Poems
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Join Date: 2005-01-07 Member: 33343Members
Join Date: 2005-01-07 Member: 33343Members
<div class="IPBDescription">Post them</div> Rules: Only post Poems. Comments at the bottom.
Okay here's a poem i wrote since I'm depressed since my bird just died =[
<span style='color:red'><b>Darkness</b></span>
Darkness at my door
You're a door with out a brace,
No locks or knobs to turn you in our out,
Just metal and swinging through the air,
Run through your hair as if it was clay,
But you can't see the light,
Because you're blinded by darkness.
Okay here's a poem i wrote since I'm depressed since my bird just died =[
<span style='color:red'><b>Darkness</b></span>
Darkness at my door
You're a door with out a brace,
No locks or knobs to turn you in our out,
Just metal and swinging through the air,
Run through your hair as if it was clay,
But you can't see the light,
Because you're blinded by darkness.
Comments
Images abound
Color and form both dancing
Your sig is too big.
Who cares
Not me
The moderators go oh well
So do posters and spammers
So why do you care?
Because you're not swell
=]
On a trail
Got a track to follow
There's a dust cloud
There's a tail
Fill a sack with sorrow
In a second
Still to panic
Blood turns to nitroglycerin
Gone scurryin'
It's a black
Back of his mind
Nowhere to find
Place to hide
Or to rest
Collapse to the beat of the world in his chest
Can he find it
There are secrets in the hills
With the furrows, brows of the motherland
Omni chambers
Lots and ills
From a time when they spoke of another kind of living
The power to be one with the creatrix
A trinity of power like a matrix
In synch, this link to the source
A river and its course
What is Rock 'n' Roll?
Living water
Where money flows
Molds the landscape
To what it know
Stranger running
Running from fear
Danger size never looked so clear
And it's faces
Claims to be places pure
But how can a love be achieved by a warlike state
When it's already in your power to be great
But have to steal or appear to effect
Your every act is live and direct
Who said it has to be a Haiku.
OH FFS fine here's a damn poem in my post. I didn't even see the rule. I was too busy reading the poem. It's nonstandard, so it's not going to be any recognizable type of poem.
<span style='color:light blue'> </span>
<i>Soft soft soft</i>,
<span style='color:blue'>Blue</span> on <span style='color:white'>white</span> on <span style='color:red'>red</span>,
Carry me out instead,
Split the <span style='color:green'>Earth</span> and Tear the <span style='color:lightblue'>World</span>,
I sing with angel's wings unfurled,
<i>Soft soft soft</i>,
Break the <span style='color:grey'>b</span><span style='color:white'>o</span><span style='color:grey'>n</span><span style='color:white'>e</span><span style='color:grey'>s</span> that hold you up,
Pour your soul in <span style='color:silver'>silver</span> cup,
Force your brother into the <span style='color:brown'>muck</span>,
Now he's <b><span style='color:grey'>d</span><span style='color:black'>e</span><span style='color:grey'>a</span><span style='color:black'>d</span></b> you're out of <span style='color:yellow'>luck</span>,
<i>Soft soft soft</i>,
Sing with me into the sky,
Let your voice float and fly,
To that place where the father cries,
And the grinner <span style='font-size:7pt;line-height:100%'>smiles</span> then <span style='font-size:7pt;line-height:100%'>sighs</span>.
Now we will taunt him some more
Plus he sucks at DOOM
We should have a haiku fight
Anyone agree?
And I raise you another:
Each line must make sense!
Now we will taunt him some more
Plus he sucks at DOOM <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
But he rules himself,
He is 22KB,
PJ for the win.
We will have a show-down, Doom
And I will beat you!
Because I am already
late to go to bed
I'll dream up some lines
To pwn you on tommorrow
Until then, goodnight.
:P
But tomorrow, prepare.
You will be my ****.
Stop fighting to save some damn lines!
all you do is **** and whine!
I will post an interlude
'tween Doom and Mantrid
we've got moderators going in this too
gee, i should get some sleep and eat some food
They go seven, five, seven.
Please note this, Cookie.
and now i will go back to poems
my sig is too big and it needs to be fixed
comprox made my sig all screwy
and now im sad because i have no sig
because comprox is a meany head
who made me pee my bed
after fixing my sig
with his fictious rules
including his man boobs
no offending intended ^_^
By a lusty succubus.
Oh damn, I am dead.
In the world, oh no.
This is just a tribute, oh!
I must go home and tell john!
his poems are a mess and so are his pants
maybe i should put cackroaches in his underpants
maybe i shouldn't
maybe i will
but who cares
my name is bill
^_^
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<span style='font-size:14pt;line-height:100%'> Hand to hold </span>
It took me one year to understand
How far it had went
Guilt in blood
As if I were guilty
For some cheap crime
I have backed down the mountain
Feel the hand
The cold hand of sleep
Feel it gently touch your face, your lips, your soul
Breathe slower, close your eyes
Embrace it, Let it flow into you
Im’ waiting
See the calmness flow into the bosom of the bay
Silently waiting for the night
Feel the day slowly, sitting down
Listen to the song of the summer night
it exists
blue winds and water
Blue skies and oceans
Blue feelings in the night
I have fallen
God knows how I’ve felt
I couldn’t explain the signs any longer
and I had no hand to hold
I gave it all away
I gave it all away
Now I’m taking it back
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Now we will taunt him some more
Plus he sucks at DOOM <!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd-->
I broke the rule? What?
There was no rule stating that.
You suck at reading.
I'm the one with the best poems posted
you're all garbage compared to me
when it comes to rhyming no one can beat me
because i have the rythme and the beat
so if i were you id go home and beat your meat
because you have no chance against me
with your silly haiku's
making me laugh and stand about with glue
glue my self to the screen and play this wonderful game
but please CHILDREN stay away from my game
Changing the game a little bit now
i'm hoping you can understand it
because there should be a new flow
and please don't have a fit
because we're all gamers
and we're all poets
but please understand that comprox is only a child
and he wants to ruin your sig
make funny faces at him and make him mad wild
he'll snap your neck in half like a twig
so don't complain or he'll come back for you
and break your limbs if he has to.
maybe i should put cackroaches in his underpants <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
You rhymed pants with pants.
You have broken a standard rule.
Get out of my thread.
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Zebedee finally snaps
"GET THE **** TO BED"
and in denial
please refrain from using harsh words
because there are children on this board
who have not one clue
to what we are saying
so stop the damn haiku!
Because I pwned you in the face.
Crowbar to the head.
To swiftly expose your thoughts.
Now get me a sandwich.
and in denial
please refrain from using harsh words
because there are children on this board
who have not one clue
to what we are saying
so stop the damn haiku! <!--QuoteEnd--> </td></tr></table><div class='postcolor'> <!--QuoteEEnd-->
There are no children.
Except for Mantrid, that dork.
or jy, that ****.
You really suck at them man!
you just suck balls heh