"zar" poems - Hello Poetry

Swiftly so much to sweep Helsing so deep the love hard to keep Her words were off balance Poem stanza Mama Mia all formed Like a ballerina 575 Japanese Haiku Designer Pucci Sochi releasing so piercing garden jailed away I begged I needed to feel guided Maid hard-love of slavery to the requiem the chariot of horses Jumped like eyes of the demon She pleaded with what corruption Planes fired with struggling Hearts became stronger The taste was the different side wicked fun animation The men were changed cruel love aviation Needing the right ammunition Prince Zar became 666 Stalin Leadership of blackmail Lips got sealed with more love friction Make your poems roll in The Trump Tower polls in Holy Gods Italian Collisuem Every hour Poem maid Requiem The maid she had his words Less communication so ***** what transcends Your life depends? "Delicious" Monsterous" Only words "Devious" maid Beauty and the beast to digest Destiny short poems of ecstasy Oh! My She-locked No heart or morals all locked He wanted to steal her poems Being conned into the heist Higher walk with the rest Poem Requiem palace Hannibal Rising test Watching her movements in her lipping She was home "Cruella" sweeping Willow tree weeping new maid Priscilla The Reign suffering minds of madness Being ruled sweeping tears to clean up Such wicked dirt Damon the ***** work knowing to shut up what a **** Feeling moved around "UHual" Choked upon on my I-pad appalled The masquerading social media mind of Jekyll and Hyde poems Her getaway poems not to be fooled Terraced thousands of poems died All betrayed upon with more deep lies Important words to keep them alive Saturday night poems stay alive Stakeout Apps Presidency Like a heart snack breakout This was far from democracy The "Quickie Requiem" for a poem tricked over taken away My best dream Gripping love slightly in between Doctor words to heal the King his beeper the right timing Save the poem not the Queen

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Jun 29, 2018

Jun 29, 2018 at 8:31 AM UTC

robinHelloRow

Maid Poem Requiem

Swiftly so much to sweep Helsing so deep the love hard to keep Her words were off balance Poem stanza Mama Mia all formed Like a ballerina 575 Japanese Haiku Designer Pucci Sochi releasing so piercing garden jailed away I begged I needed to feel guided Maid hard-love of slavery to the requiem the chariot of horses Jumped like eyes of the demon She pleaded with what corruption Planes fired with struggling Hearts became stronger The taste was the different side wicked fun animation The men were changed cruel love aviation Needing the right ammunition Prince Zar became 666 Stalin Leadership of blackmail Lips got sealed with more love friction Make your poems roll in The Trump Tower polls in Holy Gods Italian Collisuem Every hour Poem maid Requiem The maid she had his words Less communication so ***** what transcends Your life depends? "Delicious" Monsterous" Only words "Devious" maid Beauty and the beast to digest Destiny short poems of ecstasy Oh! My She-locked No heart or morals all locked He wanted to steal her poems Being conned into the heist Higher walk with the rest Poem Requiem palace Hannibal Rising test Watching her movements in her lipping She was home "Cruella" sweeping Willow tree weeping new maid Priscilla The Reign suffering minds of madness Being ruled sweeping tears to clean up Such wicked dirt Damon the ***** work knowing to shut up what a **** Feeling moved around "UHual" Choked upon on my I-pad appalled The masquerading social media mind of Jekyll and Hyde poems Her getaway poems not to be fooled Terraced thousands of poems died All betrayed upon with more deep lies Important words to keep them alive Saturday night poems stay alive Stakeout Apps Presidency Like a heart snack breakout This was far from democracy The "Quickie Requiem" for a poem tricked over taken away My best dream Gripping love slightly in between Doctor words to heal the King his beeper the right timing Save the poem not the Queen

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tren razuzdan razuzda sve zauzdano što se uz vrisak pun sujete rastajaše od uzdi svojih poput deteta kome se seče pupčana vrpca ili radnika koji viče burazeru proburazi mi aortu a konj je plemenita životinja i pauk koji zalud plete mreže jer je konj brat vetrov i pauk uzvikuje dan i noć tvoje ime lucifere zar si nem dok čovek prži jaja a ona mu se obraća kao inferiornom biću želi deset na oko eh zalud grca čovek u procepu znatiželja rađaće nam telad telad takve više nema miriše joj butine da to je miris ruže konji ržu pauci cvile vlažnih ruku odlaze u rasejanje vetar drami put jednostavan i **** ga pozdravlja jer njegov brat je konj duplim dekom mu vida rane jadan li je put uzvikuje kupite moje uši u prodavnici mešovite robe lomne su iluzije dok čovek kiti jelek trepavicama njenim uzeglom štrudlom napoio je konja loman i radošću prevejan mudrac cmizdreći dao je ime njenoj duši protkanoj hemoroidima koji krvare gore je smeštena smeša blažen je onaj koji puva kad procuri šulj teško ju je doseći opet se u snu javlja on kibicerski smeće i maže na krišku hleba mrtvog mačora teško ju je doseći kaže sa uma najvažniju stvar stvar je ona koja mu dolazi glave to je vrdalama ona zauzdava tren

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Apr 16, 2015

Apr 16, 2015 at 6:47 PM UTC

lovke

vrdalama

tren razuzdan razuzda sve zauzdano što se uz vrisak pun sujete rastajaše od uzdi svojih poput deteta kome se seče pupčana vrpca ili radnika koji viče burazeru proburazi mi aortu a konj je plemenita životinja i pauk koji zalud plete mreže jer je konj brat vetrov i pauk uzvikuje dan i noć tvoje ime lucifere zar si nem dok čovek prži jaja a ona mu se obraća kao inferiornom biću želi deset na oko eh zalud grca čovek u procepu znatiželja rađaće nam telad telad takve više nema miriše joj butine da to je miris ruže konji ržu pauci cvile vlažnih ruku odlaze u rasejanje vetar drami put jednostavan i **** ga pozdravlja jer njegov brat je konj duplim dekom mu vida rane jadan li je put uzvikuje kupite moje uši u prodavnici mešovite robe lomne su iluzije dok čovek kiti jelek trepavicama njenim uzeglom štrudlom napoio je konja loman i radošću prevejan mudrac cmizdreći dao je ime njenoj duši protkanoj hemoroidima koji krvare gore je smeštena smeša blažen je onaj koji puva kad procuri šulj teško ju je doseći opet se u snu javlja on kibicerski smeće i maže na krišku hleba mrtvog mačora teško ju je doseći kaže sa uma najvažniju stvar stvar je ona koja mu dolazi glave to je vrdalama ona zauzdava tren

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Infames secretos; que se dilatan en el zar Infames ojos, de parpadeos rápidos y miradas caóticas Rubia platino, de tez victoriana. Prófuga del amor; secreto de azares y de bares, Añoranzas bucólicas y sonrisas fatuas De amor profundo hacia el pasado, de labios malva. Incesante, llamando y buscándote a través de mí En el tiempo tácito y taciturno de noche dionisíaca. Apología a Herodes, o elegía de mis pasos muertos. La rubia platino se reía y ahí, todo me consumía, Añoranzas bucólicas, de vidas no vividas. Perdido en naufragio, moribundo en desasosiego, Errante, pensante petulante e incapaz emisario de camelos. Cómplices de nuestras acciones, rubia platino, pero víctimas Prófugo de mis remotos recuerdos; miradas tibias. Continuaba riendo, en el onírico espacio de mis pensamientos No he conocido su risa, y sin embargo [...ya la extraño] La lluvia pesada cae sobre charcos huecos sin reflejo Miro, de reojo, en ellos, te observo Y me pierdo.

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Jul 14, 2017

Jul 14, 2017 at 7:32 PM UTC

vincent-salomon

Crónicas Negras.

Infames secretos; que se dilatan en el zar Infames ojos, de parpadeos rápidos y miradas caóticas Rubia platino, de tez victoriana. Prófuga del amor; secreto de azares y de bares, Añoranzas bucólicas y sonrisas fatuas De amor profundo hacia el pasado, de labios malva. Incesante, llamando y buscándote a través de mí En el tiempo tácito y taciturno de noche dionisíaca. Apología a Herodes, o elegía de mis pasos muertos. La rubia platino se reía y ahí, todo me consumía, Añoranzas bucólicas, de vidas no vividas. Perdido en naufragio, moribundo en desasosiego, Errante, pensante petulante e incapaz emisario de camelos. Cómplices de nuestras acciones, rubia platino, pero víctimas Prófugo de mis remotos recuerdos; miradas tibias. Continuaba riendo, en el onírico espacio de mis pensamientos No he conocido su risa, y sin embargo [...ya la extraño] La lluvia pesada cae sobre charcos huecos sin reflejo Miro, de reojo, en ellos, te observo Y me pierdo.

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o reči moje od uglja crnje prošarane zviždukom zmijskog jezika moga zar ste se vratile da sudite meni ili onako šeretski oko groba mi plešete

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Apr 16, 2015

Apr 16, 2015 at 5:15 PM UTC

lovke

reči

o reči moje od uglja crnje prošarane zviždukom zmijskog jezika moga zar ste se vratile da sudite meni ili onako šeretski oko groba mi plešete

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zar si bajkom mojom čedo zadojila o sumorna jeseni zar si u srce seme kataklizme moje duše posejala zar ćeš kandžama svojim lice moje još grditi pesmom mojom pogan svoju brisati zar ćeš i to sumorna učiniti

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Apr 17, 2015

Apr 17, 2015 at 5:10 PM UTC

lovke

posle ozdravljenja

zar si bajkom mojom čedo zadojila o sumorna jeseni zar si u srce seme kataklizme moje duše posejala zar ćeš kandžama svojim lice moje još grditi pesmom mojom pogan svoju brisati zar ćeš i to sumorna učiniti

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