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  • Sebastian5367

    Poems

    The world has fallen,
    There is no hope,
    It is oh so barren,

    We hang in by a thread,
    In the chaos that we call our mind,
    For soon all shall be dread,

    What has happened to the world,
    Cannot be undone,
    Sanity, away it whirled,

    By its own doing,
    Mankind has destroyed itself,
    And now all shall be rueing

    Because of our selfs
    All shall be lost
    We have destroyed our selfs

    Good or no good?

  • Dirty Hob0

    No good

  • ṩʊgäя ¢ȫȫҡɪєṩ

    Did you write that? That's... Interesting. Maybe you should try being more descriptive? The thing about poetry is that it's really supposed to be kind of vivid and show an image...
    That's a good try but it sounds like it was written by an emo teenager... Keep writing, though, it'll get better.

  • ΘйэЂцмъВдѕтдяd

    The tree's thin stem offered scant shade.
    Less like a trunk, more like a blade.
    Leaves were few and stark
    It had lost all its bark
    A cade runt cast off in a glade.

    🅾👎🅱

  • ΘйэЂцмъВдѕтдяd

    "Break my heart," was all she said.
    Her voice still chants in my head.
    I recall her grin.
    Such a luscious sin.
    Lost light too long gone and dead.

    🅾👎🅱

  • ɅɭɭMᗅNЯ

    Dirty Hob0 wrote:

    No good

    Ignore him..... He's the local troll

  • ΘйэЂцмъВдѕтдяd

    What was lost, but not broken?
    Was said, but left unspoken?
    Maybe respect or deep love
    Shown in a velvet glove.
    Dreams disappear once awoken.

    🅾👎🅱

  • ΘйэЂцмъВдѕтдяd

    I tried to crochet a burka
    For my female Muslim Sherpa.
    She toted without wail
    So I knit her a veil.
    As thanks she danced the mazurka.

    🅾👎🅱

  • ΘйэЂцмъВдѕтдяd

    Her voice slithers like an asp
    As if to hopefully grasp.
    Some far off reason
    With which to season
    An quarrel that starts to rasp.

    🅾👎🅱

  • ΘйэЂцмъВдѕтдяd

    The rooster crowed before the sun.
    Well before the day had begun.
    Still, the battle rages
    For larder and wages.
    The wallet totes whose lost and won.

    🅾👎🅱

  • WISΞSTΛ͒ΝLΞΞ

    Feels good to post again huh

  • ♠♚ℳℛ. ℬ♚♠

    Jesus OTB is some sort of rapid fire poetry slam?

  • ΘйэЂцмъВдѕтдяd

    I write 5-10 per day.

  • ♠♚ℳℛ. ℬ♚♠

    OneThumbBastard wrote:

    I write 5-10 per day.

    Do you publish these works?

  • Sebastian5367

    OneThumbBastard wrote:

    I tried to crochet a burkaFor my female Muslim Sherpa.She toted without wailSo I knit her a veil.As thanks she danced the mazurka.

    🅾👎🅱

    Thanks for these orb they're really interesting

  • Sebastian5367

    *otb not orb. Stupid auto correct

  • ProtectiveDaddy

    There's always been crime on these old cobbled streets.
    Ever since the bobbies started walking their beats.
    But how has it got in this terrible state.
    Maybe we did it, or maybe its fate.
    The yardies are here, the kosovans too.
    But what about the boys in blue.
    They get rid of one, then five more appear.
    The normal class citizens all live in fear.
    What's the price of life of the streets today.
    A pound an E is all that I pay.
    Drugs are rife, it depends if you take.
    But the drugs are safe, its the rat poison that's fake.
    It gets cut, it gets chopped, it gets doubled in size.
    By the ones who are racing for that glorious prize.
    The prize that they seek it lies here under my pillow.
    The bullets will whistle throw the air like the wind in the willow.

  • ΘйэЂцмъВдѕтдяd

    Global Supremacy is here.
    So Armageddon must be near.
    My counsel you should heed.
    Havoc is in the lead.
    Both his mind and money you should fear.

    🅾👎🅱

  • ⚡Ƭعㅆ℘عʂϮ⚡★Ꮜ͢ℕ

    Great poems everyone! Here's one of mine:

    It's funny
    When you feel like you're flying
    You're on top of the mountain
    Skating on dreams
    And the only rain comes from a happy little fountain
    That's when the ground comes to meet you
    The mountain falls and beats you
    The ice falls through
    And the deluge starts on you
    So fast
    That's when you find
    That its only funny when you beat it all again

  • 🏁MrsHotrodtech💍

    This is my wife's response....
    Silence In My Head

    Looking at the stars
    Wondering what you are
    Searching for yourself
    Finding someone else
    Asking what you will be
    Trying to be free

    Seeking answers to kill or cure this...longing you have inside
    Tho you try and try to hide
    Feeling so much frustration
    Seeking solace, not desolation

    Finding others as in animation
    Feeling as if alone in isolation
    Wanting to show you care
    Only hoping there's still someone out there....

    Wishing upon the twinkling stars
    Asking who and what and why the hell you are...
    Maybe you should listen to the silence in your head...
    Will it drive you crazy? Maybe.
    Before your dead?

    Oh this loud noise... Anything instead of this godforsaken
    Silence In My Head

    Copywrite1980 CFB/PLP

    I'm still thinking... Lol

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