Post your Poetry Thread!

[datalink7]

I suck the big one at poetry, and I more want to hear some of your poetry. But I guess if you start a thread about posting poetry you should post one yourself so here it goes.

I wrote this one while at a party, where all of a sudden I felt very detached from everyone. Like I wasn't there, but instead watching a movie or something.

Noise noise noise,
bouncing off the wall
Surrounding my mind,
feeling so very small.

A prison of consicence
slowly closing in.
A break appears in the ice,
but can I get in?

Who are these people,
that around me surround?
While the music blares,
so loudly in the background.

Can I ever know them?
Of them whom can I befriend?
And is there someone near
that would stay with me till the end?

The answer comes slowly,
a whisper on the water.
But it seems the farther I reach,
the more it gets harder.

So I sift through a myriad of moments
and down the hour glass of time I run.
Can I find the answer to my sorrow
before my day is done?
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Also, another one is in my sig.

 

[SoylentGreen]

Little boy blue
He needed the money.

 

[djheater]

"On the death of a child"

Flowers in the field
Scarcely bloomed
Wither

Dew on the grass
A form barely taken
Is and is not again

Frost on autumn leaves
The scent of earth
A dream

 

[Dacalo]

Here toilet I sit,
Taking a shit.

Oh how it's trying to come dart,
but all I get is a loud fart.

I just wrote this now, since I felt bored

 

[Sealy]

Very nice Datalink7!

 

[Evadman]

I can't handle your guns.
I can't handle your hate.
I can't handle your ridicule.
I can't handle your world.

So I shall create
And I shall not Deny.


<edit>
pretty sorry when I misspell "handle"

 

[datalink7]

Originally posted by: Sealy
Very nice Datalink7!

Thanks

 

[AvesPKS]

Take this one with a grain of salt, guys. I had to take a poetry class, and for each poet we studied, we had to write a poem in his style. This one is written in the style of Walt Whitman, specifically "Song of Myself".




I know some have said it has started and will finish
with the Big Bang,
But I shall not mention the Big Bang.

The earth spins in circles and circles without end.
The moon circles and circles without end.
The men walk and drive without end.
The children grow up and die without end.
Drive and drive and drive,
Continually going forth without end.

Stars so bright shining in the sky it becomes us.
Moon guiding with outstretched arms it becomes us.
Orion, Cancer, Aquarius, Capricorn, Aries, constellations one and all
Caressing us with outstretched hands they become us.
Dark haunting sky, so foreboding as you press against me it becomes us.
Persons I have touched, men I have wronged, faces I have seen it become us.

I browse with my person?
We explore each nook of each other,
Finding what each we like and what each we do not like.
Diving into ourselves we reach a state of intimacy
Unrivaled by any other union in heaven or earth.
We become as one, enfolded.


I become those around me, not sympathizing
But empathizing.
Of the downtrodden as well as victorious,
Defined by all, yet contained by none.
The majestic small,
From many, one.
The Maryland crabber in his boat,
Swaddled in hip-waders and sun-parched lips,
The suburban man, watering his Columbia lawn,
Wearing my Adidas.
The tobacco farmer, drenched in sweat,
Eager to finish his harvest, working thoroughly.
The modern-day western cowboy, riding his steed
Of steel, roping his charges of silicon.

Making as one complements another,
Arms outstretched, reaching, reaching, reaching.
The idea that once was has come again, riding on the back
Of the eagle, swift and sound, Rise! Rise! Rise! It calls.
Ever hurrying, ever harrying.

 

[Brutuskend]

Bird Death by Brutuskend


A small bird did land one day
upon my window sill

I left the room but came right back
But he did sit there still

I opened up the window and withheld a crust of bread
And then I slammed the window
upon his FVCKING HEAD

 

[datalink7]

Originally posted by: Brutuskend
Bird Death by Brutuskend


A small bird did land one day
upon my window sill

I left the room but came right back
But he did sit there still

I opened up the window and withheld a crust of bread
And then I slammed the window
upon his FVCKING HEAD

I don't know whether to LMAO or cringe

 

[GoodToGo]

Can be used for a condom ad-

This goes for big booty,
Consider heavy duty!

 

[UglyCasanova]

I am typing for this thread.
What has my life come to?
What ever should I do?
I wish I was dead.

Then Baby Jesus came along,
And he then shook his head,
and then he said:
"You should put down the bong."

I threw it away,
And he smiled at me
And I began to see
That this poem is gay!!!

 

[bizmark]

These are all little snippets that I created with my Magnetic Poetry kit. It's quite fun to try to create something beautiful and meaningful out of random words you pull out of a box. They're a lot better when you see them arranged on the fridge. I'll try to indicate spacings or line breaks with slashes. I've had these same fragments for.... going on 4 years now :Q

the / ugly languid / death / of / TV

recall / void / eternity

cool finger / lights / upon / her / hot bare / rose petal smooth / skin

tiny / size / butt / springs / by
(for this one, the slashes represent vertical displacement.... so you read from left to right, but you bounce up and down from word to word)

produce / delirious symphony / of language

 

[UglyCasanova]

up for my fabulous poem

 

[JoeKing]

4am can't go to sleep poem

I woke up this morning talking to my trumpet. The air the rythmn shook me to my soul.

Live colors of sound drift through the body, the bell. Cold steel on hard skin, pucker and blow child, pucker and blow. The lungs are burnin the, soul in churnin and all is alive.

Thump thump thump goes my fingers against brass glass.

Take it up a bit see what I hit.

The soul lips burn as the brass melts into my hands. I give myself up to oh so sweet a harmony. I hit that note that wails to life, a slim black cat slinkin ever so quitly along. A high high squeal that grows and feeds off the world around it. Life and note become one. The open charter and the cliff of what?s done. And I breath.

 

[linuxboy]

On a particularly tired morning:

Tell me O muted leaf:
Has the sun risen today?
Tell me, thou Creator's floor
Have it's rays warmed thee?
Tell me, bluest sky and cloud
Has it risen from the east mountains?
You say it has... rise with it?
I shall, right after my nap.


Cheers !

 

[guyver01]

Love Lost

Though I know you do not love me
And probably never will..
For you love I shall be hoping
Till time is standing still.
And my love will keep on waiting
with it's longing at your side,
That the day my soon be nearing
When with you, it will soon reside.
Oh, this love of mine is stubborn
And I know it will not give in,
Lest it finds the one solution
On just how your own to win.
And I know my love is weeping
In the loneliness it holds.
And will not end in sadness
Till your love, my heart embolds.
So I hope you will consider
That this love of mine is for you.
After all it maybe the one thing
Which forever will be true.

 

[SaltBoy]

Spaghetti in my pants.
Why did I agree
To become a frat boy?

 

[Deeko]

I've written about 10 pages of poetry for my girlfriend. I'm actually quite good at it. I've got it lying around here somewhere.

 

[rudder]

Fleas,
Adam Had 'em.

 

[StrongBad]

I love you I love you,
I love you so well,
if I had a skunk
I would give you a smell.

If I were a dog
I would give you a bite.
If I were a witch
I would give you a fright.

If I were a bathtub
I'd give you a splash.
If I were a fungus
I'd give you a rash.

I love you so much
that I won't tell a lie,
I promise we'll marry
the day that I die.

 

[ohtwell]

The True Me

Everyone thinks they know the true me
The true me is something they will never see
Locked in my cage is where I must be
Hidden away where no one can see
Stuck in my cage I will never be free
Until someone frees the true me


: ) Amanda

 

[NikPreviousAcct]

and stick one of those fingers
on each hand up

and be proud to be
out of your mind
and out of control
but, one more time
loud as you can
how does it go??

 

[ohtwell]

Originally posted by: ffmcobalt
and stick one of those fingers
on each hand up

and be proud to be
out of your mind
and out of control
but, one more time
loud as you can
how does it go??

Hehehehehe!! I like that.


: ) Amanda

 

[illusion88]

This one is untitled and not really finished. Mabye you guys can help with a title

A thousand faces I see each day
But in my mind only one will stay
her radience so fine, her beauty so devine
A vision of perfection burnt into my mind

My mind is where her memory will stay
she leaves me only wanting more
A hug, A touch, a kiss?
Anything would bring me to bliss
And allow me to fall from my haunting abyss



I don't know... what do you guys think? Good? I know it needs lots of work. Mabye I shoiuld take away the ryming scheme...