Write the worst poem you can.

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@Spearmint
it has no mouth, it cannot drink
I'm not sure that it can think
with its morals low, and its expectations lower
it covers every place of grass, every flower
it blocks my view, from the sea beyond
it covers every frog, out in the pond
it waits with intent, waiting for a crash
it lines forward ever car until metal clash
it waits with a snicker, a snear and a smile
as it knows you wont drive another mile
fully and giddy, it leaves the to the sky
and makes us question, why, why, why?
"In the circus, none of us are are normal, some of us are delusional, most of us have snapped into a psychotic craze, yet all of us are perfectly sane in our own ways." -the Ringmaster




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boom, this poem is terrible,
I cannot even finnish it
I came, I fail,
So do this poem
It's Kay, babe!
they/them
Your local (friendly?) cryptid crow
HAKUNA BATATA




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that's the poem, just one letter.
I like Gabber. I recommend that you should also listen to it.

beans




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flowers are pretty,
very pretty,
very beautiful.
I like flowers.
like the stars chase the sun




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I don't like you
you're really mean
I want to throw a tomato at you
and let it go splat
You hurt my feelings
just now you made me sad
but now I am mad
I will get my revenge
Prepare for attack
I will steal your firstborn child
at night when you are sleeping
then you will be sad
Good is not a thing you are. It's a thing you do.
- Ms. Marvel

LuminescentAnt ~ Lum ~ Ant
(she/her)




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rahh rahh
noise
splat poop poop

mwwwwwahahaha
[soon, i will submit myself to the stars]




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I am tired,
yeah, that is all
what more am I supposed
to say?
It's Kay, babe!
they/them
Your local (friendly?) cryptid crow
HAKUNA BATATA




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everyone hates a rhyme when its forced
but we hate it even more whenitsshmorshed
Pants are an illusion. And so is death.




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yoshi wrote:Crumple the homework
Angrily kick the trash can
Slam the head on desk

yes. this is me




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One day, I’ll
maybe I write a poem
which is readable
and no, it’s not
this one
It's Kay, babe!
they/them
Your local (friendly?) cryptid crow
HAKUNA BATATA




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Green lanterns with red outlines
layered atop the same lantern
but it's orange and from a long time ago
and maybe in the future there will be
blue lanterns and maybe in the past there was
a green lantern.
she/her




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*boop*
sticky note on my face says
'go away
clueless poet at work thinking here'
spot~pebble~peb~pebb~
in any order
they/them



perhaps i can make something of this unreality...
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look, I am just bored
without entry to read
or go and eat some bread.
It's Kay, babe!
they/them
Your local (friendly?) cryptid crow
HAKUNA BATATA




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Next week I will find your firstborn child
I know where they live, isn't that wild
Tomorrow I will eat Doritos with chopsticks
Pineapple on pizza gives me the icks
Roses have no scent, I don't know what people are talking about
Oh no maybe I have Covid, also I love sauerkraut
Good is not a thing you are. It's a thing you do.
- Ms. Marvel

LuminescentAnt ~ Lum ~ Ant
(she/her)




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She talks to her pet like she doesn't respect its intelligence.
Cats know many dead things.
She speaks to them in baby-talk, voice going higher and higher
trying to scratch the toenail of heaven . . .
It's enough to make a linguist wish human beings would never speak again.
Sometimes late at night the cat undoes the latch to the window
and gathers its stash of disposable earplugs from the plant outside.
she/her



I hope I’ve never been quoted, tbh
— paigey