Invoyable

lmao yeah that's too much like Shakespearean Sonnet or w/e (had to read the boring, boring Romeo and Juliet this year)

Liist

It wasn't like a Shakespearean Sonnet, it is a Shakespearean Sonnet.

If you're going to rip someone off, at least pick an obscure poet that's not so good.

Sungchul

This is a poem that I wrote for my friend in her yearbook. Her name is Rose. She is of Irish descent and is quite pink/red naturally.

You Rose are red,
While violets are blue.
And when we part ways,
I know I'll be too.

southeasttitan

LOL, you idiots, do you think I was serious? It's one of Shakespeare's most popular sonnets.

I just want to reiterate, though it's pretty obvious: people at CC have no sense of humor.

doctordestiny

Poetry in ostentatious form
Written so smoothly
Like a frozen lake of winter
But underneath this enigmatic aura
And this unflagging rhythm
Lies the simple truth
Of the simple lie
That this is but prose
Chopped up
In
Random places.

pramirez184

she was a ho
fo sho

Invoyable

lmao dude I had no idea it was from sheakespare it just sounded like one; I never read so I wouldn't know. x.X

paki786

Like a small bird learning how to fly,
I took on a difficult mission.
I could have taken an easy path.
But I decided to walk another mile.
A bird wants freedom,
Not her mother to carry her everywhere.

On and on and on I went on.
It seemed not to come to me.
I looked up at the sky and was about to say good bye.
I fell down with sweat on my forehead
And blood on my knees.
I started to cry and sigh.
It felt as if the sky was falling.
On and on and on I went on.

I took off once again with the thought of the sunlight through the window
And this time I started to fly.
At first, I feared of falling in the hole again,
But I kept my head up and continued my way.
I soared and leaped with the increase of my inner-self.
I made a fist and sat up straight.
Now nothing can break me until I shatter myself.
I became better, faster, and stronger with the navigation of this wilderness.
I became the king of the world.

kwu

Wars and a man I sing--an exile driven on by Fate
He was the first to flee the coast of Troy
Destined to reach Lavinian shores and Italian soil.
Yet many blows he took on land and sea from the gods above--
thanks to cruel Juno's relentless rage--and many losses
he bore in battle too, before he could found a city,
bring his gods to Latium, source of the Latin race,
the Alban lords, and the high walls of Rome.

Tell me,
Muse, how it all began. Why was Juno outraged?
What could wound the Queen of the Gods with all her power?
Why did she force a man--so famous for his devotion,
to brave such rounds of hardship, bear such trials?
Can such rage inflame the immortals' hearts?

=)

Liist

Roses are red
Violets are blue
something something something
and so are you

rmadden15

Roses are red
Coal is black
Why is your chest
As flat as your back?