Best Username Poems
Has the convenience of technology
inoculated us from reality?
Do androids dream of electric sheep?
I pray the code my soul to keep?
Does your universe live within 4G
Or megapixel infinity?
Which memory lies within
The one that was
Or the one that's been
Or how much gig how much ram?
Which reality is true?
Cyber me
Or cyber you?
Cyber bully
Cyber crime
Cyber hate
Cyber time?
Cyber boxer
Or cyber brief?
Who is the real identity thief?
Cyber pleasure
Cyber pain
Hours spent glaring into the screen
Choosing an alternate username.
Status updates and trending tweets
Fill your mind and rob your sleep.
Clever hashtags and Instagram
Will shape your image and gain more friends.
Is the you you've shaped in cyberspace
The same you I'd see face to face?
We hide behind our computer screens
And criticize with brutal ease.
Virtual reality
Is buying souls of men you see
And robbing the ability to dream real dreams.
I want to conquer something real
That I can grab that I can feel.
I want to touch life and hold on tight
I want to unblock true friends
And "like" real sights.
I want conversation face to face
In real world time
In a real world place.
Categories:
username, computer, culture, identity, satire,
Form:
Rhyme
On Tuesday night, Nick died quietly at home in his bed
He left a grieving wife and their two adult children
After a long and indescribable journey he reached his goal
He was well received by St. Peter
"A simple question before you can go through the gate, said St. Peter
to enter the kingdom of heaven,
I must have your username and password "
Nick always had trouble remembering numbers
He tried with his own name and date of birth
"Sorry, that's wrong," St. Peter answered
His wife's name and their street number ... he had to try it
"No, it does not fit," St. Peter shakes his head
and said, "you only have three chances ... your last try"
Nick started to sweat ...
Date of birth to the children - (he did not remember)
Bank code ?
Car number ?
Door code ?
mia 2045 - ... pia 7822 ... - happiness 5090
cat ... 4456 - ... sun 1087 ... - stone 5344 ... ? ? ?
Nick, was completely empty for more suggestions
"Dear St. Peter, please call my wife
she always remember a number "
St. Peter :
"Sorry my friend ... goodbye"
20.03.2018
Sun :) A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved
Categories:
username, death, funny, identity,
Form:
Light Verse
The Sounds of Spring
About: This poem is describes my feelings of the season spring. How the wonders of it are a miracle. A place so green dries and dies, when the cold comes. Then blooms and grooves of new life of all God's creations.
ATTENTION:All my poems are posted by me. No one else. Other websites, that I have uploaded my poems on are: forums.familyfriendpoems.com and wattpad.com (the username is the same on this website, as well as those: ricoelhady)
When the sun lights up over the land,
the groves grow golden red,
under the light,
The day then starts,
with the clinging of the bells in the far east,
and the roosters singing at dawn,
the sun's golden rays peak out to play spreading all over the land,
The blue jays sing,
the flowers bloom,
and the bees spread the scent,
the day shines brighter than any other icy day,
The game animals awake,
to the sounds from the wind,
they sing and perch to the instruments of day,
The creaking of the old mill,
on Grey's hill,
wakes up the town,
people of all ages boom through the day,
clapping and dancing,
to the rhythm of the day,
The clouds embrace across the blue,
cuddling and huddling the Sun and sky,
sparking the land under a disco light,
Me, what do I do?
I sit nearby the big, blue river,
listening,
to the plops and ploops and plips,
of the fish,
jumping here and there,
Today is a special day,
the first time this year,
nature decided to,
sing the sounds of spring
Categories:
username, adventure, beauty, blue, happiness,
Form:
Free verse
"Winged Warrior"
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winged horse
divine white steed
creature defeats fierce monsters
"gods" placed equine amongst skyline
mythical male stallion
horse-god
mane mirrors snow
profound wisdom warrior
poets penned symbolic ascent
Heaven's Knight fantasy
*For Nette Onclaud's Pen a Pensewe Contest ...
*Written by: Username: petite poetess
*June 29, 2012 ...
*Theme: Pegasus ...
Categories:
username, adventure, fantasy,
Form:
Verse
PUNISHING LIES
About: This poem was actually written a few days ago. Earlier this month and last month, a grew a bit of anger in me. This anger was forged and created by the people around me. And, so because of how I angry I was the best way I dealt with it. Was, by writing through poetry.
ATTENTION:This poem was originally posted on the websites:
wattpad.com and forums.familyfriendpoems.com
by the author, using the username: ricoelhady.
Grieve,
is the only word I hear,
when the clock stops ticking,
hitting and banging while,
my heart keeps skipping,
every beat of my life,
and every breathe ever used
I forget about the days,
when the light shines through the graves,
of yesterday,
the petals of love,
went flying through the sky,
scenting the harmony,
that was once forged in our hearts,
Through every second passing,
when I glance at your eyes,
I see nothing but the hate,
you flow to me,
the hate left for me,
Crazy as it seems,
your love means more to me,
than the falling sky,
of yesterday,
What ever have I done,
to let you think of me wrong,
I gave in all my love,
my hope for a life,
just to be with you,
but it craddles me wrong
The days that I stood,
glaring at you,
made me feel,
the world was tight in a bubble,
and nothing was ever wrong,
But the facts, and the lies, and states that you cried,
made me believe you,
even though,
your stature was pure to see,
but your flaw blinded me,
Never again,
will I see,
the kinds of you,
cuz I know now,
what it feels to be blessed,
with a mind like yours,
Torture and abundance,
dives deep into your heart,
the screaming and the lies,
that you penetrated through,
makes no difference of you,
Like you,
you made me feel so free,
but then you trapped me,
like birds in cages,
Creating nothing,
but the fear you deserve,
the anger I felt,
the anger I kept
But, now,
the shed of tears,
that I allowed to flow,
dries so harsh,
that rivers have flown
My heart full of blood,
pumped out no more,
never ever,
will I breathe your name,
no more
Your life,
your name,
your beauty,
and your voice,
means no more,
than the grave you belong
Hush and quite,
were you,
as a demon,
live so far,
in red and hot flames,
of God's belly
Categories:
username, anger, conflict, dark, family,
Form:
Free verse
This Little Light of Mine
I run though with a glow
That seems not to see afar off
But here is my starting point of achievement...
Mighty oceans appreciate every little flow.
Even though the wind blows tough
I will still keep it with my strength ointment.
Have you seen the world of fireflies?
They attract with such a little fire
So is this little light of mine.
I will illuminate where every darkness lies
For My fire ranks than the strength of a sire
I am not stopping until the shinning greatness sign.
With such a little light
I crave within a powerful burning
Tightly shut up for an explode
I sense it, 'tis a new might
That propels my intent yearning
And anoints my laden goad.
Come little lights, I will come mine
Shine, shine and shine...
And teem beyond this strange destructive dark light
Let's make a light uniquely pure and bright…
For this little light of mine
I am going to let it shine...
USERNAME: goodyylan
MOTIF: SPIRITUAL
(NEW POEM)
Categories:
username, inspirational, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
Control, Alt, Delete
If I could control life
from some alternative universe,
I'd delete you out of it.
You try to control and manipulate others
With your alternate version of the truth,
but all you seem to manage is killing--
Killing love, killing hope, killing self-esteem
deleting all the joy that was.
Control, Alt, Delete
Sorry, you no longer have a valid username or
password for this heart.
Don't bother applying for a new user account.
I'm done with your using.
Access Denied.
Control, Alt, Delete
I've logged you out.
Out of my heart,
Out of my head,
Out of my life.
Your poison will no longer control my life. I'm tired,
Tired of your petty attempts at manipulation.
Tired of all the one-sided care.
We cannot alter the truth.
You cannot delete your careless words
or hurtful actions.
Control, Alt, Delete
It's time to shut this relationship down.
It's time to change
status
Ignore user(s)
Block caller
Deny access
All codes changed.
If I could control life
from some alternative universe,
I'd delete you out of it.
Control, Alt, Delete
Shutdown
But perhaps,
I just did.
Sincerely,
Heart Administrator.
(Written for a World Opem Poetry Mic challenge to be read on 11/27/2015)
Categories:
username, anger, break up, technology,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Normal world soar!
Go ahead be who you are.
See yourself through your needs, wants, and desires.
Never be ashamed when you are right letting no one take your fight.
The world is shaped by its means.
The dreams we have are our schemes.
I just diagnosed why he or she does not succeed.
We let people beat when we should not be defeated.
Creation instills right or wrong.
To be vulnerable informs the mind.
Strong is the man that climbed, when he had fallen so many times.
His back bother him therein.
Do you know this man climbed again!
He peaked the highest mountain known.
When he reached the top, his soul aglow.
No one will ever defeat his purpose.
He climbed and he climbed for inner glory.
Go ahead be who you are.
Let no obstacle be a stumbling block.
Stride and decide how far you want to go.
Your essence is your soul.
Foundation has scaffold, thus far.
When you felt weak, you stood.
The wind blew so hard.
However, you stood.
Demoralization came from everywhere.
Your mind was confused, but you became conflicted.
That was so intelligent.
You defeated what wanted your downward spiraling.
Go ahead believe in self.
You are who you are - nothing else.
Thank the torch and make your mark.
Disallow the fire to burn.
Win your needs, wants, and desires.
Soar!
Normal World, soar!
Username: Verlena
Pseudonym: Oblivion Dark Sunshine
Motif: Self-worth
Categories:
username, birth, character, children, creation,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
She sat alone
Against jagged stones
Carving her misery into them
Watching the blood, red and worn
Retell her sorry tale
The ocean waves crashed at her feet
As if trying to warn her
As if trying to tell her something
"He isn't there anymore"
But she won't heed the angry voices
Nor will she try to move
Because the ocean reminds her too much of him
His blue eyes, and cold heart
And a midnight summer charm
She waits until it fades to black
and the ocean looks like a black abyss
Then she hopes it will swallow her
leading her to him
Maybe the ocean will take pity
And lead her straight to hell
And into her long lost love open arms
Where he's waiting for her
But the ocean refuses to open
And refuses to let her drown
They try to tell her that he isn't there anymore
She has no reason to cry
Tear a Heart, Shred a Soul
No difference will it make
Unless you head the silent whispers
That he is waiting on the sand
Beneath the moon
Watching and Waiting for her return
His tale too is a sad one
For she will never come back
Her ripped up mind
Her beaten body
Lay in the ocean, buried deep
Waiting for him
(i have the same poem up on a different site...username XxUnforgivenxX)
Categories:
username, angst, confusion, death, depression,
Form:
Verse
Love is the gentle blossom of a flower
Love is the rain, a cool night shower
Love is a fortress; there is safety in the towers
Love is a light when in darkness we cower
Love is a beginning when we reach an end
Love is when paths meet after the wind and bend
Love is a blessing, the loyalty of a friend
Love is the greatest thought that words can send
Love is an enormity too large to comprehend
Love is the equilibrium, the balance of trust
Love is an entity, she and he, we and us
Love is an ecstasy, until the dawn, until dusk.
username: mt
motif: philosophical
Categories:
username, love,
Form:
Rhyme
Its wicked the way you make me feel about you
My mind taken, twisted, to never undo
Visions like my dreams so wild and free
A place, if u want, pleasure make believe
Stranger, a man with a username and face
No need for personal details just a 2D space
Be what, see what and talk what you want
The letters from the keys rise up to taunt
A place with whom the strangers devulge
All things worldly, naughty and nice
Luring curiosity, tempting you to taste
A dialogue thats raw, not for faint hearted
Here there are no delays of time and place
The world can join in at their leisure and pace
What you get is what you invest, dont expect
It's not that giving, maybe sacrifice your soul
One thing is for sure, it will rape your mind
A new experience that you will accept or deny
Shared with strangers, secrets and artificial lives
STOP!.....there is no gossip and certainly no spies
Released from their reality, the uncertainty they see
A global village where people want to feel free
To express, have no regrets and know secrets kept
It's wicked you see, what that space knows about me!
Categories:
username, imagination, social,
Form:
Free verse
Raindrops dropping everywhere
letting all the world know,
if she gets any sadder today,
hail will follow snow!
Winds blowing restlessly.
Leaves all over the yard.
Anger is on her face today.
Make sure you put up your guard!
Light has turned off suddenly
across the earth today.
Maybe a death in her family?
Darkness is on a rampage,
get the heck out of her way!
Tidal Wave wiped two states out.
Small token of her dismay.
She'll take out all fifty states
if she doesn't have her way!
She'll ask Tornado and Earthquake to assist her.
They'll be sure to get the job done.
If they try to hit us all at once,
our chances are just about none.
Username: Madea808
Motif: Nature (7)
Categories:
username, emotions, weather,
Form:
Rhyme
My country's media tells me there's a man with nuclear weapons over in Iran that I really need to fear.
The new Boogeyman in the sand is bad as Stalin, guilty as Hitler, named Mahmoud Ahmadinejad.
I've never met the dude but they say he's crude and worse than the devil in high gear.
Unfortunately, I've heard this tale before other senseless bloody wars that were results of playing god.
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*ps---It would not allow me to post the poem without my username....Sorry...
from,
Anonymous :)
Categories:
username, political, me,
Form:
Chastushka
Kash wants to write a Limerick
please come and help him with the trick
that on username
Irma wants the same
overtrying will soon make him sick.
© kash poet
=============================
Placement:2nd;(September 2011)
Contest:Write a Limerick Using Your Poetrysoup Name
Sponsor:Irma Linda
Categories:
username, funny,
Form:
Limerick
My name is Stephen King, it is really
Like the famous horror author
Though more good looking than he is
He is comfortably rich I’m only a pauper.
Nehpets Gnik is my username on here
I could not declare my real name
For I am humbled to share it with him
Comparing my work with his put me to shame.
Categories:
username,
Form:
Quatrain