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Grace Jan 28
When did we lose the good in good morning?
When did it become acceptible to wish each other "morning"

You know what morning sounds like?

Mourning for a world that is broken and lost
Mourning for a child that will never know love
Mourning for lives that will never see light

Maybe that's why we wish each other "mourning"
So, I'm not completely sure where this came from but here it is.
James Khan Jan 27
Interesting anagram lol. One word poem. Gotta love it. Probably been done a million times but hey, here's a reminder.
Derrick Jones Jan 24
With my mental acrobatics, I create verbal aromatics
Conjuring sweet scents with my perfect meter and tense
Using my dense prose to weigh you down like soggy clothes
And then I dry you right in time with my fluffy rhythm and rhyme

I execute mental backflips as I dodge Freudian slips
Spinning into the subconscious ’til my wordplay makes you nauseous
As I twirl around in this whirlwind I am reminded that the world could end
But it hasn’t happened yet so I might as well forget it
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Marsha Jan 23
get down on your knees
and worship me, baby,
for my body is your
Do not compromise your principles for temporary gain,
In any case people are going to lose interest...
Just like that
lighting smokes,
I gotta dig Bic
bet you read that last line wrong
Jessica Stull Jan 21
Yeah I’m a bit insane
A bit off line
Walking a line
Trying to keep steady and feet heavy
But **** you make it hard to understand
I’m not choosing
So if you make me, then you’ll lose
Not some **** “duck,duck, goose”
Is it too much to ask or to beg?
Actually I got another better way to say
I’ll work and I’ll fight for everything I want and can’t have
To not live, to aim, to please
I will aim to cease
Any name whom shall try to cut me
Go ahead, take a blow at me
See my feet still heavy?
No, actually I love me
Just like you
You look in the mirror who else you gonna run to
Too many demons you gravitate to?
Okay now jump the tracks, I want my life back.
“F*k” you, where the love at?
©Jessica Stull
Confused by encounters
In a club full of diamonds, the queen sets herself apart
Wary of the way these kings take spades to hearts
Some more wordplay

(Title is also wordplay here.)
Hemorrhaging life
This heartbeat of mine dims with each passing night
I'm broken and I need mending
But I feel like the last one alive
And if I can't escape the confines of my mind
I'll be dead by daylight.
Wordplay featuring one of my favorite Horror Games.
a dream
in his sleep.
He caught a **** star.
For his cast had a lot of whip,
stretching his limit and rod as far as it can go.
When the rush of a bite sent him reeling he screamed for dear life as his catch jumped ahead.

Logan Robertson

Fibonacci :  1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21...1 syllable, 1 syllable, 2 syllables, 3 syllables, 5 syllables, 8 syllables, 13 syllables, 21 syllables. For a total of 8 lines. Your writer is having fun in dreamland as the counting of sheep on this night came with a twist.
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