"yens" poems
Are you?
Propounding Pounds
Dealing in Dollars
Eulogizing Euros
Dwelling in Dinars
Rolling in Rupees
Enlisting Yens
Whose exchange value is nil
In honey combed heaven
Or horrendous hell
What so ever, whom so ever
Be it an empowered emperor
Or any contemptuous contemporary
Only valid currency in heaven
Is pure Conduct and Character
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 9:07 AM UTC
Are you?
Propounding Pounds
Dealing in Dollars
Eulogizing Euros
Dwelling in Dinars
Rolling in Rupees
Enlisting Yens
Whose exchange value is nil
In honey combed heaven
Or horrendous hell
What so ever, whom so ever
Be it an empowered emperor
Or any contemptuous contemporary
Only valid currency in heaven
Is pure Conduct and Character
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 9:53 AM UTC
Are you?
Propounding Pounds
Dealing in Dollars
Eulogizing Euros
Dwelling in Dinars
Rolling in Rupees
Enlisting Yens
Whose exchange value is nil
In honey combed heaven
Or horrendous hell
What so ever, whom so ever
Be it an empowered emperor
Or any contemptuous contemporary
Only valid currency in heaven
Is pure Conduct and Character
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 6:21 PM UTC
"There is a movement towards Fabian 8
High-brightness, Jeep breath
The father; And then - to the eye; on Women,
Eun Hyon was sufficiently timed; Krull
Jah's right art GE - cf. not only
to the Lord; And Joseph found grace;
equal; yo - T Kingdom snail tea;
A highly JOP before traveling Hiro in N;
John is the physics of a tantrum; from
Effin Fiji Islands with O heaven!
A GDR is a serious penalty for which
stripper; 1 will drive out they that are
of marriageable age; without a name
The hot buttons to 1 degree per year ****
dood T; The bushes and groom now CT;
have consulted together to dig a JP;
1 that may walk in my 10; Yens to men;
J-Greek continued fever FJS this very night,
the mother; that the hot weather is bad rock
J Haj buried; The mother Haj MA;
The mother mad ...
Oct 4, 2018
Oct 4, 2018 at 9:24 PM UTC
She does not live there anymore
Pass by as often as you want
She has already closed that door
To the past, to the past
She finally said goodbye.
It has been a while
Since she moved away
But it took her
An eternity and a day
To move on
From the past, from the past
She is no longer burdened.
Everything became stale
Yet she soldiered on
Even then when hopes were frail
She fought past, She fought past
Til she smiled at last.
Whether it is
Irony or cliche
To come walking by
When her feelings no longer sway
It is a blast from
The past, the past
She no longer yens for.
May 5, 2013
May 5, 2013 at 7:19 AM UTC
Nothing more useless than a poet
except in times of woe
and when yore
yens to be packaged lore.
Feb 23, 2011
Feb 23, 2011 at 8:12 PM UTC
You said you love me
I said it too,
But the difference was that ,
Your was not that true.
If The world's a mart
Then you are my cart
I chose you , but you
were ready to be chosen by anyone
So,
This is a null and void song
The song is void cause it contains just empty words
The words are empty cause they have no feelings
There are no feeling in the words cause you no more feel for me (2)
Rap (beats fast):
You said you wanna be the shine to my eyes,
Wine to my *****
For this you have to confess all the Iies
To remove all the junk
For how can you get into my eyes,
When you are full of dirt
I thought your love was mine,
But it was just a flirt
U got some issues not to mention,
I can't smell your intensions
I got a perception
That I'll soon be out of tension
For I imagined that
We were made for each other
But we couldn't make out
If the cupid planned our love
Then cupid is a fake God
For my yens are different
My friends are different
For the same questions,your answers are different
You leave without a reason
And come with an excuse
You compelled me to think that my love is misused
I used to think you took my breath away,
But I was suffocated by your ******** (bull **** bull ****
So , now you should run the opposite way
Otherwise I'll hit (I'll hit , I'll hit)
Oh
My wit, my wit
Always made me think
That it'll be all right (all right,all right)
Cause it was only me who was thinking'bout us('bout us,'bout us)
Cause I never came to your mind,
And you never left from mine.
Oh , God save me from this fake love!
I no more belive in any luck
If the God can't save much..
I Shall become Thy God and save us
So,
This is a null and void song
The song is null cause it contains just empty words
The words are empty cause they have no feelings
There are no feeling in the words cause you no more feel for me (2)
Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 5:22 AM UTC
(what...me write vernacular English???)
Okay, the gist of anemic
checking account averred
asked from one
FaceBook English Literary bird,
I could plainly enumerate
Sachin be cured
of spellbinding nightmares,
and not accused
of acting demurred
the esse cent chill
dime a dozen premise ensured
prime merrily to discover
visa wells Fargo
sieve err (ala Eratosthenes) forward
solution, whereby means
to save money
against being gored
no...no...no...not to be stingy,
nor selfishly hoard
meager unearned social security
monthly allotment, aye ignored
to mention as key piece
of information a dub bill
lit tete ting bout with anxiety,
obsessive compulsive, not cavil
air lee shaken off and schizoid
personality disorder like evil
mailer daemons, which
undermined ability to full fill
quality existence, and even
prescribed about,
a half dozen
medications help ill
psyche, though nonetheless mill
yens of precious moments pill
furred with pro
fuse sweating still
interferes supplementing,
stoking, and socking
away reserve till,
last creased furrow sought out
here in Schwenksville
Pennsylvania most likely, where
one last gulp of oxygen will
finally deliver cremated ashes
into eternal void
where psychological state
free from being destroyed
and forever exempt trying
to be write lee employed!
Aug 7, 2018
Aug 7, 2018 at 2:49 AM UTC