That CastleBefore you continue scrolling through existenceThat Castle1 hour ago in Free Verse
Watching endless pages and days go by
Allow me to ask one question:
Do you have all that you want
Or all that you need?
For you cannot have both
Is it survival or is it greed
To treat privilege like a joke?
It's nice to have diamonds at fingertips
And it's fine to thrive, and in doing so, feel alive
But what is the purpose of something useless?
That make us okay with being bored
I see no reason, and I think others would agree
Life would be better if we were all free
Free from machines and free from sin
No matter age or color of skin
But it all starts with a simple question:
Do you live in a home... or a castle?
This is Not a Clip-On Titlewaft pastThis is Not a Clip-On Title5 hours ago in Free Verse
or cubic feet away
FROM OUT THE
codex love fall
only haunted numbers to recall the time
train packed to the door
short sharp shot at battery hen
i pads divertions
i feel like a wolf at their bare necks
as they seach for eye grips
the herd are marked
tight ankle loon and pointy pixie shoe
when the blood oranges get over their over ripeness
the sweetness therein
has a blue beard type 00 panic attack
want to know
where your thoughts have been
not what they are wearing
and why you are haunting me in reverse
only crashing things
and brown paper bags
can help me down from this species of now
When you can only buy things that add to £2.77 exectly- ask the shop assistant fo
Thought Splinters of UI'm sat in the hat shopThought Splinters of U7 hours ago in Free Verse
to where EVOL looshan took the millipede for new shoes
whenever i try to think of you again
chose me for your phantom flowerI know thatchose me for your phantom flower7 hours ago in Free Verse
you aren't really alive
you're only kidding you've got a life
as a me deter agent
and after me having cleared all mine away as well!
look out your window
i am in your brown rose garden
third deadhead along from the left
in a cartoon spook sheet waving
down near the ornamental crumbs
on the telescopic gull nosh table
.:broken bells:.the broken bells.:broken bells:.8 hours ago in Free Verse
have ceased to toll
they used to sound like the drums of old
but now they stay silent
cracked and losing their shine
left for only the dead to ring.
Package of PositiveReasons to smile: puns, people, paper, purring pawed pets, petite posessions plus phenomenons, plants, pitches, poor pursuits of parallels.Package of Positive1 day ago in Free Verse
Sudden AwakeningSaw a guy down the streetSudden Awakening2 days ago in Free Verse
What a nice way to meet
Together we eat
Like best friends do
I felt complete
Like no one could delete
Me, never defeat-
'Till it came through
Into my skull
That I am a numskull
My life was dull
I got a clue
Went out with a brawl
But all to fall
Unable to crawl
I got booboos
from all those folks'
Smoke made me choke
This made no sense
It's a joke, so I spoke
"Hand me that coke-
The golden silence
That wasn't there
Anywhere in the air
Tried to beat me with chairs
Tryin' to offense
Don't you even dare
Say that you care
You got a spare
Not to share expense
Starting to remember
How I'd rather prefer
Seein' her with no mister
Around to care
Punched him I did
And down he slid
On the pyramid
Just like a kid
What a treat: A suite
Beds full of sheets
I did not cheat
Finally, clean air
Saw a guy down the street
Was pretty neat
'Till he got beat
By guys with chairs
Mah PhoneMah phone,Mah Phone2 days ago in Free Verse
Internet's faster than the old backbone.
Memory's over a Gig on the RAM alone.
CPU's a speed zone.
I'd type mah fingers to dah bone,
On mah phone.
But autocorrect makes me groan,
On mah phone.
The keyboard is error prone,
On mah phone.
The screen isn't full grown,
on mah phone.
So not gonna do that on mah phone.
Nostalgia TaserTwo black smoking nipplesNostalgia Taser2 days ago in Free Verse
hanging out the lightning twins
a hara–kiri belly tightener
takes you back
through array of middle fingers
of scenic chav vids
touch de base
FROM OUT THE
wee dandelion men
that still know you are away
their visible thought patterns
wrap their warm lives back around you
1950I want to go back to the time I never lived19502 days ago in Free Verse
Late by just 65 years
I'm tired of the colors
Songs with no real sound
Constant façades on everyone's face
I'd rather stare at the black and white screens
Listen to brass and piano on a box-shaped radios
Wear leather jackets and grease my hair
Spend a dollar on a full lunch
And dance in a red and white polkadot dress
As blonde as Monroe with short wavy curls
But I know I can't and it slaps me in the face
And I don't know how to end this poem so
''Colon'' - [the world's shortest rhyming poem*]:''Colon'' - [the world's shortest rhyming poem*]2 days ago in Free Verse
CracksLight filters though a distorted plains.Cracks3 days ago in Free Verse
Spider webs of black draw sharp, twisting lines.
Little tunnels to the inner workings to a machine that I cannot hope to comprehend.
The small world I hold in my han ads is shattered.
Famous Last WordsCome on, it'll be fun.Famous Last Words3 days ago in Free Verse
I triple dog dare you.
What could go wrong?
Yeah, it does make you look fat.
Trust me. I'm an engineer.
Hey guys, did you hear that?
Well, it's not like it could get any worse.
What the fu-?!
I'm going to wonder off by myself now. Into the dark. Mostly likely without a flashlight or anyway to communicate with other people.
Hey! Why don't you pick on someone your own size!
You wanna fight?
The TruthRoses are red,The Truth3 days ago in Free Verse
violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet,
and so are you.
But in actuality,
the thorns on roses hurt,
and violets are purple,
(well, they can be blue).
And sugar can be sour.
So this poem is wrong,
and full of lies.
But isn't it true too?
Well... you are mean,
and a jerk.
DANK ASS RAPALRIGHT.....LET'S GO!DANK ASS RAP3 days ago in Free Verse
MY NAME IS MEGAN R BUT YOU CAN CALL ME MEG
I GOT MO' SWAG THAN ALL OF YA IN MY LEFT LEG
I KNOW YOU'RE JELLY OF ME CUZ I'M SO AWE-SOME
I NEVER NEED TO WEAR A JACKET IN THE MONTH OF AUT-UMN
WHEN YOU SEE THAT CURLY HAIR
AND THOSE GREY-BLUE EYES
Y'ALL BETTER STOP HATIN'
AND FUCKING RECOGNIZE
MY MEMES ARE SO DANK
BITCH I'LL DROWN YOU IN A FISH TANK
MY MEMES YOU SHOULD NOT MISS
OR MY ASS YOU WILL KISS
BOW DOWN TO ME AND TELL ME THAT I RULE
IF YOU DON'T THEN GO LICK SOME CAMEL DROOL
OK I ADMIT, THIS RAP IS PRETTY AWFUL
I'M GONNA END IT HERE AND GO GET A WAFFLE
Akashi Ding Dong--Akashi Ding Dong--3 days ago in Free Verse
Ding dong lam a fam
Seijuro has hit the fan
Ding dong donkey dong...
Seijuro turned into King Kong...?
Tree Panning for the Magpie Golden Dawn Juicewas just reading my telegram from the queenTree Panning for the Magpie Golden Dawn Juice3 days ago in Free Verse
congratulations 1,200 moons today
when i heard a joke
at the knock-knock door -'Who are ye and wadda ye want?'
twas two jokers so twas
a two person trunk saw
said they were here to do 1915 weather check
i sez Thats trees ya pair of nits,' and send them on their way.
Handel's Ring Tone MessiahZeroid voiceHandel's Ring Tone Messiah3 days ago in Free Verse
'Heello, ken i speek to meester Endrew pleeze.'
as part of my five a day nuisance insurance calls
going in one ear
'Your self owed pleasure does feel much richer
inside the special K
that this wee voice has a pay-as-you-go account
that THE GREAT NOT THERE sent it to do its dirty work.'
out the other
Let Goodbyes be Bygoneslet the veggie mut see the fruit ferretLet Goodbyes be Bygones3 days ago in Free Verse
let my wordplay wear greengage L plates
i took off my time
to catch that dying air
a goosed sound migrating
a going back in sound
the rusty breeze
FROM OUT THE
rotting pig iron
blew the tamed flowers insides
back out again
Am I Mute Enough Now For You?To whom it may not concernAm I Mute Enough Now For You?3 days ago in Free Verse
a thin iguana line smile
your signature on the top lip bumper
To the PaperLike a Dior, a Klein, theTo the Paper4 days ago in Free Verse
architect of form in the
typographer, half artist,
first reads the
text, as though the
words could be improved upon,
then introduces his
craft, dissecting the
original, character by character in
an envious necessity.
To call him a
murder of the
lexicon would overstate
his aim, which is only to
dress it. Words, who would
not clothe themselves, are
spoiled by such treatment.
Mystery Ex-Poem, 2mostMystery Ex-Poem, 24 days ago in Free Verse
Sexy lips, wrinkles
life and death
But it is not good for the heart
I remember the words.
The Pep TalkNow, listen and heedThe Pep Talk4 days ago in Free Verse
this wisdom I feed!
at every good deed.
No need for greed!
Plow over the weeds
and plant your own seeds!
Patience, my son,
that's all you'll need.
Well, and some good
The world never laces it's shoes!
Get in there and tie things
together and schmooze!
Build bridges, make news!
Pay other people's dues!
Never has a wrong man
been righted by ruse.
Are you paying attention?
Call the right extension
for better retention!
Ok! now, one more thing.
Stay away from
boobies and bling.
You'll die trying while
still denying everything.