"In Heaven"

In Heaven there is no beer
(No beer?!)
That's why we drink it here
And when we're all gone from here
Our friends will be
drinking all the beer.
In Heaven there is no wine
(No wine?!)
So we drink till we feel fine
And when we leave this all behind
Our friends will be
drinking all the wine.
In Heaven there is no fear
(No fear)
So we worry too much here
And we drink ourselves full of beer
To help us when we deal with the fear.
In Heaven there are no drugs
That's why we hang with thugs
And when the Lord pulls the plug
All the thugs will still be
selling drugs, yeah.
Thugs and drugs
Beer...
In Heaven there is no sex
(Oh no!)
So let's do that next
And when our muscles no longer flex
Someone else will be having sex.
In Heaven there are no wars
Or cars, or movie stars
And when we no longer are
The world will probably
still be having wars.
What the heck! Yeah!
Sex and war,
Bars and cars.
Drugs, thugs,
And delicious food.

i find this appropriate as far as the subject of not being able to write poetry...sort of.
yes, i wrote a poem once about not being able to write a poem.

WRITER'S BLOCK

Tapping my pen
on the side of the desk,
staring at the page blankly.

My mind is
somewhere between
Wide-
and
College-Rule.

But where are the words?

I search for a song
to prove the truth.
One line rewinds in my head.

Will I ever really love you?
Will I ever really love you?

I still can't find the voice,
can't convey what it means.

The words, simple entities inside,
remain outside the margins.

i like poetry too but i can't write any lolz but i never try tho

see...here's my thing. i used to think poetry was limited. that you could only put this here, or that there, that this had to rhyme...blah blah blah.
but then i started reading e. e. cummings. i mean, shoot. that man would throw a comma in the middle of a word, capitalize random things, and even more crazy stuff...but his poems still mean something to me. i started to deviate from structure too.

i mean, i'm mainly a free verse poet. every now and then, i'll write something that just so happens to have something that rhymes in it that i can run with...but it's hardly ever deliberate (which reminds me of the predeterminism v. free will topic). i've tried my hand at prose...but it's just...harder for me. things just come more naturally to me when they're in poem form...

and, lest we forget...all songs start as poems...as we celebrate hikki, we are celebrating the purest of poetic genius. ^^

ironically, my next is an extremely structured poem...a series of haiku. i know no japanese...i looked up the words for the title online...and technically the title's inverted because the k's sounded cool together.

AMAKE KITARU

Tonight, my darling,
your eyes were clouds of sorrow.
Now I fear the storm.

Yesterday, I dreamed
That you walked away from me
And said not a word.

Now I am awake
And I see my dream was real--
The tempest is here.

For the mostpart.. I agree with TiffyKitty.

I feel poetry has many confines. I often avoid poetry because of the constraints of predesignated limits on how things should be.

Such that, I tend to more towards prose.

I have ever appreciated the beauty of the written word. It shows in how I speak and how I write. I suppose it comes with reading much when I was younger - but to me, there is nothing more beautiful than well assembled words.

I remember this one offhandedly - from the Lord of the Rings:

"And long there he lay, an image of the splendour of the Kings of Men in glory undimmed before the breaking of the world."

(I actually am not that big of a nerd.. I had to look it up)

I really enjoy beautiful verse.. but for the last few poems in this thread, they came by serendipity. I do not know of the name of the type - should a type even exist for them. But I noticed repeating words and phrases without even trying. And then I decided that this line should rhyme with this.. to bring it well together.

My most recent as of tonight:



How the heart yearns for the moment never to be;
If only in dream,
If only in thought,
Let it be forever embossed into charished memory.

Please! If only in dreams beneath the lonely silver moon,
Let it be an ode to joy,
Let it be a sonnet of bliss,
May it be that I ever remember its tune.

Prayers whispered to the towering dark,
May it be that they go unanswered?
May it be that words fell silenced upon deaf ears?
It be that these ungrateful years forever leave a cruel mark.

I know now that my heart will never be free;
It be the cold will of the world,
It be the disheartening truth,
How the heart yearns for the moment never to be.


When I was writing it, it was like, OMFG! Like, 1:1 rhymes with 1:4. When I got to 2, I was like, "OMFG! 2:2 and 2:3 both use the same start as 1:4!" When it came to the end, I decided to tie up 4:4 with the same line as the start (1:1) for a sense of completion.

So it was just serendipity. I didn't have to try all too hard.

*cocks gun*

So you guys had better give it a shot, lest I shoot first!

I personally don't like writing poems myself because it's just not natural to me. I feel like I'm forced to make the poem sound beautiful and use only specific words, otherwise it's not..."fit" to be a poem. Just not my character. :/

Yup I like to read too, one of my fave Kahlil Gibran uhmm [is this the right pronounce I forgot]

Quote:

Yay! I'd love to read it once you get it down.

And, I mean...this can be a place where we talk about our favorite poems/poets too...doesn't have to be just people writing their own poems...

At any rate, this is really fun.

Uhmm I wouldn't say that ama, hmmm actually not many ppl have ability to write a poem... maybe that's why

I'm not a poem writer too, but maybe I'll make one and post it here don't loose your hope keep writing maybe they will post their poem too

keep the spirit Yoshaaa

You guys suck. >.>

Thanks Eni. I'll post one when I can.


I guess we're the only writers here..

I suppose I should wrting that novel of mine again.. *le sigh*

These last few years have been rather.. uncreative for me.