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15th September, 2010. 4:58 pm. PO3MS ND RHYM3S(ukoku)

SW33T AS H3AV3N HOTT AS H3LL
THI BADD3ST BITCH3S YOO CN T3LL
LOV3D BY SUM H8D BY MANY
WANT3D BY MOST 3NVI3D BY PL3NTY
DIAMONDS AR3 NICE ND SO AR3 P3ARLS
BT THIRS NUTHN LIK3 US GURDO GIRLS !


IF YOO LV3 SUMWAN L3T TH3M GO
IF TH3Y CUM BCK TH3Y W3R ALWAYS YOORS
IF TH3Y DONT TH3Y N3V3R W3R3 !

IN THIS LAND OF STON3 ND CAVE GURDO BURDZ LV3 TI RAV3 !

I KNOW YOO FINK YOO BROK3 MY HEART
BT I SAW YIR GAM3 RYT FROM THI START
I SAW YIR GAM3 ND PLAY3D IT TOO SO
HA HA PLAYA GAM3S ON YOOO !

N3V3R GIV3 UP IF YI STILL WANA TRY
N3V3R WIP3 YIR T3ARS IF YI STILL WANTY CRY
N3V3R SAY Y3S IF YI R33LI M3AN NO
N3V3R SAY YI DNT LV3 UM IF YI CANT L3T GO

A B3ST FRI3ND IS LIK3 A 4 L3AF CLOV3R HARD TI FIND
AND LUCKY TI HAV3 1

ST3PH ND LORNA B.O.M.A !!!!!

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29th January, 2009. 10:41 pm. The ramblings of a cybernetic dolphin who harbors the soul of Bethoven.(batsinmybelfry)

http://cribolouf.livejournal.com/6009.html

Poetic gheyness.


There once was a Goose
In a lake by a hill
Overlooking the home
Of a farmer named Bill

And on this farm lived
A prideful old Boar
Who ate of the truffles
That grew by the lake's shore

He ate of his fill
'Til he was quite full and round
Then he slept the next day
On the soft mossy ground

The Goose woke the Swine
And to the Pig said
'I've seen those before you
And they are all dead!'

The proud Pig ignored him
And went on his way.
And the Gander returned
The very next day.

The Goose said to him
'Have you seen the old man?
I have heard his wife talking
I think she wants ham!'

The Boar huffed indignant
But did not respond
Instead went about
Humming a song

The Goose was upset
That the Pig was so proud
But he bid him farewell
And took off to the clouds

The next day the Pig
Found the stories were true
He went to the lake
To ask the Goose what to do

The Goose answered back
'I'm glad you asked me
You see, I've been in the house
And I have the gate key.'

The Swine grabbed for the key
But the Goose had a request
He said 'Bring me some grain
So that I might ingest.'

So the Boar went inside
The kitchen that night
To open the cupboards
And steal some wild rice

While inside the kitchen
The Pig woke up a child
So he fled with the rice
Back into the wild

On the way to the Goose
The sack got a wide tear
And although he lost all the rice
He wasn't aware

He said to the Gander
'I'm sorry, my friend
I have lost all your grain
And I am facing my end.'

'If you've come for forgiveness
You're damned short on time.
The ending draws near!'
Said the Goose to the Swine

'My heart is not aching
For you or your kin,
For soon I'll be bacon.'
The Pig said with a grin.

The Goose pondered hard
But soon had to ask
'Why are you smiling?'
To the Piggy at last.

'I go with the knowledge,
That my death will bring good,
To the table of others,
As another one's food.'

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2nd April, 2007. 2:16 pm. Snip - by Runihura(batsinmybelfry)

I lulled.




Words words words
Followed with some poetry
and I see you dance
dance, hips sway with lip sync
so sing sing dip and drip with
intent as you snip snip
at wrists leaving me with a wish
that on your next hair flip
your face will find a way to
meet the floor after trip
cause I'm tired of seeing you dance
in trance with parted lips
and poison tongue filling
heart's content with words
building up false hardships.
And it's hard to pretend
not to give a shit while
pretend friends play pretend
with music that is honest.
So move, move, Show us how
A song grips to you.
Pant for this, draw a breath
Shut your eyes and feed from
the beat that rests. Cry,
moan and touch yourself
Show me how that bass
has made you wet.
Drip drip with intent as you
Snip snip at wrists leaving me with
a wish that on your next hair flip
your face will meet the floor after trip
cause I'm tired of seeing you dance
in trance with parted lips
and poison tongue filling
heart's content with words
building up false hardships.
And that green stage wash
watching the way it lit
a halo of chaos from swaying hips
all the way to bleached hair tips.
An after glow, fit for sexual innuendo
a satisfied state but my state of mind
rests on lifted breasts where this head
once could rest but now detests.
Oh so feverishly, lips spit to protest
so drip drip with intent as you
snip snip at wrists leaving me with
a wish.
and I have become the antagonist
Because I can.
Because I will.
Because you won't.




http://www.furaffinity.net/view/457087/

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15th June, 2006. 1:46 am. Yay new update(ukoku)

"So just void me,
Speak of what we'll never be.
Sorries are yours,
So this time you can come closer,
Hurt my garden,
Shrine of you.
Violence will bleed us,
Emerging into this fatallity.
I've crawl my way back from your reallity."

~Sirasion


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Liz is my new hero. All her posts are like little beatiful po3ms.

you have literally no significance in my life anymore and i DONT WANT to be your friend.
i have friends.
i have people that care about me,
people that are good to me,
people i grow with,
people i value,
people that value me,
i have people i cant live without
and people i wish i didn't know
in my life.


Is this one a poem? I can't tell.

i can make you laugh,
like you never have.
i can see that in your eyes.
you dont move shit out of your car for me,
or wash your hair.
but you make eye contact with me and walk over,
where ever we are.
you are everything i'm not,
and so much i hope i could be.
i find myself idolizing you,
but i didnt invite you in when you turned of your car.
ha! you love my name?
god, thats so lame.
im just glad your not another sam.

i dont think i want to get to know you,
then youll just break my fantasy,
and i'm always happier living that way.



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Michelle is ny OTHER new hero. She also posts like this.

And we'll fill our pockets up and sink down with everything we've
felt and seen, we'll explore the mysteries of life and why it hurts to love
And in a way, the comfort that we're striving for, in the end will be
Ignored,
I still think it's worth the risk
even though that love and loss and
Tears and joy
are just a different type of war,
it's true eveyone must
Leave,
but I think it's who you hold
inside your heart that keeps you warm,
While they've gone away


That's her bio, actually.

But they tried to question my insight
And I start to blister without
Flowing through my tongue starts to grow
Would you fucking try to calm down?
What else would you put me through
While I watched what happened to you?
Now you say I need to put it all away
Your regret keeps me going cause you beat me to it
You tell me how I should feel
Try and stop always changing what you want to see
Can you keep your higher ground when you look straight?
'Cause where we fall is where we rise ...


A real wrist-slitter, that was. But here's the best one:

the world is an ashtray,
we burn an coil like ciggerettes,
the more you cry
your ashes turn to mud.......

There is a dream inside a dream
I'm wide awake the more i sleep
And what i say is true
I went to God jsut to see.
But i was looking at me, yea.

so help me annylize.
When im god,
everyone dies


I think I'm weeping blood.

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22nd May, 2006. 2:26 am.(ukoku)

Thank you, Phillip. I was about due for an update.

I move slow
It doesn't mean
I don't get places
It doesn't even mean
I don't get places fast
But I move slow
With long strides
and the world
Doesn't understand this


~

Can ivory be made of silk?
Can the statue that is you flow
so easily into my daydreams?
Sweet angels should fall
to be fallen with you.


~

Plus this excellent one-liner:

I have fallen from the sun into the pit of serpents and find the pain much the same.

Me too.

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14th April, 2006. 7:36 pm.(ukoku)

Now this is short but the superfulous commas makes it count:

it hurts, so much, and i dont think i can take the pain

Plus, here was one of the replies:

I love you
I miss you too much
I can't wait until stupey poopey acadec is over so that i can see you again.
i miss you
I hope you live until i get to see you again
tell you what
your bday present to me can be not dieing so that i can see you again how about that?

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25th February, 2006. 9:29 pm.(ukoku)

HREE'S SOME SHIT

I Hate ME
by drama_nessa

As i feel the pain hit me,
I can feel myself Breaking up inside,
as people convinse me,
that im not normal,
i feel like im not wanted,
so whats the point in sticking around,
should i end it all,
or keep going through pain,
as i think to myself,
i reach for a sharp pointed blad,
as it starts to slide through my skin,
i dont feel the pain,
i cant feel the pain,
the pain is already there,
and i want that pain to dissapear,
that pain fads as i head for a drak hole,
i chose the worst,
and now i feel nothing at all.


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Relief.
by crimsontears2

Torn, lost, abandoned.
As soon as you turned your back I rebelled
The blade ran over my skin
And protruded to reveal the emotion
That I lack

I want you to help me
Save me
Rescue my soul
From the downward spiral
that it's heading toward

However, I reject your support
Your help
I want to die inside.
If my life isn't perfect
I feel it worthless to attempt

*It's getting worse- what should I do?*


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Tonight.
by crimsontears2

I have an exam tomorrow and I'm really stressed.
I'm scared that I'm going to cut- like somehow I feel that it's coming...
Do you ever have that feeling?
Like you know that it's time for you're cutting fix?

Sometimes I look forward to those nights when I bleed
Because I can feel again...
My world is complete-
Yet only for a single moment
The emotion- I feel.



WELL THAT WAS FUCKING FUN!!!!!1

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23rd February, 2006. 11:32 am.(ukoku)

Bout time for an update! I can't decide whether I want to give each poem here a different post, or if I want to keep each day's poems together. I'll probably switch back and forth.

Kristina gives us a few words.

It's not the shorter story. There is love and glory... all set up inaccurately.
All waiting to fall once more.
I see it all again.
It will happen.
You will be dead to me again.
Only if I don't do what I have to do.

So let me do what I have to do so it won't happen...


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#2

Subject: "Hold on Tight" - An Original Poem
Time: 12:21 am.
Mood: creative.

It's been a long time since I've seen you,
a long time since I've held you close,
it's been a long time since you were here,
and each day I grow more morose,
without you I'm crying,
I'm falling and breaking,
without you I'm dying,
of that there's no mistaking...

Something inside this hollow little place,
makes me feel like it's all been worthwhile,
something about the beautiful face,
that's stuck with me through all of these trials,
I don't know what to say,
or what I can do,
what's blossoming today,
or what I am to you...

But hope lies renewed,
a faith in my own will,
a gift I'll take from you,
for some this gift would kill,
but now we see our staring out,
into the skies of night,
pieces of stars falling all around,
but we'll be fine if we both hold on tight...

By James Austin

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30th January, 2006. 10:54 am. BLJP Lesson One: Purchased Words(ukoku)

I just want to take a moment here to talk to you about what it is, really, that makes bad LJ poetry. Lesson one: Purchased Words.

We've all heard the phrase "twenty-five cent word", yes? Well, purchased words are any word that is purposefully placed to sound knowledgeable, poetically skilled, or pretentious. These words are judiciously sprinkled on LJ, not only because amature poetry is notoriously pretentious, but also because bloggers frequently have overexaggerated self-worth. (Exercise: Can you pick out the Purchased Words I used in the last sentence?)

Here's an example.

the shaft
music: something that rhymes

Blasted down a shaft of nasty thoughts. All the way down, sans secret plans to destroy my being. Seeing all there is to see, believe in me, I wish to be the maker of your destiny. I live in a world where nothing seems to fit. To your merit, though, your plans may be the secret to the ever-shifting void that destroyed the concept of fitting. I feel like quitting, so you can get on with your ruse.


Do you see the Purchased Words? Here's a short list: "sans", "destroy",

Purchased Words can be recognized in some of these ways:
-- Incorrect use (example: "sans")
PWs are often used incorrectly, since the user doesn't actually know how to use them.
-- Frequency (example: "secret")
When a user discovers a PW new to them, they try to slip it in as much as possible.
-- Poeticness (example: "destiny")
Words that have been successful in other poems can be used repeatedly.
-- Pretentiousness (example: "ruse")
Because sounding smarter than other people is a great way to better yourself.

Purchased Words are an important ingredient to the Bad LJ Poetry recipe. Try mixing a few in the next time your miasmic emotions drive you to type.

~*~

On a personal note, I fucking hate the word "ruse". "Ruse" just screams "Quick! Punch me in the face!" Don't ever use this word in conversation with me, ever. In fact, don't even think it near me, because my RuseDar will go off and you'll get a punch in the face.

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30th January, 2006. 10:10 am.(ukoku)

Been a-scannin' the communities again.


I have a secret that contains two keys...
I didn't know how special those keys were.
One I gave away thinking it was real...
I guess I should have waited just a little longer,
Before I gave it and let him in.

But now I have one left to give...
I hesitate, not because I don't love you.
But because if I give it to you I have no more...
So before I hand it over, you must promise me.
If I give you the key and you no longer wish to stay....
Give me back my key.

The last person destroyed the key...
But here is the key to open the secret.
The secret is my heart.

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