#furry
My cuddly little mini-me
Only pup who's flaws I cannot see
Cutest animal on which I've set eyes
Holds my heart where furry head lies
And best friends we forever will be
Dec 7, 2025
Dec 7, 2025 at 8:32 AM UTC
When the time comes
When my heartbeats begin to fade
My eyes begin to flutter
I hope to see you there
Your floppy ears listen
Your crooked tail wags
Your smile grows wide
While you stand by my side
I hope to see you there
My best friend
My shadow
My furry soulmate
I hope to see you there
Jun 9, 2025
Jun 9, 2025 at 2:30 PM UTC
Winter in full fledge
The cats fur matted with snow
Even he seems cold
Feb 8, 2025
Feb 8, 2025 at 9:04 PM UTC
Sometimes a furry face
Is all that you need to remind you
How lovely you are
Jul 5, 2021
Jul 5, 2021 at 6:09 PM UTC
Thump thump
What is that?
Thump thump
There it is again
Thump thump
It's coming from inside
Thump thump
I'm starting to feel alive
Thump thump
Ice is falling from my skin
Thump thump
Is this a sign?
Thump thump
Shall I begin?
Thump.....
I see this face
It's beautiful
Desirable
Inconceivable
Intangible
Fantastical
It's radical
How this image
Takes a hold of me
A *****
Veritably vanquishing
This viciously vile
Vortex
And yes
I feel alive
At my door
I hear as opportunity knocks
Taking the form
Or figure
Of a fox
Slyly slithering
In to my thoughts
Eating away
My cage
And I awake
Was it just a dream?
I don't thinks so......
Nov 24, 2018
Nov 24, 2018 at 11:14 PM UTC
Snuggy ****** of a curled up cat by
the fire
Furry faced, smiley headed, svelte
purveyor of the big meow
Purring away like a Geiger counter,
If you seek Nirvana then seek no
more, it's here
The Cat, she knows.
Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 6:14 PM UTC
Hanging on the wall, next to my bed post,
A friend of the forest looks surprised, most.
Oh dear, she did not hear the gunshot near,
Nor tree nor hill nor her fawn shed a tear.
Over there, the finest hair of the hare,
Cute and fluffy hopping into my stew.
It's seat is sweet and hard to beat I swear,
Though his hide is gamey and tough to chew.
A sow, a cow is how I eat for now,
I feast on the beasts with the finest meats.
Fresh flesh on my breath, fresh blood on my brow,
Slaughtered, like their daughters; fair market treats.
I feel nothing for these creatures I hunt.
Would you rather feast on the yeast they shunt?
Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 12:48 AM UTC
She's real smoochy
She's my hoochie *******
She's my sweet little Koala Bear.
She's so cute
And she's a total hoot
Keeps me smiling throughout the day.
Nice and cuddly
She's bubbly wubbly
Soothes all my troubles away.
She's kinda kooky
She's my nooky wooky
My little Koo Koo Koala Bear.
She climbs my tree
And she talks to me
Ever so softly.
She holds me tight
Through the darkest night
Quietens me when I'm afraid.
Don't you ever leave me, will ya
My lovely little sweet
My sweet little lovely, Koala Bear.
May 28, 2018
May 28, 2018 at 9:37 AM UTC
There's hair all over my arms and back
Bigfoot and Yeti, they cut me no slack
hirsute just a word
as furry incurred
awaiting the razor's attack
Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 12:25 PM UTC
Mr furry prince
You know I will miss
Your sweet hello
Charlie please don’t go
Mr purry king
My friend, my love
You know I will miss
The way that you kiss
Your sad goodbye
Try not to cry
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 4:03 AM UTC
My cat is crazy
He pelts around the room
He arches his back menacingly
And his tail looks like a broom.
As he side winds towards me
He looks like a furry crab
He will come within a foot of me
Until I make a grab!
Then he's off on his assault course
Tearing round the place
He really thinks he is fierce
And gets right in my face!
If I should make a sudden move
It really is quite funny
He shoots straight up into the air
Just like a leaping bunny!
Then as soon as he has started
His stamina lets him down
He's ready to surrender
My lovely, furry clown
May 20, 2017
May 20, 2017 at 8:35 AM UTC
the further life progresses
the more it beams stresses
the more I yearn for peace
a road with no holes or grease
a broken siblinghood
I now yearn for Paraclete
my faith in humans deplete.
so bring tonight the gleaming dream
of a furry friend who understood
the erase button of esteem
and so my dreams flow like whipped cream
in the starry starry nights of what would seem
like orange cats make the best friends
tabby kings and big boy mends
the tears of mine dear feline heart
....
or a hustling panting brown eyed brook,
a long nosed lad reads like book
who smells and licks my aching heart.
....
my colourbook waits to be filled with love
of furry lives from each colour above.
Nov 21, 2016
Nov 21, 2016 at 12:59 PM UTC
When I went to the park today
I heard the birds singing
and the water moving-
ever so softly against the wind.
The squirrels,
their erratic tails and fur
bounded across trees and
ate nuts as they stared
at the funny looking squirrels below them.
The ones with the shorts and the shirts on,
and the ones with the long hair colored so strangely.
Those squirrels didn’t quite look like squirrels at all.
They drove strange boats and paddled in the water,
and a couple of those strange squirrels
seemed to have large furry companions
that definitely didn’t look like squirrels.
And yet whenever they come near
they act like they know the squirrels
they take photos and videos
and make memes, funny pictures
and snapchat videos of them.
But they aren’t.
They aren’t squirrels at all.
They’re humans,
yet some think they are squirrels.
Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 6:44 PM UTC
A furry angel watches me while I sleep
A furry angel hardly makes a peep
except an occasional purr or meow
The furry angel requires no vow
but likes food and love
In return she loves me much too
Welcome Picket the furry angel cat
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 10:33 PM UTC
There are many different kinds of hairs
Some are long and some are short
Some look like spider strings falling off your head
Some are thick and some are thin
Some feel as soft as a baby's ***
Nothing and nothing
Some are colorful and some are not
Some are furry, some are funny
Some are blond, some are not
Some go up and are wacky and stretched
Blond is better than black
Hairs are bears!
If you want to see hairs, take a look at your dad's hairy chest!
Some hairs look like cotton candy
These are all different kinds of crazy hair
Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 10:41 AM UTC
It's amazing how long a girl can stay up just thinking about her past,
it's just so breathtaking how you changed so quickly.
She always complained to herself, thinking that she lost you,
she acted so cold every night in pure misery towards you.
You thought you were bringing her pain and somehow you were right,
yet little did you care when she said "It's all just in my mind".
She didn't say that out of desperation to defend, she was honest to heart,
she over-thought nearly everything all way too much.
That night she cheated on you, what a dumb mistake that was,
she had her phone taken away to dump you in the morn'.
The morning was supposed to bring a whole new light,
yet instead of a celebration you cried throughout the night.
She desperately cried going on and off between,
eventually you had enough and ended everything completely.
The boy she cheated on you with, hurts her more than before,
he never bothers to speak, acts like she's nothing at all.
She thought she was losing when originally she had it all,
if she could turn the clocks back she really would.
Yet he has changed, and as human beings we can't change that,
he doesn't approve of her bunny ear life, he walked away from that.
Imagination alongside wonder, the art world surrounded her throat,
she loved animals and drawing them, yet he did not like before.
Eight hundred and fifty, you heard that number correct,
that is the number of people she gathered since the departure.
Question all you like, but ever since the end, a new part of her opened,
something new and wonderful was born.
She shortened her name like you called her, doubling it twice,
now people look up to her and beg to hear her advice.
She love her channel of videos, she supplies almost everyday,
other people don't approve of it but she couldn't care what they say.
She is me,
and she loves how she's living,
the only issue,
and I wish you could see,
I still really miss,
seeing you next to me.
Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 11:21 PM UTC
The king of the castle sits,
His back paw scratching his head,
Ruminating.
The aging cat wonders if he'll ever lose
the itch.
Then, apparently having reached a satisfactory conclusion
The furry statesmen curls up by the fire
Drifting....
...off
to...
sleep...
he purrs softly to himself:
The rumble of unfathomable ponderings.
Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 12:41 AM UTC
far night is calling -
only the hash of ash is falling -
the cold is melancholy chilling -
my very slow heart is in some hurry -
fate failed to carry the fairy -
even if night come to the glory -
thunder blinks on my mind furry -
and I sleep as sleep apart from a sleep - -
@ Musfiq us shaleheen
Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 4:15 PM UTC
as soon as these blue speckled
socks go, that's it. A new bright black death.A solemn weir on a stark horizon.Give me a reason to wear color. My hueless affidavit
runs me into the Earth, where I sprout up
a pallid keb- brain orf'd, you could drag my etiolated ebon
body through the ovine fold or take me to the theater. When I was just a minor teg, I sheared my mim kip, I fuckinggave it to you outright. In this little
cote my wan mien nigrifying; my calamitous black, quaffed full of congou in demitasse, of souchong & saucers. My atrous wethered body albicantly degenerating in the atrous sun. I'm crusting over with wanness and you, you're fortifying in the cwm where I used to yaff and stray. Your ovivorous hunger,something I never knew, when first you came for my jecoral flesh, just another bot digging through my soft toison. Like Dall's Prometheus being sheared from the flock-you cut me away. In this drab and achromic world, you put the wanness in my flesh, the gid in my heart. Still.
Just these blue socks are left.
Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 5:20 AM UTC