The Poem Thread

Ben Moak

Steel Member
if your just gonna joke around like the other one, get the fuck out, if your going to post something even remotely close to roses are red and violets are blue then get the fuck out. this thread is for actual poems and such.

First poem i ever wrote

as she lays weeping
and i stand in the shadows,
thinking that i couldn't have been the one to do this to her
there's no way i could have been that shallow,
but as life comes back to her and she starts to raise her voice,
the scars of arguments past begin to show.

i should have known that i was wrong
and it hurt her more than she to me,
but now that she's lived in fear and i in lies
i can finally look into her eyes,
fear and brokenness looks right back at me
and to her a life full of lies and deceit.
 

Travis House

Wu-Tang Master
Staff member
It's a shame what happened to the last one, I got my eye on this thread.

The first "Roses are Red" or disrespectful comment gets my first infraction. I happen to love poetry and cringe when it's mocked.
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Thats actually pretty good man, keep it up.
 

TheObserver

Steel Member
I wrote one about the holocaust the other day in class, if I remember I'll put it up. Poetry is kinda cool. I like "If" by the.... whatisname haha, I cant remember
 

BenJelinek

Administrator
Staff member
Shel Silverstein lyfe.
I'm starting another poetry unit in school tomorrow, ill post em up when i get some good ones.
 

Malik S

Bronze member
Put your package down, why u so intense
Call her barbwire cause she dint understand
Bad boy hooligan I am not a gent
Smoke a whole quarter and waste not a cent
Fuckin nuisance rob u for your food stamps
Spitting new raps nacho is the new champ
Ima gangster gone baby gone
Bald head rubbing palms getting my baby on
Feds capping domes getting there sabayon
Short dick pricks made that their ladies gone
I preach free love so who they hating on
Period can’t wait well who it waits on
Hell a sugar cool-aid mixed with aibion
I be mashing on these hoes quarter gabion
I think im gorgeous matter fact im radiant
Im public enemy so who you think u flavin on
 

Jobe

Member
So, today I had poop in my pants,
It was fun until the ants,
I cryed all day and all night,
Untill I found out my butt hole was bleeding,
I was in fright.
 

Ben Para

Member
I love this short one by Robert Frost, it's called Dust of Snow.

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.
 
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