Poetry Thread

[Anonymous No.16701639]

Feeling cozy, share some poetry

[Anonymous No.16701701]

>>16701639
as i sat at my desk
enjoying some stevie wonder
something struck me
im famished
so i got up and retrieved a small meal

[Anonymous No.16701741]

>>16701701
far better than 98% of the overwrought garbage i see posted in these threads

[Anonymous No.16702057]

>>16701639
critique harshly please and give advice to become better:

Has dawn upon you dawned tonight alone?
That pale curtail of Sun who follows you.
Has Moon a love amongst those stars above?
That dark begets the question: Why are we

Alone tonight, were you a useless Sun?
Am I a useless Sun, a useless star?
Alone the paling Moon, art thou enough?
Am I to stare at white, always apart?

Tonight, are you alone again above?
Tonight, like always, I am lonely, see?
Do you not die upon the sight of love?
Do you at least have notice seeing me?

Persist do You through darkness lightly and,
Persist do You through one’s darkness tonight.

[Anonymous No.16702066]

>>16702057
>art thou
I meant "are you"

[Anonymous No.16702121]

>>16702057
Doesn't rhyme

[Anonymous No.16702140]

A girl in tights
I turn off the lights
My crt monitor's luminance 90 nits

They have no rights
I browse the sites
And masturbate to anime knights

[Anonymous No.16702195]

>>16701701
best in the thread
its just so human

[Anonymous No.16702202]

im stucked
im fucked
have no job
nor i want
mom is fat
dad is mad
waiting for the bomb
fuck you all

[Anonymous No.16702213]

>>16702140
This one is going to my collection.

[Anonymous No.16702232]

>>16702140
I like it

[Anonymous No.16702365]

>>16701701
>>16702140
>>16702202
based

[Anonymous No.16702395]

An old poem from Scotland

Leif luve, my luve, na langar thow it lyk.

Leif luve, my luve, na langar thow it lyk;
Alter your amouris into observance;
Eschew the swerd of vengeance or it stryk;
Your lust and plesance turn in repentance.
Of misdeid mend, of kissing mak conscience;
Ga luve our Gof, our nichtbour and Sathan oursett;
Puniss weill the flesch for thyn awin offense;
Haif ee to God and brek the Divillis net.

Voluptous lyfe quhy thinkis tho sa sweit,
Knawing the deith that na man may evaid,
Syne perseveiris in fleschly lust and heit,
Na sawis may the fro thy sinnis perswaid;
Contemping God of nocht that the hes maid,
Tresting in to this brukill lyfe and vane,
Repent in tyme, devoid the of this laid,
And knaw in hell thair is eternall pane.

[Anonymous No.16702434]

for my apprenticeship i feel nothing but hate
i go to work at 8
am home by 5:30
once a week i go to vocational school
no friends
spend my breaks going on walks alone
mid-twenties mentally depressed khhv
life is too cruel
get paid less than minimum wage
the time of my youth is worthless
from here on out until i die of old age
i'll be a wageslave
loaded revolver under my bed
if it becomes too bad i'll be my own end

[Anonymous No.16702437]

I wank at day
I wank at night
My cock is red
My hands are bright

[Anonymous No.16702488]

>>16701701
None of this rhymes.

[Anonymous No.16702509]

Let no mourning bells ring,
for them, nor he who led them
through the brush,
through the cliffs,
through the valleys uncounted
to the base of the mountain
of his own desolate soul.

Let their bodies remain
curled and clutching in hand
the vials of their chosen poison,
sloughing grey flesh to the deepest pits;
unfit, even for the worms.

[Anonymous No.16702646]

A pretty girl
coquettishly
touching her hair
smiled to me.

A cup of wine
I offered she,
her mouth she oped
and so did speak:

'I'm like a whore,
but have a prick;
I take dicks too
But from the rear'

I was aghast
how could it be?
she was a boy
she was a he.

But nonetheless
That lonely night
I fucked a hole.
It was all right.

[Anonymous No.16702715]

please be mine my queen divine
with ass so wide and eyes bovine
my peen reclines but awaits the sign
to come inside and make you whine

[Anonymous No.16702834]

I coom
consoom
my room
is my doom

[Anonymous No.16702849]

me can't start business
me mad
me become commie
niggas betta share
or me decapitate those who win
BANG BANG

[Anonymous No.16702884]

>>16701639
A gentle genteel gentile
Heard heresy hearsay
A nativity of naivete

[Anonymous No.16703368]

>>16702121
wtf

[Anonymous No.16703392]

>>16701639
I probably would have liked the poetry classes I took in highschool if it was about anons cooming

[Anonymous No.16703396]

>>16701639

[Anonymous No.16703401]

>>16703396

[Anonymous No.16703421]

I saw an angel
A FUCKING ANGEL
She smiled at me at a Subway
But I was with another man.

[Anonymous No.16703428]

>>16701639
CUM
CUM CUM
CUM CUM
coom.

[Anonymous No.16703452]

Sunlight falls onto the floor
I close the blinds

[Anonymous No.16704085]

>>16701639
I call it 'the disappointment'

I passed a thread
While so scrolling
Was it a jest?
Some poor trolling?
for it right there said
By Anonymous OP
give me books, high test!
Replies: 33

From whence he came
I do not know
/pol or /fit/? some other board?
some other place I will not go?
It's all the same
Just don't reply
Let it 404
Just let it die

But I can't help myself!
He must know my distaste!
I type a sharp retort
no punctuation, all lowercase
I hit submit, with a face full of glee
It can't be!
I'm too late...
He's done it for free

[Anonymous No.16704344]

>>16704085
actually p good

[Anonymous No.16705531]

>>16704344
domo

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[Anonymous No.16705694]

>>16705569
>>16705575
You okay bro?

[Anonymous No.16705848]

[Anonymous No.16705902]

>>16701639
I'll share this Yui

[Anonymous No.16706213]

>>16701639
Persimmons
Yonder
On deep green trees
Ripen into little sugar suns

In sun-starved Europe
Men harvest yellow rice
And eat it
With fodder for calves
Until it dyad their skin
Lime white
And on their faces
Little meadows raises
Like those that the calves graze upon

These two worlds here meet
I reach for the mixing bowl
And press them down
And savour
Yoghurt with pieces of fruit

[Anonymous No.16706240]

>>16705902
I hope this anime girl dies

[Anonymous No.16706384]

They call each other Mari, in Finland
They have names like Kai or Kaisu, in Finland
If you were born Finnish, raised Finnish
Chances are, you could have been named
Miika, Milla, Milja or Marja, in Finland
And when you could have been named
Riina, Reeta, Riia, or Sami, Samu, Sanna
and even, Taimi, Taika, Tapio, in Finland
Look me in the eyes and tell me
And really, tell me with a straight face
That it's better off for you and me
To linger in lingichi, than to up and seppuku
Here, eight oceans away, from Finland

[Anonymous No.16706685]

>>16706384
Kinda cool

>>16706213
I like it

[Anonymous No.16706711]

>>16701701
The usage of the word 'retrieved' doesn't quite sit right. Its clunky and I don't think it fully expresses what you're trying to get across.

[Anonymous No.16707395]

>>16705569
>>16705575
joto

[Anonymous No.16707650]

>>16706240
?

[Anonymous No.16707826]

>>16701639

[࿇ C Œ M G E N V S ࿇ !KNDYYIIins No.16708297]

[Anonymous No.16708338]

>>16701639
Freely "translated" some pieces from the Greek Anthology.

[Anonymous No.16708389]

>>16702646
Awesome! Saved! Straton of Sardis couldn't have done it better!

[Anonymous No.16708431]

Ballade des Emmanuelle

The heroine is beautiful!
Her husband is obscenely rich!
To him she’s meek and dutiful
Until she gets a certain itch,
A certain burning itch, once which
She moans to scratch, he comes to aid his mate.
Indeed, because their trust is full,
They’ve naught to do but fuck and masturbate.

Although their wealth is bountiful
He leaves to give a sales pitch.
She wanders every room and hall
But, oh! her itch does more enrich!
She seeks a needle for her stitch
’Til a house maid’s fast tongue helps dissipate
Her need! And since the night is full,
They’ve naught to do but fuck and masturbate.

A gardener passes; toned, tanned, tall
Too! going out to mow some quiche.
He hears a noise behind the wall
And peeps between a nearby niche
And sees the sight that makes him twitch!
Duly he’s found. “Gardener,” says she, “don’t wait!
Come seed my garden deep and full!”
They’ve naught to do but fuck and masturbate.

Just then, two heavy blows befall
Them both! She’s knocked into a ditch!
There stands her husband! “Ungrateful
Bitch!” cries he! “Husband!” cries she, “Switch
Quickly now this ungrateful bitch
That her lust may be scratched out by your hate!
I plead, complete this deed in full!
They’ve naught to do but fuck and masturbate.

Happiness is restored to each!
Forevermore her itch he’ll scratch!
Until they meet Saint Peter at the gate,
Who’ll read to them their long life full,
They’ve naught to do but fuck and masturbate.

[Anonymous No.16708589]

Sure, I could snap some pic of you, arrayed
And angled as most pleases, most evokes;
But, our age, private things are NSA’d,
Open to one more at their seeking strokes.
Besides, at length you live, your picture far
Differs: locked in its looks while your advance;
My love loves who you are! What looks you were,
Warm to my thoughts, seem foreign even to glance.
Lastly, should Need - pained, desperate, cry “Fulfill!”
I’ll query publicked albums: others’ forms
In profile and all else shared servers file
Are, to me, doctorings traced from your charms;
Thus, billions of pictures have been made
Of you, since others’ beauty’s but a shade.

[Anonymous No.16708664]

this time there is somewhere to go
I messed it all up again
I never became a man
When faced with the real demands of life
I got nothing
but this time there is somewhere to go
I have disappointed her, perhaps gravely
she had no right to expect anything else
it still wears me down
but this time there is somewhere to go
This time I am not alone
This time, for the first time, even in all this ugliness there is meaning
There has to be, and there is
I may not be done
It may not be over
but finally, there is somewhere to go.

[Anonymous No.16708681]

>>16703401
based

[Anonymous No.16708813]

>>16708589
Insincere trash.

>>16708431
Vulgar, insincere trash.

>>16708338
Funny.

>>16708297
Very clever.

>>16707826
Incoherent rambling.

>>16706384
Slam-"poetry"-tier.

>>16706213
It has potential, wasted by the lack of meter, and vague/poorly developed overall concept.

>>16705575
>>16705569
Quite wistful. Neat meter like the other one.

>>16704085
Funny & clever. Meter started well at the beginning, but it came undone at the fifth verse.

>>16703452
Cool, but it would be cooler if it had an actual structure.

>>16703421
This isn't a poem.

>>16702884
Trash.

[Anonymous No.16708821]

In her core
She’s a whore
She’s a Jainist?
My anus!

[Anonymous No.16708827]

>>16708813
>incoherent rambling
really?
I thought it was too obvious

[Anonymous No.16708847]

>>16708827
It's incoherent rambling, but not obscure or arcane.

[Anonymous No.16708880]

>>16701639
nigger nigger nigger
I wish my dick was bigger
i don't know if this shit should rime
fuck it
it's not worth a dime
kekmaga is dead
so it's my soul
there's no correlation between the two
same thing about society and me
I don't feel like writing nonsense anymore
it stops here

[Anonymous No.16708894]

>>16708847
ah, i see

[Anonymous No.16708897]

she sleeps on a windowsill
with a camera in her hand
and she don't know why

cus no matter how long she waits for
the beauty that's in her head
it just won't walk by

And all the unwashed
paper-flower cavaliers
they all stand in line

Later she'll dance with them
if only for to break up the while

[Anonymous No.16709079]

>>16708813
>Insincere trash.
Wrote it for my wife, actually. Meant much of it!
>Vulgar, insincere trash.
Vulgar, well yeah! Insincere? You need to watch more 80's soft-core cinema - the title refers to the Emmanuelle series (hot stuff!). It's meant to be funny! Pull that rod out your butt!
>Funny.
Awesome! A few of those I feel are my best work!

[Anonymous No.16709158]

>>16708297
>>16705575
>>16705569

[Anonymous No.16709268]

>>16706240
I mean almost everyone who drew her was burned to death.

[Anonymous No.16710161]

>>16709158
kek