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POETRY - Can you write a Poem?

PSYOP MY MIND/HEART

By nightfall they gathered to tarry about
The windows downed curtains, the old men were stout
The glaciers that chilled us were carved up like stone
The sculptures of many became unlike home
Our basics of living, or haven't you heard
Is twisted to giving, our souls to absurds
In moments of folly and moments of glee
My monument one standing was shadows of me

The tree line that etched was sullied with pride
The trimming was sunken by sharp sheers so wide
The answers to why such beauty could fall
Was not outside but inside our walls

Our freedom so bright and shiny with hope
Awaken one day to stand and devote
Our calls of a time for the peace world wide
Is silenced by screaming of wars fueled pride
The many they stand to volley and fight
Tis a shame for some that put out their lights
Such young handsome soldiers go marching away
Not knowing or caring what war means today
So bold and courageous they carry along
So lost and betrayed our country's weak song

Now listen to me as I weave up this tale
The villains are heroes, the heroes made pale
For justice is backwards and digging a pit
For broken bodies of people who don't give a shit
Cannon fodder are we who march into battle
No horses we ride, no need for a saddle

Technocracy is the method of control
Our mindset is sunken, distorted with holes
And thus propaganda is used for our hearts
Stopping our freedom...before it even starts
Taught to love that which is wrong, this is the way
Humanity is lost and is drifting astray
No reasoning can stand to defend the young
The war is ongoing in our minds spoken tongue.
 
A
Brett Crandall
03/18/2011
6:18 PM

What if I was left alone to suffer?
What if out of spite I slit my throat?
I see a gentle warming smile in the distance
The tears fell as swiftly as glitter.

I reached out and could feel your hand
Even though surely you are across the mountains..

I had lost my faith and sense of love
My heart, now hard, was searching for revenge
A figure appeared in my dreams
Nourishing me back to my once lost innocence.

What if I had nothing left to give?
What if despite that you stayed by my side?

In this era of lifeless and artificial warmth
An angel has graced my presence.

If I suddenly sunk deep into a nightmare
I know you will be there to pull me through the vines
A figure of a genuine profile and pure warmth
Walking with me to the end of time

I had lost my hope and memory of touch
My heart, swaying in the bitter cold, numb and freezing
You appeared to me and offered your hand
Warming me in your keeping until the end of time.

We will stand together
We will love together
Together.
 
It's still kinda slow in here, maybe some music?

Le Suite Chagrin in A, Fridgian mode:

Checked my damned self in
To Le Suite Chagrin
In between scenic should've and district damned if I didn't

Complex _99
Fuck a floor,
I don't have time to be transcending things and shit
I just know it's always there when I get back there
And realize I never should've left in the first place

Never should've left the corrosive contact of soiled gnarly nursing home green shag
Never should've left the eternal twilight of flickering ceiling fan lamp bespeckled with the stars of starved maggot corpses
Never should've left the slipping support of Me's and My's twin punctured water death beds clinging eternally to their stale wet plastic smell
Never should've left the fore-draped destiny of wallpaper mosaic offset repeats of the same wet cat clinging to the same dry tree above the same luke-wet phrase "Hag in Ther"
Never should've left the enchantingly disenchanting size of myself by me transposed in glossed, cyan mossed over glory, erratically lace framed in 2 by 4 foot crack print
Most of all, never should've left room service

They know better than to give me the disservice of
Giving me an inch to stand on
Brightening my night
Something to lie on
A change in scenery
A bad look at myself

They know to leave me my bitterly mildew encrusted would'nt've's and a raspy, frayed won't
Good to wash off those should'ves and shalls
in the mourning

Take care to leave me tomorrow's paper in legible T9 predictive text, 666 point font
Better to plan on the failure of planning ahead
in the noon

Make sure to cancel my wake up call, as there will be no new day to wake up to
Best to rest in sweet nightmares
in the night

Traps set for rats who might
Trick me into giving
Trick me into taking
Trick me into caring
Trick me into thinking they care
Trick me into loving
Trick me into living

But worst of all

They could get my motherfucking cheese
Make me lose my way and keys
To the sweetest suite
 
Chucky is like cheeze

He really does please

And he loves to tease

All the wanna bees

The boy has a soul

It takes a high toll

On his thinking goal

When hes on a roll

And thats not so bad

if you are feeling sad

or maybe even a bit mad

Chuckys quite the loving lad..

(*8*)
 
i only have 1 poem
Roses are red
Violets are gold
get on your knees
and do what your told
:P
 
Tron 2 seems a bit bold
His rhyme just a bit old

Not trying to be cold
Just don't feel quite sold

Tron if you dig in the mold
I bet you could even hit gold

Now do as you are damn well told
kneel down and prepare to be poled.

:rotflmao::goodevil::hump::goodevil::rotflmao:

Hi Dude......welcome to JUBs bad poime and
durtie storiei forum.
 
Testing Texas Cowboy

TC's cock inside his lover - cattle near
and restless as if they knew their fate -
Jake's ass receiving a strong flow of milk,
but Jake was filled with a sudden burst of fear:
His lover's cock was ripped out of his ass
and squeezed by a man who drags him to a post
where stands a woman with a whip. Once tied
by his wrists she bullwhips his back ten strokes
and his ass ten times; then she asks if this is the most
that he can take. She thinks it's not. And whips
his back and ass another five. And while he screams,
the cowboys watch him whipped. Jake is horrified
as welts swell and bleed. She offers quips
to all who watch about a cock that's spurting reams
of cum. Thoough hurt, he bears the welts with pride.
 
lol thanks for that warm welcome lol
i know its all fun so no probs
 
Archy is gay

Zoo Zoo is too

The shit on you rankles

It came from his shoes.
-----------------------------

Like the swatter zoo zoo?
 
Wither Vain



The first draft of this took 3 days to get
So eloquent and clever yet somehow didn't fit
Now I write this at 2:00 a.m.
This summery
A quilt of patches, tiny fragments
Some from smiles and some from pain
Each and every one a little faded
I typed your name
Don't ask why

I touched it like fingertips on your lips
A flannel shirt, Reece's cups, empty cans of beer
Heart sinks like lead
Eyes inked with red
I wonder if you get this way too
I shuffle through the channels yet nothing takes
While you're far too far remote to taste
But that shirt you left here one night
It feels just right
I got it


If I live to be a hundred and five
I'll never feel that much alive
You took me places nobody else could have dreamt
So many nights we shared till dawn
But dreams dissipate like a misty lawn
My sofa, truck, the carpet and hall
All weep with your metallic perfume kissed scent
The reds fade to pink
Don't ask how

As the lamp goes dark and my eyes focus on things
Tylenol PM, Nyquil, absinthe, nicotine
Your Brut-flavored neck and collar
Thunder on wind as green as a dollar
I can smell the rain coming
The sweat, the victory and sorrow
The smell of tomorrow
I got it
 
My God tzu tzu

Even as a Californian and liberal as all fuck,

Chemicals I can understand, even the flannel shirt

I mean if Archy doesn't mind okay but my friend,

you worry me. The Brut on the neck and flea collar

lead me to believe that you are having a deeper relationship

with 'mans best friend' than is normal.

God man, you probably burned young chucks

short and curlys with that disclosure.:badgrin:;):rolleyes:
 
oh come on you guys, that was nearly my masturpiece wasn't it?
and no lefty, Archie and I have never had "relations" hehe


Roses are thin
Violets are thick
Drop those jeans
And lets see your dick
 
Tzu Tzu and the man
Got together with a plan

Sir Is it not all the way in
Nay, I have yet to begin

You feel my swollen tip
Now I plunge to the hip

And I will ride you like a bitch
If you're great we might switch

Up the ass and in so deep
your hot seed it did seep

In your ass with my big cock
I hope that later you can walk

Oh Oh Mon Zut Alors
I will be the best of whores

Go my boy I'm in the groove
My penis loves your every move

I'll make it firm and keep it tight
Oh Yes Sir...just do me all night

Oh no and now just what the fuck
Why do I have to share with Chuck

Lets leave him beating at the door
While we screw across the floor

Tomorrow is more than soon enough
Before I share more of my juicy stuff.

-----------------------------------
:eek:this msg was found on an iphone in Shihs 'KRIB":eek:
 
You got the Lie: A n0te for those who'd pretend to read this n0te

Hey you,
Just wait that minute
Though you'd rather go
I guessed that somehow
I'da rather known

It may be crazy
Since I ain't get nothing, somethings's mine:
You got the lies, leave me time
With your lovely-loving eyes
I see why you feign obliged
What are you doing?
Some kinda way, some kinda how?
It's a liiiiiiieeeeeeeee, you got the liiiiiiiiiieeee

There's the spares, but you can't make it work
Yours spares can't bear since it ain't so warm in there
With just enough dry, sticky heat
To make me regurgitate
Why don't you leave and take
the liiiiiiieeeee, you got the liiiiiieeeeeeee

Say
"It's not you, it's We"
Say
"[You] still feel for [me]"

Saw the way the clear sky swayed
Smelled the flower stank
Heard the buzz of play
Felt the dry, sticky warmth
Tasted the noon air
Knew how you was listening as I shared
It is liiiiieeeeees

Hey you, with the lovely-loving eyes
Your mouth still work?
Just hurry up and

Say...
"I just had to pee!"

Heh, sounds good to me...

The one thing that stays is that you'll always go
If you never came, there'd be no load
Pack yo dirty laundry, heave some other ho
Met the man who cried cross?
A big fat cross to bear?
Ain't no bed here like the one you made for you, why aren't you LYING there?
Some kind way, some kinda how

That's my fact of life: that my life's a lie
 
to my young bud C.

a sheet?

my world is in a sheet
and What hurts I cannot beat
i wrap them ...in a sheet


Laundryman will come one day
i hope he does not want to say
you must go home you cannot stay

you broke the rules and wouldn't play
now you have the price to pay
go on now son, its your bad day

my world is in a sheet
and What hurts I cannot beat
i wrap them ...in a sheet.

 
Sorry,

It is getting late and my finger stuttered.
 
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