post and write poems, make them funny, make them sad, make them amazing, make them bad
The box is tiny
The box is black
The box is shiny
I want you back
The box shakes
The box turns white
The box hates
I will be alone tonight
Im not happy
Im not sad
Im just disappointed
That i am your dad
winds rise
winds fall
i dont care about the wind
i dont care about anything at all
no replies
tears in my eyes
But barest rhyme,
no trace of skill;
I miss the time
this poem's to kill.
I have come from down low
Where only feels grow
It doesn't happen very often
But I've resurfaced, like a very nervous dolphin
>>24433996
She makes my life complete
No girl can complete
You dont see me in your life
I know youre about someone else
But your still on my mind
Fucking up my mental health.
you talk to me
you smale at me
you tell me everything is okay
you adore me
you ignore me
why does it have to be this way
Blazing down the sidewalk
I escape all my feelies
Because in the end I know
Bitches love heelies
one hot dog?
aint enough!
two hot dogs?
aint enough!
three hot dogs?
she likes it rough!
How do I write poems
>>24434595
write what you feel
I sit
I think
I'm on
the brink
of dead
my head
is full
of dread
and then
one day
I will
be dead
You told me to be open
So I opened up to you
You told me to not be sad around you
So I held back my sadness
You told me to be open
So I opened myself up again
You told me I was too sad
Now you've gone, saying that we'll meet again
Someday
When is that someday?
Because I can't last much longer
> Seven attempts, my time is now
> I won't slit my wrists like a feminist cow
> I'm a loser with no reason to live
> I've stabbed my chest with a plastic shiv
> Four times a knots been made around my neck
> Each time my life's hung on by a speck
> My father found me swinging blue
> He'd let me stay there if he only knew
> The pills will make the pain go away
> Some booze to down it, dead I will stay
> I hoped, but I awoke in a pool of blood and sick
> The devil doesn't want me that fucking prick
> These shotgun barrels resting on my tongue
> Death I tell you, I've finally won
> I draw a deep breath and say goodbye
> This is all I've ever wanted
there once was a fellow who was so mellow that he would never come out of his room
day after day it's where he would stay until he hung himself from a rafter
>>24434595
>>24434930
>>24434930
A lonely bot's
acute heartache
alone does not
a poem make.
there once was a girl from nantucket
who awoke one morn and said fuck it
she gathered up her things
threw out her ring
and signed the letter; goodbye
Yo
His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
Theres vomit on his sweater already, moms spaghetti
>>24435177
he's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm spaghetti
>>24435196
To drop bombs, but he keep spaghettin
>>24435177
>>24435196
http://momspaghetti.ytmnd.com/
never fails to amuse me
>>24435027
Laughed heartily
>>24434989
D-did he dead?
A peculiar old man lived down the street,
Peculiar for nobody knew when he was young.
i should have died when i was young
i should not have seen this
the eyes, the eyes,
that send me to skies
great lengths above
any mortal love
Those eyes of fire
so melting my brain
why must they be far,
like china from spain?
You all might so see this,
and think what you may,
but this woman I speak of,
Is no more than GAY AHAHAH GOT YA NIGGA!
i looked outside and saw
soggy snowflakes splattering against the window
for the first time this season
and i won't go outside
for one hundred and fifty two days
On this night
At this time
I feel the end is near--
I see no need
to understand
Why I should feel fear
The place is here
The time is now
This cannot be a crime--
My desire grows
My courage shows
I know this choice is mine
I have my ticket
I see the skeltal
It's time to leave this ride--
You are Anon
You are my friend
I'll wait on the other side
From this thread my heart is numb
From the lube, I cant feel my bum
>>24434953
>>24434989
>>24435271
>>24435325
i like these posts the most
How was your day anons?
I just want to let you all know I'm here if you want someone to talk to.
- anon
Woke up from a dream on one day,
Never felt an emotion more astray,
Now considered not living a day.
My newfound home away
from the forced
soul-crushing day.
A walk to the other
side of the road,
where I'm brother
to the fucked company
of self-outcasts.
We who take the knee,
drop the ball
and give up
for a time long as all.
I may know what I want
but when it's so far,
to others so flaunt,
and maybe so close to me,
It's nothing I accomplish.
Woe is the tree
that now is short
but could so be
tall one day
if it just kept living.
/Fuck me I don't wanna finish it/
>>24435536
Two are just prose;
of rest, the sign
of talent shows
nine eighty-nine.
they always told me only the dead could feel peace
well, i've been dead for awhile
and i feel no peace
I see a light outside my window, that I will never reach.
It's all because of one thing, that is: the glass in it.
'Tis not the first time, that glass has fucked me over.
I ran into a window once, and bumped and started crying.
Good days they were, especially that I could keep the rhyme going.
These are beautiful
A story of sadness beautiful to some,
A tale for children not to stray,
But death will come,
For death will come if yourself you betray.
I wish you were more like a computer;
because I smile at every "Herro!";
and could understand any error;
but then maybe things would get boring;
and in the end just return 0;
This one time I stuck two fingers up my lou
It hurt
Tears in my eyes burn,
Tears in my eyes burn,
While I'm waiting,
While I'm waiting for my turn.
Memes all around me,
There is no way out anymore,
All is not lost but will be,
These memes will make humanity be nevermore
locked away in my safe space
got cheeto stains on my fingers
orange power falls like snow from my face
the memory of her love lingers
what have i become
i hunger for more tendies
my mother rolls in her grave
i have a doll i use for pretendies
if only i could be more brave
a gf would remedy my sorrows
i saw a girl get on the bus this morning
she saw my curtains move
i wish i could fit into the dress she was adorning
this is the life my dad didnt approve
but hes gone now
i wish i could turn back time
tell myself not to watch the animated ogre
ive been living in a swamp of my own grime
i want this awful nightmare to be over
when will i wake up
>>24434010
0
>>24434028
3/10
>>24434123
6
>>24434142
4...often/dolphin is bad
>>24434207
4
>>24434241
2
>>24434265
3
>>24434348
1
>>24434953
7
>>24434982
5
>>24434989
6
>>24435027
8
>>24435137
6
>>24435161
4
>>24435436
8
>>24435481
6
>>24435697
6
>>24435728
6
>>24435753
6
>>24435761
5
>>24435880
6
>>24436246
5
>>24436383
7
>>24436246
5
>>24436383
5
>>24436744
5
>>24437159
6
bloxbloxbloxbloxblox this is an original comment
marijuana makes the thoughts go away
i grow it myself, i know no body will deal
four plants grow seeking day
they will not find it, sun hid behind a veil
so no one can see into my lair
Day of wrath and doom impending.
David's word with Sibyl's blending,
Heaven and earth in ashes ending.
Oh, what fear man's bosom rendeth,
When from heaven the Judge descendeth,
On whose sentence all dependeth.
Wondrous sound the trumpet flingeth;
Through earth's sepulchres it ringeth;
All before the throne it bringeth.
Death is struck, and nature quaking,
All creation is awaking,
To its Judge an answer making.
Lo, the book, exactly worded,
Wherein all hath been recorded,
Thence shall judgement be awarded.
When the Judge his seat attaineth,
And each hidden deed arraigneth,
Nothing unavenged remaineth.
What shall I, frail man, be pleading?
Who for me be interceding,
When the just are mercy needing?
King of Majesty tremendous,
Who dost free salvation send us,
Fount of pity, then befriend us!
Think, kind Jesu! ? my salvation
Caused Thy wondrous Incarnation;
Leave me not to reprobation.
Faint and weary, Thou hast sought me,
On the Cross of suffering bought me.
Shall such grace be vainly brought me?
Righteous Judge, for sin's pollution
Grant Thy gift of absolution,
Ere the day of retribution.
Guilty, now I pour my moaning,
All my shame with anguish owning;
Spare, O God, Thy suppliant groaning!
Through the sinful woman shriven,
Through the dying thief forgiven,
Thou to me a hope hast given.
Worthless are my prayers and sighing,
Yet, good Lord, in grace complying,
Rescue me from fires undying.
With Thy sheep a place provide me,
From the goats afar divide me,
To Thy right hand do Thou guide me.
When the wicked are confounded,
Doomed to flames of woe unbounded,
Call me with Thy saints surrounded.
Low I kneel, with heart's submission,
See, like ashes, my contrition,
Help me in my last condition.
Ah! that day of tears and mourning,
From the dust of earth returning
Man for judgement must prepare him,
Spare, O God, in mercy spare him.
Lord, all-pitying, Jesus blest,
Grant them Thine eternal rest. Amen.
>>24437391
Dies Irae?
i feel myself slipping back into the pits of depression
did i ever climb out of this pit
or am i just falling deeper
No feels at all,
no battles fought,
is dreary toll
of stupid lot.
My sluggish mind
wanting of naught
won't even find
itself distraught.
It is the lust
for future good
forming 'I must'
from the 'I should'.
Welcoming ways
will always abhor
a man who stays
and sees no door.
>>24433996
nothing can hold back
not even crocodile tears
my expanding dong
~Anon
for lack of another's
laughter, touch,
words,
I'll stop the gap with
garbage
