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#101

(((Very loose freeverse poem that came to mind :slight_smile: Replies are more than welcome! ^.^)))

Sweet Escape

Nothing would have changed

My mind that day; not luck,

Love, or endless torrent of lust

So red. Not his touch, his

Smile or laugh so kind.

Would I be content with such

Endearing promise? With heartfelt

Light and power of passion.

Would that lock that keeps

Me hidden away break at

Such fair and innocent

Delight? Or would I perish

In shadow of trick and

Deceit, when words so

Sweet dissolve into bitter

And false euphoria.

Would my dreams of

Sweet escape and release

Be brought to life, or

Would they be squandered

By cruel and cold voids that

Are his lieng eyes. No, his

Poison will falter to meet

My strength, not this time

Will I lose my sight.

Nothing will change

My mind this day,

Not love . . .

#102

television celibacy behind sitcom sheets

i exist in fantasy highway
i exist in tree felling machine

the famine maggots eat second courses
while i eat a third of
KFC brand potato flavored glop and
manufactured chicken

nothing is green
in the land of the dead
pillowmonsters smother
winter children

i exist in tree felling machine
i exist in fantasy highway

#103

Well now I feel stupid for forgetting that this thread exists. >_<

I’ll have to remember next time if my rhyming habits persists.

Not to waste the opportunity.

#104

Cross the Line

Sittin here feeling breezy my mind is easy
Thinkin’ about what could be this night
My mind gets crazy as it tries to fight
keeping my thoughts from turning to you

There’s a line that’s fading away so quickly
I try so hard to keep it within sight
But do I want to? Do i really Want to?
Do I want to stay on that line or follow you away into so much more

Paths fade as we walk upon them
So many steps and you can only go so far
But when the path dissapears will you be there at the end
Will you be there to take me as I take you and will we fall into a dream?

Cross the line and make me your lover
Let’s put aside all the clutter and be one together
I’ll take your heart and give you mine
And we’ll drift away with the sun into the divine

#105

This is the story of a little ship
that took a little trip

#106

Once there was a guy named Tony, who always wanted a Pony.
One day, he got his dream animal, small and equine. To Tony, the joy was genuine.

Alas, dreams die, and I cannot lie: A knight, not so bright, came and rode Tony’s steed. Alas, the pony is not the sturdiest of breeds.
Tony, wracked with grief, became a summoner, a conjurer of mystical creatures and then acted as their their chief.

Upon facing the knight on his quest, made Tony a request: “Apologize, lest you fight with my best!”
Dis after dis did the knight retort, like a sailor on a port you wouldn’t miss: “Enough prattle, prepare for battle!”

Tony’s mystical abilities came to fruition, for them he had to toil and train. But no train would suffice for the brain of Tony.
Quoth Tony: “The decisive treason brought by the ancient scrolls of Dar, fall down, ancient messengers! And that’s precisely the reason why that car is off-limits to all passengers!”
Then, about to cast Shoat, came along Charlemagne and quoth: “Dude, we’re on a boat.”

Tony was flabbergasted, and how! The knight was free to deliver a killing blow, cackling with glee. And then he went to eat pie. In the sky. With a crust of rye. Oh why.

bows

#107

That’s impressive! gives a standing ovation

#108

Okay here’s a piece of poetry. It’s rpg related and in paraghra formate.

Vivi: Standing in the Water

Though I nearly died that day. I survived only to have my innocence shattered. A child for ten years, now a man. The empire rebuilt, when it all could have ended. The sacrifices made, the romances ended. Abandoned by my friends; for what they thought was my end. I’ve traveled long and hard to find them but only to find that the roomers of their whereabouts, were just that. So now I search still hoping that they didn’t meet their doom the same day that they thought my death, my sleep, my stopping was near. I did not! Instead of death I was met with rebirth. Now I stand not in the shadow of my enemy but above them. No longer scared, No longer timid, search for my love, Eiko. I search for my friends, Zidane, Steiner, Blank, and all those other played hearty friends. I search for my queen. May my search not end in vain, for all the heart ship I have endured. I have survived, may my peace not be shattered.

#109

A spam bot that writes angsty poetry. Now I have seen everything.

#110

burnage