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MCD's Anthology of Poems
Evening all! XD Here in this here thread will be a collection of some of the most fantastical works of prose/poems on this board... by me ^_^ In this first one, don't expect it to rhyme or anything... as it won't. Enjoy ^_^
Dictatorship The man in his palace or temple watches As the world at his feet runs accordingly. Everything being as it should be, and all Being well. But when the Iron Fist simply pats the Earth of which it came from, all shall come Undone. All for what he strived to acheive - Nothing. One single act of power can strike terror Into the hearts and minds of the innocent. Their lives before them, ruined. What little They had, vanished, gone, destroyed. Time Doesn't stop for them or even the people in the Palaces or temples. For them, the world keeps Running smoothly. Everything being as it Should be. Power corrupts even the most pure of men, as Once the lust devours your fragile mind, Anything is at your disposal. A monster rages from the Depths of your stomach. But what of the innocent? Why should they have to Suffer at the hands of this evil, twisted man? Why should they have to rebuild everything of Value? It's not their fault that this beast runs their lives And has them like puppets on a string, with his Iron Fist. It's not their fault that they voted for The wrong party. It's not their fault. Is it? |
That was good.It describes the world in a way.
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Thank you ^_^ It's nice to see that my first piece of public poetry (I haven't written anything this good, so haven't been bothered to publish. So, thank you again ^_^
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It somewhat describe the some of leadders of the past of the world.The way they treat their subjects.
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This poem does symbolize dictatorship in many ways. For when voting for the rightful person to place in office, one tries to consider the good and bad outcomes if that person were to be selected. The person must have qualities that appeal to the public, along with good financial tactics, etc. etc. Your poem seems to show that whomever was put into power by the people is being questioned. For the people are thinking, was this man the right choice for office? But surely, it's not my fault he's done what he's done. I can't be blamed for his actions (though I am the one who chose him). This poem was very well written, MCD, I can't wait to read and review more! ^o^ ~Kelsey |
Yay! I was initialy going to call it "Democracy", but some people reading it wouldn't realise the irony behind it, so may have gotten confused. You summarised it thoroughly, and for that I'm extremely grateful ^_^ And I love you too XD
Thanks for your review anyways. XD |
Yay! Two Poems in one night! How lucky you all are XD *watches head inflate until it bursts* This was originally the prologue to a Pokemon fic, but I gave up on that, and left the poem as it was. It's up to you whether you want to interpret it literally or metaphorically, as it works both ways. That's one of the things I like about this poem. ^_^ Enjoy... again XD
Prophecies Alone at night, a dying couplet say farewell. Their partings are swift; like an angel Of death. Betrayed, betrothed, between Themselves are a matching sword and shield. Alone. Together yet apart. But all is not lost. They will be reunited, not in heaven, but In the shadows of their past. Only there can they Reap for what they have sewn. Unpicking Every little stitch from the tatty hem of Deceit, despair and the most important: Death. The Five betrayers shall be persecuted. For When the past has been repossessed, Judgement Shall reign. It shall sanctify the innocent, but Condemn the guilty to a terrible fate. The Power of Love. Sent from Above. Death-defying this was not. But the Consequences will wreak havoc upon those Who have betrayed the Almighty pair. Those who have not sinned will be spared. But for those Five, a contrasting bridge of fate lies for Them to walk across. Unbeknown to their fragile Minds, their guardian angels have been stained With their vulgar hands. Alone at night, a dying couplet say goodbye. |
Okay that was good agian.
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You poem says to me that two people, engulfed within their love and compassion for each other, were broken apart by some inflictinf force. They were torn from each other, unable to reach each other's heart, yet still able to pass one by on the street. It's kind of like Romeo and Juliet. The two loved each other so much, yet their families would not have it, so they tore the two lovers from each other. How tragic it was, for love is the lover's decision, not the lover's companions. I like the whole format of this poem. How it seems like a legendary prophecy from so long ago. It's really cryptic, yet a satisfying read. ^_____^ I loved it! Great job yet again MCD! ^^ ~Kelsey |
Kelsey and MegaDitto - Thank you for your wonderful reviews. ^_^ Since I do most of my poems in Word, most of the spelling mistakes do seem to disappear, but thanks anyways ^_^
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Hey Hey! ^_^ Another piece of poetry by MCD himself... Just read and go with the flow XD And remember that Poetry can mean anything you want it to be... providing of course that you actually stick to the text in hand XD
Love is Conflict I wake, weary and almost delirious. I find myself confined, trapped, but Strangely happy. Simply lying in the Pool of love, yet with a chain clasped Around my waist and abdomen. I sit And swim in bliss and ecstasy. But Then it happened. The plughole opened And all came gushing. My Prison caved In and Out. My chain was being pulled and Yanked. I kicked and screamed and Wailed and cried, and yelled and tried To say: "Why aren't you letting me stay?" Yet, I remember little of those fragile Days. But the situation remains the same. I still lie in your pool of love. The chain has Gone, but the emotion still remains from our First struggle to keep ourselves as one. Now the fight has turned upon itself. Why can't I see my friends? Why not? Please stop yanking my chain. Please! I kick and scream and wail and cry and try To say: "Why aren't you letting me go?" |
Okay that was emotional.Nice.
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It seems as though someone is struggling with love, trying to hold on to whatever or whomever it is that person holds so dear. Yet he's being ripped in the other direction, but he doesn't want to let go. Then the poem shifts. Now the person who first off couldn't let go, wants to be set free. He wants to get out and away from whatever is hurting him so. This basically is describing love. For love at first can seem so inevitably wonderful, that you never want to let go, even once you get the tiniest taste of it. Then, your feelings change. After being hurt over and over you feel as though love cannot possibly be worth this much suffering and agony, so you only want to be let go. A masterful piece, MCD. I give you a wooooooootness! XD ~Kelsey |
Ah, whilst that is the meaning upon the surface, there is also a hidden meaning. It's hidden within lots of metaphors, but I still think its there. There's a challenge for you XD
But Thank You both for reading it ^_^ |
I'll let you ponder over the hidden meaning in 'Love is Conflict'. Whilst you're thinking (or probably not XD), here's another poem from MCD. Read, rant and review - the 3 'R's ^_^ Just enjoy... here it is:
Public Humiliation Home, they say is where the heart is. Oh, how I wish I could be with my Heart. If it knew where I was now, It would be crying with me. Every Moment of every day, I cry. I sit In my shelter of plastic and weep Until my eyes turn red and bruised. My feet have blisters from the Concrete, and my fur of purely Black and white has become Tattered like a monkey. I can’t go Outside, the embarrassment shall Only escalate further. And the Iron bars sting me when I touch them. To think that the humans enjoy watching Me suffer like this. Alone, in this cruel World in which I have barely enough room To go to the toilet in privacy. Home, they say is where the heart is. Oh, how I wish I could be with my Heart. |
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Where at first all you wanted to do was be with them, you couldn't stand the thought of ever leaving them. But then, the fights start. Your differences become more pronounced and 'conflicts' in your relationships arise. That is when you feel that separation is the only answer to save both people from more harm and pain. Did I get it MCD?? XD ------------- OK, on to this poem. Awws, this one makes me hate zoos even more. People just stare in at animals in cages. The animals are sad and have death in their eyes. It's a horrible thing, really. It would be much better just to be able to see animals in their natural habitat, but still...no one does a thing. Your poem symbolizes that when you're so far from home, you even become distant from where your heart and soul lies. It's such a sad feeling, to be ripped from your home and placed somewhere else. It really would make one appreciate the things they had. Awsome poem, once again MCD. ^^ ~Kelsey |
'Love is Conflict' is about growing up.
The first stanza is the process of childbirth, the pool of love is the womb, the chain i the umbilical cord... and I think you get the rest of the picture for that stanza. The baby just wants to stay in the womb in his/her blissful life. The second stanza is where the child is now a teenager, and the roles have become reversed. The pool of love is simply meaphorical, and the chain becomes another metaphor. The mother is pulling back to keep herself close to her son/daughter. But all the child wants to do is go out and see his/friends. 'Love is Conflict' is simply a poem with many metaphors which details how love can be conflict. It features heavy irony in both stanzas (a blissful prison, the chain being pulled both ways etc.) So... that's what I was trying to get at. But your views on it are still right. I can't go and tell you you're wrong or anything because you're not. ^_^ And thank you for your review on 'Public Humiliation'. Truly appreciated. ^_^ |
O________O I was way off. XD But that'd deep. I never even thought of it that way. I sure do have a lot to learn. That was a sweet poem, MCD! I have a whole new perspective of your poem after seeing that. ^^ I bow to you. XD *bows* And don't even mention it, reviewing poems is what I do best...sometimes. XD
~Kelsey |
It's not really that deep to be honest. I only wrote it in 5 minutes, and planned it for 15. Most of my poems just come relatively quickly, hidden meanings and all. It must be a gift XD I might write another one tonight... as I am feeling INSPIRED!!! XD
Psst, spread the word about this place. It seems that only 2 people are bothering to reply when it's had 80+ views ^_~ |
Yay! Two in a row! Two in a row! XD Inspiration has come down like a bolt of lightning.(OK, crap simile :P) Anyways, just be grateful and whatnot ^_^ Remember the 3 'R's everyone XD Enjoy:
Leagues of Love He stood there, breathless and Taken aback. Who was this Goddess that stood there before him? Her hair flowed like the wind. Her Eyes, so soft and gentle. Her face: So pure. So perfect. So angelic. She turned around and took a Glance. His Aphrodite smiled briefly, and walked straight past. But who was he kidding? She was way out of his league. As she walked passed, she Couldn't help thinking about him. His sweet smile as she gave him A cheesy grin. His soft golden Hair. His eyes, so soothing and Gentle. His face: So clear. So shimmering. So radiant. He had engulfed her Mind with a simple smile. But who was she kidding? He was way out of her league. |
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anglelic = angelic enguled = engulfed Wootness, now that that's over, time to reveal the poetry behind the words! XD OK, well, this poem stimulates how people often think. "I'm way out of her league" or "She's way out of my league" this isn't how people should think. Love is love, which means it knows no boundaries. There's no such thing as someone not deserving another when love is the case. It seems as though the girl in this poem has some feelings for the guy in the poem anyway. Tsk tsk tsk...men are so oblivious sometimes. XD Well, love, as I said, knows no boundaries. No amount of chains or force fields can possibly constrict this emotion from reaching its destiny. And MCD, another great poem. And lookie in my siggie! I did as you asked and I am spreading the word. ^_~ (Also, if your poem has yet another crazy inner meaning, I haven't found it yet XD) ~Kelsey |
Crap! Stupid Word! *Kicks computer* I'll fix those. But thankies for your lovely review, and hopefully more people shall come view this page. Lookie at my siggie as well ^_~ *Goes off to fix spelling mistakes*
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Awwwwwwws!! <3<3<3<3 That's so sweet! (not the kicking your computer part, the siggie part XD) Don't worry, Word cannot be trusted sometimes. XD But your poems are great anyways. I know you didn't mean to put the spelling mistakes there anyhow. XD Keep writing those poem while your inspiration keeps going! ^o^
~Kelsey |
Time for another poem ^_^ I won't ramble, so just read and enjoy:
Shutting Down The old hag's face was enough To wipe away any tears caused By the occasion. Men and women In coats of white, ironic to the Situation, sighed, and lay a somewhat Soothing blanket over her withered And frail body. The last thing she would Feel. Her children watched, seemingly emotionless, As they could only listen to the sharp, Painful sounds of the screen by their Mother's side. As the youngest, Alice, Finally stifled a tear, it trickled down her Jet black dress, and onto the floor. The other two simply said and did Nothing. They felt it was wrong to show Emotion on times like these. But no matter How macho they were, they too started to Weep with their sister. The dreaded moment had come. The doctor Removed the mask that was the only Thing keeping her alive. In a final Farewell, she held out her hand. Alice came to hold it, but by the time She held her mother's in her own, The beeping had Stopped. |
That was somewhat the telling of someone's life good.
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