MOVIES

Our lives are like little movies,
How we see things are black and white,
Yet there are the little things that add that splash of color,
We aren't liked by some but loved passionately by others,
Our movie stops only when we decide we can't continue and there isn't someone to carry on for us.

Okay, that was bad but it's the best I could come up with. Next topic: The Zoo.

Board Games

Games that come in all shapes and sizes,
fill our lives with good times and laughter,
Each game more fun than the last,
I like to win so I can beat your smelly a$$.

Next topic: Movies

In the Bedroom

With the door locked and no one else in the house,
My guy and I play and giggle behind closed walls.
Kisses and looks are exchanged,
While we try to pin the other one on the bed.
We stop for a while after getting tired from our playing,
Laying propped up on the bed we start to kiss.
I hear a car door slam and a house door open,
Stomp, Stomp, Stomp up the stairs and the lock getting picked,
In walks my mother with a firey face.

Next topic: Board Games

Mother cussbuckets! I can't believe I forgot to post the new topic again.

My Fears.

Lullaby of darkness, silently drifting into the depth,
Thoughts of the charmed life, swimming in my head.
With razor claws they rip, ravaging the subconscious mind,
Showing me what no other sees, the horrors in myself, only I can find.
Leaning in close, with fire burning in his eyes,
The demon whispered quietly the words I yearned to hear.
He'll give me what I long for, with only one small fee.
"I'll make your nightmares go away," he said, "but your life belongs to me."
I nodded my consent and signed my name with tears.
He began my recreation and stole away my fears.
Clumsily I stumbled through the days, unsure of where to setp.
The shattered pieces of my soul burning in the demon's tight grip.
As I became my dream, my physical reality slipped away,
But the demon pushed on relentlessly, unmerciful in every way.
The demon's fire burned deep inside, pushing me to thrive.
Hate and despair spread within me from the demon's planted lie.

thanks, iceland! Your vacation poem was awesome.

licking my best friend's ear? wow lol. i just know this is going to get wierd...



Nathan's golden retriver was winning
She had us pinned down
Punishing us with dripping, meat-scented kisses
Her stong, delicate paws beat the odds by far

My curious mind trailed to somwhere forbidden
I've participated in school plays
Where I pretended to be someone else
But never could I have predicted what I had in store for myself

His dog was so powerful, outgoing, and cute.
Could I play that role?
Yes, I'd like to try!
How could I play my character realistically and believeably?
Well, I'd find a way!

Later in the evening
We sat on the couch
listening to music and talking
the time has come for roleplay and fun

I bent over to his unsuspecting face
Unsure of what to touch
I panicked and licked Nathan's left ear
And felt a strange, frenzied rush

The waxy cavity was unwelcoming
yet entertaining and sensual
Revolting in many ways better left unmentioned
yet exciting and new

To my surprise, nathan became mute and staring
He showed no response and his face was solemn
I waited with high hopes of reprimand
But to my surprise, Nathan puckered back!



This was by far the strangest and most odd poem that I have ever written. Ah well, I suppose there's a first time for everything, including innocent ear licking.

Dancing Naked In a Classroom and Loving It

I slowly looked around the room,
and saw that all were fast asleep.
Many lay upon their desks,
few scarcely made a peep.

The page of the thick textbook,
was opened to page 9,
And slowly the Introduction Chapter,
Was read line by agonizing line.

I turn restless in my squeaking seat,
and sigh with much chagrine.
Then I notice the catch to my pants,
And smile a wicked grin.

I quickly jump up to my feet,
And drop my trousers to the floor.
I hastily slip off my shoes,
and next I drop my drawers.

I laugh with my newfound freedom,
and run up to the front.
I kick my heels into the air,
and scream "Read this, you ****!"

Next: Licking your best friend's ear.

Friends

Friends are good for playing with.
Friends can make you happy sometimes.
Friends are nice to invite to parties.
Especially tea parties because they are the best kind.
Or when you have a birthday party, and you laugh and blow ou the candles,
And your friend gives you a big pink teddy bear for a present!
But the best thing about friends;
Is that they will support you and take the blame.
Like when you got across the border.
Smuggling bags of cocaine.
The cops found you but you said your friend did it.
The authorities believed you because you planted evidence in your friend's belongings the night before.
And they took them away to Mexican prison kicking and screaming for a long time.
Becuase no one suspects a six year old girl who is willing to turn in even her best friends.


faerienite, I like parts of your poem, the last stanza was cool.

Next topic: Dancing naked in a classroom and lovin' it.

oh, right. just remembered....
next topic: friends

Elephant love? hmmm lol I'll try.


Dust swirls at my feet and reminds me of her
She was my protector in the savage plains
When will I dream of us in the bright African sun?
I've got to see that elephant again

Ancient memories have been resurrected
And still linger darkly
She was my savior of sunken days
And now all are bleak and drowned

A replacement would be impossible
And I wouldn't stand for it
A unique intelligent elephant
Who was abondoned by the herd and left just for lucky me

My head re-runs my thoughts of her
And her floppy ears
And her warm comfortable back
And her caring black eyes reflecting me, only me

The sky

Red and swirling, full of dust
Other half to boiling crust
Bursting from a sickened plane
Of metal land and acid rain

Calm and waving, blue and clear
Transparent gem of atmosphere
Beneath creatures drift idly by
Unharmed land and unharmed sky


Next topic: Memories of an elephant you loved

Destroyed Cultures
We had our music
we had our dance, our song, our verse
and we rejoiced
but then something happened
the white man came
and he brought with him other things
clothing and machines never before seen
and we were laughed at
and scorned
and spit at
and hated
but we stood strong inside, because we still had our song.
but not for long.
the white man left
then came back.
He took our children.
he taught them his ways, his song, his life.
and then when we die,
our song is gone too.

oh my gosh that sucked but whatever...just tryin to keep the thread alive lol
next topic: the sky

Vacations

Crawl down a path at the top of a mountain
See the sides, wet and green, as you descend
To a black-sand beach where the sand is glittering
Hidden earth saved from recreating
Stop and realize you've reached the end,
And the sun is shining and the fish are shimmering.
Heat like like the waves of blue
smell of earth and flowers, permeating
Above a garage made of red wood, hair in locks from sea water,
You watch and the darkness is warm,
the air is thick and vibrant, stars are glimmering,
Sounds of a forest and strange plants creeping
Thoughts of Teardrop infiltrating.


Next Topic: destroyed cultures

The Ocean.

I can hear the murmur of the ocean outside my open sliding glass door.
The salty smell and the foamy bubbles of each passing wave is what I remember of this passing day.
I can still feel the warm beach under my feet.
I drift into a sullen sleep by listening to the soft spoken words of the ocean.

Next Topic: Vacations

Fist Fight

He got mad
and his heart was beating so fast that he didnt know if he was alive or in a dream.
He hit him.
And they were both sad, and both guilty,
but they just wouldnt stop.
they just couldnt stop.
and their eyes were filled with tears they just couldnt show.
and nobody knew.
they were different then their outside selves.
and on the inside, they would rather punch themselves, than eachother.

next topic: the ocean

Reconciliation

I know we can reconcile
as I see you smile
All we be forgiven
and never spoke of again
These events will become the past
and our friendship will last
we'll hopefully make up from this mistake
and delete this day for both our sakes.

next topic: fist fight

I turned on the TV
As the power surged
Coke and pepsi were
going to be merged

They said to us
"The giant has awoke"
And this new giants name is
going to be 'poke'.

Next topic: Reconciliation

Topic: Worst poem

I say I do
And look into her eyes
She says I do
And returns the favor
We kiss
The party starts
and I start to wonder
Is this the right thing
Is this right for me?
Will I regret this?
Oh well at least this is a real poem


LMAO...
Next topic: Corporate Mergers

The Rain fell.
In Torrents.
And I was in a bad mood.
So I went outside.
And Cried.
A lot.

Next Topic: Write as bad of a poem as you can.

I am bad at poems
I know it
But can't you see
at least they rhyme a bit

I'm constantly trying
even though they're sad
and at least I never
Said yours was bad

LOL...That was the last one. Promise
NEXT TOPIC: Rain