| roses are red..
Posted: 11/6/2009 4:23:53 PM | | ...thank you for sharing that with us sarah. | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/6/2009 4:54:00 PM | poems are great
except when by fate
you've no inspiration
for it only lies with him
and he's too far away
for me to see every day
even once a week is impossible
so I weep and write shitty poems | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/6/2009 4:57:08 PM | shouldn't matter if a poem is shitty
or if anyone else finds it witty
the poetic muse comes from all menses
even if some dulls one's senses
a rose is only a rose by name
and none ever look the same | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/6/2009 7:22:34 PM | your roses are midnight
the shushing sound of your other life
as you slip your dress on in the dark
and we think about the violets we've been crushing
even as they murmur
again, tomorrow | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/6/2009 7:43:25 PM | Roses are red and the violets have died
my lover has left me with tears in my eyes.
so lost an alone
I'll sing my sad song ,
till my other honey makes his way home. | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/6/2009 8:45:17 PM | Roses are red
violets are blue
i look down on you
as you suck out my gue | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/6/2009 10:33:39 PM | roses are red
rather be dead
then to have to succumb
to this feeling of numb
it's over
we're done
sure as hell hope
you had some fun
cuz you didn't get me off
you think I wanna come back for more
sweetheart if you're gonna do it
go ahead, release this whore
I will tromp on home
too scared to assist
me with my mission
you nearly made me jerk and twist
but then I relaxed
got scared to release
I looked at you straight in your eyes
but you refused to see me
instead, you thought
you'd done something big
but you hadn't
hate to break it to ya
I really don't mean to whig
out on an ***hole
only interested in
getting his rocks off
and leaving me to wallow in the sin
alas, I will dream
of the brown eyes
biting into my neck
the swirling mass of ecstasy
leaving me a wreck
causing me to
think of things I shouldn't
causing me to
drive places I normally wouldn't
I'm coming baby
but not in your arms
I'm coming baby
now what little bit of harm
would it do
for you
to love me
like you want to
admission
is half
of recovery
admit your passions
and swoon over me................................ | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/6/2009 11:22:25 PM | her farts smell like roses
i take it in doses
i put two in the pink
and one in the stink. | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/7/2009 9:59:02 AM | ...
swoon...eye wander to waned call
above ... flail light and winded call
fall up while she fly swooned loll
above my light...my shadow troll
her wait full filling swooned might
we wind she waned i wand inside her...
swooning no woe i fall up to meet her
impassioned weighted wait
by impassions longed wait.
delight of wand of winded might
strike often
soften ever...full filling eros sight. | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/7/2009 2:58:25 PM | Roses are red
The cactus is green
My love for you
mirrors infinity
I search my soul
I wail my cry
My spirit doubles
Love sickness rumbles.
I send my text
To haunt your thoughts
This ghostly endeavor
is fraught with naught. | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/8/2009 11:03:03 AM | ...
apparitions of her soul
lit the grounds
where stopped
i stepped beside her...
to be warm in radiant memories...
essences of our mating purpose
bring me love and lamp for journies ...
infinite remnant passions mark
her steps beside me...knitting destinies
to get her we part to morrow as one. | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/8/2009 11:57:13 AM | ...
i hear her call in the places of rest...
else blunder to catch her wisp aloft.
the fright of loss shattered
a mansion of magical mess
unstill...i scurried with falling
and praise. praise. ...joy.
when she smiled i flew from danger. | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/8/2009 12:16:51 PM | ...
sharpened by the seer
of my soul and my mind desire.
entertained i her.
danced did i before her ...
danced with abandon.
commanding purpose
to remain ... entwined.
released our will returns.
two fill and empty beings reaching.
quasars distant bellow...preaching.
when will you be mine..? encouraged...
now fainted i .... beseeching. | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/8/2009 1:15:07 PM | ...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4F7672DzkHY
respects and appreciations for all contributors .. contributions. | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/10/2009 8:50:22 PM | voliets are purple roses are red ,
my love is calling his name was fred,
I took one look at his red head ,
and thought to myself he's better off dead.  | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/11/2009 6:55:51 AM | Roses are red
or so it’s been said.
But I’m blind and I see
it to be differently
Roses are soft feel
I see them to heal
overworked fingertips
and my lonely lips
Roses are smell good
and I know they could
scent me to heaven land
just held in my hand
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Saw this thread and just decided to make a "roses are red" poem.
No, I am not blind. | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/11/2009 11:51:34 AM | many a petal can be rosy
violets love dew
my neighbor is nosy
how about you?
roses are red
my windows dingy(din -jee)
i'd write more bad lines
but too stingy | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/11/2009 9:21:38 PM | Roses are red,
Tires are black,
What was that thump?
And where is your cat? | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/12/2009 8:16:45 AM | ^^^
Roses are red
Kettles are black
Why waste good meat
Yummy yummy cat
messages this short?? say what? this wasn't a short message! | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/19/2009 5:53:32 AM | Roses are red
The leaves are all dead
It's dreary and raining -
Think I'll go back to bed! | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/20/2009 8:15:33 PM | roses are frozen
when thrown on the ice
friends are chosen
from those who are nice
violets bleed
when nourished with blood
and produce a seed
as dark as the mud
daisies are cheery
like a smiling pie
taverns are beery
and I hear there's one nigh | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/20/2009 8:27:11 PM | roses are chilled
because of the air
no longer the thrill
no longer the flare
thorns are what's left
on the bare woody stem
winter's the theft
yet i will not condemn | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/20/2009 11:38:57 PM | Roses are red with passion
Except when thrown on ice
Now who'd do such a thing-
Such a cruel and nasty vice?
Roses laying on frigid ice
Must be cold and austere
Causing slow withering
Then death to appear
What a sad, tragic turn
For that once tender rose
Merely reaching out for love
Yet was icily deposed
Sorrow flows for that flower indeed
But the icicle has more of pity's need
For it shies away from any warmth like the sun
Fearful basking in it will cause him to be done
Persevering on to expand glacially
Icy depths equal to what can readily be seen
When if melted by love it'd be mere water and tears
Beautifully nourishing roses for years and years... | |
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| roses are red..
Posted: 11/21/2009 3:26:25 PM | liars! all the lot
roses are not
Red.
neither I will add
are violets blue
too!
and my feet
by any other name
smell as sweet
but not the same
as you
Roses are not red
adeui | |
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| roses are red
Posted: 11/21/2009 4:40:32 PM | ruses ar read
vyolits ar bloo
sum pwoeums rhiiiimmmm
an sum downt. | |
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