"nock" poems
**** SON
I see your name glisten, your heart races
And with this multikill you will reach high places
scream aloud and build up the streak
Listen to fggts as they critique
MLG m9, Don't play if your noob
hardc0re the only way we do
1v1 m3 if your so tough
Il nock you out, im 6ft and buff
**** dont even try to stop me
Im a genius, im pro, im to mlgee
The more you boast, the harder you'll crash
*** off m9 your just jealous of my ca$h
******* HACKER
**** off scrub you dont even lift
Hubris and Pride, condemned and forsaken
Act like a god, treated like Satan
The game is over, you've won and congrats.
I'm sure your more of a man after that.
mlg for lyfe
yeah right
onto the next game because you're alone
and need people online to call your own
Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 6:55 AM UTC
Give me your soul, heart and hands
Give me your wildest dreams
Let's ride the train to where the rainbow lands
We just need to follow the beams
It's a one ticket ride
But new friends are waiting on board
You don't need to be shy and hide
Today is your day, just look at the colourful road
Think of something, and make a wish
Directly when we reach the blue
You could be famous you could be rich
Anything in your mind will become true
Orange is for happiness
Something blue can't give you
Neither money nor greatness
It's rare, but not contained by few
Don't you ever mix orange with blue
Or you will get brown
Then instead of happiness, depression will be a glue
And that might nock you down
If you wounder what does violet represent
"Your childhood and past"
All those years you have spent
You will feel like they were a blast
Red is for romance
Love, passion and forgiveness
"I love you" it's not hard to pronounce
But only if you had the guts and patience
Try to mix violet with red
You will find purple all around
Your first love will fill your head
And you will dance till you shake the ground
When sadness take over, know that it's grey
Your heart beat will start to fade
But God is in your side so start to pray
All your problems will turn to shade
Every colour has its own story
Its own symbol, its own taste
And on that rainbow, each got its own territory
Its own look, and its own rate
So come on and mount the Rainbow Train
Lets follow a colourful beam
With no stops, with no 'U' turns
It'll fly with its colourful rainbow steam
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 11:28 AM UTC
I tell you
My name is William Cupid
I see that apple in your eye
Have no fear my dear
off the rack
I'll nock
pull back
and let these arrows fly
Aug 10, 2023
Aug 10, 2023 at 10:02 PM UTC
Dis is one dream that won’t be pleasant
I’m the master, you the peasant
Broken Ankles and Totaled Cars
Really!? More like Strange Dreams from weird bars
Guess it can’t be, Queens too young
In a club, hands w’d get tied, like your tongue
More like a wanna be princess, than a true Queen
You got weak poems like Death by Dopamine
Mo like, Death by Dope Poet, me!
Ya best run back to the Prayer Closest gurll
Time for a Waking up, I’m da King of the world
There are two things you can take
That your Unabridged Loc Bat and your Mistake
Show some Self-Control SISS
Gonna get your ******* in a great big twist
Your right about one thing, it’s My Fault
That you’re stumblin’ in the hundred, an I’m winin the vault
BOO HOO! Handle With Care
My rhymes nock your teeth out and pull your hair (Not me, rhymes. No violence towards women!)
I Release my poems, to be a my ****
You’ll be reciting’ Memories of You, like a drug
You asked the question, What I May Lose
It aint up to you B, it’s for me to choose
You were So Close, you could almost taste it
In stepped the King, now your poems aint worth sh…..
Yo Yo! Listen up all you shawtys
Ya steppin’ to the Kng, you must b chugging foties
Take a herd of ya’ll to get in my face
Talken to you, Somethin’ and Madison Grace
This is the toughest challenge you’ll ever face
Betta get fifty of ya all pseudo poets
Cuz you’re the what?
And I’m the KNOW IT!!!!!!!
Jan 22, 2013
Jan 22, 2013 at 9:37 AM UTC
If I could say one last thing you'd know I was different
You’d see these walls as something else
You’d see the holes for footing
The scars on my shoulders
From the grappling hooks I’ve shaken
It’s a reflex
I’d like to reset
If I could
I’d rip the seesaw from my spine
Break the balance in the fulcrum of my chest
So when you jump away
I don’t fall from you
Call me swing set
Give my arms monkey bar bravery
So I can shimmy close enough for you to see
I want you here
I won’t try and nock you off
I am done playing chicken
I am done playing chicken
Foot on the gas pedal beggin god I run you off the road
Again
This path I am on
Is lonely
I know this
I want to tell you I love you
When I know you won’t say it back
If you could
Shake the dust from your knees
After my walls reflexed a shiver
In your embrace so hard
You fell to the floor
If you stuck around long enough
You’d see
All the cotton I swallowed
So when I heard you leaving
You wouldn’t hear me say
Stay
If I could say one last thing
You’d know
I was different
Was better
Might be ready
With enough patience
Please stay
Apr 18, 2012
Apr 18, 2012 at 6:51 PM UTC
I though we are made for each other.
But that's only cause i didn't want to have another.
Sweet love sweeter lies, wild dreams take me to the otherside.
Black beard and dreamy eyes the hotset campaning in my longest ride.
Had me down brings me up back and nock me down to **** me up.
Covring my ears blinding my eyes getting prepared to tear me up.
Wild girl with big dreams, play the game with no fears.
Keep my self high.
I do believe i can reach the very high sky.
Baby i just want u to know that The tables turn.
You can confirme i'll make you burn.!
~'~'~'~
Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 5:48 PM UTC
Keep Being A mouthed chord
Knuckle's Brace Acute angles, hoping to feel safe
Knots Bring Anguish to a man with no patience
Knit Better Antlers if you want to survive in the wild
Kings Bombed Acceptance eager to heap on seconds, thirds
Knees Borrow Answers when shaved, scratched stiff
Knock Bravery Around and it will spin, dizzy and sick
Know Broken Angel's and in time jazz will sound like warm Yeager poured over January ice
May 25, 2012
May 25, 2012 at 12:07 AM UTC
An old boy's philosophy, ambles up
arrow in one hand,
strung bow in the other…
Aim at nothing,
you cannot miss.
I watch this idea, nothing more, no thing,
a thought…
nock the shaft, draw back the bow,
but
not as I expected, not
as I saw ahead, not
aiming at the skies, outmost limit…
no,
this arrow aimed at me.
Or was it you?
Mustabin you, or nothing, as intended,
I was aiming at nothing,
to prove I could still hit it as easily as once,
when I was young,
and at the brink… of next, laughing
Mar 20, 2021
Mar 20, 2021 at 3:11 PM UTC
Sliver slice emotional ties
Inhabiting a box of lies
drifting farther; farther from you
all of which I knew to be true.
morphing mystic synergies
and energies; synthetic
seeing is believing
the constant tug of our desires
time streams karmic choices
Dust collecting on the wires
of corruption much like rust
on a silver slicing sword
You want to scrape this blade clean
While I occupy a maze
of free lance opposition
Feed my needing to be free
of the hold you have on me.
Fighting with myself
to leave this life behind
When I've seen it all before
each ploy, plot, nock, laughter
Play my role to paper thin
now I'm breathing in disaster
Nov 11, 2011
Nov 11, 2011 at 1:46 PM UTC
In my mind, way back I am waiting for my fears to nock me off this track. Slowly I hurt, inside, Already I am looking for a safe haven to go and hide.
In my heart, deep down, There is a patient giving love that can not be ever found.
The soul is aging, in time, has known opening up to exist as an unnoticed crime. So now is here, demanding, while pain in me recieves help to keep expanding. No history lives, without, any affection having been taken away, to leave this doubt.
All I give truely, I posess, having little to endear, leaves my emotions a constant mess.
Others encourage, others, I have never seen any couples still happy to be lovers.
On my face, I cry, over and again my heart will believe the devils evil lie.
In my hands, dirt rest, where this life's love served me it's very best.
SDPope
Jan 23, 2010
Jan 23, 2010 at 6:46 PM UTC
Down the rabbit hole,
and off the beaten path,
I met you smiling,
arms open, ready to laugh
I couldn't get enough of that infectious grin;
My eyes greedily lingered on you
as if a look gave me everything.
I had great expectations for my new found friend; you untangled some knots to make my heart beat right again. I envisioned us together, just two people, having fun. But I guess things that are as sweet as honey and rich as vanilla must come to an end.
I got unfairly close.
a mistake on my front.
I couldn't help myself from getting near
such a warm, cozy light.
I'm like a moth on a zapper... I should have know what was right.
You illuminated my world,
Like a candle in a dark room.
I was too fixed on the flame to notice the mess being made,
wax dripping to the table,
slowly making the candle smaller and smaller.
It ended with earl gray.
A hot cup of tea.
Too bad I had to nock it
all over me.
Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 10:33 PM UTC
Woman
It was being you
Becalm you, are you
Just
A woman
now you nock me down
look you made my nose bleed
F * * K you woman
go home
and wait for tomorrow you will feel small.
Feb 1, 2013
Feb 1, 2013 at 5:49 PM UTC
He's a rescuer
And he was
Rescuing the
People that
Was drowning
Also he gave
Then CPR
And nock on wood
They are fine now
Aug 21, 2023
Aug 21, 2023 at 9:15 AM UTC
The day came to an end as the fiery embers of the burning sun hung low and hid behind bruised clouds, setting into the darkening ground far off into the horizon. I looked down and checked the aged and black shaft of the arrow that I absentmindedly twirled between the worn life grooves of my hand. It had been shot many times and taken just as many lives but still remained true and sturdy. The broad head could have used a little sharpening but was still sharp enough to tear and rip thru the thick flesh of most big game. I muttered softly and straggly as I checked the nock. The hoarseness in my voice telling me that it had been a long time since I took a sip from my flask. The smell of courage hung in the air of my breath after a few small gulps; enough to feel the warmth spread evenly over the taste of my tongue and into my bloodstream, coursing it's burn thruout the extremities of my body. I watched out of the broken tree limbs, thorn bush, and **** grass makeshift blind and kept my eyes peeled on the decaying sunlit landscape for any signs of movement as the hunger in my stomach grumbled it's ache aloud. I took another drink to quiet it down and notched the arrow onto the string of my Hoyt compound bow, reading the arrow and my nerves for the **** that I had been anticipating and waiting for the past twelve hours but had also been waiting and anticipating for many days of my long and tired life...
Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 8:21 PM UTC
you're the nock on the bow, determining the distance
and the depth
phenomenal thing that you are
I can't wait
oh I can't wait!
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 1:52 PM UTC
*Not another word
keeps time so deep.
how another joy
fails, love speaks...
gone into the wound
the healing murk
of sleep
ever
drives a nail into
the navel of
a long
dream.
II
keep
another star for your own
before you bleed.
set the fires you must keep
where you camp
in dust.
draw the hard spun truth
from your bow.
nock the arrow for your cupid
and just let
go.*
Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 2:06 PM UTC
bo po ci Łacinie niet łatwo? tzn. łewo? to po co huj znać polschen!? a... huja darmo.
it's an "alternative" - or it's an
~alternative: a hypher-inflated
(see how the conjunction
reverse skipped? ski ski scalp?!)
the germanic peoples are so:
quasi! they...
you feel Asiatic?!
then why the ****
are you squirming?
Pogana Syn...
piszem to jem spokojny...
a tym, czerp co?!
huja w windzie!?
głowa wisiąca w stajni?!
grob twe matki
na: pochybel!
i to: stos!
gwar i rydzyc kto i
szto... hujah skor:
na Krem wasz; Pan:
ŚCZ! - jew! say the rest,
what's missing? I!
widzi? o! ser myj "blady"...
nad sejm...
bo niby 'ski...
o pats ty! niby nie!
se: gavron na sto
radzi! ha ha ha...
bydle skuf-wyryte!
a tu smakiem:
szemlać? tak ?
daj chlopu schować:
co dar ziemi chce zabrać...
ty chańbo, ty srokim zgiem:
by dać Ukraine w baw: chowanego:
oddać!
tyś! Azjatyk...
a czym ti zapomni: tym ci ja:
przypomne!
pełzag: Y, I, J -
klątw i hubris zza dnia:
na codzień -
o nie...
ty po polsku będziesz mi mówić
z pod nóg...
i ja ci nad glowa ci pendem nad
glow...
a wskarz ani pier ani po:
bedzie wart prawd;
co mi tam:
ink rusujy jeno: bleh... cyli germana
blah... cyli: ь... ali to: niewigoda!
zed miszem tlo?
ah... harcik! harcik! myszem zle!
no kaza-g'nock... miszem sto razy źle!
funny, isn't it? punctuating from
above?
you can't reflect on this but
you can ingest a Kandinsky?!
i'll say it a second time:
if i need to acquire a fascination with
IKEA manuals... i'll tell you!
p.s. a lesson in:
how you counter learning the alphabet.
Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 11:37 PM UTC