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Poetry

• Sebastian5367 Jun 27, 2013

  Poems

  The world has fallen,
  There is no hope,
  It is oh so barren,

  We hang in by a thread,
  In the chaos that we call our mind,
  For soon all shall be dread,

  What has happened to the world,
  Cannot be undone,
  Sanity, away it whirled,

  By its own doing,
  Mankind has destroyed itself,
  And now all shall be rueing
  
  Because of our selfs
  All shall be lost
  We have destroyed our selfs
  

  Good or no good?
• Dirty Hob0 Jun 27, 2013

  No good
• ṩʊgäя ¢ȫȫҡɪєṩ Jun 27, 2013

  Did you write that? That's... Interesting. Maybe you should try being more descriptive? The thing about poetry is that it's really supposed to be kind of vivid and show an image...
  That's a good try but it sounds like it was written by an emo teenager... Keep writing, though, it'll get better.
• ΘйэЂцмъВдѕтдяd Jun 27, 2013

  The tree's thin stem offered scant shade.
  Less like a trunk, more like a blade.
  Leaves were few and stark
  It had lost all its bark
  A cade runt cast off in a glade.

  🅾👎🅱
• ΘйэЂцмъВдѕтдяd Jun 27, 2013

  "Break my heart," was all she said.
  Her voice still chants in my head.
  I recall her grin.
  Such a luscious sin.
  Lost light too long gone and dead.

  🅾👎🅱
• ɅɭɭMᗅNЯ Jun 27, 2013

  Dirty Hob0 wrote:

  No good

  Ignore him..... He's the local troll
• ΘйэЂцмъВдѕтдяd Jun 27, 2013

  What was lost, but not broken?
  Was said, but left unspoken?
  Maybe respect or deep love
  Shown in a velvet glove.
  Dreams disappear once awoken.

  🅾👎🅱
• ΘйэЂцмъВдѕтдяd Jun 27, 2013

  I tried to crochet a burka
  For my female Muslim Sherpa.
  She toted without wail
  So I knit her a veil.
  As thanks she danced the mazurka.

  🅾👎🅱
• ΘйэЂцмъВдѕтдяd Jun 27, 2013

  Her voice slithers like an asp
  As if to hopefully grasp.
  Some far off reason
  With which to season
  An quarrel that starts to rasp.

  🅾👎🅱
• ΘйэЂцмъВдѕтдяd Jun 27, 2013

  The rooster crowed before the sun.
  Well before the day had begun.
  Still, the battle rages
  For larder and wages.
  The wallet totes whose lost and won.

  🅾👎🅱
• WISΞSTΛ͒ΝLΞΞ Jun 27, 2013

  Feels good to post again huh
• ♠♚ℳℛ. ℬ♚♠ Jun 27, 2013

  Jesus OTB is some sort of rapid fire poetry slam?
• ΘйэЂцмъВдѕтдяd Jun 27, 2013

  I write 5-10 per day.
• ♠♚ℳℛ. ℬ♚♠ Jun 27, 2013

  OneThumbBastard wrote:

  I write 5-10 per day.

  Do you publish these works?
• Sebastian5367 Jun 27, 2013

  OneThumbBastard wrote:

  I tried to crochet a burkaFor my female Muslim Sherpa.She toted without wailSo I knit her a veil.As thanks she danced the mazurka.

  🅾👎🅱

  Thanks for these orb they're really interesting
• Sebastian5367 Jun 27, 2013

  *otb not orb. Stupid auto correct
• ProtectiveDaddy Jun 27, 2013

  There's always been crime on these old cobbled streets.
  Ever since the bobbies started walking their beats.
  But how has it got in this terrible state.
  Maybe we did it, or maybe its fate.
  The yardies are here, the kosovans too.
  But what about the boys in blue.
  They get rid of one, then five more appear.
  The normal class citizens all live in fear.
  What's the price of life of the streets today.
  A pound an E is all that I pay.
  Drugs are rife, it depends if you take.
  But the drugs are safe, its the rat poison that's fake.
  It gets cut, it gets chopped, it gets doubled in size.
  By the ones who are racing for that glorious prize.
  The prize that they seek it lies here under my pillow.
  The bullets will whistle throw the air like the wind in the willow.
• ΘйэЂцмъВдѕтдяd Jun 28, 2013

  Global Supremacy is here.
  So Armageddon must be near.
  My counsel you should heed.
  Havoc is in the lead.
  Both his mind and money you should fear.

  🅾👎🅱
• ⚡Ƭعㅆ℘عʂϮ⚡★Ꮜ͢ℕ Jun 28, 2013

  Great poems everyone! Here's one of mine:

  It's funny
  When you feel like you're flying
  You're on top of the mountain
  Skating on dreams
  And the only rain comes from a happy little fountain
  That's when the ground comes to meet you
  The mountain falls and beats you
  The ice falls through
  And the deluge starts on you
  So fast
  That's when you find
  That its only funny when you beat it all again
• 🏁MrsHotrodtech💍 Jun 28, 2013

  This is my wife's response....
  Silence In My Head

  Looking at the stars
  Wondering what you are
  Searching for yourself
  Finding someone else
  Asking what you will be
  Trying to be free

  Seeking answers to kill or cure this...longing you have inside
  Tho you try and try to hide
  Feeling so much frustration
  Seeking solace, not desolation

  Finding others as in animation
  Feeling as if alone in isolation
  Wanting to show you care
  Only hoping there's still someone out there....

  Wishing upon the twinkling stars
  Asking who and what and why the hell you are...
  Maybe you should listen to the silence in your head...
  Will it drive you crazy? Maybe.
  Before your dead?

  Oh this loud noise... Anything instead of this godforsaken
  Silence In My Head

  Copywrite1980 CFB/PLP

  I'm still thinking... Lol