YCM Poetry Corner...

[Bassa]

Hai guys. I am back now. My first prioraty on Wednesday is to sort this out and add your poems to first page.

[Yankee]

Eh, I wrote something.

 

 

She's mine, she's mine, forever to be mine.

She flies to high, oh my she's a nine.

Up, down, all around, oh how she can fly.

But I soon learned this painful, heartfelt cry.

 

She flew so high, and met another guy.

One to end her problems and make them nigh.

I pleaded and cried, OH! how I tried,

But soon she was gone, forever too high.

 

So now I am alone - I just can't try

The sun has set, oh how I miss that shine.

I sit and whine, but it's too late - oh my

That bullets for me, and I understand why...

 

 

Meh.

[Bassa]

Great Poem Yankee.

[Yankee]

...Thanks ^_\\\

[Blake]

You ever gonna edit, Bassa?

[Fusion X. Denver]

[spoiler=Kinda just made this up]

Friends.

They give you strength,

They give you power,

They are your life,

They form your tower.

Yet at times tragedy will strike

And the tower will destabilize

And the friend will leave

And you can only agonize.

But do not lose hope,

For friendship is forever,

And even when it's hard to tell,

You will surpass this endeavor.

There will come a day

When you're with your friend again,

And all you'll have to say

Is welcome back my friend.

Amen.

 

 

I wrote that on the spot, commemorating a friend that left us for a while.

I'm not that good at poetry, so it may not be the best you've seen, but I tried to make it sound good.

[Bassa]

You ever gonna edit, Bassa?

Yes, I will start now.

 

 

[spoiler=Kinda just made this up]Friends.They give you strength,They give you power,They are your life,They form your tower.Yet at times tragedy will strikeAnd the tower will destabilizeAnd the friend will leaveAnd you can only agonize.But do not lose hope,For friendship is forever,And even when it's hard to tell,You will surpass this endeavor.There will come a dayWhen you're with your friend again,And all you'll have to sayIs welcome back my friend.Amen.

I wrote that on the spot, commemorating a friend that left us for a while.I'm not that good at poetry, so it may not be the best you've seen, but I tried to make it sound good.

Nice.

 

 

EDIT: Finished.

[Blake]

Fading Black:

Fading, Fading, the time has come.

What once was, shall no longer be,

And what could be, no longer shall.

Time rides by, and I am going to hum.

Through it all, I can't stop, I must see!

I know it sounds odd, but I won't keel.

 

Though this sorrow shreds me...

Though this sadness devours me...

Though this darkness surrounds me...

I must carry on, although I am torn.

For one day, I will see, there was nothing to cry for.

[Bassa]

Nice Poem, thanks.

[Anti-Apocryphal]

Distant Forever

 

One day, I woke, and realized that I was blind. Blind to what I had so much of.

It took me months to find what it was of- love.

 

It was Saturday, and the sun was high,

high, high, up in the sky.

 

I walked to the park, passing a what seemed to be a pretty sight.

I thought to myself, "Is it her? Might."

 

I turned, and caught your gaze.

It made me want to go craze.

 

I tried to talk, but nothing came out.

Not a whisper, wimper, or a shout.

 

You told me, "Hush, there is no need to talk."

And with that, you began to walk.

 

Closer and closer, is how you came.

I thought to myself, "This is some sort of game."

 

That was until you grabbed my hand.

I got so hot, I needed a fan!

 

I now love, with all my heart-

All because we did our parts.

[Yang Xiao-Long]

Breathe

 

It's times like this

when everything goes awry.

I never did like the way the trees swayed,

mocking me in their wavy green smiles.

I need to breathe.

 

It's times like this

when everything heals over.

I feel like I took your silence wrong,

now it makes me regret some things.

I need to breathe.

 

It's times like this

when everything goes right.

I need to share your smile,

for I need to take in some relief;

I need to breathe.

[Bassa]

Great Poem ~Storm~.

[Anti-Apocryphal]

Distant Forever

One day, I woke, and realized that I was blind.

Blind to what I had so much of.

It took me months to find what it was of- love.

 

It was Saturday, and the sun was high,high,

high, up in the sky.

 

I walked to the park, passing a what seemed to be a pretty sight.

I thought to myself, "Is it her? Might."

 

I turned, and caught your gaze.

It made me want to go craze.

 

I tried to talk, but nothing came out.

Not a whisper, wimper, or a shout.

 

You told me, "Hush, there is no need to talk."

And with that, you began to walk.

 

Closer and closer, is how you came.

I thought to myself, "This is some sort of game."

 

That was until you grabbed my hand.

I got so hot, I needed a fan!

I now love, with all my heart-

All because we did our parts.

[Sondance]

I Feel different, So many new things.

 

I Scream and run.

 

I Try too get away but he's so fast.He found me, me in the closet.

 

I try to get away, now i look in the mirror.

 

 

I see my black eye, and busted lip.

 

I cry.

 

It's my past and not my future coming to get me.

 

I try to run fast enough.

 

I can't get away From him.

 

I begin to cry.

[FTW (For The Wynn)]

I have no idea why you posted this in Clubs and Organizations. It should just be in General itself. A mod should probably move it.

 

Anyway, I'm not too good at poems, but this one is pretty good. Good job.

[Serenity the Candyman]

I feel the sadness.....Its very good,

[Yang Xiao-Long]

I like the emotion, but only one thing kinda bugs me...the punctuation makes your lines choppy and abrupt. I can feel the emotion, but I don't feel all that you have to give.

It's sorta like you're taking me in into the poem...only to have me hit a brick wall when I reach the end of a line. Maybe add a bit more, and add a little variety to your punctuation to add a little more kick with a little less brick. No rhyme intended.

 

Don't get me wrong, it's still a nice poem.

[Sondance]

~Storm~ you are right i do make it sound that way. thank you for bringing it up.

[Yang Xiao-Long]

Roll the mouse over the poem if you wish to see the text. I think you'll see that it fits the poem quite nicely.

 

Vanish

Like the shadows in the darkness,

Like the abyss in the blackness,

I wish things would

Vanish.

 

The world to white,

The blackened ash to the brightest flight,

Even the sun, it too will

Vanish.

 

Your memory shall fade,

Your smile shall, to disappear be made,

Until nothing is left, till it too shall

Vanish.

 

But until such a time,

When there is no more other than a dime,

Until nothing will remain, nothing, too, will

Vanish.

 

[Cosmic Destroyer of Tea]

Snif... good poem, sad... a little but good.

[Jack of All Spades]

Quite deep...the style was a bit choppy, but I got the overall concept.

{Refer to my Yu-Gi-Oh! Card Ratings to understand this rate} 9.5/10

Excellent job.

[CinnamonStar]

Moved to the Poetry Corner.

 

Eh I really agree with the comment above, the style is a bit choppy indeed and it's probably the intention that matters here.

It's not a huge uber-poetic extravagant poem but hey, we need stuff like that too sometimes. But I got the emotions, that's what many people fail at.

[Yankee]

Some of my other poems I've written I guess...

 

[spoiler=The Poems Of Love (My First Ever Poem)]

Are they just simply words of false hope,

leaving my heart broken and torn,

teasing my heart with what they show,

only leading me to cry and mope,

until I finally quiet down and mourn?

 

Or is it something more?

Is It something that I feel?

Is it something that reaches the core,

of the soul and be there for,

the time that I open my seal?

 

The sad truth is,

that it is both of these,

that cause me to miss,

and case me to press,

for a taste of those birds and bees.

 

So strange, so mean,

this feeling of love.

So red, so green,

so pretty to be seen.

To beautiful to stop, so I must...

 

 

[spoiler=My Love's Wind (Second)]

The wind cries for her voice,

it yearns for her touch.

It calls for her once, and it calls for her twice,

But still her beutiful hand, it cannot clutch

 

Her voice has long sense drifted away

Into the Earth that she gave her heart.

Even still, the wind calls her name,

it still searches for that wonderful work of art.

 

Soon enough, the wind will learn

That the one it loves is gone.

Until that day, it will continue to yearn,

and search for its only one.

 

 

 

And a more recent one (Fairly new I guess):

 

[spoiler=Is There Any Flower More Ugly Than A Rose?]

 

 

Is there any flower more ugly than a rose?

They just grow, and grow, and grow,

As if they are the ones that the world had chose

To be the one that shined for those

Not looking at that wicked crow.

 

That black death that surrounds us all,

Waiting to show its power.

Making us slow to a crawl,

Until we finally fall

In front of loves black tower.

 

And as the world continues to move, the rest of us complain

For we are the ones that sit by the coast

That watch the waves, and dream of a different today.

For those of us, the question remains,

Is there any flower more ugly than a rose?

 

 

 

 

So...Yea.

[Yang Xiao-Long]

Wrote this one today. I hope you all like it.

 

 

What to Write?

 

What to write,

What to pray,

Can I ask this, if I may?

 

For little things

Of big inlay,

Deltaic deals in such I may.

 

On linéd paper, such

Would begin to say,

What to do in middle of May.

 

For what should I ask;

Better yet, to pray?

This I must, if I may.

[Bassa]

I will add them all now. Thanks for the great poems guys.

 

Do you think I should spend a little time and change the Library into alphabetical order, so if you username starts with an 'A' then you are at the top?