An Alliteration AltercationSix sinister serpentsAn Alliteration Altercation2 weeks ago in Free Verse
of muscle and musk,
grabbed giant greasy
Gatling Guns from their
spacious spandex slacks,
slowly settling their
sights on the snakes.
"Change course creatures!"
called the Captain, cautiously.
"Hisssssss!" hailed the
"Die daffy detractors!"
with flamboyant flair,
folding the foes into
Smoke slowly settled.
"Bravo!" said the Boss,
Back to the byway!"
The resolute rivals
resumed their ramble.
the sixth sensewhatever you havethe sixth sense2 weeks ago in Free Verse
that ability to understand the world
i have none of it
i yeild only curiousity, foolishness, and insensativity
i've learned to ignore it
and then i learned to embrace it
and now im smooth
ScrubScrub, scrub,Scrub2 weeks ago in Free Verse
Scrub the tub,
Scrub you stub.
Scrub the floor,
Scrub the door.
Scrub the air,
Scrub the bear.
Scrub you mind,
Scrub your bind.
Take All This LoveTake all this love you say you feelTake All This Love2 weeks ago in Free Verse
Take all this love you say is real
Take all this love you keep in you
Take all this love that is so true
Take all this love for that special one
Take all this love for anyone
Take all this love expressed in caress
Take all this love you can't even express...
AND TRADE IT FOR COFFEE!
LazyBody strapped down in a bed,Lazy2 weeks ago in Free Verse
Attempting to move your head,
it doesn't budge.
You realized you're cursed with
A Stiff PoemHello, have you seen meA Stiff Poem3 weeks ago in Free Verse
I've used to be somebody
But now I'm a dumping ground
Won't you sit down
And chill for a while
Because I'm about to bring you some boring music
You aren't as impressed as you think you are
But I'll be damned if you yell at it
Now let's turn on the system
And bring in the orchestra
Did I hear some squeaky noise
It's probably a violin
There's nothing wrong with me
Nothing wrong with you
It's probably something old
You've guessed it
Fly away from the transistor
Cakes are made of steel
And bacons are plastic
Right now you have an edible house
You can get away with it
No tax, no tariffs
I'm driving my car to demolish
My very own house
When I was near the freeway
I blasted several rock songs nobody knew
And it grew intense as they shift
From chord to chord
Black gold, Texas tea
Pianos flying aren't that special anymore
And neither do drum kits
Why do you expect it to rhyme
Poems should be illegal
When you're writing a poem
You come off emotionl
Pigeon TalkWe talk about pigeons oftenPigeon Talk3 weeks ago in Free Verse
How many there are
how annoying they can be
But have you ever wondered
what they say about us?
Like how grey needs to be
the next skin color trend
Ot how beaks would be the
next big fashion statement
Maybe how feathers need
to be on everything possible
Pigeons might even make jokes
How hair is overrated
That birdseed is the best
We may never know what
they truly talk about
Though this is fun to think
about their pigeon talk
Curling Irons 101Never sing while using curling irons to pass the time. You will involuntarily attempt to use it as a microphone.Curling Irons 1013 weeks ago in Free Verse
Sugar-CoatedYou can douse sugar on the knife,Sugar-Coated3 weeks ago in Free Verse
But that doesn't mean I don't bleed.
You can mix icing into your venom to make it sugary-sweet.
But that doesn't protect me from the sting.
For you see my dear,
Sugar-coating a piece of shit doesn't make it a cookie.
Sorry but these are kinda fun 100 Questions No One Ever AskSorry but these are kinda fun 2 days ago in Free Verse
1. Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?
I don't have a closet atm but if I did that bitch would be shut I ain't dieing today gurl naw
2. Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotels?
3. Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out?
4. Have you stolen a street sign before? No
5. Do you like to use post-it notes?
I never really need to use them
6. Do you cut out coupons but then never use them?
7. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of bees?
Bear I hate bugs they are from the 9th level of hell
8. Do you have freckles?
9. Do you always smile for pictures?
Yes I try to
10. What is your biggest pet peeve? WHEN PEOPLE ARE WALKING IN FRONT OF YOU AND STOP TO TURN AROUND AND HIT YOU OH MY GOD IF YOU EVER DO THAT TO ME I WILL END YOUR LIFE .
11. Do you ever count your steps when you walk?
No that involves math. I only do math in math class
12. Have you peed in the woods?
Yes. Trust me you do
Daily Poem #91 - last words of a sealFamous last words of a seal:Daily Poem #91 - last words of a seal3 weeks ago in Free Verse
"Let's go clubbing!"
UNDYNE'S THEME SONGDASHING THREW THE UNDERGROUNDUNDYNE'S THEME SONG3 weeks ago in Free Verse
TAKING HUMAN SOULS
STABBING ALL THE WAY
AS THEY SCREAM IN MORBID PAIN
HA HA HA HA!!!!
HEAR THE CROWD CHEER
AS I FLEX THIS ROCK!
THEY CAN'T RESIST MY CHARM BECAUSE
I AM UNDYNE!
OH! BASH THE TOMATOE! STIR THE SAUCE!
DO YOU CALL THAT COOKING!?
OH COME ON STIR HARDER THAN THAT! NOW LIGHT IT UP ON FIRE!
OH! PAPYRUS YOU MUST CATCH A HUMAN! EVEN THO I KNOW YOU COULD NEVER DO IT!!
How To Idiot: Inner MonologueArgh.How To Idiot: Inner Monologue1 month ago in Free Verse
I’ve messed up.
Stupid, stupid stupid…
Okay, so hitting myself on the forehead does not make me any less of an idiot.
I thought I had it!
I totally had it!
But no, no wait, yeah I stuffed that up too.
I may as well have loser stuck to my forehead,
can I borrow a pen? I can wait! Thanks! I’ll just-
NO, what am I doing!?
Gah, i’m getting distracted here.
What was I even saying...
let's see, let's see... return that overdue book to the library… (ah, I did that one already. Nailed it! Aww yeah. Look at me adulting!)
Throw away stale bread… (something tells me I should have done that a while ago. Ahem. Poof! You thought nothing just now of stale brea-...crap. POOF, be gone!)
watch that last episode of-
Oh. Right. I’m an idiot. I forgot.
This is how to idiot,
ale przynajmniej tapeta jest ladna wyobrażam sobie takiale przynajmniej tapeta jest ladna 4 days ago in Free Verse
a na środku siedzę ja i
mam najs stos śmieci
pełny rzeczy, i śmieci, i memów
have funhello? okay,have fun1 month ago in Free Verse
here's what you have to do now.
find some place to tie something and
hm? clearer instructions?
well, i suppose i could explain it more.
hang yourself up, like some painting.
but you're not a masterpiece, y'know that?
more like a bunch of colors
mixed together into that ugly shade of
brown and then splattered onto the
what's that? you failed?
ughhhhhh, how could you hang yourself
horizontally, with the rope around your waist?
you are not a painting!
of course you failed, you dumbass!
okay, we'll have to try harder.
how about...yes, that drawer there. mmhm,
open it. niiice!
screw open the jar, mmhm,
yes, yes, that's candy. just dump
all of it in your mouth, yes, yes,
okay...now take a little nap. hee.
how are you still breathing?
nooooooooo not again! ugh
are you serious? they were the
wrong fucking pills?!
you miserable thing,
you can't even...exterminate yourself
here's how we do it for sure,
Monster's menu poems pt. 2Strolling the forest in the darkMonster's menu poems pt. 21 month ago in Free Verse
Such a brilliant idea
They say there are creatures that come out
Maybe they just smelled me
Ireland is lovely
Except when there are monsters
With dark hides
And many names
With such bright grins
They love to play tricks
Dancing between trees and taunting
Taunting with human voices
Briefly I wonder how long it has been…
They don’t give me a moment to wonder
Then only do I realize
There had only been one
And there are others
Other hungry monsters
The last I ran
Was in the presence of humans
They had found me
They had caught me
Then dragged me to the water’s edge
What I found was a creature
One that needed compensation
Ney, they considered it a deity
The opposite of thundering wings
It crept from the lake
Upright scales along it’s back
Great horns pressing them back
Away from me
The great cat stopped before me
Water dripping off it’s
Keep My Feathered Grave Openwhen hermits dieKeep My Feathered Grave Open1 month ago in Free Verse
they have a comical funeral
the live flowers place laugh wheels
over the invisible wreath
it's so infectious
even from here A HA HA HA HA
A HA HA HA HA HA HA
When them pesky quiz show comedians pop their clogs
all their funny mates turn up in bat mobiles
their show-off faces buried
in rented black costumes
whispering to their agents
cell phones neath lapel
of a mystery elf blowing Last tune out of September
FROM OUT THE
in modern May of all places
in the long days begone
they purveyed dead cream cakes in red taxis
slick fantastic advice
don't slice a persimmon
a savory smile
a knife that smells of steel sea insects
if you had a death march allergy
you could use the excuse of having only white binoculars
again there's a bit of a laugh ther
Kobieta z usmiechemKobieta z uśmiechemKobieta z usmiechem1 month ago in Free Verse
Niby krucha- a potrafi przydzwonić
zwłaszcza gdy wsteczny pomyli z jedynką.
Niby nie zmienna.
Ciągle na huśtawce hormonów
Raz bomba zegarowa
Dzieło sztuki- maluje
wszystko w około,
tylko nie siebie.
Żadnej pracy się nie boi.
Fachowy psycholog, znachor, nauczyciel.
Na wagę złota- im więcej wcina.
A przecież w weekendy, a już
raz w miesiącu trenuje
nosząc zakupów tony, wielkości większych od niej -
zmienia się chwilowo w Pudziana.
Ale to nie koniec,
Tak jak moja kuzynka
słyszy co jakiś czas:
Two Sentence Horror Story You were riding a scooter, and hopped off of it to day hi to a friend. Little did you know that the scooter was swinging on its handle while you were holding it, and it hit your ankle.Two Sentence Horror Story3 weeks ago in Free Verse
A Poem about Doors - By Alex and AaronA Poem about Doors - By Alex and Aaron3 weeks ago in Free Verse
''Alex drew a door,
It was very door-y.
It was a-door-able.
It left me open to new ideas,
all old ideas are shut behind me,
but I'm sure I can handle it.
tidbit #6donuts are like wedding rings-tidbit #61 month ago in Free Verse
only without the proposing.
Englisch StundeEnglisch StundeEnglisch Stunde3 weeks ago in Free Verse
Die Tür ist braun
Ich sitze im Raum
Wird dem Lehrer nicht gefallen
Wenn meine Augen mir zufallen
Ich wäre gern an nem andern Ort
Egal wo, einfach von hier fort
Vielleicht zu meiner Liebsten mein
Nein, werde später bei ihr sein
Werd meine Phantasie entfalten
Mir meine eigne Welt gestalten
Will ich einen Kampf gestalten
Oder einen Hof verwalten
Heute reizt mich, wie noch nie
Das leben eines Federvieh
Stumpf zu beiden Seiten blicken
Und den ganzen Tag nur picken
Will mit meinen Flügeln flattern
Und den ganzen Tag laut gackern
Abends leg ich noch ein Ei
Aufstehen mit dem Hahnenschrei
Hab mein Geschlecht nun festgestellt
Und mir was Neues vorgestellt
Wollt nicht länger Eier legen
Will mich durch die Luft bewegen
Nun als Rabe kann ich fliegen
Mit den Flügeln Wind verbiegen
Kann hier friedlich kreisen
Auf all die wundersamen Weisen
Abrupt werde ich aus dem Traum gerissen
Wollt der Schlaf mich wohl nicht missen
© Sennar666 / Jonathan Zimmer
Fat AssFat AssFat Ass1 month ago in Free Verse
You pour your heart and soul into it
You give it everything you have
You give it everything you can
And just when you think you've got it right
Some fat ass comes and sits on it
Im so an otaku XDYo wassgud a saiyan from planet vegeta i send chills with my bars fuck dadoria zarbon and frieza. Elite...fuck ur scouter i go over da metter.9000? Nah im the freakin leader am a freakin preacher to shinis in soul society. Im orihime a healer...a dealer? Nah fuck that weed game im for gta and being a nerdy ass gamer cuz i really dont give a fuck about the l word and getting lamer..ha i spit bars that are hot fire...flame these hoes like a mother fucking dranzer...bitch im a beyblader not a fucking monster...so rewatch the anime im not a freakin charmander...im a pilot...a lander...but if i got to imma roast you...cuz imma boss ass bomberIm so an otaku XD1 week ago in Free Verse