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Thease are some poems wrote by me


Haikus

Over the green
Being viewed as a blue wonder
On a sunny sole

Coming in and due out
With no warning to follow
The moon and its will

On into thin air
Frigid skill is challenged
Before the summit

Bound to write on rest
With view of the perspective
And it all unfolds

The Tutors of Torture

I arrive off the carriage
My hopes aren’t that high
Another day of sitting
Waiting
And don’t tell anyone but not listening

Its called Middle School
*Dramatic Music Plays*

With corridors with kids on the walls
Hanging there, never to fall
And chambers of subjects,
Subjects that relate to…Stuff
(Oh My Gosh! Stuff!?)

But there worst part of all
Are the tutors…
Of TORTURE
*More Dramatic Music*

They sit there
Or sometimes even stand
They watch us all
And no one understands



The point is I get more out of T.V.


Cinquains

Before
A dot in sea
Of endless past remains
Whistling on hills forever
After

Rivals
Competing together
With friendly laughter
Not known by others
Friends

Unwanted
Tasks forsaken
Going the distance
Bravery on some crowdedness
Chores

Sneaky
Hidden Shadows
Crawling, watching, waiting
An unobserved phobia
Spies

Inside this Paper


Inside this paper
Well I’d rather not say
Lives a monster
That no one can slay

It’s a monster
A CURSE
That forces rhyming
Much more then a little worse

Just rip it now
Before anyone sees
Or you my friend
Will be covered in this disease

Well?

It seems you have fallen to
How does it feel
To be forced to rhyme
Well ha it was a I was only joking!


Limericks

I went to the lab to inject
A patient who was a redneck
But then he fell cold
Cuase he was too old
And his moms the main suspect

I struggle and sweat in pain
To me this is no game
I roll the die
To make a sigh
In Yatzee I had been slain

Why would you even bother
What good does a loud holler
No that’s the price
Its just some rice
Now give the man his doller

He sits unmoved with shut eyes
But he thinks far more then alive
In his seat
The battle is bleat
History, is to survive

Mr. Ringgle loves his job
Judging corn on the cob
But then he ate one
And that wasn’t fun
He was mauled by farmer rob


This is a poem


To show how to fly like a bird Sky
And swim the sea of endless choices Sea

But it all comes to one on Land
Were experiment is above and below

This is an earth time poem.


And then i have a theme poem specifically for me but i cant find it, so when i do ill post it D=

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nice work storm

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the fuck is this

I don't like poems that don't rhyme. So my favorite poems are Inside this Paper and Limericks.

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XD xtg that was HALARIOUS

Yah im not poet, theyz arez justz whatz i haz wrotez. Nothing too big

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