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Poetry anyone?

TheWanderer

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I used to write a lot of poetry, and now I'm suffering from horrible insomnia (caused by my dumbass abusing some drugs and now i haven't had 'em for a month and it's kicking my ass) and it has been slowly eating my sanity. As such, I have began writing poetry again to kill some of my sleepless hours, tell me what you think please! Even if you think it's the shittiest shit you've ever read, tell me, I have no feelings to hurt, I promise.

Share yours in here too, I'm sure I'm not the ONLY BLer who fancies him or herself as a poet!

This one is still a rough draft, that I no shit wrote 5 minutes ago in my Facebook status message box! I thought BL could probably appreciate this poem more than the majority of my Facebook friends, and then I decided I would make a thread on here and share all my poetry with BL because, well, sharing is caring! :)


I'm putting them in NSFW tags just to make it easy to show/hide them so you don't have to scroll too much! Enjoy :)

This Plague
NSFW:
your psychosis it eats away
as rushing water to-and-fro
the very foundation of our way

assaulting blow
feel ultimate control, long and slow, drip
as rushing water to-and-fro

forcing itself on you, this trip
a wondrous memory, searching your soul
feel ultimate control, long and slow, drip

meetings, journeys, greetings; lost and found. in a chaotic roll
flying about, escaping this hole
a wondrous memory, searching your soul

sleep runs, find your bowl
you've lost my soul, just for
flying about, escaping this hole

I am your brain, and my plague you cannot ignore!
your psychosis it eats away
you've lost my soul, just for
the very foundation of our way



And this is one I wrote for a very special friend, who told me she'd like a poem. Not sure what inspired it, but I really liked how it turned out.

This is Ours
NSFW:
Horizons of wintery white
You shine. So beautiful
Yet on you, we bare our plight

Are suffering, you hold our crucible
Ever so steadily
You shine. So beautiful

We destroy chemically
This is ours, haze of filth
Ever so steadily

Relying on your tilth
Soon to be nevermore. It is yours,
This is ours, haze of filth.

Condemned by our wards
Kill the world, kill the life
Soon to be nevermore. It is yours

As I make you, our harlequin wife.
Horizons of wintery white
Kill the world, kill the life
Yet on you, we bare our plight.
 
Hey TheWanderer,

I'm going to move this over to Words - it's a forum on here entirely devoted to poetry and prose.

Both of your pieces are wonderful. The line "As I make you, our harlequin wife" really struck a chord with me <3
 
It's well written. It's just in a style that I absolutely despise. To avoid a new thread I'll just post in here


To my lovely friend Bats

Who is the real villain
is it you or is it me?
Have you not figured it out now
By now I'd thought you'd see.

For I am a deranged man?
And all I do is plot.
And you've had many chances
to kill me on the spot.

Many innocents have died now;
all by my deft hand.
While you have tried to stop me
and all that I have planned!

The blood shall spell it out for you.
By now I'd thought you'd see
For the truth is you're insane Batman
and I'm your sanity...
 
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