Hi,just a simple poem by me
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If you, by chance read my sonnet precise
then do a favour , do not criticise
my crass attempt ,for its a given right
to shout and accuse with morbid delight
come midnight I sit numbly on thy chair
while you stand ramrod straight – do not despair!
I come bearing gifts and treasures glimpsed seldom
The gems of minds and heirlooms of kingdoms!
Round gather the children, hands stretched out free
Scramble not, fret not ,cry not - patience be!
Enough there be and still more to cometh
Forget not to come by day to my hearth
In solitude, in longingness I wait
For thy merry spirit and soothing gait
To whence have you been? To whence will you go?
My fair, reclusive cheerful one who blows.
Return you must every night at this hour
Air ConÂ’s spoilt and I am nocturnal owl. -
B.L.F
Blessed be this machine
On from silent night to dreary dawn
Readied up for my every whim.
Enduring my every boarsome yawn -
Dry,spittle,Dry upon this screen.
Lonesome in the WWW tonight
Itching for a virtual brawl
Killing and spilling in virtual fights
Enter poetry.com,there I crawl.
Flail and flounder in the web
Untill sweet rest and darkness
Claim from within the spell, a demented chap -
Krazed for company,an insatiable thirst. -
Welcome to DPS (S) ironoxidemanOriginally posted by ironoxideman:If you, by chance read my sonnet precise
then do a favour , do not criticise
my crass attempt ,for its a given right
to shout and accuse with morbid delight
come midnight I sit numbly on thy chair
while you stand ramrod straight – do not despair!
I come bearing gifts and treasures glimpsed seldom
The gems of minds and heirlooms of kingdoms!
Round gather the children, hands stretched out free
Scramble not, fret not ,cry not - patience be!
Enough there be and still more to cometh
Forget not to come by day to my hearth
In solitude, in longingness I wait
For thy merry spirit and soothing gait
To whence have you been? To whence will you go?
My fair, reclusive cheerful one who blows.
Return you must every night at this hour
Air ConÂ’s spoilt and I am nocturnal owl.
I am not too sure what this poem is about.
Anyone care to enlighten me?
Is it supposed to make no sense?
For the author to shout and accuse with morbid delight?
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My congratulation to you. I enjoyed readingOriginally posted by ironoxideman:B.L.F
Blessed be this machine
On from silent night to dreary dawn
Readied up for my every whim.
Enduring my every boarsome yawn -
Dry,spittle,Dry upon this screen.
Lonesome in the WWW tonight
Itching for a virtual brawl
Killing and spilling in virtual fights
Enter poetry.com,there I crawl.
Flail and flounder in the web
Untill sweet rest and darkness
Claim from within the spell, a demented chap -
Krazed for company,an insatiable thirst.
Every sentence.
Totally creative,
Original and entertaining in my
Opinion -
thanks for your compliments .Hmm,that poem was on my blog so it wouldnt make much sense if you didnt read it
Welcome to DPS (S) ironoxideman
I am not too sure what this poem is about.
Anyone care to enlighten me?
Is it supposed to make no sense?
For the author to shout and accuse with morbid delight? -
hi ironoxideman you are welcome to write,
be it written in day or nite,
splash your creative thoughts and insights,
in this forum of people who love to write....
ps. the nick can be changed to welcome EVERYONE!!!
pps. dun say i wat hor, write a poem just to welcome ironoxideman, just that suddenly got tis inspiration....