crazy poems ;P
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You guys remember what a haiku is? It's a very short poem with only three lines. The first and last line has five syllables, while the middle line had seven syllables.
I had an idea: why not write a full-length poem..... where every stanza is a haiku?
I initially start this piece by explaining what a haiku basically is. As I wrote however, I somehow lost touch with reality and started blasting them apes (i.e. some of my peers) who mock what I'm doing.
To them poets are either show-offs or a freak of nature. I still can't believe that at their age (sixteen at that time) they can be so immature. Oh, well.... I can't hate them for that, can I? They're.... misguided, not evil.
This isn't a good poem. But of course, as I said earlier, I lost touch with reality halfway through.
A Different Poem
A different poem
Composed by yours-so-truly
It's called a haiku
Five on the first line
Seven on the second line
And five on the third
Full of hope and love
Packed with horror and mystery
Filled with much intrigue
I've had no regrets
Investing in these strange words
Expressing my thoughts
Yet people still smirk
At what I've been doing
Ignorant are they
If you're not a fool
Please do remember that I
Am not one either
For I am writing
Words that will make you quiver:
A different poem. -
For I am writing
Words that will make you quiver:
A different poem.
Bring it on my friend. I thirst for the touch of insanity.
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little red box
i have decided to squeeze
all our memories
into that little red box
with carving of fanciful fairies
image of a fairy tale
this little red box used to
house both our engagement rings
now only one remain
which i will bring
when i meet you there
meanwhile
i will keep our little red box
closely by my side
caressing and defending it
furiously day and night
never letting it down
i will shower this little red box
with tears and love
as if it is our unborn child -
stupid bugs fly in
my messy room
the fools rush in
right to their doom
with a rolled up 'paper
they all go SPLAT
as i swing away
and smash them flat
but still they come
attracted by the light
idiot bugs...
'tis your last flight
so the room is filled
with splattered yuck
each used to be
a foolish bug
but dang it all
the joke's on me
i've to clean it up
oh yuck oh bleeeeee
so there's a moral
in this tale to show
on a cool rainy night
CLOSE THAT WINDOW!
muahahahahaha -
escalator to heaven
uncle can you take me to
the escalator
that led to heaven?
mummy tells me
that is where daddy
is waiting for us
and that is where
she will soon be
going too
and, and mummy says
if i am a good boy
i will be going too -
growing old
empty top shelf
bookbookbookbook
bookbookbookbook
bookbookbookbook
empty bottom shelf -
Caged
It was born last night
Among other sleeping cats
In this foreign land
Its eyes pounced in aghast
Searching futilely towards the horizon
In the direction of a faraway Kingdom
Where Kings like him
Roams freely and gracefully upon
The ancient ground
There
They will bow to him
But here
Its birth was a terrible mistake -
Its rather morbid, but it's damn funny!Originally posted by HENG@:Bombs Away!
Bombs away, bombs away, bombs away I say!
We will make them pay, we will make them pay!
Heads will fly, limbs will flay, blood will surely spray,
The death of many is a victory, a glorious glorious day! -
i thought i saw myself today,
second row first car of the train,
that whizzed right before my eyes,
am i going insane.
i saw he looked at me too,
with eyes that showed terror,
as if he recognizes me,
like staring into a living mirror.
i wonder what it all means,
to see the other me of the whole?
maybe i am just seeing things.
or maybe the truth i behold? -
To decipher,
Invert all Gs with F,
Invert all Fs with G.
Decipher, M. H. Heng, 31 January 2005
I walk to the cybercage daily,
To spend my money on pleasure.
To play, be absorbed in ecstasy,
Then to reality snap back once more.
How incredible these pixels,
They deliver me much joy.
PourinÂ’ thru my eyes,
SeepinÂ’ into my head.
I never cease to be excited.
I cut them with my swords!
I shoot them with my carbines!
I conquer them with my troops!
I am divine!
Hence when the hours end,
My body exits the shop.
But my mind stays behind.
In a cybercafe. -
This is good.Originally posted by ratinacage:i thought i saw myself today,
second row first car of the train,
that whizzed right before my eyes,
am i going insane.
i saw he looked at me too,
with eyes that showed terror,
as if he recognizes me,
like staring into a living mirror.
i wonder what it all means,
to see the other me of the whole?
maybe i am just seeing things.
or maybe the truth i behold?
Occasionally I have similar experiences too. -
Only got one g and one f leh.Originally posted by SingaporeMacross:To decipher,
Invert all Gs with F,
Invert all Fs with G.
Decipher, M. H. Heng, 31 January 2005
I walk to the cybercage daily,
To spend my money on pleasure.
To play, be absorbed in ecstasy,
Then to reality snap back once more.
How incredible these pixels,
They deliver me much joy.
PourinÂ’ thru my eyes,
SeepinÂ’ into my head.
I never cease to be excited.
I cut them with my swords!
I shoot them with my carbines!
I conquer them with my troops!
I am divine!
Hence when the hours end,
My body exits the shop.
But my mind stays behind.
In a cybercafe.