"oly" poems
what the hell is love anyway? why is there this supposed special connection to someone. And why do we fret so much when it goes away? what makes it different than a friendship? is it the extra doses of horomones you get from kissing? (wich, lets face it, is oly a trigger to the brain to think of ****** contact) why must humans search and find this ONE person the propose impossible promises to? Most animals just let their ****** need envelope them when they choose and dont think too much on the subject. But doses of religion and morals of society prohibit us from doing that. Are those morals the things telling us to seek out this unreasonable aspect of love? are those morals the secret to these pain-inflicting circumstances? becasue, all feelings are are certain levels and mixtures of horomones in the brain, so love is nothing more than a science. The thing that seperates the link between enjoing someone as a friend and as a suitor is *** and the eason people get heartbroken and cry over losers who hurt them are merely the fault of morals
Jun 6, 2010
Jun 6, 2010 at 4:50 PM UTC
the last soft pretzel has been sold
he puts the mustard jar
......back into the cart
and "home" he rolls
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there was an old lady who lived in Sheboygan
she had so many children
she moved to new york city
and got on welfare
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he was a "podigy"
he coulda been jesus
but he decided to be
........................lebron james
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gentle breezes
the bicycling boy
yellow shirt against the park's greenery
and the deep blue sky
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growing unto night!
the angelic sense of "her nurturing"
all in her EYE
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an obvious "sentence"
the world's been imploded!
(and is an ugly worn out place!)
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the towers have fallen
oly homeland security
on the c.i.a.
watching us now
Aug 2, 2010
Aug 2, 2010 at 11:58 AM UTC
That crazy colored tribal pattern
That almost matches your purse
With the edges that are fraying
And the rubber that's separating
From the streets of downtown Oly
To the sandy shores of the beach
Down the Cherry Creek Trail
And Easton Town Center Mall
Soles worn down and coming out
White rubber now turned brown
Seams pulling out, fabric ripped
Stretched and worn to a perfect fit
CO to WA, OH to ON
All around and back again
Mountains, plains, oceans, and streets
They're always on my feet
Jun 25, 2013
Jun 25, 2013 at 11:27 AM UTC
Rab országban rab a lélek
Álmukban látják, hogy eszerint kélnek
Sokszor érzik, hogy tenni is félnek,
Mert elmenni vagy maradni egyaránt vétek.
Rab országban rab a gondolat
Megfélemlítő a véleményáradat
Köves partjain töredezik a vakolat
Bélyegét rányomja az uralkodó-i hangulat.
Rab országban kirakatválasztások
Üvegarccal ellátott ó-rendszerváltozások
El nem feledett múltbéli hazugságok
Alkotják fog hegyén a megrekedt átkot;
Hisz rab országban megállt végleg
Nem érdekel senkit a rothadó lényeg
Belülről zabálja széjjel a féreg
S démonok torkából zeng az ítélet,
Hogy a szabadság nem egy állandó tényező
Csak addig a miénk, míg van hozzá levegő
És nem nyugszik bele búsan a független megvető
Hogy szépiaszínre vált lassan egy gondolat, oly felemelő,
Hogy csak szabad országban lehet szabad az élet,
Tengerkék igazával megvetettek a remények
S nappalok, holnapok, éjszakák vagy fényévek
Távlatából sem csorbulnak a ránk váró jövőképek.
Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 9:54 AM UTC
Dominic ******** › Love So Dear by BR 39 minutes ago
This poem is so ****** I pooped blood out , check mine out people 100 times better than this **** , ,100 times
Dominic ******** › funny how it turns by Sylkie Smoothie 39 minutes ago
Your poem is **** , check mine out people , 100 times better than this , 100 times
Dominic ******** › **** by GussE 40 minutes ago
What a ****** poem , check mine out people , 100 times better than this piece of crappp
Dominic ******** › Life In The Battlefields No. 50 by David 41 minutes ago
****** poetry dude , check mine out beoble 100 times better than this . 100 times
Dominic ******** › Untitled by Oly Light 42 minutes ago
This is **** , check mine out beoble ! you poem is **** ! mine is better , like a 100 times better
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*cocked mouth * i lyk dat bby
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Feb 17, 2014
Feb 17, 2014 at 6:33 AM UTC
Christ’s glaring birth in a
Holy exquisite manger to
Ring the arrival of godsend
In this grim world with a
Sacred peaceful smile and
Tender divine eyes in
Mother Mary’s pure hands
Arising like a graceful
Shining star full of love!
Dec 22, 2017
Dec 22, 2017 at 9:31 AM UTC
Up with the sky
No one could pull me down from that height
Then I saw her face
Followed by loss of appetite
Out the pit I’ve had since she left
Empty and hollow, you were expecting polite?
I can’t ******* stomach you
Called us quits so I could get some insight
But I’ve been inhaling secondhand lovers
I’ll never forget those summers
Meanwhile broken whispers chant:
oly oly oxen free
Finding who we used to be
oly oly oxen free
Back to where the wild things run free
oly oly oxen free
Running until they collide with the sea
"Come out and play"
But the Siren is hiding from me
And I from her
I’m burning down every lighthouse in sight
Hoping she never makes it home
Who’s hiding from who?
I don’t think this house will ever be your home
Oct 29, 2015
Oct 29, 2015 at 11:53 PM UTC
"Confess my love........ you're
Holy to me." You get me, you
Understand me! I love you! You make everything better.
Right now, I just want to be with you, "a time
Capsule for the future"...."I'm just a
Human trying to avoid certain doom."
Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 12:13 AM UTC
I hug her,
I laugh out with her ,
I play with her ,
I kiss her,
I take her everywhere,every day
I tell her the stories of my heart.
Yes now im in love with her
After you have gone...
After I let u go with him...
I hug her out of sorrow,
I laugh with her crying Fr the lost tomorrow,
I play with her so that she doesn't remind me of you,
I kiss my painful heart...
I tell her the stories of how im dieying
After you said adieu
You found your new boy
And I found my new gal
Oly difference is u chose him over me..
& me left with no choice,accepted her
And she is pain,loneliness,darkness
Sep 29, 2017
Sep 29, 2017 at 8:55 AM UTC
Swell
cut back
trace the outline of my shadow
with caution tape
Holy **** I'm about to die
Arpeggios
Metronomical beats
****** the tempo
with a chorale prelude
This time in Pig Latin:
Oly-Hay Uck-Fay, M-Iay Bout-Aay O-Tay Ie-Day
Out of key
with somber inflections
Press on my dear, Press on
with a dog eared national geographic
bookmarked to all the places I want to travel
One more time for someone who cares:
Nov 2, 2017
Nov 2, 2017 at 10:49 AM UTC