jesus on a cross
redemption through suffering
heaven on a stick
by ash
To lay down your life
A deeper love has no man
For all of mankind
by Did I really write that?
Boy have you got lost
Want common sense from this site?
You need to get help
by William Nippress
oh ash please stop writing
you do not know how
it hurts my good coomon sense
by Anonymous Poet
ah condescension
superiority's gift
to inferiors
by ash
Always remember
To mock those less fortunate
Than you are yourself
by Anonymous Poet
I am only one,
I cannot do everything,
But can do something.
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
Our shared perversions
Provoke animadversions
From priggish virgins
by Lush
Berlin, wall down, free.
My heart is Jericho besieged
He loves my walls down
by fabulosa liberata
Hedonistic thoughts
Can I change my name to Lord?
by Anonymous Poet
Some days you're lucy,
sometimes Charlie Brown--today,
I am the football.
by Tristan of Vermont
i sit bored in chair
the backrest cuts in my back
ouch it hurts a lot
by the shoe tier of latin class
Hamburgers ketchup
mustard lettuce diversity
wade the velvet sea
by the masked bandit of latin class
the running noses
splattering boogers on me
i wipe my face, clean
by The Fattest Dwarf of latin class
Great zabadooey
A leg end in his own mind
Mine too come to that
(that
by Not a spelling mistake
Oh how true my friend
I always bow before him
As I press delete
by Janis of Toronto
great zabadooey
more famous than one can say
he's better than god
by ash
Motha-Fuckin' bitch-ass
bullshit nigga stank shit
fuck, ass and twat.
by Anonymous Poet
adsl rocks
i can waste time more quickly
that's efficiency
by ash
half-eaten pizza
lies forgotten like Eve 6:
my awkward roommate.
by Tristan of Vermont
Sale at liquor store
In cheap vino vomitus
A disgorged Pollock
by Lush
happy elf sees fish--
but does fish see happy elf?
such a quandary.
by Tristan of Vermont
bare ass in the air,
smokes cigars with her pussy.
Amsterdam sex show.
by deliberate tourist
Almost bent double
My backs gone into spasm
The pain is intense
by Shouldn
i miss you a lot
uncreative crying mess
hopeful love for you
yes, i love you. now
and always. please forgive me
...can't live without you.
by her of her dreams
When I am lonely
and in need of company,
I have a sandwich.
by Tristan of Vermont
Too deranged and need to shrink
my beast belly is growing
almost touching my knee
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
Fruits of orange, pink,
avacado are growing
on my sushi tree
by Betty LeBomb
Night by night and a proven say
Serbs emerging
Scourge of the Latter Day
***
there is an irony in this haiku.
it is not a call for someone to poison my food or to kill me.
i wanna write poetry as i do and still be free
to enter any premises, coffee shop or restaurant
without fear that someone working there will be willing
to obliterate me for not writing patriotic stuff.
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
Night by night and a proven say
Serbs emerging
Scourge of the Latter Day
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
