Poetry
- Thread starter Chaos Fire
- 78 comments
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- 24,122
- Scarfolk
- Grim10
- Are you kidding?
I'm going to interupt the flow of posts by the admin team, with a little ditty.
The misty vapor passes through my lips,
A chilly breeze, a foggy kiss.
A shadowy mist lingers about,
A mystery to be figured out.
Resting on a fisherman's shoulder,
A feeling of autumn, getting colder,
A comfy, lofty, white-gray cloud,
A silence growing incredibly loud
A puff rolls out, right over the shore,
A quiet foghorn plays a hazy score.
A sight at Misty Lake is so obscure,
Yet your vision becomes very sure.
A picturesque imagination, vivid and pure,
Like a warm cup of tea, a calming cure.
You forget the places where you were,
As Misty Lake is where you prefer
To stay here, a place so calm and serene,
A place where your senses are always keen,
A pond, an ocean, a watery home.
You have not a care, since you are all alone...
The misty vapor passes through my lips,
A chilly breeze, a foggy kiss.
A shadowy mist lingers about,
A mystery to be figured out.
Resting on a fisherman's shoulder,
A feeling of autumn, getting colder,
A comfy, lofty, white-gray cloud,
A silence growing incredibly loud
A puff rolls out, right over the shore,
A quiet foghorn plays a hazy score.
A sight at Misty Lake is so obscure,
Yet your vision becomes very sure.
A picturesque imagination, vivid and pure,
Like a warm cup of tea, a calming cure.
You forget the places where you were,
As Misty Lake is where you prefer
To stay here, a place so calm and serene,
A place where your senses are always keen,
A pond, an ocean, a watery home.
You have not a care, since you are all alone...
- 2,151
- Germany
- x_XNyordiaX_x
Loved your addition, Danny. 
Hmm, thread bump. But better to bump a thread than to create a new one right?
Plus, I was 16 when I wrote this, don't be too harsh.
A way of life,
a way to live.
A different style,
with lots to give.
A dream come true,
after all we've been through>
To be here today,
and stay like this forever,
come what may.
Looking at tomorrow,
without sorrow.
Finishing life together,
without regrets.
To go in peace,
in death's bed.
Hmm, thread bump. But better to bump a thread than to create a new one right?
Plus, I was 16 when I wrote this, don't be too harsh.
A way of life,
a way to live.
A different style,
with lots to give.
A dream come true,
after all we've been through>
To be here today,
and stay like this forever,
come what may.
Looking at tomorrow,
without sorrow.
Finishing life together,
without regrets.
To go in peace,
in death's bed.
- 1,459
- USA
This one's for my Dubheads!
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
In Soviet Russia,
BASS DROP YOU! WUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUB EEEHHHAHHHHHH YOIYOIYOI
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
In Soviet Russia,
BASS DROP YOU! WUBWUBWUBWUBWUBWUB EEEHHHAHHHHHH YOIYOIYOI
Guardian
(Banned)
- 2,122
- Scotland
- Mazerati-75
Does this count, if you read it really slowly?:
~Family Guy~
It seems today, that all you see
Is violence in movies and sex on tv
But where are those good old fashioned values,
On wich we used to rely
Lucky theres a family guy
Lucky there's a man who,
Positively can do,
All the things that make us,
Laugh and cry
He's a fam-ily, guy!
Sorry.
~Family Guy~
It seems today, that all you see
Is violence in movies and sex on tv
But where are those good old fashioned values,
On wich we used to rely
Lucky theres a family guy
Lucky there's a man who,
Positively can do,
All the things that make us,
Laugh and cry
He's a fam-ily, guy!
Sorry. 
- 7,436
- Canada
- photonrider
THE FACE.
There was a face
a face
at a window.
Now I
don't go
near that window
anymore.
There was a face
a face
at a window.
Now I
don't go
near that window
anymore.
- 29,952
- Thailand
Bored by the roadside I write this rhyme,
With no other intention than killing some time.
I've been waiting an hour for my team mate to show,
But he's a little bit clueless and, hence, why so slow.
I could do with some lunch now, the time's about right,
But I'm stuck by the roadside, no restaurant in sight.
The traffic is light and the weather is fair,
The mountains a shrouded by fresh, misty air.
If he doesn't come some I'll leave him behind and his own way to the next town he will have to find.
Yep, that about sums up my morning.
With no other intention than killing some time.
I've been waiting an hour for my team mate to show,
But he's a little bit clueless and, hence, why so slow.
I could do with some lunch now, the time's about right,
But I'm stuck by the roadside, no restaurant in sight.
The traffic is light and the weather is fair,
The mountains a shrouded by fresh, misty air.
If he doesn't come some I'll leave him behind and his own way to the next town he will have to find.
Yep, that about sums up my morning.
- 11,240
- Sweden
- eran0004
It's always tricky to translate to another language, but here we go. It contains of two parts:
1. The sky was vast
and plumes stood high over Pompeii
The wind tore at the sails
as summer got ready to go
A thin figure
just a fragment
casts off and heads out into eternity
the ripple from the pieces that fell into the depths
rang silently away in the distance
And the sky and the rocks and the glass and the earth
fell and rained and was shattered and thrown
The ashes over Pompeii
slammed down in an instant
like a blade falls
or a shutter is closed:
mid-step
2. In the twilight land is eternal darkness
but in the distance there are points of light:
stars and jellyfish
Asteroids and algae
The echo of souls who walked there before
or the flashes before your eyes
before eyesight lets go
Ever since, you've walked by my side
as if you needed a guide through the twilight land
or just a friend in life
1. The sky was vast
and plumes stood high over Pompeii
The wind tore at the sails
as summer got ready to go
A thin figure
just a fragment
casts off and heads out into eternity
the ripple from the pieces that fell into the depths
rang silently away in the distance
And the sky and the rocks and the glass and the earth
fell and rained and was shattered and thrown
The ashes over Pompeii
slammed down in an instant
like a blade falls
or a shutter is closed:
mid-step
2. In the twilight land is eternal darkness
but in the distance there are points of light:
stars and jellyfish
Asteroids and algae
The echo of souls who walked there before
or the flashes before your eyes
before eyesight lets go
Ever since, you've walked by my side
as if you needed a guide through the twilight land
or just a friend in life
