snc4113 Posted April 29, 2004 Share Posted April 29, 2004 Even writing this one made me cry. :'(True LovePeople only seeWhat they want to.But love blinds peopleMore than before.I Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EWS Posted April 29, 2004 Share Posted April 29, 2004 The swallow flies South for the winterIn the spring it returnsIt dies Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Apollyon Posted April 29, 2004 Author Share Posted April 29, 2004 Replace 'dies' with 'violently explodes' and you've got a cracking poem. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nemafakei Posted April 30, 2004 Share Posted April 30, 2004 Or "is laden with coconuts". Sorry. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Apollyon Posted April 30, 2004 Author Share Posted April 30, 2004 That would be an interesting sight. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
snc4113 Posted May 1, 2004 Share Posted May 1, 2004 I Owe YouI owe you so much,You probably don Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyborg Posted May 1, 2004 Share Posted May 1, 2004 Kill meor at leastLet me live Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Apollyon Posted May 1, 2004 Author Share Posted May 1, 2004 Wah wah wahhhh.You get the 'special' prize, for a poem with mutually exclusive choices!Plus a year's supply of catfood! *Oooh* *Ahhh* :O :) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyborg Posted May 1, 2004 Share Posted May 1, 2004 Thanks.I better get me a dog then. Dogs can eat cat food, can't they? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dante Posted May 1, 2004 Share Posted May 1, 2004 I'm not really a poet in any sense of the word, except maybe when accompanied by 'bad.' Nonetheless I've attempted to scribble down something passable in order to get a bit of frustration out of my system. It hasn't worked. I still want to murder most of the people at my school..."So tell us, please," the psychiatrist said,"Why you willed your schoolmates dead.""What was it made you go that day,and try to blow them all away?"It doesn't matter what I say,"the boy replied, "'cos anyway,you'll lock me up no matter whatI say to you, I'll sit and rot.""Not true." The older man protested,"It says you were calm when arrested.I'd like to know just what that means,it's not as clear-cut as it seems.""The matter here is far from plain."The man went on, "What did you gain,by slaughtering those innocents?Perhaps it was for amusements?""Innocents?!" The boy leapt up,"Innocents you say? 'To f*ck!They made my life a misery!It's them that you should blame, not me!""For thirteen years," The boy went on,"Thirteen years, to be was frowned upon.Thirteen years they ground me down,thirteen years, in my hometown.""More than a decade, thirteen years,they acted out my private fears,they turned me into a recluse,desperation; then drug abuse.""You think I'm the one who's come off best?""The boy went on, "You think I'll rest?The kid that is now in constraints,compared to those he killed, the saints?""The pain I've suffered for so long,"The boy continued, "It was wrong.I was right, I killed them quick.To draw it out would have been sick.""Sick the way they treated me."He reasoned, "for because, you see,I was mercifully fast.They drew it out, they made it last.""But if you were seeking retribution,"The Psychiatrist asked, "Was death the solution?""If you wanted the tables turned,why not return the pain they earned?""I'm better than they'd ever be."The boy replied, "I know that, see,I didn't return the pain they dealt,I was merciful, I felt.""You see yourself as justified?"The bearded man asked, both eyes wide,"More than that," the boy replied,"I suffered for years, they just died.""You seriously think they came off better?"Said the psychiatrist with a hole in his sweater."Ever since those idiots died."The boy returned with a trace of pride."I've got nothing. I'm still living.What a life! So unforgiving...They had everything I had not,And they'll never feel the pain I got.""Isn't that a thing divine?They'll never feel the pain of mine.Yes, I've justified my action,and achieved a measure of satisfaction."As you can see, it's pretty crap (I used to be better...). Maybe I'll throw together something else later... Maybe something in a less limerick-like form dealing with the rest of the trial... Maybe the incident itself. It's like mapping out the rest of my life... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyborg Posted May 1, 2004 Share Posted May 1, 2004 Entertaining poem Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The_Sadukar Posted May 1, 2004 Share Posted May 1, 2004 :D I must say I rather like it, I found it quite entertaining :D Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EWS Posted May 2, 2004 Share Posted May 2, 2004 Drug abuse??? Surely not a sign of things to come Dusty? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dante Posted May 2, 2004 Share Posted May 2, 2004 You're saying this to the person who giggles after inhaling corrosive alkali? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EWS Posted May 2, 2004 Share Posted May 2, 2004 I thought you were going to burn it?But have u ever taken drugs? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dante Posted May 2, 2004 Share Posted May 2, 2004 What, the copper chloride and carbonate? Of course I'm going to burn that. Pretty coloured flame... That probably wouldn't do anything even if I did inhale it.I have much better things to do with my time, resources and money than take drugs. I have much better things to do... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EWS Posted May 2, 2004 Share Posted May 2, 2004 Like.... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dante Posted May 2, 2004 Share Posted May 2, 2004 That's offtopic and for me to know. :P Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GhostHunter Posted May 7, 2004 Share Posted May 7, 2004 Really shitty but hey, I wrote it with no intent on an actual poem nor any real motivation.My blood hits splatters amongst the tileThis is less honorable than dieing in battle?Instead of them I pulled itThe bulletMy angelMy saviorMemories flashThey slip, crashed against a wallCollided with realityAnd my need to be- something moreThan one number amongst a hordeThe choir of life ceases to singFor it has ignored my existenceLike all the restEven in attempts of my bestI fell short, attached to a cord- a leash, a dawnMy body hit the floorReality Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
snc4113 Posted May 9, 2004 Share Posted May 9, 2004 :'( You have more talent then you give yourself credit for. Anyways, here's my latest.Forbidden LoveThere are things about him,I just can Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thomas Posted May 12, 2004 Share Posted May 12, 2004 short one I made in english;SoldierSoldier! Soldier! Where will you be?To the battlefield, for my Empirewhere honor is gained, but solitude is notand many foul be that must be foughtSoldier! Soldier! Where have you been?On the battlefield sir, next to my fallen kinwhere swords kiss and arrows fallwith no one to heed the dying callsSoldier! Soldier! To whom have you died?My Empire where many are joyouswhere forests and fields stretch onand people are gratfulfor my death, for though it is just oneallows them to live peaceful Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
snc4113 Posted May 14, 2004 Share Posted May 14, 2004 EnvyI know you love her, It Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Apollyon Posted May 24, 2004 Author Share Posted May 24, 2004 Diverging MechanicsThe cars worm down streetsIn estuaries of light.Here a striplight animal,Neon in disgruntlement,Steps out with grunting orchestrasTo dazzles mythsThat fly around amazed as everAt their stupid names."An armadillo is an ugly thing,"Said the taxi's cutlineTo a passing raven spinnerWho was pirouetting on the roof.Traffic-lights wink and strut their stuff,Enticing trade from needy machinesWho lustfully rev and hoot With wolf-whistle blurts and oily squirts.The old sea-dog,A nefarious chap,Once eighty to the gallonOn a pushed down pipe,Now resides in seedy tavern sides,Drinking engine cordialsAnd single atmospheres.The innards of a singed cornettoSeashell rotate a million impossibleDegrees as it shifts a gearTo charcoal stares and burns rubberSkidmarks on double-decker roads.Architectures strain as throbbingMounds SurroundBroken dreams andSmall appendages. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
thomas Posted May 27, 2004 Share Posted May 27, 2004 really roughAlone he sits atop his throneAxe and helm aside he sits there in griefhearing their death criesReminiscing battles of oldBattles he would astrideHow he relished the blood he spiltThe honor he had gainHow his once glorious banner flew Now it sits with baneFor he has shed too much bloodHis honor now a stainHis once lush laurelNow rots to his sideThe broken men before himTheir cries he wouldn't abideKill them all we wouldKilled them all he didNow he sits atop his throneAxe and helm asideHe sits there in painFeeling each wound he appliedReminiscing battles of oldSlaughters he now decries Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cybopache Posted June 17, 2004 Share Posted June 17, 2004 Ok you all write really good,and inspirationally too.I post one of my own here done back in the mid 90`s,it took me bout 5 min to do.It was during one of my brain storming moments.It is written as text to music. MOVING CHANGES manna dessi Yesterday happen one of the tough stuff that does from time to time Problems do occur but is difficult to handle It turn out to be the way we comes around them Which is the answer to the question of what we should do Year after year we do the same old things Don Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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