Author Topic: The Poetry Thread v.1  (Read 876 times)

Make up or share other's work (but give credit!!!), just post general poetry here.

In my waking hour,
Build the tallest tower,

Protect your kin,
And hide your sins,

Lock your doors,
And protect even your floors,

For what I will cause,
Will not develop awes,

You will be stuck,
Out of luck,

And I will not care,
I will dare,

I will try till my breath's gone,
To take the life of your spawn,

And yours,
And hers,
And his,
And theirs.

so go

A Haiku
by Eden

Eat a loving richard
Go jump in a goddamn pit
You worthless roosterbag

my mom hung it on the fridge

Gr8dayseth's Wonderful and Beautiful Poem, by the ever-so-powerful gr8dayseth.

1  i suk at poem
2  help
3
4  i cant rime
5  i have no style
7  i have no proper stanzas, or grace
10
8  puncuaTion,,, is! difficult??.....
0
-1 done

rate 10/10

I r8 8/8 its gr8 m8



roses are red

violets are blue

these are gardening facts

forget you

This thread is cool
So is Blocky943, too
It's snowing on Mt. Fuji

so, uh
i guess ill change it up by not using haiku's

i thought of this the other day

'trust is like glass; if it breaks, it's going to hurt'

A haiku by me:
This poem has no content,
why did I make it.

my richard is scrumptious
please suck it for me you hoe
i'll give you "lotion"

A poem by Shia Labeouf

DO IT, just DO IT!

Don't let your dreams be dreams.

Yesterday, you said tomorrow, so JUST DO IT, Make your dreams come true!

Just *flex* DO IT!

Some people dream success, while your gonna wake up and work hard at it, nothing is impossible.

You should get the point, where anyone else would quit, and your not gonna stop there.

No, what are you waiting for? DO IT!

Just *Hand rape* DO IT!

YES YOU CAN!

Just do it!

If your tired of starting over, stop giving up.

*flex*


Roses are red.

Violets are blue.


Roses are red

Violets are red

The grass is red

Holy stuff my entire loving garden is on fire


From http://www.languageisavirus.com/automatic_poetry_generator.html#.VX2vts6rsYk

"I am wanting among the trees"
Quite evil within the tomb
I condone colorful sensations beyond the sky
We Reach! The demon felt good
All quiet behind the flowers
I condemn dank lights below the towers
Be wary! The night is over
I am wanting among the trees
We transform rabid witches behind the land
Way cool! The bastard has died
trusting intangible
not understanding
so many roads to choose from
For whose sake
your brother
come singing
and never catch up

...it's actually not completely terrible.

Roses are gray
Violets are grey
Everything's grahy
Im a dog