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In real life
I would have spoke softly to ease
what pain they have from their mental healthy story
but tend not to hang around depressed people
because I don’t want to constantly feel like they do
unable to pull themselves out a bad mood
Waking up in the morning
Constantly feeling that feeling all day
And I’ll not apologise for being stronger
so they can go and guilt trip someone else

Christian_Watson
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Ok, dude, I get the sentiment.  Depressed people suck the life out of you like mood vampires.  But, is this a poem?  Because some lines have a capital letter at the beginning, some don't, there is no punctuation and you use a lot of dead metaphors(metaphors that exist in everyday language, ie. guilt trip, spoke softly), so I'm not sure what is going on here.  I totally get the sentiment, even agree, though I am always happy to let a friend use me as a shoulder to cry on.

poet Anonymous

I’d have tried my upmost best to not use profanity when talking
All the words in the dictionary
and to think an elegant woman
can swear like a trooper
must be at all the men to come to her
when she’s out dogging
but just know I’m laughing next time you got a cock in your mouth
I know that won’t make her feel uncomfortable
like one of her friends is laughing behind her back in my pm’s
And some really are obsessed with mentioning Simon now on Rhymers Block
trying to trigger me
but it’s only funny because he usually does remind me of
the butler in Scary Movie
making that sound while humping a chicken
when it comes to the image of his poetry
and wishes this riddler would just go to sleep
never to wake again
because he’s powerless over my family
and they haven’t no Instagram of mine to see anymore
Listen boy, your mother needs to be sure
it’s not the lyrics that are hot
she’s just going through the menopause
A dry shrivelled up fanny and who looks like a bum
I’d be as retarded as her
being born premature

poet Anonymous

Christian_Watson said:Ok, dude, I get the sentiment.  Depressed people suck the life out of you like mood vampires.  But, is this a poem?  Because some lines have a capital letter at the beginning, some don't, there is no punctuation and you use a lot of dead metaphors(metaphors that exist in everyday language, ie. guilt trip, spoke softly), so I'm not sure what is going on here.  I totally get the sentiment, even agree, though I am always happy to let a friend use me as a shoulder to cry on.

I feel the exact same, about not knowing what’s going on when I read others “poems”.

AspergerPoet56
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The thing about being
A mood vampire
Is that the feeling
I’ll never tire
My existence will go on
Till the interrupting dawn
The underlying expression
Maybe depression
So I vent on the page
Rather than spouting center stage

poet Anonymous

On the DU
I’m not a part of any crew
Jokes have been made about rap
yet those skilled lyricists
haven’t for it set up a group
Could have battled the legendary Johnrot
who died of knob rot
Sure, that’s not as funny as my baby-mother
putting a leg over the other to put a sock on
Blessed to not be a woman
period blood sticking to her pubes
and the big bad wolf
with one blow, that baby flab hasn’t blew

# miss some DU members

poet Anonymous

“I got into a relationship as soon as I left school
Was with Daryl for 5 years
and Mark for 8.”
So that takes us to 2021
Go back 13 years from now
takes us to 2006
and she had the cheek to ask what the fuck I was talking about
because her story doesn’t add up
I’m not smart but I’m not that stupid

poet Anonymous

I can rhyme one word at the end of a sentence
A big flow such as theirs, a real legend
I’d rather write a novel and smile
Poetry is easy, because I can mimic any style

poet Anonymous

Revelations

I can just picture myself at a poetry slam
someone only saying “hello” on the mic
before I let out a loud haha
To then turning around and frowning
at everyone even knowing
they know it come from me
Should have done something worse
for them people that love a freak
My Chinese next door neighbours sandals
are still smelling the communal area out
he’s gonna know it’s me if
they’re thrown through the window
Not racist because I still eat Minstrels
is it Hannibal or Hannah Fool?
Not sure, but there’s an another agent on Rhymers Block who neglected
to mention her pet animal
when stating she had red lip stick all over her mouth last night
Must have heard “get down with the sickness” and took it too literally
The world will end because of the feminist movement
and after being enlightened about men being able to get pregnant
really, what use is there left for women other than being used for sex?
The other half is cool
she understands the logic
and knows how sarcastic I can get
Am serious, just depends who I’m responding too

poet Anonymous

I’m too rubbish at drawing humans
I knew that before my baby-mother could say anything
but at least I tried
compared to a judge who hasn’t
So I’d need 2 A4 pieces of paper
and 4 A3
The A4 would be for the head, her neck and legs
The A3 for her back, stomach and ass
that still not squishy no doubt
which remains a huge block of lard
so much there’s no creases on her bare skin
5 years after giving birth she’s still got discharge
and I’m jealous of what exactly?
She’s stuck with an emotional retard
who can only get creative at physically attacking people
and her reading material is a soap opera magazine
So for the future, that you aren’t
because if you were, you’d get out the past
But my remarks still stand true
Her position in my diary has been torn apart

poet Anonymous


Dappy is a gangster
don’t care what anyone says
He’s absolutely flawless
admitting in a song that he has two
shoulders for a woman to cry on
yet includes “I only want your pu-nana” in his chorus
Can tell I’m getting old
when teenagers have thought-up
some new type of English I’m still trying to get the hang of
like Shacks music “Man’s Not Hot”

poet Anonymous

And so it began
“Hold.my.fucking.tea.” Was said
and a cup passed to Christian
before I took centre stage
“Not haters, but to my secret admirers then
They ain’t half gonna feel drained
Who’s wanted me to quit, sat hours with a pen?
I’ll finish, when they make an anagram out of their real name
and it making sense.”
A transgender heckler asking what those two things are on a woman’s chest
I said “Bollocks...and again here I go
it’s like you need to take
that dick off your forehead
unlike fat women in denial
because they fell off that fine line years ago
Agreeing with a moron
even when they’re in the wrong
it’s like him farting, that biggest blow
and her then going with a deep inhale, sniff the seat
This isn’t a poem nah
so fuck off being smart
it’s some fiction prose.”

poet Anonymous

Was it me or the other person not having a good day?
Noticed several random shoes in the street
and onlookers hearing me shout
“Do they not realise the other has come off for God’s sake?!”
That may have ended up on someone’s Facebook status somewhere probably

Walking round the town-centre
with a McDonald’s straw
blowing spit balls
and aiming for peoples ears
might seem immature
but you’d laugh seeing it

poet Anonymous

Madintellect

Jamaican, smoking the contraband
Got the Indian voice, as I say feel fucking grand
Go round in circles every day, don’t stop your plan
One big cliche, ain’t no one bopping man
I love your hundreds of followers
fact is, can only count real friends on one hand

poet Anonymous

I’m wondering who sent one female on Rhymers Block
to piss me off
Though, have to give respect for the defiance
because no one else has even come close to what she’s done
Gave my number so we could chat on WhatsApp
told her by New Year
I’ll be posting nothing on any poetry forum

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