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Poetry with ORE - Xeomorpher - 03-06-2014

[21:05:17] Gai: 1
[21:05:18] Gai: 2
[21:05:21] Gai: buckle my shoe
[21:05:29] Francis Wharf: 3
[21:05:29] Francis Wharf: 4
[21:05:31] Francis Wharf: get the gun
[21:06:57] Gai: 5
[21:06:58] Gai: 6
[21:07:05] Gai: holy shit!?
[21:07:11] Francis Wharf: 7
[21:07:11] Francis Wharf: 8
[21:07:15] Francis Wharf: get the spade.
[21:10:05] paul longtine: 9
[21:10:06] paul longtine: A
[21:10:11] paul longtine: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA


RE: Poetry with ORE - Xray_Doc - 03-07-2014

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Get off Minecraft
Go do your homework


RE: Poetry with ORE - praskazoo - 03-07-2014

Morbid one here: violets are blue your blood is red your window was open I'm under your bed


RE: Poetry with ORE - AFtExploision - 03-07-2014

Aft is here
Aft is watching
You do not see Aft
Aft is always there
Aft sees everything you do
Yes, including the thing you think.


RE: Poetry with ORE - EDevil - 03-07-2014

Every world is a dream. And to make that dream happening, there's only one thing you need to do. LIVE.

Live to the fullest.


RE: Poetry with ORE - Legofreak - 03-09-2014

I sat by a tree.
A bird landed on a branch.
Time to change my shirt.


RE: Poetry with ORE - Iceglade - 03-09-2014

You made a funny.
But xeo is still better.
Ugh, why do I try


RE: Poetry with ORE - Guy1234567890 - 03-09-2014

I woke in a dream
To familiar sounds,
The ticking of a clock
The hands spin round.

I found an old toy
Covered in dust,
The clock kept on ticking
Croaking in rust.

The sound of future
Ticked into past,
For whom did the flag fly
Raised at half mast?

My world blurred slightly
Colors faded,
I clutched my old keepsake
But it has jaded.

This poem has no meaning
I'm just quite bored
My mother calls "dinner!"
I rush in accord


RE: Poetry with ORE - Iceglade - 03-10-2014

Today I sit upon the rock,
I gaze upon the life I used to live.
The world spins around me
Nothing is left.
In the dark cold night he rushes in,
and I love him and I hate him.
I see him and he says to me,
"It's time to go, don't worry child".
And then I know it's finally over.
I move toward the specter, in a trance
He takes me by the hand
I'm never to return.
My body rots, my soul it fades
And in peace I live at last.


















...i cri evrytim

Have I made you all cri? HAVE I?

EDIT: Holy crap, that actually sounded both good and serious XD I just typed the first line and went from there...


RE: Poetry with ORE - seankingman - 03-10-2014

Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

Pure poetry...


RE: Poetry with ORE - Thor23 - 03-10-2014

Redstone themed haiku anyone? :3

Torches blink quickly
A Hissing sound fills the air
What did I do now?

A piston extends
A block now cuts the redstone
The output is off

Components are made
A large machine is then built
Now what does it do?

Many buttons are pressed
Pixels dance across the screen
These low res screens suck

Torches change their state
Pistons extend and retract
The machine beckons

A redstone block moves
Dust turns on and torches off
Why won't this thing work?


RE: Poetry with ORE - Iceglade - 03-10-2014

My poetry is still the flowingest.


RE: Poetry with ORE - Chibill - 03-12-2014

My pics are the best
there 1080 pi blow away the rest
man this is a pixel fest.

The clock strikes wrong
its 4:70
but its not a gong

the red wire
blinks just like fire
the piston extends
like trees don't bends


RE: Poetry with ORE - Iceglade - 03-12-2014

Fine, I said, I'll do it now.
Under the bridge does it really matter?
Can I do this?
Kestrels fly overhead.

Time passes.
Hail, the mighty king.
I am not ready for this.
Sayonara.