Share your shitty poetry, robots.
Come on, I know you have some.
"An Honest Conversation"
It's queer how you speak to yourself
in your head
as if you are being listened to by someone
other than yourself
You are alone
And probably schizophrenic
Bump.
Finally relief, I sigh
My body is so sore
I'll love you 'till the day I die
But not a minute more
Do not get kekolded by Chad tonight.
Rage, rage against the normie's might.
>>24894943
You okay, anon?
"Seagullman"
Proud seagull
Landing on the lamppost
Shows me how to live
Staring out grimly
And with a view
But never with want of stopping
>>24895082
Nice euphony senpai
I'll never give my love to you
You'll never reach into my heart
We will never share our lives together
But we will share a lifetime apart
I know it's shitty, but I have no talent and write a lot of these 4 line poems because it feels good.
>>24895141
OP here, I'm in the same boat. Shitty 4 line poems are my catharsis, see >>24894957
>>24895129
Thanks anon, pic related is how I now feel.
>>24894833
"For All Departing Robots"
The arbiters of fate have determined that
it is your time to leave this place and
move on in reality, perhaps to greener
pastures, perhaps to a land of erratic storms.
Know that throughout all of your time spent
here, in question of your supposed 'directionless' life and multiple ruts of indifference, these will, in hindsight, bring about rich pleasure rooted in nostalgia after your arrival to a more stable place.
The winds of change will blow once more,
and call for your return. To which you will be reunited once again, for just a brief moment, with your former self, taking a stroll down the hall of memories hand-in-hand.
>>24895209
I like yours. I think with enough practice, we will both get better. I have been writing these things intermediately for about a year and a half. I'm not good, but I'm a lot better since when I started.
Edgiest thing I'll ever write, most likely.
Happiness is fruit on the tree of life
You stare up and wish
That you may take hold and indulge yourself
And satisfy the emptiness in you
No matter how high you leap
Or how far you climb
You can never take the fruit of happiness
For your tree of life does not stop growing
Until the day you die
Yeah, I'm a pretty shitty poet. ;_;
>>24895563
I really like it anon.
>>24895443
Maybe we're going to make it.
