Poetry game?


#261

The power to blur between fantasy and reality
To be able to turn my woes into glee
To make a grown man weep and calm babies into sleep
An outlet for you and me whether it’s cheery or deep
Coming in every shape and form,
Following the writ rules and pushing the norm
The power to grant invincibility for a few minutes
Because in music, there are no limits

Topic - Gaming


#262

Weekend spent amongst the cushions
Eyes locked on and pushing buttons
Hoards of zombies coming for me
Better check my inventory.
One full shot gun, two sharp knives
Not far from a save point but I’m out of lives.
Pic my heels up and get to running
'Coz I’m out of amo but they just keep coming

Topic- Burdens


#263

Aching and quaking
Breaking and shaking
What is it with these tasks I’m taking?!
Letting myself be crushed and worn
by silent burdens, hushed, unwarned.
Probabilities and favors scorned.
I’m well aware that life is tough,
And we all go through similar stuff.
But burdens – don’t I have enough?!

Next topic – a pencil sketch


#264

i dont quite understand this one xD but i’ll give it a try.

Scribbles on a page, they’re but a thimble of imagination.
The loss of control gives in to the wonders of creativity.
The very touch of the pen against paper, fills me with joy.
Tales of pure wonder.

Next topic: Dogs of war


#265

This seems pretty dead,sadly. Hmm… let me have a try at this one. ( War pigs will not stop playing in my mind lol)

death and destruction
Money’s corruption
eyes that don’t see will cause no interruption
Count out your gold
were you never told
the end of the barrel and the grave are both cold.

Topic- school days


#266

No takers?

Topic - foot prints.


#267

The boy is walking down the street
His shoes are dirty look at his feet
All wet and muddy kind of bloody
He misses a step or maybe two
One look at him, he’s such a fool
Enough of running
Sick of stunting
Expensive kicks
It was a hit

Now he shoots them to sky
Not feeling free, just high
So with the feet on flames
He bursts in a straight line
Forget the shame, he still got time
The skin corrodes the lame asphalt
It’s a sin, some people halt

The boy disappears and leaves a trail
And people get it

It’s time to bail.

Next: sneeze


#268

It is mildly pleasing
To hear one sneezing
But not as flattering
With spit and snot splattering

It is an endless plight
To sneeze just right
And to keep up the tradition
Of “Bless you” or “Gesundheit”

Topic- Spine


#269

*Gesundheit


#270

Thanks. I used Google too lol.

[

Urban Dictionary: gazuntite


](https://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=gazuntite)

German origin. Means “good health to you”. Commonly said to someone whom has sneazed.


#271

I will do my own topic which was - Spine.

You have no back bone
Yet a shiver runs right up your spine.
Your book’s is broken,
Where you read it all the time.
It can even be quite chilling
By a look that someone gave
And sometimes it’s a sign
That someone walked across your grave.

Topic. DEATH


#272

Mysterious darkness

I yearn for your silence
But fear your eternity
Give me your guidence
For I know alternity

Topic: snowstorm


#273

Frosted covered chimney tops
Noses pressed to warmly lit toy shops
Coats done up with scarfs wrapped tight
Open fires burning bright.
People huddle to keep warm
And rush inside, away from the snowstorm.

Topic : Space


#274

I need space.
Didn’t think you would shove my face
in the mirror.
this home is just a place
I frequent.
All the horror
you tucked under my skin
is a kin to what I do myself.
If I can do that alone,
I don’t need nobody else.
I need space.

next topic: family


#275

A family that feels like a bunch of strangers.
Each one wants to drive away,
each one wants to reach the stars.
But how will they shine?
when darkness is their sweet sweet home.
Their words are carved inside my head.
F-reak show that I wished wasn’t part of.
A-nd yet every night I find my skin covered in blue.
M-y fault, my mistake, however I try I’m just a fake.
I-t’s all in my head, they said, but every second I feel like everything is always on stake.
Let them decide while you smile, and beg your heart not to break.
Y-eah they say they love us,
but how can they,
when they only taught us how to hate.
They are family,
but it feels like they’re close strangers.

Next topic: Night