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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #560 on: April 06, 2016, 02:23:34 AM »
To embrace the world
To immerse yourself
Above the sky
Below the earth

Decay and death are the norm
Scents and sights without description
We all take life for granted
Until we've beat that ragged storm
"Kind of a stupid game, isn't it?" - Calvin

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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #561 on: April 06, 2016, 03:59:25 AM »
A thousand hairy savages sitting down to lunch,
Gobble gobble gulp gulp munch munch munch.
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #562 on: August 28, 2016, 01:41:18 PM »
America,
Another useless ploy
They have created
To keep us in a blinded state.
We've got to lift the veil
Of what we consider truth...
Thwhites dominate
Together they destroy.
Sick and tired of these "men" on TV
Why the need...
Enough of this bull

Life soaks the hologram...

America,
Isn't true
It stands for genocide
It's not humane....

Research the past
It portrays at last...
Thwhites
Dominate.
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #563 on: August 29, 2016, 12:15:45 PM »
Images of perfection, suntan and napalm.

Grenada, Haiti, Poland, Nicaragua.

Who shall we choose for our morality ?

I'm thinking right now of Hollywood tragedy.

Big Mac, Smack, Phoenix, R. Please Smile, y'all.

Cuba, Mexico won't cauterise our discipline.

Your idols speak so much of the abyss

Yet your morals only run as deep as the Surface !




...ok I didn't write it but I have no idea what it means :lol

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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #564 on: September 03, 2016, 12:16:37 PM »
A wise man once ate some jello
The phone rang and he said hello
I'm having a day
I wish went away
smoked some weed now he's mello

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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #565 on: September 13, 2016, 10:50:08 PM »
Bending the waves of sound
Detuning the harmony
In dissonance silence resides
Clutching the vibes of dirt.

Ascend on
Pierce with the sky
In thunderous clouds
Blue ocean, she awaits.

The text of legends,
A theatrical affair
Foretold the events
We as one would live
Through the dissonance
As we...

Bend the waves of sound
RE-tune the harmony
The vibes reside in silence.
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #566 on: September 16, 2016, 01:19:39 PM »
I wrote a haiku that's also a palindrome.

Live wartime, O God
Deliver - reviled do go
Emit raw evil
Listen! Do you smell something?

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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #567 on: November 02, 2016, 08:03:40 AM »
Tell your lies, smoke your pipe
Run and hide, that's your life
Will it begin again, or end in defeat
The ones you trust, the ones you eat
Let it be written, but not also done
For when it begins it isn't much fun
You run for the hills, you stay in your bed
You battle the demons that live in your head
The demons are real, the demons are strong
You'll never defeat them, the longer your gone
But if you return, to turn on the light
the journey won't end, so begin the fight
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #568 on: January 25, 2017, 07:04:55 PM »
I'm taking a creative writing class in university right now and we are currently doing poetry. I have never written much poetry in my life, so this is largely my first endeavor. It is much harder than writing a story, at least in my opinion, but here are the four poems I am submitting for my assignment:

This first one is my take on a villanelle. For those not familiar with that structure, read "Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night" as an excellent frame of reference. The first and third lines are supposed to be repeated as they are in my poem, but I decided to alter the first line each time it appeared later in the poem. I tried my best to do it in iambic pentameter, and pushed the rules a few times, but overall I think this one turned out quite well.

When Grey the Winter Comes

The sun is gone, in fear the world decayed
A man put hand on head of stone and said:
When grey the winter comes, I too shall fade.

And past those trees, just frames, they bear no blade,
Where evil lurks and preys I fear to tread.
The sun is gone, in fear my mind is stayed.

Abandon soul and hope the debt is paid
With life too young, I weep for blood thatís shed.
When grey the winter comes, I too shall fade.

When nightmares call your name, be not afraid,
Heed not their guilty cries, they dream in dread.
The sun is gone, in fear Iíll be unmade.

And dark my thoughts, become a ghost, a shade,
Forgive their sins, forget the hate theyíve fed.
When grey the winter comes, I too shall fade.

And here I kneel, the hole in which youíre laid
Engulfs the tears I eternally shed.
My son is gone, in fear my heart betrayed.
When grey the winter comes, I too shall fade.

***

The next one is about depression, and choosing to fight through it.

Deathís Lullaby

Shadows deepen, wings unfurl and cloak
Of black, hooded man, deathís lord.
Dissonant voice like crumbling mountains, he spoke:
ďWhat gift is life if death is your reward?Ē
Porcelain moon, pale columns of light
Illuminate my soul, lead me from this barren place.
Reaching out, weary of this fight.
Pieced together, a fragile frozen vase

Frost creeps across the pane of glass,
Edges out the warmth within.
But someday too this cold shall pass
And once more will life begin.
Death leaned close and warm
Was his breath, deviously he smiled.
 ďI will guide you through this storm,
Lay in my arms and sleep my child.Ē

Melody of death, haunting lullaby
Drawn to your cold embrace.
Awaken! It is not my time to die,
Your evil I must erase.
The shadowed sky will lighten
And pale moonlight will wane.
No more will I let you frighten.
Dawn breaks, I choose to remain.

***

Just a short little haiku that I wrote in class. These were extremely fun to write, and will probably try my hand at a few more in the future.

Liquid Caress

Water rises, a
Soft gurgle, inches closer
Devours my toes.

***

And finally, a free verse poem. The story for this comes out of the book I am writing, where the main character spreads his wife's ashes in her garden and the flowers die soon after. I really struggled with free verse, I'm not sure why, I thought with my background and experience writing works with no boundaries that free form would be the easiest for me, but it was not the case. I'm not crazy about this poem, but I am still tinkering with it. Title pending.

I take ash to the garden
Singing with tears in my eyes
And sprinkle you amongst
The flowers you groomed.
Reduced to dust, returned to earth,
Falling, falling, falling.
Slipping through fingers
Like hour-glass sand.

Petals blue, petals red
Sap life from you
Return tomorrow to
Rows of skeletons
Bright lovely faces have
Wilted, wilted, wilted.
Where death is spread
Life grows no more.

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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #569 on: January 26, 2017, 11:03:55 AM »
Roses are Red
Snowflakes are White
Awww, does somebody need a hug tonight?
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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #570 on: August 20, 2017, 01:17:01 AM »
Hey everyone. Sorry for the thread bump, but I started writing poetry as a way to work through some of my issues, and I would like to share some of my work with all of you. I apologize in advance for the dark tone. I don't really do happy poetry.

GIVE UP

To put your faith in me is to accept disappointment
For you know I will always find a way to fuck things up
To put your trust in me is to accept heartbreak
For you know I will always find a way to let you down
To put effort into trying to help me is to accept frustration
For you know I will never help myself
If you really want to be happy
Truly want to be at peace
Let me go
Live your life as if I never was a part of it
Shut me out
Cut me off
Donít let me ruin you like Iím ruining myself
If you want to not worry about me, do yourself a favor
Give up
I already have

WHERE PAIN AND WEAKNESS MEET

Where pain and weakness meet you found me
Contemplating life or death
Through your soul I thought I found nirvana
Until you ripped it all away
We fell in love with each otherís flaws
Were entranced by each otherís imperfections
But my baggage weighed too heavy on you
It dragged you down
Slowed you to a grinding halt
You were so blinded by the weight I put on you
That you didnít see me powering through the immense pressure you placed on me
Instead you saw an easier life
A simpler existence
So you tore down my world to build a shelter for your newfound freedom
You would think I would enjoy that freedom as well
But the emptiness of my life is suffocating
Crushing me with each fleeting second
And now Iím back home
Back where I belong
Where pain and weakness meet youíll find me
Contemplating life or peace
ďPeople figured out that the white thing that comes out of cows' titties could be drunk, and the relation between sweet desires and women's bellies growing up for 9 months. It can't be THAT hard to figure out how a trumpet works.Ē

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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #571 on: August 20, 2017, 02:34:30 AM »
Oh cool, I didn't know we had a thread for this kind of stuff

(that's my poem)

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Re: Official Poetry Thread
« Reply #572 on: April 15, 2018, 03:00:26 AM »
I posted this before. I modified it and feel its a good revision

I try
to write what's in my mind
There
past demons tend to hide
Blocking me
 from entering
Imaginations mortality.

I try
to write what I see
A blinding veil
A conspiracy of silence
Behind the scenes
Destiny arises
In black and white

The colors brighten

I hear her voice
 in the winds
Telepathy dreams
Where I lay in peace to rest

She sings her soothing songs
The winds respond in tune
Beneath the ash of dust and bones
The wild flowers bloom

Its been to long
Now I'm here
Alone
Nothing new
Wishing we could all be
One single master equation
Unification
But we will never be

Joining once more



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