Poems for all!!

This is not really a poem just something i made up

"Living on human blood leads to inflamed death, The dead, vacant eyes,
Buried in the silence of darkness the inflammation is the demon's meal"

Who
what
when
where
why...
UR GUNNA DIE!

Ur depressing Azrael.

OH WOOOOW THAT'S GOOD NEWS!

WAKE UP TIME FOR SCHOOL...TIME...FOR...SCHOOOOOL!!!!

OK so why am i going to die? *asks sweetly*

here is a song I made up (its a parody of "on the road agian")

in the gonades,
I just kicked you in the gonades
now you only have a 5% chance of having kids
becouse i just kicked you in the gonades

yes,in the groin agian
I just kicked you in the groin agian
now you hunching over in pain my friend
becouse i just kicked you in the groin agian

in the balls once more
I just kicked you in the balls once more
now you chances of getting lucky have become poor
becouse i just kicked you in the balls once more

nice and the answer to my riddle is a cherry

Said By Azrael

OK so why am i going to die? *asks sweetly*

Your not going to die.It was part of the poem.I just wanted to say that you were depressing.That's all.I wouldn't want you to die!
Ur poems are freaking bomb!

Thanks i think they are too

Just got mah new shoes
My green and yellow Zoo Yorks
Pown all of your shoes

heres one from one of the craziest and weirdest villians ever created in a comic book (his name is actualy in the poem so don,t worry about me telling you who it is)

Solomon Grundy,
Born on a Monday,
Christened on Tuesday,
Married on Wednesday,
Took ill on Thursday,
Grew worse on Friday,
Died on Saturday,
Buried on Sunday.

That was the end of
Solomon Grundy.

Hey,make me a star.
I will show off my bewbies
I just want mah fame.

*No,not really.*
*I just came home from a crazy party.*
*The krazY is still in me.*

wow

Ohhh yeah about that.I just went to a party then.
Things were teh crazy.I'm not really like that.
*barf* i'm keeping it.

Yea

Grass Grows
Birds Fly
Sun Shines
And Brothah I Hurt people

and if you were from where i was from
You'd be fuck'in dead.

Hmm.Very violent.
I like your choice of expressing your anger.
Very positive.

yes very positive...

here is a new poem

To live no more

I feel so bad
my best friend is dead
in my mind and soul
to live no more
she left without notice
just vanished, gone
to live no more
I'd do anything to get her back
take back every thing i've said
and all the things i've done
just to bring her back
so i can see her smiling face
Never to live no more

what do you think?

Ahhh, the cuts on the wrists are like the portals to my SOUL!!

???

I've seen things
I've seen them with my eyes.
I've seen things
I think they are very nice.
Like...
Russians poets cheese babies.
Pirates KUALA LUMPUER
Toilets weddings and Malaysia.

LOL I loved the part with the monkey chasing a rabbi.

What the hell!?
At first I was like •-•.
But then, I lol'd!
XD

confused

I want to go to a funny pharm!

i think you need to go

ok new one!!

Alone
From childhood's hour i have not been
As others were-I have not seen
As others saw-I could not bring
My passions from a common spring-
From teh same source I have not taken
My sorrow-I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone-
And all I loved-I loved alone
Then-in my childhood- in the dawn
of a most stormy life-was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still-
From the torrent or the fountain-
From the red cliff of the mountain-
From the sun that round me rolled
In ti's autumn tint of gold-
From the lighting in the sky
As it passed me flying by-
From the thunder, and the storm-
and the cloud that took form
(when the rest of heaven was blue)
of a demon in my view.

ok here is another one

Will you hear me if i cry,
Above the thunder of anger,
Over blasts of fear and hate,
when help comes not at all,
or when it comes to late?
when streets explode with fire,
And hearts grow dead with grief,
when all the sounds are sad,
and there's no more relief?
Will you hear me if i cry?
Wil you come before i die?

what do you think?

Under Her Dark Veil

Under her dark veil she wrung her hands.
"Why are you so pale today?"
"Because I made him drink of stinging grief
Until he got drunk on it.
How can I forget? He staggered out,
His mouth twisted in agony.
I ran down not touching the bannister

And caught up with him at the gate.
I cried: 'A joke!
That's all it was. If you leave, I'll die.'
He smiled calmly and grimly
And told me: 'Don't stand here in the wind.' "

Tuffets.
Please don't double post!
Me no likey.
*Gasps dramatically*
A PENNY!

POEM THREAD! i must start to dominate!

NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT
all through the months, weeks, and every day
we try to smile in every way
'case we've nothing to worry about
i've got nothing to worry about
If you're such a poet
then why don't you show it
think you're really happy?
well take a look at me
all through the months, weeks, and every day
we try to smile in every way
'case we've nothing to worry about
i've got nothing to worry about
Don't worry about me, we're all the same
growing together an inch a day
'cause we've nothing to worry about
i've got nothing to worry about
let's see some action
even a small fraction
What's an early victory
whithout knowing your history?
all through the months, weeks, and every day
we try to smile in every way
'case we've nothing to worry about
i've got nothing to worry about