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Re: Depressing Poetry Contest
« Reply #45 on: November 05, 2010, 05:30:43 PM »

"Please understand my point of view."
"This isn't easy for me to do."
Said the executioner to the next victim in line.
The man answered "Don't worry everything will be fine."
The man contemplated as he went up on the scaffold,
How did this happen he was really quite baffled.
He had killed the guard who raped his daughter,
and somehow the king had called it manslaughter.
The authorities didn't see the hole in their plan,
to kill a father, a husband, a justified man.
With 6 sons, 6 sons in law and a young daughters vengeful husband to be,
distributed all around the town square with the most advanced archery.
The executioner stood and tightened the noose,
but before the king could give the order all hell broke loose.
When it was all over, the town's old regime was dead,
except the executioner with his hands over his head.
The condemned man was unsure what was going to happen,
to the old king's sympathetic hired assassin.
He wanted to make a decision from the heart,
when he looked over and saw the prison body cart.
There wasn't just one victim before him there were two.
Pointing towards the noose, he said "Please understand my point of view."

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Re: Depressing Poetry Contest
« Reply #46 on: November 06, 2010, 01:27:46 AM »

the bitch.
the batch.
who you gonna catch?
the nigga's done took-a mah stash..
but, i gots me a a pinner,
mebbe i pick a winna,
an i think i kin hep the crash.
ya see, i jus voted ,
& i know ya hitters donut,
dig on the man & his shitty way,
but us real-deal fuckahs,mebbe we get some suckahs, to see the deal the way it otta lay
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Re: Depressing Poetry Contest
« Reply #47 on: March 03, 2011, 10:38:18 AM »

Oh please old used car,
please don't stop from home too far.
I don't wanna walk all night,
with the the old lady wanting to fight.
I know I should have checked that clunk,
and the wavering steering I feel in every rut.
But come on baby get us to the estate,
Seinfeld's on, I don't wanna be late.*

*pretty sorry I am actually just bumping the thread.

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Re: Depressing Poetry Contest
« Reply #48 on: March 03, 2011, 10:55:56 AM »

Thanks - that's a good one!
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Re: Depressing Poetry Contest
« Reply #49 on: March 03, 2011, 03:41:45 PM »

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again

...

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

(James Douglas Morrison, AFAIK)
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Re: Depressing Poetry Contest
« Reply #50 on: March 03, 2011, 03:51:00 PM »

(May 13, 1982)

"Brave new world" we hear them say
Living to fear another day

Dream of the future, forget the past
Each day to come could be our last

Fights in the streets; the future is dark
Afraid to jog, or go to the park

What kind of world have we made it to be?
Violent murderers kill, desperately

Is nuclear holocaust our destination?
Inevitably bound for obliteration?

Soviet weapons; American arms
Total destruction of cities and farms

Reagan and Brezhnev, alleging for peace
Hypocritically hoping the cold war will cease

Myriad missiles, armed for destruction
Are posing to be the end's introduction

What will it come to?  How will it end?
There's nowhere to run to.  Let's not pretend.

Can Russia destroy the earth seven times over?
Can America do so only times five?

What does it matter if no one's left over?
What does it matter if no one's alive?


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Re: Depressing Poetry Contest
« Reply #51 on: March 03, 2011, 03:55:37 PM »

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aGmAmJFUvzM[/youtube]
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Re: Depressing Poetry Contest
« Reply #52 on: March 04, 2011, 12:29:57 AM »

Oh please old used car,
please don't stop from home too far.
I don't wanna walk all night,
with the the old lady wanting to fight.
I know I should have checked that clunk,
and the wavering steering I feel in every rut.
But come on baby get us to the estate,
Seinfeld's on, I don't wanna be late.*

*pretty sorry I am actually just bumping the thread.

That's still pretty good.

Regarding bumping the thread...  I don't know why John Shaw has an issue with it, but he does, and he's a mod, and I don't wanna get banned again, at least not by doing something that explicitly contradicts what he told me, so...  well...  I dunno...


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(James Douglas Morrison, AFAIK)

I never listened to much modern music, but I thought the use of this song in Apocalypse Now was brilliant.  This thread is mostly about original poetry though.
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Re: Depressing Poetry Contest
« Reply #53 on: March 04, 2011, 03:28:30 AM »

This thread is mostly about original poetry though.

I missed where you said that before.
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« Reply #54 on: March 04, 2011, 09:28:08 AM »

The first post on this thread was written during a trollphase where I was passing everything I posted through a script that put each character in a color tag.  The colors codes were all close to black, but their actual numerical values provided enough variation to hide secret data in plain sight.  It was a brilliant experiment, for those who understood it.  Posting even a small JPEG required me to encode every post (minus quoted content) for several days.  This didn't interfere with the readability of the visible message back then, because most people used a light-colored default theme, but when the forum theme changed to dark it became almost black on black, so you have to highlight it to read it.

Anyway, this thread is about poetry, which doesn't have to be good, but should be expressive and original.  Writing poetry with a rhyming dictionary is very easy, so it's not really about rhyme anymore but expressiveness.  Sometimes you can say something better in a poem.  Take for example this from my world-famous Kale thread on NHU:

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I'll never surrender to government force!
I'll do what it takes - no fear or remorse,
No petty emotions must hold me back;
In freedom I walk, and I code, and I snack!

A dissident's footprint must be very light!
Deep in my bunker, or just in plain sight,
All things in my life are efficient and true;
You smell no poo here, you hear no moo!

Free States, you've lost me.  Alone I'll prevail!
Send no mail to my jail, and dare post no bail,
For I walk my own trail, and I tell my own tale;
Even down here in hell, I can grow my own kale!


The imagery of a lone-wolf agorist eating leaves rather than compromise, even with his fellow agorists...  That's very powerful for me.


Oh, and I've dabbled in comedy musical numbers as well.   :lol:
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Re: Depressing Poetry Contest
« Reply #55 on: March 04, 2011, 09:29:37 AM »

who are you?
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« Reply #56 on: March 04, 2011, 06:06:05 PM »


You escape the jail
Run in street and get hit hard
Freedom is not free




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« Reply #57 on: March 06, 2011, 09:03:36 AM »

Suzy grew a moustache,
A moustache,
A moustache,
Suzy grew a moustache,
And Polly grew a beard.

Suzy looked peculiar,
Peculiar,
Peculiar,
Suzy looked peculiar,
And Polly looked weird.

Suzy got the garden-shears,
Garden-shears,
The garden-shears,
Suzy got the garden-shears
And Polly got a bomb.

Now Suzy's face is smooth again
Smooth again,
Smooth again,
Suzy's face is smooth again,
And Polly's face is gone.

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« Reply #58 on: March 06, 2011, 09:23:49 AM »

Today must be your birthday because the sky is dark and grey
The sky that is usually clear looks like it’s going to say
“Look out below we’re going to open up and piss on you all day.”

The birds are all dead from that shit you sprayed in the air
Remember when you thought I really cared
Well grow up I say, cause life just ain’t fair

It's as if Mother Nature herself knew this was a special day
The day before was sunny and the weather was pretty nice
But on this day it all went away and now I don't feel so happy
Whenever I see your face I just feel so crappy

My happiness was replaced with sadness that wasn't there before
Your birthday does this every year so I hope you'll die and have no more

Every year it's has been this way since the day of your birth
And it's this day that makes me hate my time down here on earth

My loathing of you grows each year and I feel a special bond
With the milkman I’ll be sleeping with, once I know you’re gone
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Re: Depressing Poetry Contest
« Reply #59 on: March 06, 2011, 02:16:53 PM »

not so depressing but my favorite of all time:

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Robert Frost - New Hampshire - 1923
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