Thread: Arador's Poetry corner

This first one is kind of bad. It doesn't have very good Iambic pentameter (spelling)

The Girl I Love
By: Adam Reitz a.k.a Arador

The girl I love is with another.
I doubt she thinks of me at all.
I met her on one day in summer.
She left my life one day in fall.

That first day I was in heaven.
She liked the same stuff that I did.
We talked and talked until 'round seven.
On my joy I put a lid.

I am a geek
No denial
She’s a geek
We talked a while.

I knew I loved her from the start
She liked me too, she had to say.
But on that day another part
of that puzzle came into play.

She met another young fine lad.
They kept in touch all the time
But me alone at home and sad
thought of her and our sublime.

But now alas I have to win
the one I love is not with me
The joy of love my head to spin.
Causing my heart a terrible glee.

How this paradox born of love,
has put her with another.
For the one she's with
I love like a brother.



The Chaos of my Mind

I must write for ten straight minutes
nothing can I find
but still i sit and think about
the chaos of my mind.

many pencils silent scraping
driving me insane
many curtain's windows draping
covering my gloomy rain


I havent slept in 3 whole days
my mind is racing mile a minute.
I sit here as the door does beckon
my pencil a window
into my soul's white haze

Anticipating the three dull tones
of that blessed bell
but still twenty minutes left
I stop to sigh and groan

So far I have written
four pointless stanzas
my mind still remains
like the fuzz on a kitten

Silence grating on my mind
the hours slowly racing
I'd prefer an uproar find
the silent bordom mind erasing

This one is kind of gay but I had to write somthing for school

Chess
By: Adam Reitz


Thinking hard
Many moves
Notes on a card
Which move to use

Knight goes first
Up and left
My moves rehearsed
His chance bereft

Moving up
Moving down
King unstuck
He won’t lie down

But lo what now
A turn around
This I must disallow
Concentration tightly wound

Dodging left
Up and right
Knights wise cleft
Stops my flight

To lose a piece
And play it safe
With troops decrease
And king to strafe

Desperate now
No more moves
My king is trapped
What skill this proves

Doomed to live
Within this fate
Handshake I give
He says checkmate

This one is pretty good except it starts sounding like vash at the end.

Insanity Battle
By:Adam Reitz



People were dying
the weeping of mothers.
War was everywhere
he light that it smothers.

The city was dark
As the invaders dark hearts
That came and attacked
our inoccent ramparts

The militia quickly gathered
Talling guns
They handed them out
even to young ones.

I'm only sixteen
yet they threw me a gun
Then threw me some shells
and told the women to run

All of the men
filled their positions
filed out of that curch
and stood by partitions

I climbed to the steeple
a silent death viper
I aimed out the window
Adam the sniper

Shots started firing
the shootout began
The fires they started
Nobody ran

Aiming for rank
the chain of command
It was the only chance
our little village would stand

I soon had him in sight
the man in charge
I aimed at the man
who's men call him sarge

I took just one shot
just one body fell
the reaction I started
started spreading as well.

confusion moved quickly
no organization
they started to form
into poorly planned formation

then came the sound
the deadly explosion
half the city was gone
the battle was frozen

another bomb went off
and another large part
of the city was gone
in the beat of a heart

yet some how we won
fighting nearly to one man
just two of us left
and no soldiers in hand

I sat there just thinking
the steeple my jail
my mind was to loaded
to much killing to care

I climbed down the ladder
and slipped in some blood
yet joy over came me
as I saw my dear love

The girl of my dreams
was alive and well
Yet covered in blood
she looked like hell

We ran to each other
I dropped my long rifle
Crying with sadness
the joy couldn't stifle.

Then one more shot
a warmth on my chest
the warmth of the blood
as she went to rest.

I looked in her eyes
and for one final second
we saw just each other
from death her love beconed

I layed her down and dove for my gun
rolling behind a wall
I looked for the shooter
I heard another body fall

Peeking around seeing the man
though the light was dim
I centered the hairs
and and ran up to him.

Looking death in the face
he started to cry
I asked why he killed her
He strained a reply

I shot him just once
in the palm of his hand
He started screaming
writhing in the sand

I pressed my barrel
to one of his eyes
and pulled on the trigger
I silenced his crys

I went back to the church
on the alter I layed my loves body
I prayed hard to god
asking why he took her and not me

I knealt on the ground
amid blood, sweat, and hate
I put the end of my gun into my mouth
Ready to shoot yet I hesitate

I took so many lives
so many loves died
what right do i have
to be the one to survive

I sat there and wrote
but nothing would stay
the paper went blank
with every new page

If anyone ever came
Theyed know what went down.
How all the men died
Why bodies were on the ground

My mind playing tricks
the walls having voices
my soul stretching thin
Making bad choices

Imprisoned in memories
trying so hard
to forget all the sadness
I've had to endure

I'm not depressed
and I'm not insane
I just can't let go
of the great pain

Now I remember
the life I once had
everywhere happinees
Now so much sad

No more can I take
I mouth the gun's end
and yank on the trigger
yet nothing happenend

I franticly look
for another shell
yet none can I find
No end to my hell

Not one stinking bullet
In that whole god damn city
Every cartridge was fired
To survive was a pity

I buried my love
then started to wander
just me and my gun
gods sign not to squander

Now I roam free
preaching peace and tranquility
While sharpening and honing
My shooting ability

only fighting for peace
never killing a soul
I wandered the planet
nothing filling the hole

Now I must end
this tale of sad timing
If ever you need me
Just pray to god and maybe you'll find me



Rage Poem
by adam reitz


The rage that fills me also sustains me
I live off its fury and drink of its intensity
maybe one day it will kill me
until then I fight for life and for fun

The monster inside me kills me all day
then comes the night when it comes out to play
thrashing and writhing with cravings for death
the hate I run on fleas on screaming breath

What do I care if somone else dies
as long as its no one dear to me
I could care less about anything
physical pain was often solace

That was my logic a long time ago
most of it's stayed least the rage and the hate
now people like me more than then
most of the pains gone I feel great