Poetry Thread

[anoni]

Just a small haiku for how I'm feeling.

Something's off at night
The lights are on, music plays.
It just feels too late.

It's that feeling of "Has time stopped? It feels like 2 am, but it's not."

Man, that's how I feel from 8 AM to 8 PM.  Lol, I'm too nocturnal for my own good.

I used to be nocturnal, but then I took an all nighter to the brain.

Nice little haiku though, Pretty much sums up the late night youtube-music sessions for me haha

[Aoren Deringer]

Alright I can satisfy my Clerihew urgess here xD
 
The issue with society
Is not a lack of piety;
For instead of bringing pleasure to a god
We should learn to be kind to a dog.
 
Hmm it's terrible xD (I'm no poet ) but it would look good on an athiest human society pamphlet

[anoni]

I think it's good, it kind of gives people an idea about how to live in society and that (for you) actually doing physical activities like being kind to a dog has more benefit then living up to the philosophy of god. Very nice

[Aoren Deringer]

Well, thanks
Never liked my own work, although I suppose everyone feels that way.

[Alison Marie]

 Quite a nice poem, short and sweet and about mans own end and how his evil will only sustain him for very long. I liked it 

thanks!

[anoni]

Inverted quotes like a boss haha

[Joe King]

Well, here's another one of mine- a little on the whimsical side- just to keep this thread alive.

I'll Meet You Up In Hell

 Well the people got dressed
And they went to mass
When they heard the church bell ring…

But the bar was louder
and my friends were roudy,
so I couldn’t hear a thing.

Now I’m takin’ my time,
In the back of the line
To confess my seven sins,

But I might be late,
‘cause I’m working on eight-
For a bet I’m tryin’ to win.

*Well, I’ll meet you up in hell.
I’ll meet you up in hell.
Buddy it’s just as well,
If I meet you up in hell.
Don’t try to change my mind!
I’ve signed a deal with the devil himself!

Well  cathedrals crumble
Every time I mumble
A sermon I’d like to hear.

It’s the one I wrote
With the mistake of making
A religion out of beer.

And it’s fair to say
That I’ve had my way,
But never stopped to think

That a couple of bucks
Wasn’t worth the ruckus
I would suffer for my drink.

But it’s too late now
For the mighty powers
Couldn’t save my drunken soul.

And as for Satan,
Gonna keep him waitin’-
He can have me when I’m old!

*Well, I’ll meet you up in hell.
I’ll meet you up in hell.
Buddy it’s just as well,
If I meet you up in hell.
Don’t try to change my mind!
I’ve signed a deal with the devil himself!
 
 
 
 

[Aoren Deringer]

Well I liked that one plenty. Reminded me of a song!

[Joe King]

Yeah, I mentioned earlier in the thread, most of my "poetry" comes out in the form of song lyrics.  That last one there would be like a sort of Western/Folk song.  Or, did you mean that it reminded you of an existing song?

[Aoren Deringer]

It did. Although not the kind you're thinking of (I think) "Happy Little Boozer" By Korpiklaani. Which is an entirely fun song. The premise and the somewhat jovial nature that I percieved just reminded me of it o.o
That... And I was listening to it when I read it o.o

[Joe King]

That... And I was listening to it when I read it o.o

Ah, well that would certainly be a contributing factor.

[Aoren Deringer]

Yes you're probably right xD

[Joe King]

Here's another one, 'cause, why the crap not?

To Celebrate, To Mourn

  I’ve got cool shades
My denim jacket wears me inside-out
I’m from the 90’s
And you can never smoke me out

 
I’ve got high expectations,
I’ve got… hallucinations,
I’ve got delusions that are bigger than my head

 
I’ve got hi-tops
Do my tube-socks blow your mind?
I’m giving my props
To the first man who ever lied

 
I’ve got doses- in beakers,
I’ve got home-theater speakers,
I’ve got delusions that are bigger than my head

 
*So much to celebrate
So much to celebrate
So much to celebrate-
So much to mourn
So much to mourn-------------

 
I’ve got wisdom
In-between all and naught is one
I am a system
To help the army pay for all those guns

 
We should have been preparing for an atom bomb,
Now there isn’t anyplace left to run,
I’ve got delusions that I share with everyone------

 
*So much to celebrate
So much to celebrate
So much to celebrate-
So much to mourn
So much to mourn-------------

 
And here's one more, also because, why the crap not?

Caffeine Nation

  I’m running short on time
And I’m always out of juice.
This tie around my collar
Makes a fancy silken noose.

 
If I fall asleep again
I’m bound to lose my job.
I know that I can’t beat ‘em
So I’ve joined these tweaked-out slobs

 
*Let’s make a run for coffee
And grab a Red Bull too!
If you should fall behind
Nobody’s coming back for you
Excessive stimulation
Is the only way to win
You know you’ve got to embrace
The Caffeine-Nation that we’re living in

 
Let’s go!!

 
Well I’ve got too much on my plate.
They work me like a mule.
I’ve got no time to sleep or eat.
I need some extra fuel.

 
Everybody’s pushing, shoving-
Trying to get it done
I’m going fast- I’m in a rush
So look out, here I come.

 
*Let’s grab a cappuccino
And a five-hour energy shot
It doesn’t matter what you give
Until you give it all you’ve got
Excessive stimulation
Is the only way to win
You know you’ve got to embrace
The Caffeine-Nation that we’re living in

 
Look out!!
 

[anoni]

I dunno why, but your first song reminded me of the Devil Went to Georgia by Charlie Daniels

[Joe King]

Well, given the subject matter, that's entirely understandable!