Syren, if you want this forum to be succesful, then don't make sarcastic remarks about my poems in the thread: "Poetica", that's plain rude you f*cking, unoriginal *****! I suppose you would say the same thing if you read a Sonnet or other poem by Shakespeare - 'seeming significance'. Just because you don't understand a poem, or because it looks complicated on the surface, doesn't meen the author is trying to make it seem significant. Shakespear's sonnets are mostly utterly hard to comprehend, but I don't say it's 'seeming significant', I try to read it a couple more times in order to understand what he wanted to say, and in the end I do and a whole new world opens up.
By your comment, you're merely exhibiting your own shameless ignorance.
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Ok, here you go;
Oh, Philosophicus, my dear,
You almost made me shed a tear,
But now you want to hold me near naughty
But sorry, I have cause to fear!
A guy with words as sharp as blade,
Who seems to hide himself in shade,
Don't ever let your talent fade,
A friend in me you've surely made 😄
"Colorless"
Millions of memorys
Float
across my mind
whenever I see that
look in your eyes.
Forgetting just one
is a task in itself.
Blackberry juice that smears
instead.
Water washes over them all
because of that look in your
beuatiful
Colorless eyes.
OK so I guess I say in here I want someone to draw this if they get it.
"A month and 30 minutes late"
Sonic rumbles bellys
and brain frezzes
penetrate our heads
as we drive our way
down lane insane.
The beautiful old
aqua blue van
sits two people in
an embrace that
is a month
and 30 minutes late.
I hug him gently,
but strong hands close
on his grasp.
I softly kiss
his cheek as I exit
out to
level ground.
I turn and wave back
too many times b/c I
can't stand him being a
month and 30 minutes too
late.
wow all the poems are so cool!
i wish i could write poems that good !!
i do write some his just one
Kitten praying
Now I lay me down to sleep
The king-size bed is soft and deep.
I sleep right in the center groove
My human can't hardly move.
I've trapped her legs, she's tucked in tight
And here is where I pass the night
No one disturbs me or dares intrude
Till morning comes and I want food.
I sneak up slowly and begin
To nibble on my human's chin.
She wakes up quickly,
I have sharp teeth.
For the morning is here and it's time to play
I always seem to get my way.
So thank you Lord for giving me
This human person that I can see.
The one who hugs me and holds me tight
And sacrifices her bed for me at night!!
hope ya like
Originally posted by Krabs55
"Colorless"
Millions of memorys
Float
across my mind
whenever I see that
look in your eyes.Forgetting just one
is a task in itself.
Blackberry juice that smears
instead.Water washes over them all
because of that look in your
beuatiful
Colorless eyes.OK so I guess I say in here I want someone to draw this if they get it.
Should I deduce the person your character has a love interest with is blind? This is an odd poem to me, yet, is most intruiging.
I sit to write poetry, i come up with strife.
Couldn't make a rhyme to save my life.
Then turn to the side and see a knife
held my axe-muderer of a ex-wife.
I'm not married, so don't take me wrong.
I see the future. I'll write it in a song.
Till the chorus is full and long.
On Apolo, i should get the gong.
Humorus lyrics for you i write.
Til i give up my plagerous rights.
And stop to turn out the light
so i can howl at the moon at night.
You would say that i'm half-baked.
Cracked from the morn i've waked.
Bad grammar for heaven sake.
My own critisism, i'll take.
Why should i stop and let you leave?
My taylor hasn't himmed my sleive.
I don't know how to spell sleive.
Im being economic, not writing on loose leaf.
So i will say to all boys and girls.
Who really want to save the world.
And have all my evil planns unfurled.
Drop a house on me, make my feet upcurled.
Read all this and be amazed.
Of how a young man so crazed.
Can rhyme alot yet says.
He hasn't rhymed a thing in days.
(No title, just wrote now cause i was bored.)
Originally posted by justjakk
Should I deduce the person your character has a love interest with is blind? This is an odd poem to me, yet, is most intruiging.
That is not what it is about. I used the word colorless like no soul bc I really do not like that person anymore. If you want to go with blindmess you can though.
Originally posted by justjakk
I sit to write poetry, i come up with strife.
Couldn't make a rhyme to save my life.
Then turn to the side and see a knife
held my axe-muderer of a ex-wife.I'm not married, so don't take me wrong.
I see the future. I'll write it in a song.
Till the chorus is full and long.
On Apolo, i should get the gong.Humorus lyrics for you i write.
Til i give up my plagerous rights.
And stop to turn out the light
so i can howl at the moon at night.You would say that i'm half-baked.
Cracked from the morn i've waked.
Bad grammar for heaven sake.
My own critisism, i'll take.Why should i stop and let you leave?
My taylor hasn't himmed my sleive.
I don't know how to spell sleive.
Im being economic, not writing on loose leaf.So i will say to all boys and girls.
Who really want to save the world.
And have all my evil planns unfurled.
Drop a house on me, make my feet upcurled.Read all this and be amazed.
Of how a young man so crazed.
Can rhyme alot yet says.
He hasn't rhymed a thing in days.(No title, just wrote now cause i was bored.)
Hehe...
That made me laugh! Not many things do that on the internet, I feel lonely laughing by myself 😄