As per your request...

[Undefined]

Your not a Shagrath look-a-like.
-12

Never said I was, others did, but since I changed the pic, I should change that text too.

Maybe your teacher wasn't good enough to make you enjoy it... Trust me, poetry has its reasons...

LOL! Semi-Pwnij *hugs*
+ONE TRILLION

 

[Igraine]

^ It should be interesting starting a poetry thread.... uhm

 

[Undefined]

^ It should be interesting starting a poetry thread.... uhm

I don't think it would work. Not enough contributers and too many closed-midned haterstrying to be cool and making fun of people. But yes, that would be nice. I'm in if you are

 

[Draznog]

Writing poetry is one of the most difficoult thing on earth.[/CENTER]

No it isn't? some freestyle poetry

Leaves falling in the forest.
howling wolves smells fear from around
the knife cuts into her skull with no force
cutting out her baby from her stomach
throwing it in the alley way for the rats
im going to have maple syrup on my pancakes​

 

[Undefined]

No it isn't? some freestyle poetry

Leaves falling in the forest.
howling wolves smells fear from around
the knife cuts into her skull with no force
cutting out her baby from her stomach
throwing it in the alley way for the rats
im going to have maple syrup on my pancakes​

Riiiight. It's disturbing, but not necessarily good. (The definition of good poetry varies, and some say there's no such thing... I just think good poetry is stuff that most readers will like, respect or at least find interesting in some way shape or form)

I see the point you're trying to make, in a condescending way I might add, but I still agree with her. If you're actually trying to write something meaningful, sometimes it's quite pressing/difficult. Random lines strewn together are

 

[Igraine]

I don't think it would work. Not enough contributers and too many closed-midned haterstrying to be cool and making fun of people. But yes, that would be nice. I'm in if you are

Music and poetry have a lot in common! Poetry thread!

In falling Timbers buried-
There breathed a Man-
Outside- the spades- were plying-
The lungs- within-

Could he- know- they sought Him-
Could they- know- He breathed-
Horrid Sand Partition-
Neither- could be heard-

Never slacked the Diggers-
But when Spades had done-
Oh, Reward of Anguish,
It was dying- Then-

Many things- are fruitless-
'Tis a Baffling Earth-
But there is no Gratitude
Like the Grace- of Death-

When I first read it I would have never guessed who wrote it...

 

[Undefined]

Music and poetry have a lot in common! Poetry thread!

In falling Timbers buried-
There breathed a Man-
Outside- the spades- were plying-
The lungs- within-

Could he- know- they sought Him-
Could they- know- He breathed-
Horrid Sand Partition-
Neither- could be heard-

Never slacked the Diggers-
But when Spades had done-
Oh, Reward of Anguish,
It was dying- Then-

Many things- are fruitless-
'Tis a Baffling Earth-
But there is no Gratitude
Like the Grace- of Death-

When I first read it I would have never guessed who wrote it...

I've no clue... but yer right. And THE BEST person, who writes the most poetic lyrics, is Vintersorg. Try anything he's written, and read the lyrics, so fucking amazing. Whether his own band, Borknagar, or past bands, any thing he writes, is purely perfection.

 

[Igraine]

I'll definitely try to find something! I've never listend to Borknagar...

 

[Undefined]

^AMG! GO NOW!! Or add me to MSN, and I'll hook you up!

 

[Igraine]

Jeezz!!!! Those guys rocks!!! Can't wait to download the whole discography (yeah, I know it's illegal, but still...) Love their sound!

 

[Undefined]

^+ONE

Ad Noctum, The Genuine Pulse, Colossus, Gods of my World, Soulsphere, Winter Millenium, Resonance = are some of my fav songs by them...

 

[Nikki]

... here is a sample of my poetry. Please don't flame me, as this counts as off-topic, and well.. RiderofJustice asked me to do this, so I'm being polite and endulging him, not whoring my work, which by the way I feel isn't all that great to begin with, so sorry for subjecting you to this :

A Lot of Animosity by Joe Gagnon

I'm not much of a man;
and as a lot of land my value would be little at best.
I'd be far off from the caring cities;
a petty, worthless piece of property
owned by ever-present contempt and ferocity.
I'd be fenced off by a hideous, decrepid wooden symbol
of harder times long since past.
Not even the blackest of birds
would dare to stand and call
into my desolate meadow of amarathine malevolence.

All around there'd be forests which encourage
their mindless inhabitants to lead artificially crucial lives;
in an effort to draw more from the receding vines
of interdependance which only empower the wealthy
with larger roots tapped in sin.
The statuesque trees standing seemingly graceful
with nature teeming within believe themselves to be
so superior until winter comes endless, killing spring
to reveal nature's truth.
That false habitat of conformity is home to everything
I was tricked to crave and born to despise.

And for all the green I'd be yellow.
Unkempt deviant grass, dry and rigid;
ready to snap from the lightest touch of cruelty
or become an endless inferno from the tiniest spark of ignorance.
My ground would be disgusting, littered with lies and violence
covered by the thickest layer of inpenetrable clay packed with regret
as to hide the lost memories and shame buried deep beneath.
You can scratch away some of the filthy topsoil
but it would be too impure to view anything.

To walk upon me, you'd know I was not level,
the earth varying with each step.
Inside me, discover the sight of dead branches on sickly plants
combined with a revolting silence intermittantly disturbed
by the crushing and breaking of my heart's dying foilage.
For years I was untouched, left in decay and rot,
yet flies strayed from me still.
The sun laughed in the sky as it passed over me,
casting down rays of hope that only scorched and robbed my earth
of what little precious moisture was stored.
But through luck you were lost
and found your innocence treading on my terra firma demonica.
You fell in love with harsh scenery
and with one kiss bought the land forever.

​

More of my work can be found here, if you're interested:
http://www.eliteskills.com/u/heartlessname

 

[Undefined]

^Thanks? You like it or no? (Too much sarcasm here, I can't tell anymore)

 

[Nikki]

^Thanks? You like it or no? (Too much sarcasm here, I can't tell anymore)

sorry,I should have added another comment. I do like it

 

[Kattana]

Like you are when you write a 5 page long "funny" argument and end with "j/k" ?

LMAO tro0!!!!

 

[Undefined]

^LOL, ok, I'm glad you enjoyed it then... sorry

EDIT: Kangaroo Post

 

[Kattana]

im gonna be honest, i didnt actually read the poem but reps for actually having the balls to put it up! i bet its good too!

 

[Undefined]

^Now I regret my actions... in the future, please read something before commenting, thx

 

[imisseverygood showbecauseiam5]

i have a poem.

i hate life, it's quite the strife.
i'm going to end it with a knife.

wooooooooooooooooooeeeeeeeeeeeeee...........sssssss..................

[/EMO]

 

[Igraine]

:Smug: Don't think that qualifies as a poem...