Poems

[Bliss]

Everyone Get Writing!

[Thespis]

Here's one that I wrote, probably my favorite of mine.

Kindred Spirit

I don’t wanna break you, change you...
I don’t wanna shake you, chain you...
I don’t wanna violate you, control you...
I don’t want to shatter you, own you...

My desire is fire racing through my veins.
You are the sunshine and the rain.
You draw the stars within my grasp,
Dark side of the moon veiling my past.

I wanna breathe you, drink you...
I wanna touch you, hold you...
I wanna laugh with you, cry with you...
I wanna burn with you, dance with you...

No need to open your world, just your arms.
In mine you will find no harm
Coming not to conquer or even to free,
Only to run with the kindred spirit in you I see.
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Here's one I like that I did not write.

Moods Of A Woman

An angel of truth and a dream of fiction,
A woman is a bundle of contradiction,

She's afraid of a wasp, will scream at a mouse,
But will tackle her boyfriend alone in the house.

Sour as vinegar, sweet as a rose,
She'll kiss you one minute, then turn up her nose,

She'll win you with class, enchant you in silk,
She'll be stronger than brandy, milder than milk;

At times she'll be vengeful, merry and sad,
She'll hate you like poison, and love you like mad.

~ Author Unknown

[Jiant Flying Panda]

I posted this one before... So i'll do it again.

When a man Lies,
He murders some part of the world.
These are the pale deaths
In which men miscall their lives.
I cannot bear witness to these travesties much longer.
Cannot the kingdom of salvation, take me home?

I WROTE that in sophmore year of highschool.

[D-pad]

I like to urinate.

It really is great.

Not quite as fun as masturbation.

But it's less mess cause theres no sticky icky ejaculation.

[MeneerDijk]

D_pad, i don't know if i should take your poem serious, ofcourse there is something as 'poetic license' but it looks too much like spam to me, please stop it.

[D-pad]

D_pad, i don't know if i should take your poem serious, ofcourse there is something as 'poetic license' but it looks too much like spam to me, please stop it.


That is a serious poem.......Meneer quit being an ass...........

[Dead Sexy Vocab]

I'm on D's side. Here's my poem.

One two three four,
I like to go fuck whores,
Five six seven eight,
Doesn't matter how late,
Nine ten eleven twelve,
Fucking in a cardboard shelve,
Fucking women is fun,
I fuck until the morning sun.

[D-pad]

I'm on D's side. Here's my poem.

One two three four,
I like to go fuck whores,
Five six seven eight,
Doesn't matter how late,
Nine ten eleven twelve,
Fucking in a cardboard shelve,
Fucking women is fun,
I fuck until the morning sun.
WOO-HOO!

GO VOCAB!

[MeneerDijk]

Meneer quit being an ass...........

I will quit being an ass if i stop caring about this forum, if you want to act like a little kid, go right ahead in the RWPW. But i regard your 'poem' as a blatant insult to Thespis and Bliss who took the time and effort to post a serious poem here.

And if you call me an ass one more time i will joust your ass to kindgom come.

Vocab, Jump On It! If you want to debate my moderation please PM me, instead of adding insult to injury by posting stuff you found on a bathroom wall.

[Annoying MSN Person]

Nothing.
Blank emptiness mocks me from the
page. Crisp, untouched white, burning
with the light unseen. I falter
hasten to corrupt the purity, silence
the crying, immortalise the simple grandeur.

Oh crap. I got ink all over you.

[Benaire]

"My soul is wrapped in harsh repose
Midnight descends in raven-colored clothes
But soft -- behold! -- a sunlight beam
Cutting a swath of glimmering gleam
My heart expands -- 'tis grown a bulge in it
Inspired by your beauty ... effulgent."

By spike the vampyr

[Jiant Flying Panda]

Thespis and Bliss who took the time and effort to post a serious poem here.

Wait!

Was my poem not serious? If so then oops, sorry.

[MeneerDijk]

Wait!

Was my poem not serious? If so then oops, sorry.

Sorry, poop in my eyes, your poem is nice too, i'll even dedicate a haiku to it

Your poem is good
It has words and stuff to read
it confuses me

[D-pad]

Urine is Yellow.

My dog can't say hello.

He can only bark.

Which also means he can't nark.

Unlike my brother.

Who's alot like my horrible mother.
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Well what yal think?

[h2orowe]

Dude, Haiku's fun
Time to write a ba....
WHAT THE FUCK


sorry.... a firework came out of nowhere from outside.....

[Thespis]

Nothing.
Blank emptiness mocks me from the
page. Crisp, untouched white, burning
with the light unseen. I falter
hasten to corrupt the purity, silence
the crying, immortalise the simple grandeur.

Oh crap. I got ink all over you.
I like it. I can relate.

[MFDub]

This is one I wrote a while ago that I still like. I think the poem itself does a good job reflecting its subject. When you read this, read it to a beat. :D

Music

Go rhythm or blues
or choose to use
jazz that passed
the passage of time
the flowing rhymes of hip-hop
the scats and be-bop
the tunes of pop
that make people get up and dance
tunes of romance
give it a chance
even if you think it's just cheese
you'll be pleased
by the flowing words and instruments
weaving together, hence
a tapestry that's not seen but heard
a single note
a word
causes emotion to swell.

And the music keeps playing on.
It just keeps playing on.

[.zero]

If Only You Knew
If only you knew
the feelings I have for you.
I stay distant
and watch you with loving eyes.
I act cold
and embrace whatever moments with you.
I become unhappy,
but smile my best in your presence.
I can cry,
yet cheer up to your smile.
I keep silent,
but want to tell you everything.
If only you knew.

Tears
On the day you left, I waited.
You told me of the feelings you held within; the love you wanted to share.
You didn’t care; not of how I felt.
“All I need is your presence.” You said.

On the day I left, I couldn’t tell you.
I grasped deep inside me; the feelings I wanted you to know.
I cared about you; about everything.
“I need you in my arms” I cried.

On the day you left, I waited.
On the days you didn’t return, I cried.
I’m crying.

sorry for the horrible use of punctuation...both crappily written by me

[D-pad]

I like boobs.

I hate noobs.

When I'm playing warcraft.

They suck un-like shaft.

I need some poon.

Bush is a buffoon.

[Jay]

I like boobs.

I hate noobs.

This one doesn't make sense. BOOBS is fine, but NOOBS is pronounced NOOBEEZ.

You lose, D.

[MFDub]

Nervousness.
I perspire and in doing so
Grow more nervous.
For what if she notices?
What if the scent is too strong
For her cute l’il nose?
I try to calm myself
I try to focus on my meal.
At the same time
I try to speak.
Speak enough to interest her
Listen enough to open her
Get to know the real her
Without her knowing the real me
No, not yet.

The taste of whatever I am eating
Bland in my mouth
Her words, I’m sorry to say,
Fall upon un-listening ears.
The focus is inwards.
On the beats of my heart.
On the rise and fall of my breath.
On the words that lie at the tip of my tongue.
Waiting, longing to be spoken.
On the mouth that remains sealed.
On the fearful mind that keeps it so.

I guess fate must have had enough.
It slaps me on the back,
And I burp out the question.




She smiles




The rest of this poem
Does not matter.

[D-pad]

I plan to run away.

When my grandmother dies.

A new place with a new sky.

While others hope to suceed.

I just hope to survive and stay away from weed.

[Dead Sexy Vocab]

I plan to run away.

When my grandmother dies.

A new place with a new sky.

While others hope to suceed.

I just hope to survive and stay away from weed.

Sir D Pad;
Masturbates Alot,
Then he came.

A Haiku.
It's very useful.
I Likey.

[Bliss]

You people are sick,
I will beat you with a stick,
Because you deserve it.

[D-pad]

You people are sick,
I will beat you with a stick,
Because you deserve it.
Bravo :D :D :D