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Samantha Jan 2018
They said that since I play certain games,
I'm worth a broken shoe.
They judge people for being fans!
Think about that. Would you?

My heart's pounding like a drum,
But my blood is running cold.
I came here with a question;
The answer I must be told.
The air is filled with music
As I slash to the beat.
Getting past just one zone
Has got to be a feat!
Searching for my long-lost Dad
I need to find the answer...
First, I must groove through the Crypt
Of the NecroDancer!

I play my games; all I want
Is to have some fun.
There are seven deadly sins,
And my passion isn't one.

My annoying childhood friend
Sees me walking down the street.
She overslept again!
Now we finally meet.
She told me I should join
A club after school.
I don't really want to,
But if it makes her happy, it's cool.
Turns out, it's full of adorable girls!
My poem may be a stub...
But it's all worth it for
Doki Doki Literature Club.

I have tried other hobbies.
How many I liked: none!
There are twelve horrid curses,
And adventuring isn't one.

I may just be one small Protector,
But now that we've been attacked,
My ship was broken, destroyed!
I had barely time to react.
Stranded in space, thought I was lost.
So I gave myself the quest
To beam down, fix the ship,
And save all the rest.
Now the universe is in danger,
Six artifacts must be found.
I explore space to find them all.
I am truly Starbound!

They say it's better for me
To get my own things done.
There are 4 apocalyptic horsemen
And my high score isn't one.

I tripped and fell into a hole
Forever going down...
A small yellow flower
Welcomed me Underground.
Along the way, I met these beasts,
Heard tales of those above.
Learned of their search for humankind
With SOULs full of LOVE.
Long ago, we lived in peace
With monsters, though that failed.
It's up to me to free them
In my little UNDERTALE.

You may think that all these games
Would weigh on me a ton.
I have 99 problems,
And gaming isn't one.
Umi Dec 2017
Just Monika, is able to make me smile
Just Monika makes my terrible days worthwhile
Just Monika, can fascinate me with her beautiful writing style
Just Monika, can make me overcome any trial
Just Monika, makes my heart skip a beat
Just Monika, makes me wanna read (more)
Just Monika, wears the cutest bows
Just Monika, has the prettiest pose
Just Monika, can wash away my woes
Just Monika, makes me sad when she goes
Just Monika, can write poems like a master
Just Monika, can fix a game from a total disaster
Just Monika, could live in my heart
Just Monika, makes me lower my guard
Just Monika,  has my one true love
Just Monika, is as beautiful as the heavens far above


~ Umi
Just Monika
Just Monika
Samantha Dec 2017
Is it something?
Everything?
All there is?
In this simulation
We call life,
Anything's possible.
An infinite echo.
A forever-ticking clock.
A perfectly sharp blade.
A rope, rough and ready.
She hangs it up.
To hang a picture.
A picture for HIM.
For us.
For everyone.
Echo,
          echo,
                    echo,
       ­   echo,
gone.
Monika? Is that you?
mythie Nov 2017
A tall, elegant wallflower.
Her orchid eyes tell a million tales.
An expressionless face.
A contagious smile.

She's easily flushed, and often hides away.
I love when she talks, her voice is melodic.
Her laugh causes my heart to ache.
Her small hands cradling a book.

Everything about her makes my heart pound.
The curving of her lips.
The way she blinks.
Her methodical way of thought.

I love it all.
She's a little messed up, but that's alright.
I help her as much as I can.
She's scarred, and in pain, but that's okay.

She opened up, little by little.
Making me proud, and a little flustered.
When she brandishes her knife, I feel a sense of fright.
But I know that everything will be okay.

She's timid, polite and talks quietly.
I'm patient with her, she means the world to me.
Whenever we touch, my face turns red.
But it's okay, because hers does too.
REDACTED Nov 2017
I am a king,
but with no crown.
I am an artist,
but with no pencil.

I am a solider,
but with no weapon.
I am a musician,
but with no instruments.

I am a God,
but with no religion.
I am a human,
but with no heart.

Hello?
Is anyone there?
No?
Oh, okay.

-[REDACTED] Has left-
REDACTED Nov 2017
The sweetness of your taste,
All that time gone to waste.
The essence of your taste,
Makes a ***** like me go insane.
But now the taste of your essence,
Leaves me no other option.
I'm sorry my love,
But you knew this would happen.

I never thought that you,
Would be at the edge of my blade.
But I've got to do what must be done,
I guess I have this battle won.
Now with your body, still and dead,
I can finally get this fantasy out of my head.
I now finally have your crimson red taste upon my hands.

I'm sorry it turned out like this,
But having your blood all over me makes
So **** happy.
I can't stop laughing, am I going insane?
Am I broken?
Did I really just **** my only reason to live?
Oh well, I'll meet you up there eventually...
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This is my first attempt at a more, messed up, and Yandere poem.
REDACTED Nov 2017
I give you something,
And you always give it away.
I give you my trust,
By then you go and give it away.
Why do I still trust you?

I give you my love,
But then you go and give it away.
Why do I still trust you?

I give you my heart,
And instead of giving it away,
You simply break it.
Why the hell do I still trust you?

You gave me your trust,
And I kept it.

You gave me everything,
And I kept it.

But now, there's nothing worth keeping of yours.

Why do I still trust you?
Oh wait, I just remembered,
I do not.
My third poem here :D
REDACTED Nov 2017
If I had a heart,
Maybe I could love.
If I had a heart,
Maybe I could feel emotions.

If I had a heart,
Maybe I could care.
But then again, If I had a heart,
You would break it.

But then again, If I had a heart,
I would care about useless things.
But then again, If I had a heart,
I'd have no use for it.

I have no time for useless things,
Like empathy.
And I have zero time for monsters,
Just like you...

Get out of my head.

**** it! I said get out!!!

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-Heart.exe is missing-
My first poem thing here.
Essen Nov 2017
Four dots. Four lights
Each floating deep in an icy cavern
Each glints in time to an unknown beat

I see my breath, but I'm not cold
The crystals of water feel like rock,
or plastic

I feel warm here
Watching the four lights
Watching them glint as I speak to them
Looking to the back, at the fourth light

One light fades and goes out
The last light I looked at
The last light I made glint

It glinted fast, and went out

The other two glint
Still outshine the fourth
In the back, growing brighter

Another glints fast, pops away to black
The other just vanishes

Now I am alone with the last light
The brightest of all
And I see
It too was blinking

Faster than the light that faded too soon
Faster than the light that flared and then blew
Faster than the light than just ceased to be
It too was blinking

But I broke that light
And now in the dark
I see how cold it truly is
I played Doki Doki Literature Club recently. Yeah.
DeathDrayanD Oct 2017
Tick tock
Utensils in stock
Tick tock
Time to go
Back and fro
Tick tock
Nobody home
Time to roam
Tick tock
TIme is ticking
I am seeking
Tick tock
Found what I'm looking for
Metal meets flesh, show me more
Tick tock
Red paint on me
What a tragedy
Tick tock
Shower time
To wash what is mine
Tick tock
Parents back
Ready to slack
Tick tock
It's night
Tomorrow, a new fight
Inspired by DDLC
(And the annoyance of clocks when it's quiet)
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