5 minute poetry - Page 135

Raiden · 04-05-2006, 12:47 AM

Some say love
is a game to play
whenever you're bored
on a listless day.

Others say love
is a fleeting glance
into what your life is like
if you grab at chance.

Even more say love
is a scientific elation,
then compare it to their
wonderful formulas and equation.

Why is love
so hard to define?
It is a human emotion
yet there is no rhyme.

No pattern, no data,
no hard evidence to discover.
Why do we chose
who we chose as our lover?

For all those searching to find
what makes love true,
I'll tell you something;
it's my personal view.

Love is love.

BlackMageGirl! · 04-05-2006, 01:16 AM

Not the weight of someone old
Nor the wings of innocent bliss
Thus mountanious stories told
Would render this play, hit and miss

Another flight of the crows
Sweeping troubles across the sky
With hoarse caws
And loose jaws
That trouble the mind with why?

Pushed around the river bend
Eddied upon the crystal slight
Cracked slightly this rivvet end
And sparkled with the morning light

Sought the tune of Moondance
And sang with golden paint
So brish brush soft
The hidden loft
And tarried with other's restraint

Fifthfiend · 04-06-2006, 11:13 PM

Positronic captains act
with tough-actin' Tinactin
which engenders the repulsion
of a tenuous attraction!

Funka Genocide · 05-10-2006, 10:20 AM

I didn't know
so many things
beneath the bows
of ancient trees
I sat, I stared
and deeply breathed
the scent of ages lost
the grip I lost
was not my own
but tenuous
as all of man
held hand in hand
the fate of everyone

Osterbaum · 05-17-2006, 07:25 AM

Hand to hand
Face to face
Can you smell
the fear, the rage

(Returning back to the original idea of 5-minute poetry.)

icythaco · 05-22-2006, 08:03 PM

stained glass crackles,
settles, comes to a rest
somewhere in the dusk
and so it begins
our twilight of logic
shrouding the quiet street
in muffled plaster,
numbers accumulate:
thus the reaper sows

RagnarofBurland · 06-07-2006, 10:01 PM

First, I just discovered this recently and had to say, "Whoa! Cool!"

Anywoot...

Tempting little thing
If only I may Ignore
That silly hershey

Big J. · 06-12-2006, 07:27 PM

We're Not The Same
By me

Why do you expect me to be like you?
I can't do all of the things you do.
Look in my eyes, and see I'm not perfect.
You try to change me but is it worth it?
I don't think you quite understand,
this world isn't controlled by the sway of your hand.
Listen to me, I am my own man.
I don't care if I can't do what you can.
I feel all the hatred rushing through my veins,
look at me, we're not the same.

I can't think of anything else right now but probably more later.

DarkCORN! · 06-12-2006, 08:15 PM

I wrote a poem.

Morning-After Dance

Get out of my bed
hold my head
Get my toothbrush
Feel like I'm dead

Had to much to drink
Puking in the sink
hold my hair back
My eyes are pink

Never drink again
Yelled at big ben
I don't live in England
stayed up til ten

I got drunk
Acted like a punk
wrote graffiti
sleeping in my own funk

Disinifected my bed
Washed off my head
Washed my toothbrush
No longer dead.

Funka Genocide · 06-14-2006, 11:29 AM

more like 27 minute poetry, but feck it

After This

After this
a sullen rain
the fortunate
wihout refrain
still laboring
wih guilty breaths
still surfacing
beneath the depths

and after this
forgotten now
a moment drawn too long
to which I don't belong
yet windy still
the sky remains
so softly gilt
in silken chains

and after this
I'm broken in
oh crowded room
just to begin
the lights of night
they answer right
when asked their worth
they don't reply

and after this
no love will do
a static groom
to stand beside
and flagrant hearts
shall learn to hide
the simple fact
that something died

04-05-2006, 12:47 AM	#1341
Raiden Just a passing through veteran Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: On your couch. Yes? Posts: 5,327	Some say love is a game to play whenever you're bored on a listless day. Others say love is a fleeting glance into what your life is like if you grab at chance. Even more say love is a scientific elation, then compare it to their wonderful formulas and equation. Why is love so hard to define? It is a human emotion yet there is no rhyme. No pattern, no data, no hard evidence to discover. Why do we chose who we chose as our lover? For all those searching to find what makes love true, I'll tell you something; it's my personal view. Love is love. __________________ I have a signature. It's a really cool one, too. It's so awesome, you'd pull your eyes out and punch your mother. Sadly, these rules state that my signature is just too darned big. Too much awesome for such a small space. Oh well. You can still punch your mother...if you want... Fifth and Krylo made me do it. http://www.animecubed.com/billy/user...sigs/60266.jpg Be the Ultimate Ninja! Play Billy Vs. SNAKEMAN today!

04-06-2006, 11:13 PM	#1343
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05-17-2006, 07:25 AM	#1345
Osterbaum The revolution will be memed! Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: FIN Posts: 5,967	Hand to hand Face to face Can you smell the fear, the rage (Returning back to the original idea of 5-minute poetry.) __________________ D is for Dirty Commie!

05-22-2006, 08:03 PM	#1346
icythaco Funcraft II: "Let's all get along!" Join Date: Oct 2004 Location: I erased my exact whereabouts from googleEarth Posts: 665	stained glass crackles, settles, comes to a rest somewhere in the dusk and so it begins our twilight of logic shrouding the quiet street in muffled plaster, numbers accumulate: thus the reaper sows __________________ Due to several pending lawsuits, Blizzard's long anticipated next installment in the famed Starcraft series, Starcraft II, has been renamed "Funcraft II". In addition, according to a Blizzard spokesman, the game will no longer focus on interstellar battle but will instead be centered around the idea of nonviolent conflict resolution, with the game's ultimate goal being to bring about interstellar harmony.

06-07-2006, 10:01 PM	#1347
RagnarofBurland Soldier of Burland Join Date: Feb 2004 Posts: 192	Wee First, I just discovered this recently and had to say, "Whoa! Cool!" Anywoot... Tempting little thing If only I may Ignore That silly hershey __________________ *Avatar by Sneak over at Giantitp.com*

04-05-2006, 01:16 AM	#1342
BlackMageGirl! Oh hi! :D Join Date: Aug 2004 Location: Currently in reality! Posts: 2,688	Not the weight of someone old Nor the wings of innocent bliss Thus mountanious stories told Would render this play, hit and miss Another flight of the crows Sweeping troubles across the sky With hoarse caws And loose jaws That trouble the mind with why? Pushed around the river bend Eddied upon the crystal slight Cracked slightly this rivvet end And sparkled with the morning light Sought the tune of Moondance And sang with golden paint So brish brush soft The hidden loft And tarried with other's restraint

05-10-2006, 10:20 AM	#1344
Funka Genocide Sent to the cornfield Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: Las Vegas Posts: 4,566	I didn't know so many things beneath the bows of ancient trees I sat, I stared and deeply breathed the scent of ages lost the grip I lost was not my own but tenuous as all of man held hand in hand the fate of everyone

06-12-2006, 07:27 PM	#1348
Big J. The Simon of sprite comics Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: Rating your sprite comic Posts: 86	We're Not The Same By me Why do you expect me to be like you? I can't do all of the things you do. Look in my eyes, and see I'm not perfect. You try to change me but is it worth it? I don't think you quite understand, this world isn't controlled by the sway of your hand. Listen to me, I am my own man. I don't care if I can't do what you can. I feel all the hatred rushing through my veins, look at me, we're not the same. I can't think of anything else right now but probably more later. __________________ Go to my site. Right here. Donde es mi pantalones? Got a sprite comic and your wondering how good it is? PM the topic to me and I'll put in my 2 cents. Guess what? I ACTUALLY HAVE A FORUM! yes, I made one for my site, go here.

06-12-2006, 08:15 PM	#1349
DarkCORN! Sent to the cornfield Join Date: Mar 2006 Location: Canadia Posts: 649	I wrote a poem. Morning-After Dance Get out of my bed hold my head Get my toothbrush Feel like I'm dead Had to much to drink Puking in the sink hold my hair back My eyes are pink Never drink again Yelled at big ben I don't live in England stayed up til ten I got drunk Acted like a punk wrote graffiti sleeping in my own funk Disinifected my bed Washed off my head Washed my toothbrush No longer dead.

06-14-2006, 11:29 AM	#1350
Funka Genocide Sent to the cornfield Join Date: Apr 2004 Location: Las Vegas Posts: 4,566	more like 27 minute poetry, but feck it After This After this a sullen rain the fortunate wihout refrain still laboring wih guilty breaths still surfacing beneath the depths and after this forgotten now a moment drawn too long to which I don't belong yet windy still the sky remains so softly gilt in silken chains and after this I'm broken in oh crowded room just to begin the lights of night they answer right when asked their worth they don't reply and after this no love will do a static groom to stand beside and flagrant hearts shall learn to hide the simple fact that something died