well I didn't see thread for this:
 

I think should be the place for meaning ful thought at random. well heres mine.

Running from me



Conscience tells that me that i'm the monster,
What am I supposed to do with it.
not that I believe it.



Feeling tangle me like a knot, tightly twisted
if this has a point I think I missed it.
not that i could have seen it.


I act like there is something left, somewhere to go
I'm always been as lost as you.
not that I minded it



Searching all the door the to find the exit, my exit
I kept knocking at them while blind
not that seeing is the best of it.



Who's cries for better days anymore, i'm in the best
doesn't matter in the sun of rain.
not like I can cry anyway.


-Winter

Huh...I'm not good in understanding poems...so......that probably means it is a good poem.:D

The thead title should have been about poems and not what u wrote. So vague for a title.

the point waas to lack sense in everything and by doing so make sense.....
doesn't make sense does it?

I just hope it makes sense to the mods to keep it open.:D I'll probably edit this one and put a poem that I made...later.

Huh? I can't see a single reason to keep the thread open. There's no room for any discussion other than "I like it" and "I don't like it". And that is what the Jellyfish hath proclaimed!

I was hoping people would post thier own writing and thoughts..This was more ofan experiment than anything.

something what type of candy draws people....if you like the same type as me you'd come get some wouldn't you...especially if it were free.

*turns on "Newbie Bashing" switch by mistake*

There once was a poor newbie
Who posted a thread with glee
The thread really stunk
The Jellyfish thunk
But there was no time to flee...

And by then the tides had turned
The newbie was surely burned
You just do the math
She earned the fish wrath
Surely there's a lesson learned...

Don't create useless threads, bud.
Or else you're gonna go "thud".
The wrath of a fish
Is not a fine dish
Next time, you're gonna be cud.

...Peace...

You probably have a book of poems about noobs huh, Mr. Boneyjellyfish? Where can we get a copy?:D

Gomen, gomen :D I was just a little grumpy today, and thankfully I've been able to release all of my steam on poor little Xeiliex here. She created a thread at just the right moment, too!

No hard feelings, Xeiliex. I was born a bastard and I'll die a bastard, but I'm nice most of the time, trust me! :D

It's stored in the same vault as AG3's songs. :) *whistles while twirling the key around on a tentacle* Maybe if you're lucky you'll get a poem too. Of what variety, though, I'm not really sure. A narrative poem, limerick, haiku? It all depends on the situation!

Well...boneyjellyfish has spoken....now we just await the arrival of a mod...

twirling key on his finger, eh...hmm...didn't even think jellyfish's had fingers...oh well....*snatches key and runs way* mwhahahahahaha so much for your vault :D

Doesn't that require touching his jellyfish body? That means you got stung and now are being poisoned, so much for your key stealing days. ;)

Lmao I thought that was funny. so don't worry about it.

Hey EVer BODY ! mY Nma e I S P#PSI! EVryone look at me!!!!!!!!!!! YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !


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Dedicated to Mr. J. Donne:


Pairwise Disjunct

Lay upon this heart a mordant squelch,
Iconic visage
Of cherished wealth.
There no design twists ill or sour,
Yet ev'ry pulse, repulsed -
Ev'ry hope devoured.

The livid wing, its sullied fetter;
Carrion shackles,
So much the better.
Pull closer still, ere I am left;
Efface your features,
A violent cleft.

Cascades of venom; great Etna's maw -
Sorely, acquiescent -
Here I withdraw.
You'd wish it not; you'd have me yet:
As a grov'ling husk,
A tormented pet!

But see now I goe, the captive sprung;
Our ties dissevered,
Our union shunn'd.
Ah! here a whispered kiss of scorn,
How like a dagger!
A piercing thorn!

Farewell! Farewell! O suckling horror;
Repine, now repent,
This grim disorder
Or tread the shores - the fiery swell -
With naked steps,
A boiling Hell!

I kinda like it, so I'm gonna let this one alone as long as it continues to be interesting. If it is abused I'll close it without warning.

Modding away
I come across a muddy gem
I clean it off...
Holding it to the light...
Oh how it gleams!

Then I place it back
It returns to the mud
Will another ever see it sparkle?

The newbie, seeing the flame
Did not wince while the fish came.
Soon the wrath was done
The fish had some fun
In the end, all stayed the same

And thus, because of a mod
Who gave the strange post a nod
The thread stayed open
I'll quit my mopin'
Still, the decision seems odd...

*warning*
 

When I wrote this and read it scared me. but when I figured out what it meantI laughed. A little bit offthe deep end but enjoy.



Paradoxal Paradigm

I hit my my hand this morning.
Smashed it a good one.
For a few miutes I sat there holding it.
but I didn't hurt.

I was convinced it was supposed to
I think it expected the pain.
so I say ther and started at it.
wondering if i should smash it again.

Post your Poem here!