A Poem, by muh bb Slip Kid · 11:57pm May 2nd, 2014
I love.
I love your smile, making the world brighter
The feelings you inspire can scarcely be spoken
I love your eyes, bright and cheerful
Yet hiding something malicious and broken
I love you.
I want.
I want you to bind me betwixt the twin branches of pleasure and pain
To rend my body and kiss my weeping head
I want to feel the incandescent heat of your love cracking against my back
Leaving seeping wounds of hate in their stead
I need.
I need to feel your flesh pressed upon my own
Even as my chains of devotion begin to rust
I need to loathe you for all you have done
For me, to me, leaving nothing but a chasm of putrid lust
I hate.
I hate you more and more as time marches on
My chains have snapped, and I am free from
Your twisted ideals
I stand here, scarred, unsteady and alone
Yet I am free from your manipulations
Leaving you at my heels
I hate you.
lel xD bb liek woah im cuttin mahself with that edg.
You know you love the edge bb![:heart:](https://static.fimfiction.net/images/emoticons/heart.png)
Here's another poem:
Roses are red
Violets are blue
U r sexi
Can I fuck you?
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wot a masterpeice
One of my favorite people makes a blog about a poem written by one of my favorite people.![:raritystarry:](https://static.fimfiction.net/images/emoticons/raritystarry.png)
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Ano rite, much better than that bullshit up there am I right?
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ythnkyu bb
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loads
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Thought on ze poem I knocked out in 10 minutes? And glad to know I'm one of your favourite people![:heart:](https://static.fimfiction.net/images/emoticons/heart.png)
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I should go professional
That shit's better than Shakespeare
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Hell, better than Stephenie Meyer even!
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It sounds like something I would have written if I had more talent with the written word after my first girlfriend had broken up with me. ![:ajsmug:](https://static.fimfiction.net/images/emoticons/ajsmug.png)
What, you want my opinion?
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Sorry, that sounded like a borderline insult. It most definitely wasn't.
I liked it, though it sounds familiar to a good amount of the poetry I read from members of the fandom. Most of the age group on FIMFiction writes dark and edgy poetry, which isn't inherently bad poetry, it just has recurring things that aren't exactly avid interests of mine.
I liked it nonetheless. Thank you both for sharing it with me.![:twilightsmile:](https://static.fimfiction.net/images/emoticons/twilightsmile.png)
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Yeah, I did that just 4 the sake of edge, as I said it took 10 minutes![:rainbowlaugh:](https://static.fimfiction.net/images/emoticons/rainbowlaugh.png)
Plus it's for the monumental faget known as Razzle Dazzle, so it had to be edgy enough to cut![:heart:](https://static.fimfiction.net/images/emoticons/heart.png)
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Nah, no one's better than Stephanie Meyer![:eeyup:](https://static.fimfiction.net/images/emoticons/eeyup.png)
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Just to clarify, it isn't serious in the slightest
Oh, I'd like to add some more edgy poetry. (This poem is actually pretty awesome.)
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The Garden of Proserpine, by the colossal faggot known as Algernon Charles Swinburne who also happens to be from England
Thank you for taking your time to read Scootareader's Copy-Pasted Poetry. Free refreshments are now available in the fridge as thanks for putting up with it. I hope you like stale muffins.![:pinkiesmile:](https://static.fimfiction.net/images/emoticons/pinkiesmile.png)
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It's nice to know that the nowaday classics used to be total emo faggots.
except those guys were actually good lel
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Hey, fagets, have some more poem:
Six sat around a worn table
In colours of orange, pink, purple, blue, white and yellow
Mugs were set down with a harsh click
The atmosphere was vibrant and mellow
Musky liquid flowed from cup to cup
Only one remained dry that night
Conversation flowed like the cider in their mugs, full of
Drinking, jeering, laughter and ponies testing their might
The evening wound down and the air grew still
The six stumbled off to their cosy homes
One flew steadily to her mossy abode
Another took to the skies and crashed just as quickly
Two unicorns stayed at the table, minds already long gone
The others strutted away into the crisp early-morning air
In the morning, despite lamentation and illness, all knew one thing:
It was a night well spent.
Took five minutes and it kinda sucks, but oh well![:rainbowlaugh:](https://static.fimfiction.net/images/emoticons/rainbowlaugh.png)
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I'm Commander Scootareader, and this is my favorite poem on the Citadel.
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So this poem is about the beginning and the end of a relationship? At least I think it is.
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I never thought about it that way, but yeah, that seems to fit. 2071570