A drunkard's poetry.

[Badtangent**]

I wrote this tonight, right now. Is there a meaning expressed, or none? Are these words just lingual shit on a page, or is there some type of expression held within?

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Bring me an animal of hardened calibur
repeat her essence as a bright and sundry vocation
do as i will you, or as you are wont
no font the matter when stammering

I splutter the duchess
so removed from any part and anything
parting, start the patriot who fights for a common cause
this is not causal at all

a stalling motor
a mechanized mechanism mechanical
i fuck tyrants with broad and leaning intent
you cannot prevent the stalwart hero

my lady stands alone
all sewn up as a little doll wanting
caress me. Bless me and forget
begottten servant wording blurry

all in a hurry and stirring
mix my feeling and reel as a father fishing
dice these eyes see no surprise finding or found
out aloud

not forgive
not ever
lick the facet and treat it as composite
fuzzy logic always worked
hurt me deep down to my crown chakra

you cannot mock the servant
fervent fevering diabolic
systolic pressure rises and eyes the isis
no fending when crises arises

how to keep
speaking toxic and illogic word absurdly
he heard me screaming amongst men
sent back all in tatters

 

[Fishmonger]

Dear Diary: Part Q

 

[MortalWombat]

It's okay, man, happens sometimes. At least you did the right thing. I think.

 

[AncientEnemy]

The crown chakra is the top chakra and associated with higher spirituality but you said deep down implying it would be your root chakra, so this poem just makes no sense

 

[MortalWombat]

Also, if Shakespeare ever wrote "calibur", I would be tempted to discount all his works out of hand. To my detriment, obviously, but I'd be tempted.

 

[Fishmonger]

The crown chakra is the top chakra and associated with higher spirituality but you said deep down implying it would be your root chakra, so this poem just makes no sense

 

[Fishmonger]

Drunk and enlightening, what might seem frightening
Is the blurred vision that keeps on whitening
Staring at the ceiling, attempting to unravel the mind
An unidentified feeling leaving words behind
Mouth open wide, attempting to speak
Head turned to the side, the voice is oh so weak


^^that shit sucks. regardless, it just shows what might happen after 120 seconds of thinking.

 

[MortalWombat]

The crown chakra is the top chakra and associated with higher spirituality but you said deep down implying it would be your root chakra, so this poem just makes no sense

Dude, it's like "everlasting blink" or "deafening silence", oxymoron of the figure of speech variety.

Or maybe dude's hair just hurts from being pulled so hard. Dunno.

 

[Eyepokesftw]

Badtangent must have hit rock bottom... He's posting his own youtube commentary videos in the mayberry and the video game forum now. They are lame.. And now, poetry.

 

[Damien Karras]

well, the important thing is you had fun

 

[Badtangent**]

The crown chakra is the top chakra and associated with higher spirituality but you said deep down implying it would be your root chakra, so this poem just makes no sense

No.

Dude, it's like "everlasting blink" or "deafening silence", oxymoron of the figure of speech variety.

Bingo.

Bad Tangent, I have some homework for you.

Write a sonnet in iambic pentameter.

Just try it. It's good to try some strict form poetry in order to get a feel for discipline.

A sonnet I wrote for my girl-

She lit up my world with a fiercness rarely seen
Woe is my little heart, struggling to find
That place within her I've seen only in dreams
Our eyes are open, hope is blind
Show me the true unison for which I long
Day after day I will remain patient
You and I are weak, we are strong
Some will say this love is nascent
Twixt the little gardens and glories
A flower rises, reaches the sun
She dives deep into the heart of my stories
The game is already over, I have one.

So it goes in days and symphonies
I have a muse, a simple epiphany