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Jan 25, 2011 1:17:46 GMT
Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2011 1:17:46 GMT
This is a haiku that I made in spanish class before I fell asleep.
Love is two edged, Love may bring you happiness, Love may bring you death.
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Jan 25, 2011 5:09:44 GMT
Post by Dogmantra on Jan 25, 2011 5:09:44 GMT
Hmmm... I'm something of a pote. I might have to post some of my pomes for your reading pleasure.
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Jan 25, 2011 6:15:24 GMT
Post by Admin on Jan 25, 2011 6:15:24 GMT
This is a haiku that I made in spanish class before I fell asleep. Not to sound disrespectful, but that made me laugh so loud.
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Jan 25, 2011 7:01:53 GMT
Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2011 7:01:53 GMT
Go ahead I love poetry though I don't get much time for them.
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Jan 25, 2011 11:32:31 GMT
Post by Dogmantra on Jan 25, 2011 11:32:31 GMT
I chose my second most disturbing pome for you then.
Simon says to work all day, Simon says you can never play. Simon says you'll get no pay. Simon says to like it.
Simon says to wear these clothes, Exploited factory workers wove. Simon says "eat this, not those." Simon says to like it.
Simon says you're getting fat, Simon says he won't like that. Simon says get a dog, not a cat. Simon says to like it.
Be at peace with your flaws. Be okay you're a sinner. With a grin, Simon speaks: "Well done. You're all winners."
Yay.
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Jan 25, 2011 23:35:29 GMT
Post by dillybar64 on Jan 25, 2011 23:35:29 GMT
I chose my second most disturbing pome for you then. Simon says to work all day, Simon says you can never play. Simon says you'll get no pay. Simon says to like it. Simon says to wear these clothes, Exploited factory workers wove. Simon says "eat this, not those." Simon says to like it. Simon says you're getting fat, Simon says he won't like that. Simon says get a dog, not a cat. Simon says to like it. Be at peace with your flaws. Be okay you're a sinner. With a grin, Simon speaks: "Well done. You're all winners." Yay. How is that disturbing at all?
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Jan 26, 2011 1:13:59 GMT
Post by Dogmantra on Jan 26, 2011 1:13:59 GMT
How is that disturbing at all? Well let's see It's ransacked a childhood game to make a point about how crap things can be and are, I find it depressing, but the disturbing part is that I came up with it. Me. You don't see how that's disturbing? For posterity, attached is a list of three other things that I find disturbing: Cars Driving Make up
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Jan 26, 2011 2:48:00 GMT
Post by thadudette on Jan 26, 2011 2:48:00 GMT
I write songs and poems once in a while, maybe I'll post something if I ever get in the mood. For posterity, attached is a list of three other things that I find disturbing: Make up *sticks on AGREE sticker*
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Jan 26, 2011 3:03:20 GMT
Post by Deleted on Jan 26, 2011 3:03:20 GMT
Nice poem Dogmantra.
Also I have to say that most of my poems, hiakus and other things related to poetry are all based on my love for someone that doesn't love me back; my second crush and my third crush.
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Jan 26, 2011 4:05:48 GMT
Post by craneknight on Jan 26, 2011 4:05:48 GMT
I got some songs but they're sad and long so i won't post them
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Feb 1, 2011 3:09:40 GMT
Post by Deleted on Feb 1, 2011 3:09:40 GMT
My new gotcha force hiaku that I made in Spanish class because that is my nap class that I sleep in. Ninja Borgs Ninja borgs are best, With their swords and heads held high, Death Arc can't compare.
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Apr 30, 2011 5:18:45 GMT
Post by insanityscythe on Apr 30, 2011 5:18:45 GMT
My new signature is a free verse poem of sorts that i came up with while i was suffering from extreme boredom in writing class. And in case some of you are too lazy to scroll down and read the tiny print, The singularity, a thing beyond the grasp of time and space, When man reaches it they expect a window to the truth, but find only a mirror. Man sees this mirror as trickery, but seen from my eyes it is a endless and eternal corridor of an existence that does not exist. (ps, this poem may contain a political undertone , or it may not )
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May 3, 2011 0:55:15 GMT
Post by Stove on May 3, 2011 0:55:15 GMT
Poets, yay. I love poetry. I made a haiku in Social Science, when I was supposed to take notes (I still got a B- on the Test tho! ;D) Here it is:
Memento Mori "Remember that you will die" Latin makes me sad ;D ;D ;D
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May 11, 2011 7:31:53 GMT
Post by Dogmantra on May 11, 2011 7:31:53 GMT
I call this one "Vn" (It's my best textual approximation of someone giving the "peace!" sign with their hand.)
I miss your smile and your sense of irony That's not quite ironic but For me and you it's adequate. I miss our non-explicit hugs I'll never need illicit drugs With you here for my highs You're my heroine And that should come as no suprise And as my day is ending I think of all those you're befriending Who never knew you Who can't see through into the true you And I can't believe I never knew before Opportunity is not a door, It's a building site putting up a wall That's entirely unbreakable And when you're gone and the only one left is me This pathetic male visage is the only thing I see I lie through teeth and say I'm fine.
I've been a girl since I was nine.
(CAN YOU TELL I LIKE RHYMING)
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May 11, 2011 7:52:28 GMT
Post by shadowbite on May 11, 2011 7:52:28 GMT
Short yet full of depth... I love to write myself
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May 11, 2011 14:45:10 GMT
Post by dillybar64 on May 11, 2011 14:45:10 GMT
I like poems, however I am not that good at making them. This is pretty much the best I've been able to make. I was playing around with making the rhyme scheme all masculine A's, I wanted all lines to have 7 beats to them and I tried to add more internal rhymes as the poem goes on to convey annoyance and repetition. What do you think?
Progress Lots of lines I’ve been in late Waiting, waiting, waiting, wait Oh these lines I’ve come to hate Waiting, waiting, wait wait wait Come on now or I’ll be late Waiting, waiting, wait wait wait Never get through at this rate Wait wait wait wait wait wait wait
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Aug 9, 2011 16:22:30 GMT
Post by Jay24092 on Aug 9, 2011 16:22:30 GMT
a poem about my little sister
My little sister is always there when you need her. My little sister is the best little sister ever and i would not trade her for anything. My little sister has a way of making everyone laugh when they have a bad day. My little sister is one of a kind My little sister is annoying to, but i still love her anyways. My little sister is also my best friend.
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Aug 9, 2011 19:41:16 GMT
Post by Jay24092 on Aug 9, 2011 19:41:16 GMT
the moon
Where has this moon gone? the moon that used to brighten up the night sky, And the moon that used to shine Brighter than any star, The moon that used to bring to me This beautiful light, For this moon used to lighten up My heart, Now that this moon is gone I must rely on the stars to bring me light, This moon left me alone, alone to suffer and think empty thoughts, And now i know that I am lost, Oh where has this moon gone?
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Aug 19, 2011 10:54:35 GMT
Post by Rhyman on Aug 19, 2011 10:54:35 GMT
the moon Where has this moon gone? the moon that used to brighten up the night sky, And the moon that used to shine Brighter than any star, The moon that used to bring to me This beautiful light, For this moon used to lighten up My heart, Now that this moon is gone I must rely on the stars to bring me light, This moon left me alone, alone to suffer and think empty thoughts, And now i know that I am lost, Oh where has this moon gone? James that poem seems very close to mine that i wrote in English
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Aug 19, 2011 11:07:54 GMT
Post by Jay24092 on Aug 19, 2011 11:07:54 GMT
the moon Where has this moon gone? the moon that used to brighten up the night sky, And the moon that used to shine Brighter than any star, The moon that used to bring to me This beautiful light, For this moon used to lighten up My heart, Now that this moon is gone I must rely on the stars to bring me light, This moon left me alone, alone to suffer and think empty thoughts, And now i know that I am lost, Oh where has this moon gone? Yeah but this one is my version from school and i got a B for it James that poem seems very close to mine that i wrote in English
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