"lown" poems - Hello Poetry

Up and down, I've been letdown. Will I drown, In this horrid nightgown? For I am only a clown, Fallen face down. They tell me to slowdown, For I am the talk of the town. I've achieved great renown, My name has gone around, My name a common noun. Upon my head sits a crown, In my voice a funny lown. The earth has turned to a deep mud brown, The grass has gone from my hometown. I can't help but frown, I begin to countdown. Lost in this wedding gown, My body so rundown. I want to leave this small devastating ghost town.

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Dec 30, 2013

Dec 30, 2013 at 1:25 PM UTC

nadia-delevea

Responsibilities

Up and down, I've been letdown. Will I drown, In this horrid nightgown? For I am only a clown, Fallen face down. They tell me to slowdown, For I am the talk of the town. I've achieved great renown, My name has gone around, My name a common noun. Upon my head sits a crown, In my voice a funny lown. The earth has turned to a deep mud brown, The grass has gone from my hometown. I can't help but frown, I begin to countdown. Lost in this wedding gown, My body so rundown. I want to leave this small devastating ghost town.

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(Inspired by Kendrick Lamar – humble ) Whacked or weepiness? Sing if you know this, Well~ yuh, yuh. Hey, I recall when every months with zero-balance-curse, Therefore I lived my life with what I fit, but today I’m so ****** When everyone gets what their want; In fact, I never wish, I choose drink mix while you choose Crème de cassis to rid live’s blemish, "Son, the richest man never get outta debt hub, Duh, compare to you with just one luckless credit card?" So let’s be rich with heart and do something bigger than Tesla, Do read on my blog, then write it down or by heart at least, Zero-to-the-hero, hero-to-the-pro punk, a person who used to be dumb, dumped in the **** junk, now 6 figures in the bank, I'm still like yesterday’s punk, If you got this in the bank, promise to be like an old punk, my life’s better than my virile, my future promise me how I rolled, Hey Mount. E, wait for me to reach your highest spot, but I’m just play cool to it, cuz you know Beast’s humble, Sweet lown, Be hierodule, throw your crown. Who talk money over passion won't be richman, The dream you ever sketched, belongs to trash can, The dream you never twig, just a goodnight, Just do for what you love for your loved wife, Just what you said you do it to get a better job, Say something to me you'll be iron man like louis cyr or, Say something like you are immune from all snide remarks, Everyday you and I should celebrate the 'go for broke day', I'll 'Die trying till get there', Pave the way for success stair, everything's gonna be okay, God not just hear from your prayer, He bestow for what you care, So stay calm and feel the air, Dont called it work - called it play, And say "Never say ne'er", Hardwork means modest, stay low profile, and rich heart way, Mamma said dream big, protect it from apart, stay, Be like the strongest humblest person in the world, OK? I'm the strongest orphan after all, boom! beast's humble, -- -- Sweet Lown, Snob's crumble, Don't drown.

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Jan 22, 2018

Jan 22, 2018 at 9:58 AM UTC

soulwords

Beast's humble, Sweet Lown (Humble's Poem Full Version)

(Inspired by Kendrick Lamar – humble ) Whacked or weepiness? Sing if you know this, Well~ yuh, yuh. Hey, I recall when every months with zero-balance-curse, Therefore I lived my life with what I fit, but today I’m so ****** When everyone gets what their want; In fact, I never wish, I choose drink mix while you choose Crème de cassis to rid live’s blemish, "Son, the richest man never get outta debt hub, Duh, compare to you with just one luckless credit card?" So let’s be rich with heart and do something bigger than Tesla, Do read on my blog, then write it down or by heart at least, Zero-to-the-hero, hero-to-the-pro punk, a person who used to be dumb, dumped in the **** junk, now 6 figures in the bank, I'm still like yesterday’s punk, If you got this in the bank, promise to be like an old punk, my life’s better than my virile, my future promise me how I rolled, Hey Mount. E, wait for me to reach your highest spot, but I’m just play cool to it, cuz you know Beast’s humble, Sweet lown, Be hierodule, throw your crown. Who talk money over passion won't be richman, The dream you ever sketched, belongs to trash can, The dream you never twig, just a goodnight, Just do for what you love for your loved wife, Just what you said you do it to get a better job, Say something to me you'll be iron man like louis cyr or, Say something like you are immune from all snide remarks, Everyday you and I should celebrate the 'go for broke day', I'll 'Die trying till get there', Pave the way for success stair, everything's gonna be okay, God not just hear from your prayer, He bestow for what you care, So stay calm and feel the air, Dont called it work - called it play, And say "Never say ne'er", Hardwork means modest, stay low profile, and rich heart way, Mamma said dream big, protect it from apart, stay, Be like the strongest humblest person in the world, OK? I'm the strongest orphan after all, boom! beast's humble, -- -- Sweet Lown, Snob's crumble, Don't drown.

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Deep in the woods, where the lazy creek bends is a clearing where a solemn manor stands Wind worn bricks now a rustic brown are tinted red in the mid-morn lown At the bend where the water trickles so slow a single tree stands, shading the suns glow Its mid-autumn colors match the manor walls as we sit beneath and watch their gentle falls A cool breeze blows, swaying the tall green grass rippling, like a stone tossed in a lake, with each gentle pass Moving enough to brush back your summer hair revealing a face so beautiful and fair

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May 11, 2011

May 11, 2011 at 8:09 AM UTC

OnlyEggy

Hundred Word Picture

Deep in the woods, where the lazy creek bends is a clearing where a solemn manor stands Wind worn bricks now a rustic brown are tinted red in the mid-morn lown At the bend where the water trickles so slow a single tree stands, shading the suns glow Its mid-autumn colors match the manor walls as we sit beneath and watch their gentle falls A cool breeze blows, swaying the tall green grass rippling, like a stone tossed in a lake, with each gentle pass Moving enough to brush back your summer hair revealing a face so beautiful and fair

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(Inspired by Kendrick Lamar) Whacked or weepiness? Sing if you know this, Well~ yuh, yuh. Hey, I recall when every months with zero-balance-curse, Therefore I live my life with what I fit, but today I’m so ****** When everyone gets what their want; In fact, I never wish, I choose drink mix while you choose Crème de cassis to rid live’s blemish, Son, the richest man never get outta debt hub, Duh, compare to you with just one luckless credit card? So let’s be rich with heart and do something bigger than Tesla, Do read on my blog, then write it down or by heart at least, Zero-to-the-hero, hero-to-the-pro punk, a person who used to be dumb, dumped in the **** junk, now 6 figures in the bank, I still like yesterday’s punk, If you got this in the bank, promise to be like an old punk, my life’s better than my virile, my future promise me how I rolled, Hey Mount. E, wait for me to reach your highest spot, but I’m just play cool to it, cuz you know Beast’s humble, Sweet lown, Be hierodule, throw your crown.

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Jan 19, 2018

Jan 19, 2018 at 2:52 AM UTC

soulwords

Beast's humble, Sweet lown (Humble's poem version)

(Inspired by Kendrick Lamar) Whacked or weepiness? Sing if you know this, Well~ yuh, yuh. Hey, I recall when every months with zero-balance-curse, Therefore I live my life with what I fit, but today I’m so ****** When everyone gets what their want; In fact, I never wish, I choose drink mix while you choose Crème de cassis to rid live’s blemish, Son, the richest man never get outta debt hub, Duh, compare to you with just one luckless credit card? So let’s be rich with heart and do something bigger than Tesla, Do read on my blog, then write it down or by heart at least, Zero-to-the-hero, hero-to-the-pro punk, a person who used to be dumb, dumped in the **** junk, now 6 figures in the bank, I still like yesterday’s punk, If you got this in the bank, promise to be like an old punk, my life’s better than my virile, my future promise me how I rolled, Hey Mount. E, wait for me to reach your highest spot, but I’m just play cool to it, cuz you know Beast’s humble, Sweet lown, Be hierodule, throw your crown.

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