"unt" poems
A sportin' death! My word it was!
An' taken in a sportin' way.
Mind you, I wasn't there to see;
I only tell you what they say.
They found that day at Shillinglee,
An' ran 'im down to Chillinghurst;
The fox was goin' straight an' free
For ninety minutes at a burst.
They 'ad a check at Ebernoe
An' made a cast across the Down,
Until they got a view 'ullo
An' chased i'm up to Kirdford town.
From Kirdford 'e run Bramber way,
An' took 'em over 'alf the Weald.
If you 'ave tried the Sussex clay,
You'll guess it weeded out the field.
Until at last I don't suppose
As 'arf a dozen, at the most,
Came safe to where the grassland goes
Switchbackin' southwards to the coast.
Young Captain 'Eadley, 'e was there,
And Jim the whip an' Percy Day;
The Purcells an' Sir Charles Adair,
An' this 'ere gent from London way.
For 'e 'ad gone amazin' fine,
Two 'undred pounds between 'is knees;
Eight stone he was, an' rode at nine,
As light an' limber as you please.
'E was a stranger to the 'Unt,
There weren't a person as 'e knew there;
But 'e could ride, that London gent--
'E sat 'is mare as if 'e grew there.
They seed the 'ounds upon the scent,
But found a fence across their track,
And 'ad to fly it; else it meant
A turnin' and a 'arkin' back.
'E was the foremost at the fence,
And as 'is mare just cleared the rail
He turned to them that rode be'ind,
For three was at 'is very tail.
'Ware 'oles!' says 'e, an' with the word,
Still sittin' easy on his mare,
Down, down 'e went, an' down an' down,
Into the quarry yawnin' there.
Some say it was two 'undred foot;
The bottom lay as black as ink.
I guess they 'ad some ugly dreams,
Who reined their 'orses on the brink.
'E'd only time for that one cry;
''Ware 'oles!' says 'e, an' saves all three.
There may be better deaths to die,
But that one's good enough for me.
For mind you, 'twas a sportin' end,
Upon a right good sportin' day;
They think a deal of 'im down 'ere,
That gent what came from London way.
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This poem is translate from http://hellopoetry.com/poem/warrior-of-tamriel-warrior-of-realitys-breath/
Zu'u faas nid nuz koraav pah,
Dii dovah meyz fod Zu'u for.
Zu'u imaar verin voknau dii hadrim,
Ol nust swirl tuum tiid.
Zu'u kriist firm ahrk faar,
Waving dii zahkrii ko ven.
Dii lein los nunon kein,
Ol Zu'u krif wah juh.
Nid uth vis gesaag zey fos wah dreh,
Zu'u los Kinbokein do Keizaal.
Dii bodein los do krilaan praan,
ol dii noot everyday,
los raal wah gor.
Hi krif fah fos hi korah,
Hi dir voth dignity.
Zin yoz ko hin sostrah,
Ol hi unt wah krif stin.
Stinun prenlon fod Kendov kriist veyl,
Rok uv rek fent kos,
saviik wah lein.
Tuum Lein do Taazokaan,
Zu'u los Lokolteiren Rahzun,
Ahrk Punah.
Naangein vis kos kendov voknau strife,
Orin tuum daar kein,
Hi vis kos ges.
Aav reid,
Unad hin zen.
Hi fent kos krongrahkei,
Ahrk fen deserve Kendov Dinok.
Jur thy dragonkin nu.
Nust fen saraan hin arosend.
Voknau hin dovah,
Fent meyz thy untak.
Kest riin tuum lok do Taazokaan,
Ol Dovahkiin meyz,
Wah Lein do Keizaal.
Fus Ro Dah !
Jan 8, 2014
Jan 8, 2014 at 8:06 AM UTC
Skidmarks on your *******
Tells a tale on you-oo
Skidmarks on your *******
Shows you did a poo-oo.
Bet you twenty Euro
You and I are through
Skidmarks on your *******
Show you followed through.
Skidmarks on your *******
Skidmarks back and fro-ont
Shows you didn't wipe up
Your ******** or your cu-unt.
Bet you twenty Euro
You stupid little runt
Skidmarks on your *******
***** bumholed ****
Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 7:30 AM UTC
The real devil is social media
I am one with peace
Peace should be a chant
Everyone needs it
I shouldn't be drinking much
I shouldn't be stealing
But here I am, drunk as **** and talking to my ex girlfriend
My mom is really crazy
What kind of higher power makes her suffer
I'm ashamed
You deserved everything but the best and hopefully an extra large cup full of of hope will fill you up
Hopefully I'm not selfish
I'll believe in God if you cameback honestly
You were my one and only The real devil is social media
I am one with peace
Peace should be a chant
Everyone needs it
I shouldn't be drinking much
I shouldn't be stealing
But here I am, drunk as **** and talking to my ex girlfriend
My mom is really crazy
What kind of higher power makes her suffer
I'm ashamed
You deserved everything but the best and hopefully an extra large cup full of of hope will fill you up
Hopefully I'm not selfish
I'll believe in God if you cameback honestly
You were my one and only
The real devil is social media
I am one with peace
Peace should be a chant
Everyone needs it
I shouldn't be drinking much
I shouldn't be stealing
But here I am, drunk as **** and talking to my ex girlfriend
My mom is really crazy
What kind of higher power makes her suffer
I'm ashamed
You deserved everything but the best and hopefully an extra large cup full of of hope will fill you up
Hopefully I'm not selfish
I'll believe in God if you cameback honestly
You were my one and only
I might have said that twice
Nvm I'm fulfilled what am I even bringing up
****
So what if I have the world in my hands
I don't have you
Oh wait
I'm supposed to be forgetting
And I'll pray to the God my mom prays to unt the day you're mine again
DID I JUST REPEAT A LOT OF THAT
Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 1:45 AM UTC
Banane și unt de arahide,
Două corpuri dezvelite
De emoții și de haine
Și de-ncercări de măști "faine"
Fără concepte teoretice
Doar firi autentice
Mic dejun la pat și răsărit
Și o carte de citit,
Muzică pe fundal.
_M.
Sep 24, 2024
Sep 24, 2024 at 8:29 PM UTC
i.
you're hanging off the cross assigned to me and before i
appreciated it - i did, 't was really sweet of you
it seemed quite innocent at first; they threw stones at you, yes,
but
couldn't really hit you
they yelled and laughed and pointed at you
and i felt bad(though, hate me if you wish, i was so glad it
wasn't me they hit)for you, yet far not bad enough to start a crusade
in your favor(would you? start a crusade for me? i doubt)
now it's starting to get ugly and
imsorryimsorryimsorryforbeingselfish
they're munching on your flesh, devouring your """""sins"""""(they made them all up), they open their filthy mouths and blood, your blood falls down their crooked chins as they laugh and choke on you and keepondemolishingyou
their stones don't miss you anymore, and
neither do their knives
(BUT YOU ARE PROUD) you wouldn't ask for
help youareamanyoucanbearthisitsnotabig
deal
(and i now want to get you off my cross but
i don't think i can)
ii.
i'm holding out my hand at you
but you would die before you reach for
it.
iii.
AND THE WORST PART IS YOu make me want to strip
out of my clothes and help you out of yours and
have you till i stop wanting to tear my skin apart
till we can't say day from night, till
you and i can't walk and hardly manage to
inhale-exhale-inhale
till we forget we hate the world
till we forget to hate
i want to burn with you for you under
you
and this is really bad
iv.
pleasejustgetupfromyourchairwalkovertomekissmehardkissmylipsandeyesandwriststhendragmetoyourhousandne-verletmegopleaseplease please
v.
i'm scared of them and it is you they
h(a)unt
May 10, 2014
May 10, 2014 at 3:39 PM UTC
So, grasshopper....
What is love / to someone who is complaining?
Screaming. Wailing / Proudly prevailing / loudly Reprimanding
Or commanding Bounded feet
Pushing.
Shushing in rushing / Busiest with everyone else's business
Pushing.
Dumbfoundedly Enforcing. Forcing / mindlessly divorcing meaning?
Not knowing / Rather assuming or presuming
To speak not for himself
Instead for us, lauding law, howling for god
What is it without making / any sense? /
Having no reason?
What is love if only a word /
Sung or graffiti tag on walls / Ave. 3rd / blurbs
So to speak / a word / whispers...
Write or read / Flat screen / one dimensional unexperienced /
Word up / Another billboard's Loud propaganda
"Unt wonderbar sinfully delicious"
You will OBEY
Says snickers /
Harangue of commands
The replete of a single word / repeat
"Believe"
On and on / carrying calm
And what is forever to an insect? With brief breath
Vampyric Parasitic Abuzz
Without purpose but swarm
Wasted waning / Locust death Landscapes / we barely notice
Cherish just a starving word
So goes my question / Unanswered. Kept
distant. Unproven / underserved
The point is moot /
What is love / To you?
Without proof Without life
What are eyes without the light ?
What is love if nothing / If never born
A mind Emotes / oceans / swells /
Love ....
The tiniest of tempests
One thought becomes a storm
Felt Like dreams / Stars for diamond tears
Energy in living form... now asking why / Are we here?
No doubt It is to know love
And so... What is a good word?
Truth (the word of god)
Namaste
The eyes wordlessly say
Love light: Our beautiful day.
With every storm loud with thunder
A serenity found / Amidst All Life's blunders
So jump for joy, grasshopper... Being loved is like being found.
Finally seeing the awe and the wonder.
The clarity of a mind's eye, life is the dream
breathless heart you must plunder.
Fight fire not with fire, but with water
that which you can have but cannot hold...
and what is love
if not sharing a drink
like every storm
we all are wet underneath
like every heart must sometimes think
we will wake already ashore
inhale this gift - the perfect time is now
because this is love, grasshopper
and we are the tempest
the hearts who think...
This must be love
having been
given everything?
my cup is filled by heaven's rain
no fear of death, but war and pain...
the storm swims with / in /
you.
But you're a beautiful day.
Dec 23, 2015
Dec 23, 2015 at 9:19 PM UTC
all my friends are preachers just let go.
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do not wait until your heading home.
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get so dr*nk, smoke some **** let loose.
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you have no, mth f^kng clue.
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all my friends are preachers just let go.
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do not wait until your heading home.
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get so dr*nk, smoke some **** let loose.
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you have no, mth f^kng clue.
welcome to the room of people who have seen deceitful lovers walk away, while getting paid.
just because we taped our mouths when we left doesn't mean our brains are slain, because of the game.
you'll never know the rebel, siting next to you,
you'll never know the genius, sitting next to you,
you'll have some weird people
sitting next to you.
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all my friends are preachers just let go.
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do not wait until your heading home.
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get so dr*nk, smoke some **** let loose.
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you have no, mth f^kng clue.
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we gave some new faces a chance to really truly sell,
they said they had it down script after leaving hell.
some got trust issues yet they flexin,
some are shy while carrying Gods message.
you'll never know the warriors sitting next to you,
you'll have some strange equals spitting out they food.
talking **** to each other,
in their hearts staying true.
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and after all i've said,
please try to repress (F*ck it)
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(F*ck it)
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all my friends are preachers just let go.
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do not wait until your heading home.
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get so dr*nk, smoke some **** let loose.
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you have no, mth f^kng clue.
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why you scared we here to change the world.
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cannot stand a lying man or girl.
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and now we,
move ghostly,
they hu-unt.
it looks like,
they might banish is us.
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@ Fibonacci___0
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 11:40 AM UTC
Another dream
of the other me being
a super ****
-jellyfish hand
floating unt
ut up-
Hatred for
started strategized
conversations-
conversion converted
conviently ate up,
satiated and satisfied
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 12:58 PM UTC
hope i die.
wish i might,
pass to soul,
and move to light.
toss my heart,
please don't cry.
don't give up on me,
before tonight.
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 8:13 AM UTC
So, grasshopper....
What is love / to someone who is complaining?
Screaming. Wailing / Proudly prevailing / loudly Reprimanding
Or commanding Bounded feet
Pushing.
Shushing in rushing / Busiest with everyone else's business
Pushing.
Dumbfounded yet Enforcing.
Forcing / mindlessly
divorcing meaning?
Not knowing / Rather assuming or presuming
To speak not for himself
Instead for us, lauding law, howling for god
What is it without making / any sense? /
Having no reason?
What is love if only a word /
Sung or graffiti tag on walls / Ave. 3rd / blurbs
So to speak / a word / whispers...
Write or read / Flat screen / one dimensional unexperienced /
Word up / Another billboard's Loud propaganda
"Unt wonder-bar sinfully delicious"
You will OBEY
Says snickers /
Harangue of commands
The replete of a single word / repeat
"Believe"
On and on / carrying calm
And what is forever to an insect? With brief breath
Vampiric Parasitic Abuzz
Without purpose but swarm
Wasted waning / Locust death Landscapes / we barely notice
Cherish just a starving word
So goes my question / Unanswered. Kept
distant. Unproven / underserved
The point is moot /
What is love / To you?
Without proof Without life
What are eyes without the light ?
What is love if nothing / If never born
A mind Emotes / oceans / swells /
Love ....
The tiniest of tempests
One thought becomes a storm
Felt Like dreams / Stars for diamond tears
Energy in living form... now asking why / Are we here?
No doubt It is to know love
And so... What is a good word?
Truth (the word of god)
So jump for joy, grasshopper...
Being loved is like being found.
Finally seeing the awe and the wonder.
The clarity of a mind's eye,
life is the dream the heart you must plunder.
the perfect time is now
because this is love, grasshopper
and we are the tempest and peace
the hearts who think...
This must be love
Thank goodness/ for everything….
Jul 13, 2019
Jul 13, 2019 at 5:48 AM UTC
my blind vision of love is a dripping ****
an oral vacuum, the wrong end of a shunt
need it, bleed it, **** what you really want
chained to a pig when its beef that you hunt
praised for your lies and punished for blunt
pain for the young soul, freedom's growth to stunt
nature's blood in prision, the king's a ******* runt
hand you the world because your pink sack's worth a grunt
Jun 4, 2016
Jun 4, 2016 at 5:16 PM UTC
i'm getting tired of it.
not in an angry way,
it's just taxing,
to do this one-sided back and forth.
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 9:28 AM UTC
*sie wann eingeben krähenschar,
sie lernen zu krächzen wie.*
brrrrrrp... rülpsen die blitz...
London en flammen... ähnlich:
hängend auf ihr meßerschmitt flügel:
zu total... liebe... unt: zement.
ja.
for some reason speaking vater deutsche
makes perfect sense to care for:
tochter englisch -
deine vater, mein tochter:
ist wenig volk diese tage.
unless i have some
undeciphered fetish
dealing with the movement of
people... m'eh... me as clueless
as you -
but i'll do the same unto you...
mein tochet...
funny how i can speak
very bad german and then return
to perfect english (unless you're
my Irish critic) and
perfect Polish (i have no critics
there, being an exile,
i'm technically non-existent).
but it was all about a proverb
an old Polish lady said:
if you go among the crows,
you must croak like a crow...
that didn't get me far...
the most painful expression encompassed
by Solomon...
certainty vanities really do
include crucifixes and iron maidens
to depose the king to grovel
in his self-erected care to ask for
wisdom and later keep a brothel...
because it can't be called a harem
once the king ages to 70...
the harem becomes the bordell,
no old walrus can compete;
but i like speaking careless german...
i just like the sound of it;
if i'm bound to move to Frankfurt,
i'll start reading die welt
and not write my own crass volkspreschen.
Jan 27, 2017
Jan 27, 2017 at 9:16 PM UTC
I wrote you a poem.
You said that you liked it.
I added a ****
You could say that I spiked it.
You left me no comment.
You said not a word.
Now it sits there unwanted.
My poem's now curd.
I could write you another.
A little less rhymey?
Something romantic.
Not nearly as grimey?
I'll leave out the ****
The ***** and the lows.
I could write you of sorrow.
Of heartache and woes.
Just tell me dear reader.
What do you want?
Love and raw passion?
Except leave out the -unt?
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 10:38 AM UTC
a pack a day.
feel yourself waste away,
let your teeth decay,
so you can put your addiction on display.
Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 2:01 AM UTC