Poetry anyone?

I like to write poetry. Anyone else dabble or enjoy? I'll share some.

You're a manipulative liar
An evil conniving bitch
I hope you catch on fire
Or fall off of a fucking cliff

Whore is accurately descriptive
And slut would certainly fit
You're something much worse though
You're a thoughtless piece of shit.

Also

You push me away
Yet ask me to stay
Your clock must be broken
You give me no time of day

Undefined chemistry
Back and forth endlessly
Clearly common interests
Supplied by our symmetry

Separate but never apart
I was already finished before you said start

And

It beats and bangs
It raps and it swings
It has highs and lows
And everything inbetween

The sounds invoke emotion
Helps center deep thoughts
It is so much at once
The comotion brings calm

We all have a preference
And most definitely choice
But best of all?
We all feel its vice

It helps build you up
Keeps you from falling down
It is something like magic
No, it is simply a sound

It cannot be ignored
It cannot be dismissed
Sharing talent creates feelings
Feeling of talent in the talentless

Everyone is a DJ
Perfectly pitched and on key
They know every word
Even though they can't sing

Don't not stiffle or judge
Mock or make fun
Their soul has spilled over
They have music for blood

Uno Mas

It isn't easy to write this out
I wish I could stomp, scream, shout
I can't I must use my words
Unpack my thoughts and jot down verbs

It's easy if you think real hard
I know my role and I'll play my part

Just a puppet moved by your strings
One of many in the scheme of things
One of many hoping for one of one
One of many but no longer holding on

My face is blue and out of breath
I've been here before
I know just what to expect

A cog that doesn't turn
Steadily building this bridge to burn

I'll just watch it go up in flames
This has happened before...

Just change the names.

I use to write... but no one gets to read it..

gioua said:

I use to write... but no one gets to read it..

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Ah what a shame. Poetry is the way to heal a soul.

* snapps fingers vigorously * i dont write anymore because im not in the right frame of mind. i want to right where everything is 100% beautiful. right now im still trying to get a moped so if i want i can go three towns over and write and come back.

nah I'm uptight about it lol...

...You must die; I alone am best!

I hope ya flip some guy the bird,
He cuts you off and you're forced to swerve,
In front of the Beatles' tour bus,
A Bookmobile and a Mack truck,
Hauling hazardous biological waste,
The light turns red you have no brakes,
And "Hard Copy" gets it all on tape,
So you can see the look on your face,

...Die Die Die Die Die Die Die!,
...Die Die Die Die Die Die Die!,

I hope your Pinto begins to spin,
Takes out a disabled Vietnam Veteran,
Mows down a Nobel Peace Prize Winner,
And maybe some orphans having Christmas dinner,
Perhaps even the British Royal Family,
And the Rabbi that's clutching the bottle-fed puppy,
And we can't forget the newlyweds,
And those Jerry's Kids are as good as dead,
I hope this helps to emphasize,
I hope this helps to clarify,

I hope you die,

I hope your cellmate thinks he's God,
But C.N.N. refer to him as "Bowling Ball Bag Bob",
Serving time again for abuse of a corpse,
Only this time the victim's a Clydesdale horse,
While he masturbates to photos of livestock,
He does the "Silence of the Lambs" dance to Christian Rock,
Eats feces and quotes from "Deliverance",
And fights with his imaginary playmate Vince,

...Die Die Die Die Die Die Die!,
...Die Die Die Die Die Die Die!,

I hope he grins like Jack Nicholson,
And forces you to play a game called Balls On Chin,
And whatever happens next is all a blur,
But you remember "fist" can be a verb,
And when you finally regain consciousness,
You're bound and gagged in a wedding dress,
And the prison guard looks the other way,
'Cause he's the guy ya flipped the bird the other day,
I hope this helps to emphasize,
I hope this helps to clarify,

I hope you die,
...I hope you die!.

Well-written but sorry about the circumstances, Danky-Dank. You made something constructive of it though... All of you who write, don't be scared! Share! had a poem in my sig for a while.. Oh and here you are .. Have a read, they are really good x

https://www.rollitup.org/inspired-art/493159-0calli-poetry-post-your-poetry.html

We also have a thread for limericks, but it's cool to have one here where it'll get more visitor traffic :3

One of mine



Dearest raven with eyes so keen
They admire you as you stop to preen
Ne'er sans iridescent sheen
The finest bird the world hath seen.
Dearest raven with eyes so bright
Sweep up your wings as you take flight
Hearken unto prey, devoid of your sight
Your sable wings veiled in the night
Dearest raven perch with pride
One with which to conspire and confide
Drawn closer like the moon and tide
The Wolf and The Raven side by side

You're like a disease still lingering in my mouth
All this wretching I'm rotting on the inside out

Oh, why must we trust
in a government that we fight for but doesn't fight for us,
to keep the peace we sacrifice our blood, and if we survive we've then sacrificed our love

See
When we are young, they teach us not to fight
we get kicked out of school if we feel it's right,
we get shamed by society if we stay on the streets at night,
though if we choose to kill in uniform,
they say we've seen the light
and if we do it for our country, we're seen as knights
they call them patriots, but they don't see the strife
they see a noble man and all his stripes,
They see a man who had to kill the enemy to keep his people's life,

in reality

he's just another gang member ... who comes home to see his wife





and we the people, are the street soldiers.