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Cigam Mai

Cigam Mai

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Challenge
By Cigam_mai - September 22, 2012
I love to write my poetry
And I publish more than most.
But, it’d really be exciting
To read someone else’s post.
So let creative juices flow;
Bust a rhyme, and kick a verse.
You may not take the crown from me…
But I bet you’ll do no worse!

23-Sep-2012 00:33:22

Cigam Mai

Cigam Mai

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Get a Life
by Cigam_mai - October 2, 2012
A player that I barely know
Sought to cut me like a knife;
Suggesting with her cutting words
That I somehow need a life.
Oh, that she will never know me,
Is for her a crying shame;
I wonder what HER life is like,
As a critic... in a game?
She opined that I need a life,
But I’m blessed with so much more;
It’s not a SINGLE life I need,
See... I need like three or four!

02-Oct-2012 10:58:57 - Last edited on 02-Oct-2012 10:59:24 by Cigam Mai

Cyun

Cyun

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Look out, what's this?
Another writer in our midst?
Elbowing opposition for the seat,
In which Snow's backside wishes to meet.
How can you not understand?
There's only one king of this literary land,
Crowned of wisdom and know-how
To which only one, Cyun, can endow.

03-Oct-2012 17:40:34

Amoraten

Amoraten

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Not been here for such a long time and great to see the thread is still going strong.

“Of Tidings, of Hair, Wig and Woe!”
The Wise Old Man, a gentleman
Looked out this fateful day
His Powdered Wig it seemed to him
Had simply flown away
He wondered where his wig had gone
Then heard his neighbour say
“Oh tidings of wig, hair and woe
Where did it go?
Off to the barbers I must go!”
The Wise Old Man, then saw a space
Where his Wig-Stand should lie
He wondered why it had gone
And how his wig could fly
He trudged to Lumbrige then by foot
And heard the barber say
“Oh tidings of hair loss, and why
Do I try?
I can’t help you, so then goodbye!”

The Wise Old Man, paused, scratched his head
His last hair then fell out
He went to visit Party Pete
Advice he could do without
He spoke to him above the din
“You silly layabout”
“A wig you need, for your head-
Preferably red,
Wear this and you’ll knock ‘em dead”

The Wise Old Man then wore his wig
With dignity and pride
Until he passed a smirking fox
Who quickly screamed then died
The Wise Old Man took off his wig
And then he did decide
“I shall try the Falador Barber Shop”
With a skip and a hop
“I don’t want my hair to look like a mop”

The Wise Old Man’s fashionable wig
Did look rather strange
Then a plump and portly goblin
Said within ear-range
“Why you look so *illy, please
Let me try to rearrange
This mess of wig, hair and Woe...
There you go!
That looks much better, you know!”

The moral of the story
In Runescape at this time
Be careful not to drink too much
Strong Zamorkian Wine
So we now search for wig and stand
So soon it shall be time
For Tidings of Wig, Hair and Woe
Now you all know
A wig is for life, not just for show!
A dreadful ditty from me as ever :) Love the poems on this thread and reading them back now :)

07-Oct-2012 03:25:31

Amascut
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Amascut

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Not RuneScape related, like the lovely one above mine, but I wrote this one a few days ago. Been writing a very large amount of poetry recently, actually...

Anywho...
"Manuscriptures"
There's no day I want to revisit
The past should remain the past
Never should I remember
What came before today
I've learned from my experiences
But shall not be forced to recall
No reiteration of lessons
And I'll leave it all behind
Refreshed, I want to change
Perished, I never wanted to die
Dig that grave with your spade
Break through the cold, hard earth
As the snow falls in thousands
Millions swirling through the frosty aether
Give me the burial you deserve
And give yourself nothing
I'll never look behind me
My gaze remains before
And at last I will remain
But you must go on
Without
Me
In a clever twist outside of my control
We snicker at the passerbys
And await the glorious news
That the king is dead long live his spectre
But don't wish life on a replacement
Wishes never come to fruition
I would know and so would you
Look at where we are now
The other halves are chattering
Gossip spreading like pools of blood
That one of the cloth and one of the clothes
Did do so cruel an intention
But not so unkind a deed indeed
Capturing rumors as if butterflies
Alighting upon a ruined flower
I will uncover the truth
But I'll never look behind me
My gaze remains before
And at last I will remain
But you must go on
Without
Me.
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07-Oct-2012 05:27:08

Cyun

Cyun

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(Pay particular attention to structure.)
~ Ivory Towers ~

Stood tall and proud
Wind upon mirror faces
Gazing east, and down,
Upon the odd fellows
With their concealed
Heads, hidden dictators
And peculiar religion
—Frightening and dirty
Blood stained sand,
Against the gleaming
Glassy twin of good
Where white people
Strut in levelled floors
With their ideals and
Their threats of Capital
Ism, islm, “how do you
Say it?” Islam, yes, that,
But are they Terrorists
Or Freedom Fighters,
In those Ivory Towers?

07-Oct-2012 09:34:29 - Last edited on 07-Oct-2012 09:40:22 by Cyun

Old Gnomish
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Hehe, just noticed your response to mine a few posts above, Cyun. ^_^
A light-hearted ditty, Amoraten; not dreadful at all, I like it. :)
The wordplay is very clever, Amascut. Nice to see you venture into these parts.
Cyun, I wonder as to why you dub the towers as "Ivory"? Is there some religious meaning to the phrase?
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07-Oct-2012 17:50:49

Cyun

Cyun

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The term "Ivory Tower" is a modern saying derived from a biblical description. Nowadays it is used as a symbol of intellectual elitism. However, in tradition, it is used to describe noble purity. It is also mentioned in the Odyssey, in the form of a gate where dreams are categorised into true or false "There are two gates of sleep. One is of horn, easy passage for the shades of truth; the other, of gleaming white ivory, permits false dreams to ascend to the upper air." I use this term both traditionally and modernly as well as ironically. Simply put, I entertain the idea that the Western world has elitist views about their Middle Eastern brothers through economy, religion and morals. And traditionally by the fact that the American dream is a false one, and ascends metaphorically in growth and physically in a tower, or two. I try to use glass, sand and mirrors too as symbols of self-reflectance and the development of civilisation. Note that I'm not saying that 9/11 was good, but I'm pushing some concrete boundaries around the subject.
I rarely discuss my writing to that detail, I prefer the reader to discover it. However, often I think I write for myself, I'm sure you couldn't have got half of that from my poem, which is only my fault as a writer.

07-Oct-2012 21:49:23

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