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Thank you for your Poem Submission! It is very much appreciated!Blossoms Blooming
Snows Thawing
Seedlings Sprout
Dead of winter is gone,
Spring to life
Spring in one's step
Now -
Spring is here
IGN: Dalparpe
RPname: Sakura Nakazumi
Thank you for your poetry submission!NOTES:
- The Poem will be in the spoiler.
- IGN: Z3LPMIS (SIMPL3Z, main.)
- RPNAME: [Grade-12] Felix Takahisa
- I'd say I cooked.
Beginnings are such delicate times. - Simplez.
Everyone’s beginning is vulnerable.
Carefully constructed,
Neatly put together,
easy to break,
Everything is born,
purposeless, unadored,
Destined to flourish,
Made to acknowledge.
The wood from your table,
an old tree that met its fate.
The flowers you adore?
They’ll flourish themselves to their expiration date.
We are not forever,
life comes to an end.
So why must you complain?
And won’t you be like a friend?
Must you be so stubborn?
And neglect the knowledge you can learn
that in everything that goes is beauty,
beauty, of it, never being able to return.
A harsh reality comes to mind,
but a beautiful philosophy to understand,
Appreciate the light you see,
for you can shine bright yourself again.
Won’t you bear with me,
to watch me collect my dimes?
Perceive these memories,
That are locked in time.
Because I know,
And I truly accept,
That one day,
My fate will be met,
But until that day I’ll live with struggles,
pain, anxiety, worries, and troubles.
However that won’t stop me though,
I won’t say that this is all for show.
No, where I live now,
might be gone in 5 years,
What I see now,
will never reappear.
Unique,
just for me,
Only I can see,
and Only I shall be
The one who hears
The one who sees
the one who feels
and the one who breathes
Little tasks with almost no remembrance
Stuff we don’t share,
It’s so normal
Nothing tender.
‘I walked up the stairs’
‘I laid in bed’
‘I felt the breeze’
Do you sense the trend?
Little things.
The ones we start with.
Easy to forget.
But what we should appreciate nonetheless.
bro cooked-NOTES:
- The Poem will be in the spoiler.
- IGN: Z3LPMIS (SIMPL3Z, main.)
- RPNAME: [Grade-12] Felix Takahisa
- I'd say I cooked.
Beginnings are such delicate times. - Simplez.
Everyone’s beginning is vulnerable.
Carefully constructed,
Neatly put together,
easy to break,
Everything is born,
purposeless, unadored,
Destined to flourish,
Made to acknowledge.
The wood from your table,
an old tree that met its fate.
The flowers you adore?
They’ll flourish themselves to their expiration date.
We are not forever,
life comes to an end.
So why must you complain?
And won’t you be like a friend?
Must you be so stubborn?
And neglect the knowledge you can learn
that in everything that goes is beauty,
beauty, of it, never being able to return.
A harsh reality comes to mind,
but a beautiful philosophy to understand,
Appreciate the light you see,
for you can shine bright yourself again.
Won’t you bear with me,
to watch me collect my dimes?
Perceive these memories,
That are locked in time.
Because I know,
And I truly accept,
That one day,
My fate will be met,
But until that day I’ll live with struggles,
pain, anxiety, worries, and troubles.
However that won’t stop me though,
I won’t say that this is all for show.
No, where I live now,
might be gone in 5 years,
What I see now,
will never reappear.
Unique,
just for me,
Only I can see,
and Only I shall be
The one who hears
The one who sees
the one who feels
and the one who breathes
Little tasks with almost no remembrance
Stuff we don’t share,
It’s so normal
Nothing tender.
‘I walked up the stairs’
‘I laid in bed’
‘I felt the breeze’
Do you sense the trend?
Little things.
The ones we start with.
Easy to forget.
But what we should appreciate nonetheless.
Could I contact you over discord regarding one of the poems?Thank you for your poem submission!
Please provide your IGname and the name of the Karakura High/College student to whom this poem will be attributed.
yesDoes it suck?
best haiku imoPlaza bustles loud (5 syllables)
He wants to sell alcohol (7 syllables)
They drag him away (5 syllables)
Thank you for submitting your poem!WELL. Though poetry writing isn't really something I do... I'll stick to my motto: let there be an attempt.
IGN: MinisterFudge
Char (attribution): Teresa Keating
No Panacea
He pummeled the petals into the pavement; they had failed him.
Sweet cherry blossoms, they had not given the shogun enough.
My dear husband, what is wrong?
Futile cries for the Arborists’ panacea would come, but to what end?
For now, the trees stood dormant, I never knew it would cause him such torment.
Withered shards of dull pink quickly coat the palace grounds in a tight embrace,
upwards they swiftly swirled, floating with the slightest kiss of the wind.
Sweet songs were softly sung that day, by the children who gathered the petals to make jewelry with little delay.
The brief bloom had given our shogun this handmade heaven, yet the children now cry.
Why was his order that the trees now must die?
The arborist assured him the bloom, beautiful and brief, would come again.
Such words meant little to my husband and his uppity friends.
The trees joined the children in a grief-stricken shriek
And blow by blow the trunks of these fair blossoms did bend and creak
With no mercy, survivors, or smiles to be seen as the wind settled, night fell
And the withered petals stopped dancing.
Slowly, our sun rose again, smiling indifferently upon the carnage.
Branches, withered petals did lay strewn across the land.
The shogun’s people, most proficient, and indifferent to his commands,
descended to collect entrails, fashioning twigs into staves, each and all smiling, singing, meeting his gaze: hand-in-hand!
Thank you for your poetry submission! Your participation is appreciated!
HEXATICA'S HAIKU | "ASAGAO"
Roses of Yore
By Okemia Kuroki
(IGN: Arkkwolf)
Thank you both for your poem submissions! It's appreciated!IGN: circusjax
RPNAME: [College][PHD][Journalist] Tsubaki Watanabe
It truly is a tough competition! ( ಠ_ಠ ) yessssoh i aint winnjn this shi-