Poetry thread. Write your own short poem

I like the way you say

 

@AspiringHuman

Death and Bloom
A lovely tale!
Overcoming the entirety of sadness
of young cherry blossoms,
who never witnessed the fullness of their sunset

 

@Everything Hot

Here you tease,
but, i'm still without ease,
English hard to pronounce,
and ever more pronouns,
the hurricane of grammar nightmares,
descends upon us from linguistic hadron collider.

 

Devil knock your door when u alone
he said come on just this one
people once said that do no trust what he say
but i choose to continue astray

oh porn.... why are u so tempting
even tho its always the same thing
fake moan, evil company, camera editor
now i turn into chronic masturbator

 

Feels like u could rap it

 

yo man this is lit

 

@hollyman

The ode to all fishes

All alone and no hope,
Devastated by whispering voice,
Here you are, again my Despair,
I missed you so much,
That i began to live a Life!
But here you are again to comfort me,
The warmth of my loins, bring me joy!
And may that binge bring me back onto my cave,
the smell of fishes, is what me most wishes!
With my Gollum's voice and face,
i shall not abandon you for any worthy pleasure!
Dear Precious You and I forever!

 

Im drunk.
Im in a funk.
Perhaps Im tipsy.
I want her to get with me.
Just out of my reach, but so far away.
To pursue my lover, I can't delay.
My loins are on fire, my mind is hypnotized.
It's raining outside.
And... I'm drunk.
Shit.

 

Generation Loss

The mind, as it be, a receptacle of ill thoughts
A palace of seedy intentions
All pointing to fragmentation and a bitter loss of all,
A loss of identity, of will, of thought.

They lay placid in a sea of inaction,
Thinking to themselves,
But never thinking to others.
Considering themselves of worth
In a question-leaden planet
wherein I owe no answers,
and the others refuse to bargain for them.

They all just.. indulge.
Continue to dig further forwards in spite of their sensible qualities.
In spite of their capacity for all,
their valiant past,
the brave overtones of wisdom and honest pride..
which continue to circulate..
through people with no good understanding,
through podcasts and through streams.

Never do things truly become of value
in a world where value is lost to desire.
And wisdom interred by the shovel of time and indifference.
And there it lay, within springs underground.
The loam above continues to grow,
as the consumers rule and the politics continue to divide...
in a land already filled with dissent.

As the desperate unite and the 'achievers'
Fail to inform the doctors of a pathetic aliment,
found within all who are pressed by the weight
of time and stretched by culture...
the ongoing strain of a loss...
a generational loss.

Imagine being given everything...
And producing with nothing...
Avoiding strain, and relegating effort...
For the pleasure of receiving a phone call,
a familiar chime from the gadget which we all exalt
even above the greatness of truth.

Whether that be a life worthy of leading...
or unworthy of living...
is not a concern that bothers those
who fail to yearn for honest answers...
for unsightly questions.

As we roam here and discuss the Weltanshaugg,
our dissipated arrival, and our humble attempts to
comprehend... through poetry..... we still dip stale bread
in a tepid, palliative tea, amidst the grave
failure of generation loss.

 

im gona make status update in my social media for this is beautifull

 

Many thanks @hollyman i appreciate the appreciation, sure share all you like, i'm thinking to write some more
within this lore, also i feel encouraged as bunch of people seemed to like it in the LOTR challenge too.
https://forum.nofap.com/index.php?t...rings-challenge.250868/page-1029#post-3162322

 

@determinedtoquit

So stuck and fat,
my belly goes around,
time to do some fast,
and disperse the cheetos dust,
She won't look at me like that,
uplift the dead weight form the coach,
run on the grass without shoes or socks,
It's sweat and tears,
And I'm mad!
So sad...

 

@Always Keep Going
@hollyman

The ode to Frodo

The Hobbit feet, hairy full of all filths
A space for fungus and infections
Some spreading through honey trapped insertions,
A gain of fun, play and vivid imaginations.

When Gandalf takes action,
He smokes a pipe for some distraction,
When a bunch of dwarf comes around,
They eat everything in Frodo's house,
Oh little our hero has left,
but few peaces of elven bread

Neither podcast nor a livestream,
Nothing but boredom all the way to Mordor!
But valiant hairy feet walk faster,
Then the tongue complains can utter!

Self reliant like Emerson,
Agile like Spiderman,
Super like Sayan,
Let the desires go underground for a while!
More resourceful then the lies of political campaign,
I Shall not fall under the sway,
Of that ominous darkness that spreads everywhere!

Even Achilles had a weak spot,
and despise it he endured quite a lot,
But me hobbit, little earthling, how can
I achieve such a great distance,
and persevere with constant vigilance?!

Orcs and wargs,
Battle roars!
Dwarfs in front,
Elvish arrow
in the blind spot of an armour

A quick battle of a thought,
a brief moment of a conscience,
and this moment is gone,

As we roam in The Dagor Dagorath,
so we tremble with awe and dread,
The end is near,
Face Now YOUr FEAR!

 

I am happily drowned and doomed in the memory of beloved
In his/her doorsteps I have happily submitted and willingly vulnerable
here you can sing cheap songs I am happily available to listen
For the melody of guitar I happily enjoy

 

Can I post something that's not mine?

 

I am the shipwreck with its scattered and soaked wood littering the ocean like a nest of roaches
The water smothers me patiently, and it waits to feel my body on the ocean floor
I am the captain
I stand alone with my ship, never leaving its side, for tonight I sleep in a shark's stomach
The tears and rain both hit my face, as I lay on the deck and wait to drown
I am the thunder, and I am the storm
Hear me roar as I deafen all
I conduct my orchestra as loud as possible and conclude with a violent smash
I am washing the splinters from within my heart, and I scream as it pumps
Let my lungs fill with water as the broken bathtub leaks

 

The Ode to Lousy Maiden

It is about time we split our paths!
I divorce yee!
For you are a lousy maiden!
neither you clean, but induce filth!
neither you cook, but make me fat!
you waste my time day and night!
My valor vigor and verve you crush!
you sap my energies!
you make me cringe in spider webs!
away with you, you wretch!
putting the filth in my face!
go away!
i shall no longer let yee lead me astray!

 

Oh porn
get out of my brain
you misery fuck
life is what you make it
porn will just go and break it
it consumes and distorts
degraded old man
with some jizz in his hands
this is who'll I'll be
if I don't see a change in me

 

Thought I'd add this if you feel like having a rap. It was written mainly by someone called Monk_I on the now defunct NoFap academy website. I added a few lines myself and spent 10mins writing a music track. Not exactly poetry, but if someone wants to have a rap along then go ahead.

https://soundcloud.com/user-525012078/mc-monk-i-vs-dj-nujourneyz-norp-porn-spelt-backwards

N to R to the O to the P
it's porn spelt backwards
the way it's meant to be

countless days and days
wasting your ways
looking through the haze
it just a masquerade

creep if ya want ta
seek if ya like ta
you'll never ever get there
as your stuck in this maze

brain drain, nothing but pain
these dark infested visions
will they ever go away?

Saturated minds
got to fantasise
you know where it'll lead but it doesn't cost a dime.

Pause to hesitation and then to isolation
you dig yourself a grave just to get you through the day

Search until you find that image in your mind
you'll never ever find it as its novelty you crave

It's never for a vengence
It's never recreation
And time and time again you know but it just happens

You in the same boat too on a sailing yacht for two?
Porn is the like the ocean and all we need is motion

Got ta just believe, got ta just foresee
we're living in a world full of just make-believe

Got ta be strong, got ta be calm
the road is long and the road is steep

It's only 90 days, it's only just a phase
you gotta be belivin cos all you do is crave

Emotional castration
Thought manipulation
You gotta get away or You'll just go insane

WPP that's what you need
You need to look at life and decide what's best for you

Decide, Decide
easier said then done
You know it'll be hard but what have you got to loose?

Emotionally connected
fully resurrected
P to the O to the R to the N
PORN FREE