"aproached" poems
The hp deathstar had all but sqaushed are rebellion.
And the pub falcon was being looked for parked in front of everycyber bar across the net so it really ****** cause capt Gonzo
was really thirsty.
We had taken refuge on endor for awhile untill
thoose fury bastards got pissed over a simple misunderstanding
they sure were some horney little teddy bears .
In thinking over were to hide there was mention
of eurainus to which I replied.
Get your mind outta the gutter man.
you just said eurainus.
Cp bathsebo and R2 Swanson said s0mething to which
I jokingly replied hush the men are talking once wasnt to smart.
Ever been kick to the grown by a steel high heel shoe
hopefully the numbness will wear off.
Master golden had taught me much
but that was many drinks ago.
How am i supposed to remember that far back
yesterday was a blur.
So **** it lets kick his *** already jack skyhorner said.
Darth Elliot was mighty the battle was hell.
I would have joined in but someone had to rob the liqour
cabinet besides Honzo Gonzo a bit of a hangover.
As the stormtroppers aproached screamed like a 13 year old girl and ran to fire up the pub falcon.
As the others said what about jack I said im sorry but he's gone
it was brutle i took out as many as could.
But Jack would want us to move on.
Just then Jack appeared and said nice scream gonz.
We blasted across the gallaxy with no direction cause ya know
how guys are about asking for directions.
Fully stocked and and reloaded so to speak.
Drath Elliot was amighty foe.
But no match for the outcast girly screaming
Capt Gonzo
Mar 23, 2010
Mar 23, 2010 at 1:45 PM UTC
A month or two, till now, i hated gnawing sunrays,
rushed to a spot of shade,
waited impatiently for the time to come,
when the cool air would tame the raging sun.
As the summer aproached its end,
i coudn't find the fever to hate.
I loathed 'him' much,
but it gives me pain
to see 'his' vigour fade away.
And i can't stand the sight of 'his' draining eyes,
pathetic choking of failing life.
Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 3:54 AM UTC
I am wood
You are fire
-scratch that-
You are an exuberant inferno.
There was no doubt in my mind that when I first saw you, I felt the sparks.
When you aproached me, I felt warm, and whenever we talked, I could feel the electricty -scratch that- I could feel the flames.
Then you left, but I was far from help. You set me on fire and then you were gone.
You destroy everyone you meet, leaving nothing but ash and ruin in your path.
Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 12:44 AM UTC
My brain
As a child
Was immaculate
Stored facts
Everything was in its place
I talked to grow ups with confidence
I never shirked
Confidence
In myself
Grownups
Surprised
Angry
At my insolence
Would tell me to go away
To go play with other kids my age
I tried
And tried
And tried again
But they deamed me
Weird
Freak
Nerd
I couldn't talk to them
About things I
enjoyed
Eventually
I stopped
I tried my best to become
Them
My brain
No longer immaculate
Grew
Dim
Messy
All to make them
Like me
I grew shy
Bowed my head when
I spoke
I no longer aproached
Grown ups
Yet still
I was now too
Shy
Reserved
And with ought confidence
For them
why?
What had I
Done
I destroyed
Myself for them
And I
Got nothing
In return
Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 12:02 PM UTC