By a. a. going on Tuesday July 7th, 2009
mama and reject and peanut and newt, mud and grouchie and feet went down(to the)town to play one day (on the concrete in the street) and reject and peanut discovered their love so sweetly they could not remember their troubles (and floated above) and newt befriended a fallen star stranded and...
By Warrick on Thursday July 2nd, 2009
july: burning roman candles soar, explode across the sky and let out a violent roar. shining balls of light rain down on us, like spiderwebs across the night, playing connect-the-dots with the stars... and we gaze dazed looking at the spectacle and looking with(in ours-) elv(ish)es wisdom and...
By M on Tuesday June 30th, 2009
I close my eyes And look away I don't know what it is I ought to say It seems my shield I hid behind Left me to face The world outside Always longing to be seen Yet being ignored could be a dream Now they see me, could they understand Who it is I really am? Opinions formed In just a...
By Anonymous on Tuesday June 30th, 2009
empty bottle full of shame pop the cap kill the blame. take revenge, put it in, your the king their below, you're above. go ahead give a shove throw a punch. fuck that bitch you're the man. sex is revenge.
By Hired Muscle on Monday June 15th, 2009
Hate It's all that keeps me goin' It's all that keeps me flown' Something I see all the time Even when I bust a rhyme It keeps me strong when I'm alone Keeps me movin' when I'm thrown It let's me move on with my life Even in moments of strife It keeps me from having regrets Allows me to settle...
By the tired fools on Sunday June 14th, 2009
unheard unseen existence is so absurd every sentence misheard misconstrued twisted ungrateful bastards surrounding me, hateful feelings dwell inside of me i wish i never quite existed you give your heart, and every bit of yourself impart- ed(enic illusions shattering, pieces scattering) i'm...
By Your Children on Thursday June 11th, 2009
We are the nobodies Wanna be Somebodies We're dead, We know just who we are. Wish we could just wish away the anonymity, rise up and be somebody. Yesterday I was dirty, wanted to be pretty, now I know that I'm forever dirt. I glanced at a magazine, but stared at the mirror, went to the...
By Anonymous on Tuesday June 9th, 2009
What I’d like to know is, How can you stand her When you have me I would listen Brush out your golden hair Wash your dishes Bow in eternal servitude Why do you want something You cannot have? Oh
By Anonymous on Tuesday June 9th, 2009
She knew that he had torn her apart And that what she could rebuild Was all wrong On second glance It stood out Bent (not allowed to submit less than 200 characters?) asdfaskdjflaksjdlfkjas;kldjfasdf
By MC Anonymous on Tuesday June 9th, 2009
How shall I start... Your poems have no heart, No soul, no rhythm. Your poems do not deserve an author, not even the anonymity of Anonymous, for your poems are out right preposterous. Who is it that I want? Who is it that I want... Its simple, you see I want that which will want me. Yet if you...