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[Anonymous No.1669288]

Poetry thread, let's have at it chaps


Guess what I did
I took a grey hammer and I chiseled away at myself
I wanted to see
Because I’d stored everything away a long time ago
And it took a while
Because I kept stopping myself
But I kept going because something had to be wrong
There was a wrench somewhere
And when I finally opened me
It was a wreck
Maintenance was never my strong suit
I closed it up, boarded it off
And spray painted it gold

[Anonymous No.1669294]

Narrate the ocean as she bows to the moon
And dance with a high mountain breeze
Shifting or drifting you’ll get here soon
Helping hands healing with ease

Never again
Can the moon answer the wolf
But the howling wolf sure doesn’t mind
“Endlessly bend”
The trees cry to the earth
As their roots dig around and inside

You and I, we’re floating here
My friends are your friends as they’re mine
Peace upon me
When ends come to meet
Our sheltered lives broiling in time

Also OP is a faggot

[Anonymous No.1669328]

Flea market

--Late 19th century or early 20th century?--

An old man breaks
my concentration
with a tray of his life's work:
Sea shells
painted tackily
It's art too
Just one dollar each

I pick one up
turn it around
squint
pout my lips.

“It's a fine piece of work,
but I only carry
Eftpos.”

He tells me there's a machine nearby
He looks tired
He can wait

Walking through the crowd
everyone's paired up
we're all wet,
hair matted
shirts spotted grey
but they're still
happy.

--Is it her?--

--Can't be.--

--It's not.--

Smile.
They can see
you
almost cry.

[Anonymous No.1669358]

a little girl called kimi tip tap toed into my life
and i really realised quickly she was soon to be my wife

and i knew without a lie even while she's lying with me
that she seemed like she's alright, which is just the same as winning

[Anonymous No.1669364]

>>1669288
OP, i like it, it's like dan rhodes was stevie smith
>>1669358
you're a dogerellist for sure, but with an aptitude for rhyme and rhythm

[Anonymous No.1669367]

I’ll do what I can

To get what I want

My will isn’t broken yet

Feels like the world is against me

Through smiles and clenched fists

I persevere

Though the damage is dealt

I’ll stand tall with my wounds

Not because of some stupid pride

But I want to see their faces as I take another step

And I want to feel the thrum of a thousand drums

As I take my sword and I do all that I can

I climb higher

and I’ve fallen over and over

And my bones have broken

But with each obstacle I face

Murder

I’m sown together again

I want everyone to see

My monsters, as they swarm over me

And a sad music plays

As I drive them down

Something beautiful drowned

Something inside me frowns

And I walk and I ride and I climb all the time

I will bring you back

I will finish the crime

[Anonymous No.1669371]

Poetry is for fags

That's right, you gay motherfuckers

The End

[Anonymous No.1669423]

>>1669367

just put something about sticking up for your friends and you got yourself a hardcore song

except for the last few lines

[Anonymous No.1669424]

My mind is fleeting with vision blurred.
With this poison my problems cured.
The line is fading. I might swerve.
Into a tree as I deserve.

With these thoughts, I take a sip.
My mind explodes upon this trip.
I cannot stop my heart is ripped.
Depression slowly loosens grip.

Again I wake, without much thought.
Inside my life is all distraught.
There in love I was caught.
But feelings returned? They were not.

Internal bleeding, my heart bleeds out.
Without much courage I start to doubt.
I will find myself in one more stout.
In my land it’s always drought.

[Anonymous No.1669426]

Scattered on the beaches, are several just like me
We all get washed up here, by the rushing sea.
From my lowly place, I look left and I look right.
I hear a seagull cawing, I hear a young boy cry.

The boy has made a castle, of his work he was so proud
The wave that brought me up here, tore his castle down.
The seagull found his dinner, picked up from this crash.
Truly one mans treasure, is another’s trash.

A man nearby is fishing, he eyes the seagull’s catch.
All he can do is wonder, how to steal that birds fish.
There is a bucket near him overflowing with fish and crabs.
Truly we all want what it is we cannot have.

[Truman Capote !!cO9KVBDtkqQ No.1669428]

I see you driving
round town with the girl I love
and I'm like haiku

[Anonymous No.1669434]

>>1669428
Roses are red, violets are blue
Shitting dick nipples
a winrar is you

[Anonymous No.1669461]

Smeared a cap of glue
on a stool made of dust
sneezed inside my pinky toe
salty blood and rust

Banana like a slinky man
worming his way in
before I bite his methadone
stealing all his sin

SHIFTY BITS AND TINY TITS
A MASTER ON HIS HORSE
BEFORE I SHAVED HER FLESH FROM BONE
I LICKED HER WOUNDS, OF COURSE