Long Rhyming Poems
#rhyming
Alfie_Shoyger
Poem Published
12th Jul 2020 7:58am
12th Jul 2020 7:58am
The Stokes Croft Riot
Black flags fly from the free-shop window.
Below, a girl who eats no flesh
cradles rolls of rat-cage mesh.
A burst of Caribbean lingo.
A metal sheet across the door
of what was once an anarchist bookshop.
Workmen whistle on the rooftop
of a cobwebbed Polish store.
A waft of cider pressed from plums.
Dreadlocks held in place by pencils
flow beneath a Banksy stencil
of teddy-bears with petrol-bombs.
A mother and three freckled children
munch on processed Cornish pasties.
A bunch of banjo-strumming crusties ...
Below, a girl who eats no flesh
cradles rolls of rat-cage mesh.
A burst of Caribbean lingo.
A metal sheet across the door
of what was once an anarchist bookshop.
Workmen whistle on the rooftop
of a cobwebbed Polish store.
A waft of cider pressed from plums.
Dreadlocks held in place by pencils
flow beneath a Banksy stencil
of teddy-bears with petrol-bombs.
A mother and three freckled children
munch on processed Cornish pasties.
A bunch of banjo-strumming crusties ...
#nature
#Britain
#rebellion #rhyming
#rebellion #rhyming
451 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
9th Jul 2020 00:40am
9th Jul 2020 00:40am
Pickles
So here it is, you asked for a poem about pickles,
It will be a mess when it trickles down the microphone,
The jokes may be a little fickle and not as good as Don Rickles,
If you remember the old sicko who used to tickle people’s funny bones.
I expect to get paid a nickel for every time I rhyme,
So if you count in the previous line – that adds up to a dime,
And though I’m still wondering why you wanted a piece about a veggie,
I wasn’t sure if I could write something and make it a little edgy.
You know I don’t like them in my sandwiches or...
It will be a mess when it trickles down the microphone,
The jokes may be a little fickle and not as good as Don Rickles,
If you remember the old sicko who used to tickle people’s funny bones.
I expect to get paid a nickel for every time I rhyme,
So if you count in the previous line – that adds up to a dime,
And though I’m still wondering why you wanted a piece about a veggie,
I wasn’t sure if I could write something and make it a little edgy.
You know I don’t like them in my sandwiches or...
#children
#food
#rhyming
611 reads
13 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
30th Jun 2020 6:37am
30th Jun 2020 6:37am
TREADING LIGHTLY UPON THE EARTH
I tread most lightly on the Earth
when, naked as on day of birth,
I walk on the sands of a beach
that is to clothed folk out of reach.
The sand is soft beneath my feet,
and hot where tide has yet to meet.
The sun shines agreeably warm
upon my full bare bodied form.
Battles of life I leave behind,
a peace with the Earth I do find.
Like arms and armour I have laid
down my kit (in bag in the shade)
to proclaim that I come in peace.
Contest with elements I cease;
to nature's hands I give myself,
thankful for my...
when, naked as on day of birth,
I walk on the sands of a beach
that is to clothed folk out of reach.
The sand is soft beneath my feet,
and hot where tide has yet to meet.
The sun shines agreeably warm
upon my full bare bodied form.
Battles of life I leave behind,
a peace with the Earth I do find.
Like arms and armour I have laid
down my kit (in bag in the shade)
to proclaim that I come in peace.
Contest with elements I cease;
to nature's hands I give myself,
thankful for my...
#beach
#nature
#spiritual #rhyming
#spiritual #rhyming
716 reads
8 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
30th Jun 2020 00:58am
30th Jun 2020 00:58am
Master Baiter
#erotic
#rhyming
#WritingPoetry #dirty
#WritingPoetry #dirty
854 reads
10 Comments
Alfie_Shoyger
Poem Published
21st Jun 2020 11:53am
21st Jun 2020 11:53am
Western Society is Going to Collapse
The overdraft is plummeting to trillions and trillions.
Satanic banks are bloating into ruby-crowned leviathans
who clamp their clenching, flexing, metal-knuckled, hairy tentacles
around Democracy’s contracting, fast-retreating testicles.
Murder-merchants, cardboard cut-outs, billionaire Don Juans
grace the White House. Up ahead glint grinning petroyuans.
In desperation, flares are shot into an Arab’s bonfire
right next to where a taunted Russian bear repairs his empire
beneath an evening sky that gasps with flailing thunderclaps.
Western society...
Satanic banks are bloating into ruby-crowned leviathans
who clamp their clenching, flexing, metal-knuckled, hairy tentacles
around Democracy’s contracting, fast-retreating testicles.
Murder-merchants, cardboard cut-outs, billionaire Don Juans
grace the White House. Up ahead glint grinning petroyuans.
In desperation, flares are shot into an Arab’s bonfire
right next to where a taunted Russian bear repairs his empire
beneath an evening sky that gasps with flailing thunderclaps.
Western society...
#politics
#money
#feminism
#apocalypse
#rhyming
385 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
20th Jun 2020 9:03am
20th Jun 2020 9:03am
/\/\urder and /\/\ayhem
#rhyming
#insomnia
#sleep #WritingPoetry
#sleep #WritingPoetry
560 reads
4 Comments
ZBoogie
Poem Published
20th Jun 2020 4:05am
20th Jun 2020 4:05am
Mind Shackles
These words from my voice
Are the powerful being inside me
the body I encompass Is nothing compared to me
The color of my skin shouldn't matter
I will be who I want to be
I’m afraid I can’t be who I want to be
because people have a certain image of me!
make me be who they want me to be!
South Bronx boy
let’s throw dirt on his name
I came from the jungle
but I was born with a brain!
You come from the Bronx
You know what I’m sayin’
Life is a game
Since I realized this
I haven’t seen it the same…
Life...
Are the powerful being inside me
the body I encompass Is nothing compared to me
The color of my skin shouldn't matter
I will be who I want to be
I’m afraid I can’t be who I want to be
because people have a certain image of me!
make me be who they want me to be!
South Bronx boy
let’s throw dirt on his name
I came from the jungle
but I was born with a brain!
You come from the Bronx
You know what I’m sayin’
Life is a game
Since I realized this
I haven’t seen it the same…
Life...
#motivational
#inspirational
#rhyming
#racism
#inequality
595 reads
11 Comments
Alfie_Shoyger
Poem Published
17th Jun 2020 6:49am
17th Jun 2020 6:49am
Brave New World
Welcome to our brave new world,
like Nineteen Eighty-Four but a few years later,
a safe space reserved for Feminists, terrorists,
vicarious intellects, beta-males, no haters.
We, we, we decide the rules,
you must learn them ad verbatim.
You’ll be safe and sound if you obey them:
Enjoying your own culture
is racist.
Enjoying a different culture
is racist.
Looking at a Chinese rubber sculpture
is racist.
Trying to cure a stomach ulcer
is racist.
Dressing as a panther or a puma
is racist.
Preferring...
like Nineteen Eighty-Four but a few years later,
a safe space reserved for Feminists, terrorists,
vicarious intellects, beta-males, no haters.
We, we, we decide the rules,
you must learn them ad verbatim.
You’ll be safe and sound if you obey them:
Enjoying your own culture
is racist.
Enjoying a different culture
is racist.
Looking at a Chinese rubber sculpture
is racist.
Trying to cure a stomach ulcer
is racist.
Dressing as a panther or a puma
is racist.
Preferring...
#identity
#politics
#rhyming
#racism
#hypocrisy
552 reads
14 Comments
CosiestPrism273
Poem Published
11th Jun 2020 7:04pm
11th Jun 2020 7:04pm
My mind
A life unfolds
Lost treasures and golds
The abyss of lost souls
Hell or heaven who knows
Past flaws put in pictures
Grab paint and make mixtures
An explorer on his adventures
Common greed and penny pinchers
A man on his own
Lost forever and unknown
One mistake and he will go
From disappointment he will grow
The chance of a lifetime
No time is the right time
A man in his right mind
A search for the right kind
A king begins to battle
A warrior horse in his...
Lost treasures and golds
The abyss of lost souls
Hell or heaven who knows
Past flaws put in pictures
Grab paint and make mixtures
An explorer on his adventures
Common greed and penny pinchers
A man on his own
Lost forever and unknown
One mistake and he will go
From disappointment he will grow
The chance of a lifetime
No time is the right time
A man in his right mind
A search for the right kind
A king begins to battle
A warrior horse in his...
#rhyming
#lyrics
#rap
#emotional
#StreamOfConsciousness
1028 reads
2 Comments
Pimp2ThaFuture04
Poem Published
9th Jun 2020 7:00am
9th Jun 2020 7:00am
Spit Rituals by Wise Conscious
First rule is to collect self
and not scatter the force
let self float into deep meditation
staying on course right on track
doing my math and calculate my
steps while I'm on this path
I have communication with my reflection receiving more wisdom and real knowledge for more overstanding
guess what I'm still standing
As I embrace discipline these self educational documents I study instructions while I wait
to achieve the next level I walk not
with the counsel of the of...
and not scatter the force
let self float into deep meditation
staying on course right on track
doing my math and calculate my
steps while I'm on this path
I have communication with my reflection receiving more wisdom and real knowledge for more overstanding
guess what I'm still standing
As I embrace discipline these self educational documents I study instructions while I wait
to achieve the next level I walk not
with the counsel of the of...
#rhyming
#learning
#rap #curse
#rap #curse
1176 reads
5 Comments
BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2020 1:27am
3rd Jun 2020 1:27am
"Exception" ... A Poem written by Big Virge 19/8/2016
Ya Know ...
I'm The ... EXCEPTION ...
To A LOT of ... Rules ... !!!!!
Like The ... MISCONCEPTION ...
That Blacks Are BAD DUDES ... !!!
I CAN Be BAD But Would Rather Try ...
To USE My Mind To Be A ... " GOOD Guy " ...
Who Writes Tight Rhymes And Flows Them NICE ... !!!
WITHOUT ... Exception ... !!!
EVERY LINE That My Mind Finds ...
Is MORE Than Just A JOKE Or CUSS ... !!!
I Write The Stuff That GIVES Huff PUFF ... !!!
UNLIKE These CHUMPS ...
Who AREN'T Exceptions WORTH Retention ... !!!
...
I'm The ... EXCEPTION ...
To A LOT of ... Rules ... !!!!!
Like The ... MISCONCEPTION ...
That Blacks Are BAD DUDES ... !!!
I CAN Be BAD But Would Rather Try ...
To USE My Mind To Be A ... " GOOD Guy " ...
Who Writes Tight Rhymes And Flows Them NICE ... !!!
WITHOUT ... Exception ... !!!
EVERY LINE That My Mind Finds ...
Is MORE Than Just A JOKE Or CUSS ... !!!
I Write The Stuff That GIVES Huff PUFF ... !!!
UNLIKE These CHUMPS ...
Who AREN'T Exceptions WORTH Retention ... !!!
...
#strength
#courage
#rhyming
#honesty
#WritingPoetry
383 reads
0 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
12th May 2020 8:42am
12th May 2020 8:42am
JOIN ME IN THIS BED I'M IN
Camilla:
I see him, round faced smile, red hair,
neck, shoulders torso fully bare,
his arms spread out expansively
on the bed's width to welcome me.
Rest of him south of the navel
veiled in bedsheets, feet make gable.
Ed:
I see her, standing before mirror,
just bra and panties on her figure,
showing more of caramel skin,
while she draws out her last hairpin.
The side of her hips looks so wide,
tailing in perky round backside.
Long legged, long haired, fingers sans ring,
to my...
I see him, round faced smile, red hair,
neck, shoulders torso fully bare,
his arms spread out expansively
on the bed's width to welcome me.
Rest of him south of the navel
veiled in bedsheets, feet make gable.
Ed:
I see her, standing before mirror,
just bra and panties on her figure,
showing more of caramel skin,
while she draws out her last hairpin.
The side of her hips looks so wide,
tailing in perky round backside.
Long legged, long haired, fingers sans ring,
to my...
#erotic
#music
#rhyming #sensual
#rhyming #sensual
623 reads
3 Comments
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