Qui Devorat's poetry corner.

And here I stand
The abyss of knowledge
The consuming void
Hungering from within.

For a simple poem
I wish to do
All those who aspire
For something from me
All that is required
To draw me to your cause
Is a question.

And so this void
Shall enlighten you
And make your journey
An unkillable memory.



Decided to do something otherwise than the usual rhymes. :p
 
The meter is a little odd in the middle, but other than that it came out wonderfully. In an unrelated note you should jump back into TFC we could use some cursed fire in the new arena.
 
Matsu said:
The meter is a little odd in the middle, but other than that it came out wonderfully. In an unrelated note you should jump back into TFC we could use some cursed fire in the new arena.
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In a mo, but first, what makes you think that it was weird in the middle?
....
Is it Malcolm?
 
Qui Devorat said:
In a mo, but first, what makes you think that it was weird in the middle?
....
Is it Malcolm?
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Meter was poor choice of word. I meant more, I can see that you are having some issue breaking out of the strictly rhyming world. There are a few slant and pseudo rhymes in the middle stanza. I would say try writing some sonnets, they can help break you out of your usual structure.
 
Matsu said:
Meter was poor choice of word. I meant more, I can see that you are having some issue breaking out of the strictly rhyming world. There are a few slant and pseudo rhymes in the middle stanza. I would say try writing some sonnets, they can help break you out of your usual structure.
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Well that was my first try of course.
But I'm learning terrifyingly fast, as you can see.
 
Qui Devorat said:
Well that was my first try of course.
But I'm learning terrifyingly fast, as you can see.
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Breaking into rhymeless poetry is hard. I recommend looking into some Harlem-Renaissance poetry, or some ballads to try and see what you can work on.
 
I cast a gaze
To my followers,
A knotted maze
For they make the unfazed faze
They aren't the kind of guys
That make you want to spew
Like those damn dirty apes
That throw their own poo.
For they are the champions
Full of untold glories
I'm just only the bard
That immortalises their stories
Like some famous artists
Like @Milt69466
Adding a fine flavour to them
Better than a twix
And the mad scientist @darthmorf
Who's potent little brew
Is like the red potion
As those who can drink it are few
And the mod-master himself!
For it is @Omnir
Growing in popularity and wealth
Having reached God-Tier
And here's the D&D master
It's mr @Matsu
Popping out of the woodwork
Without a cue
For he's a sneaky one
The sneakiest of all
And here comes @TerrariamcSwaggins
Standing proudly tall.
And Mr @TCRanch and @Samrux
One appearing in his dungeon gear
The other might be in an ironed tux.

And I wish to all my followers,
To never sink to despair.
For in this place,
Everything is fair.
 
Qui Devorat said:
I cast a gaze
To my followers,
A knotted maze
For they make the unfazed faze
They aren't the kind of guys
That make you want to spew
Like those damn dirty apes
That throw their own poo.
For they are the champions
Full of untold glories
I'm just only the bard
That immortalises their stories
Like some famous artists
Like @Milt69466
Adding a fine flavour to them
Better than a twix
And the mad scientist @darthmorf
Who's potent little brew
Is like the red potion
As those who can drink it are few
And the mod-master himself!
For it is @Omnir
Growing in popularity and wealth
Having reached God-Tier
And here's the D&D master
It's mr @Matsu
Popping out of the woodwork
Without a cue
For he's a sneaky one
The sneakiest of all
And here comes @TerrariamcSwaggins
Standing proudly tall.
And Mr @TCRanch and @Samrux
One appearing in his dungeon gear
The other might be in an ironed tux.

And I wish to all my followers,
To never sink to despair.
For in this place,
Everything is fair.
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Phew! Nice to see this good old place is back.
 
For @Wyverntamer and @Samrux
Here comes the two champions
One the master of Wyverns,
His badassery counted through history
And the challengers that he through burns.
And the other, Samrux
The undead Hulk
But he can move and smash things fast
Despite his armour's bulk.
But each were once the followers
Of fallen kings
So I wonder
"How will this liven up things?"
And so both close in
For a killing spree
No choice now fellas,
Fight, die or flee
And so we all step to the sides
For these implacable two of bone, flesh and tin
So place your bets, one and all!
Time for the smackdown to begin!
 
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For @TTStooge the Invincible

And now is the time
To eat that bagel
But I am trying
To be lean and tall
For a fat Qui
Equals an unhappy me
And for something different,
It is time
To talk about dragons
While busting a rhyme.
Their heads, their paws
Their wings and claws
Adorable little lizards aren't they
But instead of a coffin,
We'll bury you in an ash tray.
So now that...thing....in the corner
Luckily someone killed it
Don't know why there's a mourner.
But it used to terrify the forums
With its "Huehuehue!"
Bursting out of Stooge's message
On his cue.
 
Qui Devorat said:
For @TTStooge the Invincible

And now is the time
To eat that bagel
But I am trying
To be lean and tall
For a fat Qui
Equals an unhappy me
And for something different,
It is time
To talk about dragons
While busting a rhyme.
Their heads, their paws
Their wings and claws
Adorable little lizards aren't they
But instead of a coffin,
We'll bury you in an ash tray.
So now that...thing....in the corner
Luckily someone killed it
Don't know why there's a mourner.
But it used to terrify the forums
With its "Huehuehue!"
Bursting out of Stooge's message
On his cue.
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I love it!
 
I may not be able to not be able to rhyme,
But there are at least equal syllables this time,
But wait!
Give no hate,
Open the gate,
to a place which has been removed of all grime.

Yeah, nonsense from me! You are amazing poet. Well done, son (see? I rhyme!).
 
For @ZemmySix

Here comes the Frost legion
A bunch of killer snowmen
Picture the figure called Frosty
Except you're trying to stem
A pouring stab wound
As Frosty approaches with a knife
Oh well, you're doomed.
But a tiny figure through them sped
Wielding a special flamethrower
Making the horde deader than dead
Rushing through their attempts
To stab and shoot him to mush
A retorting blast of fire
Rending them to slush.
For this figure called Zemmy
It's just another day
For they invaded his turf
And now have to pay.
 
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