BYC Poetry Club!

[miss heny]

sanity is a many things
many claim they have it
but trully few do


meh wanted to type something...

 

[Mr MKK FARMS]

Quote:
Good!

 

[BantamFan4Life]

May I join? I'm more of a songwriter but I have some poems.

Sure!

 

[Fierlin1182]

Heheh, I'm not sure if these could be called "poems" per se, but I make these up to help with revision. Mostly in chemistry. I have a wide variety.

Chloroethane was a happy gas
His single bonds were strong; alas

Hydroxide came when it was hot
And ethanol was in the pot

Hydroxide took a H away
So Chlorine didn't want to stay

Now poor old Ethene's bonds are new
He's hybridised as sp-2...

 

[Beaky Buzzard]

Heheh, I'm not sure if these could be called "poems" per se, but I make these up to help with revision. Mostly in chemistry. I have a wide variety.

Chloroethane was a happy gas
His single bonds were strong; alas

Hydroxide came when it was hot
And ethanol was in the pot

Hydroxide took a H away
So Chlorine didn't want to stay

Now poor old Ethene's bonds are new
He's hybridised as sp-2...

that is....... awesome!

 

[Fierlin1182]

Heheh, I'm not sure if these could be called "poems" per se, but I make these up to help with revision. Mostly in chemistry. I have a wide variety.

Chloroethane was a happy gas
His single bonds were strong; alas

Hydroxide came when it was hot
And ethanol was in the pot

Hydroxide took a H away
So Chlorine didn't want to stay

Now poor old Ethene's bonds are new
He's hybridised as sp-2...

that is....... awesome!

Awwe, thanks!
It was The Original chemistry joke, that gave rise to many more in its wake...

 

[Chickenfan4life]

Gloom and grim despair grips my aching heart
As slowly, bit by bit, I begin to fall apart.

My shattered world caving in around me;
The screams of my past jeering, mocking that which I cant see...

I try to get a grip, take ahold of my life,
But try as I may I cant get away from this consuming strife.

And so I succumb to the darkness of my depression,
And to say I quickly realize that I never really resisted it is a true confession.

The things I've been told I no longer believe to be true.
Family, friends, I'm done with them, I'm through!

It seems to me that the only existing peace and joy is when I am alone,
And so I have become so numb, so distant, solitary, so gone...

I once asked, "Please don't hate me because I'm different, don't hate me because I'm weird."
But that isn't as I wish, for I am mocked, as I once feared.

And so the lonely consumes me, devours me,
I am without a life, without joy, for the most part... without me.


This is just a morbid little poem that kind of expresses my life.

Things haven't been real good for me as of late, and it's starting to feel like what I've written above. Note: When, at the end of my poem, I say "Without me", what I mean is that I have somewhat lost myself. I was different a long time ago. I seem personality-less because of being lonely, that seemingly consuming me. All that used to hold me up is now gone, and I fear I will one day entirely lose myself to the sadness that eats at me day by day.

Please, no criticism or saying what I may need to do. I just need sympathy, or nothing.

 

[roostersandhens]

I wrote an okay poem about my 2 sick roosters

Bumblebee and Pip you roosters always my good friends,
but one day I saw you two seeming not so grand,
I looked at you my beautiful good boys,
my life was soon lacking of all the usual joys,
I see you weeping gasping for life,
I am holding back my tears for you are my friends,
I will not let go hope, I will not let go,
anything is possible my little soldiers,
Bumblebee and Pip, you are so very tough,
so never give up hope, no do not let go to all the life you have.