Another user posted this idea but 404d. I liked it tho, so trying again:
Write a poem in 10 - 20 mins about a historical figure and their importance and post. Here's mine. It took me 20 mins, not 10, but here it is:
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Nietzsche
The machinery of your mind always at war with your body! You who wrestled from life scrap moments of serenity that you used to dive into the human soul and its history You who sacrificed every cell for the sake of those who didn't understand you You loved animals because they lived exactly as they had to and could You who kept yourself alive with a whole cabinet of poisons and sat at your desk for hours storing your brilliance on paper so Death would find nothing to take when it finally came
Now the world of collapsed Gods that you predicted has arrived and their ghosts still get paraded through the streets by their fanatics Now the children you foretold of wander in chimerical clothes through lit-up cities And no new Gods yet, no new Gods, but we still dream!
And from your mountain walks alone you planned your sallies You picked apart the idols and the masters you once followed You who saw societies as creatures, and cultures as shared souls we could abide by You who despised beautifully, with love, and loved the way a lion charges at its prey You searched for the true face of man and found an endless labyrinth to dream through You left behind for us the finest mirror yet
Now your book sits on the shelf of a glass office at the end of the Earth The planet keeps on blooming its convulsions and we keep launching our skyscrapers and wars And your children are drinking the wine of the gods on the rooftops of abandoned churches And the wasteland arrived years ago, new systems rise and fade And the last men are here, and the free spirits are swimming in the mire of the networks that science let loose on the world.
Grayson Morgan
Siddhartha, the Buddha, the master of renunciation, The king who has a magnolia with sap of empathy And complacency as his heart. Siddhartha, the prince That with a warm smile carries The whole cosmos on his flesh, Compassion itself condensed in a human-shaped diamond.
(English is not my first language so I dont know how to respect the metric)
Carter Robinson
onses was a Joyous man Who wended by the narm of Jamesy He rote of Jewleysees and Fun a gun And doobliners and stephen dead lass Sucking the winding wind from his shipwife He very much enjoined wife Nora In laters writ some find moast discusseding But I rather like that dare
Jose Wood
nice
Eli Robinson
Thank you, you are very kind.
I wrote directly in English, but my native language is Portuguese, so I ask some comprehension with grammar mistakes and with unskilled use of metric.
Julian Cooper
Today a week from his murder, and a few thousand years, Orange Julius merged with Dairy Queen and no one knew who swallowed who. Orange Julius, the common man's quench, branded to death, alive in name only, his wreath a wispy crown of young man hopes. OJ, running back and buffaloed, riding his bronco into the sunset, the heat on his tail. No gloves fit such small tanned hands. The senate withdraws, their daggers cloaked by piles of daggers while Julius lays peeled, pulped in the sun.
Levi Baker
her speechless dialect hath made me sad
Gavin Parker
Kek is this really yours? It's pretty fucking good, gave me some feels.
Sebastian Howard
literally me he died too soon he kept a diary full of pain and no one read it because no one cared about me
Daniel Fisher
thanks, yeah this is mine. Always get feels thinking of the Nietzschmeister. he collapsed, but who wouldn't've under the kind of weight he took on and the thing he was trying to achieve. whatever the haters say he was great man.
Cameron Morris
all he wanted to do was sniff ass
Luke Rogers
which historical figure was this?
Levi Evans
joyce wrote farts
not about them nor their parts
he seeped rectal juice in tarts
the metastasis of which we call his books but they're not arts
they're awful and i wish his shit was just casual scatology
not unlike how i feel about the ontological doody found in descarte's
Austin Lewis
I like the way you use several metaphors. Your poem has a great exuberance of imagery and to my eyes this is the surest sign of a great poet.
If you don’t mind answering, who are your favorite writers? And your favorite poets?
The poets that I really like and keep returning to are
Rilke Adonis Celan
When I was younger I was really into Jack Gilbert.
The Language Poets were useful just in terms of how much I learned from them, formally and theory-wise, even though their poetry didn't quite blow me away or anything.
Homer Virgil
Andrew Green
Django had but two fingers six strings and one mustache.
He played with passion. Broke strings Showed up late to gigs
Left France because of the war. Leaving Stephane and that girl Daphne, behind
Used a trouser button as a pick, Carried on Romani music, changed jazz, and died in Paris, 1953, Only guitarist better than Emmet Ray.
Jackson Sanchez
He went on Veeky Forums and made a gay ass thread Too bad he has a brainlet in his head And if he doesn't reply his mom will be dead Tis! OP the faggot
OP thinks he's smart but he's just peachy Writing a faggot ass poem for Nietzche His poetry skills can't even reach me Tis! OP the faggot
I just wrote a poem that came from the heart I guess you could say that I'm very smart The mods can't delete this because it's art Tis! OP the faggot
Wyatt Campbell
Wow that was bad
Hunter Perry
>t. OP
Levi Long
Holy shit, the best thing ever written. now make the last line rhyme as well >He went on Veeky Forums and made a gay ass thread >Too bad he has a brainlet in his head >And if he doesn't reply his mom will be dead >Tis! The life that OP the faggot led
Or something along these lines. I dont have your Keatsesque poetric talent after all
Zachary Perry
Well it was a truly hastily crafted piece, but still a fine idea indeed.
Perhaps an entire collection of Veeky Forums related poems is needed
Elijah Garcia
bump for memes
Brayden Rodriguez
OP barks at me to rhyme as if I were a bard, armed with a toy harp of twine.
the keyboard clicks and clacks flying over skin and food debris the backs of atlassian shitposting
green arrows fly aflame with flame and misery memery of highest glide aimed at foolishness and faggotry
Too late I was to the shit flinging my runny lines sliding off the revelry, a thread at swim chin deep in meter-less savagery, the stink of plebs wafts on childish whim
God is dead! the mustachioed German said, but OP knew deep down inside in the shallowest crest of this brainlet's rest it was not true it couldn't be and sobbing hard flung his trilby deep out onto his foamy piss-bottle sea.
Jason Gutierrez
Rich and tasteful
Chase Rogers
Even though I'm taking a piss I'm writing in your Shit Book. I missed a lot, I got it everywhere but don't worry I wiped it all up. In public toilets, I wouldn't consider it but since it's you guys, I got every speck.
Lincoln Miller
slight kek
Noah Cruz
Virgin lad you will find no peace in these bohemian rooms and windows Madness suits you ill- you ought to stay within those pages and those frames stacked with ceremony upon varnished desks and ornate chests finished up in lamplit dawns Oh you child who so mourns For golden ages gone Leave the Thames and papers be You who does not know lust cannot make a hell out of your whorehouse city The bastions have not fallen Your high sentence falls short I am grown of you- a bastard of your word Do not let me be heard For your ruin was necessary
Ryan Torres
Roses are red Violets are blue Hitler literally did nothing wrong
Jeremiah Walker
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Jaxson Gutierrez
why is there a lum p of plaster on his bed
Colton Hill
this is terrible
Christopher Morales
why i'm trying to write free verse
Oliver Barnes
positively Kaurian.
Andrew Carter
oh wow that bad? i ought to write more
Lucas Fisher
>exclamations in poetry does this not revolt anyone else
Joshua Stewart
I learned that Google Drives moves folders into a recycle bin, not just delete them.
A lot of edgy poems from highschool. Guess I'll post a couple.
Robert Clark
Lying in my bed, lying in my head Just wishing that one wish that one day, I'll wake up dead
Then I can go to hell to see how my soul will sell the punishment I have for being fell
But they said I could've done I could've become So in hell, I suffer Meeting the man who could've been me
Like a magic trick, can't you see?
Brandon Ward
Nothing lasts forever So she pushed the thoughts from her mind pushed them with depise But now she wears a coat of black with lack of air in her lungs Now she finds herself to be alone as she push's the thoughts into her bone "They say Nothing is worth it, that's what I'm told. But Nothing is the heaviest to hold."
Christopher Price
the only road is to the grave, and no other to this day
But at least you can say, I'll take the scenic route this may
and maybe even live, to try again, I say
But what about yesterday The pain won't go away
Jace Young
A pretty girl with twisted knee's Broken, between twisted tree's
Because at home, she is so alone alone - alone - broken to the bone
And here, she can write with ryhmes It gives her free speech and time For she doesn't have that rulebook that gurantee's She won't be alone, for eternity
Eli Jackson
And I’m always where the Sun don’t shine, the Tears don’t show, won't Hurt me now 'cause Heart's been broke, I Hate myself but It won't show, I Constantly lose all My remorse, and it's Ten for the wolf and Three for the shepherd and it's One for the sheep who Led by a leopard, often Gave his perception as a Handle of weapon, took a Bite of your apple, give me All you can offer, now I'm Trapped in a changing maze Setting my soul ablaze Couldn’t control the pace Where is this going? Hey Heartless is recklessness, it is Word of a pacifist to the Word of a masochist, I'm Off of the map, my Lord I Spoke to a baphomet, he Said he would save me if I Gave him one thing he needed What is this thing I pleaded? Boy, it's the key to Eden Yeah
And as I spoke my fangs were shown Taking aback the smiles, and tells me What you crave will soon be yours But what I crave is already mine Anima vestra Anima Anima vestra Anima
Hudson Sullivan
A rainbow fucked me, a rainbow fucked me. All the colors in the sky painting bliss of angels. Latitudes of bright yellow in an arc. Not McDonald's architect, for thy rainbow has fucked me. In cherry blossoms, crystal smoke rises from glass hovels. A rainbow has fucked me. There amidst the boundless flesh of gravity, I submit to my lust. Gargantuan mammories, shadowed by the rainbow that has fucked me. Plump mushrooms, hot cream and ethereal mist rising from nostrils. Of when did I arrive at such pot of gold? Cruel rainbow has fucked me.
Landon Scott
Reely mayde me....
THi nk??
Lucas Gomez
yeah, if not used well they are bad. rarely are they used well.
Blake Ross
David Oh, saint David You lovely son of a meme I read your things I kinda liked it But tell me dear While you smoke weed Why you left me? You offd you're self And theres nothing more But i love you Don't let me down more Cause the infinite jest Is you being so lest So you fucking fag Can i read you on a mag?
Nicholas Lewis
"Heathens march upon our lands" is what He preached to nobles, knaves No ill I saw in painting sands With blood of hordes of Allah's slaves
"To war!" we blared with iron will and iron were our means of truth To slay those God himself would kill Would be to claim eternal youth
For in his kingdom, we shall live If one on Earth we claim for Him A petty gift it is to give: a life for His unyielding vim
Landon Rogers
His name is Chekhov and he's here to say He's the rappingest guy in the USA