Rhyming Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
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Innuendos
Innuendos of serpent lies.
Wicked webs wove, reworded why.
Differentials are serving splice.
Inner Destro for curving lines.
Dividends stole endurance drive.
Signaled emblems encourage signs.
Shifting lens zones commercialized.
This potential is earning time.
Hinted tense sold when verbalized.
Rhythm rends roles inferred awhile.
Mimicked mental, emergent mind.
If it's special, don't worry, right?
In such depths holds a blurry guise.
Given guess grows from burdened nights.
Cyclic central...
Wicked webs wove, reworded why.
Differentials are serving splice.
Inner Destro for curving lines.
Dividends stole endurance drive.
Signaled emblems encourage signs.
Shifting lens zones commercialized.
This potential is earning time.
Hinted tense sold when verbalized.
Rhythm rends roles inferred awhile.
Mimicked mental, emergent mind.
If it's special, don't worry, right?
In such depths holds a blurry guise.
Given guess grows from burdened nights.
Cyclic central...
#spiritual
#rhyming
#humankind
#metaphor
#morality
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I'm P*ssy-Whipped by You
#BDSM
#rhyming
#funny
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Sweeping Brooms to Hide
Demon shrews incline, evening loops align.
Reading through the lines, thieving threw a sign.
Beaches, moon, and tide, reaching humankind.
Stealing fuses skies, weaving moves your mind.
Scheming moods of night, dreaming noon devised.
Deeming useful lies, genie, spoon, or dye.
Reaming chooses guise, cheating ruins lives.
Fleeting clues remind, leaving futures tied.
Speaking dual device, reasons due divide.
Weeding root from light, kneeling knew no nice.
Seating cruel with ides, seeming rule abides.
Sweeping brooms to hide,...
Reading through the lines, thieving threw a sign.
Beaches, moon, and tide, reaching humankind.
Stealing fuses skies, weaving moves your mind.
Scheming moods of night, dreaming noon devised.
Deeming useful lies, genie, spoon, or dye.
Reaming chooses guise, cheating ruins lives.
Fleeting clues remind, leaving futures tied.
Speaking dual device, reasons due divide.
Weeding root from light, kneeling knew no nice.
Seating cruel with ides, seeming rule abides.
Sweeping brooms to hide,...
#spiritual
#rhyming
#metaphor
#morality
#determination
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Practice Bars
Ya neck snaps as I grab your attention.
A head bang and a graphic direction.
My "techs clap" like an Apple convention.
Connects "hang" like a dangling necklace.
Some lawn work - "move green" like Hulk.
Got all the blue dream in bulk.
The chakra, Scooby in jolts.
Them kinds of clues lead to coke.
I'm "on the blocks" like a gutted Deville.
Still forming plots of the thuggery thrill.
My quarry rocks pay me utmost in bills.
Mind more to guap than a couple of pills.
...
A head bang and a graphic direction.
My "techs clap" like an Apple convention.
Connects "hang" like a dangling necklace.
Some lawn work - "move green" like Hulk.
Got all the blue dream in bulk.
The chakra, Scooby in jolts.
Them kinds of clues lead to coke.
I'm "on the blocks" like a gutted Deville.
Still forming plots of the thuggery thrill.
My quarry rocks pay me utmost in bills.
Mind more to guap than a couple of pills.
...
#rhyming
#lyrics
#myself
#rap
#metaphor
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In Rondeau Form
In rondeau form, write's neat they say,
but not as neat as triolets
both quicker writ than villanelles
their nineteen lines drag me to hell
and, whip me each word of the way.
A fine rondeau by John MaCrae
"In Flanders Fields" puts on display
an all-roundness when wrote quite well
In rondeau form.
Its fifteen lines and one refrain
can be used when there's hell to pay
as with Flanders Field's screaming shells
and just at home in leafy dells,
or, like this, when I wish to play
In rondeau...
but not as neat as triolets
both quicker writ than villanelles
their nineteen lines drag me to hell
and, whip me each word of the way.
A fine rondeau by John MaCrae
"In Flanders Fields" puts on display
an all-roundness when wrote quite well
In rondeau form.
Its fifteen lines and one refrain
can be used when there's hell to pay
as with Flanders Field's screaming shells
and just at home in leafy dells,
or, like this, when I wish to play
In rondeau...
#rhyming
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The Ballade (of my ) Weekly Clean
Some rely on cleaning machines
the vacuum to suck up the dust,
and one to scrub floors gleaming clean
replacing same when those get bust.
A hammer, these, to crack that nut
as I think of the leccy price
you can hear me go tut tut tut
cloth, mop and pail for me, suffice.
No smart sweat-top, nor cut off jeans
but butt nekked I swing my butt,
to make dust motes fly in sun beams
my mind flies with these, as it must...
momentarily, till I'm pushed
by brush in hand and in a trice ...
the vacuum to suck up the dust,
and one to scrub floors gleaming clean
replacing same when those get bust.
A hammer, these, to crack that nut
as I think of the leccy price
you can hear me go tut tut tut
cloth, mop and pail for me, suffice.
No smart sweat-top, nor cut off jeans
but butt nekked I swing my butt,
to make dust motes fly in sun beams
my mind flies with these, as it must...
momentarily, till I'm pushed
by brush in hand and in a trice ...
#rhyming
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The Fear Stings
I passed away long years ago
and death gave me all that I posses,
a comfy berth free of rent and tax, though,
being incomeless that could induce some stress.
I have a box to keep my bones within
a roof composed of good old English turf,
and here I lie and the dead long day sing
of the second coming and my rebirth.
I have sang all the old songs, composed anew,
and still I lie and still I sing,
although the notes are now lower and few,
as my bones return to dust, the fear stings.
and death gave me all that I posses,
a comfy berth free of rent and tax, though,
being incomeless that could induce some stress.
I have a box to keep my bones within
a roof composed of good old English turf,
and here I lie and the dead long day sing
of the second coming and my rebirth.
I have sang all the old songs, composed anew,
and still I lie and still I sing,
although the notes are now lower and few,
as my bones return to dust, the fear stings.
#death
#religion
#Christian
#rebirth
#rhyming
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Sentences from a Prison
They fuck you up your Ma and Pa
and mine did a killer job on me,
with their frantic need to seem bourgeois
stuffed me full of inhibitions, see?
They imprisoned me inside my head
with their injunctions on public act
with nervous Ma " Oh, they'll cut me dead! "
" If you " to me " don't behave, with tact..."
My mother " Come away don't speak with him
or them or those or her don't skip be still
be quiet, I'll smack, (she never did) but looks can kill...
...
and mine did a killer job on me,
with their frantic need to seem bourgeois
stuffed me full of inhibitions, see?
They imprisoned me inside my head
with their injunctions on public act
with nervous Ma " Oh, they'll cut me dead! "
" If you " to me " don't behave, with tact..."
My mother " Come away don't speak with him
or them or those or her don't skip be still
be quiet, I'll smack, (she never did) but looks can kill...
...
#rhyming
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A Pretty Box
I made a little pretty box
to keep precious things within.
I've named it, of course, Fort Knox
It's hid among my pants and socks
until I bring it out again...
A hand-made box for precious things
I put my whole heart into it
and when I'm out to dance and sing
wine and dine and have fling
my heart is safe, within it.
to keep precious things within.
I've named it, of course, Fort Knox
It's hid among my pants and socks
until I bring it out again...
A hand-made box for precious things
I put my whole heart into it
and when I'm out to dance and sing
wine and dine and have fling
my heart is safe, within it.
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Of Cabbages and Things
Cabbages: A cruciform vegetable
cultivated from the wild mustard plant,
which breeds more greens for the dinning table
cooked world-wide, Occident to the Levant.
Found in literature, valued as a write,
Pliny, George Orwell and Charlie Bucket's
cabbagy meals, supped by poverties light,
dreaming the while of a Golden Ticket...
To lift his family from poverty
just like socialists of this real world would
but ragged-trousered-philanthropists see
to it that gangsters rule, the neighborhoods.
Other...
cultivated from the wild mustard plant,
which breeds more greens for the dinning table
cooked world-wide, Occident to the Levant.
Found in literature, valued as a write,
Pliny, George Orwell and Charlie Bucket's
cabbagy meals, supped by poverties light,
dreaming the while of a Golden Ticket...
To lift his family from poverty
just like socialists of this real world would
but ragged-trousered-philanthropists see
to it that gangsters rule, the neighborhoods.
Other...
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My Sister Kate
My sister's Kate and me are close
in age and looks we're almost twins,
but we fight, sometimes I might win
but sister Kate she wins the most.
Her things are hers but this is gross,
coz she thinks mine hers too, for dates
she steals my clothes and this I hate
to search for stuff as I go out
I'm cursing her, the lazy lout,
but, this is yours dear sister Kate…
in age and looks we're almost twins,
but we fight, sometimes I might win
but sister Kate she wins the most.
Her things are hers but this is gross,
coz she thinks mine hers too, for dates
she steals my clothes and this I hate
to search for stuff as I go out
I'm cursing her, the lazy lout,
but, this is yours dear sister Kate…
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Welcome The Tell
#relationships
#rhyming
#lover #dirty
#lover #dirty
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