beauty. proletariat
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This is a thread for me to update my poems. Currently I'm focusing on Sonnets. I'm keeping it rated [M 15+] due to themes and language.
Cr--, I fell asleep... Again! [SONNET] [F]
Cr--, I fell asleep... Again! [SONNET] [F]
Spoiler:
Umm I would write a poem now
Of your beauty and your radiant glow
But I'm just blank and amiss somehow
So I'll just keep this rythmn and this flow
I fell asleep last night at twelve
But you were there trying to talk
I wake up now with a regretful delve
I feel so sh--, I'm such a stupid dorkk!
Last night I had so much to say
But now i've lost and forgotten it
Oh my head feels like a bundle of hay
Caus I've lost my chance and now my teeth grit
Damn I couldn't keep my so called rythmn
But I think my regret was seen in your vision
Of your beauty and your radiant glow
But I'm just blank and amiss somehow
So I'll just keep this rythmn and this flow
I fell asleep last night at twelve
But you were there trying to talk
I wake up now with a regretful delve
I feel so sh--, I'm such a stupid dorkk!
Last night I had so much to say
But now i've lost and forgotten it
Oh my head feels like a bundle of hay
Caus I've lost my chance and now my teeth grit
Damn I couldn't keep my so called rythmn
But I think my regret was seen in your vision
I wrote this sonnet after falling asleep on my girlfriend on MSN on the computer as an apology; It has no punctuation, and is colloquial, but it follors iabic pentameter and follows correct rhyme in an australian accent. Its written as a monologue though I think it doesnt work that well.
Lies with Juliet [SONNET]
Spoiler:
A fire burns strong in the crackling thunder,
He weeps through the pain on the cold floor,
Her impulse words hurt and he's left there to ponder,
A smoke of lightning crackles heavens door.
She rings his phone, now deep in the water,
His pain is held back, the knife is elected,
His time is up, as it stops the blade with a shiver,
The water breaks in, call rejected.
He arrives on the front door, he will escort her,
This girl smiles slightly, he will make her first.
Fumes threaten a dead man, in the silent winter,
The wraith, revolted, under blood thirst.
Heartbroken cupid, packs away his bow and arrow,
Love, left rotten... Under Romeo's barrow.
He weeps through the pain on the cold floor,
Her impulse words hurt and he's left there to ponder,
A smoke of lightning crackles heavens door.
She rings his phone, now deep in the water,
His pain is held back, the knife is elected,
His time is up, as it stops the blade with a shiver,
The water breaks in, call rejected.
He arrives on the front door, he will escort her,
This girl smiles slightly, he will make her first.
Fumes threaten a dead man, in the silent winter,
The wraith, revolted, under blood thirst.
Heartbroken cupid, packs away his bow and arrow,
Love, left rotten... Under Romeo's barrow.
This sonnet was written when I was feeling depressed due to some changes in social life my girlfriend was having, leaving me feeling alone. Some of the things, I actually thought seriously... Dont Judge me. Also, theres an interesting use of symbolism I realised later on. Again, this sonnet follows iambic pentameter and rhyme. Its told as a story and rhymes in an australian accent.
Fall [FREEFORM] [F]
Spoiler:
The ripened falcate
Sways a lonely sway
Chilling winds soar down upon his figure
Gravity. Force.
Mother nature pressing her thin lips
Goodbye.
Waves to her children and allows
them to fall
Crying, The baby leaf cries
Chlorophyll flowing, tears melting
Dependant.
This lone falcate.
Now brittle, old and brown.
Is fading into his earth
Sedentary.
He fades into the seasons.
Fading. Waiting.
Waiting. Waiting.
Waiting for the next fall.
Sways a lonely sway
Chilling winds soar down upon his figure
Gravity. Force.
Mother nature pressing her thin lips
Goodbye.
Waves to her children and allows
them to fall
Crying, The baby leaf cries
Chlorophyll flowing, tears melting
Dependant.
This lone falcate.
Now brittle, old and brown.
Is fading into his earth
Sedentary.
He fades into the seasons.
Fading. Waiting.
Waiting. Waiting.
Waiting for the next fall.
This poem was written a long time ago for my girlfriend. I was simply trying to write it for her enjoyment, but it later on shaped into something that has a double meaning.
Fluctuates [SONNET] [F]
Spoiler:
I Rowen look upon my Birch,
And watch her gazing at my chest.
There lies a heart where promise perch;
Where lovers cried as they confess't.
Her sway holds still, her indignant rest,
Even in sleep, she flaunts her love.
Tanned arms branched out; I'll be her guest,
O' as I reach, fall pulls her glove.
In search of love, a man will rove:
My heart is weak, faulty in search,
For I look blindly past the cove
where fertile trees lie-- and hide their smirch.
Fated with a deadly curse,
My love for Birch-- fluctuates like soviet verse.
And watch her gazing at my chest.
There lies a heart where promise perch;
Where lovers cried as they confess't.
Her sway holds still, her indignant rest,
Even in sleep, she flaunts her love.
Tanned arms branched out; I'll be her guest,
O' as I reach, fall pulls her glove.
In search of love, a man will rove:
My heart is weak, faulty in search,
For I look blindly past the cove
where fertile trees lie-- and hide their smirch.
Fated with a deadly curse,
My love for Birch-- fluctuates like soviet verse.
I wrote this sonnet during english class and finished it at home. I see it as the first poem I've written where ideas aren't all over the place. This was written as a sensperian sonnet.
With you [SONNET] [F]
Spoiler:
My love my heart is still with you,
And your's is still all mine, my boo :)
I know you're mulling over still,
babe. I love you, you're like my pill.
I know that you and I are changing,
But change does not mean change in heart.
My heart for you, its thumping, beating,
Like something else, an external body part ;)
Honesty we need... Again i'll mention,
I promise ill try till my bones will soften,
But it is hard because youre so busy so often...
One day we'll work together on this tension.
Shiz baby I'm so lame that ill say it again. I love you;
but I swear everything I've said today is completely true.
And your's is still all mine, my boo :)
I know you're mulling over still,
babe. I love you, you're like my pill.
I know that you and I are changing,
But change does not mean change in heart.
My heart for you, its thumping, beating,
Like something else, an external body part ;)
Honesty we need... Again i'll mention,
I promise ill try till my bones will soften,
But it is hard because youre so busy so often...
One day we'll work together on this tension.
Shiz baby I'm so lame that ill say it again. I love you;
but I swear everything I've said today is completely true.
I wrote this sonnet for my beloved for her to read after a huggeee monologue I sent to her. Its set to be childish and i love it :) In terms of structure... I purposely made it aabb cdcd eeee ff.
Dross effusion [SONNET]
Spoiler:
Lost, and I just feel so insane,
This mental structure, it's broken.
Broken... This heart has only ever felt pain,
Its sustained with this dross effusion.
I feel the hurt you healed for me;
It's like a wrongly tied shoelace,
The knot that holds my heart, set free.
My blood is littering this pretty place.
The wound's so deep though it wont hurt,
Endorphins keep the pain as numb.
Blades and drugs... my only comfort,
But I drop this knife because I hate what I've become.
I realise as I watch my blood flow--
I said you stole my heart-- but now I know...
This mental structure, it's broken.
Broken... This heart has only ever felt pain,
Its sustained with this dross effusion.
I feel the hurt you healed for me;
It's like a wrongly tied shoelace,
The knot that holds my heart, set free.
My blood is littering this pretty place.
The wound's so deep though it wont hurt,
Endorphins keep the pain as numb.
Blades and drugs... my only comfort,
But I drop this knife because I hate what I've become.
I realise as I watch my blood flow--
I said you stole my heart-- but now I know...
I'm currently having really really bad problems with my beloved and currently its at what I call a calculated breakup. I wrote the first stanza two days ago, and wrote the rest of the poem yesterday, hence the change in pace, rythmn. I think I'm starting to prefer abab cdcd efef gg over aabb ccdd eeff gg in sonnets as it sounds so much better. I would stick with abab bcbc cdcd ee (sensperian), but I end up ruining the poem when I focus so much in its structure. When I'm feeling bad I tend to think in a 'sharp' manner. When I'm with friends, I automatically turn into someone much more rythmic and happy. The first quatraint was written listening to Broken - Good Charlotte and the rest of the poem was written with my besties. If you guys are reading this, love you guys :)
KEY
[F] - Final copy (Poem will not be changed. This generally applies to all poems written for my beloved.)
[SONNET] - I call any poem with three quatraints and a rhyming couplet, a sonnet.
[FREEFORM] - A poem that does not follow most conventions.
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Also, I do not wish to be rude, but I find that accents play a large role in reading poetry. Especially for Sonnets using Iambs. I'm not blaming my accent for my poetry (:P) Just stating that it does rhyme in my context.I am slowly getting back into poetry but I have alot of stress in my relationship at the moment so I may not update too frequently. Please note that I have not written these poems for your use, but instead enjoyment. I do not mind if you change it and give it to a parner or friend, but for educational purposes (such as school homework), poetry is not yours to use. No matter how much you change it, unless it has been changed by more than 80% (this generally means that you used ideas from the poems) you cannot use them for educational purposes. Anyone that comes across this page and would like to use these poems, please PM me to gain consent. I will not say no, but I do want to have an idea where it is going if it is going anywhere. Miraj Bhattarai 2008-2009 ©
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