they're here today then
they're gone tomorrow just no
warning, voices fade
by bs
time is such a joke.
one day or ten trillion years..
ZERO things matter.
by ajl
I am not sure what
to say at this time to bless
you all with sweka
by bs
When we were children
A year lasted forever
Now its an eyes blink
by William
When we were children
A year lasted forever
Now it
by William
some days are the shiz
waking up early for work
i wouldn't count those
by ash
Each new day we wake
and an adveture unfolds
challenges and fun
by William
another day ends
before you can catch your breath
another day starts
by ash
submission error
in this timeless cyberspace
sad mistakes endure
by ash
Scolded by the world
he retreat back into Hell
thats where the trolls live
by william
Scolded by the world
he retreat back into Hell
That
by William
Change is a dead weight
Keep it in one pocket and
You'll walk in circles.
by William
Change is a dead weight
Keep it in one pocket and
You
by William
a blessed angle
stopped to rest among the trees
renewing the way.
by mundane
a growth of flowers
lives with bee activity-
carefully i tread.
by mundane
thinking doesn't pay
how am i spending this life
and who gets the change
by ash
songbirds chirp greetings
i look for a bit of shade-
to sit and share crumbs.
by mundane
many silences
streams flowing water gurgles-
noontime breeze shakes leaves.
by mundane
across the valley
where my feet sink deeply in-
the meadows green grass.
by mundane
living in this town
i long to walk the tree line-
into the valley.
by mundane
leave me where i lie
my soul is ripped from my heart
i don't want to live
by ajl
oh busy sundays
ephemeral employment
but repetitive
by ash
stream in slow motion
looks like the fog rolling in-
blue sky reflections.
by mundane
Heavenly Sand-worms in the makin'
Only one degree from
Kevin Bacon.
by Senor Pappas
the song remains the
same but the wrinkles and scars
tell us a story
by ronin
over the weather
winter of my discontent
over the weather
by ash
Constantly changing
Outside looks new, but cores old
We men dont change much
by William
the habit of not
being able to shut up
worked well for glenn beck
for a time, but I
guess as we go blind, the show
must not go on...coda
by ronin
over the years we have
changed from someone to someone
else, but we are us
by ronin
Suffering for love
Curly red hair and freckles
Sweetest of Dutch girls
Forty one years old
Slim, articulate dancer
sang sweetly to me.
stroked my back and hair
We Tangoed with such beauty
I'm lost, i'm all yours!
by William
I like it Betty
A wonderful description
Its meaning is clear.
by William
You fit so nicely
between my arm and my chest
a key to my lock
by Betty LeBomb
I'm worried about
that some things don't change and that
could be the downfall
by Anonymous Poet
I was thinking what
it means to be a "troll", why
is it done so and
why do people see
others in roles that maybe
others don't want to play
by nyarlathotep
some things don't change for
a role is set by both by
the player and played
by nyarlathotep
that troll's gotta troll
the poor pitiful princess
always our bridesmaid
by ash
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
