A Salsa party
For the wealthy upper class
Some posh totty there!
Same night
Another party
We got applause for tango
Tango's my passion
by Tisme
Your creative mind
Monster or gift from the Gods?
A constant wrestle?
by Tisme for snail
Wrestling with life
Boredom, creative minds
A heady mixture
by Tisme
Usually its
More frustration than boredom
"They don't understand"
by Tisme
Accept their dull minds
lack of insight is normal
Seek some new outlets
by Tisme
Your music and song
It is your gift to others
You reach them. Touch them!
by Tisme
When you sing to them
They are able to listen
Understanding!
by Tisme
Sing a song for "Them"
Make then fall in love with you
The rest will follow
by Tisme of sensitive and giving
"Boredom isn't for
creative sorts," she tells me.
She thinks I'm lying.
by snail
Let's see if I can
Use equal numbers of words
in each of these lines.
by snail
Insomnia is
instantaneously cured
with valerian.
by snail
bury him in snow
performance art called "chill blaine"
that'd be so cool
by ash
I sure feel like hell
Maybe it's something I ate
or something I drank
by Loser in all directions
Market crashes down
Capitalism dead now?
I will miss the whores
by SandmanEsq of NYC
Here we are again
We can't do this forever
Jeez what is that Smell!?
by Jonafi
Awe? Perhaps, but how
do I convert it into
something more useful?
by snail
Art is like breathing.
Music flows inside and out,
bridging the two worlds.
by snail
Finding a boyfriend
Socialising through singing
Men may be in Awe!
by Tisme
fans buy the tickets
they are here for the music
your friends? there, backstage
by vince
Played on stage. Got fans
instead of friends. Great applause
for social failure.
by snail
Wishing for new friends,
I got lost between "Nice song,"
and "Thanks. What's your name?"
by snail
Open mic, still shy,
not a virgin to music,
just new locations.
by snail
dude, i'll shower you
with irony like urine
on a brand new pledge
by sf of Skull and Bones
Visit this site, please.
Bad haiku? Judge for yourself.
At least it
by Tom S. of Pasadena, CA
Visit this site, please.
Bad haiku? Judge for yourself.
At least it
by Tom S. of Pasadena, CA
houdini done it
and there we go, what did him
in, a sucker punch...
by Anonymous Poet
playful autumn wind
hushed amongst calm cherry trees
crimson confetti
by vince
david fucking blaine
why don't you hang by your neck ?
that's entertainment
by ash
soft warm current melts
but hard glacial ice remains
adrift and interned
by Technokoi of Venice Beach
i wonder if silence
would be golden here or
I should keep going
by bs
some thing are all new
a world of risks and the sort
resistance, old
by bs
sacrifice of blood
for alters and firesides
time devours all
by everyone kept rowing
born isn't it so
here I am; here I remain
imaginary
by here lies
true love harmony
is sweet and seemly to die
eternal female
by hinc illae lacrimae
fierce indignation
only the nocturnal love
can restore her faith
by the other side of private vengence
female horse, the mare
she journies into the night
her beauty evil
by nightmare
a truck on the road
rain, head lights and a small deer
and he just stands there
by yeah ok
the vernacular
of the elite is mown down
by death like us all
by bs
well, pass the sour
chianti, and I will sit
back myself, relax
by bs
a lonely candle
two moths dance above the flames
sound of crackling wings
by vince
i buy and sell you
people everyday while i
sip my chianti
by sf of the nobility
I see that you are
And you're still so arrogant
Amazing really
by SF not a gentalman
the public schooled with
their peasant vernacular
it's such a pity
by sf of the nobility
Lovely laughing eyes
Corners of you're mouth turned up
Softly kiss your lips
by Tisme for snail of Non erotic just for you
SF "Your Ego" !!!!
You still sitting in judgment?
Cast out your mote first
by God protect SF he is not capable himself of Pray for him good people
it's allright young man
now you can be free because
you've admitted it
by awwwwww..hug xoxox
retarded boy in
remedial english dreams
of haiku greatness
by sf
this is the hard work
assertation of the earth
one that digs trenches
by a hearty eater
it feels just like that
rock like a rock, earth like earth
water, warm and wet
by straight to the point
