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1371538 No.1371538 [Reply] [Original]

Can we get a poetry thread going? :/

>> No.1371550

c'mon fellas. in the mood for some good shit.

>> No.1371568

roses are red
violets are blue
to te tiz to bag it
and OP is a faggot

>> No.1371606

Original poetry or famous?

Either way, here you are:

2 little whos
(he and she)
under are this
wonderful tree

smiling stand
(all realms of where
and when beyond)
now and here

(far from a grown
-up i&you-
ful world of known)
who and who

(2 little ams
and over them this
aflame with dreams
incredible is)

And:

deflated santas
line the lawns/repeating
empty dialogues
passed along with cold
courtesy[echoed
against the weary
walls]. but the cloudscapes
look pretty real now.
((my compliments to
the new set painters))

Not sure how the spacing looks on here.

>> No.1371609

>>1371606
Looking for original. Be creative /lit/.

>> No.1371610

And with all his gayish glee,
the OP had said to me,
to proclaim with rhythm and flow,
an emotional tale,
in which he can laugh or cry,
all and all to wet his eyes,
hurt his stomach and finger his ass.
To read, to sing,
to try everything,
that he can; to justify,
his preference to a man.

>> No.1371616

The illusion
Of something there;
It isn't

The reflection
Of moisture;
It's there

To eat you,
To kill you;
It isn't

There to fool.
They're foolish;
They aren't

The illusion
Of something there
That isn't

>> No.1371620

>>1371609
Well, the second one on there is, but I'm a shit poet. So I'll leave others to post theirs.

Will be reading and giving feedback though.

>> No.1372042

bump

>> No.1372061

Under the hunter’s moon
Men conquered beasts,
Their spines straightened,
And with eternal war we cried for peace.

Granting tone to speech
This risen moon with canonized forms,
Brought eloquence to the gnashing of teeth.

The full moon shrouded in diaphanous clouds,
The diffuse light of the hidden moon
Forms a halo singing beatitudes to the myriad.
To be canonized by that moon.
The leavings of the wolf.
The ensanguined saint tempered by hellfire,
Granted unbidden selenary indulgences.
The morning star dominating the twilight.
Fallen souls offering penance to the rising moon.

The great rock hanging perpetually in the heavens,
Overcoming the stars in grandeur
Who’s shadow eclipses even the sun.
Defying Aristotle, defying reason;
The lunatic moon, defining sanity.

>> No.1372078

Coarse venal buggery
a work of anal idolotry
They drink cum freely
OP's ilk, and their faggotry

>> No.1372088

hows about a villanelle I writed recently?

Some trends change in present from the past,
But victors fight to pen history's bend,
Nice guys can't help themselves to finish last.

Even though they're spit on, cursed, and harassed,
They shepherd a world in need to be tend.
Some trends stay present from the past.

And if you find them crawling in the caste,
Extend an arm to lift them up, my friend.
Nice guys can't help themselves to finish last.

Like unleashed armies, x and y are clashed,
To breed more fighters fraught to play pretend,
Some trends deserve to stay stuck in the past.

The gift of goodwill for the curse of chaste,
A bare cliche which women help defend,
Nice guys refuse to spar when they're amassed.

Some trends deserve to be left in the past,
Especially macho machismo men,
Who can break and destroy but never mend.
Nice guys can't prevent to finish dead last.

>> No.1373018

>>1371606
http://vocaroo.com/?media=vSpmSna3ERYdDIwRn
http://vocaroo.com/?media=vHvogcDRbK1I1Qe0D

>>1371568
http://vocaroo.com/?media=vHvogcDRbK1I1Qe0D

>>1371610
http://vocaroo.com/?media=vFo5x2CL9lCNVQQn6

>>1371616
http://vocaroo.com/?media=vU9HYKK4tE2QCW2yK

>> No.1373026

>>1372078
http://vocaroo.com/?media=vsDZLbDTfPt8eZluF

>>1372061
http://vocaroo.com/?media=votuPhH8fZUCheZm9

>>1372088
http://vocaroo.com/?media=votuPhH8fZUCheZm9

>> No.1373027
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1373027

Hey Faggots,

My name is John, and I hate every single one of you. All of you are fat, retarded, no-lifes who spend every second of their day looking at stupid ass pictures. You are everything bad in the world. Honestly, have any of you ever gotten any pussy? I mean, I guess it's fun making fun of people because of your own insecurities, but you all take to a whole new level. This is even worse than jerking off to pictures on facebook.

Don't be a stranger. Just hit me with your best shot. I'm pretty much perfect. I was captain of the football team, and starter on my basketball team. What sports do you play, other than "jack off to naked drawn Japanese people"? I also get straight A's, and have a banging hot girlfriend (She just blew me; Shit was SO cash). You are all faggots who should just kill yourselves. Thanks for listening.

Pic Related: It's me and my bitch

>> No.1373039
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1373039

>>1373027
Hey John, I think you can officially call yourself an oldfag now.

>> No.1373080

>>1373027
hey john
http://vocaroo.com/?media=vrEUYlo6Mfus4D6XH

>> No.1373088
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1373088

>>1373080
>poosy

>> No.1373091

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pur whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?

>> No.1373098

>>1373091
http://vocaroo.com/?media=vxmXVJIsks8fpW714

>> No.1373101

>>1373098
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mmWZOsVtqR0

>> No.1373110

http://vocaroo.com/?media=vF0SHg6x9L5KnlA7q
unghhhh

>> No.1374747

>>1371538
poetry is fun

>> No.1374753

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_fgeQRMt_M8