Become a poet

[Toothless Stitch 2,901]

Become a poet now!

The user above you will give you a keyword accordinf to which you will have to write a poem or some piece of poetry. It doesn't have to be long (but that's up to you)

Let's start with SC4

[T Wrecks 10,210]

If you ever wanted to manage a city -
be it a hamlet, idyllic and pretty,
or an industrial wasteland, all gritty -
without politics, unions, elections, committees,
and all that is tedious, stupid and boring,
then I can tell you it's well worth exploring
a game I have loved ever since it came out
(and certainly one of my favourites, no doubt!).
If you fancy all this, and maybe some more,
you will find it, my friend, in SimCity 4.

There, is that good enough? If yes, then the next person could try a poem on traffic.
 

[jmsepe 2,040]

Traffic, oh traffic what have you done?
Because of you, all my plans are gone.
Stuck in the road like a chewing gum
I wonder since when did such roads become
A pain in my head, hoping the mayor would act upon.

The next person can try a poem about city.

[raynev1 1,887]

Once from a city ,

Oh what a pitty ,

Gave it all up ,

It must be stupidity .

 

[RipRap 4,400]

Confusion is bad.
Life can be hard due to it,
un-confuse yourself.

money.

[Toothless Stitch 2,901]

Money money money
must be funny
in a rich man's world

I came up with the idea all of my own!

Shark!

[Skimbo 304]

"I'd rather bark than fight a shark"

 

 

Castle

[Fantozzi 4,069]

A postman came with a parcel
To Draculas castle
And as a benefit of amazon
The next day came another one.

 

Turbulence

[jmsepe 2,040]

Boom! Crack! Swish!
There is chaos at midst. 
The darkness surrounds
Tremor of  screams resounds
Finally chaos has befallen
Mankind has been shaken
To thwart such misery
Is to end all man's glory
The cure is to be at mean
To put balance in between

Next word is LOVE.


 

[raynev1 1,887]

Love , Love is , Lasting , Opportune , Vested , Enlightening .

Love is the key , the key to eternal happiness . 

 

The next word is Life .

 

 

[Fantozzi 4,069]

staircases, hotels

another cramped bed

a  stranger to what you call 'here'

 

the space occupied

when you dream

 

a breeze on the streets, a glimpse

a gasp of relief

 

the space occupied

by two billion beats

of the heart

 

 

Bones