"pul" poems
Embrace differs from suffocation
as love differs from hate
in the sense that
your passion of Christ
swings one way
but your compass rose
blooms in both yards
I’d never plant flowers by you.
Comparisons of beauty
pul-chrit-ud-i-n-ous
soil the soil
mark the territory
dog **** couldn’t save you
Bound by situation
a sad plight
out of my hands
not large enough to
cup a sufficient sip
water from the well
I couldn’t fall down
I’ll break the mug
shattered until shards
replace the linoleum floor
walking on eggshells
has never been so easy
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 11:24 PM UTC
Closed heart
Closeted mind
Apart as one
Closely fine
Stitched seams
Loosely tight
Everything's great
And not alright
Fighting internally
External bruises inflicted
Carrying burdens
Heavy
Even oxen
Wont
Bear
Spooky night
Haunting chills
Souls taken
Upon thrills
Oh closeted heart
Closed eyes
Gouged
A sight
To devious to view
Do you think of me.
For i dream of you
A love
So lustful
Sexually taunting
Welcome sensual spirit
Goodbye wanting
Shoveling fears
6ft under
Lightening
Shocks of thunder
Pul me down
Closely fine
TO far from me
Near being mine
To hell i go
For i truly know
Demons stich me down
Loosely tight
Moments right
Shoveling fear
Laying burdens
Hard to care
The end is here
Murray
Feb 26, 2012
Feb 26, 2012 at 12:59 PM UTC
A misty morning smitten by frolicking waves sang out.
Close stood we in the buffeting breezes.
To and fro our rapture flowed.
Standing. on naked feet
In sandy drift. Closer we stood.
The gulls lamented their soitary ways
Taken afar by arrogant breezes.
Aloft and far above.
Soaring,drifting asleep on woven wings.
Sing sweet lamted days gone long in stormy skies
Now ice and cloudless.
Close stood we. Buffeted by mighty chance the god of the restless
They questioned.
How long?
How strong?
Will weary time intervene. Among and between
And pul love apart. Brick by brick. Moment by memory.
For it's own sake.
Gentle hands gripped tightly
Hearts believing.
Eyes assuring.
Breathless
Scatterd mist lit on silent tears
Heads bowed to stay the course..
Forever said we.
Closer we stood.
Never ending.
Endless
Said we.
May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 9:35 PM UTC
There she go
There she go
The most beautiful Girl in the world
There she go
There she go
In the world the most beautiful Girl
There she go
There she go
The most beautiful girl in the world
That my eyes ever seen
There she go
There she go
Dedicated to the most beautiful girl in the world that I ever Known, you the only girl in the world that exsit to me, I pulled my shovel out cleared space in my heart forget them other girls there's a hole in my heart a spot just you, the only one that I'm diggin on you the fruit from my life tree apple of eye picking on you I am not a bully I will never mistreat you captivated by your beauty eye to eye from across the room come closer let's warm each other's heart with our body heat step into my world, your *** appeal is so vicious you look delicious spin around let me get another look you made my world twril on a lovers axis, gravity pul ain't no deny this attraction go ahead girl just flaunt it you make me want it my world is yours the most beautiful girl
The work for your love is worth the hard labor my love for you is past exaggerated instigated by my admiration, I can't imagine you not living in my world would leave me devastated, let me show that my love for U ain't overrated sharing passionate moments together that's R- rated highly anticipated, sharring my love for you we are bound to stick together now or later you the Queen of my World your presence will be appreciated, you the only girl in the world that's meant for me you define my purpose to love cherishing the most beautiful girl in the world
To most beautiful girl in the world
There she go
There she go
Most beautiful girl in my world
In my world
In the world
There she go
There she go
The most beautiful girl
In the world that I ever known
There she go
There she go
There she go
Most beautiful girl in the world
Nov 15, 2018
Nov 15, 2018 at 12:22 AM UTC
If you don’t have it, money’s everything.
But once you do, it’s not the only king.
It’s just a medium — not the final goal.
Yet still, it plays a very vital role.
Azerbaijani Turkic version:
Pul, olmasa, hər nədir.پول، اوْلماسا، هر نهدیر
Olsa, sanma hər nədir. اولسا، سانما هر نهدیر
Aracdır, amac deyil, آراجدیر، آماج دئییل
Gərək ola hər nədir. گرهک اوْلا هر نهدیر
Jun 2, 2025
Jun 2, 2025 at 6:08 AM UTC
Yes I write for fun be it good or bad
but I seek not the vanity of every single add
ok occasionally I'll pul a poem from the pile
And add it to a collection only if it is worthwhile
Yes according to the rules vanity its called
To add everything you write to every collection called
So interpretation of collection well for me a message clear
if I write of love add to a collection very dear
I see writers here who are very very very good
but please dont add regardles of collections writ for good
You write the words of brilliant prose, others cant compete
but why add a thousanc times the daily poem you do seek
Please, let others be the judge, let others cast their vote
Lets start to be more sensible, lets no longer gloat
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 6:41 PM UTC
Our toes were in the sand,...
when I saw your eyes
...fade
Something in the timing of your...blink
...something vacant in all//that//green
So vivid; the moment//sepia tone Poloroid in
my brain.
...more honestly,...I felt it,... mostly
You had stopped
seeing
///me.
Ohhhhh,... you let~me~love~you
one.more.time.
You rushed in and then.you.were.out.
{how you always liked to
Come
and go}.
And there was little ten/der/ness in it
Your eyes had always pul(owned)led me
in...
Until. that.
Mo/ment
...and I Knew.
It was
over.
.
Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 8:45 PM UTC
on & off
where. does. it. stop.
oh,..how
youknowhowtokissme
,...so _. slow
&
^^^^^^ in>>>tense
& yet
you
[ insist ]
i'm. not.
what you
#want
even _ as
you
| **** | in your breathe
& gasp your
)>>>release
My tongue; your
Pul - SE;
' ' nails
in my
~ ~ skin.
back/again.
Let{ting} go
,...let me
{in}
Mar 25, 2017
Mar 25, 2017 at 10:27 PM UTC
It's me, being a broken record
Yeah the expression of Zep-pul
in as in they're good but most people
cared about what they consider an obscure
rock group from "across the water"
Wooo, Awesome - words they say that really describer
something just here in the States to
them that get on my nerves since the
people who utter them find themselves
so worldly I want to know what are they doing being patriotic for.
Tolkien novels and those movies with
Daniel Radcliffe - I'm big deal since
most Americans are about fantasy with a
European bent.
Far out describing a crazy person seems to
be implying that the crazy are a bunch
of simpleton communists if what my
guess is by what they mean by far out is correct.
These are just a few of the utterances of
pinkos in the country who in my opinion want
to overthrow the federal government.
Aug 28, 2017
Aug 28, 2017 at 3:01 PM UTC