the renowned victim of the usa (the most)
made hot potato (written in tanakh)
returned to bloodthirsty serbs (revenge)
by Milos Vujasinovic
what the fuck the serbs want
if they want my money
already gave some to them
by Anonymous Poet
it's the american dream
american punishment
or he was held up somewhere in tanakh
by bertween the lines and lies
it's not easy being Milos in Serbia
when two Serbs are bad
Milos dead
by Anonymous Poet
what the fuck the serbs wnat
what they were told on Milos
what the fuck the serbs
by Milos Vujasinovic
TV Politika stealing money from old Milos
So called quizz he's put on hold forever
Operator reads caller ID
by nab the bastards wherever they are
serbian bastards "know" who am i
cannot have a normal life here
it's the american punishment
by Milos Vujasinovic
a mod like a god
needs to be original
hiya kitty cat
by princess happy
Say No to Racism campaign
That slow poor fish had to
Cut off the entire match!
by Anonymous Poet
Zidane was right
If you don't play fair
You can't win none
by Anonymous Poet
Crazy about B.A., platonically though
She knows it too
Not in this lifetime
by Milos Vujasinovic
Tick-tock, ya don
by Goalie Chris of Phx, AZ
Hands at ten and two
Life equals a steering wheel
I drive with my knee
by Goalie Chris of Phx, AZ
Believe it or not
The word 'gullible' is not
In dictionary
by Anonymous Poet
Sun rose this morning
Five Fucking Fifteen AM
Much too bright to sleep
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
Simultaneous
Ticker tape braille for the blind
Hearing foreign films
by Lush
beneath a full moon
i contemplate the future
it's like, whatever
by ash
Soft dappled green light
Shafts of sunlight pierce the trees
My Midsummer dream
*
The woods smell so fresh
The first clean smell after rain
Enchanted I sit
by William Nippress
Beautiful woman
Softly her arms hold me close
She
by William Nippress
Needle like Shower
My naked sleepy skin screams
Exhausted I wash
*
Five hours of Salsa
I ache from my head to toe
But it was fun though
by William Nippress
All the worlds a stage
And all the people are actors
I bags I
by William Nippress
small lizards scatter
mambas lurk in the green bush
i need a shower
by ap of Bioko Island
nothing personal
but i'm not talking to you
or to someone else
by ash
There's one golden rule
"Don't start land wars in Asia"
There. Is that so hard?
by Brady of Toronto
Poets are liars
Haikuists tell only truth
Odd that both are true
by Brady of Toronto
We are so lonely
Lonely - we live as we breathe
As we breathe, alone
by Brady of Toronto
Fuck this, today's half
gone and all I've done is come
downstairs to make tea.
by Ghost No 9
You talkin' to me?
For this type of (bad) haiku
just counting's required.
by OJs Girl of England
no conversation
i'm not sure you have the skills
not that i can tell
by ash
Familiar has just
three syllables the way that
I say it, so there!
by OJs girl
Words work hard for me:
Echelons, gnomicism,
Troglodyte, Frisbee.
by Phlegmy
My girl is love sick.
Does that make me an illness
infecting a wound?
by office jockey of England
Haiku: thoughts and words
Thoughts that breathe, and words that burn
Not the crap I write
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
Paracetamol,
gets u well. Hugs and kisses
make you feel better!!
by office jockey of England
Through my elbow skin
You can feel a screw - I'm
metalled up inside.
by Phlegmy
I love the way you
walk, with purpose; love how you
smile, and blow kisses.
by Ojs Girl of England
Isn't it strange that
someone you've just met can feel
So damned familiar?
by Ghost No 9
I was hungover.
You made me feel much better
with your slow kisses.
by OJs Girl of England
It's twenty past one
and raining outside. Pass time
writing Bad Haiku.
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
You want to know me?
Truth is you can
by spitting is spitting
ah, young limerence
romantic priapism
then nihilism
by ash
My girl can Haiku!!
My goddess of poetry,
with lovely boobies!!
by Office Jockey of England
Most of my poems
are too long to put on here,
so I wrote this one.
by Ghost No 9
If only all cocks
were as lovely as yours babe,
more girls would suck cock.
by OJs girl of England
Moribund Cretins
Etymology: Christians
Bound for God's right flank
by Lush
the west can't resile
if they think you'll go fissile
it's hit or missile
by ash
stop wailing japan
it's scientific research
no need to blubber
by ash
My new girl is great!
day and night she makes me smile!
(And she sucks my cock)!
by office jockey of England
Independance Day
Happy Birthday U.S.A.
Born on July 4th
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
