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john larcseno Apr 2013
this is poems funny wheres the Easter bunny?and my life is full of **** creating a little *****,in me i see  a slender hiding in a tree just staring at me he has no eyes he's a little demon he ate on a curse know the whole world while sink by dirt so **** the whole universe, man ya ****** jacked up never catch up to me im'a be what i said out to be  terrine down the balcony, and most of you are lousy you should've never been born the devil grew up evil with dumpy *** horns :( he is to be the devil for once and for all he is the devil and is some sorta god man he is a frode as we know a bad guy type so he will die by get' in  fried,

so bye bye.man life must be a lie Jesus should and will never die because he is is a great guy not a lie,you can be a hater if you want because i do do not care go ahead and taunt see if i get man but i wouldn't even dare it probably would not be fair see if i care *****,i am a hacker bowzers you are just a noob bye bye know i got something to prove to news they know there gonna lose by hippy donka cruze just a crazy enough guy to be he 43 and still climbs trees with no ladder because he is crazy bet you think that to dude he still got a stinky poo!i bet he would love you only if you were even cool to like me ninja's i can see in my backyard hanging tree from tree.
Santiago Jan 2015
Todo lo ves rifando uno tres
Un padre entre el desmadre
El varrio de los pobres
Nunca tuvimos dinero
El meromero ser primero
Siempre seguir adelante
Controlando el bolante
No caer para ver mi progreso
Tambien aumentar el ingreso
No soy un pinchi menso
Porque que cres no me venso
Alcontrario con la mente yo pienso
Me voy recio miro hacia enfrente
Combirtiendome en el presidente
No son simple mentiras
Puro polvo es lo que respiras
Esclavitud es todo lo que tu miras
No lo cres en la noche sal y talves
Del mes ya despues de las tres
Muchos mueren otros pierden
La vida sigue rolando altanto
En las calles caminando
Soy commando con el mando
Con patadas te mando volando
A putasos y zintadazos
Te dejo tirado pisado a un lado
Carajo no sabias yo nunca me rajo
Te rompo las berijas y los labios
Te tumbo las orejas y manos
Pa que veas te quebro los dientes
No seas culo para que no mientas
Me aseguro que todo lo sientas
Te llene la frente de sangre roja
Y los ojos morados bien cortados
Hinchados como un pinchichango
Mi despedida sera mi ultima salida
Te lleno de plumas como gallina
Un maricon dejandote en el rincon
Llorando como la grand vieja
Te llamaran dona siega la ballunca
Que no se te cruze en mente nunca
dennis drain Feb 2017
In the passenger seat 5 minutes from heavenly green
I ain't watin till I get home
Brought the grinder and the papers ima roll a cone
Space cruze on a road heavily used by 5O
Who cares I need smoke
Can't think without hit so i wake up and spark it
I keep it lit till my eyes lose focus and i pass out
Inhale life, hold in pain, blow out a different mind state
One that is'nt so insane

You wanna meet a real stoner?
That smokes on the daily,
Goes to work to make money for a bag!
Stays in a mind state thats kinda hazy,
Come my way baby, I stay towards the north west.
In a mountain valley where good **** comes with no request
We don't play that midgrade, only carry the best strains.
And the best thang is everybody in town smokes down
So come to my town find a place to sit down
Brace yourself this high grade gone put you down.
Idaho is every state's joke and really we don't care
The smaller the population is  the More **** the born and raised gem state familys can blaze  




I don't need oxygen, I just need THC!!
I keep a pipe or a joint close to me.
Police only think I'm high when I'm outta ****.
My teachers tellin me to leave cuz I need to smoke
I can only see, when I'm in a cloud of smoke
I blaze when I'm broke. cuz homies got me an they know I'll always get em back fat
So no day is a clear day, blowin clouds out our mouths is how we stay
Always way too blazed, can't pass the bowl, can't wait till the high takes hold,
Puff puff pass this blunt of gold to every stoner young or old

                     ZtickZ-
Seema Sep 2017
When you think your world is crumbling down and all you can do is sit and frown. Be sure to call me, cause I never thought to disown. You were and are my life, my flesh and blood, my own. Am not angry with you, just upset with your choices. You went along listening to foreign voices. Left me in distress with your harsh words. But dear you are my atmost joy out of the odds. I know life cheats on many counts but bad things always haunts. You need to think straight tho it's not too late, but hunny don't get stuck blaming your fate. You are young, pretty, beautiful and bold. Right now, concentrate on your studies, am sure your true love will emerge to mould. You shouldn't rush into anything you would later regret for. Take a cruze drive towards your goal dear and all will be well in the coming year. Few lessons of such I would love to give to my future daughter. While gulpping down a glass of lemon water. Smiling imaging how such life would be, will I even be lucky to live and see. I wish to have my own family someday, I just have to be patient and not cowardly walk away...*


©sim
Just felt to write this. Spilling imagination.
FICTIONAL FREESTYLE
Marco Bo Aug 2018
su campi rosso sangue
terra di oblio
caldo come all'inferno
ma sembrava inverno

su campi rosso sangue
terra di oblio
caldo come all'inferno
ma sembrava inverno

lungo il confine
una notte senza fine
sembrava di dormire
ma non era sonno

in lontananza suoni di libertà
  brillavano come un faro
ma dall'approdo desiderato
  hanno risposto no!

erano 8 braccianti poi 9, 10, 11, 12...
all'incrocio con il destino
  una striscia di dolore sull'asfalto
e di quella storia, questo l'epilogo

.......................

on blood red fields
land of oblivion
hot like in hell
but felt like winter

along the border
an endless night
it felt like sleep
but it was not

far in the distance, sounded like freedom
shined as a lighthouse
but from the harbour
they answered no!

they were 8 laborers
and 9, 10, 11 12....
at the crossroad with fate, just a strip of pain
and of that story, this was the end

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en campos rojos sangre
tierra del olvido
calientes como infierno
y frio como invierno

a lo largo de la frontera
una noche interminable
se sentía como dormir
pero no era sueño

a lo lejos sonaba libertad
brillado como un faro
pero desde el puerto
respondieron no!

eran 8 trabajadores y 9,10, 11 y 12...
al cruze con el destino
una tira de dolor
y de esta historia, ese fue el final
-..................................

sur champs rouge sang
terre d'oubli
chaud comme l'enfer
mais semblait l'hiver

le long de la frontière
une nuit sans fin
Il semblait dormir
mais n'était pas

au ****  bruits de liberté
   ils brillaient comme un phare
mais du port désiré
   ils ont dit non!

ils étaient 8 ouvriers puis 9, 10, 11, 12 ...
au croisement du destin
   une bande de douleur sur l'asphalte
et de cette histoire,
  voici l'épilogue
zxndrew Nov 2019
A warm August Night
A 2011 Chevy Cruze
A car radio playing Get You by Daniel Caesar
A faint green light
The only thing lighting up her face
Long blonde hair just above her waist
A beautiful girl with a clear and solid voice
A nervous boy with shaky hands and the voice to match
One last hug before they part ways
One last exchange
A last desperate kiss with him wishing he could make it last forever
Clinging to her hands until they finally release
Longing is the last taste in his mouth
The words please don't leave me getting stuck in his throat
Left to watch the sun walk away, a final glance before a silent goodbye
A girl gone before he could even understand her
A boy left with a long drive home
to wonder if she was ever even real or she just existed in his mind
Saudade: a deep emotional state of nostalgic or profound melancholic longing for an absent something or someone that one cares for and/or loves. Moreover, it often carries a repressed knowledge that the object of longing might never return.
Calm
Like a forest dam
Like a bread and jam

Her eyes are like green plants in midsummer
Her hair are like the golden petals of a chrysanthemum
Her skin is a lily
Pelt from a flowering plant

She's a gold fish
With fins so trikish

Her smiles
Are like a cruze in a sunset beach
She's calm like the pleasant water fall
That makes the earth stands tall

She's like a warm silk
She's like cotton
She's ever green
Never forgotten

She's hot like the sun
And calm like you have never burn

NATURE GIRL
She's

Written by
Joey Percival Ikechukwu
Garrett Johnson Jan 2019
I feel the ooZ.
Struggle through the veins.
Rushing through my brain.
Spiking everything that lays around.
Do you feel the sound.
Clenching the ground until it breaks.
It takes the gravil and breaks through.
The greens.
The blues.
The ooZ.
I feel the ooZ.
And the moody blues.
I sleep in goo.
Hit the snooze.
Tik-Tok.
**** the news.
All self to lose.
Losing.
Clothes are loose.
Very Loosly.
Take a cruze.
On that ooZ.
On the Blue.
Deep blue sea.
All I see.
While I flee.
From this vesal.
Its ooozing.
RobbieG May 2021
A room on wheels
with my storage platform bed
and my solar powered devices

A party on wheels
with a roof rack that holds 4 camping chairs, table
and a trunk with a propane grille, charcoal grille and fire pit

A room on wheels
with my built in closet that keeps all my work clothes  wrinkle free and organized  and two drawers for my fold-ups

A party on wheels with my 6 remote controlled led lights , laptop with built in WiFi to stream movies and play games

This is my work car and many nights on long trips it has been my sleeping quarters and many nights it has provided a night full of camaraderie

My co workers and I sit around a fire in comfortable chairs as we cookout on my two grilles  from food we all chipped in to provide

At first glance people think I’m crazy but once they get to participate in the environment they can’t believe the fun

I average 28 miles per gallon , I can shower at any Planet Fitness, Flying J or Pilot truck stop as well as stay the night for free in their well lit parking lots

I have screens that go over the outside of the windows like a glove covering the open windows for airflow without the bugs being able to get in

I have a solar powered fan that mounts above my head as well as one that mounts up front to create steady airflow

Underneath the storage bed houses anything and everything a road trip could desire as well as necessities for survival

The glovebox a small hidden pantry for protein packed snacks and healthy alternatives

My workout items hang on the exterior of the closet wall behind my headrest: resistant bands , hand grips and my protein powder tumbler all with designated hooks

I love my small resort on wheels. As it has provided some lifelong memories and always gets a stray smile from others that know not of it’s powers

But the most important reason I love my Cruze is it has provided a really neat father son project and one that shapes a young mans mind and lets him realize anything you think truly can become possible

Regardless of what others think or say because everyone that told us we were crazy has enjoyed a spot around the fire and a well grilled meal

They say “ you know what this is pretty cool after-all, I just didn’t think it would be possible.

The best part is within 10 minutes and 4 fasteners the front seat can be put back in  to it’s original working position

However we designed it so a passenger can still be buckled up while it remains a car camper

Now if only school would get out soon so we can begin our planned adventures for this summer

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