"hungary" poems
In the dark
Listening to linkin park
In the steam
browsing dank memes
-break-
rickity rickity
bickity bickity
i am from hungary
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May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 8:48 PM UTC
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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 11:08 AM UTC
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Just bought a new back wheel
For my tall and sturdy bike
And riding back from a party
I got hit by a big white truck
I was cycling by the curb
A truck came zooming up
I had the space of a meter or more
But quickly the space diminished
Suddenly I felt it
A crunching of the wheel
I shouted in anglo-saxon
Wehey! As I leapt from the speeding frame
I fell into a running roll
And stood straight up and turned around
My bike was laying flat
The back wheel sadly spinning.
I wrung my hands and giggled
And looked about in awe.
The people that saw this happen
Came up and shook their heads
Are you alright? I cant believe what happened.
I didn’t catch his number plate
What a ******* crazy driver
Are you sure you are alright?
A gay irish man was there
You uttured a cry he said
And then flew from your bike
Like a… like a… a ballerina
I forced the wheel back into place
So it was was sort of fit to roll
The chain and gears were gnarled
So I couldn’t exactly ride
On the way two foreign drunks
Looked and spoke about my bike
Autobus smash, I said
Ohhhhhh they said
Finally arriving near finsbury
A man who was cycling past
Said do you need some help?
I said yes please I got run over by a truck
What I can do, said thomas from hungary
Or what we can do
Is take a length of chain out
So at least you can get home
Ok yes please I said
And he bent down and used his little tools
And got his hands all oily black
And made me a fixed gear bike
Now your bike is a fixie bike
So im afraid you cant change the gears
Like my fixie bike, he said
Thanks hungarian dude
Mar 20, 2012
Mar 20, 2012 at 8:36 PM UTC
Sing we for love and idleness,
Naught else is worth the having.
Though I have been in many a land,
There is naught else in living.
And I would rather have my sweet,
Though rose-leaves die of grieving,
Than do high deeds in Hungary
To pass all men’s believing.
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If you want to be a true influencer
you should put in some actual work
****** the Archduke of Austria and his wife
The Duchess of Hohenberg
Gavrilo Princip did not have many followers
He did not have any discount codes for his online store
He had a simple dream to break off Austria-Hungary's South Slav provinces so they could be combined into a Yugoslavia, and instead he started a world war
If you want to influence society
for centuries to come
Stop being a coward posting vacation pics online
Go out and get yourself a gun
Jan 7, 2021
Jan 7, 2021 at 7:02 PM UTC
In Vienna there are ten little girls,
a shoulder for death to cry on,
and a forest of dried pigeons.
There is a fragment of tomorrow
in the museum of winter frost.
There is a thousand-windowed dance hall.
Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Take this close-mouthed waltz.
Little waltz, little waltz, little waltz,
of itself of death, and of brandy
that dips its tail in the sea.
I love you, I love you, I love you,
with the armchair and the book of death,
down the melancholy hallway,
in the iris' darkened garret.
Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Take this broken-waisted waltz.
In Vienna there are four mirrors
in which your mouth and the echoes play.
There is a death for piano
that paints little boys blue.
There are beggars on the roof.
There are fresh garlands of tears.
Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Take this waltz that dies in my arms.
Because I love you, I love you, my love,
in the attic wherethe children play,
dreaming ancient lights of Hungary
through the noise, the balmy afternoon,
seeing sheep and irises of snow
through teh dark silence of your forehead.
Ay, ay, ay, ay!
Take this "I will always love you" waltz.
In Vienna I will dance with you
in a costume with
a river's head.
See how the hyacinths line my banks!
I will leave my mouth between your legs,
my soul in photographs and lilies,
and in the dark wake of your footsteps,
my love, my love, I will have to leave
violin and grave, the waltzing ribbons.
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I'll go
All over the world
To prove
You're my girl
I'll go to Hungary to Germany
To Fiji to Italy
All the way to England
To Greenland and even to New Zealand
I'll search all over America
I'll go to Malaysia and Indonesia
And search for you
All over Asia
I'll go find you
Wherever you are
I'll keep on loving you
Everytime.....
Worldwide
DenverChua property
Feb 24, 2011
Feb 24, 2011 at 9:01 PM UTC
**** that was the mdma.**
I felt the chemicals crawling slowly passed my throat into my system
And for a moment I was the only thing in my moshpit reality
Standing completely still for once
Right there
In the middle of Hungary
I felt the prodigy spiders climb through my skin
Into my brain
And I could not think myself
But I heard the thoughts of others
"Why do we do this to ourselves?"
Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 1:11 AM UTC
My roots strong
Weeding their way all the way from europe. Humming thrumming from the pillars of Rome, to the sea walls of Greece, from Germany not far-off, France to the left.
Albania, Serbia, Bosnia, Croatia, Slovenia, Hungary, a stones skip to the right. Switzerland just up ahead, Swiss Alps the high life.
A side of the world where all things consist, different ideologies, different faces, Europe's best of the best.
Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 9:57 AM UTC
He prowls around like a hungary lion
Looking for his bait
Be alert of sober mind
Don't let him be your fate
He is the prince of darkness
This is his world of rule
The leader of temptation
Deceit his favourite tool
He's arrogant he's boastful
Satan is his name
His followers the Antichrist
Destruction is his game
The master of disaster
The distributor of fear
Be on your guard
He'd like us all
To believe that he's not here
I used to walk in darkness
His path I walked along
I told fortunes by reading tarrot cards
Then realised this was wrong
Through ouija board I met him
And spoke with his spirits too
He spits deceit to all he meets
Including me and you
His aim is of destruction
Many ways he'll surely find
To annihilate abolish
The (love ) of all mankind
To all who don't believe in him
Just Look around you'll see
So many in his image
( There's only Christ can set us free ~)
Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 7:17 PM UTC
To the Anti-American Teacher…We Knew You Were Pro-World
A clause in your contract slated your signature for patriotism.
You never signed, they never checked, but you took down your flag
after that.
They didn’t check that either.
So, you stripped and tacked and taped and striped all the flags
from all the world to the walls.
On the east, sat Uraguay, and Paraguay, and Peru.
On the west, we went to Austria, and Hungary, and Bangladesh
for good measure.
But the north wall was your northern star – the shining one
among the rest.
The Chinese stars of social class contrasted against the five-pointed red one, the
one next to the ending of a Tsar in a February Revolution, a marking point found – not in our textbooks – but in all the places you have been.
Oh, the places you’ll go, you began.
In Israel, you had gone in your college years, and you learned of bamboo
tattoos in Thailand, but Korean was a class you completed in
France of all places, and I never had the chance to see the locations of
the south wall.
You were fired.
Over night, they tore you from the walls, lone of which, they left the
tape tacked up in four corners, a collection in each place of a flag
we once saw before us. In my desk, you slipped a map inside.
Oh, the places you’ll go, you wrote.
Such a sorrowful tune.
Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 2:47 AM UTC
both my grandfather and father
were army conscripts
without the benefit of a choice,
it was conscription...
Marshall Law was introduced,
hungary didn't feel like a satellite any more,
nor did Czechoslovakia in the 60s...
the poles were eager to keep the empire
intact like the Vietnamese, ironically
without as much violence,
just empty supermarket shelves...
i wasn't given such a benefit,
i had to learn a "woman's" trade,
being enlisted in the army would
have assuredly given me a
chance progression into a suitable life,
even a lifestyle! i'd be earning enough
to distract myself with theatre and opera!
alas! i'm not that well instructed
to enjoy a comfortable revenue and
the comfort of sadistic ballerinas
(what i mean is an education in taking orders
and not daydream, kept order, a clean
pair of shoes, a suit that's not creased)...
i know, modern pop and the 8 minute long
prog rock piece... let's test our attention
spans and care for distractions of
digression off the rhythm...
it's not necessarily rap worded,
nothing about the ghetto,
it's not exactly jam-rock Kingston town
aphrodisiac... i call it a shared salute,
a black panther with a shaved head.. well,
somewhere along the line we need a feeling
of being in it together.
Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 5:58 AM UTC
Once there boled a harmistor
With yarler like a tom
He ***** and frissed, but after this
His murly belly pommed
Choe and choe, then choe some more
He criggled at the thought
That sumpty soon he’d choe the moon
And abend would be glot
What could bew the buggle?
He plawed his nomer friend
Harmistor, you silly mer,
The pomming ne’r will end.
And so the woddly harmistor,
Bezined and full of dee,
Proquined the shole, the land in foll,
And called it Hungary.
Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 1:11 AM UTC
"Having turned the machinery of the Gov't into
a corrupt process of getting bad press made on
his political opponents, the Bidens, by buying
false investigations on them by multiple Gov'ts,
must be impeached, now", say Dems, the people.
The impeachment investigation has received much
evidence to support it, yet, Rumputin/vlad-
the-impaler, who were illegally installed into
the Blackhouse after the 2016 election, are
stonewalling numerous other subpeonas, requests.
People have seen evidence of Donald's demanding
false investigations of the Bidens be started by
the Ukrainian President in exchange for already
allocated by Congress 1/2 a bill in anti-tank
'javelins', but not the unreturned voicemails
detailing his desires for the same 'quid pro quo'
by him to other nations, here's some. The Donald,
'Hi President of Ghana, I've heard you have some
hellified kool-aid, if you investigate the Bidens
we'll buy 100's of tons, awaiting your call.'
'Yo, yo, yo, President of Liechtenstein, just
calling to let you know if you liechten the Bidens
and find some dirt on them, we'll buy a hundred gross
of your steins, this is time sensitive, top secret,
so get back to us a.s.a.p., pppppllllleeeeeaaassse?'
''Sup, President of Guyana, must be hot in Africa,
too bad for you, all kidding aside, I hear you guys
have the best kool-aid to die for, if you investigate
the Bidens and find dirt on them we'll buy 1/4 of a
bill worth. Limited time offer, bro, sooooo holla.'
'President of Hungary, I've heard you guys are always
Hungary, so, if you want a 1000 tons of food 'b' alls you
have to do is investigate the Bidens, find dirt on them
and provide it to the Steve Bannon set-up Hungarian fox
news who'll broadcast it globally over the next year.'
The atrocities of it all is all the people can say. Does
this feel like a Greek comedy/tragedy to anyone else? A
quickie impeachment to cover-up the bigger Russiagate one
that indicts the whole of the republican conspiracy, just in
time for vlad, etc., to hack our next presidential election?
Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 5:16 PM UTC
Sitting in the seat
Tapping my feet
Cuz I got the beat
To take to the street
I'm Hungary as can be
Think I need something to eat
All this waiting
Has made me so starving
The other patients
can hear my stomach grumbling
Oh waiting in the Doctor surgery
Air filled with sickness germs
Just gotta hope you don't
get what they got
Cuz it's not much fun
Lying in bed
With a sore head
His gonna dissect my toe
But it won't stop my flow
I can see that they know
I've got so much to show
But waiting really blows
Wish this nail wasn't ingrown
It ***** so much
I cause such a fuss
Ew is that ****
Nah I kid it is blood Ah
Oh waiting in the Doctor surgery
Air filled with sickness germs
Just gotta hope you don't
get what they got
Cuz it's not much fun
Lying in bed
With a sore head
I'm gonna scream like a *****
When he cuts into my skin
Cuz I don't like sharp things
They hurt oh ****
I'm going to die
Don't stick that in my eye
The lights to bright
Here my heart goes bump bump
To the sound of a drum
Wait where did that come from
Ahh stick out my tongue
Does my breath smell fresh?
Oh waiting in the Doctor surgery
Air filled with sickness germs
Just gotta hope you don't
get what they got
Cuz it's not much fun
Lying in bed
With a sore head
©2017 Written By Benji James
Jun 28, 2017
Jun 28, 2017 at 7:14 AM UTC
To her who knows who she is.
I realize If you Donetsk in this world you don’t get,
so I thought about it Turin those nights away.
My mind would Rome.
As in to walk Cologne down Rhodes
my feet haven't wandered Faro while.
It seems you have the Kiev my heart,
Zagreb a Piza it in the Palma your hand,
Nevada let go but to keep for all time.
I’d been longing for York kiss,
Hungary to have you Lyon next to me;
thinking how Nice it would be
for you to Guinea your arms,
And wrap them around my Jersey.
Reno that in the Split of distance,
we are hanging on to;
‘We Chelsea how it goes.’
I Bern a little Kos knowing
Havana wait for those crucial words means
I don’t get to Hanover a love
you’d never get Bordeaux having.
When Ireland and you Symi
you’ll see that I don’t Minsk my words.
You’ll sea I was never in the-Nile,
so Danube worry about that.
I want to Brighton your days
and Tokyo somewhere we could be
kings and Queens.
I hopes that where this Texas;
we’d be eventually
Edinburgh place to call home.
Gdansk and Lodz of love….
You know who
Sep 14, 2017
Sep 14, 2017 at 9:07 AM UTC
In the United States, Russia, the United States of America,
New York, New York, New York, United Nations,
more than 120 people already involved in Russia.
Russia and the United States, Canada,
Israel, Karachi, Proteus, New York,
Winnipeg, Canada, Britain, Iraq, Belgium,
Hungary, Germany, Brazil, Africa, Criignan,
4th St. Skunky New Yorker,
in the city of Winnipeg in white gloves,
Montenegro, Canada's 100 Dillings, Canada, Russia,
120x120 in the United States, Thomas England, Asia, Russia, Romania
120x120, New York, New York, United States, Germany, Israel, Brazil, Canada, Russia, Latin America, Diotrepheses in Britain,
Canada (and thousands of Yeviki maps)
and Russia -IV, New York, Winnipeg, Monaco,
half of the US military in Asia, Brazil
and France. Big Game's score 100-20 in Mexico,
New York, USA, Canada, Russia, Israel, 120;
Most of Israel, Germany,
Brazil, Russia and Latin America thousands of miles away
from the back (Sunday, US), Canada, Russia, Romania,
Seattle, 120x120, which is based in Russia
and in Europe. In the United States, Russia,
the Americas, New York, New York, New York,
United Nations, Russia, who are included in it
and a further 120 for Brazil, piro fodiši,
New York, Winnipeg, Canada Russia, Russia,
Britain, ||| Iraq, Belgium, Hungary, Germany, Brazil, Africa,
kirimenini, 4 šikuwiyeni, New York, Winnipeg city
gloves, Montenegro, Canada 100 dulinigii, Canada,
Russia, 120 120 in the United States, Thomas; England,
Asia, Russia, Romania 120x120;
New York, New York, United States, Israel, Germany,
Israeli Brazilians, Canada, Russia, Latin America,
deyotē yifēški Britain, Canada (the United States, Britain,
Canada, Russia, yeshiwochi Yeviki's map) and 5-Russia,
New York, Winnipeg, in Monaco
half the US troops in Asia, Brazil and Spain. Great Game
100-20 Mexico, New York, USA, USA, Canada, Russia,
Israel, 120; Most of Israel, Germany, Brazil,
Russia and Latin America,
Russia and Europe, backed by (Sunday, US), Canada,
Romania, and Seattle, 120x120.
Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 3:48 PM UTC
Taste;Flaccid
Feel;Take
Fool
Trash;Fuck
Fake;Hate
Howl
Fowl;Hole
Hives;Fire
TIRED
Hungary;Faith
Failed;Taste
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 7:41 PM UTC
Blood stained blades
lying on the bathroom floor
Mirrored images
Distorting in my brain
This feeling in my soul
Hungary for a taste
of the fame
This failure flaunting
Well staged plays
Making jokes about me
Making jokes about me
Won’t lay down any longer
These scars that form my arms
Are just a reminder
Of all the past mistakes that I’ve made
Can’t let all that deter me from my path
Come so far, Still quite a way to go
I won’t be, seated on the sidelines
I’ve got to lead the way
Can’t keep leading everyone else astray
No longer have to fight all these battles alone
I know who’s in my corner
So just let me warn ya
I won’t be seated on the sidelines any longer
I’ve felt those black clouds forming
I’ve weathered those storms before
there is nothing that can break under my skin
I’ve felt that emotional feeling
Leaving you empty
No purpose in life
Everything set aside
Trying to figure out
this whole meaning of life
Now I’m just trying to take things
a moment at a time
Living in the now
is the only way I can see how
I’m getting by, yeah by
Won’t lay down any longer
These scars that form my arms
Are just a reminder
Of all the past mistakes that I’ve made
Can’t let all that deter me from my path
Come so far, Still quite a way to go
I won’t be, seated on the sidelines
I’ve got to lead the way
Can’t keep leading everyone else astray
No longer have to fight all these battles alone
I know who’s in my corner
So just let me warn ya
I won’t be seated on the sidelines any longer
And I’ve tried to sense the future
And I’ve tried to set goals
Big dreams can break you at the core
When you feel so out of reach
Got to stop and put things in perspective
Nothing is beyond perception
You’re only a victim of your own deception
Can only climb one mountain at a time
Need to stay focused and committed
If you really want things to be different
Won’t lay down any longer
These scars that form my arms
Are just a reminder
Of all the past mistakes that I’ve made
Can’t let all that deter me from my path
Come so far, Still quite a way to go
I won’t be, seated on the sidelines
I’ve got to lead the way
Can’t keep leading everyone else astray
No longer have to fight all these battles alone
I know who’s in my corner
So just let me warn ya
I won’t be seated on the sidelines any longer
©2017 Written By Benji James
Jun 6, 2017
Jun 6, 2017 at 4:53 AM UTC
When shadows fall and night sets in
I am unable to succumb to the darkness
My mind be comes an active gymsasium
Turmoil from memories past begin to play
Like a tsunami they evoke me
Theres no escape or respite
My subconscious becomes a hungary lion
Devouring my rest
Until dawn
Only then does my body yield
To the necessity to sleep
For too little time
Then the new day unfolds
Wearily I attempt to earn my crust
Anticipating the same plight
Once again
When shadows fall.......
Jul 28, 2013
Jul 28, 2013 at 9:08 PM UTC
Between Life and Death!
And on the other side of the unholy globe.
Death came with chaos.
Hatched and dispatched,
Enduring and curing.
A female child saw the eye of the storm.
As she entered the world into mama's sweet arms.
Maybe the phoenix she shall arise.
Nigh.
In Hungary.
Mama tied to life support.
To feed her world anew with goodness.
Child born of sleeping mama.
Mama without a spark of brain.
A female child.
A miracle.
A gift from God perhaps.
Heavenly deliverance at week twenty seven.
Baby from embryonic dark life.
Saved from death by death in her safe haven.
While Mama heads to heaven.
Baby girl lives on.
Maybe as phoenix she shall arise.
By ladylivvi1
© 2013 ladylivvi1 (All rights reserved)
Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 6:09 PM UTC
Countess Dracula
Was she a vampire or evil personified
Elizabeth Bathory the name turns one cold
Treated young virgins as toys to experiment
Bathed in their blood so she’d never grow old
In Hungarian castle she ruled as a tyrant when Hungary, Slovakia, Romania were one
Infamous serial killer gone down in folklore
No justice served for the crimes that she’s done
Solitary confinement, her rooms with no view
within her own castle so nobles saved face
For the 650 young deaths she committed
For the hundreds abducted, with never a trace
Sadistic in nature, her pleasure in torture
Accomplices ready to act on her say
How could a woman so cruel be nurtured
and ****** so many yet not seem to pay.
Four years in her room then the cold seemed to trouble her
Retired to her bed, and the next day was dead
Cold runs through my veins at the pain she’s inflicted
Her name sends a shiver whenever it’s said...... Countess Dracula
30.12.18 JG
Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 4:37 PM UTC
In this darkened hour, a chill will **** a flower.
The clock stands still in freight, when your standing in the darkest night.
Patiently waiting to make his move, the poisonous snake takes his bite.
Hungary shadows begin to lurk amongst its prey,
Until the fear has driven you to fray.
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 9:46 PM UTC
Dear Scamper,
Things have been weird since dad became the First Lady. We spend most of our time on bear mountain, watching the snow fall over Belgium. And the fairies waving their golden wands at the clouds. And the buck-toothed lizard scrambling to find a tree. And the old Gnome Brigade trying to investigate where the traveling carnival was on the day of the St. Patricia parade. And The President of the United States of Hungary is going insane, but people wont say anything because he still believes in the robes that he is "wearing." And just when we think we can live happily ever after... a meteor came down and hit Mandy Warhol in the brain, causing her to go 1n5ane, causing her to sing like a Zebra, and dance like the speckles on a tree frog. And when those speckles run away, It turns out that the frog had a mind of its own and it said: "This planet is a Madhouse."
But that is life now....See you Tuesday!
Sincerely,
-Fish kid
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 7:01 PM UTC
Bereft of all dignity
Stricken with wounds of humiliation
My shield of honor ripped away
As I am trampled under foot
And dragged for all to see
Bellowing screams steal
The dark caverns of my belly
Like a thousand lost souls
Leaving my mind destitute
Fearing the worst
And Sensing the forces of pride gathering
As he searches for an allie
The soul cries out
NOT TONIGHT , NOT TONIGHT
The soul sinks into solitude
And prays for silence
But all is lost
As pride rings the trumpets of war
For freedom has joined his side
The heart splits in two
Half a heart cries for lost love
All dreams like caged birds set free
Released into the vast blue skies
By the powers of freedom
The soul watches powerless
As they drift away
While the other half roars
like 10 Hungary Lions
Pride picks up his shield of honor
And defiantly stairs
Into the eyes of fate
Carried forward on the chariots of freedom
That know no boundary
Between life and death
The enemy shudder
As with his last breath
He spits in there face
Broken free he now floats
Freely , on the cool winds
With all the caged birds
He has now set free
Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 6:48 PM UTC