Poems About Cars Seeking Friendly Advice
#cars
DevilsChild
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 7:33am
1st Oct 2024 7:33am
Death Race
and they’ll say
haven’t you had enough?
(death and destruction)
(death and destruction)
to which I’d reply
not till they all reach the sky
so sit down
as we go for a hell of a ride
when I was alive
I tried to be the nice guy
was picked on
until I slicked my hair back
started wearing a leather coat
bought a ride the girls drooled over
was challenged to a drag race
couldn’t look week
so I said let’s ride
was head to head
until I went off a cliff and died
the...
haven’t you had enough?
(death and destruction)
(death and destruction)
to which I’d reply
not till they all reach the sky
so sit down
as we go for a hell of a ride
when I was alive
I tried to be the nice guy
was picked on
until I slicked my hair back
started wearing a leather coat
bought a ride the girls drooled over
was challenged to a drag race
couldn’t look week
so I said let’s ride
was head to head
until I went off a cliff and died
the...
#cars
#fiction
#Halloween #monsters
#Halloween #monsters
108 reads
2 Comments
Duende
Poem Published
20th Sep 2024 2:00pm
20th Sep 2024 2:00pm
Old Timers
Gonna admit it i'm
a car slut at heart
first class sucker
buick or desoto
a shelby cobra
jeep cherokee
these oldtimers
make me eager
V8's are beasts
great for sex &
crazy blow jobs
come bring your
chevrolet caprice
el camino/camaro
cadillac eldorado
dodge challenger
oldsmobile jetstar
a daimler jaguar
mercury cougar
plymouth valiant
hot rod or pontiac
and you can be sure
you'll get a wildcat ride
a car slut at heart
first class sucker
buick or desoto
a shelby cobra
jeep cherokee
these oldtimers
make me eager
V8's are beasts
great for sex &
crazy blow jobs
come bring your
chevrolet caprice
el camino/camaro
cadillac eldorado
dodge challenger
oldsmobile jetstar
a daimler jaguar
mercury cougar
plymouth valiant
hot rod or pontiac
and you can be sure
you'll get a wildcat ride
#cars
#memories
189 reads
28 Comments
FBohlman
Andakwa Taha
Andakwa Taha
Poem Published
21st Jun 2024 7:03pm
21st Jun 2024 7:03pm
Demo D.
Banging on the tracks - Motors Roar
Hear the beats - Door to Door
Fenders blend - Personalities bend
Music in the stands
Music on the tracks
Hear the Roar
Hear the crash
Crumpled hoods - Parts fly
Hear the cries
Hear the sighs
Are they O.K. ?
While others try to win
Others look the other way
( 19 June 2024) F.B.
Hear the beats - Door to Door
Fenders blend - Personalities bend
Music in the stands
Music on the tracks
Hear the Roar
Hear the crash
Crumpled hoods - Parts fly
Hear the cries
Hear the sighs
Are they O.K. ?
While others try to win
Others look the other way
( 19 June 2024) F.B.
#cars
#music
#passion #sports
#passion #sports
87 reads
3 Comments
Pishashee
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2024 6:32am
22nd Feb 2024 6:32am
Steadfast friend
Sweetheart, oh Sweetheart,
of silver sheen,
we've sailed the city
and chased a dream.
Five years together
in miles untold,
your purr,
a tale of two manifold.
Streetlights dance
on your darling chrome dress,
each avenue a kiss
sweet boulevards caress.
We've chased the sunrise,
we've felt the rain,
seen lovers laugh,
felt abandoned in pain.
Your leather whispers
parked secrets kept,
our laughter shared,
driven tears unwept.
From neon nights
to morning's...
of silver sheen,
we've sailed the city
and chased a dream.
Five years together
in miles untold,
your purr,
a tale of two manifold.
Streetlights dance
on your darling chrome dress,
each avenue a kiss
sweet boulevards caress.
We've chased the sunrise,
we've felt the rain,
seen lovers laugh,
felt abandoned in pain.
Your leather whispers
parked secrets kept,
our laughter shared,
driven tears unwept.
From neon nights
to morning's...
#cars
218 reads
4 Comments
jmcchesnie
Joylyn
Joylyn
Poem Published
14th Nov 2023 3:47am
14th Nov 2023 3:47am
Teenagers
A slow kiss
clothes peeling off
bodies smooth
sliding close
in tune with the music
on the car radio.
Shirt buttoned wrong
pants zipper down
hair all a mess
mom and dad frown
girl gets pregnant
shotgun wedding bound.
clothes peeling off
bodies smooth
sliding close
in tune with the music
on the car radio.
Shirt buttoned wrong
pants zipper down
hair all a mess
mom and dad frown
girl gets pregnant
shotgun wedding bound.
#parent
#teens
#sex
#cars
#pregnancy
216 reads
7 Comments
maikee_
Poem Published
12th Sep 2023 6:20am
12th Sep 2023 6:20am
I rode in a fast car
There's nothing like the feeling of being so close to breaking the law, you can taste it.
...
At a birthday party, I recently met up with some mates of my childhood friend, and two of them like to customize their own cars.
Both vehicles were decked out in sterling silver coats, slick spoilers, fresh LED linings, foreign license plates, and manual transmissions. I couldn't help but think that they really looked more like Hot Wheels toys than any of the other cars I've driven prior.
Just before we we left the party in the evening, one of...
...
At a birthday party, I recently met up with some mates of my childhood friend, and two of them like to customize their own cars.
Both vehicles were decked out in sterling silver coats, slick spoilers, fresh LED linings, foreign license plates, and manual transmissions. I couldn't help but think that they really looked more like Hot Wheels toys than any of the other cars I've driven prior.
Just before we we left the party in the evening, one of...
#cars
#rebirth
182 reads
8 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
19th Aug 2023 11:18am
19th Aug 2023 11:18am
NATO's war
NATO's war.
It was on a bright day in 1949 the Washington treaty was signed and later called NATO.
This treaty was purely an American undertaken and designed to surround Russia with enemy troops and sow distrust of the Russia based on endless propaganda.
When the communist system collapsed one would think
NATO was no longer needed, but no, not so, because
that organization had changed its character from a passive watchdog to an aggressive mastiff.
The US administration had promised Russia under Gorbachev that NATO would not expand further eastward, but...
It was on a bright day in 1949 the Washington treaty was signed and later called NATO.
This treaty was purely an American undertaken and designed to surround Russia with enemy troops and sow distrust of the Russia based on endless propaganda.
When the communist system collapsed one would think
NATO was no longer needed, but no, not so, because
that organization had changed its character from a passive watchdog to an aggressive mastiff.
The US administration had promised Russia under Gorbachev that NATO would not expand further eastward, but...
#money
#cars
#books #consumerism
#books #consumerism
112 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
13th Aug 2023 10:19am
13th Aug 2023 10:19am
planet Norway
Planet Norway calling
We see a TV program from Norway, a smallish nation bent on becoming green, building windmills on top of mountains and in the sea, filling the landscape with rotating blades that have an annoying sound and does not make the famous landscape more prettier.
You see, to finance this dream of an unsullied nation at ease with itself, it has to sell polluting oil and gas by the tankers full and the more expensive the electric dream becomes, more oil and gas must be sold..
To reason to the leaders of this electric manic disorder, is impossible they act...
We see a TV program from Norway, a smallish nation bent on becoming green, building windmills on top of mountains and in the sea, filling the landscape with rotating blades that have an annoying sound and does not make the famous landscape more prettier.
You see, to finance this dream of an unsullied nation at ease with itself, it has to sell polluting oil and gas by the tankers full and the more expensive the electric dream becomes, more oil and gas must be sold..
To reason to the leaders of this electric manic disorder, is impossible they act...
#money
#cars
#mirror #books
#mirror #books
127 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
12th Jun 2023 5:44am
12th Jun 2023 5:44am
travel to Algarve
Travel to Algarve
Eight boxes in a row in the middle of a grimy room, boxes looking
like each other. What’s in the boxes? The stale air of a perfumed boudoir?
Or the sweet breeze of a passing butterfly?
Wrapped boxes, one of them could be full of shit. If so, I hoped
it would be horse manure, I can’t think of a sweeter aroma
no addresses, though, not going anywhere soon.
A man dressed in a grey storeroom coat came in and carried the boxes,
one at a time (to fill time to five o’clock) to a corner, one on top of the other
no interested what...
Eight boxes in a row in the middle of a grimy room, boxes looking
like each other. What’s in the boxes? The stale air of a perfumed boudoir?
Or the sweet breeze of a passing butterfly?
Wrapped boxes, one of them could be full of shit. If so, I hoped
it would be horse manure, I can’t think of a sweeter aroma
no addresses, though, not going anywhere soon.
A man dressed in a grey storeroom coat came in and carried the boxes,
one at a time (to fill time to five o’clock) to a corner, one on top of the other
no interested what...
#BDSM
#cars
#freedom
#art
#dance
154 reads
0 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
16th Apr 2023 5:34pm
16th Apr 2023 5:34pm
disappointment
Disappointment
I read about made people escape the crazy world.
The civilization we call modern life by hiding in a hidden little town in Laos
A place Where they can be irrational on their terms
Sleep when they want to and drink beers when they feel like it.
Eccentric" rich millionaires," in Norway flee to Swiss of all places
A state is so chemically clean of fun and clutter.
The people in Swiss are not impressed by these rich/ poor escapees
Who bitterly and grouchy talk about the high taxes.
The Norwegians' rich eccentricity is...
I read about made people escape the crazy world.
The civilization we call modern life by hiding in a hidden little town in Laos
A place Where they can be irrational on their terms
Sleep when they want to and drink beers when they feel like it.
Eccentric" rich millionaires," in Norway flee to Swiss of all places
A state is so chemically clean of fun and clutter.
The people in Swiss are not impressed by these rich/ poor escapees
Who bitterly and grouchy talk about the high taxes.
The Norwegians' rich eccentricity is...
#money
#cars
#mirror
#books
#consumerism
189 reads
0 Comments
randyjohnson
Poem Published
21st Dec 2022 1:37am
21st Dec 2022 1:37am
She's Paying The Price
An intoxicated man hit a woman's car when he decided to drive.
She didn't die when her car was struck but her son didn't survive.
She couldn't even attend her son's funeral because she was hospitalized.
She lost her only child and she's also paralyzed.
She's paralyzed from the neck down and she will never walk again.
He drove while intoxicated and two people paid for his horrible sin.
That drunk driver learned that drinking and driving is a stupid thing to do.
When he hit that woman's car, there wasn't just one victim, there were two.
When that man...
She didn't die when her car was struck but her son didn't survive.
She couldn't even attend her son's funeral because she was hospitalized.
She lost her only child and she's also paralyzed.
She's paralyzed from the neck down and she will never walk again.
He drove while intoxicated and two people paid for his horrible sin.
That drunk driver learned that drinking and driving is a stupid thing to do.
When he hit that woman's car, there wasn't just one victim, there were two.
When that man...
#death
#cars
#alcohol #fiction
#alcohol #fiction
337 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
18th Aug 2022 8:45am
18th Aug 2022 8:45am
the gambler
The gambler
The night, on the other side of the bay, is a spinning roulette
garish, the entrance to the cave of the netherworld
guns and uniforms at the place of iniquity; remove your hat, sir!
The voice is menacing, a hand gripping a gun.
Eyes are dark pools transfixed, much to lose, one spin more
the self-loathing is a frozen grin, the light on the promenade
throws itself into the dark water simulating self-destruction
one more cast of the dice; luck will return
There is no winner in this obscene hunt for the unobtainable ...
The night, on the other side of the bay, is a spinning roulette
garish, the entrance to the cave of the netherworld
guns and uniforms at the place of iniquity; remove your hat, sir!
The voice is menacing, a hand gripping a gun.
Eyes are dark pools transfixed, much to lose, one spin more
the self-loathing is a frozen grin, the light on the promenade
throws itself into the dark water simulating self-destruction
one more cast of the dice; luck will return
There is no winner in this obscene hunt for the unobtainable ...
#money
#cars
#mirror
#books
#consumerism
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