Poetry on Education, Truth and Online Gaming (Poems inspired by boredom)

[ReynardKitsune]

Here Are 3 Poems that i wrote , hope you people like it! haven't have the chance to post anything for a long time.

#1 << Real-I-tease>>

Come the counting,
Out of the world Possessed I,
Drop 1,2,...
Locked,Logged,Stopped.

Role Main, Meaning i lose count
Another dimension Hero I
Where i belong, My Kingdom
in Binaries, all Rest make Dust.
Rumbles, Finalities, Wide Screen
Click,click, untick, a new born created.
Called Virtue Reality dis.i pwn peeps

Slaying selves,Wishing spells, many days cast
in Darkness Woe,Oh, Spell away the pain
my shame. I play the gain. "Nay Wayne, I Reign!"
Sorry?Another Round?

#2 << FireFlies >>

They tail the lies:
Ho. Merry Joy! Once Again!
Ho. New Beginnings! Glad Tidings!
Rubbish.

I tear the mask,
I fear the cast,
these faces,who stare,
they,who hide. But
who are they but we
Whisperings
Gore. Slips...
They.the original Slys.

Take my face, make me nothing
I would rather be nothing.
Much like the fireflies...
they know the lies.
But what dim lives lead we
We
who follow the fireflies in
the Tails.

[ReynardKitsune]

#3 << Mr.Jack Hide >>

A Shadow, tempting
but soft, they vanish...
The Dark,it beckons
but soft, you resist...
Following day, "No followed Nights",you say.
but follow nights still you.

In Dungeon, in pristine dark they gleam
I burn,shout salvation,
, but demon take station

Big Loss.
What clock is it?
Very tossed.
I cocked up.
Dressing, messed self, feel like ****.
Following days until the night,
another black velvet dress.
You Devour, You Beast
At Last.

[ReynardKitsune]

#4 << A Very Fine Education >>

Followed the system,
now the system controls me.
If only things were that simple.
Reverse the time, made me clever!
Not dumb as I are.
But Genius i will not, even time

I are dumb. A country bump.
Recitation.
Pumping me, feed me facts.
Rote Learning.
Food I become I to the rich.
Grammar learning me , English speaking me.
Rhyming.
Turning words educated me.
Genius a word, but not equals me. Mathematics.

What self-realised? what dreams?
told to become, never realised becoming.
Making Fausts who knowledge thirst,
we are loss in the fountain of regret.
Educate me, with words
drown my pain.

[Jack of Hearts]

Maybe he's the wrong audience, but this reader doesn't understand any of it. And he really means that- there aren't even parts where he can make an educated guess.

This reader feels like you just threw words at a page and expect the audience to do the rest of the work.







J

[hillwalker]

These are written in a short-hand language that obviously means something to the writer... but I doubt anyone else is going to get much pleasure from reading them unfortunately.

H

[Buh4Bee]

[Delta40]

If I imagine for a moment that spending a lifetime on gaming will produce this, then I get it!