Tee Hee, Poetry!

[AHMETxRock]

I can really feel the contempt there. In fact, I'm starting to hate myself a bit more now just from reading it.
But I mean it in a good way I guess. I haven't written anything yet, but when I get home I'm either going to sleep, or write something for everyone.

[Euclidthegreek]

Nice job with the rhyming.

[Sahan]

My rhyming is the best. I don't know how to do poems that don't rhyme.

[LordRetard]

I do a lot of shitty free-verse poems. I'll dig some up since my studying is going poorly. On the plus side I have a ton of drawings of four-leaf clovers now. I'm easily impressed by rhyming poetry because I simply can't do it myself, but it's rarely to my taste unfortunately.

There is nothing at least resembling control, everything is floating out there spinning, I standing at the nexus and watching as it all drifts out of my grasp and over the edge, and they've sent postcards telling me, yes, everything is going great, things are wonderful over there, wish you were here.

When dawn breaks
The living will still be living
The dead will still be dead
Lovers will still be lovers
And I will still be me

Here's an awful joke,
ex ex ex
ha ha ha

I'll grant you grinning faces and reassuring words, but to be honest nothing you've done really impresses me and I just get so angry to know that you're betraying my spirit by trying to live your own goddamn life, just like she did and he did and I simply can't.

You say one thing and I hear another,
because I am mostly deaf and sick
and I hear what I want to think.
Much easier that way, I said to myself,
but the trouble is never worth the trouble
so I'd just close shop and move on if I could,
but I have a propensity to drink too much
and say thoughtless things,
so you can pretty much expect me to make an ass of myself
next time we meet.

I love those two last lines. Tactlessness is an art.

[Sahan]

I like that last line, it pretty much sums me up at the moment.

[LordRetard]

That's life man. Better to be an ass than to not say anything sometimes ya know? I dunno.

[LordRetard]

Hmm actually maybe I should shut my fucking mouth sometimes but whatever.

[Edminster]

There HAS to be a story connected to that about-face.

[LordRetard]

Not really, that's just how I am when my mood changes. I'll change my mind about a situation pretty rapidly.

This is the poetry I've been working on so far this night:

You're drunk and you're stupid, so listen carefully to the words from my mouth:
If you think I have a fucking clue about what you should do with your life then you're wrong.
You make your own mistakes, so I don't owe you anything.
It's not my fucking job to cheer you up. They didn't hire me to do that.

It's not finished but I can't think of anything else. It's about having a job and having to cheer people up at that job even though that's not what I was hired for. So in a way it's quite literal. I'm in the mood to write but I'm in a dearth for ideas so we'll see if I actually get anything more done tonight.

[Sahan]

I've also been a little moody of late. If the mood lasts, expect some more writings from me in the next few days.

[Sahan]

Ta da! As promised.

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I think I've seen this before 
Not quite the same 
But the shape rings a bell 
That tolls twelve times, 
Though I have heard twenty four 

I have felt the metal clasps 
That piece of meat 
It tortures your hunger 
Lures you right in 
I still remember

Cheated twice the reaper's blade 
The cage lifted 
Told to flee from the farm 
If caught once again 
Well I might not be saved 

And so I'm back in the woods 
Finally free 
I can hunt for my food 
Let the scars heal 
But what's this I see? 

I think I've seen this before 
Not quite the same 
But the shape rings a bell 
That tolls twelve times 
Though I have heard twenty four

Curiosity killed the cat 
They said to lock it up for life 
Who knows what it'll do next 
If let to run free with a knife

Maybe what I see 
Just isn't there 
The lake in the distance 
A reflection of air

I have missed out on meals 
I have fallen in traps 
Every move I make 
Met by several slaps

Time's mouth is sealed 
But soon it shall tell me 
The good news is 
I am still not that hungry

[AHMETxRock]

I like your other one more, I guess it doesn't really click with me. Conceptually it's good, just not my cup of tea.

[Sahan]

I was trying to experiment on a new form and rhythmic pattern, but then gave up halfway, and just went back to my normal 4 lines of rhyming, which I find heaps easier to convey my meaning in. This poem is also about my feelings of uncertainty, so it wasn't perhaps as emotive as my previous attempt.

[Euclidthegreek]

I was trying to experiment on a new form and rhythmic pattern, but then gave up halfway, and just went back to my normal 4 lines of rhyming, which I find heaps easier to convey my meaning in. This poem is also about my feelings of uncertainty, so it wasn't perhaps as emotive as my previous attempt.

Really? I thought it was an epic tragedy about the plight of feral cats.

I am sorry for cheapening your emotions in such a way.

[Sahan]

Yeah, well that was literal interpretation of it (I didn't really have a particular animal in mind though). Also I honestly don't care, I put this stuff out there knowing you can say whatever about it, doesn't bother me.