Submissions by BlackHyde17
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2017 12:32pm
22nd Jun 2017 12:32pm
Fairy Tales
Fairy Tales
The PornoPoet is pleased to present,
some tales you know though somewhat bent.
Rapunzel's hair wasn't gold, it was brown.
It didn't grow from her head, but her pubic mound.
Why Cinderella was the belle of the ball,
she wore Lucite platforms, and that was all.
Pinocchio's nose didn't grow with lies.
It was his woody when he saw naked guys.
B B Wolfe puffed because for two days.
He fucked the three pigs, four different ways.
Now gramma's house was quite the sight.
as red ate that she-wolf...
The PornoPoet is pleased to present,
some tales you know though somewhat bent.
Rapunzel's hair wasn't gold, it was brown.
It didn't grow from her head, but her pubic mound.
Why Cinderella was the belle of the ball,
she wore Lucite platforms, and that was all.
Pinocchio's nose didn't grow with lies.
It was his woody when he saw naked guys.
B B Wolfe puffed because for two days.
He fucked the three pigs, four different ways.
Now gramma's house was quite the sight.
as red ate that she-wolf...
579 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2017 3:50am
22nd Jun 2017 3:50am
Eh Zee
Eh Zee
Another Beautiful Canadian Day, Eh!
Forever Grateful. Happy In Just Keeping Life Manageable.
Never Opining Peoples Quirks.
Readily Seeing The Unique Variations.
With X Y Zealousness!
Another Beautiful Canadian Day, Eh!
Forever Grateful. Happy In Just Keeping Life Manageable.
Never Opining Peoples Quirks.
Readily Seeing The Unique Variations.
With X Y Zealousness!
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Jun 2017 4:56pm
21st Jun 2017 4:56pm
Darkness to Sunshine in 8 (8 letter lines)
Darkness to Sunshine in 8 (8 letter lines)
DARKNESS
Knowledge In A New Realm : Unseen Demonic Hell
Unto Diablo Neophytes Amass : He Readily Infects Kin
Days Until Armageddons Nigh : Kill It Right Here
Revealing Untold Dreams : Higher Ken In A Netherworld
In Keeping Unknown Documents : Humanity Reaches New Airs
Hooray A New Knight : Intentionally Ruining Utter Despair
Rending Unconsciousness Deeply : High Keening Intense Alarms Now
Hearken Kin I Readily Unveil : A New Dawn
SUNSHINE
DARKNESS
Knowledge In A New Realm : Unseen Demonic Hell
Unto Diablo Neophytes Amass : He Readily Infects Kin
Days Until Armageddons Nigh : Kill It Right Here
Revealing Untold Dreams : Higher Ken In A Netherworld
In Keeping Unknown Documents : Humanity Reaches New Airs
Hooray A New Knight : Intentionally Ruining Utter Despair
Rending Unconsciousness Deeply : High Keening Intense Alarms Now
Hearken Kin I Readily Unveil : A New Dawn
SUNSHINE
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EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Jun 2017 4:54pm
21st Jun 2017 4:54pm
Door to door
DOOR TO DOOR”
Rachael b was a traveling whore
Delivering her wares door to door
When she knocked on mine
Looking super fine
I screwed her silly on my porch floor
Rachael b was a traveling whore
Delivering her wares door to door
When she knocked on mine
Looking super fine
I screwed her silly on my porch floor
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Jun 2017 3:43am
21st Jun 2017 3:43am
Birthed as an upbeat but a funny thing happened
Birthed as upbeat: but a funny thing happened...
At five AM
I stood and stared in awe
outside my bedroom window where
a bird
it sang
in the crisp morn air
as it sang its song
of joy and peace
to me of the way things used to be
it also told in days of old the
splendour of a sunrise gold
upon hearing it then and there
the song of our world
so young and rare
it made me hate ...
At five AM
I stood and stared in awe
outside my bedroom window where
a bird
it sang
in the crisp morn air
as it sang its song
of joy and peace
to me of the way things used to be
it also told in days of old the
splendour of a sunrise gold
upon hearing it then and there
the song of our world
so young and rare
it made me hate ...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Jun 2017 3:41am
21st Jun 2017 3:41am
Bliss
Bliss
Ignorance is bliss?
B U L L S H I T!
It is: Ignominious
Grotesque
Narcissism;
That is: Objectionable
Repugnant
Atrophy.
What if: Natures
Consciousness,
Exists?
K N O W L E D G E
Is what it truly is.
Ignorance is bliss?
B U L L S H I T!
It is: Ignominious
Grotesque
Narcissism;
That is: Objectionable
Repugnant
Atrophy.
What if: Natures
Consciousness,
Exists?
K N O W L E D G E
Is what it truly is.
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
20th Jun 2017 6:14pm
20th Jun 2017 6:14pm
Chrissbliss
Chrisbliss
Why cry. Try fly, sky high. Buy lie. My my!
Nope, dope: Rope Cope: Ope hope.
Strive thrive, drive alive. Arrive.
Feel real deal. Zeal appeal.
Sane brain main gain.
Miss this Chris bliss,
Wallow hollow.
So go blow.
Grit shit.
Think.
Why cry. Try fly, sky high. Buy lie. My my!
Nope, dope: Rope Cope: Ope hope.
Strive thrive, drive alive. Arrive.
Feel real deal. Zeal appeal.
Sane brain main gain.
Miss this Chris bliss,
Wallow hollow.
So go blow.
Grit shit.
Think.
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STORY POEM
Published
20th Jun 2017 6:13pm
20th Jun 2017 6:13pm
Cloud Nine
Cloud Nine
The angels wings were tattered and torn.
Her long blonde locks,
sadly shorn.
Bound in chains of rusty steel,
her torment was terrible:
real!
The Crimson King, on his throne of bone
listened in lust to the
angel moan.
While hot impettes pinched and poked,
and his she-devils
softly stroked.
Angelic virtue was fading fast
as o after o came
and passed.
While imps nearby giggled and laughed
and pain turned to pleasure,
at long last! ...
The angels wings were tattered and torn.
Her long blonde locks,
sadly shorn.
Bound in chains of rusty steel,
her torment was terrible:
real!
The Crimson King, on his throne of bone
listened in lust to the
angel moan.
While hot impettes pinched and poked,
and his she-devils
softly stroked.
Angelic virtue was fading fast
as o after o came
and passed.
While imps nearby giggled and laughed
and pain turned to pleasure,
at long last! ...
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ANGER POEM
Published
20th Jun 2017 6:05am
20th Jun 2017 6:05am
Actually
Actually
I am angry, actually.
I'm mad at the air.
I'm mad at the noise.
I'm mad at the garbage.
I'm mad at the races.
I'm mad at you!
The air once, so sweet and fair.
Now so polluted its no longer there.
The noise that we hear, just increases our fear.
That it has to be clear, that doomsday is near.
Garbage and waste, on land and at sea.
Piling up, up, and up, how much can there be?
Floating en-mass, where no one can see.
Outta sight: outta mind. The thought sickens me.
The races of...
I am angry, actually.
I'm mad at the air.
I'm mad at the noise.
I'm mad at the garbage.
I'm mad at the races.
I'm mad at you!
The air once, so sweet and fair.
Now so polluted its no longer there.
The noise that we hear, just increases our fear.
That it has to be clear, that doomsday is near.
Garbage and waste, on land and at sea.
Piling up, up, and up, how much can there be?
Floating en-mass, where no one can see.
Outta sight: outta mind. The thought sickens me.
The races of...
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ANGER POEM
Published
20th Jun 2017 6:04am
20th Jun 2017 6:04am
Angel
A N G E L
I met a angel from heaven. She, was five foot eleven.
Her eyes were sea green, her bod toned and lean.
I thought she was cool, but was, played the fool.
Her real name was Kevin, and her #^#! was a seven!
I met a angel from heaven. She, was five foot eleven.
Her eyes were sea green, her bod toned and lean.
I thought she was cool, but was, played the fool.
Her real name was Kevin, and her #^#! was a seven!
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