/meme tier poets?/

Anyone got other examples of meme tier poets like this shit?

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melancholy
hella borin
*dabs*
suwoop
guwop
*hits nae nae*
YEET

Such depth

rate my poem pls

Young Savage, why are you raging so hard?
Against the setting sun
Young Savage, why you struggling so hard
Against the setting of the light
Because these people are weak and I'm hard
I turn that soft into grit
I grew up in the streets without no heart
I'm praying to my god and my card

6/10 needs more simple line drawing

Wait this person has a book and isn't just some instagram "poet"

welcome to Veeky Forums. every few weeks there is a new shit trend, right now its sam harris and rupi kaur.

"i love you"
these words penetrate
like shards of
a broken mirror.
you never had
the courage
to say them
back.

-rupi kaur

Shh, S*m H*rris is just about dead. Don't wake them.

I thought 'raising children' was a fiction of the patriarchy?

That isn't a meme. That's just shit.

she was a
horrible construct
a golem of the mind
formed from so many millennia
of ignorance and hatred

he saw with
his ears and heard with
his eyes and believed
that underneath her shear
was something black and burning

and not something beautiful
sharing the same world as
him
something so distant but so
close also

- rupi kaur

there was a girl that
looked exactly like
rupi kaur
and acted like her too

the boys of the
school yard
did not like her
they preferred those
blonde white plastic
bitches over her
curry pussy forest

she used to think
it was her fault but now
shes woke and knows
its the patriarchy

- rupi kaur

once a boy had to
leave society behind and
slay an evil dragon

he walked the land and
learned so much and
found his own way

and when he found
the evil dragon of the cave
he found a beautiful girl his age

- rupi kaur

you must have known
you were wrong
when you stuck your dick in my bagina
:DDDDDDDDDDD

-rupi kaur

when the moon and
the sun
by rare occasion met
the sun asked
the moon:
"why do you move
the way you do?
i may lie here and
surely you can too"

the moon replied to
the sun:
"i and all others must
move the way we do
because you lie
the way you do"

the sun with great
mass
replied to
the moon:
"then one of us must
stay central
so all others may continue to
move the way they do"

- rupi kaur

in a house of brick
a girl found an
egg
and she asked her mother:
"which tree grows eggs?"

the mother replied:
"the chickens
dear daughter
a chickens purpose is
to lay eggs"

and the mother took the
egg
and each morning the girl
would offer another
and ask again

- rupi kaur

in a green field
on a fare day
a girl asked her mother:
"mother, why do we
fear the black clouds
while we shape the white?"

her mother replied:
"dear
the black block our light
and threaten a storm
while the white are
so familiar"

There once was a woman from nantucket

- rupi kaur

What is the author trying to convey by using no punctuation as a stylistic choice?

Im in tears user

once upon a
time
i was falling
in love
now i'm
only
falling apart

-rupi kaur

life is a trial
when you're a survivor
whose bible is
that one book
about abusive men

- rupi kaur

...

but the sun also moves around inside the milky way

There once was a woman from nantucket
Who found a frog in a bucket
It jumped in her lap
Which caused a swift heart attack
And now there's less women in nantucket

-rupi kaur

Top kek

Kek

10/10

I no longer know if those are real poems of her, or just jokes made by someone on Veeky Forums

Lol

I like this, nice one user

i once left your bedroom
and the door opened
and you came to me and complained
there are too many tugs around
too much danger
don't leave that door opened.

now you have left my heart
and its door is now closed for you
and you come to me and complain
there is nobody else around
there is no danger
please open the door.

- rupi kaur

there is nothing wrong about having
all of your mistakes gathered
into a sack
which you throw in the woods
so that the rain may drawn them
so that the fire may burn them.

but there is so much wrong
when someone comes to you and
throws all of their mistakes
without discrimination
and without pity nor repent
into your sad, sad heart.

- rupi kaur

there was a tribesman in the amazon
who said once
that the sun would come and crush us.

i was in high school when i first heard that story
and many things have come and
so many things have went like
friends and pets and climates and lovers
and all the while i kept laughing
yeah sure
the sun will crush us.

but then
something very weird happened
a few miles down in america

the sun has come crushed us.

- rupi kaur

Check out in yt "Slam de poesia oral Lima". Its better if you understand spanish, but still youll get some laughs and maybe anger.

I remember
when you came in my throat
it was salty
like my personality

-rupi kaur

>you will never have as many chromosomes as 21 savage

Good feel

lol lads please watch this
youtube.com/watch?v=RlToQQfSlLA


I think its a real shame that someone so talentless has so much confidence and such a high sense of self worth.Must be from all this recent validation shes received lmao

They actually let her publish this

This makes me want to remove my sexual organs

uh... golem get ye gone?

fucking awful

underrated post

Every single comment is positive

Are we actually the ones with bad taste?

No. We're the last line of defense.

this

Różewicz maybe?

I see madmen who had walked on the sea believing to the end and went to the bottom they still rock my uncertain boat cruelly alive I push away those stiff hands I push them away year after year
__________________
What luck I can pick berries in the wood
thought there is no wood no berries. What luck I can lie in the shade of a tree
I thought trees no longer give shade.
What luck I am with you my heart beats
so I thought man has no heart

seems memey to me. in "Przygotowanie do wieczoru autorskiego" he explained what he wanted to do with poetry - something like "unneccesary" poem, devoid of "aesthetic". He had a bit of contempt for overtly verbose poetry of Młoda Polska

i type in lowercase
im a talentless hack
really makes you think

- rupi kaur

I seriously cannot fucking tell anymore

typing in lower case
without using punctuation
except for non-phallic apostrophes
shows that i am
totally unpretentious
and that this is
all real
unbound by spiritcrushing norms
even if i do have
to backspace on my iphone
to replace the capital letter with a lower case one

-coopie rawr

is it bad that i think this isnt as bad as everyone here is making it out to be? i mean its not great but its just okay

incredible

Her poetry really isn't that different than Bukowski's.

You say that like it's a good thing.

It's not 'just okay'. It's absolutely terrible. First of all, it's prose; second of all, it's commonplace, pretentious, and irrelevant prose.

If you think 'it's just okay', then you simply do not have taste. You are not familiar with literature. You haven't read Homer, Dante, Shakespeare and Ovid. Maybe you have read their words, but not their thoughts. It's not 'just okay'. It's the bottom of the pit.

Willy agrees

In my head I said it with a disdainful tone.

Reddit is that way, friend.

Those are pretty good.

underrated kek

milk and honey tore through my analytical mind and burrowed deep into my ultra-sensitive soul. It slayed all my emotions, my feminist desires, and my love for vulnerable writing. I may not know a lot about poetry, but I do know a decent amount about feelings, and Rupi Kaur brought all my feelings tumbling out with this gorgeous collection of poems. She writes about love and loss, trauma, and femininity - subjects that I so happen to adore. In spare yet thorough language, she addresses what it feels like to be broken, to be loved, and to be stronger on one's own. This collection, while in many ways simple, addresses some of the darkest and most hopeful matters of the human heart. If you enjoy marinating in your feelings or if you often ponder topics like female empowerment, getting over heartbreak, or what it means to love, I would recommend you check out milk and honey asap. Now I will include three of my favorite poems, though I wish I could include them all.

This is how I feel about everything nowadays. Can't tell if things are genuine our hidden under six layers of irony, it's tiring

Damn...

The feels ;(

I keep asking in every memeKaur thread, whats the name of the fake twitter with these poems that user started? cant find it on the archive.

twitter.com/abony_williams
this one?

>twitter.com/abony_williams

meh, underwhelming.

>ACTION

kek

if you aint enough to satify
yo bitch
yall never gonna be enough
to satisfy this ho
-rupee car

'i love u'
these words penetrate
like my dick
in ur mom
lmao reckt
-ruble kraut

>*Tips

it was a
horrible construct
a golem of the flesh
formed out of the desecrated
corpses from robbed graves

he saw with
his eyes and heard with
his ears and believed
that inside his mind
was knowledge to create life

and not a child playing
god
asking what he could do but not
whether he should
-rubp carboxylase

that the sweatshop owner will whip them less if they write shitty books faster

"apply lipstick...like paint"
really makes u think
"just" *waves hands* "your" *waves hands* "typical" *waves hands* "thursday" *pause, deep breath*
oh my god she tries so fucking hard to make it sound like its like stream of consciousness or some shit
i cant even watch this shit

I'm convinced that even I'm a better poet than her and I once wrote a sonnet about Diego Costa. She is so talentless yet so sure of herself and legions of teenage girls can't see through her 'poetry'.

lmao "to the road...that led nowhere..."
trying so hard to make this shit flow together
"...you..someone..took *ME*..."

"nailed my wrists to the ground...turned my *breasts* ... into bruised *fruit*..."

if I write my words
a few per line
my words become more
profound
ill put them on
a minimal background with
few distractions
a poem at a page
because people forgot
how to read

he really missed the mark, these are both extremely aesthetic

sneak disser/10

>somebody actually wrote this review

Ok now you've got to post it

Loved this

he told me
there were no witches in the toilet
I didn't believe him
so I shit on the street
or
maybe in the mango groves
I don't
wash my hands
then
I make curry

-rupee pooper kuper

there once was a boy named mike brown
who bum rushed a cop with a frown
six bullets later
he met with his maker
so his homies burnt down the town

-rupi kaur