,

A rip in the page, crumbled to another stage,
Quite hard to read, but the ink might make it clear,
Just remember to leave your signature, here.

Waking up feeling the body burn,
Haven’t I learned? Using a tent in the summer heat,
One step out, hurting my feet,

Festival fun, out in the sun,
Drinking them beers, forgetting them tears,
The music is giving me plenty of cheers,

As time goes by, I feel the rush, getting high,
Crawling around stoned, feeling my neck and my bones,
**** just got real, summer bringing a nice feel,

You're looking quite fly, perhaps it’s time to for me to go say hi,
We kiss, we hug, back into the tent, getting it on, get ****ed,
Passing out, forgetting everything, what a feel you bring,

Another day, another dawn, soon time to head home,
Can I get your number, I’ll send you the pictures from pre-slumber,
It was wild, it was great, just what summer festivals create,

Before our time is up, listen to the music, don’t make it stop,
We might never meet again, my blacked out one-night stand,
Take a sip of my beer, hold my hand, have no fear, summer, music, great atmosphere.

Who are you?

I’m not asking for your name,
Neither where you are from, so spare me the details,
I’m sure your family and friends are great, but they are separate,

Tell me, young bomb,
What makes you tic?
Why?

Why is it, that the cause of this could be traced back?
What do you say, you felt something?
That’s good … It’s a start,

I saw you watching into the mirror earlier,
You got such a sour face, why?
Don’t you agree upon your shape and form?

I don’t understand why you focus too much on the reflection,
The reflection is the view of others, while you are suppose to look at yourself,
Do you believe that you can accept yourself through others?

As dependent as we are of each other, it is not the bottom line,
We are flock animals, aimed to find the ones who fill our heart with warmth,
Still, the empty stare you give yourself, with such a judging look, cold, freezing,

You need to look beyond yourself, not within the mirror, but within you,
While you might break the glass of which stands before you,
Who do you hurt? Who do you really reject? Is this, really, you?

Once proud, standing tall, wishing the best of what this world could give,
Now, broken, the wall from within, into thousand brick pieces,
Unable to breathe, in the bubble which you have created, scars that runs deep,

Don’t drive yourself to the edge, we all need to stack upon with rechargeable fuel,
Start by building your wall, brick by brick, and use a straw, to get fresh air for your bubble,
While your wall won’t build itself, nor will you stay forever in the bubble, it’s at least a start,

Do you now see that you are more than your social skills?
More than how you look, present yourself, the way you push yourself to a limit?
If you wish to find inner peace, start with looking into yourself, not at yourself.

I’ll send you my love, and appreciation, because I wish the best for you,
I wish to see you glow, and shine away from the cold, with new energy,
For as long as there is fire, there is hope, and hope comes with love,

Therefore, I ask you again, who are you?

Looking over this place,
Bringing back memories of a happier time,

It’s been long since I was here last,
I thought it would help if I came,

Afraid it has gotten worse, I try to remember,
remember what made us feel this joy,

The scent of joy, the smiles which came effortless,
A time where worrying was left alone, and our minds roamed free,

What happened?

It’s gone, I can’t smell it anymore,
I don’t think I can smell anything at all.

First year that I’m alone,
First year that I will have to make it on my own,

A cake might be beautiful,
But so, would be the sight of you,

One year older, but what is the difference?
I’m still no closer to the truth,
Only another day closer of escaping my own youth,

Do I wish to grow old?
Absorbing even more events, crumbling into my soul?

Of course, I would want to shine bright,
Fighting each day, dreaming beautifully tonight,

I’m happy, you know that?
I’m on the path, on my own, out of the waters, and I won’t drown,

Life is just beginning,
And I’m beginning to understand,

Life is how I create it, and it could become grand,
Exploring the wild, stepping away from being a child,

I’m ready, let’s go,
This is life, and I’m ready to glow.

Hope you enjoy!
 
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