Poems

[Archangelus]

I acheived fluffy softness once. It wasn't all that special.

[This_name_sucks]

hmmm, is it me or does that sound remarkably like Romeo and Juliet. Also I assume you mean pants as in trousers, not pants as in underwear.

This story begins in a town where two families have been feuding for several centuries.

This feud has been going for years
But within all the fighting and tears
A hope is created
By two unrelated
Of love that subsides any fears

A sock and some pants have been hiding
Something that they'll only confide in
With a person they trust
With their secretive lust
A friend that they both could take pride in

The nurse of the sock was this friend
Who the lady sock would often send
To meet with her other
The pants her true lover
To make sure the love would not end

But then in a cruel twist of fate
The pants met with one he would hate
An evil green glove
Who’d test there true love
With a fight of which they’d set the date

A weapon was chosen by each
The glove, of his victory, did preach
But when the glove fought him
The pants kindly taught him
You shouldn’t fight pants armed with bleach

But sock was the cousin of glove
And after what happened above
She had to wonder
Had she made a blunder
And married a crow, not a dove (metaphor fools!)

Pants had to be sent away
But sock was commanded to stay
By her headstrong mother
Who had found another
For her to marry the next day

But sock didn’t want to wed hat
Cause he was unbearably fat
And what kind of person
Would choose to immerse in
Something as nasty as that

But sock and pants got back together
And sealed there true love forever
By using suds souly
Using one box wholey
Becoming the softest clothes ever

And so the lovers are together and softer than ever.

WOOHOO THAT WAS LAME!!!

[Ayyyla]

A sestina: (poetry is not my business, so meh don't expect much).

Sometimes this is more than a game,
and sometimes you cannot get away.
There is that terrible moment of silence,
when you wonder if you’re doing harm.
Yet you’re so keen for the voyage,
that you can’t wait to dip in your oar.

You think that you can stop at any time, or
for something other, something real you are game,
you can hop on board for another voyage,
and to far away places you’ll sail away.
But for you there has already been the harm,
and you are eaten up by the worms of silence.

Yet they call though you shout “silence!”
You’ve almost leveled, what about that ore?
Maybe just another hour, what’s the harm?
A couple arrows to that wild game,
and then you think you’ll get away.
Perhaps you’ll watch a Starship Voyage.

Your ship is wrecked before this voyage.
And when you cry out there is only silence,
for those who loved you have gone away.
In different waters they have put their oar,
unable to compete against the game.
Unable to accept the evenings harm.

Is there a way to undo the harm?
Is there a way to continue the voyage?
Can you put aside this little game
and endure the binding silence?
Can you decide whether to call them back or,
will you rather let them walk away?

Pound your fist, you know there’s a way,
find a spell and undo all the harm.
If not, clearly there is another oar,
and maybe you don’t need one for this voyage,
there is something sweet you find in silence
And after all you can turn up the sound of the game.

*

Oh what harm in a game, when those who loved you
have already gone away and dipped their oar in another
voyage because you couldn’t help but play. Oh Silence.

[Kilroy]

a foreign correspondant.

i remember that dress. you redressed. a red dress.
a mess of dirty laundry littered the floor.
and your overture hanging like the ocean sky
sucked in the doldrums.

[Jenova]

*snap snap snap snap snap*

[InsErT_BulLeT_heRe]

Wait if everything's going great
Can you remember a day to tell?
If someone should wish you well
Then there's a narrow chance
All I want from you my dear friend
I don't even want
I could show you how
And you say you've got that feeling again
It won't be long enough
But it may never end I know
Wait I thought I had something to say
I will remember someday
Fate found you buckling under the weight
And you thought you would last
All I got from you my dear friend
I don't ever want
Follow your answers
But you look so bitter
Who are you?
Are you famous?
Important?
Don't stop that glitter
All I wanted from you
Is all forgotten for you

[Archangelus]

Good God have I been dreaming
This paralyzing feeling?
Was I left alone? Where have you gone?
Were you somewhere else just sleeping?
If I wait to wake you
I'll never ask you
Would you take my hand?
In the deepest end
Would you stay and drown in me?
My open eyes see everything
But I'm passing all the days
through a window pane
And as the scene would change
I'd stay the same
This paradise was nothing new
But the paradise gets tired of you
A single conversation
Stole my attention
My open eyes see everything
And you see nothing
And don't forget it