Originally posted by aznsky
The Poetry Thread! (cause we need one =) )
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Another one I wrote a while ago:
Pieces
I see my reflection
Upon a bright mirror
The utter perfection
Seems to me quite queer
A crack is soon found
An inauspicious flaw
Branching without bound
Into a vicious claw
It rips, it shreds
The image soon shatters
Unrav’ling threads
Of thickly-veiled matters
Summoned forth, yet unbidden
I cannot flee
As my shards once hidden
Stare back at me
Originally posted by seinnoand also thank you everone for clearing it up for me I will try to start using my two hands iv tried quit a bit i put my left hand index and middle finger middle finger is on the up arrow index on on left arrow and right hand i use my index for the down button and middle for the right button does that seem weird?Comment
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Actually it's proper to snap for poetry. If this is going to be the official poetry thread, people need to be educated!Originally posted by Omeganitros*Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap*
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I might as well just post this now..here's my poem I wrote last year for some poetry project:
Idealism
I can see the sun setting.
It stretches over the Cascades and shines like the sky is on fire
I wonder if you see the same light...
If you can see the rays reaching over the horizon to places where everyone is nameless, and there's no home waiting for you except the one you've claimed inside my arms...
As it's brilliance starts to fade among the mountaintops and treelines
I can't help but let my mind wander to those places I'm unable to invent for myself,
Places where we don't have a past, and the future isn't anything but a consequence of our actions.
My actions are laced in love, driven by perpetual motion.
The night extinguishes the sky,
leaving scars behind my eyelids where I've been burnt by my dreams
But it can't erase the spark that's dancing in my eyes.
I wonder if you know the same spark...
Tomorrow I'll be in the same place,
Reaching towards on unforgiving distance and clutching onto everything we've created to believe in.
And everyday I start to believe a little more.
Everyday, the far away people begin to assemble names,
and their faces blur together to form the outline of your eyes.
Standing in front of the sun,
it slowly starts to swallow the entire landscape, the way you would imagine forever as being overwhelming.
And I smile knowing that we're under the same burning sky.
I smile knowing that everyday I'm getting a little bit closer towards those far away places,
and I'm getting a little bit closer to losing myself among their indifferent streets.
...Along with inside your eyes.Nice.Comment
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Your FACE is for fags. Don't ever bash poetry again.Originally posted by VxDxpoetry's for fags.
EDIT: My ethernet connection at home died yesterday, so I'll post my poems and whatnot here tomorrow.Guess who's back!

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Why don't you write about your angst in some poetry there ace?Originally posted by Cyborg_MermaidYour FACE is for fags. Don't ever bash poetry again.Originally posted by VxDxpoetry's for fags.
EDIT: My ethernet connection at home died yesterday, so I'll post my poems and whatnot here tomorrow.Comment
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Why not?Originally posted by VxDxWhy don't you write about your angst in some poetry there ace?Originally posted by Cyborg_MermaidYour FACE is for fags. Don't ever bash poetry again.Originally posted by VxDxpoetry's for fags.
EDIT: My ethernet connection at home died yesterday, so I'll post my poems and whatnot here tomorrow.Comment
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