What is your favorite poem?

[HydroBolt 15]

Now my turn

 

Tanki's so cool,

My bro likes blue;

He drinks glue,

I just don't have any clue;

Coz i am new..

 

Just wrote whatever i had in my mind

very nice!

[HydroBolt 15]

i like it

;)

so do i xD  

[robble56 117]

no and no.

 

have nothing with poems , wont ever get something with it. theyre freaking boring.

[Finesse 968]

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Sugar is sweet

And so are you

 

But the roses are wilting

The violets are dead

The sugar bowl's empty

And so is your head

lolololol

[vanshajwore 324]

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I am here

To ban all of you  ;)  !

like! rofl! :lol:

[ArcticCow 454]

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I am here

To ban all of you  ;)  !

Man... Thats the bet poem i ever heard. IT should be in my fav list coz poems bore me but your one made me laugh.

[red_tank_the_best 300]

roses are red

my tank is red

the enemy is red

I am king

this poem doesnt rhyme

garlic bread

~

By

I'm red too :P

[Lollycat 62]

The morning I heard the bells a-ringing,

A certain light ran o’er the hills blazing,

Hidden from the light, a stone is swinging.

They have a constant search, always phasing.

 

Prints marked the white, soon becoming black soot,

Not one cared to see one mark’d so scarcely

The bruteness was not from the lion’s foot

But from the people, their reactions barely.

 

Once affection was shown, then it is not.

An endless fight full of passionate rites

But to what degree shall one be hung taut?

The dark shall not care about the seen sights.

 

The heart of ice is cold, yet there is fear.

In this rushing night, I accept with tears.

 

                                              Headstones by Rebecca Bestwick... It is in an English Sonnet form.

[xxEIyxx 22]

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I am here

To ban all of you  ;)  !

Good one! ^^

[HydroBolt 15]

 

The morning I heard the bells a-ringing,

A certain light ran o’er the hills blazing,

Hidden from the light, a stone is swinging.

They have a constant search, always phasing.

 

Prints marked the white, soon becoming black soot,

Not one cared to see one mark’d so scarcely

The bruteness was not from the lion’s foot

But from the people, their reactions barely.

 

Once affection was shown, then it is not.

An endless fight full of passionate rites

But to what degree shall one be hung taut?

The dark shall not care about the seen sights.

 

The heart of ice is cold, yet there is fear.

In this rushing night, I accept with tears.

 

                                              Headstones by Rebecca Bestwick... It is in an English Sonnet form.

 

nice one really good

[AkiliW 210]

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I am here

To ban all of you  ;)  !

I think that in your spare time you garden, taste fine cheeses, and have a rapidly growing teddy bear collection.

 

But no, really, here is mine, as best as I can rember it.

 

 

roses are red

my tank is red

this poem doesnt rhyme

garlic bread 

 

By the one and only P.E.R.F.E.C.T.I.O.N

[EuzLo 491]

Yeh I don't like poems ...

[Valletta 834]

Constantly risking absurdity

                                             and death

            whenever he performs

                                        above the heads

                                                            of his audience

   the poet like an acrobat

                                 climbs on rime

                                          to a high wire of his own making

and balancing on eyebeams

                                     above a sea of faces

             paces his way

                               to the other side of day

    performing entrechats

                               and sleight-of-foot tricks

and other high theatrics

                               and all without mistaking

                     any thing

                               for what it may not be

 

       For he's the super realist

                                     who must perforce perceive

                   taut truth

                                 before the taking of each stance or step

in his supposed advance

                                  toward that still higher perch

where Beauty stands and waits

                                     with gravity

                                                to start her death-defying leap

 

      And he

             a little charleychaplin man

                                           who may or may not catch

               her fair eternal form

                                     spreadeagled in the empty air

                  of existence

 

 

~ Lawrence Ferlinghetti - "Constantly Risking Absurdity"

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No, I didn't mess up the formatting, this is how the poem itself is written. Post-modernism right there for ya.

I had to recite this for literature class earlier this year, I still think its a rather nice poem.

[HydroBolt 15]

 

Constantly risking absurdity

and death

whenever he performs

above the heads

of his audience

the poet like an acrobat

climbs on rime

to a high wire of his own making

and balancing on eyebeams

above a sea of faces

paces his way

to the other side of day

performing entrechats

and sleight-of-foot tricks

and other high theatrics

and all without mistaking

any thing

for what it may not be

 

For he's the super realist

who must perforce perceive

taut truth

before the taking of each stance or step

in his supposed advance

toward that still higher perch

where Beauty stands and waits

with gravity

to start her death-defying leap

 

And he

a little charleychaplin man

who may or may not catch

her fair eternal form

spreadeagled in the empty air

of existence

 

 

~ Lawrence Ferlinghetti - "Constantly Risking Absurdity"

---

No, I didn't mess up the formatting, this is how the poem itself is written. Post-modernism right there for ya.

I had to recite this for literature class earlier this year, I still think its a rather nice poem.

 

lovely thank you for the contribution 

[LividTanki 7]

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Faces like yours belong in a zoo

But don't worry - I'll be there too

Not in a cage, but laughing at you

Nice insult :P

[blackadiyan 5]

I like tanki

Because its fancy

Ricochet is bouncy

And everyone is crazy,

and sometimes its freaky.

chiken fry!!!

[Strange_Name 7]

I hate you

You hate me

Lets just team up

To kill barney

With a bullet down his head

and a knife across his neck

we will kill each other too

hate you

Edited April 4, 2014 by Strange_Name

[HydroBolt 15]

I hate you

You hate me

Lets just team up

To kill barney

With a bullet down his head

and a knife across his neck

we will kill each other too

hate you

ok good attempt but....really?

[LividTanki 7]

As i gaze into her liquid gold eyes

Poetry radiates from her warm soul

Her lips brush mine and we soar through the skies

Pardon seizes me and I loose control

 

-some guy obvious I did it

 

 

Give this to yo lover

Edited April 10, 2014 by LividTanki

[LividTanki 7]

B- we are the bestest friends

F-well never die again

other F-I didn't mean to bend and I want to defend our frrrendddshippppp

[TrAnZiTioNzHD 0]

that's very food ^^ 

[LividTanki 7]

Gambaling is bad illegal and wrong

Gambaling is bad illegal and wrong

In China a popular last name is Wong

So never gamble it's a road to disaster.

[B.FES 2]

 

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,

 

 

 

And sorry I could not travel both

 

 

 

And be one traveler, long I stood

 

 

 

And looked down one as far as I could

 

 

 

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

 

         5

 

  

 

Then took the other, as just as fair,

 

 

 

And having perhaps the better claim

 

 

 

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

 

 

 

Though as for that, the passing there

 

 

 

Had worn them really about the same,

 

  10

 

  

 

And both that morning equally lay

 

 

 

In leaves no step had trodden black.

 

 

 

Oh, I marked the first for another day!

 

 

 

Yet knowing how way leads on to way

 

 

 

I doubted if I should ever come back.

 

  15

 

  

 

I shall be telling this with a sigh

 

 

 

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

 

 

 

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,

 

 

 

I took the one less traveled by,

 

 

 

And that has made all the difference.

 

[sky128 327]

Gambaling is bad illegal and wrong

Gambaling is bad illegal and wrong

In China a popular last name is Wong

So never gamble it's a road to disaster.

You didnt make that hhh

You took that from a TV Show called

Sam and Cat

[Miley.Cyrus 4]

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I twerk 

Better than you