Let's freestyle some poems

fetch back condensation
through cold movement
finding heat ready
deep beneath

wonder how
this will affects tomorrow
as it always does
upon an ignorant shore

The hammer pounds with legendary renown.
And cracked is the sky when you hear its unrelenting sound.
With our motivations driven.
We cast the heathens back into oblivion.
Take care and heed our warning, lest the hammer come down.

fetch back condensation
through cold movement
finding heat ready
deep beneath

wonder how
this will affects tomorrow
as it always does
upon an ignorant shore

That's so shallow I'm not even afraid to put a baby face down in it.

Quote from: Nogitsune on January 10, 2015, 09:59:39 AM

fetch back condensation
through cold movement
finding heat ready
deep beneath

wonder how
this will affects tomorrow
as it always does
upon an ignorant shore

That's so shallow I'm not even afraid to put a baby face down in it.

how deep is 40 seconds?

chill, do you have a poem?

Quote from: Nogitsune on January 10, 2015, 10:22:52 AM

chill, do you have a poem?

None of my own; poetry really isn't my thing.

I do like T.S. Eliot's Hollow Men, though.

Would you share it for our edification?

Like I'm describing my house I live in, I only got one story
I tell it how it is so you'll have to excuse me if it's corny
But a childhood experiencing stuff no child should
Can change you to withstand what not many withstood
Had it rough since the age of nine, that's why I'm genuine
My mother was far from the ideal parental paradigm
And there were many years I couldn't spare a dime
So I took to express myself through a carin line
Hearing people sharin their stories got me sharin mine

the love song of j alfred prufrock is about crabs