The Lly and Slur Emo Poetry Thread

[Slur]

The idea for this basically started in Nayru after I said I was an emo who sits in a cornfield evey night wondering if Sasuke loves me. Lly gave me a mean look so I resorted to writing poetry (while hating my life). This thread is suppose to be depressing fun from the two of us.

The poems I am posting were made spur of the moment so I have no idea what the hell they mean ^____^

Emo Thoughts
Ambiance of black; heart of white
humans:
pawns being pushed down the board.
Twilight bites, twilight scratches
my heart:
tender but an infinite void.

Lonely
I cut.
I cry.
How wide, a bed with none beside?

Dedicated to HurriPen
A Hurricane of hate nipped my soul;
a Pen scribbed over my emotions.
Yet ill did I not feel.

[Lly]

Our poetry is incomparable. It's true.


Slur: A Portrait
Oh Slur
You cur
I seek to make you totally uber-sad
It seems
my dream
Has come true 'cause you're feeling mighty bad.
Today
I say
That I like to make people quiet upset.
Although
I know
That that's about as evil as it gets.

A Sheezy Reqiuem on Razorblades
Oh the blade!
How it doth perice me skin
It's to make
me bleed from within.
For how else
can one express pain
but to slash-
slash again and again.
And so now
The tears well in my eyes
For the pain
It has caused me to cry.

A Sonnet
Thou, love, hast told me I must live my life
But with you gone, what life is there to live?
From dawn to dusk my soul is weighed with strife
For you have taken all I'd had to give.
In day I toil aimlessly, in daze,
With eyes half-lidded, and their drooping brims.
In nights I drink myself into a haze
Pois'ning myself with gluttony and sin.
And when my old friends pass me in the street,
Glances are fleeting, and they hurry by
For as I walk, I drag my corpse's feet
It pains them so to see me moan and sigh.
However, though I am in quite a rut,
At least I'm not with you, because you suck.

[Marty0]

Good job guys. Made me sad.

[Slur]

Lly: My Love
You are beaconing light Lly
yet why does doth cause me to cry?
I would do anything to be in your embrace
'thousand miles would I walk to kiss the cheek of your face.
No more can I go through my life
may I ask: will you be my wife?
So close, yet so far are you and I...
Oh my dearest sweet little Lly.

Lacrimoso in Blood Minor
I tickle my violin
vibrato pouring forth
frigidly they cut
vermillion blood
trickles down
sound of
love.

Colors of the E
Blood of ebony;
face of Ivory.
Crimson roses;
celadon thorns.
Rage of Indigo;
Bliss of saffaron.
Sieena stones;
cerulean skies.
Soul of none;
Chromatic the heart.

[Moop]

I love it!

I want a t-shirt.

[Ozzy]

Originally Posted by Lly

A Sheezy Reqiuem on Razorblades
Oh the blade!
How it doth perice me skin
It's to make
me bleed from within.
For how else
can one express pain
but to slash-
slash again and again.
And so now
The tears well in my eyes
For the pain
It has caused me to cry.

I like this one.

Other than that, keep trying. My tear ducts haven't gotten a workout in a while.

[The Shademan]

As another perpetrator of senselessly emo poetry, I have to say, a good deal of these are well-made and fun reads, if not indulgent in their pure emosity. I am entertained. I will warn you, though; some of these are so emo you actually may be bordering on self-satire. Is that your intention?

[Lly]

Originally Posted by Prince Shade

Is that your intention?

Of course.
Every word of them was completely and utterly ironic.
At least, every word of mine.

[Margar]

these are pure genius
very amusing