The Poem Corner

[Rykon Zero]

First time I've done poetry in three years. And it shows.

A passing question worries a young man,
“I’d like an Alfa Romeo, or any Italian car,
Anything, just anything without a fart can,”
He thinks to himself, thinking thoughts from afar.

“Those cars are made from passion and soul,
Two qualities my dear Honda Civic has not,
Certainly, its 1.4 will see me the goal,
But without a soul, all is for naught.”

His thoughts got fiercer, with raised aggression,
His subconscious mind thinking callous and mean,
When a few ideals flit by with indiscretion,
At first unheard, but further were seen.

“I finally see,” said the teen with a grin,
“It comes not with a soul,” his smile yet wider,
“But you give it your own,” he said from within,
And walked to the car, and shut its rear slider.

It doesn't have a title yet, and it doesn't deserve one until I throw out the retarded ending.

 

[dylansan]

The Purchase



The cardboard slides in silence to the ground
As tape becomes unstuck from battered paint,
Revealing neutered musings of a saint
Which due to ignorance were never found;
Until today, that is, this soul unbound,
My purchase brings that memory, so faint,
Back to the world with only one complaint:
The owner watched me pull away and frowned.

So though the utter beauty of this car
Had recently been spoiled by one man
Who thought his handy craft had shown his wits,
As its new owner I refuse to mar
The intuition of the artists’ plan
With huge wings, neon lights, eyelids, or kits.

 

[Pakt Sardine]

I was going to make a thread like this. However like a smart GTPer, I used the search function and found this little gem.

I am greatly unprepared at this moment to post any poems I have written (or will write in the future). I was going to make the thread to find the creative side of GTPlanet. Guess I have some reading to do.

Carry on, folks; if you want/can. I'll be posting soon anyway.

 

[Skython]

Brilliant Thread idea, this is some of my stuff

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The last two lines are good to use when someone wonders why you don't get offended by them.

 

[Pyle_PMG]

A man walks to a bar, wanting to see what went wrong from afar. After he thought he had peace, he found the paper that was the lease. Alas, feeling bad for what he'd done. All he wanted was some fun. Then one day walking at dawn, he saw that car on the lawn. Only 10 grand. He felt like a kid playing in sand. When he hopped in the Mazda 6. He did some cool tricks. He did a 360 spin. His face wore a big grin. And in his drive to thrive. He finally felt.......ALIVE!

 

[zedextreme8177]

For my Chemistry class 2 years ago, it's a bit childish but here goes

I'm a litre of Water
Who has gone through slaughter
I'm completely filled with Salt
That's my only fault

I'm filled into a flask
That the burner will mask
The heat has quickly risen
Almost like nuclear fission
This is the painful bit
It shows that I'll be fit

Can't find the other half of it

 

[Vince_Fiero]

I was inspired by some slam recently, shall try to write something down soon and share.
However a video might be more appropriate, to get the rithm right; I find silence so important in poetry.

Still need to read up on this thread.

 

[Yohdawg]

Interesting thread.

A haiku fitting for the scoundrel who stole my brother in laws PS3 (we have a strong feeling it was his own nephew).

Karma, it's a bish.
Because when it rains it pours.
Poetic justice...

 

[AMCNUT]

Written by myself, many years ago in the sixth grade for a school project:

George Bush is such a fool
George Bush lives in a pool
George Bush is such a knob
He'll be chased by an angry mob

I'm not much of a poet... can't stand the stuff, but this thread reminded me of that one - I've always remembered it for some reason...

 

[Pyle_PMG]

Gran Turismo

Gliding my Skyline around the turns.
Revealing the potential of the R32.
Accelerating down the straight.
Nearly missing the wall on turn 8.

Tearing up the competition.
Under the tunnel driving fast.
Racing fine like its my time.
Inertia pulling me off the track.
Suppresing body roll with new stabilizers.
Mitigating stress after finishing second.
Obviously this is racing, the way it should be...

By Alex

 

[Skython]

This may be a quite a lot, and it is only part 1 but I think it's good, please tell me what you all think

Last Words

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Yeah, part 2 is massive, but it has a lot more events happening

 

[Skython]

I don't like editing to add a completely different thing

False Freedom

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[Skython]

I want to see if you guys can guess what this is about, anyway.

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DAMMIT. Sorry for triple post (insert omega facepalm here)

 

[RACECAR]

Sad that it takes my life's ability to not get any better to actually post something but oh well.


Woke up to a violet & stormy sea, these waves of depression crashing down on me. That little glimmer and rays of the hopeful sun, too far away to be appreciated by anyone. The air fills my lungs with Dissapoint and agony, its cold temperature freezes me slowly. What was a warm and wonderful world continues to grow cold and dark, these are conditions that are too much even for my mighty ark. Once invincible to anything and industructible to all, it now floats damaged waiting to fall. Little by little it comes apart, so too does my body and soon my heart. Its collapse is inevitable and so is my death, all I can do lay in wait until my last breath. A cruel fate but with nothing left in this cold world to cherish, its strangely better for then to just lay still and peacefully parish.

Not at its best, but it perfectly embodies my life right now.

 

[Pyle_PMG]

A lonely soul walking down the street. The only noise to hear was the sound of his feet. Thinking about her silly grin, thinking about what could've bden. When she left before he could say goodbye, he sat in his bed all night and cried. He knew she loved him, she knew the same. He loved the way she walked, she loved the way he talked. In a world with a second chance, when they saw each other they were in a trance. They were much older, and their desires grew bolder. They shared their passion, in a loving fashion. All was right, the sun was bright. The clouds were gone, now its time for their song. -Alex

 

[Skython]

Vandenal, that's very good. One or two lines didn't work though, there were too many syllables in one and then not enough in the next to match. But it was only one so it's still great.

And I see this is thread is up and running again, time for me to post my newest piece

(edited out, so no one steals)

Constructive criticism if you have the time, .

I think I'm really bad, seems whenever I start posting it dies

I think I deserve an award, I've killed at least 10 threads this year...

I joined in January.

 

[GasolineJunkie]

Haha, I found this in the hobbies section. Might as well post one of my limericks. Didn't see any of those.

There once was a man called Guppy.
He excelled at the game called Rugby.
When his face hit the dirt,
He really got hurt,
And now he is terribly ugly.

 

[Thematic]

Metal of the day,
once shining for liquid eyes,
signals of padding.

Spoiler

It's an unmanned spacecraft.

 

[MitchMar]

Bored? Creative? Love Litterature? LOVE mechanics? Blend them all together and get some poetry!

6 word memoir time?

Speed, Efficiently Risky, A Gratifying Gamble. - M. Martin (Me

Hit me with your best pieces!
Also, maybe some humorous ones could help lol...​

 

[TenEightyOne]

6 word memoir time?

No. Thoughts escape, time is gone.

 

[MitchMar]

No. Thoughts escape, time is gone.

Meaning?

 

[W3H5]

No. Thoughts escape, time is gone.

Meaning?

Hit me with your best pieces!

You’re not seeing the whole picture.

 

[MitchMar]

You’re not seeing the whole picture.

A Memoir to confuse me it is.