"morgans" poems - Hello Poetry

Summer heat summer sweet With a wealthy nature, rich pheromones erupt Birds n tha bees escape the trees Please don't plant your seeds But throw the leaves Up n up To get down and drop Where the dirt pops Ken keseys ashes Edible umbrellas turn rainy days on their head spinning pupils wide void of discontentment Fairies fly off clouds and stars fall at day Impossible, feelings are blown in and out of proportion to fit a screen thats too small Tough love Tough life Slick surface don't let me fall off the boat as it rocks Swisher wraps over the curves Got me feelin lucky like a charm Cheef all day got me smellin dank as a Rastafarian Only stoppin to sip my Captain Morgans moonshine Till we hit the caribbean Then Jack's got me headin for tides end Early Flush the bile outta your system And spiral out of controls iron hand **** responsibility, Apathy rules all. Paper crane ******* get all superficial but yellow bones make my brain go fuzzy in smokey *** In n out, fast n slow Nicotine dominates My senses are lost at Molly That ***** finger ****** my life Made me *** every time This unhealthy relation in action doesn't phase me yet, I'm too young to think that far I mean What do you expect? A Teens crowded perceptions can be judged like a bums intentions. Peace my brotha Dandy danny says theres a way out -side with the rap culture Shots of rebellion pour through the cracks we each fill The glass Is too cracked to be see-through West coast vibes kick back lax attitude I carry on my shoulders Forever green is my state Wash that **** off your lawn crack *** haters I'll spray paint your *** Equality's the goal **** race **** sexuality I see soul Open up Show me your beat I'll count bars as we spit elicited slurs drizzled to drops leaving the cops to stop us Quit Obeyin the brand

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Jul 31, 2014

Jul 31, 2014 at 5:05 AM UTC

sofia-von

Summer Heat Summer Sweet

Summer heat summer sweet With a wealthy nature, rich pheromones erupt Birds n tha bees escape the trees Please don't plant your seeds But throw the leaves Up n up To get down and drop Where the dirt pops Ken keseys ashes Edible umbrellas turn rainy days on their head spinning pupils wide void of discontentment Fairies fly off clouds and stars fall at day Impossible, feelings are blown in and out of proportion to fit a screen thats too small Tough love Tough life Slick surface don't let me fall off the boat as it rocks Swisher wraps over the curves Got me feelin lucky like a charm Cheef all day got me smellin dank as a Rastafarian Only stoppin to sip my Captain Morgans moonshine Till we hit the caribbean Then Jack's got me headin for tides end Early Flush the bile outta your system And spiral out of controls iron hand **** responsibility, Apathy rules all. Paper crane ******* get all superficial but yellow bones make my brain go fuzzy in smokey *** In n out, fast n slow Nicotine dominates My senses are lost at Molly That ***** finger ****** my life Made me *** every time This unhealthy relation in action doesn't phase me yet, I'm too young to think that far I mean What do you expect? A Teens crowded perceptions can be judged like a bums intentions. Peace my brotha Dandy danny says theres a way out -side with the rap culture Shots of rebellion pour through the cracks we each fill The glass Is too cracked to be see-through West coast vibes kick back lax attitude I carry on my shoulders Forever green is my state Wash that **** off your lawn crack *** haters I'll spray paint your *** Equality's the goal **** race **** sexuality I see soul Open up Show me your beat I'll count bars as we spit elicited slurs drizzled to drops leaving the cops to stop us Quit Obeyin the brand

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This is a formal complaint to one Cupid on behalf of the population of earth. We find that you've become somewhat, how can we put it mildly.... unsavory ever since you started drinking. We've found that you have not been taking your job seriously at all since that time We were understanding at first. Your job? It's not an easy one. It tolerates almost no failure, and requires both physical and mental capacity that is beyond what most of us can spare. However...we feel that the alcohol is affecting your judgement and character in a way that we can no longer accept. Below, we've listed the particularly heinous abuses of your power 1. Taking bets on what you can make people fall in love with. John is now smitten with a cactus while Jenny can't stay away from the inflatable Santa Claus on the Morgans' lawn. 2. Having very attractive women fall in love for your...erm...personal pleasure. That's just offensive 3. Having members of the same family fall in love. The vulgarity of it all is just appalling! It's an ****** epidemic! 4. Shooting your arrows at Rhinoceroses and then laughing as they charge a poor unsuspecting person is not funny. 5. Likewise, shooting an unsuspecting person and having them fall in love with a Rhinoceros who doesn't reciprocate is equally unfunny 6. Last, but not least...Please fix the Republican Candidates. Mitt Romney and Rick ******** are trying to get married next week. While I'm happy that they are now "for" gay marriage, this cannot be tolerated. So? Do you have anything to say for yourself? Is that alcohol I smell on your breath? You don't even care, do you? Well...we have no choice but to revok---OW! Oh dear.

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Feb 14, 2012

Feb 14, 2012 at 10:02 PM UTC

j-a-doetsch

Drinking Problem

This is a formal complaint to one Cupid on behalf of the population of earth. We find that you've become somewhat, how can we put it mildly.... unsavory ever since you started drinking. We've found that you have not been taking your job seriously at all since that time We were understanding at first. Your job? It's not an easy one. It tolerates almost no failure, and requires both physical and mental capacity that is beyond what most of us can spare. However...we feel that the alcohol is affecting your judgement and character in a way that we can no longer accept. Below, we've listed the particularly heinous abuses of your power 1. Taking bets on what you can make people fall in love with. John is now smitten with a cactus while Jenny can't stay away from the inflatable Santa Claus on the Morgans' lawn. 2. Having very attractive women fall in love for your...erm...personal pleasure. That's just offensive 3. Having members of the same family fall in love. The vulgarity of it all is just appalling! It's an ****** epidemic! 4. Shooting your arrows at Rhinoceroses and then laughing as they charge a poor unsuspecting person is not funny. 5. Likewise, shooting an unsuspecting person and having them fall in love with a Rhinoceros who doesn't reciprocate is equally unfunny 6. Last, but not least...Please fix the Republican Candidates. Mitt Romney and Rick ******** are trying to get married next week. While I'm happy that they are now "for" gay marriage, this cannot be tolerated. So? Do you have anything to say for yourself? Is that alcohol I smell on your breath? You don't even care, do you? Well...we have no choice but to revok---OW! Oh dear.

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The tyrant stands Up against the club door A bulky guy 200 pounds and only six feet tall. I approach him, done up to a tee, He asks my age and I hand over my fake ID. Luckily it's raining, So he can't see my anxious look from underneath the dark umbrella. He nods me through And with disbelief I step into the Promise Land I have always strived to reach. Beautiful faces greet me On the other end, They stamp my hand and tell me to enjoy my weekend. We sit on stalls beside the bar and after the first few drinks I'm positive my judgement Will be marred. After the first act, I head for another Morgans and coke Standing by the decks the lead singer tells me a joke. A ginger head with a West End vibe, Said I very nearly made his night when I told him his sound seemed fresh yet familiar to me. But he left too soon, As they often do. The music plays on And I'm still trying To forget about you.

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Sep 3, 2015

Sep 3, 2015 at 11:45 AM UTC

emma-duncanson

West End Vibes

The tyrant stands Up against the club door A bulky guy 200 pounds and only six feet tall. I approach him, done up to a tee, He asks my age and I hand over my fake ID. Luckily it's raining, So he can't see my anxious look from underneath the dark umbrella. He nods me through And with disbelief I step into the Promise Land I have always strived to reach. Beautiful faces greet me On the other end, They stamp my hand and tell me to enjoy my weekend. We sit on stalls beside the bar and after the first few drinks I'm positive my judgement Will be marred. After the first act, I head for another Morgans and coke Standing by the decks the lead singer tells me a joke. A ginger head with a West End vibe, Said I very nearly made his night when I told him his sound seemed fresh yet familiar to me. But he left too soon, As they often do. The music plays on And I'm still trying To forget about you.

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Flicking through the unforgettable pages of your life, Choice of wording and choice of rhyme, Besides the unknown meaning behind your eyes, you don’t know the numb feeling inside. Numb, empty, emotionless expressions cast across your perplexing complexion, Hid behind multiple scars traced by its redemption, It stopped at the flash of a red light, Pulling on the cords of its life. Tight.

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Feb 26, 2018

Feb 26, 2018 at 6:18 PM UTC

PA1N

Morgans poem

Flicking through the unforgettable pages of your life, Choice of wording and choice of rhyme, Besides the unknown meaning behind your eyes, you don’t know the numb feeling inside. Numb, empty, emotionless expressions cast across your perplexing complexion, Hid behind multiple scars traced by its redemption, It stopped at the flash of a red light, Pulling on the cords of its life. Tight.

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