Writing Prompt Envy's Poem Thread V2

[Eldoria]

Pandora's Box by Eldoria

Pandora's Box...
Don't open it!
The box was opened,
And they regretted it.

Don't eat it!
The apple was eaten,
And they fell.

Don't look back!
She looked back,
Left behind,
And perished.

Don't cut it down!
The forest became settlement,
The flood struck,
And drowned.

No matter the ages,
Humans keep repeating
The same mistakes.

Pandora's Box...
When prohibitions
Are ignored,
They spark curiosity,
And lead to disaster!​

 

[pangmida]

@Eldoria You laugh at me ?

 

[CinnaSloth]

@Eldoria You laugh at me ?

cuddles and headpats ?

 

[Eldoria]

You laugh at me ?

Because your honesty makes me rub my stomach...

 

[Envylope]

I will thread a needle and weave a tale.
I hope these words see you and leave you well.
As I stitch them together, you wonder their meaning.
"What is the point or purpose I'm gleaning?"

Listen calmly, and I will spindle this.
Some things are made to kindle bliss.
It's a spark of inspiration and a dwindling flame.
A vivid poetic imagination, but it's all the same.

They are words with skill to tell.
The flow is something I understand really well.
"But where is the story or internal rhyming scheme?"
There are threads if you look closely like a shining string.

The nature of its meaning is like that of the spider.
The web is spun and woven between the lines of the writer.
There was a story if one looked closer.
It's much too obvious for any book lover.

"Well what is it? Why speak in riddles?"
Across me you sit and continue to fiddle.
You twiddled your thumbs, and you heard the words.
But you listened to little, your attention into thirds.

You're inside of a great big manor, but you have no imagination.
You couldn't see that vivid banner or those stony crenelations.
They were always there on the wall, the same as the statues.
But your eyes rolled, and the illusions couldn't come at you.

But when I revealed some surroundings, you started to see more, right?
The mystery started to unravel, the thoughts abounding and spirits alight.
Now you imagine rocky fixtures on the wall and gargoyles holding flame.
As I said in the beginning, this mixture is the name of the game.

You finally had those thoughts and reached an accord.
The words started a battle, and I struck you with my word great sword.
Now that it's ending, you will see it is true.
There was always a story, and that story was you.

 

[Woolen_Monkey]

The Man at the Bay

Oh, little child, how you must hurt.
Cry, little child, cry it away.
Hold my hand, let’s leave it at bay.

Don’t worry, oh child.
I won’t let them take you away.
Your father, I’ll hold him at bay.

Oh, little child, don’t you cry.
I’ll never leave, I promise you tonight.
So hide out of sight ease my troubled mind.

Oh, little child, how you must hurt.
Cry, little child, cry it away.
Hold my hand, let’s leave it at bay.

Don’t worry, my child, I’ll take you away.
Forgive me, my child, I’ll be just a day.
So don’t you wait leave right away.

Come, little children, I’ll take you away.
To a place where you will all be safe.
Don’t turn back, not back today.
From now on, I’ll hold your fears at bay.

 

[Eldoria]

Paradoxical Creatures
By Eldoria

It's a paradox...
To ask for empathy,
But refuse to listen.

It's a paradox...
To ask for criticism,
But angry at correction.

It's a paradox...
To correct a misunderstanding,
But instead be accused of blaming.

Humans are truly...
Paradoxical creatures.​

 

[Anonjohn20]

Paradoxical Creatures
By Eldoria
​

It's a paradox...
To ask for empathy,
But refuse to listen.

It's a paradox...
To ask for criticism,
But angry at correction.

It's a paradox...
To correct a misunderstanding,
But instead be accused of blaming.

Humans are truly...
Paradoxical creatures.

(It's a genuinely good poem, but the event that inspired the first part is still funny af.)

 

[L1aei]

A mate helped me create some MP3s of some of my older poems:
Red River of Glory: http://www.sndup.net/crf72
You lived well MP3: http://www.sndup.net/ntpn7
Count Robert, It's Raining MP3: http://www.sndup.net/bwj4k
Brothers-in-arms MP3: http://www.sndup.net/mg56v
I Remain (or Recalling a Lifetime of Friendship) MP3: http://www.sndup.net/z77kx
The Colors of Youth (Reminiscing) MP3: http://www.sndup.net/7wgb9
Many For One MP3: http://www.sndup.net/cprxz

Those took a while to get through, and I definitely liked the tunes.

 

[JayMark]

Mogg-Dell Beef Ear Pie

Gotta Sigh
Gotta Sigh
It's Mogg-dell Beef Ear Pie.

I come in lookin like a bully
But I'm not actually a bull
I'm a terror of the night
cuz in your dream I cause a fright
so your teeth you'll gnash then bite

I'm singing baby shark
On loop, every hour
cuz that's the kind of power
that'll make your gums taste sour,

...when you lick them dry.

Don't give me no lip
I'll bite your left hip
Then I'll do your right
You can't take me out this fight.

A woolen monkey
thinks it funky
when it drops the poop bubble
I bring it back double
cuz I won't accept that trouble.

Vampires be a little jelly
cuz I won't let them rub my belly,
then the shrimps go woke,
so I fry them till they're broke.

Delicious.

He think he currently winning
His herd I keep thinning
Karl Marx will hear me out.
This is not the beggining.

A pencil holder, it came at me
with a pen in its hand
I chucked it in the sea
forever buried in the sand.

This poem never ends
I sing with my philosophical friend
because the roaster is a toaster
when you burn him on both ends.

I'll give the artists some slack
when they got my back.

I'm just a crazy making thane
but I won't drive my friends insane.

That humble manic cat kept sleeping
had me weeping
sap be seeping
from the horns of the GOAT
from that petting zoo I keeping.

Ducks acting wild
they make a great sauce
on my salad I tossed
they think they so bad
but once cooked they mild an sad.

Don't give sass.
Don't give me surl.
There's a blue alien over there,
and it's gonna eat red BERYL!

We got otters.
We got not botters.
We got hot thots,
An cold plotters.

Balls of hands!
Balls of hands!
Diggin pencil holder from the sands
Did you get the letter from the mommy vamp?
It probably needs a STAMP!

The coolest dog in the world
be steppin in my zone sayin WAH!
so time to make her useless cute.
HA HA HA HA HA HA!

Big foot Kurby trouble brewin.
They thought I was stewin.
I turned into a can of worms,
then I ate right through him!

Hark! Hark! Question Mark!
Hark! Hark! Question Mark!
It be makin every rule but
I refuse to be its tools.
It doesn't own my nation.
I fold it down with a hammer
and use it for better grammar!
When I stretch it out,
though I don't mean to flout,
it'll be an exclamation.

Someone hold the phone.
Now it's time to flood the ZONE!

With trash pandas.

Time for the racoons!
The forum gonna swoon
Mogg-dell Beef Ear Pie.
Mogg-dell Beef Ear Pie.
You're poppin off too soon!

I'm the creature of the abysss
My farting stench will never miss
I won't hit you with a kiss
cuz you'll end yourself in mindless bliss.

Ohhhhh How ya'll doin! YA'LL!!

I'm Mogg-Dell Beef Ear Pie.
I won't lie, tin pot samurai.

Eldritch horrors never die.
That's Mogg-dell Beef Ear Pie.​

 

[Anonjohn20]

A pencil holder, it came at me
with a pen in its hand
I chucked it in the sea
forever buried in the sand.

(You fool! Do you know what the sea has? Plenty of pollution from disposable plastic. Do you know what most pens are? Disposable plastic. I just got a mega upgrade!)

 

[AstreiaNyx]

Snow
Pure as snow
but that’s just for show.
We both knew, didn’t we?
I don’t mind. Do you?

A white sheet waits
meant to be written on,
creased,
marked,
claimed.

Snow, too, is made
to be trampled,
tainted,
melted beneath what burns.

But you,
you aren’t the snow,
and I’m not the heat.
I am what bends beneath your deed.

You let me,
you led me
handing me not only the sheet,
but the pen,
and the ink,

and I

I painted you the colour of my want.



You don’t mind. Do you?

 

[Woolen_Monkey]

Lost and Found
I wake with no pain
The cold took it my body it laid claim
I see enemies across every corner along this lane
Rats salivating poised to feast on my remains
When the heavens weep for me relentless rain
Thunder echoing my disdain

 

[Daeron]

Hymn of the Dark

Within the darkness, I crawl as their nightmare

The cries of dying souls, a melody of despair

Their hopes and prayers shattered, begging to spare

Lurker of the light, with no one to share


Feasting the eyes of the weak with terror and fear

Devouring their blood with judgement by the steel

The Reaper of Life, Honor and Will

The Slayer from the Dark, for tainted gold of tears​

 

[ThrillingHuman]

You were not expecting
Such an awful offer,
Foul offal olfal oaf,
From the alpha fallen fucker
Wench witch whose vision
Warps the world like a work of art
From some New York snowflake 'tard
For thirty grand