Something about you and poetry doesn't mix. Can't quite put my finger on it.
Ok so I thought that people might like to post a poem they have written
please limit it to one a day on the poems
no special rules just post the poem
darkness and light, opposite and destructive to each other. Yet they always bring the other with their presence, always attracted to one another. With one form, they are bodiless, yet in another they show themselves in people. Always there but seemingly absent, one is sure to find them mingling if they look. They may be opposites but they are always there for eachother.
Last edited by bahamuts heir; 02-24-2010 at 06:31 PM.
You just don't get it at all! There isn't a thing I don't cherish
cuz I'm bored
lamest death threat: (final fantasy1)"I, Garland, shall knock you all down!"
my ff family: pm me if you want to join I might think about it
me
my imaginative older brother ethan
My awesome, Final Fantasy IX loving twin, ViviMasterMage
Short, Innocent-looking, English-obsessed Brother, Fate.
Fluffy, Vanilla-colored Moogle, Meigumi/Bob
my hyper and random sister, Firefly
my Sephiroth obsessed and Okami playing cousin, Dodie16
Soul-devouring, knuckleburning younger brother, Alther
-98% of all teens have tried smoking pot and drinking. If you're one of the 2% who hasn't, copy this and put it in your signature
Something about you and poetry doesn't mix. Can't quite put my finger on it.
Last edited by bahamuts heir; 02-24-2010 at 06:32 PM.
You just don't get it at all! There isn't a thing I don't cherish
cuz I'm bored
lamest death threat: (final fantasy1)"I, Garland, shall knock you all down!"
my ff family: pm me if you want to join I might think about it
me
my imaginative older brother ethan
My awesome, Final Fantasy IX loving twin, ViviMasterMage
Short, Innocent-looking, English-obsessed Brother, Fate.
Fluffy, Vanilla-colored Moogle, Meigumi/Bob
my hyper and random sister, Firefly
my Sephiroth obsessed and Okami playing cousin, Dodie16
Soul-devouring, knuckleburning younger brother, Alther
-98% of all teens have tried smoking pot and drinking. If you're one of the 2% who hasn't, copy this and put it in your signature
You just don't get it at all! There isn't a thing I don't cherish
cuz I'm bored
lamest death threat: (final fantasy1)"I, Garland, shall knock you all down!"
my ff family: pm me if you want to join I might think about it
me
my imaginative older brother ethan
My awesome, Final Fantasy IX loving twin, ViviMasterMage
Short, Innocent-looking, English-obsessed Brother, Fate.
Fluffy, Vanilla-colored Moogle, Meigumi/Bob
my hyper and random sister, Firefly
my Sephiroth obsessed and Okami playing cousin, Dodie16
Soul-devouring, knuckleburning younger brother, Alther
-98% of all teens have tried smoking pot and drinking. If you're one of the 2% who hasn't, copy this and put it in your signature
Let's go into the "archives" in "Washington D.C." and find out how people "masturbated" in the "roaring 20's."
Crao Porr Cock8. Bitch.
I have a few Haiku poems:
Let's have a contest
To see who can hold their breath
The longest. Ready?
Here's another one:
Unbelievable
My cat just clawed up my leg
I am in great pain
Last one. I didn't make this up. I had a friend tell me this one, and I thought it was hilarious:
Haiku can be fun
But sometimes they don't make sense
Refrigerator
Last edited by Dodie16; 02-24-2010 at 07:31 PM. Reason: Hahaha... My first poem had six syllables in the end. Whoops.
Click at your own risk.:
Fire & Ice
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
-Robert Frost
OMG, Block is really Robert Frost! =O
Let's see...
Fate, fate, fate, fate, fate
Fate, fate, fate, fate, fate, fate, fate
Fate, fate, fate, fate, fate
I call that haiku "Fate." =3
How about this one:
And we break the trend
With no more nature haiku
Now, don't let it end
Ooh, that rhymed, too, on accident. xD
Curiosity Conquers, So Click:
Oh , there must be something wrong either with my sight or the forum itself
I thought I have seen this thread written by Fate or something like that
anyway ,here is my words I have written oneday ^_^
Tears might not be but
the thing to cure my cut
I feel them removing my pain
and help me being humain
It's cured belive me i smell
the dawn breeze which can tell
she came back more cheerful
to express how she's greatful
The Cow will go moo
Only when it hears "I do"
Beastiality AH!
Creepy poem... I found it funny (not made by me)
little poem I made today...
Victory becomes me...
I Flaunt it quite well
It's easy to see
when I'm doing well
but when I'm howling...
or jumping around
I'm only sharing
my joy to those with who I am bound.
because I do get loud when me and my team are doing well...and I might seem to be especially so when I get a goal or whatever, but I'm just as loud for the team.
The Final Boss Theorem:
The size of the ultimate form of the final boss is inversely proportional to it's chances of actually beating your party. If you agree with this, please copy and paste this valuable piece of info on your sig. AND, if you're evil and villainous...never settle for a big form when a smaller form is more kickass...
From the darkest Shadows, I strike for truth!
My TFF family so far:
my maniacal cousin, Morik the Rogue
And to reflect is to regret throwing it all away
and apathy my one way Street it took so much from me
separated by this divide I created Through my fears
and in your tears you tried to show blind eyes and Tell deaf ears
If we can make it through the landslide standing we'll Lift each other up to see the bliss on the horizon
been looking in from the outside lately, I've seen who I used to be and it's not me
And we can keep healing and we can keep holding on
I just want to take You where our time won't be waste anymore
through the mountains on the Water we'll stay engulfed in one another
and when I can wake up to see the sunrise in your eyes and we'll finally be free
I'll know I've made it home so lets go out west
And bask in the overcast and walking through the rain we'll see the
Beauty in life again
This is a free verse poem I tried writing a while ago, in fact it was my first one I had ever written so it's pretty bad:
Find Myself
I look out towards the world,
As I open my mouth,
The words unfurled to make a new world in my mind.
But I just don’t quite believe in
What my mind’s eye’s perceiving.
Disbelieving
Is the thieving of my innate ignorance,
And arrogance in knowing
That I know nothing
About loving Him.
The feeling was unrequited lovingly,
Filling me with false confidence.
I was content with my self-confidence
And wonderment as I wonder and ponder as
My life was going under the microscope,
Hoping they wouldn’t see who I truly am
Because I am a newly man.
My life is poorly ran,
Not led by His godly hand,
But led by an endless thread.
Unlike Fred Flintstone
I want to hone my mind
And not walk blind and unenlightened.
I don’t want to befriend guys like Barney Rubble
Who don’t use their head,
They just bubble up trouble
Until it overflows and becomes twice times double.
I’ll cease to dwell on the spell of my obscure, insecure self
Because my mind is a prisoner and my body is the cell
And I must break free to relieve my inner turmoil.
Plant my thoughts in soil and pray
That one day they’ll grow and disembroil from all my doubts.
Only then will my mind no longer be a prisoner,
I will finally break out.
Poem of Love
Does not convey truth
Shame of lies
-Boom.
Neighbor is
Crazy cat lady
Stay away
-Also Boom.
"Bodly go
Where no man has gone..."
- Cap'n Jean Luc
It's a quote in haiku form, and also a haiku in quote form. It's a complex idea that I don't expect any of you to understand. It's all very technical and boring...
Grab up that money, son!
Scrilla fo' my nilla, son!
Bangin' out stacks like plain old cash,
Throwin' down wimps like Shack Attack!
Grab up that money, son!
Scrilla fo' my nilla, son!
I fought the system,
But now i am part of it.
Fear my work ethic!
I wrote this one in English last year. The assignment was to take a wordless song and write a poem to it. I wrote it to FFVII's "Buried in the Snow"
--
A gentle winter’s nocturne chimes in the air
The healing wind passes through all parts of this monochrome world
They say they want to return to the blazing heat
Summer awaits, distant in time
I do not see why the wish to leave such a kind chill
We have only just met it, a passing affair
The wonders its icy lattices can provide
Only to be erased by the future flames
We should hold strong
And embrace this wondrous frost
But lo, time marches on
Monotonous, but fleeting
Back into the melting warmth
And once we’re liquidated
Or even possibly evaporated
We can feel the friendly winter
Chiming its rhapsody in the eaves
Ready to solidify our forms
And allow us to stay steady once more
CPC8- 'fo bros, 'fo life, 'fo shizzle
SPOILER!!:
Call of Duty kids
Think they stand a chance with me
First place paypuh, son!
I laugh in the sun, time suddenly slows.
Can it be? A sky of crows?
Hark! It was sunny, but it's begun to rain!
To rewind time - no! the thought's insane!
But would that I could, to avoid this stain!
Tense, I freeze and curl my lip,
On my arm it rests, evil and slow to drip
A lump of black lying in a mix of white
Oh, curse my bad luck, such a sight!
Flee I into the safety of my house,
and try, post-haste, to save my blouse
who'd ever believe, it's practically unheard,
That whilst I sat, that destined turd -
That destined turd, hurled through empty space
Was aimed perfectly toward my specific place -
Warm and fast, was meant to contact -
My favorite shirt - and that's a fact!
cuz nothing sucks more than being alone, no matter how many people are around - J.D., 2nd season of scrubs.
The votes are in for the sketch contest. See who won the epic battle here:
http://thefinalfantasy.net/forum...12-voting.html
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