Rhyming Poems
#rhyming
Explore poems that rhyme, on a variety of subjects. This section showcases poetry using a variety of different rhyming schemes.
Death seems a Treat.
Surround the land with city sound
scrape up all the dead,
what need have these for tended mound
their feelings have all fled.
Tear up the trees and greenery
spread concrete instead,
what need have we for sight of these
erect blocks not homestead.
Around the sound of city roar
glares the stunning light,
as upwards concrete units soar
stabbing away the night.
A triumph over little men
with mean and earthy minds
men who think the battery hen
is cruel and unkind.
Surround the land with city sound ...
scrape up all the dead,
what need have these for tended mound
their feelings have all fled.
Tear up the trees and greenery
spread concrete instead,
what need have we for sight of these
erect blocks not homestead.
Around the sound of city roar
glares the stunning light,
as upwards concrete units soar
stabbing away the night.
A triumph over little men
with mean and earthy minds
men who think the battery hen
is cruel and unkind.
Surround the land with city sound ...
#rhyming
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My Demons
Your judgement, I need not
as you gaze upon my face
you’ve never known my truth
or for what impact I brace
Burdens I have come to carry
are not for you to understand
you cannot comprehend
the heavy seas I manned
Seeing only weakness
from my scars of battle
although, I will assure you
I am not quick to rattle
Company not required
for me to venture on
strength in my resilience
long after you are gone
Walking alone with my demons
I have grown to know them well
I shall keep them...
as you gaze upon my face
you’ve never known my truth
or for what impact I brace
Burdens I have come to carry
are not for you to understand
you cannot comprehend
the heavy seas I manned
Seeing only weakness
from my scars of battle
although, I will assure you
I am not quick to rattle
Company not required
for me to venture on
strength in my resilience
long after you are gone
Walking alone with my demons
I have grown to know them well
I shall keep them...
#strength
#rhyming
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Passing.
I did not know you were really dead
or, could not bring myself to believe
till I saw that chap, baring his head,
bowing you past, and me, leave to grieve.
or, could not bring myself to believe
till I saw that chap, baring his head,
bowing you past, and me, leave to grieve.
#rhyming
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STACY'S MOM
Innocent sight
in hot day's light
got me going
to get knowing
the Girl Next Door's
Mom - she's the cause
of why I fool
about their pool,
to catch her eye
and get a high.
Catch her, aware,
when she's most bare,
letting me see
that hot body!
in hot day's light
got me going
to get knowing
the Girl Next Door's
Mom - she's the cause
of why I fool
about their pool,
to catch her eye
and get a high.
Catch her, aware,
when she's most bare,
letting me see
that hot body!
#teens
#rhyming
#funny
#crush
#temptation
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Relief
With the sun’s last rays
My heart leaps to the sky
And your endearing praise
Fills me with a sigh…
-
Of relief, of repent
That I’m free from my sin’s rent
Your words, your caress; they heal my soul
And I took back my reins of control
-
With the moon’s reflection
My soul returns to the source
I’m filled with bountiful affection
And I start to cry…
-
In relief, in release
As I’m stitched back piece by piece
To reconnect with my true self
And the dark night of the soul can finally be placed back on the...
My heart leaps to the sky
And your endearing praise
Fills me with a sigh…
-
Of relief, of repent
That I’m free from my sin’s rent
Your words, your caress; they heal my soul
And I took back my reins of control
-
With the moon’s reflection
My soul returns to the source
I’m filled with bountiful affection
And I start to cry…
-
In relief, in release
As I’m stitched back piece by piece
To reconnect with my true self
And the dark night of the soul can finally be placed back on the...
#sun
#moon
#spiritual #rhyming
#spiritual #rhyming
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Fire
Eleven a.m. Came riding her horse into town
Noon waited around the corner just to try and take her down
Tuesday wanted to take them
Both outside to play
Friday got here really quick
And just really wants to stay
December rolled down the window
Threw snow about the ground
May waited patiently
To bloom those flowers all over town
A year stood in the window
Watching all of them pass by
Decade heard the doorbell ring
Thought it was just a silly lie
...
Noon waited around the corner just to try and take her down
Tuesday wanted to take them
Both outside to play
Friday got here really quick
And just really wants to stay
December rolled down the window
Threw snow about the ground
May waited patiently
To bloom those flowers all over town
A year stood in the window
Watching all of them pass by
Decade heard the doorbell ring
Thought it was just a silly lie
...
#rhyming
#humankind
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Embers left to grow
I tell them my mind is burning and that I can not put it out
I told them the embers were there years ago,
That I convinced myself it would be better to let them go out on their own
I should have known better,
That those embers would grow
Now I'm left here with a mind aglow
It may be to late now that the fire is raging,
But perhaps, just maybe, this mind is worth saving?
I told them the embers were there years ago,
That I convinced myself it would be better to let them go out on their own
I should have known better,
That those embers would grow
Now I'm left here with a mind aglow
It may be to late now that the fire is raging,
But perhaps, just maybe, this mind is worth saving?
#sadness
#depression
#suicide #rhyming
#suicide #rhyming
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Feathered Friends
I get letters from our feathered friends
who peck out notes with tuneful beaks,
and post-cards too they sometimes send
( I guess Miss Owl corrects mistakes.)
I expect to hear from cuckoo soon
some little missive sneaked in pigeon's post,
" Gud Rew, Cud Rew? "a two tone tune
"Tek-care, Tek-care, chicks with sparrow host."
Maggie, who's letters are never stamped
squawks, " ta for nice shiny bit o tin "
which caused a stir until I'd flapped
around and found my old Woolworth's ring.
Or, sent post-haste by Royal Mail ...
who peck out notes with tuneful beaks,
and post-cards too they sometimes send
( I guess Miss Owl corrects mistakes.)
I expect to hear from cuckoo soon
some little missive sneaked in pigeon's post,
" Gud Rew, Cud Rew? "a two tone tune
"Tek-care, Tek-care, chicks with sparrow host."
Maggie, who's letters are never stamped
squawks, " ta for nice shiny bit o tin "
which caused a stir until I'd flapped
around and found my old Woolworth's ring.
Or, sent post-haste by Royal Mail ...
#rhyming
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They all kissed Me...
She has a quiet pride in self,
as autumn strews her path with gold,
the trees bestowed bronzed silvered wealth
on all that's worth holding in this world.
One can see in those prideful strides
this proclamation, " I am Woman! "
a sisterhood this whole world wide
reaching back to their birth of man.
And so it was across the veldt
ten times ten thousand years ago,
those yesterdays they claimed and owned
a vastly gleaming world of gold.
They walked from Eden to Bethlehem
to give lowly birthing for a...
as autumn strews her path with gold,
the trees bestowed bronzed silvered wealth
on all that's worth holding in this world.
One can see in those prideful strides
this proclamation, " I am Woman! "
a sisterhood this whole world wide
reaching back to their birth of man.
And so it was across the veldt
ten times ten thousand years ago,
those yesterdays they claimed and owned
a vastly gleaming world of gold.
They walked from Eden to Bethlehem
to give lowly birthing for a...
#rhyming
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FONDLE ME

#sex
#erotic
#rhyming #sensual
#rhyming #sensual
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Dead but Never Gone
Something about you just standing there,
So alive and well in my memories comes
Roaring back into my lungs like the air
I breathe every day. You left the crumbs
Behind for me to follow because even
Though you are as dead as the soft soil
Beneath my delicate feet and the coffin
Buried deep you still make my blood boil
And my heart race. You still remind me
I am never alone as the strong whispers
Of the wind tell me we are finally free.
I always remember interlacing our fingers
Together like we finally belonged to
Each other. I...
So alive and well in my memories comes
Roaring back into my lungs like the air
I breathe every day. You left the crumbs
Behind for me to follow because even
Though you are as dead as the soft soil
Beneath my delicate feet and the coffin
Buried deep you still make my blood boil
And my heart race. You still remind me
I am never alone as the strong whispers
Of the wind tell me we are finally free.
I always remember interlacing our fingers
Together like we finally belonged to
Each other. I...
#death
#rhyming
#memories
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D0ING the Linen DiRtY->staINED left out in the Rain
Doing the Linen Dirty
Sheet looking like a sweat Soaked NBA jersey
James Worthy at foul line sounds cumming out a room IT'S growl time installed NiNE perfect FiT in the behind or call it past thrusting with a rhythm fast causing orgasmic SPLASH in a chocolate factory entry through the Ass with a
Stormy forecast
Joys and Pain
Toys and Rain
Convoys and staINED
Guess WHOSE taking the BLAME?
Neighbors heard a screamed NAME
Mr Don't STOP
Leaving me Sticky like a half sucked lollipop or a Soaked mop
Inserted for about THiRTy ...
Sheet looking like a sweat Soaked NBA jersey
James Worthy at foul line sounds cumming out a room IT'S growl time installed NiNE perfect FiT in the behind or call it past thrusting with a rhythm fast causing orgasmic SPLASH in a chocolate factory entry through the Ass with a
Stormy forecast
Joys and Pain
Toys and Rain
Convoys and staINED
Guess WHOSE taking the BLAME?
Neighbors heard a screamed NAME
Mr Don't STOP
Leaving me Sticky like a half sucked lollipop or a Soaked mop
Inserted for about THiRTy ...
#rhyming
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