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[Ilex]

I raise my sword into the sky
With tear in the corner of my eye
I kneel down and bow my head
and hope that the rivers run red
with bile and menstruation blood

so heed my call brothers from the hood
gather thy ornamental jewelry
and end thy foolery
tonight we shall rid the shop keepers of their goods
and swing a golf club like that damned Tiger Woods

 

[Svirfneblic Pimfernickel]

You people are all ****ing lame.

Here's a monologue about my sandwich. 

Character [Wily gesticulating and yelling]: Oh what grand idiocy!
To exchange my eternal jewel,
My sandwich club,
Baloney, turkey, ham, bacon, lettuce, onions and pickles,
Baked in bread fresh from the farmer’s sickle,
Marinated in exotic sauce,
If were only its thought enough to give my hunger pause,
Desiring its luscious chew,
My flesh I’ll allow to hew,
Oh a thousand good deeds I will perform,
To partake of my sandwich’s tasty torm!

 

[Ilex]

Dead eyes gaze at me from my palm
Lifeless hooker lying silent and calm
A spade struck up her crotch
Pubic hair dripping with scotch
My eyes ablaze as I light the match
anticipating to see the flaming snatch





Marmelade and cupcakes
Chocolate and banana milkshakes
Sweets and lemonade
Cream-filled doughnuts and kool-aid

All this is yours my kids
Uncle Cletus will answer all your bids
Just jump in and take a tour in my van
Tom, Claire, George 'n' Ann!

 

[Ilex]

ARTILLERY BARRAGING THE LAND
A BOLTER AND CHAINSWORD IN HAND
WEARING POWERED ARMOUR I CHARGE INTO THE FRAY
HACK OFF THE HEAD, WATCH THAT BLOOD SPRAY
SEARING HOT PLASMA BRUNS THROUGH FLESH
HEAD UPON A BROKEN NECK CONTINUES TO THRESH
BROTHERS ATTACKING  FROM THE SKIES
TREATING ORKS TO CHIPS AND FRENCH FRIES

 

[M@ster-$]

I'll raise my sword and cut ur head.
Next morning they will find u dead.
To tell the truth they won't be sad.
Your girl will wait for me in the bad.

 

[Kobrag]

I know this is late but I like this one.


Through my bones traverse hate,
And my tongue tastes the power of your bone,
I will rend your flesh and use it to dung me fields.
I like to hurt, I like to bleed, **** you, your beliefs, your life.
I will kill you.

-Kobrag.

 

[hayabusa12]

The gods must have been fey
To create Kobrag so Gey

 

[Hietala]

I only have dutch self-made poems >< I can't write poems in a stupid backish language called "Engrish" 

 

[Lymphatic]

I wrote a rap about the economy once with a friend.  I guess it's sort of poetry

Spoiler

Who cares about the fact that my company’s tankin’
I’m stuffin my pockets full of Benjamin Franklins
Got a brand new jet that’s ready to fly
Thanks to AIG, now let’n em die
Oh no, here comes Obama
Givin CPR to the economic Trauma
Gotta stop the fire from the insurrection
Do it by givin me a cash injection
Call it a recession, more like an intervention
Doesn’t bother me, gonna buy a new Reventon
That’s right gotta spend my bonus dough
Keepin’ me here, low employees gotta go
But now my money’s disappearin’
90%’s the amount I’m hearin
Obama’s goin out gonna sign a new bill
Now he’s takin’ every cent of my fifteen mil.

Now the economy’s slumpin’
People buyin’ up loans and the gas prices jumpin
Straight to the point this is the recession
Got unpaid bills and repossession
Burnin all my cash when I try to pay my mortgage
Got laid off now there’s a job shortage
Splat! There goes the housing market
Now Unemployment’s begun to skyrocket
Hatin on my CEO
Chrysler’s goin down and my car got repoed
Grandma’s playin bingo won’t lend a dime
I’m filin bankruptcy for the third time
Living in my grandma’s basement
What’s on TV, Obama makin a statement
Bail out’s the plan

Yo so I thought I’d peruse
From the basement over to AIG avenue
Everywhere trophy wives sippin martinis
CEO’s driving in Lamborghinis
Jealous cause I aint got change
Broke like the N Y S E
I’m just another broke civilian
I aint got a dime they’ve got ten million
Standin on the corner of fifth and wall
Fools need bailouts cuz bush dropped the ball
Got exponential inflation
Gotta try and patch it up with the new administration
Jumpin on my bike cuz I can’t afford gas
American dollar’s kickin my ass
If there’s a problem yo he’ll solve it
Get off the hook while Obama resolve’s it
Actin like a bum but I’m a little strange
Cuz I don’t want coins man I just want change.

It was meant to go along with Ice Ice Baby by Vanilla Ice

 

[Lord_killzor]

Phenomenal Woman
 

  Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.


Its not mine , but its a nice poem

 

[Pharaoh Llandy]

A poem about Haiku. By me.

You do, I do, we do, Haiku.

[me=Pharaoh Llandy]bows.[/me]

 

[W00DY]

cav

 

[Ironic]

Closet I've ever got to a poem 

Spoiler

There is an emptiness within me (screaming)
Containing but an open hole
Willing to be filled (with meaning)
Every seeking to be full (whole)

 

[PoisonCourtesan]

Poetry:

My Muse:

Spoiler

My Muse
My pursuit
My starlit night
My sunlight and my daydreams
Your love fills me with such ecstacy
A future I now believe in
When I wake I think of you
And when I sleep I dream...
Of today, tomorrow and always
It's with you, I'll be

-Unnamed-

Spoiler

She is that
It's hard to explain
My eyes divert to her,
every moment of her presence
I can't see, nor think, nor focus, nor breath
Because she is with me, my body becomes useless
I feel numb,
And my only cure, is her.

-Another unnamed-

Spoiler

When you’re dead and gone

Who will forget you, and who will break down?

I’ve thought about it, and it scares me.

What is our life worth if not remembered?

History only remember the heroes..

And so really, please

Bring me some perennial light

As to what life means, if we cannot succeed

I made a poem for you. It is called "The feces you produce".

Woody composes poems void of originality,
when stumbled upon considered triviality.
Woody's mind produces only cliche draft,
his vocabulary choices making them appear only daft.
These odes to rectal discharge
create just painful visage
but I will soon forget these lines
lacking structure and rhymes.
Woody please return to your tale of child's toys
and to your astronaut brethren.

 

[Vermillion_Hawk]

There once was a poisonous courtesan
Who acted like a most radical partisan
Her poem did drip
With insults from her lip
Because today she forgot to take her medicine.

 

[PoisonCourtesan]

There once was a poisonous courtesan
Who acted like a most radical partisan
Her poem did drip
With insults from her lip
Because today she forgot to take her medicine.

If there is such medicine that would allow you to avoid fools,
and make invisible all other buffoons
then I would be the first in row to consume such a liquid.
And would I be glad if you and him both vanish
on the copper of this forum's theme you are only tarnish.
Yes my throat aches for such waters,
if only there was a well to cleanse.

 

[Vermillion_Hawk]

If there is such medicine that would allow you to avoid fools,
and make invisible all other buffoons
then I would be the first in row to consume such a liquid.
And would I be glad if you and him both vanish
on the copper of this forum's theme you are only tarnish.
Yes my throat aches for such waters,
if only there was a well to cleanse.

Silly rebel girl
Compares value, yet does not
self-examine. Lol.

 

[PoisonCourtesan]

If there is such medicine that would allow you to avoid fools,
and make invisible all other buffoons
then I would be the first in row to consume such a liquid.
And would I be glad if you and him both vanish
on the copper of this forum's theme you are only tarnish.
Yes my throat aches for such waters,
if only there was a well to cleanse.

Silly rebel girl
Compares value, yet does not
self-examine. Lol.

Your dance on the straight line of irony you accuse me to walk on like an alcoholic. And while you laugh with me you are only tripping and falling to the side.

 

[Vermillion_Hawk]

There once was a poisonous courtesan
Who acted like a most radical partisan
Her poem did drip
With insults from her lip
Because today she forgot to take her medicine.

Allow me to provide a continuation:

In a poetry thread did she pause
To make sharp her dull verbal claws.
She did scratch and did bite,
She imagined a fight,
And mistook the silence for applause.

 

[havoc]

Holding back the night
with it's increasing brilliance
the summer moon.


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