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 Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 3:44 am
I just saw a poetry thread earlier, and I didn't know if I could post it there, so I just decided to make my own poetry thread. for other people in this guild to post their poetry. You can move it to the Off-Topic subforum or just lock it if you don't need it here. sweatdrop
My concience can't choose
It's Advice I refuse
I don't need it's twisted input
The Man you once knew
Would march in his shoes
But now he dances barefoot
This is a poem I wrote in my head during PE. The words just basically popped into my head. Do you think it's sounds good at all? sweatdrop
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2007 10:19 pm
Blasphemize I just saw a poetry thread earlier, and I didn't know if I could post it there, so I just decided to make my own poetry thread. for other people in this guild to post their poetry. You can move it to the Off-Topic subforum or just lock it if you don't need it here. sweatdrop
My concience can't choose
It's Advice I refuse
I don't need it's twisted input
The Man you once knew
Would march in his shoes
But now he dances barefoot
This is a poem I wrote in my head during PE. The words just basically popped into my head. Do you think it's sounds good at all? sweatdrop
My con-ci-en-ce can't choose
It's ad-vice I re-fuse
One of the most important features in poetry is to make the poem inspire by making it sound naturally smooth in rhythm. A nice rhythm sets the tone for the poem, and, like the backround sound in a piece of music, sets up the poem in three dimensions. Keep it up. I'm sure that your shorts will definately work out. smile
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Posted: Fri Jun 01, 2007 3:40 am
Hah, thanks. A good rhythm is just exactly what I was aiming for. surprised heart
Oh yeah, I also can't believe that I forgot to post the second half of that poem which I wrote later that day. Here's the poem in it's entirety:
My concience can't choose
It's Advice is refused
I don't need it's twisted input
The Man you once knew
Would march in his shoes
But now he dances barefoot
My mind was my friend
'Til I lost him again
Like the tune of a broken record
What, where, when
Said the letter I penned
To the god who's heart is checkered
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Posted: Mon Jun 04, 2007 11:17 am
Blasphemize Hah, thanks. A good rhythm is just exactly what I was aiming for. surprised heart
Oh yeah, I also can't believe that I forgot to post the second half of that poem which I wrote later that day. Here's the poem in it's entirety:
My concience can't choose
It's Advice is refused
I don't need it's twisted input
The Man you once knew
Would march in his shoes
But now he dances barefoot
My mind was my friend
'Til I lost him again
Like the tune of a broken record
What, where, when
Said the letter I penned
To the god who's heart is checkered
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 12:31 pm
I wrote this today 3nodding :
Don't even speak
You travel for weeks
On a route of blinded reason
The trail heads South
Your sealed mouth's
Philosophy is treason
Mysteries
They grow on trees
Their answers lie in gravel
Crack their code
And take the road
You thought you'd never travel
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