[rowingineden]

Alright, in this thread, you post in any poetic style you choose whatever you are thinking or feeling about everyday life - it can be an ode to ketchup (not that I've ever done THAT) or it can be a contemporary E.E. Cummings-inspired rant. Whatever you fancy. Alternatively, post INFPish quotes, lyrics, poems, etc. which fit what is currently going on in your everyday life.

For examples, I'll steal from some of my most recent spontaneous poetic moments.

On a recent fallout with someone I had been romantically interested in:
She was a disease in love with a dream, and I was a patient in love with possibilities.

Sitting on a bench at my university:
Cars whoosh past like waves breaking on the shore; engines stall and grind like a giant clearing his throat; and students shamble, slightly gray in the face, moaning, as though they are in an early stage of the zombification process, and I suppose one could argue that they are.

 

[Raichan]

Secret desire

She wants to pick up on every subtle gesture that has meaning, let the light enter her heart and let the soul in the eyes show when she needs solid hope to grab onto.

 

[rowingineden]

I trust my fever dreams
And eye the waking world suspiciously
Expecting to break through a one-way mirror suspended invisible in the air
And choke the watchful gods to death.

 

[Raichan]

A lost meaning,
Where?
Lost in sea,
In a sea of beauty,
Pictures captured,
Never once faded,
Lost in love,
Where?
I touch you,
Empowering connections,
You never left.

 

[Raichan]

Me

Often in my soul lies a deep hunger,
For an eternal depth unseen,
Often in my heart lies a searching love,
To reunite with all secrets and depths,
Unwilling to be tainted by time and physical.

 

[Raichan]

Love

Imagine if we dared to imagine love like a universe in its wholeness,
I would let my stare linger into your eyes for as long as I want,
I would let my body feel its beautiful energies,
Imagine if I entered your whole heart and I owned it,
With a selfish yet selfless greed,
With a dominating yet pure hold,
While I draw all your affections from every feature of your face,
As I stare at you endlessly,
And hold your hands until you know nothing of coldness in life.

 

[rowingineden]

I have nought but
Couplets two.

This thread
has become our duet.

 

[Cthulhu And Coffee]

In this world, we should be working together.
But when is our way that much better?
Don't sign the papers and you're wasting your time
It doesn't matter what you're doing with it - you'll be fined.
You follow us to our homes with promises of stupid things
These things we're made to care about by reading magazines.
Hardly showing us a way to live good lives WITHOUT your products
They do no good to us - if we get hurt, "You never forced us."
Sit in a room without it, suddenly you look retarded.
Too shy to even speak because your logic will outsmart us.
That's why I try to understand - how have our ways impacted YOU?
Even therapy-wise, your rules will tell us what to do.
And in relationships, we yearn for those who look the part.
Doesn't matter if they're bitchy if their faces pass the bar.
Got us questioning and pestering ourselves, minds steady festering
Then people ask me why, but then assume it's just God testing them.
I'm so sick of the drama. And I'm sick of the noise.
WHO GIVES A FUCK if I've got money or my posture is poised?
Ok, I'll tell you one thing - the ones who don't will surely start.
You shove your ways straight down our throats, then close our mouths so we can't barf.
Don't tell me I can do things
If you're gonna take it back.
This is one fucked up world we live in.
Keep it green or turn it black.

 

[DETERMINANT]

<Sting>

Strange is the feeling
When people laugh at the
Wrong part of your joke