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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: aghorrorag]
#28497060 - 10/08/23 08:17 PM (8 months, 12 days ago) |
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https://www.shroomery.org/forums/showflat.php/Number/28455461
I didn’t know this was already here. My bad. These are the contents of the poetry thread I made. This one was after I was killed with a car. I called it
Slag
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GenesisCorrupted said: It’s slag it’s cracked It’s lumps and bumps and metal chunks Do you want to walk and talk? Oh, that’ll just make you slip & trip. You cannot look at the blue sky. You have to watch as cars pass by. If you don’t. You could die.
The desert
The fools stand idly by. Thinking nothing. As people die. Their money Worn as cloaks around them The planet earth can’t sustain us. Money won’t matter. When they come. To smash in your doors and tear you to pieces. You are now food. Your hands filled with paper. They will drag you outside. They will take you all the way. To the desert. Your home. The world you made for yourself. Where you doomed us all to be.
Father
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GenesisCorrupted said: I’m not you I am me You don’t like it but cant you see? An artist Not a worker bee?
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GenesisCorrupted said: The thunder storm
It can be scary. To hear someone having that much fun. Especially when they’re so quiet most the time. Their laughter can keep you up at night. But Let them thrash. Let them play. The next day will be clean. The air sweet and pure. The plants battered. Will grow more robust. So let the night be rauceous sometimes. It deserves to party too.
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Buster_Brown said: God is a Retard
God is retarded I know for a fact cuz the last will be first.
Give him enough rope and he will hang himself.
Aya 16 (tripped into the sea)
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GenesisCorrupted said: Flowing, rippling, oceans, dinosaurs, ripping, eating, tearing.
Jellyfish in space It has been digesting a planet for millennia.
The bone fish like a snake crawled across the ocean floor. Until it fell out into the sea that was space itself.
That poor creature fell into a black hole of its own, imagining that never existed again.
Solid black. Like a crystal. Intangible without form.
Where am I.
I try and get on my bed. Then I hit my head.
Black
Everything swirling. Dancing whirling in the sky
Diamonds rain down like fireworks.
I visited 1000 verandas.
I saw the moons Crestover a planet that will never exist
I am the leviathan.
My light is the sun in the abyss. I exist. That is my artistic statement.
The light show that I produce doesn’t need to be viewed by anyone.
It also doesn’t make it any less incredible to see.
This is what I will be. I will swim in the sea. The leviathan will be me.
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GenesisCorrupted said: I’ve seen your land. Your people are happy. But blood is on your hand. So tell me why someone as noble as you. Makes blood sport look so grand?
The king did sigh, His eyes closed as he began to stand. Not a single person should have to die. But before you cry. Let me tell you why.
If they did not die. A 1000 more in graves would lie. It is a great burden I have upon my head. But let them hate me. That is what I am for. Now , please put this to bed.
The Strap in moonlight
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GenesisCorrupted said: You asked for a bed You got a strap
You asked for more food. You got a smack
Only babies cry Grow up fast
If you need any help. Well, that’s too bad
A circle of salt Around a broken mirror
Your vision now could not be clearer
Snips and snails with puppy dog tails
Smoke can be bottled if you are quick
The last breath from a man thats sick
Buried under a Harvest Moon
The next morning wait for the loons croon
The nail from a coffin of an enemy
Anything to end this misery.
Once it is done.
The die has been cast.
Will you finally rest at last?
She can’t, She is empty.
Hate took everything at mass.
Edited by GenesisCorrupted (10/09/23 10:53 PM)
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They say That will be the day The pig flies away They pull you over Then they say “You’re driving a 5000 pound bullet” Before you can say hey He sniffles. His eyes always water. He just did some Coke. He smells what you’ve done. He knows what you smoked. Neither of us did something wrong. But one of us has to pay He has a gun. So I was the one. Hope he had a bad day Gwantawn!
Edited by GenesisCorrupted (10/09/23 10:01 PM)
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GenesisCorrupted said: Welcome to opposite world Where nothing makes sense Tell us what you do In the past tense We will know what you mean So let your words fly Because in opposite world To be alive is to die
https://www.shroomery.org/forums/showflat.php/Number/28498911
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: aghorrorag]
#28502731 - 10/13/23 02:37 AM (8 months, 8 days ago) |
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GenesisCorrupted said: This is a discussion about being ignored.
I ignore you You ignore that Some people hit They’re piñatas with A wiffleball bat Skies may be moody But I’m never gray You’ll find me and my friends. Swinging wiffle bat all day.
https://www.shroomery.org/forums/showflat.php/Number/28497760
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A poem of powdered toast
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GenesisCorrupted said: Shake a who? Shake a what? Someone take a look Inside of my butt There’s treasure inside. But you have to look close You’ll know your answers are near. When you smell powdered toast.

Written for powdered toast man
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GenesisCorrupted said: The man that knew too much
I knew a guy once Let’s call him Chuck He knew all the answers. But he ran out of luck. No matter what he did People couldn’t see. That our poor dear chuck Had taken far too much LSD
By Genesis
Edited by GenesisCorrupted (10/13/23 07:55 AM)
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When you stare at the sun For far too long It can make you feel small It can make your ruler feel long A lot of nonsense to you It looks pretty thin Might look very pretty Makes me grow a grin Of the most bitter of salt On this parade must be rain Indoctrination, not their fault Their objections a pain.
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syncro said: The earth bulge shadow would be night time. And what if the cloud layer is above the height of the mountain?
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GenesisCorrupted said: Those words don’t make sense bro.

unless! They are poetry.
Edited by GenesisCorrupted (10/13/23 08:48 AM)
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] 2
#28511301 - 10/20/23 01:24 AM (8 months, 1 day ago) |
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LXIV AMOR Profundæ latissimæque Veritates amandæ sunt, Sic ideo necesse est: Res maxima amanda est. Quidquam sitis bene scimus Cum nos id adeo explet, Cum alto hic movet imus: Res maxima omnis amor.
64 Loving
Of the deepest and widest truths They must eo ipso be loved, so therefore it's necessary: the greatest thing is to be loved. Whatever of thirst we know best when it fills us to such a point, this inmost with depth arouses: Love is the greatest thing of all
64 syllables, 8 lines, 8 letter titles
Plato is an art critic and Kant is Plato on crystal meth.
Ode to those passersby
To all those passersby Through glass gives phantasies Lines and rock with grass passes With signs and wood and trees And to those that pass by Of glances and hypnotic eyes Face pressed symbolic To night's lights or sun's rise So to those moments In travel and in place Phase out to the world One a glimpse of a face
-------------------- ☆✮★⋆I ♡ the music, not the bling⋆★✮☆ sodomy trials 𝕴𝖓 𝖓𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖓𝖎 𝖕𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖒𝖎 𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖚𝖒 𝖋𝖎𝖚𝖓𝖙. eí excalfíó kykeon
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: aghorrorag] 1
#28511633 - 10/20/23 11:13 AM (8 months, 1 day ago) |
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I once knew a man named Phil His friends all thought him a pill So one day he thought he’d see How he felt on LSD But he had a hard start. He made a mistake when he did fart But it did make him think How all that time he’d been a fink Now that pill isn’t such a phil anymore.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: aghorrorag]
#28513366 - 10/21/23 06:44 PM (8 months, 19 minutes ago) |
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The only reason I haven’t stolen yet Is because im still making my mask ^.~
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I think I got blocked by a guy I’m looking for a renter on the fly. He read I would check if he’d lie. Made them pass me by I guess now he doesn’t get to make me die!
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: aghorrorag] 1
#28514664 - 10/22/23 08:12 PM (7 months, 29 days ago) |
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Stanley the cat.
A roley poly macaroni Thick brick of love I caught you on the stove When I stomp you ran away But on catnip fruits did you lay A tennis ball to kick Some gravy to lick Tender beast rest easy now Tommorow is another day to meow.
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Thread Killers, Shroomery‘s Most Lethal [Re: aghorrorag]
#28518964 - 10/26/23 02:07 PM (7 months, 26 days ago) |
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This never ending thread is a door. The more you walk through it. The amount needed is more. It doesn’t rain here. It can only pour. After you enter. You realize it’s not a game. Because nothing can ever be the same.GC
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Drop me into the ocean of blankets. Poor tiny pillows upon me like drops of water.
Bring me a sun so I can hold it in my pocket. Before letting it go back into the sky.
Love and warmth.
Blankets around. Swathed Wrapped Tucked ^.~
I am no longer cold.😮💨
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3 minds meld, to the crackle of coals. A connection long held, this collection of souls.


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Re: The Offical Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Lithop] 3
#28527224 - 11/02/23 10:20 PM (7 months, 18 days ago) |
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Not mine but I liked it.
Considering that, all hatred driven hence, The soul recovers radical innocence And learns at last that it is self-delighting, Self-appeasing, self-afrighting, And that its own sweet will is heaven's will; She can, though every face should scowl And every windy quarter howl Or every bellows burst, be happy still
This is mine
The planets Cold and far away Their silence makes me sad The old sun Our great and terrible father The reach of his arm makes me afraid The ground is not solid I push and it moves Suspended in nothing Following one who follows another and so on Where are we going?
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halfass mycology
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Re: The Offical Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: GenericHero] 6
#28546416 - 11/17/23 11:44 AM (7 months, 4 days ago) |
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The Annals of Mysticism
In trial and teaching, the fair Mystic’s head Ascends to the Heavens, where he’s live and dead To tabulate tallies, the Gods he implore The psychotic gallantry deplores to abhor
In goodness and grace, the perennial truth Comes unto this agent, the cosmical sleuth Heroic to heal, and bless and advise The milieu of the Mystic, the world of the wise!
-------------------- Vi Veri Universum Vivus Vici
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Re: The Offical Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] 2
#28557299 - 11/26/23 02:22 PM (6 months, 26 days ago) |
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with my spare time, I spiral stair climb
to research cybernetics & spider genetics
I want to go out like Dillinger step out of the cinema with my finger on the cylinder
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In the province of the mind, what one believes to be true is true or becomes true, within certain limits to be found experientially and experimentally. These limits are further beliefs to be transcended. In the mind, there are no limits.- John C. Lilly
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: aghorrorag] 1
#28561556 - 11/30/23 12:10 AM (6 months, 22 days ago) |
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Clothes
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GenesisCorrupted said: Beauty is pain Clothing is vanity It is everything It is nothing You look good! Now take it off…
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verpa mea
masculus non est femina. sicut vir virum amo non quia is ut mulier est, sed quia homo est. homo sum. amo lumbum pilosum eius, natem et penem, et natum. Quomodo ille esset vere femina? Solum istud.
Google translate will botch the hell out of this. Enjoy if you can lol
Verpa mea means my erect dick, and it is feminine, but that's all I'll say
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