Poetry Attempt #1 in Off Topic

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Jan 10 2010, 11:45 pm
My attempt at poetry. :) (Yes, yes. I suck.)
"Poetry is a vast canvas. Poetry, you've inspired many others to create art. Not visual art, but, art in the form of text. Why do I call it art you ask? I return simply with the answer, because it just is. Poetry isn't a short story of a life. It isn't just a creative writing assignment from school. Poetry is taking emotion, creativity, imagination, beliefs, individuality, and everything in between, and putting it all together into text. Creating a poem is creating art. You are never limited in poetry. Go ahead! Intertwine reality with fantasy! Bend the Laws of Physics! It is your art and your decisions. Poetry is a vast canvas."


Send your own poetry in a comment! Come on people! Let's have a "Poetry Slam"!

-TheironxNew icon test
#1 Jan 10 2010, 11:51 pm
I wrote a poem a while. This is called Silence Disturbed.

As the darkness fall upon me, the burden of fear placed on me. As i slowed down, the day became night. Death at every corner, peeking for his next victim. His breath is the chill on the back of my neck, his skull rotten, infested with...
I discard that though, as i threw paper. The only other sound is lights crackling. Sudden Silence.
Footsteps, louder and louder. I started to move, and picked up my pace. Footsteps as well, closer and closer. I saw all spoiled. I turned then nothing. Blood splatted, Brain flew. I collasped, as my life flowed out of my body."

Hope you like it, also can you talk to me Theironx if possible?
#2 Jan 11 2010, 12:21 am
Gamemakingdude wrote:
As the darkness fall upon me, the burden of fear placed on me. As i slowed down, the day became night. Death at every corner, peeking for his next victim. His breath is the chill on the back of my neck, his skull rotten, infested with...
I discard that though, as i threw paper. The only other sound is lights crackling. Sudden Silence.
Footsteps, louder and louder. I started to move, and picked up my pace. Footsteps as well, closer and closer. I saw all spoiled. I turned then nothing. Blood splatted, Brain flew. I collasped, as my life flowed out of my body."

CRAWWWWWWWWWWLIIIIIIIIIIIING IN MY SKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN
THEEEEEEEEESE WOOOOUUUNDS THEY WIIIILLL NOT HEEEEAALLLL

Seriously, don't write stupid, emo poetry.
#3 Jan 11 2010, 12:21 am
Hrmm, needs more practice. Keep writing.
#4 Jan 11 2010, 5:45 am (Edited on Jan 11 2010, 5:51 am)
This can hardly be considered poetry.
I do not understand,
Why angsty teenagers in their sweet-sixteen,
Insist on showing us how terrible they are at this.
Incessantly.

(Popisfizzy, bless him, would agree.)
#5 Jan 11 2010, 1:14 pm
Poetry has a nice touch to it.
yet the words don't seem to fit.
you just rant.
thats why you pant.
but when you start to rhyme.
you will see in time.
that only when the message is clear.
your poetry could be lovely like a deer.

_> man i suck at this stuff :P
#6 Jan 11 2010, 2:10 pm
Pandora'sSecret wrote:
_> man i suck at this stuff :P

So much. That has, like, no meter or rhythm.
#7 Jan 11 2010, 2:23 pm
PErhaps i should post a few rhymes in dutch, that is so much easier !

Klein klein kleutertje,
wat lijk je toch beroerd.
Is je lolly afgepakt?
door die rare nare koerd?
Wees maar niet bang.
Ik plak die rare nare koerd achter het behang.
#8 Jan 11 2010, 11:43 pm
So far this doesn't look like a poetry slam... Therionx's is the only one I could really call a slam poem.
#9 Jan 12 2010, 1:14 am
Pandora'sSecret wrote:
Poetry has a nice touch to it.
yet the words don't seem to fit.
you just rant.
thats why you pant.
but when you start to rhyme.
you will see in time.
that only when the message is clear.
your poetry could be lovely like a deer.

I don't like to rhyme.
I believe it's a complete waste of time.
Why make words match, like a pirate and an eye patch? A hacker and his hacks? Dirt and it's tracks? Not every poem must rhyme, for, it makes you seem like a mimicking mime.
_> man i suck at this stuff :P

#10 Jan 12 2010, 2:18 am
stupid side of stupid,
oh how cruel u must be,
to be the asshole,
you fail miserably,
if i had a match,
id light up a smoke,
and kick u in the shin and watch as u choke,
we speak our minds because it hurts to keep in,
and when u make fun of us, our tears turn to sin,
so we bleed the moments, and kill flies,
the shameful heart that always tries to lie.
so tell us whats wrong with us,
so we can be friends,
oh nvm this poem, im already sick of trying to poet this slam.

bleh
#11 Jan 12 2010, 5:21 am
What I hate most about poetry now days is: if you write a genuinely good poem about negative emotion, people just laugh at you and call you emo.

(GMD's however, doesn't fall into the above scenario.)
#12 Jan 12 2010, 1:05 pm
Roses are red,
violets are blue,
Trolls are green,
FUCK YOU

gold?

in all seriousness though, I might write one up later.
#13 Jan 12 2010, 4:53 pm
IcewarriorX wrote:
Roses are red,
violets are blue,
Trolls are green,
FUCK YOU

gold?

in all seriousness though, I might write one up later.

I'm white.
#14 Jan 13 2010, 12:09 am
roses are red
and the stems are green
i love your legs
and whats in between

yes, I'm talking about you. 17/f/cali btw ;) <3 xx
#15 Jan 13 2010, 1:10 am
Sun Knee wrote:
roses are red
and the stems are green
i love your legs
and whats in between

yes, I'm talking about you. 17/f/cali btw ;) <3 xx

I miss Cali. Used to live in Vallejo. D:
Good days, good days.
#16 Jan 13 2010, 5:47 am
Tiberath wrote:
What I hate most about poetry now days is: if you write a genuinely good poem about negative emotion, people just laugh at you and call you emo.

(GMD's however, doesn't fall into the above scenario.)

It's just that it's very hard to write a "genuinely good" melancholy poem. Coming from a family of well-known writers (round here, at least), I often read or hear poetry. It's been said everyone has a novel in him. Well everyone has an epic inside him too - and the results aren't pretty. Only about one in twenty such poems is praiseworthy.
#17 Jan 13 2010, 5:52 am (Edited on Jan 13 2010, 7:51 am)
Tiberath wrote:
What I hate most about poetry now days is: if you write a genuinely good poem about negative emotion, people just laugh at you and call you emo.

(GMD's however, doesn't fall into the above scenario.)

It's just that it's very hard to write a "genuinely good" melancholy poem. Coming from a family of relatively well-off writers (round here, that is), I often read or hear poetry. It's been said everyone has a novel in him. Well everyone has an epic inside him too - and the results aren't pretty. Only about one in twenty such poems is praiseworthy.

There's been a trend recently to try to make something more out of a poor, lazy attempt at writing. Guys, you aren't writing poetry, you're writing horsecrap and are concealing the fact.
#18 Jan 13 2010, 2:51 pm
There once was a man from Nantucket
Who would defecate into buckets

While wiping the poop from his rear
He said, "I don't bother washing my hands, just fuck it."
#19 Feb 4 2010, 9:38 pm
Reminder to self :
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