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Meliah 2h
Dad:
Knock Knock

Me:
Who's there?

Dad:
Hike

Me:
Hike who?

Dad:
Unsuspecting child
Dad waiting with bated breath
Sets the perfect trap

Me:
My dearest father,
Alas, your trap was not sprung
I saw it coming.

Dad:
My sweetest daughter,
I was just  bragging on you,
And you turned on me.

Me:
You made this menace
They say you reap what you sow
-From your pride and joy

Dad:
Alas, you wound me,
I'm but partially at fault,
You are your mom's clone.

Me:
Mom does not haiku
This mischief is all from you
I got lots from you

Dad:
Only half from me,
Haiku from me is recent,
But it made you smile.

Me:
I value both halves
I am proud to be of you
I love you daddy
A playful haiku exchange between my dad and me, inspired by a classic dad joke gone poetic.
Gbenga A Mar 5
so we were by the gate
under a sky of stars
I stretched my hands and she held them
and they were warm
as warm as the red berries I plucked last summer
and she smiled
laughing, she jumped
from foot to foot, swinging her head
like a lovely little puppy biting a shoe.
"I love you" she said
and I looked at her
lifting the hair that fell over her eyes
I replied
"I'm very Thirsty".
Mina Feb 15
I wanted to write a poem about you.
but what can my words describe.
such a beauty in blue.
i wanted to start with the beauty, the eyes, the love that grew.
i wanted to continue with your laugh blending with your gaze in hue.
but what can words describe.
such a beauty in blue.
when all i can see is a miracle, when all i can see is you.
My weak stanzas struggle, and my pen faints.
when i try and imagine your powerful haze.
when i try to look into your playful gaze.
when i try to imagine you.
such a beauty in blue.
My friend forced me to write this, Help me
The pressure was on,
The suspense was inevitable,
His mischief mode activated,
And with one big leap,
He finally jumped forward,
To stop me from scrolling on the phone,
Only to play with him,
Such an attention seeker he is,
Leo my kitten is adorable...
©Z.F.A
#iwritewhatmyheartbeholds
Malia Nov 2024
In my bones, I am a poet
And every word I trail shows it
Like a fingerprint to trace
Conjures an image of my face.

Any essays, I might write
With golden flourish, thrilling heights
With wide crescendos, rumbling frisson
Soft like silk and smooth like ribbon.

So when my teacher does request
A lab report or written test
I may bring tears to their eyes—
Still, I did not get it right.
Àŧùl Oct 2024
Amplify my cuteness,
Oh! Bidaal Devi,
Like a cat,
Kitten,
Like a cat,
Oh! Feline Devi,
Amplify my cuteness.

I shall adopt some kittens,
Oh! My Cat Goddess,
Maybe a Tom,
Or a Pushy,
Maybe a Tom,
Oh! My Cat Goddess
I shall adopt some kittens.

I shall adore my kittens,
Oh! Feline Goddess,
Bring me a Tom,
Or a Pussycat,
Bring me a Tom,
Oh! Feline Goddess,
I shall adore my kittens.

I wish that cats adopt me too,
For except my parents, I'm alone,
After them, I can't imagine my life,
That's why I shall adopt some kittens,
After them, I can't imagine my life,
For except my parents, I'm alone,
I wish that cats adopt me too.

I offer my heart, Oh! Cat Goddess,
Oh!! Shashthi Maia, hear my plea,
Without your children, I'm alone,
I don't want to end up all alone,
Without your children, I'm alone,
Oh!! Shashthi Maia, hear my plea,
I offer my heart, Oh! Cat Goddess.
My HP Poem #2011
©Atul Kaushal
Styles Jun 2024
In moonlit woods, with no one near,
Madison and her lover clear,
A playful glance, a daring smile,
They knew they’d linger here awhile.

He slipped his hand in her sweatpants tight,
His touch ignited pure delight.
Her ******* soaked, her body warm,
He slid in fingers, slow and calm.

With a come-hither, soft and sweet,
He stroked her till she felt complete.
His fingers danced in rhythmic tease,
Her moans grew loud, her pleasure pleased.

He pressed her **** with firm intent,
Her body quivered, passion spent.
Exploring depths, each secret spot,
Her hips replied, her breath grew hot.

Her ****** built, her cries did soar,
In waves of pleasure, she implored.
With one last ******, she reached her peak,
A cry of joy, her knees grew weak.

In shared delight, their bond grew tight,
A secret kept from that moonlit night.
Each meet they had, a new delight,
In those deep woods, pure passion's height.
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Zywa Apr 2024
It's a merry day,

we dance on the earth *****:


feet full of music.
Composition "Velocities (Moto Perpetuo)" for marimba (1990, Joseph Schwantner), performed in the Organpark on March 15th, 2024 by Tomasz Herisz - Tatiana Koleva calls the marimba an earth-*****

Collection "anp" #176
Emm Mar 2024
Hit the brake!
Hit it, quick!
We're going too fast,
Destination unknown,
We're going into a car crash,
That's well known!

We didn't just met, apparently
We're bound to be collided,
Been gaining traction
Now it's unavoided
In this autopilot
The prisoner has gone mad,
madenned

This is not going where they think it is
Hidden agenda of fate is always a surprise
A gem or a granade trap,
Or both in one
Scary nor exciting
Help ourselves, we must hit it now!
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