Let me ask you all a question. Have you ever felt massive amounts of some unspecified emotion that you need to expel?
Well, this is the answer you've all been waiting for!
FrostFyre's Poetry Dump Thread™
Feeling some angst? No problem! Let it all out, right here, right now!
This is not restricted to simple poetry! Let your creativity flow like some kind of flowing thing that contains a watery substance, numerous bends, and various aquatic wildlife.
So, poems, prose, short stories, long stories, angst-ridden confessions from the depths of your heart, or whatever.
Dump it here. And I'll judge you, as a certain main once judged me.
With no accuracy, information, research, or any actual conscious thought.
I'm not serious. Or am I? I don't even know anymore.
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So come, my clanmates! Come one, come all!
And to kick things off, I'll start with a little poem that I like to call...
An Ode To EvilStealthWarrior
Oh, EvilStealthWarrior
How could you ever cause
One to feel sorrier?
Once, I would gladly have shouted, under your rule
"Ein Volk, ein Reich, ein Führer!"
Before I realised you
For what you were
A fool
A fool, as was the commander
Of a certain Reich of the Third
And it does
not pain me to say
That your criticisms, on poetry
Are lower than turd
For once I was jolly
Truly feeling quite gay
When you shat
All over my feelings
And ruined my day
And so, for you, good sir
I will go one step further
And readily, willingly, prepare
To invoke Godwin's law
Not only will I call you a cur
A coward, and, in words good and true
A supressor of creativity, ethnicity, sensibility
All of that, and a fool
If only you were wise
If only you were good and true
Then these odd comparisons
I would not be making
I would not be lampshading
But no Führer are you
The charisma you lack
The same with the tact
Your oratory skill?
Ninety-nine it is not
It should be a crime
And this is no rhyme
When it could be
It should be
And so I will repeat
Once more, once again
That you, sir, you feat
Of ignorance, you
Shall never even reach
The levels of tact, of the Reich
Of their foreign policy
For those I compare to you, were at least clever
When suppression, they did bring
Not some wild, directionless thing
And so, we have reached the fifth verse
Or fifth stanza, I forgot my structure
And so, I uttered a curse
A curse which should not be heard
By the ears of all that is good
Enough with that, however
Comparing you to
Großdeutsches Reich, infamous as ever
Does not require me, to even
attempt to be clever
In fact, as soon as Godwin's law I did invoke
I should have shut up, and simply not spoke
It is too late now, good sir, for I must charge onwards
Head first, to the mud, through the law of Godwin's
And return to the insult
Your charmless tact
Tactless charm
At first I thought
It caused no harm
And then I realised
That it was the sort
Of mindless stupidity
Over which a certain war was fought
Mindless, meaningless
The persecution you bring
The lack of thought, the lack of retort
Brings to mind, a sort of directionless evil
Evil with direction, is at least, ordered
But you, EvilStealthWarrior
Should feel a whole lot sorrier
As your mindlessness
Your thoughtlessness
Lack of direction
And petty, miserly evil
Only chaos, it will bring
But to you sir, I intend this in jest
Even so, it gets it off my chest
And although I did not even go close
To expressing
Those terrible thoughts on my mind
Of knives and screams and tortures of all kinds
I think I managed, to stay quite mild
As I imagined you wailing like some bratty child
And with this, with this mild poetic insult
I hope that I, can shove this message down your throat
Creativity, is not something I lack
And that you could use
Some fucking tact
...
...
Love you bro.
End.
All right, I think I got a little bit of some unspecified emotion out of myself.
And that may have been the shittiest thing I ever invested 541 words in, but whatever.
Please, dump your little poetic creations here.
