8wayrun's poetry block

Awake

Light fills the darkness of visual perception

Pain

Through dilated pupils and squinted lids

An unknown scape unfolds

Confusion, fear

What is this world?

Full of glass and steel

And burning eyes

Watching, studying, plotting

Floating

I am in water

Am I drowning

Are those eyes watching me die?

Rage

I will not go

I will not let them kill me

I ready my muscles

Power

I feel such strength in them

A pair of eyes come close to my liquid tomb

I strike

Breaking glass and rushing water

I feel those eyes separate from the body

In the moment it takes

to pull back into this emptying, would-be coffin

Pain

I pull and rip from my body spraying tethers

Like cords in a womb

Pain

Those eyes, they did this

I must end them all

Fury

I take freedom and break through the clawing glass

All is a blur

I tear the life from every pair of eyes

Until only death remains

Pain

I must escape

I must leave this hell...
 
Just another random poem from the top of my head........


I was once a shipwrecked and innocent guy who came from another place.

I'm now a Tarzan that hunts in this hectic sanctuary.

The cyber jungle is intriguing.......however......

As I slowly swing through the vines of the texts......

And as I pass by every creature......

Whether it be trolls or whiners, I slowly lose my sanity.

I begin to hunt for the compatible mates in this cyber jungle......

When I find some, my insanity deteriorates for a brief moment.....

For these mates are somewhat like my true family or friends and what not.

But sometimes I fall into some quicksand of lag, the insanity increases.

As pressure and anxiety builds up from within me, I struggle to escape this trap to continue my hunt.

Most times, if it isn't that serious; I can escape to find another compatible mate.

Now if I were to remain in this quicksand lag; I will lose every bit of sanity until I die.

It worsens if a troll or whiner watches me and/or tortures me.

The hunt continues. I then decide to look for Jane.

She is one of those exceptional compatible mates made for me; she's been through the same situation as me.

However she's much too hard to find....

Where on this godforsaken cyber jungle can I find Jane?!

Must I lose every piece of sanity until I find her?

Or do I have to resort to hunting for trolls?

I'm losing my sanity......
 
Psylocide said:
No one here is going to have sex with you...

Just sayin.
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Hmmm well to certain people, they'll assume it just like you.

Let me translate what my poem is about.

It ain't about cybersex; just so you know, savvy?

This is just a venting poem on how I felt yesterday online.

Though you probably still won't understand it, but oh well.

All 21 lines. Some don't need translation. So if you see N/A, then its fine as it is.

#1 I'm basically saying that I was once a noob new to this when I first started.

#2 I've become better and I'm trying to seek out new opponents. Tarzan is just some description on how my attitude will be sometimes. In this case wild, hungry, and unsatisfied.

#3 Online is so amazing.....but....

#4 N/A

#5 As I defeat every easy opponent or noob.

#6 N/A

#7 I'm basically saying: I'm looking for people who don't whine and provide good fights or fun.

#8 & 9 This means I'm content to know that certain players online gave me a good time.

#10 & 11 I use "quicksand lag" as a horrible description to basically say: Sometimes it lags in a game and it frustrates me. To the point where I have to whip out lag tactics on my opponent.

#12 If isn't that bad or if I barely escape a lagfest battle against some lag tactic scrub, I'll leave their room for a less laggy place and better fight.

#13 & 14 This line basically means if I were to lost to a egotistic-lag-tactic-taunting-hatemail-sending-etc-scrub, I want to get even with him. The insanity means I'm blinded by rage because I want to destroy my horrible opponent once and for all.

#15 This line basically means: I'm fed up with lame whiney scrubs that suck and I want good sports that fight well. "Jane" in this case is slang for good sports that fought well.

#16 I'm describing/comparing "Jane" to me

#17-21 N/A

This is as rough translation as I can get it for now.
Feel free to ask any questions.
Once again, this is just a venting poem on how I felt yesterday.
It ain't much, but it sure made me feel better.
A big thanks to CrazyYoshimitsu for making a splendid thread.

-NamuSkull

Oh yeah a idiom for you Psylocide. Made up from me ^^".

Assumption can either lead to good things or bad things. Use it wisely, my friend.

 
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