Do any of you write poetry? Post those poems, anon. We won't

Robots aren't creative enough to make art or confident enough to go through with their ideas

If your "poem" is written without adherence to meter or rhythm, if it's written in free verse, just throw it in the trash.

don't let yourself get stuck
okay?
and if you begin to feel
as if you are....
jump
jump right on into outer space
float amongst the stars
maybe that will change your
perspective
you can look down
and realize
the earth is still spinning
the sun is still rising
on the ground the flowers are
blooming
in the sky the stars
are shining
and when you're ready
you can float back down
just don't let yourself get stuck, okay?
things will be alright
don't let yourself get stuck

Pants, jeans, capris, and shorts
Take em off for your cohorts
Hornets nest
Go on
Take stab
Pull em up
Close the tab
Come on bro
that's the tenth time this week
Don't wake her up
You both tryin to sleep
You don't need a peep, but you hear a beep
Jeepers!
You can't rest now
The whores awake
Cheatin and Chattin like a Fancy Clown
Expose it
Show your crown to a crowd
Is this what you want?
Is this all there is to life?
No wife
Just that hedonistic strife
No work 'cept tryin to get it
Leading to total unfullfillment
Fulfill
Huh, that's a funny word
Should probably do that with your girl
That's sad, boy
That's your whole world
You're out catching floozies
This shit would any decent girl hurl
That's what they want, what they need
At least that's what you think you freak
Maybe this whole thing is a waste of ink
A true chink in the skin to skin
Thoughts on girls suck
Just throw it in the bin
Thots whores sluts
There's no way to win
Woah man, woman ain't nothin to fuck with
Wish I would learn my lesson before I'm in the sky
Shooting star
Fuck it, I'm pullin out in my car

>>38945491
Bitches ain't shit
But hoes and tricks
Lick on the balls
And suck the dick
Get the fuck out
after you're done

Victim to a Throne:

Static maroon velvet,
Plagued by unrest.
High atop, here among the others-
Victim to a throne.

The bodies they hone,
The seeds they've sewn,
Here among the others-
Scorched by a friendly fire.

How terribly tired.
And for what is there to bother?
"Tomorrow's hope is always higher,"
The truth poured from the liar.
The words formed senselessly--
Bound by arbitrary meaning.

The deeds obscured by just this screening,
Faster, the hours feeding.
Here among the others-
Somehow... fantastic.

The gentrified entities are plastic,
Every mind-- brilliantly elastic.
Here among the others-
Lost in libraries.

All classes- primaries.
Endlessly driven by a somber lust.
And along-- confidently ferried,
Their lives are buried.
A life crept by-- in less than stanzas-
Living a silent legacy.

And what can you see?
A passive insincerity.
Here among the others-
Ignoring the phone.

And why not?
That bitter wind has blown.
Here in the clouds, among the others-
Victim to a throne.

>>38946037
This sounds like something MF DOOM would write. Any inspiration from him?

>>38946111
I like this, anon. Good job

>>38946037
>>38946131
Noticed the Doom reference in this in "Fancy Clown"

>>38945491
I'm starving.

Eternal internal whirring, revving

I'm starving, stuck, lost, leaving my emotions stark fucking naked on r9k

wrote 4 today, here's one, it's called "Dirt"

The laminate is caked
with dirt.
My feet too,
though I barely walk.
I vegetate in front of a monitor
day in, day out.
"You must be really smart!"
No,
I'm just pissed off.
Sick of the shit,
and it is shit,
don't let anyone ever tell you different.

Your wife's with you because you're the best
she could get,
and vice-versa --
sad harmony.
You got a nice job?
Six figures?
Ooh! Seven!
Could've done better,
had you been someone else.

I'm no different.
Fact of the matter is,
I'm worse.
There's nothing to apply.
I'm not a waste.
I was never something.
Dropped into someone else's life--
their delusions, not mine.
I don't allow myself such luxuries.

I know I'm dirty.
Not heartless-- the opposite.
Read in between and you might get sick.

The wood grain is taunting
like your smug, fuckin' ass.
I'd bet you'd lap up your own shit and go
digging
in your colon for seconds.
You love your things don't you?
I do too.
I love to see the look on your face.
That dirty look.
That caked face.
Looks like a good place to walk.

>>38946444
The true winner of this thread

Nice trips

Here's a /pol/em for you

>I am but a simple farmer tending to my memes
>We all know that common jet fuel cannot melt steel beams
>The shills, blue pills and globalists would have our people thinking
>That the rights and numbers of our race are not rapidly shrinking

>>38945699
reminds me a bit of benedetti's "no te salves"

>>38945699
THIS IS SOME SHITASS SIMPLYNKENNA GARBAGE I SEE U

>>38946553
Yeah? Thanks. Personally I liked,

>>38945613

Really liked the flow of it.

yung and free just tryna get aids
eatin totinos out the trash bin
poz fag lookin back on the totino days
older now but still runnin against the wind