like it?

[chrischunn]

Why did this happen?
Why me?
Why can't I just wake up from this life?
This dream has become a nightmare.
Does this story have an ending?
With a blood stained shirt I'm screaming,
Why can't I just wake up from this life?
I wish I were dreaming.
Look what's happened.
Look what I've done.
And now you're bleeding.
And I'm to blame.
Let's walk together 'til this ends.
My blood stained shirt and distorted smile.
We're dying from love and you're bleeding
This is all that I've got and I've given it all to you...  

[Anonmeous]

Honestly? I don't really care to read it, but I did anyway...

Not bad..  

[lil_emo_girl_13]

walk with my pain
soaked in the rain
scream till u die
blood soaked shirt heavy with my tears
hold me now to die with my fears


poems r awsome!  

[-Isel-]

To be honest?

It sounds typical.

lil_emo_girl_13- Your poem is worse than the OP's. Really, it doesn't even seem like you're trying.

Good poetry is from the heart.  

[SARSSS]

AGREED WITH ISEL.
x - x.

 

[Gambino Statue]

I second the agreeing with Isel motion.

Seems like every man and his dog writes forced regurgitation nowdays.  

[-Isel-]

xLIZA

I second the agreeing with Isel motion.

Seems like every man and his dog writes forced regurgitation nowdays.

WOOF WOOF ARF
BARK BARK HOWL
I CUT MYSELF ALL DAY AND BLEED FOR YOU
WHINE WHINE WHIMPER

~My Dog  

[Rellik San]

I think we can all agree, these aren't gonna be winning no litterary prizes anytime soon....


We should have a bad poetry thread.

Anyway, heres my addition to the bad poetry fest.

There once was a man named Ray
Who fashioned a c**t out of clay
But the heat of his p***k
Turned the clay into brick
And tore all his foreskin away  

[-Isel-]

Rellik San

I think we can all agree, these aren't gonna be winning no litterary prizes anytime soon....


We should have a bad poetry thread.

Anyway, heres my addition to the bad poetry fest.

There once was a man named Ray
Who fashioned a c**t out of clay
But the heat of his p***k
Turned the clay into brick
And tore all his foreskin away

I used to know a limerick about some vampire and menstruation that was about as bad as that one...  

[Rellik San]

Isel

Rellik San

I think we can all agree, these aren't gonna be winning no litterary prizes anytime soon....


We should have a bad poetry thread.

Anyway, heres my addition to the bad poetry fest.

There once was a man named Ray
Who fashioned a c**t out of clay
But the heat of his p***k
Turned the clay into brick
And tore all his foreskin away

I used to know a limerick about some vampire and menstruation that was about as bad as that one...

I think I know the one you mean lol.  

[Vlair Nitefell]

lil_emo_girl_13

walk with my pain
soaked in the rain
scream till u die
blood soaked shirt heavy with my tears
hold me now to die with my fears


poems r awsome!

.... =.= I'm sorry, Milady, but that was pretty bad. It sounds like you thought up random sentences you thought sounded 'emo', and threw random rhymes on the end....  

[Vlair Nitefell]

Isel

xLIZA

I second the agreeing with Isel motion.

Seems like every man and his dog writes forced regurgitation nowdays.

WOOF WOOF ARF
BARK BARK HOWL
I CUT MYSELF ALL DAY AND BLEED FOR YOU
WHINE WHINE WHIMPER

~My Dog

I love you.

 

[-Isel-]

Vlair Nitefell

Isel

xLIZA

I second the agreeing with Isel motion.

Seems like every man and his dog writes forced regurgitation nowdays.

WOOF WOOF ARF
BARK BARK HOWL
I CUT MYSELF ALL DAY AND BLEED FOR YOU
WHINE WHINE WHIMPER

~My Dog

I love you.

You ain't the first, baby. *lights up a cigarette and takes a puff* Smooth.  

[Rellik San]

Isel

Vlair Nitefell

Isel

xLIZA

I second the agreeing with Isel motion.

Seems like every man and his dog writes forced regurgitation nowdays.

WOOF WOOF ARF
BARK BARK HOWL
I CUT MYSELF ALL DAY AND BLEED FOR YOU
WHINE WHINE WHIMPER

~My Dog

I love you.

You ain't the first, baby. *lights up a cigarette and takes a puff* Smooth.

If I recall wasn't the first some rough trick named Jim, who you met when he was on probation?  

[-Isel-]

Rellik San

Isel

Vlair Nitefell

Isel

xLIZA

I second the agreeing with Isel motion.

Seems like every man and his dog writes forced regurgitation nowdays.

WOOF WOOF ARF
BARK BARK HOWL
I CUT MYSELF ALL DAY AND BLEED FOR YOU
WHINE WHINE WHIMPER

~My Dog

I love you.

You ain't the first, baby. *lights up a cigarette and takes a puff* Smooth.

If I recall wasn't the first some rough trick named Jim, who you met when he was on probation?

You bet your sweet a** it was.