[IceDevil9]

Well, someone, you know who you are, suggested I write a poem to help get my feelings out, so here I go. Post yours as well, if you're feeling emo enough.

My Little Southern Girl
As leaves fall from trees in the winter
and roses begin to bloom
It is with open eyes I gaze upon your beauty
And hope that I can be yours soon.
Your face is alight with tender love
Your beauty cannot be measured
It is something that I will always have
And forever it shall be treasured
I feel that I can be myself
Whenever I'm with you
There's never a hint of anxiety
And I'm never quite sure what to do
I let my emotions guide me
Say whatever I feel you should hear
I feel as you are a part of me
I mean something when you are near
Your eyes are a lovely hazel
And I adore your lovely blonde curls
I hope that you'll be mine forever
And love me my little Southern Girl

Let the emoness flow.

-Frank :cool:

[Darkmatter]

*breaks arm*



I love it Frank. Not much of a poem in the sense that you just needed to slap your feelings in a post and have people see it.

[Samsara]

*moved to fan-fic*

I'd post one if i had an ounce of originality in me

[CelestialBadger]

Is this satire? You need to listen to "Supermarket Fantasy"...

[IceDevil9]

It's not satire, it's called from the heart.

I feel so emo, but good that I was able to express my feelings.

-Frank :cool:

[Hitsua]

Originally Posted by IceDevil9

Well, someone, you know who you are, suggested I write a poem to help get my feelings out, so here I go. Post yours as well, if you're feeling emo enough.

My Little Southern Girl
As leaves fall from trees in the winter
and roses begin to bloom
It is with open eyes I gaze upon your beauty
And hope that I can be yours soon.
Your face is alight with tender love
Your beauty cannot be measured
It is something that I will always have
And forever it shall be treasured
I feel that I can be myself
Whenever I'm with you
There's never a hint of anxiety
And I'm never quite sure what to do
I let my emotions guide me
Say whatever I feel you should hear
I feel as you are a part of me
I mean something when you are near
Your eyes are a lovely hazel
And I adore your lovely blonde curls
I hope that you'll be mine forever
And love me my little Southern Girl

Let the emoness flow.

-Frank :cool:

I think we all know who that is about, especially with the title

[IceDevil9]

Well, I'm sure you do, but I got another.

Eternity
Although time may be our enemy
So too may it be our friend
It may heal our hearts
Or cause them to rend
As invisible as the wind
And as certain as the beating of our hearts
I shall hope that forever we shall be together
And that nothing may tear us apart
I fear if I gaze into your eyes
I will find myself in an oblivion
Drowning in your beauty
I will love you this is certain
If the world were to explode
Or the sun to crash to Earth
Just to see your lovely smile
Would feel like a rebirth
I live to see your smile
And kill to hear your laugh
Your soft melodious voice
Floats through like a serene draft
I long for you to be happy
No matter what the cost
If it means that you weren't with me
Our chances together were lost
Your beauty would live on in my memory
It is you I shall always see
Though torn my heart may appear
I shall be happy in eternity.

-Frank :cool:

[CelestialBadger]

Since my post was moved, I'd like to point out once againt that these poems are fairly awful. A brief overview: free verse is poetry that does not rhyme and does not have meter. Blank verse is poetry that does not rhyme but does have meter. There is no type of poetry that rhymes but does not have meter. This is the type of attempted poetry that is written by hormone driven teenagers.

[IceDevil9]

I really don't give a ****, I wrote it down because it's how I feel.

-Frank :cool:

[CelestialBadger]

Same. Strangely enough my original post containing how I feel got moved. What a crock.

[Bret]

You want EMO! I'll give you EMO, girlscouts.

Sonnets from the Portuguese
Elizabeth Barrett Browning

XIV
If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only.
Do not say 'I love her for her smile...her look..her way
Of speaking gently,...for a trick of thought that falls in well with mine,
And certes brought a sense of pleasant ease on such a day'-
For these things in themselves, Beloved, may be changed, or change for thee,-
And liove, so wrought, may be unwrought so.
Neither love me for thine own dear pity's wiping my cheeks dry,-
A creature might forget to weep, who bore they comfort long,
And lose thy love thereby!
But love me for love's sake, that evermore
Thou may'st love on, through love's eternity.

[Raya WolfSun]

Originally Posted by CelestialBadger

There is no type of poetry that rhymes but does not have meter. This is the type of attempted poetry that is written by hormone driven teenagers.

I disagree. T.S. Eliot wrote such poetry, a notable example being The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufock. Consider the opening lines:

Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherised upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
Streets that follow like a tedious argument
Of insidious intent
To lead you to an overwhelming question …
Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”
Let us go and make our visit.

The lines do have distinct rhythms, but apart from lines 6 and 7, if you scan them you won't find any particular metrical scheme.

That being said though, the unmetred rhyming lines are meant to give the impression of an inept loser of a man who has no idea how to write a love song!

[Gayelle Force]

I think that IceDevil9's poem is sweet.
Don't listen to flamers, if writing stuff like that makes you feel good, then just write!
And if you just happen to write any particulary good poems then submit them.

luv Gayelle

[bamthedoc]

Originally Posted by Gayelle Force

I think that IceDevil9's poem is sweet.
Don't listen to flamers, if writing stuff like that makes you feel good, then just write!
And if you just happen to write any particulary good poems then submit them.

luv Gayelle

Wow. I must say, excellent point. Flaming is the reason many posts have been removed from this thread! I will not tolerate such things! I do read this forum. I just haven't had much inspiration to post. Whatever the case, Raya is very much correct.

There are many forms of poetry. If you don't like it, you needn't read it. You have every right to post your opinions of one's writing, but it should remain as constructive as possible.

This post is both a formal and a final warning. Flaming is not allowed in any forum outside the Asylum.

[CelestialBadger]

This is the type of attempted poetry that is written by hormone driven teenagers.

That being said though, the unmetred rhyming lines are meant to give the impression of an inept loser of a man who has no idea how to write a love song!

K.

Wow. I must say, excellent point. Flaming is the reason many posts have been removed from this thread! I will not tolerate such things! I do read this forum. I just haven't had much inspiration to post. Whatever the case, Raya is very much correct.

There are many forms of poetry. If you don't like it, you needn't read it. You have every right to post your opinions of one's writing, but it should remain as constructive as possible.

This post is both a formal and a final warning. Flaming is not allowed in any forum outside the Asylum.

My poem wasn't directly flaming. It was satire. I wrote it because that's how I felt and I'd appreciate it if you moved it back. I can't even read it anymore since you moved it to staff. Way to rob a man of his art, the only thing that he has left in his sad and lonely existence.

[Magikarp]

Originally Posted by CelestialBadger

Since my post was moved, I'd like to point out once againt that these poems are fairly awful. A brief overview: free verse is poetry that does not rhyme and does not have meter. Blank verse is poetry that does not rhyme but does have meter. There is no type of poetry that rhymes but does not have meter. This is the type of attempted poetry that is written by hormone driven teenagers.

I would have to agree with CB... although it is nice that you are motivated to write poetry, Frank, there is a reason that certain forms of poetry have come to be accepted as the best for conveyance.

I can understand that you want to point out incompetency, CB, but at the same time, who gives a damn.

That being said, I am going to write an emo haiku, in Japanese roumaji:

Kuroi kokoro
Niko niko kanashii
Shi ga hoshii ne

Translation:

Black heart
Smile, sad
Death is desirable, isn't it?

Hurray for emo haikus.

[CelestialBadger]

Emo lymerics: !!!!

There once was a woman from Prague
Whose love fit my life like a cog.
But she broke my heart
And tore it apart.
I think that I'll go slit my wrists.

Meh, it could use some work.

[Octopor]

Back in the day when I used to think cutting myself would make everyone give a damn I wrote this:

If I pretended you didn't exist,
You would always be here.
If I didn't want you beside me,
You would always be near.
Yet if I wanted to be with you,
You'd never be there.
And if I was ever in need,
You wouldn't care.

[Magikarp]

Originally Posted by CelestialBadger

Emo lymerics: !!!!

There once was a woman from Prague
Whose love fit my life like a cog.
But she broke my heart
And tore it apart.
I think that I'll go slit my wrists.

Meh, it could use some work.

That touched me deeply. I was especially moved by the abrupt shift from rhyme in the last verse of the stanza.

I was so touched that I decided to write a poem that put me in the position of that oh-so-cold woman from Prague:

There was once a man who visited Prague
His **** was brown and looked like a log
He said he loved me and that he cared
So I cut off his balls and he got scared
And the he slit his wrists

[Pains Requiem]

I wish Stephanie would let me borrow her poem book from Hot Topic.

I could fill up 4-5 pages worth.