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Annika J Jan 2019
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Marshmallow factories
Are covered in goo

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Not all of these
Are going to rhyme

Roses are red
Violets are purple
Whoever wrote that
Was an idiot

Roses are red
Violets are blue
My favorite is Discord
Who used to be Q

Roses are red
Violets are blue
If you count in binary
You'll never have 2

Roses are red
Violets are blue
MEEP

Roses are red
Violets are blue, da ba dee da ba daa...

Roses are black
Violets are black
Everything is black
I'm Batman

Roses are blue
Violets are red
Something is wrong
With my head

The Math section is red
Social Studies is blue
I have too much homework
I want to cry

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Please don't get stuck
In the spilled glue

Roses are purple
Violets are green
I'm just here revving
My limousine

Roses are red
They have thorns
Don't touch them

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I want to turn this
Into a haiku

Roses are crimson
Violets are the fairest blue
And so fair are you

Roses are red
Violets are blue
That was pretty good
For being written on the fly

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Ridiculous Inflatable
Swan Thing

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I need to sleep
No

you are so And
sweet is Sugar
blue are Violets
red are Roses

Roses are red
Violets are blue
There is no try
Do not or do

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Dab on those haters

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Think I'll paint them
On my shoe

Roses are red, dilly dilly
Violets are blue
Is this copyrighted, dilly dilly
I have no clue

Lavender's blue
Lavender's green
I store my sanity
In a canteen

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'm too cynical
And yet too cheesy

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Spellcheck doesn't know meep?!?

Roses are rosy
Violets are violet
I want to be
A submarine pilot

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Something something
Pikachu

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Illuminati
They're watching you

Gryffindor's red
Ravenclaw's blue
WHY IS IT AN EAGLE
NOT A RAVEN

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Be mine
I'm desperate

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I don't want romance
Stop asking

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I'm running low on ideas
We're almost through

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sugar is sweet
Don't eat too much

Roses are red
Never mind
Life's too short
Eat all the sugar you can find

Roses are red
Violets are blue
You're still here?
Good job you

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Happy Valentines Day
Bye
Co-written by some of my family members.
laura Oct 2018
Fridays, fridays, getting there
winds with their fulminations full forced
an array of a slow crawl and taunting sun
just want to go flex

glazing the mind, to downcast to longing
stepping over cracks on morning roads
past neighbor’s verandahs - filled with
sensory overloads
Did I love you when we first met?
No.
That sounds cold but, truth is often painful.
Was I looking for someone like you?
No.
That is a brutal truth.
Were you persistent?
Yes.
Did you win my heart?
Eventually. With roses? No, with chocolates? No.
You won my heart, by accepting me.
You won me by being you.
I love how our love grew.
I wasn't looking for love, it somehow found me.
Did you write me poems?
No.
Sing me love songs?
No.
Did we have anything in common?
No.
But, love grew, desire bloomed.
We needed each other, we still need and want each other.
Over coffee, Monty Python and a gentlemanly kiss on my cheek
I knew that love was real, it crashed into my heart like a wrecking ball.
Is love like the movies?
Is it *******.
It's more like a Wile E Coyote cartoon.
You bought an ACME love boulder!
Meep meep!
© JLB
04/06/2014
Lexie Feb 2016
it just kind of happens
and I don't know what to do
but I know I am lost
without you
Wake up, my friend, how long will you sleep
how long will you stand by as these monsters reap
the freedom of us bystanders not uttering a meep
as they wage these ****** wars and the bodies heap

How long before your heart is moved enough
to care for the victims of so called God's love
How long will it take for you to start seething
and take up the cause of ridding the world of Religion?

Do you not see the women treated like cows?
or the children murdered in the thousands?
what more evil has to happen in the world
before we start loving equally, the boy and the girl?

Where and when do we draw a line in the sand
when these holy wars have destroyed our lands?
or they have beheaded us all and cut our hands?
Perhaps when all freedom is buried in the sands?

Wake up to the evil that is religion
it binds, it cuts, it recruits by the legions
it tears through all that is lovely and pure
its time we stood up, and found a cure
Enough is enough. Let's get rid of the evil that is religion, and embrace spirituality if you must.
Lexie Mar 2016
I just want to die
And I don't want you to understand

I am not okay
And I don't have the energy to explain why

I'll tell you I am fine
But I have crossed all the lines

Just let me go
So I can sleep forever
Jayne E Jul 2020
when the monsters
come to call on me
steep and creep
into my dreams
waking me in fright
drag me unwillingly
through cold terrors of the night
your love is my comfort
your love my cure
the weight of your arms
how your tenderness
endures
chases away all harms
holding me close
holding me tight
radiant warmth of your heart
transforms my darkest shadows
into golden dusted light
every day my mind blows
at the depth of your love
in all its beautiful might
this connection we discovered
it feels so natural
feels so right
true love finally been uncovered
soars my heart in joyous flight
I am in deep
so in love with you
feelings much too strong to fight
ruined blissfully through & through
you hold my heart
in your hands to keep
now and forever more I will be
your adoring little Meep...

J.C.
in deep, the beauty of love, transformative...
Adam Sep 2016
As the sounds of morning begin to meep,
I told her good night and went to sleep.

I realized,
the secrets of happiness aren’t too deep;
but the climb up the mountain is a little steep.
Jayne E Sep 2019
rain beats steady
on nights drum
feeding the rhythmic
thrum thrum thrum
infects dull vistas
with marcasite shine
thundered light
keeps metered time
marking
rumbled hallmarks
of sub tropical clime
as sleep eludes
may
the pen be fed
in solitude
sleepy eyes
sleepy head
chasing sleep
until
rains lullaby
soothes little meep.

J.C. "little meep" 08/09/2019 4.44am
Jayne E Sep 2019
home is being
wrapped in the care
of your loving embrace
wherever you are
is where I will race
to be
so close to feel
softly
your breath on me
the warmth of your skin
pressed against
the warmth of my skin
just our heartbeats
beating
between us
it's the only place
I now long to be
your love is the cure
and how you give it
so tenderly true
the salve that
soothes and
sets my heart free
you ignited
emotions never
felt before, so deep
such abundance of joy
I am forever
your little meep
this love we share
and your sweet devotion
how you care for me
unlocked the door
with true loves key
your voice gentle
soft in my ear
brings the calm
with words uttered
so dear
gifts peaceful sleep
a new experience
moves me
sublimely deep
my love for you
surprises me
in all good ways
still
it grows stronger
each day by day
my heart beat skips
as you whisper my name
how it lovingly drips
off your tongue
from your lips
can never be the same
now transformed
never known love like this
thank you my loveliest man
for six months of pure bliss.


J.C. little meep (your baby-baby) 26/09/2019.
6 incredible months spent falling in deep complete love with you, my darling M.  It feels amazingly good to be loved by you, your love given is tender, true, passionate, authentic, ardent it is unlike any other love I've experienced, ever, and moves me on such a deep emotional level.  Being in love with you feels like the missing piece of a puzzle I didn't know needed solving, is found and now is complete.  I love the way we communicate, honest, open, facing and resolving any small 'wrinkles' swiftly without resentment, or deflection, never letting any external 'bs' affect our relationship.   I love you M. now and forever.  I feel your love for me too, the way you give your love to me, causes a deep, warm sense of peaceful joy in my heart. You are my future, I want to wake up with you every day and fall asleep in your arms every night for the rest of our lives...***
Annie Sep 2014
I smoke cigarettes
and I smoke and I smoke and I smoke  and I smoke
and I drink, drink the whiskey and my whine
my livers are dry and I've changed my name to
Black Lung Jack
Ohhh, well give me some of that crack, Jack!
We'll take taps and spice our tea
with shrooms and and wait until we see
we'll walk around and
we'll cry and we'll cry and we'll cry
  Then off we go we'll see a show and afterwards
we shall ****
but don't mistaken by such a kind boy cause
he might just have the clap so wear
a glove and let him shove and grind up
against your back

and I meep and I cry as we say our goodbyes,
Ill go home, perhaps ill take a nap
Jayne E Sep 2019
he brings me peace
wrapped up in love
his love is tender sweet
we fit together hand in glove

he knows just such
to soothe me right
and when I need his touch
to be strong with might

he found me blue
bruised petals torn
knew what to say and do
to chase away my forlorn

he has ruined me now
for any other ever
with the love he endows
a bond too strong to sever

he is more than a good man
my respect for him grows
depend upon him I can
as he can me he knows

the love he gives is so good
forever my heart his to keep
at last love manifest as it should
forever I am his little meep

J.C. "little meep" 19/09/2019
Jayne E Apr 2019
Am I awake or am I dreaming?..
'reality' can be misleading
So let's strip it down
Take it back to source
Soul searching - √ (tick) done
It's pivotal(pineal?)
Of course!
Je pense donc je suis
Of that I'm sure
Hold on...dreaming? Awake?
Unsure once more
Come on _ give me a break!
Oh lordy Lou my brain is Swiss cheese
Misfiring synapse perhaps?
Brain freeze?
Relapse?
Deja Vu?
Phew!
Methinks (not again!) I am _
am I?
Or just overloaded jeez
Did someone mention cheese?
Yum yum __ yes please!
Hmmm
more likely I just need
A summer holiday nap!

J.C. "little meep" 25/04/2019.
Jayne E Nov 2020
he brings me peace
wrapped up in love
his love is tender sweet
we fit together as hand in glove

he knows just such
to soothe me right
and when I need his touch
to be strong with might

he found me blue
bruised petals torn
knew what to say and do
to chase away my forlorn

he has ruined me now
for any other ever
with the love he endows
a bond too strong to sever

he is more than a good man
my respect for him grows
depend upon him I can
as he can me he knows

the love he gives is so good
forever my heart his to keep
at last love manifest as it should
forever I am his little meep

© J.C.
Jayne E Apr 2019
"Day 7, thread will end"
take it from she who knows, about
"how long is a piece of string",
Of trust broken under golden rings,
and of damp dirt floor
Some threads never end.
my child still lives back in time
tied desires dreams fractured
rightly, by visions sick, unsightly,
and back back hurtling back
she goes nightly
to tickr-tickr-tickr-tickr
projector unspills spools
pooled once more
on that damp dirt earth floor
ungodly film flickers on screen
as mentioned unpealed screams
and love lies bleeding
in the corner horned beast seething
teeth sharp gleaming
Her sick belly feeling for the *****
tied her desires to him, weep, weep,
with twisted blade sunk deep,
purchase gained there's no more sleep
Hush hush now baby don't you cry,
he will polish your screams
he will bleed you dry
So hush hush dry your tears
unbind your sighs and fears
Monster dances in a leap to the left,
he has more for you to see
before you can be free,
it's one more for the road, then home to bed.
Did I mention before, I'm long time dead.

J.C. "little meep" 25/04/2019.
Jayne E Sep 2019
words in heards
birds little
flocks of sheep
silly play
mindful mines
horses neigh
nonsensical lines
of little meep
frolic to fros
ahhh eeee
I.O.U.
you do?
vow els ems ens
*** ohs!
constant ends
twaddle
twiddle
fiddle
******
shape of mouth
little tongue
flick
t - t - t- t -
make sound
stick
mind bending
never ending
better working
over shirking
linger
languid
language
lover
over
cover
covert
©
coven
­hocus pocus
locale locus
abra cadabra
shallamazoo
eni meni miny mo
it's you!

J.C.
Jayne E Sep 2019
A poetry forum that I was part of recently shut down, sadly, and in that forum, I had a LOT of 'conversations' in rhyme, poetry, etc...I'm going to be posting a few here..they were written as responses originally to either a poem or a comment(s)...so are untitled..mostly..

Excerpts #1

You shine brighter than the sun
Lighter than air on the run
Lift my heart and bring the fun
Newly new thing far from done

You gift me starry bright wishes
10699 sweetly salted kisses
Even offer to do the dishes
Healing my hearts deeper fissures

My spirit's lighter now you around
Real feels deeply felt do abound
In your oceans I beg let me drown
Be my king wear me as your crown

We started slow we tried to keep
In check emotions so true so deep
Did then tender steep and creep
It's done I'm  all yours call me "meep"

I want to lie so still in your arms
Show you all my every charms
Love & annoint body with your balms
From my lost lips i utter lost psalms

You send me places never been
Gift me feels until you unseen
Soul union deep only dreamed
I'm your cherry will you be my cream

It would take forever and a day
To list here and for me to say
How you move me & all the ways
My heart sings when we're at play

Take me home lay me by the river
Set my ***** all fret and shiver
Unselfish my lover my lovely giver
Sets our souls entwined forever.
Yep.. it's a love 'poem' surprise surprise..
Rachel Armstrong Nov 2021
as I drift to sleep
every night, the same
fans whirring, not a meep
in the dusk, the night, the tame

I begin to wonder
and I begin to ponder
how I could deter
these thoughts of mine.

of the serenity
and the intensity
the calmness
and the soft embrace

as the lace of my mind
fades into time
and I remember, my kind
and hope they, benign

I wonder, and wonder
I wonder, and ponder
I wonder, and sunder
I wonder, and blunder
into a new kind of comfort

that the darkness I wish
that I want to dismiss
yet seems so delicious
despite the dread
that exists only
in my head

I think of the darkness
and of what sort of kindness
the end of my existence might bring
drifting into silence
with no malice, no chalice
no cup overflown

no words to express
the cozy love I condone
that might be known
if I just take the one step
and end it on my own.
Jayne E Apr 2019
Is sweetest summer on the wane
Surely tis too soon
Morning runs taken in cooling air
find cicada rhythms slowing down,
this running rhythm running my life,
my cicada, my cicada, my cicada,
constant in summer air through morn,
noon, or sultry lovers nights, never ready to trade you down for winters
antiseptic silent days,
no beats to my inner drum
runs taken relished now
in fading summers sun.
Ti kōuka palms out in full flower
a sight against blue skies
their heady scent olfactory delight
wafts on as I power by
'she's' running again & headed 'home'
to her beloved Maungakiekie
mourns summers imminent end
as all its beauty's she does name,
with feet a'fire and hair aflame,
in passing summers sun.

J.C. "little meep" 26/03/2019

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