*Chicken Tamers Chat Thread*

Poetry is a sham
To escape what is true
Thou art a fool
If verily you knew (Unless you verily knew)
That not everything (everyone) is as oblivious
As timbuktu

(Doesn't make sense, just thought of it on the spot. We did poetry last semester, argh metaphors are hard)

...Stop hating...

Do you believe it?
 
Cold, wet, running for my life
Whoa! Watch out, I got me a knife
Lost my Commando unit, gonna smoke a pipe
Yea, that’s right I don’t know how to snipe


Hold on a sec, gonna get me some back-up
So I don’t need to pack-up
Mayday, mayday, need an escort at Aceldama
When the fights over just come home to yo mama


Well, we got to finish up. What we started up
This sonnet is getting me hyped-up
Obama is the new Alienor
He gonna be given us some honor
When we come home with our baggage
Let em know we got the passage


(For School)
 
Consonance:
My furious friend
There is no need
Verily, your anger anguishes me
Like a terrible tide escaping the sea


Alliteration:
My Mentor bade me
To take the tools
But, busy was I
So, I said, ‘Sorry’




Metaphor:
My helmet of Islam
Protects me from all vices
Shows the path
To the one A_____ has blessed with


Personification:
The birds smile
The cats bark
The dog dances way
While the fish just gawk


Simile:
Anas rushed right at me
Knocking me back
Just like the winds
That were sent to Qaum-e-Aad



Hyperbole:
I saw a man as tall as the clouds
He had as many freckles as the moon had craters
He would talk in such a manner,
That everyone would become haters


Haiku:
I wish I could fly
Soaring through the bright blue sky
Sun shining on me


Apostrophe:
I looked you, oh sun
On a bright, summer day
I couldn’t look away
And, now I’ve lost my sight




Super Simile:

Vroom, Vroom, Vroom!
The cars take off
Knocking into each other as they try to hit the highway
One car takes the lead, ripping through the streets


OPP can’t stop me
No trace of me on these desolate streets
I’m like a cheetah when it comes to speed
Like a lion when it comes to courage


So, don’t try not to mess with the best (That’s me),
Unless you wanna confess
To your mommy that you’ve been beat
Don’t get into this mess, you’re a little pest
That I knock off
When I’m ticked off


(School, OPP = Ontario Provincial Police)
 
So much unfinished work,
So little time,
Why does the clock keep ticking,
Why do I even try,
So ongoing,
So relentless,
I want not to stop,
But sometimes I wonder why.


That's just somthin' I wrote just now.
 
OK, This is not a poem thread XD LOL I like your guys poems and all, I just wanna stop this before it becomes a poem thread.
But awesome work guys! XD
 

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