Dead Poets Society

[Pherione]

For all you writers of poetry, artists of the word and literary enchanters,
this thread gives you the occasion to harvest the praise, laud and fame of the crowd
as well as criticize and improve the styles and works of others.


Couple of rules:

• One poem may only be posted once
• please don't quote other people's poems entirely when referring to them cuz that takes a lot of space
• Constructive criticism only please.
  

Allow me to commence our marathon of poetics with two of my works.
The first poem is narrative and tells about a cursed fairy, the second poem deals with the concepts of the awe-struck man, confronted with the sublime.

The Faerie Knight


And yon rides the Faerie knight
considered fair and gay
and to our gazes he'd excite
presuming to have found his way

for trapped it is onto the moors
in bogs and marshes all alike
trying to set his personal course
end his eternal hike

he dashes forth unto our steps in mud
wonting to be free
but branches strike, scream for his blood
oh how I pity he

and trapped he wanders even still
unto the end of times
and the sounds reach our ears shrill
of those doomsday chimes

On the multiverse

Once upon a time

Goes the all-old chime

In eternal space of gods’ embrace.

There be the worlds enveloped in their
furious dance.

To be lived by life in a mere glance.

And be a witness of the endlessness of
endlessness

Spanning throughout time.

Incused by this view sublime

To be unfathomable and unprocurable by
man

Be he mortal or immortal

Lest he cross his limits to rival the
span.

And travel ‘till true life’s end

There shedding tears of bliss and awe.

[MetalRenard]

*Screams* CULT!!! *Runs away*

Well, it has to be said, you're very good!

[xnadvance]

Looking Glass
It has said to the reflection which has not wed
brings a portrait that's always matched
and still nothing between them that is attached

day on night off the figures inside never hide
nor do they show what is not that is outside
colors that stand out and ones that don't sit in

things stay the same till that moment came
that one time a branch from the wall smashed through
the hack and slashing noises in seconds dropped like leaf dew

and till then...looking forward became clear.

[Pherione]

Had to read it a couple of times before I got what it was actually about, xnadvance.
Nice poem :)

[xnadvance]

Chariot Wheel
The chariot wheel ran at speeds not known to man
swift as so one couldn't take a glimpse at it until captured
stars danced up in the sky as if they were earthly and raptured

These lights spoke one language and played tunes that infinitely won
against the darkness that surrounded them and who would know when
only to them did time seem clear with visibility while darkness saw negativity

The war of two forces slowed down and the wheel spun the opposite way around
before mortals could find another liveable planet the winning side was already planted
the opposite triumphed over the other that knew and the children of the soil of earth grew

[MetalRenard]

Connotation of a storm is adourned
when thinking of a peril yet unborn
Seen through the minds eye of a man enslaved
by his woeful master, the now depraved.

The true meaning of a storm is not pain
it's beauty unchallenged, power untamed
nature at its worst and best forever,
held deep within my soul as love can never.

[LilEvil3000]

William Shakespeare was a great author and poet that is dead and gone finally R&J was a good example of his most famous works. ^_^

[Mercenary]

Hitler, Hitler, I've been thinking
What in the world have you been drinking?
Smells like whiskey, tastes like wine,
Oh my gosh, it's iodine.

>Hate poetry

[Pherione]

@ MetalRenard
beautiful poem...if I had to situate it I'd say romanticism


@Mercenary
yours is modernism :p oh the irony ^^

[Pherione]

Wrote this one for a girl, it ain't finished yet. Skipperbirds are an avian species from my fictional universe.

Wings Live


Were you a bird, what would you do?

Soar through the clouds and bend your wings

touching that sea of blue.


Live, fly free

Sing with me nightingale


Imprisoned now, but not for long.

I’ll set you free, I have the key now too

to release you from a cage imprisoned wrong.


Live, fly free

Dance with me lark in the sky


Spread your wings, don’t be afraid.

Sit on my hand and peck my fingers

you stole my heart before


Live, fly free

Love with me skipperbird


Live, fly free