stupid Zombie
im evil and dead
you shall be too
ill suck the brains out of your head
because you stole my shoe

24 Questions

If I was poor would you even listen to me?
Would you like me, if I was fat and lazy?
If I was dumb would you assume I was dropped on my head as a baby?
If I was wild, would you think I was crazy?
If I was gay would you give me the time of the day?
Would you hate me if I was cool with gays?
If I was blind would help me across a freeway?
If I changed would you think it was a faze?
Would you hate me if I liked to get high?
Would you miss me if I committed suicide?
Would you kiss me if you knew my future was bright?
Would you detest me if I was always right?
If I disappeared would you look for me?
If I was depressed would you try to make me happy?
If I was dead would I only be a memory?
If I broke my leg would you massage my feet?
Would you hate me if I used my brain instead of force?
Would you be scared of me if I killed with no remorse?
Would women like me if I resembled their mother?
Would it hurt people if I was just me and no one other?
If you were my teacher, would you fix my mistakes?
If someone killed my friends would I succumb to hate?
If I became unpopular would someone take my place?
If I disappeared would anyone remember my face?

I made this poem made up out of what I think would be the top most asked questions to people who go through these situations everyday, I hope you enjoyed it.

sad
rad
dad
lad

me = win.

Roses are red..
Violets are blue..
CHOCOLATE PUDDING!

Under the sky
Stuck in a sea of blue
Just wishing I could fly
I don't think the clothes have any hue

At 10/15/05 01:33 PM, _ashley_ wrote: I'm going to host a poem competition,

Alright I got to join thisone. =)

I'm sure andersson will come by to show his creativity.

Oh, that was unexpected, I didn't know that you would remember that I wrote you a poem. <=)

I look forward to reading your poems.

Hehe, thanks. I'll write something just because of that. =)

At 10/15/05 01:42 PM, Mick_the_champion wrote: So... Andersson is the judge or what?

Nope, I did actually just get noticed about this thread. I had no idea.

At 10/15/05 02:45 PM, -VeinsOnFire- wrote: I hate andersson, like a splinter on my ass
His uptightness and seriousness towards the forums
Make me want to kill a child
But no one do I loathe more, than that imbecile naojason
For he is the incarnation of hitler
If hitler would've been known for his lameness.

-ViensOnFire- take your hate out on me on the forum and stop AIMing me
Otherwise I'll have to block your PATRICKFITZSTEPH alt
I know that you can have a hard time but gee
If you was flamed by XII then it ain't my fault

I don't hate you but you have to respect
That when you act like this why would I take you like a friend?
Or did they teach you in some twisted sect
That to love someone is to treat them like your fiend?

I know that it maybe wasn't clear for you but now I've told you to stop
So quit that attitude, come to Stockholm and I'll give you a drop. ; )

(Not my contribution).

"Staring Away into the Night"

Staring away into the night.....
staring away he put up a fight.....
they shot them down.........
to the ground......
staring away a reflectional mask.........
that's all I ask..........
take me away.......
down across the stream.......
blowing off that heavy steam.....
staring away into the night.......
staring away they put up a fight.......
taken away.....into the shady mist......
in the deep blue sea......
you and me......
you and me......

that's just one of the many poems I have written enjoy....

I have a question, do the poems have to rhyme? If so, I'll be sure to work on one tonightish into tomorrow.
If it doesnt, then I'll still try to work on one anyway :)

But in any case, I am going to just post a poem I posted a long time ago, on my 1337 post actually. This is a poem that DOESNT rhyme, but I've been told is one of those poems that makes you think. I made a thread about it too, and some of you might have already read this. If not, then I hope you enjoy it.

Anyway, here is just a sample of what is to come (sorry for any spelling errors this poem may or may not contain).

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Sometimes my dreams and reality tend to cross.
It's as if I'm never really sure if I am awake or asleep
I hear that faint repetitive sound that tends to shout "WAKE UP!"
My alarm clock... how annoying.
So off I go, to continue the race,
Where my repetitive life, wishes for adventures and excitement.
Most of the time, that adventure never knocks on my door.
But there are those momentous occasions, where excitement hits me like a brick.
I feel my heart start to pound, my muscles start to tingle.
They call it the 'flight or flight' drug...
But most of you guys know it as adrenaline.
The adrenaline rapidly spreads to prepare the body.
It prepares the body to explode with energy,
but sometimes, all the energy is a waste.
For you only need enough energy to say a simple "Hello."
... The girl you want to be with finally noticed you.
She smiles and waves her hand as a simple jesture.
You think to yourself, "What a beautiful smile."
One of these days, I'm actually going to do something.
One of these days, I shall be overwhelmed with courage.
One of these days... my life will change.

I often tend to ponder, about the life thats all around me.
About the insignificant objects and little curiosities.
Whether they be as small as why the grass is green,
or wondering about something as big as human emotions.
I think about everything and anything that pops into my mind.
But often, my mind clouds with fear and doubt.
It makes me feel cold and dark,
as if I were stuck in the middle of nowhere with no food or water.
It's that feeling of torture which prevents me to spread my wings.
But just when all hope is lost, theres a sliver of light.
It shines through a tiny hole, but it shines so bright.
As quickly as it came, the light was is able to overcome the darkness.
The small hole rapidly becomes a giant opening.
That's when my wings were able to spread...
I pushed my wings down and up, and down, and up.
I shifted my heads upward and looked up towards the light, and took off.
Just as I was going through the hole, I heard something.
It was a faint sound, but it was repetitive.
It got louder and louder... and more familiar with every second.
My eyes were still closed but I decided to open them.

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.
.

I was lieing in my bed, with the alarm going crazy.
It was time to wake up...
Time to continue that race.
But today is different,
because it was time to face reality,

But not in the dark.

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Yea, so that was my poem. As I said, I will be creating a new one tonight and I dont know when I will be ready. I'll try my hardest to try and make it rhyme.

To all of those who read this entire post, thank you for your time.

-=Sager Poultry=-

Mist billowing river valleys conceal dreadful danger
Absconding birds prove them men sager

Sentenced to death with a foot towards the river
Troll bloods guised to punishment givers

Vexation rests on the lord of thy destiny
To let trolls mine of humans banality

Pliable minions who trust words blindly
Eagered to know they obey kindly

Spine crushing fear uncovered by their countenance
Disconsolated hearts by the brutes attendance...

okay, this will be a good one:

those who write on shithouse walls
roll their shit into little balls
those who read these words of wit
eat those little balls of shit

by my mom

nights sensuality

his deep green eyes warm and sincere
when he said i was beautiful
i could not help but believe
he held my hand and told me i was the one
his scent intoxicating,
i was swooning from his voice,
his words and touch drove me wild.
that night, if he'd asked me to stay the night
i would of done it.
i could not resist the softness of his luscious lips on mine,
or the gentle caress of my breasts
his sweet whisper, almost an echo,
"you are beautiful."

-ally g. '05

(i had fun writting that one ^_~ hehe)

At 10/15/05 01:57 PM, runesk8er wrote: Here I lie in stinky vapor...:

lol bathroom poetry i heard of one

Dont even bother to wipe the seat cause kobe's crabs can jump ten feet

and theres also one its written high on the wall and it says "if you can piss this high the fire Dept. wants you

_ashley_ makes topic
a thread that sucks so badly
poems suck hairy ass

so begins my haiku career

once upon a time there was a boy
who got a shiny new toy
he played with every day and night
until one day his dog did bite
then the boy in his frothing madness
beat the dog and now hes wrought with sadness

Win.

Words seem to disagree what feelings meant to me.
Waiting to long to tell how you feel.
Left in the cold depths of being alone.
To know what was possible and to pass on that chance.
To embrace you and never let go.I will never turn away.
Whatever you want I can change.
I would give the world and my life to be with you.
You never understand until something is gone from your grasp.
You said it would never work out.
Why would you lie under this circumstance?
We connected when you broke my dreams and heart.
Misconception of being alone.
Over and over saying, We need time apart.
This is the meaning of a broken heart.
You are still my rose and I will always love you.
Even growing old these memories I take to the grave.
Goodbye my love we must never forget.
Memories of a happier time.
I'm drowned in sorrow, these tears shall never quit.

As we once knew they grew apart.
She was loved, but from afar.
These words mean nothing without her prediction.
To live without her is just part of the system.
She is beautiful, unlike no other.
The only other person who reminded me of her was mother.
Besides other things I can't comprehend, she has murdered my soul from beyond sin. Her caring look means nothing anymore.
These images keep going on about love.
How are we supposed to relate when you were raped?
The doctors keep telling me nothing is wrong.
Why do they play insanity's song?
Everything in this house reminds me of you.
To face you would end all shame.
To forever cry is the only gain.
As they sit alone in the corner I turn my back.
My rage alone could never bring back,
I cry so silently.
Strangers will pat you on the back.
You desend into hell never to come back.

is rap allowed or is it too malicious?

As the blade of grass cuts so deeply.
It brings to my knees the power percieved is not achieved.
I have loved and lost what is held so dear, it is not the pain afflicted but whats the cost of fear?
Why do we cry and scream in the night?
The whole thought process gone.
Once held but does not believe.
At night when they scream of torment and pain.
It all comes back to the blade of grass we hold so dear to the past.
Believe what you want it cannot be surreal.
The tower rots and falls to the trees.
The smoke off my back shows the pain.
Its so very true, karma will live but to your disbelief there is nothing you can do.
To this message that grows with anger I leave behing a growing stranger.

What has happened between me and you?
This misconception that dwindles what was held so true.
Rushing into things so fast has a terrible fate.
The drugs they supplied made the body melt away.
I tried to hold on to every word you said.
But I didn't listen hard enough your spirit is dead.
Was there anything I could of done differently?
Maybe I didn't love you enough but that isn't true.
Our daughter always says she loves you.
I apologize for every wrong I ever did.
Every thing that was said, I take back.
To hold you and tell you all was going to be ok.
Nothing will ever test this fate.
You are gone forever and it's my fault.
As I write my goodbye on this note.
For all I put you threw I hope god makes me pay in the depths of hell.
A rope slowly tightens, I cannot breath beautiful air.
I will be with you soon as the pain slowly glides away.
To love you all the time, forever and always.

This one is one of my rarest poems....poems that RHYME ^_^

The merry faes
An aesthetic dream
Hypnotic dance
As it may seem

I step inside
The fairy ring
Harmful but happy
They dance and sing

Eternity
Is picturesque
Promising, consoling,
But grotesque

In life there's an end
As it may be
Eternity
Has come for me
...As I dance inside the fairy ring...

There's my entry. Have a cookie. *passes out cookies*

At 10/15/05 05:33 PM, -Alex- wrote: Roses are red
Violets are blue
All my base
Is belong to you

If just Alex (Alexandra) told me that... =/

The challenge isn't to make it rhyme, gah.
The challenge, in my opinion, is to make it flow.
And have it actually mean something.

Let's see if I can't cook something up tonight.

>Haiku<

Gay Poem Topic
Burning my unholy eyes
God, does it suck hard.

Wasting forum space
killing off the poster race
You write on and on.

Competitive life
One douche against another.
God, do you all suck.

For real.

At 10/15/05 09:47 PM, NGCA wrote: >Haiku<

Gay Poem Topic
Burning my unholy eyes
God, does it suck hard.

Wasting forum space
killing off the poster race
You write on and on.

Competitive life
One douche against another.
God, do you all suck.

For real.

For once, since you actually replied to this topic and participated, you are what you just posted. Irony.

I'm gonna post some of my old raps (later) cuz my brain is tired so I dpn't feel like writing any new ones.

At 10/15/05 09:49 PM, Mast3rMind wrote: For once, since you actually replied to this topic and participated, you are what you just posted.

Yeah, next time, I'll just dis' in plain words, so that what I write will be totally unrelateded and therefor spam. By the way by "For once", you meant...? That I typically don't participate? Or were you just using fillers in your sentence that would cause you to comma splice. Which makes what you wrote harder to understand.

Irony.

At 10/15/05 09:54 PM, NGCA wrote: Yeah, next time, I'll just dis' in plain words, so that what I write will be totally unrelateded and therefor spam.

Last time I checked, dissing the topic itself is totally related.

By the way by "For once", you meant...?

I think he may have meant 'for one'.

While the monitor smashes, from the never-ending flashes, I enter my cashes for the stickers (yes, the stashes)Even though I pay a finger and a toe, i have no stickers cuz' im like a hobo, I row and i row to give the flashes vote a low, i don't like getting PWND you mo'fo YO!!!!

Yes I think it sucks for a poem

You young whippersnappers with your hip-hop....and techno.....a...and........cookies, *SNORE*

At 10/15/05 09:56 PM, Zerok wrote: Last time I checked, dissing the topic itself is totally related.

Time to check again. Just like writing "SSMR AND SIGGERS SUCK OMFG, YOU GUYS NEED TALENT I'M WAY BETTER THAN YOU." would be considered spam. If it's unrelated to the purpose of the topic, it's spam, whether or not you get banned or reprimanded for it. Maybe you should go look at the definition of spam.

There once was a forum twit,
Spam was on his exhibit.
He answered in arrogance,
Boy, what a smart-pants,
But someone let him have it.

You sir need dictionary,
Your knowledge is purely fictionary.