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Isabelle H Graye Sep 2014
What is a man?
Does he make women cry?
Does he brag about it?
Does he cheat on the one that he claims that he loves?
Does he make her feel like crap?
Does he have to put down others to boost himself?

No

He only loves one woman
He owns up to his mistakes
He is humble
He has goals
He stands up for what is right
He is what other men want to be
******* Wes.  You are not a man, you are not even ****
Kiera Nov 2014
"It's not proper poetry if it doesn't rhyme"
*******.
I am taking "I'm" and "doesn't" as singular words because of artistic license and also *******.
This poem is either about people forgetting that old poetry didn't rhyme either, or about an outdated social construct that people cling to for no good reason. Interpret how you wish.
Hollow Steve Oct 2014
I feel the burn. Exquisite to the touch. I want that heat but it could never be felt. Blue flames surround me. Children continue dancing. The witching hour is at it's peak. Soon enough, everything will go bleak.
Hi. =)
Hollow Steve Oct 2014
Light waves, frequencies, and distorted thoughts. Aligned with misperceptions. Auras tainted with beings of another stage. My duality cracks into a million faces. Astral physicists of higher realms. Who needs a doctor when you have perfectly good shamans? Green monsters, unseen to the naked eye. I remain broken as twisted images carry me along the sea of paranoia.
Adithya Aithal Oct 2014
...
Roses are red, Violets are blue
I don't know poetry, so *******!
Tina Marie Oct 2014
You don't give a ****
About us vets
You pay us lip service
And leave us in debt
Cancel our appointments
But when we call
To reschedule you act
Like WE dropped the ball
I've been waiting 2 years
For my ****** up shoulder
You keep handing me pills
And my will grows colder
Now three of my battles
Have taken their life
Today one shot himself
In front of his kids and wife
Oh, NOW you care?

******* VA,  ***** YOU!!!

Just hand me my pills
Like you usually do
Oh, why are you angry?
You must not like to hear
What most of us vets
Have heard from you for years

******* too, VA
So tired of my battle buddies assassinating themselves. The VA doesn't care. I'm so sick of this **** and I'm writing my ******* congressman because they have got to stop treating us like we don't matter.
nicole Oct 2014
you are the only one
that could make a puddle
feel like an ocean
in the best and worst ways possible

you make me feel
like you tore off
a part of my own body
****** walls
****** floors
it rains
but not water
you're laughing
and i'm screaming
and you're in love
and i'm falling
you're happy
and i am dying

i am no longer in a puddle
of my own blood
i am in an ocean
of the memories of you
and the moisture between your thighs

you said it yourself
this is why storms are named after people

*******.
Nina MacDonald Oct 2014
I just hope you know
I love you
as much
as you hate me.
ohjamie Sep 2014
Six
Talked til 6am--
thought it meant something, but I
am nothing to you.
Encountering Temporaries:
A HAIKU SERIES
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