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WinterWarm

In between being a troll, trashin' Microsoft, and killing the killjoy out of Grima, I enjoy writing and reading poetry.

Any other aspiring poets on NL? Ever wet your pants after reading Edgar Allan Poe's 'The Raven'?

Feel free to jump right in!

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Philip_J_Reed

WinterWarm wrote:

Ever wet your pants after reading Edgar Allan Poe's 'The Raven'?

Yeah, but it was like five weeks after. I don't think it was related.

Philip_J_Reed

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WinterWarm

@Philip_J_Reed

Sorry Chicken, it's gotta be within 24 hours. Drink alot of water and try again.

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"I fear my derriere is not worthy." - Frederick, FE:A

"My uncanny valley begs for reprieve." - Tharja, FE:A

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SwerdMurd

I wet my pants in the parking lot of a P.F. Changs. There was a raven nearby...

-Swerd Murd

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ogo79

SwerdMurd wrote:

I wet my pants in the parking lot of a P.F. Changs. There was a raven nearby...

so its not just me

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WinterWarm

Geez, frickin' epidemic.

Bulletproof and black like a funeral.

Intelligent Systems' obsession with rear ends:

"I fear my derriere is not worthy." - Frederick, FE:A

"My uncanny valley begs for reprieve." - Tharja, FE:A

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LordJumpMad

Let me sing you a little rhyme because I am that type of guy~
Let my words play their games while you stare in daze, open your eyes and feel my rage, accept my Madness and feel it's haze, now surrender your soul, as your mind goes under my conTroll!

For you, the day LordJumpMad graced your threads, was the most important day of your life. But for me, it was Tuesday.
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WinterWarm

Bulletproof and black like a funeral.

Intelligent Systems' obsession with rear ends:

"I fear my derriere is not worthy." - Frederick, FE:A

"My uncanny valley begs for reprieve." - Tharja, FE:A

Fates Castle Address: 06963-63228-71096-84460

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Klimbatize

Peeing is great
Peeing is grand
Unless, of course
It gets on your hand

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mamp

I love poetry but why does it seem like every "poet" is just some goth kid who loves Edgar Allen Poe's work but probably has never looked into any other forms of poetry or any other poets that are out there. BTW I speak in general I don't want the OP to think I'm talking about them I'm just saying that I run into goth kids all the time (just saying since people tend to twist your words or find any little reason to start an online argument, I troll for LOLs not for the sake of being a b****). Also Edgar Allen Poe is great (yet overrated) but it's not my thing, personally my life doesn't suck and I'm not in a dark place so maybe that's why his work doesn't resonate with me (also goth kids ruined it cuz you know they're all about poetry yet they've never read anything else but Poe's works). Also don't even get me started on haikus.
People must have some really weak bladders if poetry makes them wet themselves LOL.

Edited on by mamp

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WinterWarm

@mamp

Ooooookay. o.o

@Klimbatize

Tell me about it.

Bulletproof and black like a funeral.

Intelligent Systems' obsession with rear ends:

"I fear my derriere is not worthy." - Frederick, FE:A

"My uncanny valley begs for reprieve." - Tharja, FE:A

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Geonjaha

Think we might as well just rename this thread 'Wetting yourself: Nintendolife Support Group' :L

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Captain_Balko

I wrote some poems for Writer's Craft in high school last year. Got a perfect score on a couple, really quite liked them. If you're interested I'll share my favourite (a strange narrative that I was told is pretty nifty).

Captain_Balko

CanisWolfred

Captain_Balko wrote:

I wrote some poems for Writer's Craft in high school last year. Got a perfect score on a couple, really quite liked them. If you're interested I'll share my favourite (a strange narrative that I was told is pretty nifty).

It's either that or more pee poems, so...yeah, go ahead.

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Captain_Balko

CanisWolfred wrote:

Captain_Balko wrote:

I wrote some poems for Writer's Craft in high school last year. Got a perfect score on a couple, really quite liked them. If you're interested I'll share my favourite (a strange narrative that I was told is pretty nifty).

It's either that or more pee poems, so...yeah, go ahead.

Okay, I might as well. One word of warning though - It's really long, and only worthwhile if you read until the very end, so instead of reading half just choose to either read it all or none of it. And it isn't great, has virtually no flow and doesn't rhyme since it's a free write, so please don't expect too much...

Well, anyways, here it is:

The Nosferatu and I

By: B****** Balko

There is no sure explanation.
Maybe an ancient Mayan curse started it,
perhaps some sort of chemical was released into the air,
or maybe God just got bored and decided to have some fun.
Nonetheless, it just began
suddenly and shockingly,
like a power outage on a clear night.
There weren’t any ominous warnings,
no creepy green fog blanketing the horizon,
no sense of deep foreboding that something awful was going to happen.
It just happened.
One sunny afternoon a month ago,
the dead stopped staying dead.

I sit, motionless,
in my apartment.
All is silent except for a low grumbling
coming from my stomach.
But the food is all gone,
like everybody else.

Perhaps I should have run
with the rest of them.
But I was scared,
far too scared
to make the journey out of town
with them wandering the streets.
The undead beasts that walk aimlessly,
limping from place to place,
smelling indescribably awful.
Call them what you will –
zombies, the living dead, whatever tickles your fancy,
to me, they will always be
the Nosferatu.
It’s a Roman word synonymous with vampires,
but was originally used to describe the dead
returned to life.

When I heard what was happening,
it seemed impossible.
But I saw them,
and they were unquestionably real.
They began the exodus.
Everybody left, hoping the problem was exclusive
to our town.
I couldn’t do it then,
only holed myself up in my apartment.
It provided safety, familiarity, protection.
But now I need to leave,
my apartment, and this town,
if I hope to survive.

I might need a weapon.
I sit up and rush to the kitchen,
eyes darting at sharp knives, meat tenderizers, rolling pins,
even tongs.
Anything lethal would have to do.
But can I kill that which is already dead?
Who knows?

I select a heavy pan
as my herculean club,
my last resort,
my final protection
against the Nosferatu.

I open my apartment door,
just a crack
and stare out.
Empty halls stretch on
for an infinity
in both directions.
I step outside of my apartment for the final time,
clutching the pan,
and head down the hall,
breath held.
So far, so good.
I check the stairwell,
and find nothing but a spiraling staircase.
Excellent.
I step down cautiously,
my free hand gripping the railing tightly.

I’m outside.
The street is eerily empty,
quite literally a ghost town.
I shiver.
After a moment of hesitation,
I head in the general direction of the grocery store.
I can’t escape town on an empty stomach;
I need a snack.
I just hope nothing else does too.

Unfortunately, I don’t make it to the store.
On my way, I hear something
emerge from an alley behind me.
I turn around, eyes wide.
A humanoid figure walks towards me.
My fear has paralyzed me.
My feet are trapped in a pool of cement
that has just dried.
I’m crippled by horror.
I forget the pan in my hand,
it clatters to the floor,
never to fry another egg
or cook another stir-fry.

The thing comes closer,
and now I know it is one of
the Nosferatu.
It was once a man,
but is now a creature,
a tool of darkness.
Its face is discoloured,
its jaw dislocated,
its eyes covered in milky cataracts,
its hands shaped like claws.
I fall backwards, hardly feel the pavement
as it pats me on the back,
almost saying, well, you had a good run.

The Nosferatu moves steadily towards me,
claw outstretched.
Oh God!
The claw is headed for my chest,
closer, closer, agonizingly closer.
I open my mouth to scream and –
“Need a hand?” Asks the Nosferatu.
Its voice is garbled, but polite.
My terror is replaced by confusion.
“But... aren’t you...” I begin
“Going to eat you? Heavens no!”
He utters a bitter laugh.
“Of course not. We’re not monsters. Just dead.
And lonely.”

His hand is still out.
I reluctantly take it.
It’s cold, but surprisingly supportive.
We get a snack,
chat,
and decide to stick with each other.
Together,
we walk outside of town,
and into the sunset.

Isn’t friendship a beautiful thing?

Captain_Balko

Veloster

With my flame I will burn him
Right to his bones
With my ice I will freeze him
Right to his soul.
Then he will know
I'm in control.

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WinterWarm

Geonjaha wrote:

Think we might as well just rename this thread 'Wetting yourself: Nintendolife Support Group' :L

Do you need encouragement, buddy?

@Captain_Balko

Oh....Oh...Oh my God. That was amazing man, great job!

@Link-Rova

Coolio.

Bulletproof and black like a funeral.

Intelligent Systems' obsession with rear ends:

"I fear my derriere is not worthy." - Frederick, FE:A

"My uncanny valley begs for reprieve." - Tharja, FE:A

Fates Castle Address: 06963-63228-71096-84460

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WinterWarm

Are you ready kids?!

Aye Aye Captain!

I can't heeeear yooooou!

AYE AYE CAPTAIN!

OOOOOOOH! Who lives in a frat house under the sea?!

SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!

Absorbent and yellow and sexy is he!

SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!

Bulletproof and black like a funeral.

Intelligent Systems' obsession with rear ends:

"I fear my derriere is not worthy." - Frederick, FE:A

"My uncanny valley begs for reprieve." - Tharja, FE:A

Fates Castle Address: 06963-63228-71096-84460

3DS Friend Code: 3652-1038-9901 | Nintendo Network ID: WinterWarm | Twitter:

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