forum Poetry

Started March 18, 2019 by @Knight-Shives group

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All of these poems are so dark

((Well, I have found that us poets aren't all that happy of a bunch. A lot of the famous ones are rather dark if you think about it. Like, Edgar Allen Poe's "Raven" poem.

Damn, you guys are good.

(No, we're really not. lol

Edgar Allen Poe was great

(Yes he was. He was a legend.

INDEED

Give me a topic quick

The Prince and the Princess
by Knight Shives
See the flying of the Prince,
I think he's angry at the pinsk.

He finds it hard to see the Grave,
Overshadowed by the terrible standing wave.

Who is that cuddling near the Coffin?
I think she'd like to eat the offen.

She is but a scary baby,
Admired as she sits upon a maybe.

Her cute car is just a sheep,
It needs no gas, it runs on weep.

She's not alone she brings a Tree,
a pet lobster, and lots of ne.

The lobster likes to chase a kangaroo,
Especially one that's in the thru.

The Prince shudders at the hot spider
He want to leave but she wants the snyder.

https://www.poem-generator.org.uk/u6a6n98/prince-and-princess.html

…. What is this?

Poetry

It's so random it's AWESOME!

Thank the british world of writing

snickers We're on the poem unit of english right now, and I honestly think we're over-reading the shiz.

"I think he's angry at the pinsk"
"The lobster likes to chase the kangaroo
especially the one that's in the thru"
"Her cute car is just a sheep,
It needs no gas, it runs on weep.

She's not alone she brings a Tree,
a pet lobster, and lots of ne."
what
jus-just what?

"I think he's angry at the pinsk"
"The lobster likes to chase the kangaroo
especially the one that's in the thru"
"Her cute car is just a sheep,
It needs no gas, it runs on weep.

She's not alone she brings a Tree,
a pet lobster, and lots of ne."
what
jus-just what?

don't even question it

Looking in your eyes I snap,

Red fills my eyes like boiling blood,

I'm done taking bullshit and crap,

So listen up because I'll only say this once,

You don't control me, Your fantasy is my sand trap,

And I will be the jackalope you cannot trap.

(I'm so sorry, it's crap.)

It's actually not that bad

Lol, I love you crazy people.

(I don't really think I'm actually crazy, I've just been through… a lot of crap in my life that I'm still trying to forget.)

agreed

You try to hide
your broken shards inside
but
the truth slips out
in a
single
tear

Here's mine… if I can write something…

Roses are red
Violets are blue
He's for me
And not for you
And if by chance
You take my place
I'll take my fist
And smash your face

Elemental, I applaud you. Do you write a lot of poetry, or just a spur of the moment kind of thing?

Just a spur of the moment thing. Thank you, by the way!

bows You’re welcome. You deserved it.

I was bored…

All the better! One of my best poems came from when I was bored in my Global Studies class!

What was it about?

Looking in your eyes I snap,

Red fills my eyes like boiling blood,

I'm done taking bullshit and crap,

So listen up because I'll only say this once,

You don't control me, Your fantasy is my sand trap,

And I will be the jackalope you cannot trap.

(I'm so sorry, it's crap.)