Free Poem Thread

I have Mooore! :D Narrative ‘End of the End’ Far away and long ago, there was a land of many. The countries fought, though all for naught. A few rebelled if any. Through the few, rebellion grew, their leader strong and deadly. For him they fought, ‘til he was caught. His death made them unsteady. A man appeared through the crowd. He spoke through all the sorrow. “Follow!” he said. “King will be dead! For we will fight tomorrow!” The morrow came, so did he, Sword raised up high and ready. Days wore thin, though They had their win But none survive if any.

Last one I swear! XD Limerick ‘Dog the Frog’ There once was a cat named Dog. Who thought that he was a frog. Dog went for a jog, and met a real frog. Together they lived in a log.

The dungeon of my heart: by, Well.. me.. Kinda emotional.. xD I long for the day A dream turns from clay, Desire to pain, In the city of my heart. I won't give it up, though through hardships I face and Sufferings based on the empty space, That can't be replaced. Inside of the dungeon, A fog dyes the tears, of the broken soul, Now about to heal.. I finally met your gaze, You can't be replaced, You're the one for me, I can't set you free. <3

A Warrior's Zeal I stand upon the precipice of the shore There I will face the horde, I am ready for the coming storm Born a poet, never knowing the weight of steel I will endure the darkness ahead with a warrior's zeal (c)2013 AJ Oatsvall

Untitled Two By: J.C....AKA ME.....Nerdalous I'll remember how we connected I'll remember the late nights we spent laying next to each other I'll remember falling asleep on the phone together I'll remember the sweet nothings we whispered  Most impotently I'll remember You Unfortunately I'll remember you The memories you gave me The memories we made together The memories I would use to make the worst of days better Now turns my day to absolute shit Whenever you come to mind it begins to turn Like a clock being winded to tight The thought of you with another drives me insane Your body swirling with his Your emotions binding with his Your fingers laced with his Your heart beating with his These thoughts are a flood, being held up by a dam made of cardboard Teeth grand Clenched fist Teeth bleed, Fist bleed,Eyes burn Happiness, Hope, Love these where all feelings you made me feel Now Sorrow, Paranoia, Hate, are now the feelings that consume me. You’re the person I love the most as well as the person I hate the most I had you again I lost you again

Can I join the party? I wrote this a long time ago, but I still think it's one of my best... The Possibilities - What might have been can never be So why would one recall The countless silly, pointless things That happen to us all And sigh and moan and bang their head Until they cannot see? What might have been can never be. Forgive yourself instead. What's yesterday can't possibly Occur for here and now So please stop moping, show a smile, And leave your empty house. The point where you are at today Did not come randomly. What's yesterday can't possibly Be changed, but that's okay. What might become is still undone So hasten forward with care. Accept your faults. Embrace your life. Adventure comes with dare. But still recall that Humans fall Because they learned to run What might become is still undone. Good luck now, one and all!

White Digital Slab By: Nerdalous ft. White digital slab This white digital slab remains wordless Continuously the black line flashes, never ending The barricade keeps me from success I try pushing, it, doesn’t even budge I try claiming it, can’t get a grip I try braking it, its will is stronger This white digital slab taunts me, its black flashing line laughing and pointing How long has it been, hours, days, weeks? Time is lost. When thoughts fail this is the result. What are you white digital slab, an undiscovered enigma, my own personal purgatory? Words will not come, to discard this entity White digital slab, you have won. I pay tribute, with a ballad in your name As I create your ballad White digital slab, I smile Yes White digital slab, you have won

Sound City Christmas lights and shag carpet A bullet hole in the file cabinet Old tin can stuck on the ceiling Pock-marked desk, a piece of railing Mini-fridge all stocked with stout One hat with buttons, one without Neon sign that pops and sparks Walt Whitman and Karl Marx Wooden frames above the drums Empty 12-ounce carton of Tums Four-five-six-seven-eight piece set Drum mics in the cabinet Cables all over the floor Headphones wedged behind the door Door between this room and that Dirty, illegible welcome mat Fingerprints, thick window pane Audible motes of cocaine Stag ‘zine full of pics of beavers Rusty, lighter-sterilized tweezers Notebook paper shows a plan For faders, gain, and channel pan Swinging light bulb, buzzing sound Piss-filled bottles on the ground Binder full of guitar chords Milk crate full of ten-foot cords Drummer sleeping on the futon Guitarist fussing over croutons Bassist playing NES Shredder’s fingers never rest Keyboard player on the phone Operator, call to home Producer “Big Atlaggio” Rounds out what’s in the studio

It's my first shot at a poem outside of Haiku and stories, so I'll try my best. "The Girl from Hell" oh so cold you are just like the winter, everyone you meet is just your play thing, your hits towards me feel just like splinters, your so called "friends" are just puppets on strings. Maybe you don't know just how bad it is, so let me explain so you can understand, I cannot curse at you so accept this, you are something that hell itself had spawned. But for some reason unknown within me, I can not get rid of this love for you, you make me cry almost every time, but then you pretend to make yourself cute. Don't bother trying to ever come back, I won't fall for you again, that's a fact.

So took me awhile to dig this one out, but here it is ^.^ To you my love: To you my love I give to thee, My heart's desire to be free. Your beauty seen was just a taste, To see no more would be a waste. Though your beauty's mortal born, Jealous are the Gods who scorn. And even though you cannot fly, In my heart you soar the sky. When I'm sad and shedding tears, When I'm scared and full of fears; I wish you near to dry my eyes, Your smile to me would light the sky. At night the stars dance to our beat, We'd dance on clouds beneath our feet. And when the moon shines from above, It only strengthens our true love.