Give me your best Rupi Kaur-like poetry, Veeky Forums. I'll start

Give me your best Rupi Kaur-like poetry, Veeky Forums. I'll start.

>wandering through the city
>i stop and i wonder
>the autumn leaves fall
>and i might fall too
>but like the spring
>i'll come back to you

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>the one
>who did nothing
>wrong was
>hitler
>- rupi kaur

>i do things like
>get in a taxi
>and say
>'the library
>and
>'step on it'

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>dudes like to talk about
>how their dicks are big
>and veiny and stiff
>but us girls need to
>step up our game
>and drink our period
>the blood by our bodies made

...

...

Kinda like this more than I should. Not so Kaur-esque it seems.

We all know her poetry is bad. But how did she get it published? Does she have a large social media following? (So the publisher is guaranteed a shekel return from her devout following?)

my yellow fever
is racist
but the more i fuck
that tight
yellow pussy
the more i enjoy
my racism

>just another snowy day
>the snow is like a memory
>of that time he said
>let's go sledding

the only
thing you have to do
is press enter in
all the wrong places

None. She fucking sucks and anyone who likes her should kill themselves.

Yes.

She posted that kind of tidbits in instagram, where she gathered a huge following of insufferable cunts. They used said instagram following as reason to publish her.

She has some good imitators though.

I want to
jizz
on
JK Rowling's face

...

>mfw local B&N has an endcap full of copies of her shitty book
>it's been full for months now
>never seen one copy be sold

Got 'em

>the soupopois
>it is
> not enough
>for two

>and do drugs
>while swinging
>my tennis racket

>they dont think
>it be like it is
>but it do

i was Rupi
but now
i am poopi

>everything
>tells you
>the way they
>leave

there is time
enough for you
not me
or these wounds
unhealed

But that's actually good.

27 posts
too late
to be a
cont
rarian

crawling
in my skin
these wounds
they will not heal

Making fun of someone is just promoting him or her to a wider audience. Even doing so in the confines of Veeky Forums, one of the least popular boards, gives her views, google hits. Soon people will start making fun of her on reddit, then tumblr, then facebook and then in 30 years some limp-wristed college profesor will write a book about the "brave and bohemic instapoets" and how they had to over-come racist and sexist critics.

smile with the rising sun
three little birds
each by my doorstep
singing sweet songs
and a rhythm both pure and whole

>if you really think
>that shitposting on Veeky Forums
>will promote an author
>i suggest that you see
>what's inside of you
>what's inside of me
>and at last you'll agree
>that you're as wrong as it can be

Thats actually good though

...

what the fuck is he cooking

>enjambment
>was
>a
>mistake

hello i am
a boy
and this
is my toy

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hello
my name is
enoby
darkness dementia
raven way
and i have
long ebony black streaks
that's how I got my name
if you are a prep
then fuck off

Kek

...

wubba
l u b b a
dubdub
i am
pickle rick
i turned myself int
o
a
pickle,
he turned me into a woman

Do not look for healing
At the feet of those
Who broke you

This one is aight, eh?

R E A L L Y makes you think

>I tried so hard
>and got so far
>but in the end
>it doesn't even matter

I actually kind of like it. Why Anne Frank though?

My girlfriend proposed to me in a note in one of her books, which is sitting beside me in bed right now, actually.

who are you?
the cab driver
said
i said
i'm rupi kaur
the poet
and he replied
sorry, don't know you
so i tweeted his picture
and bled
from my cunt
on his car

It's from a neutral milk song called holland 1945
fuck off don't slap that bitches name on something good

>>what you did
>>the smell of grease and cinnamon
>>and physical agony mixed with shame
>>you left me on the train to bergen belson
>>after fucking me with a Christmas ham
>>you really are a fucking man

Kek

>The flame of
>heart
>is nothing after
>it extinguishes

>It's easy
>to sound
>profound
>if instead
>of the spacebar
>you
>hit
>enter

>the day
>he kills you
>you realize
>he did nothing but
>born your
>strong female self

I daydream
sometimes
I sleep
too

2.
I lay awake
at night
thinking
of nothing
and you

3.
I am
forgetful
but your
face
I never
forget

4.
your voice
reminds me
of
birds
and nightmares

I love Red Bull
because Monster
makes me sleepy
more expensive

soar
is my
throat
trembling
are my
desires

6.
the sight
of sunrise
enchants me
your eyes
even more

lmao

>My giant
>meatclamps
>will be so
>powerful
>and so feminine
>they will
>consume the world

I confessed
and little
did I
confess.

snow falls
on the plum-blossoms
my heart is as peaceful
as a muslim-free world

I dived into
You
Did not consider
The cost

You left me
When I needed
You
The most

All alone just
Me
When everything
Was lost

nigger
nigger
nigger
nigger

nigger
nigger
nigger
nigger

nigger
nigger
nigger
nigger

she puts
all her pain
onto
the page

enjambment is
cruise control
for
cool

that'll
be
$19.95

Without you
I am lost
In a city
I used to
Know

---

You are a star
Beautiful light
Blinding me
Shining so
Bright

---

With you in my
Arms
I don't fear
Death
You are
Spring's
Sweet sweet
Breath

---

I am six
Beers deep
Kinda miss my ex
Writing Rupi
"poems"
Smoking
Cigarettes

I'm brown
no-one
can call you
racist
if you
buy
my
book

people say
they wouldn't
wipe their ass
with my poems

neither would I
I'm a poo

Why is lit
full of nazis
my fist is itching
let it fly
ooga-booga buy my booka

Without you
I am lost
In a city
I used to
Know

---

You are a star
Beautiful light
Blinding me
Shining so
Bright

---

With you in my
Arms
I don't fear
Death
You are
Spring's
Sweet sweet
Breath

---

I am six
Beers deep
Kinda miss my ex
Writing Rupi
"poems"
Smoking
Cigarettes

writing
a poem

is like
taking a shit

I like doing them both
outside

In my Father's house
are many rooms

none of them however
are toilets

mirror
mirror
on the wall

wait

that's not a mirror

it's the Bristol stool chart

if you aren't mêming, you have a great 39 minutes ahead of you
youtube.com/watch?v=Wabrnt1MVVQ

i can't believe
you suckers
buy this shit

i'm laughing
all the way
to
the
bank

Bravo!

Rupi has a poem where she says that abusive dads teach girls to love the kind of guys that would abuse them. I know that because my ex-gf, who was beat by her step dad, sent me the poem. I felt awful, like she was insinuating that I was somehow abusing her without knowing it.

I write down
any old shit
with some
line breaks
and call it
a poem

I
Shit
my pants
I must change

I love you
as much
as I love
not shitting
in toilets

Teenage Women
And feminists
Enjoy my bland
aphorisms and
pithy statements
paired with
minimialstic
drawings
because their
simple mind
likes
simple kinds
of lit

This is the kind of shit why I love genuinely Veeky Forums chicks. It makes you feel like a literary man, the heighest point a pseud can reach.

>ask ex what's her favorite poem
>it's one that describes sorrow as a mailman
>sorrow knocks on the lyrical I's door
>"are you depressed?"
>"hahaha no user haha what's your favorite poem?"
>mine is about a man who comes to terms with death and has no fear as he holds his lover
>"user are YOU depressed?"
>"no hahaha"
>"ok haha"

We almost killed each other by our depression combined. We both wanted the other to notice and do something. Fun times.

/blog/ but it's a Rupi thread no values lost

buying an
overpriced book
from a woman
of color
is the best way
to resist Trump

(my publisher
totally didn't
tell me
to say that)

self indulgence
is not just
for the talented

I draw pictures
because
I have to
fill the page
somehow

this thread
needs to
be archived
It's getting
boring

if i knew one jew
i would have a book
to
- rupi kaur

A Rupi thread
Dies
Another one
Is born
An endless cycle.

rupi threads are relatively pretty good though. Honestly, one of the few things still around that'd fit in with old Veeky Forums

rupi threads are
relatively
pretty good
one of the few things
that'd fit
with old Veeky Forums

Not into country. He's also got a weird voice

10/10, captures her style and lyricism perfectly

every month
i dribble some blood
onto the page
my used tampons
are the essence
of woman
the universe
is breathing

Low quality bait

Dream
a dream
but
it wasn't
a dream

it was
a nightmare
cold
and wet...
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ok you had me going there for a second I thought someone unironically had never heard that album

i make
a lot
of money
from you
gullible teens
but the
publishing jew
makes more

eating me alive
devouring
is the urge
to talk to her
just
utter
a simple hello
but then
it all ends

i press enter
when i write prose
so that
people think my thoughts
are artistic