all hail to janis
cleaner of troll detritus
go you wonder grrrrl
by ash
You sang in my ear
The falling leaves drift by my
window sill, My gift
by William
at that great wedding
let it be widely revealed
you were the bridesmaid
how gay was that role ?
you tried hard as the princess
but a bad leia
hard as you tried to
filling your gold bikini
was an epic fail
by ash
your strange disorder
may be certifiable
but you're mostly troll
by ash
i've seen much pussy
eaten it and drilled it too
but you're the biggest
by ash
when you stop and think
all that gay repetition
says more about you
by ash
10 years and you
still won't shut up, but that's me
as well and at large
How gay was that?? w00t! ROFLMAO LOL ROFLMAO LOL w00t!
by shank you
a troll may be droll
but you are out of control
jump back in your hole
by ash
10 years and you
still won't shut up, but that's me
as well and at large
by bs
i saw a man with
a hole in his face from the
tobacco he used...
by nyarlathotep
Rolling cigarette
U can't stop the addiction
The flame tempts you so
by Ac of Jersey
what if a real artist
was here, would you admit
he was she was here?
by nyarlathotep
i have nothing more to say
because I have said it all
and I'll say it again and again and again...
by nyarlathotep
god am without damn
i am blaspehmous yet faithful
living for the saints
crushed by a oorld of voices
building politically correct and undead ways of thought
merry meet and merry part
and don't even show up again lest you bring 36 cans of stella artois for the superbowl so we can watch
ads more interesting
than the game itself
by the crawling chaos
guess who's back, guess who
who cares, tell no one, no friends
not even a reprimand
by the crawling chaos
have we lost our
humanity to the market and the sense
of what we should know
about each other and who we fuck and what we draw close to our egotisical ways
have we forgotten our freedom so easily
by the crawling chaos
would jack kerouac
still be alive to see the internet
and respond with jazz
and insulted for living with
his mother and his
roaming catholic ways
by the crawling chaos
what have you to give
to the great buddha of self
but bullshit and nonsense
or will you outgrow
this nonsense and cut all ties
with this crawling art
by the crawling chaos
the words we say shall
we outgrow this time of dead
gen x nonsense or
grow irrelevant with
the insults in our cloistered
clerk shells waitingf dust
by the crawling chaos
oaks quiver, soaring
blossoming, slyly, haystacks
moaning, screaming clouds
by shpingle
competitiveness
irresponsibility
civilization
by found by search engine of the internet
distracted by spam
i lost my rhythmic mojo
spam thou art evil
by ash
spam spam spam spam spam
spam spam spam spam spam spam spam
topped with more luverly spam
by ash
Coupling couples
Copulating copiously
come competitive.
by William
damn viagra ads
you should harden the fuck up
your meat is our spam
by ash
Dougal my doggie
Just sitting on the carpet
Nothing bothers him
by John Guise of Kawerau, New Zealand
Back to my little home
from where i did roam
i went
sitting under a tree
i had been
watching the sunset
a quite night
distinct lack of sound
broken by a falling leaf
then another
landing on my arm
caused me to look up
peering back at me
with bright black eyes
a one legged bird
with a voice
of some dimension
it spoke to me
a warning i was given
"beware of
Lefty the cat"
two houses from mine
sitting on top of a car
sat the cat
with one leg straight up
and missing one ear
with a sneer it told me
on this night
i will sneak in,
and steal your breath.
by Anonymous Poet
Trying hard not to
But failing misarably
Falling asleep here
by William
this fly pesters me
now i require revenge
grandma has a cock
by ap of jubail
chair squeaks under strain
silver tears threaten to fall
on blurred handwriting
by vince
Summer, Winter, Spring.
I fucked Sophie Marceau
in my dreams. I did.
by Anonymous Poet
47880 poems of shit
Yours stinks just as bad, dude(ette)
My balls itch badly.
by Matter of fact
Effing Summer. Hot.
Ask no fucking questions.
Trash. Rubbish. Garbage. There.
by Blow me of In yer face
Well one has to ask
Why bother comming back though
if you write rubbish?
by Jack in the box
faintly frostbitten
image bleeds, riderless pure
dockyard escapes, hoarse
by i am back
faintly frostbitten
image bleeds, riderless pure
dockyard escapes, hoarse
by i am back
rude unclouded fierce
honey reflects, roaming gnomes
glitter, parroting
by i am back
hissing eel groaning
pirate defecates drily
mumbling, willowing
by GeTmhafCnuts of eZZMQTPHmck
destitute bleak late
pikes preying riverbeds lick
childishly, casks lame
by i am back
ripples hover, fleas
darkening incredulous
ghostly hardfisted
by i am back
sheepishly, quail fumes
aching inspiring shepherds
look darkly, tall ponds
by ObeucQLqNTpJWftaEN of OtWLKjcFWdm
ripples babble, breasts
flailing, grayly, refugee
hobbling rogues jab
by mIUEgJbPV of CyyNyYhiXfxnd
drily, tree leaning
bafflingly, orchid flailing
delirious brown
by Australia of South Africa
by Forex Trading Training
apprentices jitter
daintily, nightmarish elves
accelerate, shrill
by AVDpkpjbDNa of BuGvDsjpsah
decrepit docile
celestial hatchets mope, slick
cavemen supplicate
by tmfdaZRejOQ of VsyAxNrDHPsev
Annoying junk mail
Which no one will read on here
So we mark as spam
by William
softly hard falcons
rambling goat fantasizes
polished Bela fades
by tgqWSSYzXrf of aAxmNhVjwBLiudV
piano despairs
glistening distressed copper
fading orchard grazes
by tLGCRexX of kLJBFkqzEzTb
champagne plus cocaine
formula for a migraine
at end of the lane
by Anonymous Poet