Poetry competition CLOSED 29th October 2014 2:46am
WINNER
LobodeSanPedro
LobodeSanPedro
RUNNER-UP:
brainsandwich
Short Poem!!
1 week to enter ! 
I like to write short poems
My train of though is
More like a caboos
I get distracted easily
But whatever dont hold
It against me im always
Bored so i just rite some
Shit and call it a poem
Something to ocupy my time
When i am alone
My train of though is
More like a caboos
I get distracted easily
But whatever dont hold
It against me im always
Bored so i just rite some
Shit and call it a poem
Something to ocupy my time
When i am alone
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"A new day"
Follow me to evenings bliss
to a star-lit abyss
so close
your lips could kiss
this lovely
dream
and so it would seem
as you float from the ground
into the abstract colors
of imaginations breath
just a touch away
and what could you ever say
when you had nothing to give
and everything to gain
and you just had to change
and you never even wanted
to stay the same.
Follow me to evenings bliss
to a star-lit abyss
so close
your lips could kiss
this lovely
dream
and so it would seem
as you float from the ground
into the abstract colors
of imaginations breath
just a touch away
and what could you ever say
when you had nothing to give
and everything to gain
and you just had to change
and you never even wanted
to stay the same.
Anonymous
Ooh, That Smell
My first day at the cannery
gutting fish for pay
afterwards first date with my roommates sister
the start of a very fine day
next morning I could hardly wait
for my roommate to ask if our date went well
I held out my hand and said smell my fingers
then laughed like crazy when he grumbled, 'go to hell!'
My first day at the cannery
gutting fish for pay
afterwards first date with my roommates sister
the start of a very fine day
next morning I could hardly wait
for my roommate to ask if our date went well
I held out my hand and said smell my fingers
then laughed like crazy when he grumbled, 'go to hell!'
short timer
even scumbags draw lines
a hot minute ago
worked at a plainville turkey processing station
truck backed up
dropped gate
dude with a cattle prod
put every bird on pause
dude with a blade bled em out
i put em on a conveyer belt
it was like 7.00/hr at that time
worst thing i've ever done
for the least amount of money
even scumbags draw lines
a hot minute ago
worked at a plainville turkey processing station
truck backed up
dropped gate
dude with a cattle prod
put every bird on pause
dude with a blade bled em out
i put em on a conveyer belt
it was like 7.00/hr at that time
worst thing i've ever done
for the least amount of money
my macaroons
when the cookie thief reached my house
i knew i needed to figure out
a way
to get that mother fucka
get that mother fucka
my macaroons
is mines
he better find another house to jack
i got something for that sucka
i'm a bad bad mother fucka
a bad bad mother fucka
when
it comes
to my macaroons
mac
a
roons
when the cookie thief reached my house
i knew i needed to figure out
a way
to get that mother fucka
get that mother fucka
my macaroons
is mines
he better find another house to jack
i got something for that sucka
i'm a bad bad mother fucka
a bad bad mother fucka
when
it comes
to my macaroons
mac
a
roons
Anger sadness lonely pain
These are the feelings I have day after day
These feelings come the feelings slow
The darkness burns deep in my soul
All becomes clear this is a easy way out
Death is the key the only way out
Tears sadness anger and pain these feelings I shell never feel again
These are the feelings I have day after day
These feelings come the feelings slow
The darkness burns deep in my soul
All becomes clear this is a easy way out
Death is the key the only way out
Tears sadness anger and pain these feelings I shell never feel again
Smile
I cry out smile because
Hell has dehydrated me
Not a zombie
But
A walking dead
For your eyes to see
Oozing out illusions of positive things
Hoping I too could be fooled
But all I see is a tool
Unequipped to get the job done
Trying to unearth my problems that weights a ton
I’ll just keep crying smiles
Hoping that my issue won't become
transparent to the world
I cry out smile because
Hell has dehydrated me
Not a zombie
But
A walking dead
For your eyes to see
Oozing out illusions of positive things
Hoping I too could be fooled
But all I see is a tool
Unequipped to get the job done
Trying to unearth my problems that weights a ton
I’ll just keep crying smiles
Hoping that my issue won't become
transparent to the world
