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While it seems he has just one dimension,

The truth is, KMT craves attention.

Not so dumb as he looks

He even reads books

Though their titles are too rude to mention.

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she is more than a number

what little meaning is her age

she can funny or humerous

or wise like a sage

 

or wise like a smart ass

but that is part of her charm

though she much bark

she never means any harm

 

you can flat out mock her

just like KMT did

she take it as well as dish it out

will there be an infraction?

heaven forbid!

 

touche shouldn't change

and has many friends among her

she doesn't need to get nicer or prettier

and at the very least any younger

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how is one to know when they are inflicted

when a symptom is being unaware

others can tell

but the victim is blind to the sickness

i wish it was an excuse

at least that is some control

 

you can leave the shades up

it's a dark room either way

which is comforting either way

its not as if the past held better days

at least something will always be familiar

 

soon it will take over

the transformation awaits

how much longer, who knows?

some days, it can't come soon enough

a tunnel with no light is no longer a tunnel

 

i'm sure others can't help but smile

 

-ltw

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muscles tighten and sweat builds

exercise is paying off

i try to push out the blackness deep within

the burning pain is my punishment

a solid shell

with a rotten core

but now hardened both outside and in

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muscles tighten and sweat builds

exercise is paying off

i try to push out the blackness deep within

the burning pain is my punishment

a solid shell

with a rotten core

but now hardened both outside and in

 

Try eating more fiber.

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Gone is the subtley

With what is written, it's obvious

The purpose of what is written is becoming clear

Wind, Earth, Fire, Water? Only Wind applies

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Gone is the subtley

With what is written, it's obvious

The purpose of what is written is becoming clear

Wind, Earth, Fire, Water? Only Wind applies

Maybe not beans though...

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Why do people lie? Why do they pretend?

In how many positions are you willing to bend?

 

You know he'll cheat.

You know he'll lie.

 

But ask yourself why you can't leave.

Why do you want to cleave?

 

Something inside tells you you don't deserve the best

It's not a place you'll go...not your quest

 

I pray I'm wrong

Wish I could sing a different song

 

Stop wasting time

Soon you won't be in your prime

 

Get real

You haven't invented the wheel

 

Pretend you're not for him

Pretend he's not for you

 

Pretend that you really deserve the best.

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The last two poems I wrote have something extra

Lord knows

Of course its not that hard

The game applies to this one too

Flies, it may attract because this poem stinks

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The last four poems

Lord knows

Of course it's getting easier

The game applies to this one as well

Rings, not flies this time. Thus it works

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I discovered Spine Poems

and thought they were fun

it bored storyrider

but she was the bright one

 

you take the title of a book

and make each word the start

of a line of poem

you don't have to be that smart

 

i got someting else in store

for another day

and hopefully story won't yawn

or call them gay

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I discovered Spine Poems

and thought they were fun

it bored storyrider

but she was the bright one

 

you take the title of a book

and make each word the start

of a line of poem

you don't have to be that smart

 

i got someting else in store

for another day

and hopefully story won't yawn

or call them gay

I'm just kidding

it was fun

Can't think of a rhyme

And I have a bad cough

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I'm just kidding

it was fun

Can't think of a rhyme

And I have a bad cough

 

no apology necessary

thick skin i have

i hope for your cough

you obtain a salve

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