Celebrating 100 followers! (Completion of the challenge)

Okay folks, here it goes; HAPPY PRIDEE! BE GAY DO CRIME! Wait that’s not what this post is about? Oh right the challenge, okay. So I got four responses and this challenge has very much maddened me. Firstly, kudos to me for making up a challenge I had no idea what it meant. That was a major bummer. Then, I got stuck in writer’s block and now here we are, me finally responding to the challenge: send me a poem/rap/poetic song and I’ll write a response to it! Please take all of this with a grain of bullshit. Let’s get this party started! (Drinks and snacks are in your kitchen)

1. The raddest rap ever 
Firstly, we have our fantastic StarNinja with his rap. So the rap went like this:
I’m a F*#$&%*ing Riddle.
I lay it on thick like Tom Hiddles playing the motherhumpin’ fiddle.
I dance and I chance an encounter with a counter doing math on a submarine.
I keep it cool, bend the rules, do my moves and I keep it clean.
I’m going out like a cactus that needs a haircut,
Filling every prescription for mean like an air hub.
Prickly nature? Yeah, I prickle for fun, yo.
But on the inside I’m soft and gooey like Play-Doh.
Am I sweet? Meet and greet, sugar feet, cuz I got these rhymes on fleek.
I’m an ordinary, singulary everyday thing.
I’m a wondrous universal song that you sing.
I’m big and small, short and tall
Round, flat, curved and straight, like a ball.
What am I?

After belting out this with my sister a hundred times including one time with a very bad Sheffield accent, I wrote a response and honestly go take the trophy for the hardest of the challenges. I tried iambic pentameter and if you squint hard enough any faliure's a success. 
Response:
Entangled dance amidst the violin strings
Held tightly by some absurd actor's hand
The logic dives discovering countered springs
You keep it clean yet not ever bland

A cool entity yet like a cactus 
Dichotomic words that hold such chaos
The kind sing the mean's chorus
The fragrant clay is floating through the cosmos.

You're sweet with the rhythms of wonderous life
You're ballads stitched through the breeze
Big like pinholes, small like this life
Short like fishbowls, tall like a crease.

Who are you?
Well, you're a fucking riddle.

2. A very sexy song

Okay, now that that’s done next up we’ve magicquill17 also known as my sister who has quite acted opposed to her usually kind self by giving me an actual Arctic Monkeys song. Yes, we’re big fans of Arctic Monkeys here. She literally made a portrait of the lead singer. They make wonderful rock songs with deep lyrics. (How deep? As deep as the pacific ocean.)The song was “Science Fiction” from their album “Hotel Tranquility Base and Casino”. Now go open your Spotify and listen to that and their entire discography.

Response: 

Your voice is crocheting flowers around my ears
Burning hot like a machine,
Mutated leeches with spider legs
Scream for lizard tongues in our tears.

I must admit I need you here still,
Reality's mouth is unmuzzled
Fangs full of cavities and clad in latex
Sinking inside my will.

Refractions through the golden glass
Of our societies
Relegious squatting on our present,
Myopic views from rear-view mirrors.

All points about love and peace are simple
Stuck on the inside of dirty mixing jars
Only the sexy way makes it out
While love is wearing ballet shoes in a football match.

The world has got me on a wire
Disguised through our despairs
Held onto through disgust,
Strange fascination.

Break your heart like a fortune cookie
SOS covered in laughter
Innocence doing multifarious activities
Pretence stuck like cumin on teeth.

So I tried to write a poem to say something new
But I've a feeling that the whole thing
May well just end up
Too repetetive for its own good,
The way some science fiction does.

3. A poem from the dark ages

Nice song right? Okay next is my lovely Victorian time-travelling Witch godmother Diya! Awesome book reviews, magical poetry, sweet replies, sparkly blog, she’s got it all! Here is the wonderful little poem she gave me:

THORN GARDEN

The roses bleed,
Tears of pain.
It’s crimson beauty,
A hideous stain.
A heartbreak macabre,
Cold chaos adorns.
Welcoming you,
To garden of thorns.

Response:

I step with care,
In this chaotic lare
Squint my eyes to see,
The sun bleed its glory
And I look at the roses
Standing still in mourning
Their eyes wide open with longing
Wishing upon the sun.
And I understand,
Grief is crimson.

4. A Hiphoppy rap

Okay so finally we have my awesome friend, Naman (say hi to him in the comments!) who assigned me the chorus from the very nice rap “Stan” by Eminem. I just feel so cool saying the title. Stan, yeah, stan, Stan, yo stan I love the rap Stan by Eminem, Eminem, yes, bruh. Okay, I’ll stop.

Here is the chorus:

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Response:
The rain's knocking your bolted gates
And I'm wondering why, you didn't open up
Your tears are blocking my ears,
And I can't hear at all
And even if I could it'd all be quiet
But you got out of bed afterall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.

All righty then those were all the four responses! What a party right! Thanks so much for sticking through! This was soo fun and so exhausting gosh! Go on, you can reply to any of the issued challenges too or the responses I gave to them! I’ll see you around then 🙂