misanthrope (774 hits)
Category: Quotes & Stories -> PoetryRating: -0.9 on 27 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by trent stewart (View user info) at 2005-10-18 20:14:49 EDT
The dusk lite wastelands grew violently silent.
Clouds of dust and sand blew forth and between the plateaus a dark figure emerged.
The red sunset outlined and elaborated his studded suit, shadows covered all but his virtue.
Face as pale as Antarctica, eyes bloodshot and dark with a piercing green glow, rippling muscles in between studded arm bands and armour.
Alone in the northern plane he cast himself away from his kingdom.
He is but a man, an imitation christ perfect in form.
The weight of a nation could of rested on his shoulder and he would of pointed them towards glory and hope.
Instead the nation laughed an ridiculed proclaiming lies, dragging him to the level of any peasant in the shire.
He was a leader among mice but the power he deserved was unrightfully misplaced.
Over the years his hate for the human intellect grew. "Why must the decent ones by trampled?" he asked himself.
He would make them all pay, and show them sovereignty in true form.
Years of depression, anxiety and misunderstanding would make one cease to exist. But in this case it grew inside of him and pushed him to the divine limitations of his body.
He was the misanthrope, and he now knew what he must do.
He must shepherd all sheep to their deaths, he must kill all the sleazes and all the whores, he must decimate villages of sin and greed.
Big open planes for as far as the eye can see ahead, alone he marched on.
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Submitted by PommyTom (user info) at 2006-12-18 23:36:06 EST (#)
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No Comment
Submitted by Bizdorph (user info) at 2006-03-26 06:51:44 EST (#)
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The phrase is not "could of", it's "could have" you illiterate twat.
Submitted by trent_nz (user info) at 2005-10-19 16:24:39 EDT (#)
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lolerblades. soz to everyone for gracing your eyes with my piece of shit
Submitted by FartSmeller (user info) at 2005-10-19 10:22:32 EDT (#)
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The pathetically attempted lite wastelands grew violently penisoidal.
Cockles of dust and poopy blew forth and between the missing semicolon a blandly described figure emerged.
The blandly described sunset in some way modified the appearance of his studded suit, shadows covered all but his meaningful personality trait.
Face as pale as something that's not usually described as "pale", eyes two adjectives that don't coincide with a third adjective, rippling muscles in between studded arm bands and armour.
Alone in the non-capitalized and incorrectly spelled landform he cast himself away from his kingdom.
He is but a man, however for the sake of sounding noble and arty we are going to personify him as Christ.
The weight of a nation could of rested on his shoulder and he would of wished for a grammar coach. Or, he would HAVE done something vague and boring.
Instead the nation refusED to use commas, laughED, AND ridiculED, still refusED to use commas, proclaimED that they had no idea to keep verb tense, draggED him to the level of any peasant in Hobbiton.
He was a leader among mice but the power he deserved had something indecipherable done with it.
Over the years his hate for the human intellect grew. "Why must the decent ones by trampled?" he asked himself. "What did I mean when I said 'by trampled?" he asked himself.
He would have a swift buildup of anger at his mistreatment, and do something to them that means nothing <insert misused large word>.
Plot change: He turned his depression into a drive for revenge.
He moves on to act on said lust for revenge.
Don't get mad at others for disliking your work. Use it as an opportunity to improve and retain your pride.
Submitted by Circe (user info) at 2005-10-19 00:58:27 EDT (#)
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Awwww.
Thank you for taking the time to find my post and express your no doubt unbiased feelings toward it.
Your attention is appreciated.
Submitted by Orgasmatron (user info) at 2005-10-19 00:20:03 EDT (#)
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I count 11 -2s for me and 9 for Bubba.
You've been busy.
Submitted by Bubba2341 (user info) at 2005-10-19 00:02:10 EDT (#)
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Four of mine (so far)?
Do you really want to be banned?
Look at your first post and compare it to your second.
Our reviews were NOT out of line.
Your retaliation was, however, you sick fuck.
Submitted by Orgasmatron (user info) at 2005-10-18 23:58:55 EDT (#)
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Two more of mine?
You're a big man.
Your post wasn't very good. Again: deal and move on.
Handing out -2s like they're reacharounds at a prison won't help you get any better.
Submitted by trent_nz (user info) at 2005-10-18 23:56:54 EDT (#)
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shut up you jellous cunts, go abuse someone with no artistic or creative merit.
Submitted by Bubba2341 (user info) at 2005-10-18 23:56:15 EDT (#)
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That said, look at my review of your first post (pain). Go figure. . .
Submitted by Bubba2341 (user info) at 2005-10-18 23:51:29 EDT (#)
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Sorry, Trentboy, you don't write. You simply poke at keys and continually hit
the wrong ones. You can't write OR spell.
Submitted by trent_nz (user info) at 2005-10-18 23:49:45 EDT (#)
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ill write what ever the fuck i want dipshit.
Submitted by Bubba2341 (user info) at 2005-10-18 23:48:52 EDT (#)
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Submitted by trent_nz (user info) at 2005-10-18 23:45:59 (#)
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aww poor babies ay, the funny thing is you attempted mockeries are allot worse than my original submission
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That's the point, fucktard. Look up sarcasm in yer Funk & Wagnalls. . .
Please give up the free verse poetry. I didn't get an extra degree in
English to read that slop.
Submitted by trent_nz (user info) at 2005-10-18 23:45:59 EDT (#)
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aww poor babies ay, the funny thing is you attempted mockeries are allot worse than my original submission
Submitted by Orgasmatron (user info) at 2005-10-18 23:42:26 EDT (#)
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Oooh...good one, Bubba.
Submitted by Orgasmatron (user info) at 2005-10-18 23:40:34 EDT (#)
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Really...three of my posts now?
Is your ego that fragile?
Just keep posting, man. I doubt they'll all turn out like this.
Submitted by Bubba2341 (user info) at 2005-10-18 23:35:57 EDT (#)
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The dusk-like wasteoids grew foolishly silent.
Clouds of shit and smegma blew forth and between the nipples a dark figure emerged.
The red head was like the dick on a dog, shadows covered all but his scrotum.
Face as pale as an Alpaca's ass with a piercing green glow; rippling muscles in between studded armbands and herpes sores.
Alone in the northern restroom he cast himself away from his Schlong.
He is but a moron, an imitation of shit, perfect in form.
The weight of a dog turd, one that fell from his mouth, rested on his shoulder,.
Instead, the asshole laughed and regurgitated lies, dragging himself to the level of hammered pigshit. He was a leader among chemists with BAs, but the power he deserved was unrightfully misplaced.
Over the years his hate for the site grew. "Why must the decent ones by trampled?" he asked hisself.
He would make them all pay, and show them dogshit in true form.
Years of repression, idiocy, and stupidity would make one cease to exist. But in this case it grew inside of him and pushed him to the posting of pure drivel.
He was the pissuparope, and he now knew what he must do.
He must fuck all sheep to their deaths, he must kill all the sleazes and all the whores, he must fornicate villages of rats and men..
Big open sores for as far as the eye can see, alone he marched on, vagina in hand. . .
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Now, retaliate on my posts with a shitload of -2s and Bart will most assuredly be called. . .
Submitted by Orgasmatron (user info) at 2005-10-18 23:25:05 EDT (#)
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Minus two! Retaliate!
Pay me back and masturbate!
Rah rah rah!
Sis boom bah!
Spare me from your shit poem's fate!
Submitted by trent_nz (user info) at 2005-10-18 23:07:22 EDT (#)
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Orgasmatron: thought it was funny i guess. I dont find gass stations and hookers inspiring myself.
Submitted by Orgasmatron (user info) at 2005-10-18 22:43:28 EDT (#)
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The afterbirth heavy breeze blew softly over the fields.
A pregnant silence, long bloated from the overeating and constipation of being with child, fell over the Mobil station.
This figure standing tall with cash in hand, the afternoon sun backlighting him and his blood red nose.
Nose as red as a Thai hooker's labia, face greasepainted and white with flabbergast and surprise, bottle of seltzer tucked into oversized pants.
Alone at the edge of America, he paid for his petrol and left.
What say you of this buffoon extravagant?
The economy of a Slavic nation-state could rest on his peformance, were he only to apply himself and wipe the slate clean.
His family's honor, long since tarnished like flatwear coughed on by a bag lady with hepatitis.
Their honor, his to reclaim through oversized shoe tap dancing and piefaced abandon.
Once, in Chattanooga, he gave a man a handjob for twenty bucks - such was his need for money for petrol.
He will make them all pay, he will make them all laugh their miserable selves to death.
Years at the wheel of the clown car, years of striving for petrol. Years and years and years, the road warrior carried on.
He was the bozo, and knew what he must do.
He must make the next gig. He must satisfy the need for belly laughs and erectile dysfunction brought on by cotton candy laced with Febreze.
Under the big top, yuks are king. Perform, he will, to earn his bling.
A road stretched out before him, opened wider than Kirstie Alley's asshole after some vicious butt banging by Lebron James. He put the clown car in Drive, and pressed on.
Submitted by trent_nz (user info) at 2005-10-18 21:22:23 EDT (#)
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Submitted by bowser (user info) at 2005-10-18 21:14:46 (#)
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lol 4th grade
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fuck asif you have posted anything
Submitted by bowser (user info) at 2005-10-18 21:14:46 EDT (#)
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lol 4th grade
Submitted by trent_nz (user info) at 2005-10-18 21:09:00 EDT (#)
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but i thought it was good ;'( *sniff*
Submitted by Circe (user info) at 2005-10-18 21:06:17 EDT (#)
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could of rested on his shoulder and he would of
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"Could have" and "would have"
Not that it matters, this is pretty bad anyway.
You need to read more, to understand how the language is used. This is the next thing to illiterate.
Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB (user info) at 2005-10-18 20:45:14 EDT (#)
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YOUR RETALIATORY -2'S WON'T MAKE THIS SUCK ANY LESS, PICKLE SMOOCHER.
Submitted by mikethescottish (user info) at 2005-10-18 20:29:06 EDT (#)
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Not as bad as I first thought. Kida like a less cool Rorschach character, but with potential. Flesh it out, it's all a bit... vague.
Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB (user info) at 2005-10-18 20:16:57 EDT (#)
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My love for you is like a truck, Berserker
Would you like some making fuck, Berserker
My love for you is like a rock, Berserker
The Berserker is just so obscene
Likes evil people you know what I mean
He takes your soul and then just rips you apart
He'll steal your heart
Would you like to smoke some pot, Berserker
My love for you is ticking clock, Berserker
Would you like to suck my cock, Berserker
Would you like some making fuck, Berserker