Smogon Poem Thread

SlakingMaster

Hi, this thread is for people to discuss and share their poems. Now normally I am not a poet, but I did manage to make this really good one in class, which is a first for me.

Where is the Justice?​

I am a reasonable man who is patient.
I wonder why God takes so long to bring justice?
I hear the cries of sorrow.
I see all the pain.
I want justice and restoration.
I am a reasonable man who is patient.

I pretend to overlook all the frustration.
I feel all the hurt inside.
I touch my eyes to wipe away the tears.
I worry that it may never come to past.
I cry over the feeling that nothing is happening.
I am a reasonable man who is patient.

I understand that God is a God of restoration.
I say the scripture, “God is a just God and will give an exact compensation of what is owed to
you.”
I dream that God will restore my broken wounds one day.
I try to wait and do the best I can day by day.
I hope to God that I won’t be let down.
I am a reasonable man who is trying to be patient.

Bio Poem format

I am (two special characteristics you have)
I wonder (Something you are actually curious about)
I hear (an imaginary sound)
I see (an imaginary sight)
I want (an actual desire)
I am (the first line of the poem repeated)

I pretend (something you pretend to do)
I feel (a feeling about something imaginary)
I touch (an imaginary touch)
I worry (something that really bothers you)
I cry (something that makes you sad)
I am (First line of the poem repeated)

I understand (something you pretend to do)
I say (something you believe in)
I dream (something you actually hope for)
I try (something you actually make a effort about)
I hope (something you actually hope for)
I am (the first line of the poem repeated)
 
Hmm... Okay, why not?

All's Dust in My Eyes~

I see the world in a different way,
I see that all have a price to pay,
I see the darkness of human guile,
that no one cares to reconcile.

I see the light so far away,
I see the path we've yet to pave,
I see time ticking slowly by,
gone faster in the human mind.

I see expectation from all around,
I see cold eyes from underground,
I see the dusk so soon to come,
Dust in the wind all that I've done.


Um, this is the first poem I came up with that I actually bothered to write down, it's not all that great. This is kinda embarrassing.
 
Two Steps Ahead and Two Steps Behind.

I am Always two steps ahead and two steps behind
I wonder where it is that puts me
I hear someone calling my name
I see movement off in the distant sunset
I want the herb fields to stop being burned
I am Always two steps ahead and two steps behind.

I pretend that I feel no pain, but what
I feel is a Galcial rush of wind freezing time
I touch the moment it stays there to unwind
I worry that I may break this fragile thing called time
I cry because without you it is like there is no time and
I am Always two steps ahead and two steps behind.

I understand that you question me and my ways but
I say that someday you may learn like me and see how
I dreamt these ways and now hate these days for
I try to see and to clear the way but only branches 'an rocks not a clearing per-say
I hope some-day that I may hear that distant calling, for
I am Always Two steps ahead and Two steps Behind.
Personal Copyright © 2008


Daaammnn, did that on the spot. You like those skillz? Copyrighted already. :P
 
Why do all the poem threads die?
Does no one on smogon have the will to try
To express their thoughts in a meaningful way?
Or is it like the wise men still say,
"I have better things to do."


Edit:vv It was a joke. vv
 
Hey man I wasted my 'wiseman' time trying. So anyone who doesn't probably Can't, not that they don't want to. Guts is only whats its about if you Care. I made what I made up On the Spot. So do you think I care? No, because its genuine even if it is half assed it still Works - more so in the end. But stop burnin my herb fields man! haha
 
Oh, I like writing haikus. Occasionally, when I'm inspired, I'll write lengthy poems though.

Salad
She licks my butthole
Ranch dressing in tossed salad
Ranch in my butthole

Bathroom Poem
I have to go pee
I think I have to poop, too
Pee pee poo poo ka




as for my serious poetry, this is my favorite...

The Trophy
 She sits in the corner
Her drink in her hand
A feeling consumes her
She can't understand

Her self confidence
It's running quite thin
Defenses are scattered
With help from the gin

She went to the party
With the hopes to forget
She plans to drink more
To drown her regret

From across the room
She catches my eye
I slowly approach
Preparing my lies

For I'm fully aware
Why she's empty inside
Her last lover left her
Taking with him her pride

I start conversation
Exuding my charm
She's quickly persuaded
That I mean her no harm

She's looking for solace
I offer protection
A masquerade dance
Of lust and affection

I say that I want her
I say that I need her
And she doesn't care
It's bullshit I feed her

She exits the room
Slips naked into bed
Intoxicated
From the lies she's been fed

When I close the door
She pulls me in tight
And chooses to ignore
That this isn't right

Well I'm looking for sex
And she's on the rebound
We get to the fucking
Without making a sound

A few hours later
While we're laying in bed
In the awkward silence
A thought enters her head

Although I was here
To catch her from her fall
She's only a trophy
I will hang on my wall

Oh, but she doesn't care
She's been tainted by sin
She met with Seduction
And she let me win
 
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