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Discussion in 'General' started by ashiebabe, May 27, 2009.
hope this thread isn't immature.. anyone have any poems they want to share??
Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
Please don't come near me,
'cuz I have the swine flu.
Willie looking in the gun,
Pulls the trigger just for fun.
Mother says in tones so pained,
"Willie is so scatter-brained!"
Willie, in a rage insane
Threw his head beneath a train
All were quite surprised to find
How it broadened Willie's mind.
Willie saw some dynamite,
Couldn't understand it quite;
Curiosity never pays.
It rained Willie seven days.
Willie, walking down the track
Couldn't hear the engine squeal.
Now the engine's coming back
Scraping Willie off the wheel.
Willie fell down the elevator,
Wasn't found 'till six days later.
Then the neighbors sniffed, "Gee whiz!
What a spoiled child Willie is!"
Willie' walking through the rain
Spied a pit bull on a chain.
Reached out to pet it,
Quiet as a mouse.
At Willie's house.
She got me sittin' at a bar on the inside
Waitin' for my ride on the outside
She stole my heart in the trailer park
So I jacked the keys to her fuckin' car
And crashed that piece of shit and then stepped away.
The corridors of an art gallery
Walked from hall to hall
People admiring the pictures
Mounted from wall to wall
Some paintings I know from journeys before
Some new as a morning's sunrise
But in the place where an artwork once hung
Only empty wall meets my eyes
The attention I paid this painting was little more than never
But now I grieve for I know that a masterpiece is gone forever
It's picture not always stimulating, a great story it did not tell
I ask the fellow next to me, "Did you know this painting well?"
"It wasn't for me". was his reply,"It's meaning never too real."
"But all in all I'm sorry it's gone, just think how the artist must feel"
I know that only those who have the power to look within
To reach in deep and find to cherish what lies beneath the skin
Those who find something wondrous, in all men great and small
Will ever truly miss or grieve a painting gone from the wall
Wrote that many years ago
I'll watch you tumble down
While I stand here and hold my ground
I'm hopeless but I'll spread my love around
Just to help you get back in town
You can help me drown my soul down
What good would that do
When I'm standing here defending my mound
From the whore that wears a crown
Making drunk sex sounds
Just to have fun and run around
Shes too plain now.
Wrote that after a night with a drunken friend who I had sex with, after I helped her with everything she became a boring person to me.
I wrote a few cannabis related haiku here but the thread never took off.
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holding on to the pain
all alone in the rain
his voice still lingers near
causing you tears
he brings you fear my dear
when he tells you hes sorry
you take him back one last time
yet it feels like such a crime
hes hurt you so this you know
try to let it go
yet you cant say no
maybe one day he will see
how he caused you agony
just forget the past
its not meant to last
here u stand helpless
he dosent see your the best
let him go
and say hello
to a new life
roses are red,
violets are blue,
turn over im gonna stick my weiner where your poo comes from.