Slick Rick. - There was a jolly fellow named Slick Rick,
Who joked about his wobbly stick.
When his stick broke,
Rick told no joke.
In fact, he got on everyone`s wick!
There once was a woman that so loathed her spouse
She hated to be with him, all alone in the house
They sat watching coins, which bored her to tears
Because he had ranted about...
Ouch! - There was a grumpy man named Pete,
Who always moaned about his sore feet.
He trudged too far,
Never by car
,Cos of the sharp springs in its seat.
Jones The Grin. - Jones was a jolly man,
Who lived in a small caravan.
Jones had a grinning smile,
Teeth dazzled for about a mile.
Jones had a booming laugh,
He roared, be beamed...
Twp Ivor. - There was a man named Twp Ivor,
Who`d do anything for a fiver.
His mates gave him a bet,
A lioness should he get.
He obeyed, and now he`s inside her.
Truncheoned Wilf. - There was an old man named Wilf,
Who liked to date hot, gorgeous MILFS.
Wilf used his yard,
To get his truncheon hard.
"Be prepared," was the motto of old Wilf...
Fred The Bread. - There was a young baker named Fred,
Who talked about croissants in bed.
His wife, who grew bored,
Went out, down the road.
After punching Fred in the head...
Dr Jekyll. - A daring Young Fellow named Hyde,
Declared he would go for a glide.
He flew by the Dee,
And far out to sea,
When alas, his personality did divide.
The Fisherman. - The fisherman was happy, he`d caught not one fish,
He didn`t want a tasty cod on his clean dish.
His suffering wife was not so keen,
Two peas and a boiled potatao...
Wind In My Willows. - There is a rich soup which is near,
That tastes great with a pint of beer.
There is a cheese I taste,
Which is too good to waste.
The result is wind, keep...
Rock Star - There was a rock star named Dan Man
Who shook his hair, when in Japan
He liked to be hip,
So he curled his lip,
Which made him dribble when he sang.
Real Ales. - There was a man from
Who liked to drink
He,d drink all day
So at night sing a
At weekends he loved to
His pictures would...
Dapper Dan. - There was a boastful man named Dan,
Such a dapper, well-dressed young man.
When Dan lost his cash,
He dressed not so flash.
And in rags, he was known as...
Drink Like Sandy. - There was a girl like our Sandy,
Who drank too much lemon shandy.
When she was senseless and drunk,
She smelled like a dirty skunk.
So she stopped, which...
Short! - *ahem*
The crimson midget rides again
And dances like a Cornish hen
While the waffles wale with glee
In hopes that they will marry me
Chopper Arth. - There was a man named Arth,
Who cut down trees for a laugh.
He chiselled wood,
To make it look good.
Then poor Arth was chopped in half!
One Too Many. - There was a young woman named Jill,
Who lived her life through a blue pill.
When she went to sleep,
There were no sweet sheep,
,Til she lay beneath the...
Welsh Lucy. - There was a girl called Welsh Lucy,
Who liked to eat fresh fruit, sweet and juicy.
She eat three peaches, a plum,
That did things to her tum.
Which made her...
The Man From Crewe. - There was a man
Who was always stuck
While in a queue
What should he
At home he was
mirror, mirror, on my wall
I just want to be thin, pretty and tall
mirror, mirror, if I change my hair
maybe someone will start to care?
mirror, mirror, if I starve myself
One day I was really pissed off, depressed, upset, and sad. Very emotional. and I wrote 3 poems of how I truly feel sometimes. This is part 1:
Nobody knows how I feel
They think I...
The cut will heal the pain will not.
Like a broken recorded it is played again. All the hate and the words. you being to fad. You wish to dissaper with out a trase. Where no one...
Poem 2 Part 2:
Little Star Little Star
Up in space
Got no one to face
So big and bright
Shines their way through
while little star little star
shines so little
Poem 3 Part 3:
Left with nothing more
Alone in the dark
Light no longer exist
Cold and shaking
No daylight to come
The moon is out
And so are the wolves
Sitting thinking all alone. Planning planning soon to come. Crying crying all the time. Wishing wishing for the end. Wanting wanting to be all done.Cutting cutting arms so sore...
Darkness is all that you can see. all alone in a cold dark room. You scream but no one can hear you. as the knife cuts deeper in to you. the blood runs down. U go to the sink...
For my dad
The night to quickly passes
And we are growing old,
So let us fill our glasses
And toast the Days of Gold;
When finds of wondrous treasure
Set all the South ablaze...
The story of you
Your eyes that
met my heart
Your lips that
kissed my soul
Your voice that
melts my thoughts
Your scent that
turned me on
The story of you that
Every little thing that you do
makes me fall in love with you
why I did the things that I did
made me feel like a silly kid
Why did we always used to fight
"leaning on the far side of half awake"
leaning on the far side of half awake
fragments of poems flowing and falling round
with glimpses of things real and imagined
where am i,
this place I've never seen,
what does this dream ahead mean
i am on my,
to where it all began but,
i don't know,
whats this feeling,
this place feels almost like home,
iron bars and neon lights,
18 years on this throne,
the sky will fall when i get out
time to move on at last,
i'll try somehow...
SILENCEHidden deep inside the lightWe’re all aloneIn our own fightFar up on a distant hillThere’s life so divine you just can’t revealPedals falling slowly...
When I was a kid
I used to think that pork chops and karate chops
Were the same thing
I thought they were both pork chops
And because my grandmother thought it was cute
Sooo yes it's true.
I'm a dork.
They're probably all crap...
But... here's some poems and stuff that I've written.
She has a bookshelf for a heart,
and ink runs through her veins...
oh gee what fun, my stalker is back full blown. id tell it to get a life but thats pointless, its a troll and it thrives on it. someplace in my list of friends is a fake profile...
I used to post jokes on deFacebook almost daily, and as a former comedy writer I can appreciate all sorts of humor so I'll try to post some in here. None of my jokes are meant to...
I'm quite blessed but I didn't realize it. My everyday problems is nothing compared to their lives. They're so poor that they couldn't even afford an apartment that's 30.00 a month...
I write poetry quite allot. Each unique and different from the first. Some expressing my inner thoughts some merely questioning my own sanity or reflecting my own over all well...
Hard to believe, a year's gone past. Time stood still, I fell too fast. December last year, I walked into a dream. August this year, apart at the seams. I found you, you healed my...
Like pictures of love you pass
through my mind,
your love was my precious child.
As a recall slip like the fog
enters into my thought
your love was all mine....
It's been on the bucket list, and a bunch of you are now insistent, too.
I've done my share of writing before, but it's really been web-published or prose, poems, and stories...
Welcome Spring to the wild sounds of drums
Violin and guitar
Somewhere in the distance
Us… on the cold ground
Watching the stars and the fires burn
Darkness, vastness, emptiness...
There is a storm in my heart.
The storm is of growing up my body has grown.
A little girl still remains in the shadows
Needing attention and a place to belong.
This is her song.
When small is your horizon
And the way ahead is dim,
You may sit discouraged, crying,
Waiting for some magic whim
To tell you where to travel
For your dole.
When small is...
On EP -- Here's a list:
50 Things - Wandering EP Link
A Poem For J EP Link
A Widowers Tale EP Link
Amazing God Does Play EP Link
America, My Dream EP Link
American by Any...
Do you have a favorite poet? Or is there a book with beautiful poems to recommend??
My lovely sunshine
Our poetry will forever bond us
In this life, as well as our next
Much the way it did in our last
Our words, touch our soul
These thoughts, reverberate to our...
this is my first attempt in writing poems.. so don't judge me.. feel free to criticise... yes it'll hurt.. but thats life.
The Darkest of Depths.
It was grim,
the sea was filled...
I, being a teen have a hobby of writing songs and poems about my sadness but have no one to show my feelings. Im afraid that people will make fun of me. So drop in a text if u want...
"Silly Rabbit, tricks are for kids."A line I know all too well, and it can't be helped, being that this line in particular has always been directed at me. Silly Rabbit. A pet named...
Thought I'd write my own in response to the one I just received ^^ !
We've known each other about a year now after first meeting on this website in a group trying to find people...
With ribbons of faith and hope our bond lives
Like super glue we stick
When I am thinking of you, I know you are thinking of me too
Others will come and go but we will stay...