Poetry Corner

[Anonymouse]

Haiku

My truest passion
warm embrace, rhythmic pumping
Hot sex with a sheep

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slight breeze blows by
floating and flying around
your mom is a xxxx

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so much time wasted
reading all the posts
my butt itches

[Anonymouse]

do you support bush
I hates You
surferarmo does not

[Anonymouse]

Internet length haiku

I have a large xxxx
in fact it is twelve inches
until I log off

[surferarmo]

do you support bush
I hates You
surferarmo does not

Stereotypes

Whom ever said I supported one
I would rather support none
The only one I trust is me
To wave the flag from sea to sea
Do not think I go cruise control with Bushi
I am not all politics, I really like sushi.

All of you define an open mind
By someone who agrees with your kind
I find that is not the truth
When I man the Republican booth.

[surferarmo]

poetry is good.

[Anonymouse]

Yes it is good.
Like eating food.
Rhyme we should.

[Anonymouse]

I have no title for this but here it goes.

A greenish sky
Some chirping birds
Billowy lives
And sugar-coated words
Up and down
Tall and short
Birth and death
Financial support
Beautiful and pretty
Decaying and vile
A bath robe with wings
Some computer file
Cups filled with water
Smokey skies
Lords of illusions
Media lies
Someone to love
An alarm clock
Sharp razor blades
The afternoon walk
Circles have corners
The sunsets have tears
Darkness has light
Immortality has fears
Acid rain from above
The rusty human heart
When will the time reverse
When will life restart?

[ShawTy]

You say you are pale, for I think it is pure
I am often confused, yet you make me sure
You are an angel to help me get through
So I do thank god the most for you
As you guide me through until the end
I see you show your shining colors beyond a true friend
I keep saying your will is strong
You keep enduring, never showing any wrong
You always have seemed just to know
How to get through things and then to let go
So when I do have my final rest
I will kindly tell god what I liked best
My guardian angel whom I love so dear
Whom always knew of no such thing as fear
Her flame so bright shining with love
Yet, I can tell it was from her so far above
With words not made for the eloquence of one
She did everything, even prepare me for my time to come
So as to love and then live, or to live and then love
Always remember to look for your angel high above "RIP Tanya"

[jahannam]

bittersweet pain (wish it was chocolate)

headache, red or pink eye, apple pie
been calling all day with no reply
arrowhead's fake and so is any bottled water
neither freedom I want nor too much power
All I know is that we will be dying real soon
so try the impossible don't be a plastic spoon
crazy people are the reason this world's fun
so don't blame me, my granma makes good flan
just keep walking straight until you hit a wall
when I was a kid I hated barbies and every other doll
and now the headache's still there but no one really cares
I might as well spend my time with bears...

[Anonymouse]

This was a piece I wrote when inspired by Ya Ya Sisterhood.


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