Kalimat al-Mutafalsif

Well, little histroy lesson today. In high school I was an avid poet, I wrote a ton, though most of it has not seen the light of day, nor will it ever. However, in the past few days I've, for some odd reason, fallen back into thinking in Iambic Pentameter (ok, I lie, I prefer/think in quadrameter, but its all good). To that end, I've decided to capture the heart of the geek plight, aka lack of, lets say, interest, with what I'm calling "Emo Geek Shakespeare". Lets begin

/*Singleton*/

Like Char arrays without slash naught,
Binary Buddies malloc'd seperate,
Slash star comments, without star slash,
And svn without checkin,

My code mirrors the thoughts inside,
Which way deep down true feelings hide,
Like crypto tunnels through dark nets,
Data unknown 'less key is blown.

Poor Javac'd code, the warnings off,
Compiles? Yes, maintainers scoff,
Defined your vars global static,
Allowing only one to run.

For all in this, set state: alone.

Now, just because I like most types of peotry, not just Iambic meters, I also write Haiku:

/*Game Time*/
Autumn, Winter, Spring,
Seasons change over minutes,
Game time is faster.

/*BlackRock*/
Meeting on Blackrock,
Sunsets drenching Horde bodies,
Iron Forge defended.

/*FWOR*/
Practiced for keyboards,
Falling Water Over Rocks,
Owns all other Forms.

/*ID10T*/
The lurking admin,
Infuriated again,
I D ten T err'.

Some may remember my Valentine's Day post... I've taken a few from it as well.

/*The Day of Love*/

The Day of Love is fin'ly here,
The Day to keep your loved one near,
The Day of which meaning is clear.

Mayhaps to one who talks to girls,
And understands their want for pearls,
Not to us who give naught but perls.

Or sit at home and drink a Bawls.
Troll all the forums, posting our lols,
Then visit game stores in near malls.

For we speak a language not known,
Which makes us gods, power unknown,
And which no girl could ever pwn.

If Dollar var equals slash 0,
Then echo to std io,
Happy Valentine's Day to you.