Say somit deep!
lets get rid of the immature posts.... say somit deep
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Say somit deep!
lets get rid of the immature posts.... say somit deep
heres deep:
the chosen one
from the land of the frozen sun
where drunk nights get remembered
more then sober ones...
lol fuck knows
masters of mind
endless in time
my world they can keep
as long as I say it deep
nice
When the Remi's in the system, ain't no tellin
Will I fuck em will I diss em, that's what these hoes yellin
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all still chase on, I'll replace on, punks
Drunk of Dom, silk and gators
Spittin words makin birds till they flock see you later
Whether, drunk or high, skunk or thai
Nigga play against some playa shit, slugs gon fly
Ain't no lie, pimped out, the SSI
Nigga don't ask why, just respect it
She bought me the necklace, the bracelet
The Benz-o, she laced it
Crib-o, got it, interior decorated
Now my popularity grew, in each state
Now I got two in each state
Used to drink brew and eat steak
Now I pop bottles with models, larger steaks on large estates
hehe
you guys fucking suck. that shit isn't deep.
lol
come on then bitch boy
reveal
The swing created from the vertabrae, left outside to linger and dress through the sun, and inside-out face, where the space of bone meets marrow, the rampage surging like blood in a tube, the urine dotted t-shirt, all ripped like an untalented fighter, all fallen like an untalented cloud.
pfft.
man thats deep but wtf lol but hey no1 i MEAN NO ONE gets flamed in robert42 book of poetry :)Quote:
Originally Posted by WEED
Good afternoon.
madam. wish to
a pocket or bag; spoil
the line that you will be
straightened out. and popular in his umbrella when it was
the signalers. I
may say so a female
sheep bites you? A: rather
prolific and a lovely lady.
Drinking Alone Under The Moon
Among the flowers from a pot of wine
I drink alone beneath the bright moonshine.
I raise my cup to invite the moon, who blends
Her light with my shadow and we're three friends.
The moon does not know how to drink her share;
In vain my shadow follows me here and there.
Together with them for the time I stay
And make merry before spring's spend away.
I sing the moon to linger with my song;
My shadow disperses as I dance along.
Sober, we three remain cheerful and gay;
Drunken, we part and each goes his way.
Our friendship will outshine all earthly love;
Next time we'll meet beyond the stars above.
- Li Bai
Brooze
The color of a bruise is in yellow on dark.
Then working a lightish red and the straight
finger it's far. Montana pipe shining on
the spot and its stair. A medicine push to
closer bruises, khaki in gray, a painting.
That green leaf, in curve, in blonde, where's
its leak, is way gone. A soon clock,
that moves the cold back in voice. The
random numbers there are in a print where
this gets hysterical and rinses.
What's the blood?
Omnivore Paint
Saw art like supper over the hooks. On
them, hang arms, cut to halves. Will I shore to
wreckage? It did. Pirates say harps. Pink angel
blends (?) anything does. The fault, back-eyed black,
bringing. Sure not. Am I cornered in shotgun?
Purple vase of shape. Monster green scatters
dust to shaded scarves, the blue-light leaking.
Black and orange to contrast neither a
color. Beige pavement. Colors painting loud.
Accompany Co.
In bleeding hallways, of armor scratched,
Of the roaches hidden, with food crumbing the lids,
Of a broken water, mirrors and dandruff combs;
Of pills, disastrous to touch like kindled fires,
Mopped repeatedly, mopped repeatedly, where we have stool dislodge,
Bleeding, long webs carved by spider tracks;
Where through a sink holds syringes [used],
Traveling like beasts.
I have this shit owned.
Thunderous Knives
Thunderous, your voice rained the halls like
Jelled explosives and your octagon pain
I could feel as sharp as a stencil.
My ears followed your crackled moans
Like hounds baked by the sun in fields
Strong as an ivory sword.
Your eyes were snapped gray, and your skin
Was melted into a pale mold that distorted
The senses like insufflated powders.
An ant-pile of blood-caked clothes lie
over the kitchen knives.
What of prayer?
Sinners, difference, capitol of blood
we pray for our bandages and lips.
Doors of technology open for guests
breaking because the glass raps.
The doors are thinking. Watch behind the flame
there is ash to blanket skin
with charcoal, it kisses in grunge spots
and poets for the clouds, we pray.
Of havoc stains, what will magic spread?
Underneath the silhouette of kitchen knives,
beaten, breathless, brunette child wanders
through the park leaves, praying against a thorn-bush
and she sings a song for everyone, about planes, ducks
and the underground musicians.
frequency, how long have you been writing for?
Here's deep;
Vagina.
Thank you.
Have you never fucked a virgin, Stoker?
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
SHIT PISS FUCK CUNT COCKSUCKER,
MOTHERFUCKER TITS FART TURD TWAT POO!
is that a poem on terrets?
...girls and fucked 'em at school
all i know is that
there were rumors he was into field hockey players
there were rumors
so he applied basically
he was gone the next day
and went off with the team
it's like - he was gon- they just like
it was so hush hush they were so...
quiet about it
and then the next thing you know...
dutch weed for me,
dutch weed for you,
i'll have a bong,
you have one to.
The way you look
And how you stare
Hands on my face
And in my hair
The way you talk
Into my ear
And how you've dried
My every tear
The way you act
When it's just us
Nothing matters
Except for lust
The way we are
When we're alone
You feel so good
You make me moan
A mind without weed,
Is like a room without windows
No, a room without windows is like a mind without weed.Quote:
Originally Posted by NightProwler
Your way works, too. :D
I love you too,
though without it are me and you,
"I love you" she said.
and also:
My boobies are nice,
they are made of rice,
whenever they bounce,
I want to tweak them,
i will make a bird nest,
right in between my breasts,
I always flash the pope,
and I clean them with a rope,
Clinton smokes dope,
I never use soap,
each time they nip out,
i get a brief hope,
they protect me from fear,
and I drown them in beer,
while wearing a white shirt.
I had a cat named Snowball
She died! She died!
Mom said she was sleeping
She lied! She lied!
Why oh why is my cat dead?
Couldn't that Chrysler hit me instead?
edgar...thats the saddest thing ive ever read in my life...if you need a shoulder to cry on...theres always me...
Oh, did you want original material? No- no, I dont do original, you dig?
that poem was quoted from the simpsons. (or atleast it should have been quoted...)
OH, snowball, i remember now
I sat here, one day, watching the simpsons
The one where Bart sits next to Homer and pinches him.
Then Lisa came 'round
And then Marge found
the reason we still watch the simpsons
Roses are Red
Pennies are Copper
It takes two hands
to hold my Whopper!!......... :D
hahaha
heres a nursery ryme for the children:
There once was a man who had a snake,
the snake got out of its cage,
he slid into a hole,
pumped it full,
cream came pouring after.
i should write childrens books man...
y'all are so deep and in touch witth your emotions
in touch, emotions y'all our deep
With so your deep touch in emotions so y'all
Emotions y'all deep and in touch
With so y'all touch emotions deep
Deep emotions y'all touch
deep
Thought id share another:
A Naughty Little Poem
She whispered "will it hurt me?"
"Of course not" answered he
"It's a very simple process,
You can rely on me."
She said "I'm very frightened,
I've not had this before.
My friend has had it five times
And said it can be sore."
It was growing rather painful
Tears formed in her eyes
It was hurting quite a bit now
It must have been a size.
"Calm yourself" he whispered
"His face filled with a grin
"Try and open wider
So I can get it in."
"It's coming now" he whispered
"I know" she cried in bliss
Feeling it deep within her now
She said "I am glad I'm having this."
And with a final effort
She gave a frightened shout
He gripped it in anguish
And quickly pulled it out.
She lay back quite contended
Sighed and gave a smile
She said "I'm glad I came now
You made it worth my while."
Now if you read this carefully
The dentist you will find
Is not what you imagined
It's just your dirty mind!! ;)
^i like that.. nice...