A Thread of Poetry ( Only Post Poetry HERE!! )

[readmycomics]

SOME POEMS
By Matt



I don't need a DJ
I don't need an army
I don't need a VJ
I don't need the royal navy
Get me a ninja turtle



Cocaine drugs shitty ugly girl hugs full metal shotgun slugs average day in life my bone thugs


I keep it real.



Rub it
Tug it
push it
pull me
I want you to suck my balls


teenage mutant ninja turtle why have they turned to crap? awnser: american children are retarded


I like pizzas I like pie I wish I would fucking die



David Fincher,
David Fincher,
Dick Pincher
Dave can't make a good movie
and fails at life



Loli porn sixteen seventeen
thirteen years old with
pink orange hair sucking
her brothers dick thats
the ticket trainspotting
on their wizards hat fishbone
the wishbone dog splish splash
Tom Hanks in philedphia writing
a song for Kurt Cobaine's ******
dead ass Fredy Mecury aids worse
then Pamela Anderson.



Say yes to drugs.



Soft Colas
Panda Bears
Shoes on a train
I liked Vanillia Ice



French Women and
some french men
suck dicks


Taped and bound to your leg
the special thing you hide
from men,
its a dick duh



I'm Batman
I'm Batman
I'm Batman
Nya Nya
I'm Batman



I cried and cried
Thats it.



Slit the butthole
and then fuck it
gay and a goth



Eminem may be just a wigger
he just can't fight
him is wanting to be a ******
his raps are right
like 50 cent



You and me were great together
we played donkey kong and it was cool
then you kicked me
now I'm like fuck you
On a couch we sat
countries with barrels
and lizard pirates
fuck I forgot my point


I'm black
I'm black
I smoke crack



Sun-Tan Lotion on a black guys ass
take a hand full of balls
Left around the bend to the glass
Ran up long halls
She gave a big bag of grass
laughing like crosses falls
Marshall Matthers is gay



Man-Boobies on my best friend:
You stick them in his face,
he smiles, he smiles
You stick them in his mouth,
he bites, he bites,
you suck his dick.



Teenage Mutant without a turtle
trained in japanese fuedal ninja arts
eating pop tarts abortions fertile
oregon coathanger around its farts
ghetto born for life



Hairsrapy in your eyes
hairspray for your nose
hairspray up your ass
Just like John Waters movie.
Spiderman should still use guns.


Gothic Girl at burger king
Gothic Guy at mcdoanlds
god makes the best satire


Gunshot to the face, noose on a neck,
Slit wrists, slit throats
chainsaw to the chest, razorblade to the voice box
man I want to kill people.


Firebomb the planet
Napalm the earth
Vote for president
Viva Le Revolution


Blonde bitch that can chainsmoke
laugh at a bad dick joke
had an abortion and went bro
e boyfriend troubles modern art marterpiece theater


Ice Cube sucks.


Anarachy,
Entropy,
The choice was yours America.


woman lie
woman kill
woman die
woman will
I love teenage girls
no matter what you do to them
you never feel bad.
Because their not real people.


I'll kill you if I had the chance.


The Dick, The Dick
this poem was a little sick
so instead I played with my prick
so sick so sick dick dick generic gay statement


Seth McFarlene is terrible
Family Guy is god awful
Trey Parker is a god.
Matt Stone blows dogs for quarters.


KISS:
Knights of chivalry
In the greatest band ever
Satan is their leader
Service for him eternal
Decide on a topic
It will help you out
Cool beans if you can find one
Kill yourself if you can't
So go ahead, do it.


If I knew who made spyware,
I'd actually **** them.
In front of everyone they love,
tied up with ducktape.
I wish I knew how to make spyware.
I'll find you.


Teenage girls
Teenage sluts
Communist party
Socialist butts
democracy whores
consumerism sucks
Anarchist pools
Anarachists, giving what whats


Economics is a stupid idea.


fags and transvestites
blacks and goth rock
midgets and hippies
spiderman and chirstian
hip hop and wanda sykes
all targets. Always


Smoke weed
Smoke Weed
Smoke weed
Do Pills
Do Pills
Do Pills
Suck my dick
suck my dick
suck my dick
now suck my friends dick
Now my other friend
and now smile for the camera, you cheap slut


Relationship troubles
he was a ****** anarachist,
she loved pinko communists,
they argued, they fucked,
he laughed, she sucked,
over the internet two became one
then CNN had a special report about their crazy relationship
and how they help up togeher with fully automatic
machineguns in a bunker, complete with re-inforced concrete and steel,
as well as enough food and water to last a year.
And they said Y2K was useless.


Take her for a suck,
Take her for a fuck,
just don't let her talk
Ever.


Punch her face
Punch her eyes
punch her boobie
slit her wrist
slit her ears
slit her clit


Love, oh love
it does not exist
hate, oh hate
this is not an exit


**** is cool.


A bitchy christian,
voted for bush,
found out she was preggers,
and typecasted a friend as a goth
What a cunt.


I'd use nunchucks,
I'd use a mac ten
I'd use a tactical nuke,
all those things would get us out of iraq.


Tranny & Jackoff
Jackoff kissed every guy but me
Tranny was unhappy and a crippled told me
Jackoff decided to suck off a Tranny and told me
I have no end for this poem, other then whose left to fuck me.
Besides a slutty bitch I wouldent touch with my giant cock. Not no way, not no how.


Vaugeness,
symbolism,
or stupid offensive dick jokes
I report, you decide.


Jacking off in a bottle of herbal essence,
I heard some guy did that,
that would make a good poem.


I roll up on a mothafucka
I hit em all up on a mothafucka
I fucking fuck on a mothafucka
I then took a shit on a mothafucka
I found out I was at the wrong house.
Not as quickly as I would've liked.


Hitler did some cool things before he died.
He was an artist, and like Kurt Cobain was killed by his wife.
After that the world spread some awful rumours about him,
Like he somehow convined people to commit a massive genocide
Manson did that.
With a time machine!


I'm white.
I'll fight.
I'm right.
And white.
Quite tight.
Highly contright.


Kill myself,
then come back as a racist ghost
make fun of ******s and jews from coast to coast
hate on fags like burnt toast
make fun of chirstians on a comedy centrals roast
I ain't one to boast
But fuck you the most





I love the taste of my dick.
Its so big I get sick.
It was once bitten by a man named rick.
He didn't even like the taste of my dick
fuck him



Bloodshed! Bloodshed! Bloodshed!
I sure do enjoy my birthdays.



I am very smart.
I once scientifically engineered a fart.
It was so toxic, I was arrested for a hate crime.
I don't get it.



My dick's great.
My dick's really big.
I don't care what you think, its my dick.



I want some love
But no one loves me
I guess I need to commit suicide



The Matrix sucks.
Kevin Smith is gay.
I hate final fantasy.
Star Wars is gay.
Data from star trek is hot.



England sucks
In a fight with batman they lose
Europe is gay



I love to squeeze my dick
I could do it all day
Sometimes the white stuff is thick
It tastes a little gay



Spider-Man should use guns.



I like big buts and I cannot lie
george franklin would deny
thats why when he walked up in my face he got sprung.



I don't like hippies.
They give my dick the drippies.
Fuck Hippies.



Samual L Jackson rules
He should be president of canada
I would vote for him



Gobble my cock
squeeze that cock
beat my cock to a bloody pulp
so long as its in your mouth, cunt, or ass
my cock will love you




Snoop Doggy Dog has not got shit on me.
Snoop Doggy Dog just can't fuck with me.
Snoop Doggy Dog will never lick my face.
I ain't gay, like Snoop Doggy Dog.



Money Money Money, I only need it today
I have a fifteen year old
to give a blowjob for twenty bucks
I is broke
so I just say twenty fucks
Then go beat off in my truck.



My mom is gay
My father is gayer
My boyfriend is gayest
I am gayer then all of them combined
sexually
We are a gay family



I cut my wrists
I slit my throat
I'll touch my dick with a knife too



Fight Club was a bad movie.



My super powers:
I can shoot lasers
I can fly around
I can spit game with the best of them
I can also give an abortion



Aliens abducted me
on one sultry night
they were pretty gay
insisting on me sucking them off
I agreed, but in protest
they had guns,
I sucked alien dick.



Lemons Limes Coconuts
The gayest part of froot loops
is that I molest the holes with my weiner



Hanson is so cute
I would sleep with all three
especially the little one



Captain Picard and I faught off demons
Luke Skywalker showed up and we had a threeway
Then Vin Diesel showed up and killed us
Because he hates fags.



Mary Mary
Your pussy is quite harry
You should liek shave that shit or something



MTV is my soul
VH1 is my heart
CMT is my life
CNN is my shit



Variety Lix Dix Off Hizzle
Shizzles been Dizzled



My wig and makeup make me a woman,
my cock and balls makeme a man.



America is so great
The president is so cool
If you don't like eithar
fuck you



Werewolves in your face,
Vampires on your lap,
Frakenstien in your ass,
Dracula on your lap,
Zombies in your arms,
Nosferatu on your neck,
Demons in your soul,
Bradd Pitt is gay in that movie.
You know the one, the one where he was gay.
Like being gay is a horror element.
Man, I could even stomp a faggots ass.

Nought


do not she said look past these hours
only to see the shadows that cling
i watched your soul wither this matters
not you said and in time you see
everyone's pretty noose will swing

i did and do believe this disease
carries weight that pulls me again down
for i saw your tears fall and the pleas
they surround me each time that i breathe
each time that i breath i...just drown

for the words that i read now they mean nought
letters scrawled by mine own thoughts easily

betrayed

could it be just a fucking game that i play
misconstructed words of such a failing phrase

i know and i know someday this night shall pass
by on the wayside together in which we stand
so whisper to me again i plead tell me everything
about he who i see each time when i turn away...

from yet another broken mirror scene.

======
not my best. oh well.

readmycomics >>>> Please pay attention, this thread is called "A Thread of Poetry ( Only Post Poetry HERE!! )"

Where the hell does it say autobiography???

[Disfunction]

Cheer up, buttercup, the day is not yet through.
I know not what's going on, but that I can't hate you.
Cheer up, buttercup, this is all for your delight;
We'll close our eyes and run away before another fight.
Cheer up, buttercup, because I have no reason to lie;
If you'd be so kind to look away, I might one day try.

The invasive words "I love you" trickle down my chin,
Where all other lies of so long ago have been.
These elderly eyes grow a jaundiced gray.
This old tongue has naught left to say.
My tired, wearied head bobs from side to side.
In this moment of absent weakness, I once felt alive.

I love you, oh I love you,
And all that could have been.

Sunshine not as bright as it was the day before;
Food hasn't the slightest hint of flavour anymore.
Tomorrow had begun to lapse and now has ebbed away,
Not a single syllable or word remains left to say.

I love you, oh I love you,
I have nothing else to say.

[Disfunction]

Eidetic Conversion Theory


Bubble bubble bubble gum.
Oh my god, here I come.
Across the trodden earth.

Smile brightly; smile.
Oh no, oh no. Oh, no.
Break my teeth upon the air,
Lunge for the sun
toward the ground.
Smile brightly; smile.

Lecherous. Insidious.
Pleasant.
Broken, broken.
Emptied from the inside out.
Broken, broken.
Discomfort.
Silence. Ramshackled.

Smile brightly, smile.

Gates of life part,
That from in is out.
What was sin has turned to doubt.
Splintered, splintered.

Smile brightly, smile.
Tomorrow has turned to yesterday.
Turn away before too late.
All things right.

Broken, broken.
Smile.

[Saturnine]

wow, you guys all write amazing poetry. im tempted to post one of my many, but which one. oh dear. the talent level makes me weary and ashamed of my silly angsty rants. i must surely have one good enough though....

ah here. this is one of my personal favourites... this is jus tpart one becuase it's like, 6 parts. very long andf it gets crappy towards teh end.

Blowing Coke With Noserings
by Ellie J

and as you gaze,
you see her sitting there,
not quite not dazed,
her eyes not yet have that glossy glaze...
she looks away,
and wipes her face,
you wonder why,
she is in this awful place.
you walked over,
and stood over,
she looks up,
her face is tarnished.
she looks so old,
and far away,
you wonder where she is,
in her head.
you take her hand,
and lead her out,
she doesn't fight,
kick,
scream,
or shout.
walking through the dark,
silence.
she sniffles,
and wipes her nose.
you stop and hug her,
realize you've missed her,
she stands still,
doesn't return your favour.
you ask her why,
she says we're all only going to die,
and you agree,
but her reasons you still cannot see,
so on in the dark,
you two quietly move.
under a streelight you stop,
she stands there, and lights her smoke,
you wonder where she went,
after she left you.
she looks at you,
and says yes well, some stuff is too good to be true.
you look puzzled,
and as she kisses you goodbye,
for the last time,
ever..
turns,
saunters off,
and proceeds to be hit,
by a regular,
city bus.
you scream in pain,
what have you done.
quitely now,
you flee,
you run.
and all becuase,
you had to see her again,
you couldn't let her be,
for some reason,
you thought you could help.
but no.
you made it worse,
and now you run.
in an alley there you lay,
silently begin to pray,
and you cry,
asking God just exactly why,
why,
why did she,
the nosering girl,
just have to die?

and then you stand.
look up at the sky.
see the stars,
and walk away.
proceeding finally,
with you life.

yup.

I could never write long poetry. The feelings are there - stretching forever to infinity - but this man is mortal and his attention span is lacking :P

Touched by her smile, so far away.
Eyes locked on mine take me away from myself.
Something shared and never undone,
Potential for life and fairytale ending.
Still we choose to sit alone,
Separated by distance and circumstance.
Worldly fears steal our magic,
Our arms empty and hearts beating hollow.
Sleepless nights and worried pain,
I’d take from you with one embrace.
And while you struggle in the dark,
Close your eyes and wish for us.
Hold the child that should be mine,
And dream of me tonight.

[purepoison]

Darkness covers me,
the earthly warmth of my blood turns cold,
the wind takes my song of life in its gentle breeze,
and i am left alone.

though there are those who would remember me,
some who may perish from the grief,
i find myself playing with a dull blade,
searching for the ultimate relief.

but is it relief that i shall find?
or condembed will my soul be?
in the pits of hell shall i spend eternity,
or will i remain here, colder than the now,
gasping for a breath not found,
with nowhere to go, nowhere to hide,
and no way to cry.

so i linger here, hopeless and surrounded,
moving gently forward, as if it mattered...
but no taste of death on my lips will there be,
i fear that life, will consume me,
and take the spirit within my soul,
and leave me old and alone...

[purepoison]

hi,

i just wrote that last poem there myself, its a hobby and an extension of my being, in a way, its a short look into the eye of salvation....but not a good enough look to set me free lolol

anyway, just wanted to contibute to the conversation in whatever way i can,
i would be very interested in getting some messages from members with their opinions...im new here, and lonely lol

Originally Posted by Spooky_Gurl

oops sorry i didn't see the poetry thread...someone close this before people start yelling at me!! Sorry this is more of a poetry GAME!

How about you read the thread before you post?

Poetry doesn't belong here. And ffs write in a readable colour.

(punk, if you should read this, I offer exhibit A. purepoison. Newbie, 17 and I quote 'lonely'. The poem offered is post number 4. followed by post 5 please validate my pain. I mean no disrespect punk as I do like you, but can you see a pattern forming?)

[cussedness]

Just a poem from my ebook Blood Rites.

BLOODY ANKSHA

Blow softly ill wind of omen
I smell her scent, not born of woman
The Beast’s scent is on the breeze

Through darkling woods she stalks
Through halls no sane mon walks
Her glance, her scent will make you freeze

A rush of lust brings you to your knees
She never listens to your pleas
Anksha, Bloody Anksha stalks the night.

She’ll take your body, soul, and blood,
leave your corpse lying in the mud.
Anksha, Bloody Anksha stalks the night.

Those slain not become her slaves
Her dominance-link the soul depraves
In madness longing for her fangs.

Children listen, adults heed well
She is pretty, but she is fell,
Anksha, Bloody Anksha stalks the night

If underneath the moonlight bright
You should glimpse her in the night,
Flee before she nears you, mon

You have not strength to fight her,
And no magic will affright her,
Anksha, Bloody Anksha stalks the night

[mortalitas incomitatus]

Originally Posted by Manimal

I could never write long poetry. The feelings are there - stretching forever to infinity - but this man is mortal and his attention span is lacking :P

Touched by her smile, so far away.
Eyes locked on mine take me away from myself.
Something shared and never undone,
Potential for life and fairytale ending.
Still we choose to sit alone,
Separated by distance and circumstance.
Worldly fears steal our magic,
Our arms empty and hearts beating hollow.
Sleepless nights and worried pain,
I’d take from you with one embrace.
And while you struggle in the dark,
Close your eyes and wish for us.
Hold the child that should be mine,
And dream of me tonight.

awwww....shit man, make the heart skip a beat.
*sigh
i love it
*sigh

[purepoison]

hey juliet, go fuck yourself,

uv been on my case with a thumb up your ass, about every post i make....i will post in any colour i want seeing as thats what the colours are there for....and ill write what ever the hell i want so just chill....if your struggling with some issues and it makes you seem like a big person to pick on the newbies then i pity you....

leave me be, and find gratification somewhere else...

[thetiesonyourcorset]

Lost within herself, in the darkness of her room
scared and lonely at what might be there.
Alone in the world with no friends to share her pain or just anybody who will listen to her shame.All she wants is a friend,but nobody wants to know her.She wants to scream and shout when she wonders what might be about or she's angry with the world when nobody listens to her.

--- I can not write poetry...i just did that there now! so tell me what you think,please?

CorsetTies, what you wrote was a bit cliched. Not that it was bad, it is just that what you said has been said thousands of times before.

If you could break some of the lines up, find the piece's rhythm, and reword some of the more cliched parts, i think this has a little potential.

(...maybe you shouldnt listen to me, i havent written a poem in...almost a year. )

[Whispered Dream]

It falls

For a second, the facade falls
And, the battered self comes to voice
Worn down by the journey
Yet stopping is never a choice

But try as they might, they can't
They still get entangled in
Those ruthless eyes and friendly smile
That wants them to stay within

It coils and slithers around them
Increases it's downward draw
And when it reaches the darkness
It unhinges it's jaw

In a second they're gone from sight
In a second, the weary dies
Save the worn and tiredness
Apparent in their eyes

The tired can fall and facade rise
But no soul can betray their eyes

[Whispered Dream]

I'm not satisfied with the previous poem, so I must submit better!


She walked along the beach.
She prayed into the sand,
“Can you ever forgive me
for the grievances at hand?”

“I was young and reckless!”
She plead into the sea,
“How could one so high as you
Ever love little ol’ me.”

“But, I won’t deny your love!
I won’t deny your warm embrace!
I won’t deny the gentle caress
That played upon my face.”

“I trusted every lie,
And you left me in the cold!
I guess its fate that it’s too late
To rekindle the old.”

“I don’t want your reassurance,
Pity here need not apply,
I just want one so high as you
To say you loved one such as I!”

She knelt into the waves,
Her arms open in wait.
She let loose a mighty scream
She let loose all the hate.

A romance not meant to be
A love that defied reason
Her tracks wiped from the sand
Her record wiped clean by the season.


Love of Summer
By Whisper

[stone]

on god's land
sick since birth
cursed on earth
waiting to die
to hell I fly
i'm not a sacrifice
i'm not a device
i'll fight for whats mine
till the end of my time
an eye for an eye
thats not a lie
a tooth for a tooth
that's god's truth
in god we trust
and satan's lust
when iron rusts
and stones bleed
when i turn to dust
and prayers i need
when i'm buried in sand
in mighty god's land
no ink to write
no darkness no light
no future no past
no human will last
no virtue no sin
no lose no win
and my seed shall last
in my legacy and past
and i shall live on
on the minds I own

[MrMaelstrom]

She's right. Click Xnguela's link and comply or leave, please.

Besides, it's spelled "ANTHEM".

[Disfunction]

Not to mention that "Anthem of the Dead" would have been more efficient.

Originally Posted by mortalitas incomitatus

awwww....shit man, make the heart skip a beat.
*sigh
i love it
*sigh

Thank you very much

[thetiesonyourcorset]

Originally Posted by tekajo

CorsetTies, what you wrote was a bit cliched. Not that it was bad, it is just that what you said has been said thousands of times before.

If you could break some of the lines up, find the piece's rhythm, and reword some of the more cliched parts, i think this has a little potential.

(...maybe you shouldnt listen to me, i havent written a poem in...almost a year. )

:P it was supposed to be! plus it was just what i felt at the time...i actually wrote a song,similiar to that this morning,not finished but somewhat different to my other songs i've wrote before!

[Disfunction]

I woke up this morning, my mind in disarray,
Lacking the contents of what happened yesterday.
Stumble all about my room, everything a blur;
Try to remember what I might have said to her.
The sun hits my eyes like a bat against my skull;
Perhaps if I slept in things would be just as well.
Incongruous symphony that is the spoken word,
Cringing at every vowel and consonant heard.
Outside my room, I see her where last night she lay;
Cradled empty in my hands to start another day.

If it makes sense, I am content.

[rockandrose]

Dis, that was a nice soft poem.

My apologies CorsetTies.
------
...and now on to a happy poem...

Nothing Changes

The end
of yet another year
draws near.

Just another winter's night
to witness alone the lights
grow dim.

Silence save for a single sad song
while the smoke of my last cigarette
reminds me again for once we are done.

Just another winter's night...
alone as the lights grow dim.

Nothing ever changes.
------
yeah.