Hi /r9k/ i want to hear your awful poems you pull out of your ass
>3 am
>rolling in the sheets
>my eyes hurt but i cant seem to fall asleep
>wondering if i can visit my dreams before the morning comes
>oh well, maybe if i cum
>once again the suicidal thoughts haunt me
>if i fall asleep my nightmares will most likely taunt me
>maybe i should just go through with it the pain might end
>then again
>edgy teenager is all i am
>ill probably feel better when its not 3am
Also rateholy shit that was afoul
You're on.
Sigh for the sorry ones
The sisters
Who starved and cut themselves through weary Wisconsin winters
And the brothers
Who on dull-grey New England days put guns to their heads and dreamed of love
For every junked out derelict downtown
Just a symptom of the way we're living
And all the dreampop druggy kids
Delusional enough to do it all
Some run to the woods
Letting their worlds shrink around them
Shrieking at the moon
One last effort to ward off evil spirits
Before the mourning comes with a whimper
>>27295433
Pretty good desu. Reminds me of the "if you love me let me go" song for some reason
That was the gayest shit I have ever read, gayier than Elton John getting bukaked.
Hey hi it's me again and these are my feelings about things like why is it so cold this morning I want summer to come back with no warning sticky sweaty hot sitting on the porch drinking lemonade close shave everyday going to the beach then getting a hotdog to eat with my friend Adriana who I've known since I was nine she was playing in her backyard so I said hi
Those were some good times but they're over now I said good bye one last time then got an airplane and learnt to fly
>>27295489
I 100 percent agree with you
There once was a man with a plan
The man in question was named Dan
He tried to go thru with it
But could have nothing to do with it
And ended up in Uzbekistan
written in 1 minute
>>27295606
That was beautiful ;____;ravioliraviolishowmetheorigionoli
Street poetry
You know it's gonna be
Just what comes to my mind
That can turn on a dime
I don't get myself, like Saint Paul in Romans
We're both men of flesh, like him I'm a slave to sins
I don't write my own thoughts they just come to me
I can't even tell what the next one is gonna be
I want to do right and I thought it'd be easy
But I've seen that I can't and it just makes me queasy
I don't know what happens after we die,
Whether it all goes black or if we party in the sky
If you can hear me up there, I'm talking to you, my creator
You did a good job with the earth but I wish you'd made me greater
I do what I can with the mind that you gave me
And by this time I think it's going kind of crazy
If when I die you think I'm fit to burn and roast
Just remember you made me, so I don't see your room to boast
pineal vibration
Top of my hed
Synaesthetic sensation
Thru the void yet again
Like a hyperspace cannon
Break thru the veil
To the otherside
With rainbow entities and shells
Like a fabrege egg
Bright lights and visions
Flowin thru source
Tryptamine life livin
Lovin givin gettin back what you put intuit, pharmahuasca on my mind, cosmic rhymes passin fractals brighter than neon signs
Got the fuckin pink bark extractin mimosa trees,
Havin visions, got the spooky psychic spooky arts down to a t
Too hot to handle
You ain't fuckin with me
And the hoodoo, behind, D-M-T
Forehead pulse E-S-P
Third eye sharp,
Like a hawk, dreamwalk
See in you in my sleep
For now I'm goin dark
~Sparkkkkk, of light
Yo I got Dublo
Who show?
A little bit of freaky
So I can get sneaky
Just gotta be like alvacado
So you don't hit el dorado
Up in here with my dick
Rollin all over the spic
Chilin like balls
Eh realin' like crawls
Sicker nigger bopper
Flick bobber popper
*drops mic*
if you need instructions on how to get OFFA MY CLOUD, REMIND ME TO TOAST TOAST
Enclosed instructions uctions uctions uctions uctions uctions
-Meta Cooler punches mario-
"Ahahaha good bye, the super saiya people"
Mario: NO?
written by 2008
>i once met this evil doggo
>he pissed on my ruggo
>i told him to stoppo
>called him a bad doggo
>he apologised and said his name was otto
>i said its okko
>>27295287
This is just as good as any poem as Charles Bukowski wrote.
Sorry mum
Sorry dad
I was glum,
But now i'm glad
Not original... Thought i wrote this. Only makes sense
>>27296064
Thanks?999
>>27295287
I could punch a baby
Or perhaps a dozen
All for you
This doesn't rhyme
But it doesn't have to
It's still a poem
About punching babies
Whatever sat on the chained throne
It was strange
It seemed human
It looked insane
And his serpents danced as he laughed
And his crown trembled as he cried
Out of fever
Of fear
And of joy.
In spanish it rhymes
my ex is mentally ill
he wants to be a shill
he has no ambition
he lives in the kitchen
and only has one type of grill
my ex has a fat bearded neck
the size of his ass makes me kek
the ugly losers in this thread will respond
because my poem has got them all rekt
>>27296848
Your exes name doesn't happen to be Matte?
>>27296980
No, what kind of shit name is Matte?
>>27297035
Darn he kinda sounded like my friend xD the name is Scandinavian
False the dream is so far
Come and take the consequence
Few things are certain
Winter state
Oppressive wait
Mask, a face well hidden
Keep your last words in your head
Hold it and open up
It's time to go
Release the glow
Evacuate
Assemble here
Soil song in your throat
A future death on your reach
Who's first?
OK.
False the dream is so far
>>27295287
haiku for pepe
my name is pepe
i am a very sad frog
not a fucking meme
>>27296848
>my ex has a fat bearded neck
>the size of his ass makes me kek
>the ugly losers in this thread will respond
>because my poem has got them all rekt
kek
>>27295287
Breathing the scent of ancient dreams
I carry on through strength of memes
These faceless feelings scratch and claw
But to life I cling
And never fall
>>27297397
Thats actually pretty good 8/10
the tumblrs and twitters
they all give me gas
i ship my left foot
with your stank fat ass
I have your portrait
in my locket
but that's all I have
besides the spaghetti in my pocket
>the waitress stares in my direction
>i begin to feel a throbbing erection
>she asks me what i want to drink
>i sit in silence and try to think
>"a coke, please" i say politely
>"we don't have coke, only pepsi" she states
>i am beginning to feel quite irate
>i slam my fists on the table
>"NO NO NO, THIS WILL NOT DO!"
>"GIVE ME COKE, NOT PEPSI, OR I'LL FUCKING SUE!"
>she screams in terror as i grab her tits
>"I WANT THAT COKE, OR I'LL SHRED YA TO BITS!"
>suddenly a miracle happens
>she begins lactating coke right before my eyes
>sweet titty coke, the greatest surprise!
i wanna skeet
i wanna treat
i want candy
i want sandy
like sandy from spongebob
i want spongebob\
employee of the month
its that time of the month
my girlfrend is bleeding
my car is speeding
the cops are chasing
my dicks in a sausage casing
end
derelict spaceship of yore
running out
of time
of space
of room
of air
of people
of hope
and dreams
my comfort is stagnation
I find nothing within shallow touches
I cannot sense what you want or what you need I can only breathe
Don't stop me from crying I can't do it anyway
My eyes aren't for myself
rainy wood becomes squeaky over our heads
clouds hang on us
the cabin's got no pressure, captain
rain taps on the roof and walls
like my mother when it was eleven and time for me to sleep
goodnight, mom, i'll see you in the morning
a lullaby
falling
It was the jews, jews
Who set me up to lose
Kicked me to the ground
And sold me my noose
It was the kikes, kikes
Who turned my gfs into dykes
Shitting up politics
With womens rights.
It was the nose, nose
Caused all my woes
Goldstein set me up
And made the turbans my foes.
Hitler, hitler, hitler was right
Should've killed all those kikes
Removal on sight
And everything would be alright.
cold march nights into the heavy summer heat,
cold heart marches in dissonant internal beat
skipping all the wrong notes, skidding on rocky rainy roads
finding new crashes to test these broken weary bones
birthed into a fiery inferno
faceless children inherit this hell
the modern currency: bomb shrapnel
and ammunition shells scattered in
the barren dearth and scarred hills
where piles of human bones
rise up from the arid earth
like roots + litter the ground
with skulls + hardened flesh
the ravaged empty plot
with dismembered limbs and human ash
there are no gravestones here
there are no cemeteries here
there are no headstones here
to honour fallen ones
this site is desolate
the sight more desolate still
scorched in summer by infernal heat
swept in winter by bitter cold
remnants of an unvanquished war
remnants of a savage war
Op here
> 5am
>so i didnt get any sleep tonight
>its nothing unusual
>thinking i could sleep whitout my meds was rather delusional
>sleep or not my school life will be as bad as usual
>the depression and restlessness make my loath for the world feel very much mutual
>but once i get my dose ill feel alive again
>ill feel that the whole world is movable
>but thats all in the future
>I will feel like a fine madam when its not 5amsorry for the cheezy ending i had to come up with something before it was 6am
(if young metro dont trust ya imma shoot ya)
huh
taliban
spaghettu man
halo ween
peep meem
(ung)
jumpmanjumpmanjumpmanjumpmanjumpmanjumpman
GUILLOTINNNNNNNE - YAH
it in the dark and ponder how I'm fit to make the bottom fall through the floor
JUMPMANJUMPMANJUMPMAN THEM BOIS UP TO SUMMIIIIINN
HYEAH
Just spent 2 or 3 weeks out the HYEAH
(da da dA DA)
Out of the shadows barrage of witch tongue
Cobra spit over apocalyptic cult killer cauldron smoke
I JUST SEEN THE JET TAKE OFF
HYEAH
*whispered* jumpmanjumpmanjumpmanjumpmanjumpmanjumpman
GUILLOTINNNNNNNE
>HOWS IT LOOK SO FAR BOIS
>>27296698
pu-pu-pu-pu-
punchin infants
straight out the womb
theyve come to hate
the nursing room
i will bait
them to their doom
decide their fate
with a broom
the door to hell is left ajar
i can throw children very far
only if they are not obese
so keep your baby on a leash
>>27298389
Kinda sounds like death grips
>>27298466
I mean all of it, it could be 1 legit youtube mix
Born the son of a carpenter and highschool secretary,
bread blue collar in a white trash town, with just enough to lose.
But I learned the value in wanting nothing
because then no one can take anything from you.
I watched the heart of my old man get overworked for the sake of a dollar.
Worried that love might only, be found,
in the amount of things you leave behind when you die.
I started driving nails at an early age
for a class of people their god forgot.
For the ingrates who never knew the pain of callous hands
for the bottom feeder waiting for their hand out.
This is humanities true face, middle aged
and fully capable but not willing to sweat.
Who think they are better than that,
as if born with some form of entitlement.
The punch line in this joke, we are angels at birth
but true sinners and always looking for a hustle.
I was born a fortunate son.
But I learned early on if you want to live, you got to suffer,
you got to be willing to bleed.
I was born a fortunate son.
I go day to day with a chip on my shoulder
I can not shake for a generation of leaches
who seem to think that life owes them something more than a right to breathe.
Life owes me nothing but a cold deep grave
and a promise to never wake me up when I close my eyes,
let me close my eyes. Please let me close my eyes.
Polaroid altoid menthol
Party drink it snort it smoke it
like a fire burn it clean it eat it
consume replenish relieve consume
recharge
Work sleep eat shit
circle cycle cyclone
drop drip drop drip fall
Endless chaotic order industrial
fineness fitness mind over matter
where the fuck has my life gone
Attention retards:
Lists of sentence fragments are not poems.
ITT: People who fell for the "poetry is just vague prose with the 'return' key mashed every few words" meme
Virtually everything in here is pure garbage but I'll quote a few remotely workable ones
>>27297978
>>27297397 (the 'But' in line 3 ruins it, get rid of it)
>>27296771 I'll take your word for it about the Spanish
>>27295801
>>27295730 Trash but I'll link for effort and the biblical reference
>>27295433 First reply is always best. The only thing ITT I would call 'good'
t. /lit/ patrician
>>27298566
Back to /lit/ faggot
>>27298686
Right? Why would people who care about poetry belong in threads about poetry?
Learn more. Post less.
>>27295287
>There is no god but Allah and Muhammad is his prophet.
>So go ahead and stick your old beliefs into a socket.
>Convert to Islam and see the light.
>so that you will now follow what is right!
>The truth you seek is not far.
>Allahu Eckbar!
>>27298753
Whew lad
>takes posts on r9k seriously
I used to write poetry and some of it sucked and some of it just werked
My poem got 2 posts that approved of it itt and it was completely off the cuff, it doesn't matter
Stop being a pretentious snobby faggot pls
