Poems About Rhyming Seeking Honest Critique
#rhyming
Unholy ghost in this machine
Brother John Staggered out of his desert:
picking teeth with a scorpion stinger.
His eyes wide, evidently blinded
by the bone white sand, and a mescaline vision.
Said- “Forty thousand years or forty God's-eye days
left me with no money and my devil to pay.
Now I’ll settle for a shot of scotch
and a chance to get a glance at the Reaper’s watch.”
It's so lonely being god, like,
your only friends are avatars.
I pay a visit just to get the spike,
and collect a few new battle scars.
Tiny crucifixions,
quaint...
picking teeth with a scorpion stinger.
His eyes wide, evidently blinded
by the bone white sand, and a mescaline vision.
Said- “Forty thousand years or forty God's-eye days
left me with no money and my devil to pay.
Now I’ll settle for a shot of scotch
and a chance to get a glance at the Reaper’s watch.”
It's so lonely being god, like,
your only friends are avatars.
I pay a visit just to get the spike,
and collect a few new battle scars.
Tiny crucifixions,
quaint...
#loneliness
#dark
#death #rhyming
#death #rhyming
196 reads
0 Comments
The Owl and the Pussycat, and their vice money
The Owl and the Pussycat spurred on by ale
Started forging some bank note
They thought it was funny, copying money
Such as a noble five pound note.
The Owl aimed for the stars above
And sang in his sports car
O lovely Pussy, my artistic love
You star
You star
What a skillful Pussy you are!
The Owl and the Pussycat went to jail
For forging those bank note
They thought it was funny, copying money
The court secretary wrote.
The Owl aimed for the stars above
And weeped for his sports car
O lovely Pussy, my guilty love
My...
Started forging some bank note
They thought it was funny, copying money
Such as a noble five pound note.
The Owl aimed for the stars above
And sang in his sports car
O lovely Pussy, my artistic love
You star
You star
What a skillful Pussy you are!
The Owl and the Pussycat went to jail
For forging those bank note
They thought it was funny, copying money
The court secretary wrote.
The Owl aimed for the stars above
And weeped for his sports car
O lovely Pussy, my guilty love
My...
#money
#rhyming
#narrative
585 reads
2 Comments
One Night Stand
Shred through her defense, take control,
Tear at her flesh, tug at her soul,
Rip off her clothes, pull her in,
No need for remorse, committing sin,
Grip her hair, pull it to the side,
Teeth into her neck, nothing denied,
Explore her curves, feel her skin,
Touch her deep, feeling within,
Grasp her tight, fingers thrashing,
Scratch up her spine, nails lashing,
Kiss her lips, look into her eyes,
Tongue against hers, quivering thighs,
Spin her around, bend her down,
Lick her softly, moving to the ground,
Tongue twirling, her...
Tear at her flesh, tug at her soul,
Rip off her clothes, pull her in,
No need for remorse, committing sin,
Grip her hair, pull it to the side,
Teeth into her neck, nothing denied,
Explore her curves, feel her skin,
Touch her deep, feeling within,
Grasp her tight, fingers thrashing,
Scratch up her spine, nails lashing,
Kiss her lips, look into her eyes,
Tongue against hers, quivering thighs,
Spin her around, bend her down,
Lick her softly, moving to the ground,
Tongue twirling, her...
#sex
#rhyming
5049 reads
8 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Rhyming Seeking Honest Critique