poetry competition?

[Termite Man]

ok another one

the world is moving
she isn't there
the heads are talking
but they don't make sense
I wait and wait and wait
and there is still nothing
or there is something
but fear stops me seeing
the heads are silent
and now they make sense
but I don't understand
because it's all incomprehensible
it means nothing to you
but the world to me
and it's moving again
changing again
and I thought I had it
but the heads are talking
and they don't make sense.

 

[METH LAB]

the misery of rain
can be lifted by a prism of light
but to see it
you must have your back to the sun

you want E for Effort on that?

behave! keep 'em comming though

the others are good

 

[METH LAB]

locked in my own anger and pain
all i had for breakfast was alcohol and pain
more alcohol few valium and some more pain
its afternoon now im dunk and in pain

i made a mistake
i tried to help a certian prick out
now its all ontop for me s**s a hope you fuckin choke on ya weed!
maybe noway out
life moves forward, for all my effort to that prick that better heed
im getting more pissed off every day im out
and when im drunk AND pissed off,
i release aload of shit that just aint golf

or fuckin termite cricket
with me you seriously couldant kick it
go back to bed with your E for effort
Take two E's and fuckin swallow 'em
cmon son, what the fuck you want sum?

bleedin over ya shit
with the blood from my arms
hurts too fuckin much gimme a million fuckin calms
and i mean a million,
coz any less just gonna keep me full of venemous darts
venemous tarts
various venemous tarrts and starts

i guess i got start-shit-itus
kickin at everyone cmon lets fight us
rich fuckin pharmacist offering drugs to me
got me in a shit load of trouble with the fuckin postie

grade A fuckin cunt yea grade A plus
s**s, gimme what you owe or i might just dare... nah not good enough
i'll leave it there
stay the fuck outta my hair

coz when you dont care if you die tommorw
you go about getting back whats yours and to fuck with the sorrow
...............................

 

[chazegee]

signal to the beast
at balthazars feast
and you tell them
you want to get in
tried everybody else
but i say to myself
those boys are bad but man they play to win

and those smiling faces gunna cut you in the dark
now you're, swimming with the sharks
tried evrybody else
but I think to my self
those boys are bad but man they play to win

flame out the living with the words of the dead
their forgotten words of protest are all written in red
and if you listen to a mountebank
you better hold tight to your health
your woman, wallet sanity and self

the writtings on the wall
the citadel will fall
cthulu will rise up from the deep
the tears of enemies
mark the taste of victories
the path to mine is paved with heads on spikes

and those smiling faces gunna cut you in the dark
now you're, swimming with the sharks
tried evrybody else
but I think to my self
those boys are bad but man they play to win

running through the night
with the past far out of sight
no time, to stumble, trip or fall
well it seemed to me
they believed in destiny
let history piss on someone else instead

 

[METH LAB]

quality chazz

 

[chazegee]

quality chazz

To be read with the Benny Hill theme tune as backing.

 

[muhumusa]

i might get going now
since there alot of cow smell
there is another word for it
goes by the name of fuckin bull shit


i guess what im tryin to get at
or dont quite understand
is why you cant even insult me
in a poets way of stance

nothing to do coz im bored
but if the pen is more mighty than the sword
and a hangover no fun in the sun
i dunno what im rattling on about
but i guess the keyboard is more mighty than a gun?
no more from me today im done
...................................................................
i apprecaite you took the time soj, but out of all 5 you took probably one of the longer but not so good ones..maybe you did that since you figured it would help, appreciated. I never meant for this to turn out like this, i never meant to insult you like you think im insulting you, but if your a poet..why cant you rip me to bits as a poet would?

your happy to tell me to fuck off etc etc..fine, but make it rhyme?

its fun soj rip me to bits poetically and i'll applaud you, as i would anyone.

but just sitting about and saying "fuck off you insulting bastard i aint gonna speak to you no more"

why dont you proove your skills with a poetic attack on me? i wuldant mind, anyone, wouldant give a fuck..rip me to bits.

but nobody does and your supposed to be good at it, you cant even hit me with 3 paragraphs?

i really dont get that.

????

 

[muhumusa]

very poor

 

[discokermit]

.

 

[Stanley Edwards]

I cut my tongue with a clumsy bite.
Salt and lemon from tequilla.
Sugar and TCP. Tears fell like vindaloo drops.
Sweat leaped from the holes in my skin.
Numb, I checked the mirror to see if blood still bled.
I added more lemon juice.
I plucked petals from Jasmin. Threw them high into the breeze.
Venetian blinds creaked, shutters banged. My tongue dried.
Night sweats sweltered and chilled. Sheets protected. Mosquiotoes attacked.
Helicopters prevented sleep.
Cunts.

 

[Stanley Edwards]

Seeds from the rank reeds sank
Stagnant carp rotted on the bank
Stench stank, shit would float
Pure romance from this honeymoon boat

 

[Mephitic]

i dearly wish that i'd tried much harder
but now its all too much to late
i wait for the calls which seldom happen
and his poor attempts to mask the hate

 

[METH LAB]

very poor

one mans poor is another mans funny
one mans funny is another mans bore
bore in ya tummy good hunting its sunny
kickback in the evening cooking your hunted score
...................

THAT was very poor.. can u do better?

 

[METH LAB]

.

yea man...tight verse, killed it!

lol

 

[discokermit]

yea man...tight verse, killed it!

lol

it was pretty good but i deleted it cos it would have made you cry.

 

[Stanley Edwards]

A lifetime in 30 minutes.

A 30 minute death scream after the first shot
30 dogs finished it after a fight
30 men gathered it, hung it, and left it
30 women drained the blood, cut the cuts, and cooked it
In 30 minutes 30 people ate the whole fucking hog.

 

[METH LAB]

it was pretty good but i deleted it cos it would have made you cry.

nothing like a good cry... releases endorphins.
what was you gonna go on about me and me mor-fins?

and my drugs and my booze
and my valium blues
and how i make up shit about you
coz im sad and confused

its all true... fire away
make my evening a day
make my day so fuckin grey
so grey i'll make up more bollox and look stupid...well hey *shrug*

not once in this entire thread have i worried about insults
ive invited them
ive writed them
so go on then
get writing some

just gimme a verse
make it two make it worse!
make it three to to the fore
and 5 to the six
oh damn in in bits

what have i done
with my own gun
a tragic desend
into poetry fun

make me cry like a baby
weatherd and crazy
pathetic and lazy
oh how that would bait me

 

[Stanley Edwards]

Where is the wet?
why so dry?
Optrex is an excuse, a relief from the grief.

I'm all clogged up
Full to the brim
The only release is a bit to grim.

My tear ducts are blocked with crusty excretions.
If only I could see you now.

 

[discokermit]

nothing like a good cry... releases endorphins.
what was you gonna go on about me and me mor-fins?

and my drugs and my booze
and my valium blues
and how i make up shit about you
coz im sad and confused

its all true... fire away
make my evening a day
make my day so fuckin grey
so grey i'll make up more bollox and look stupid...well hey *shrug*

not once in this entire thread have i worried about insults
ive invited them
ive writed them
so go on then
get writing some

just gimme a verse
make it two make it worse!
make it three to to the fore
and 5 to the six
oh damn in in bits

what have i done
with my own gun
a tragic desend
into poetry fun

make me cry like a baby
weatherd and crazy
pathetic and lazy
oh how that would bait me

ok,

boo,
fuckin,
hoo.

 

[METH LAB]

nothing is pissing me off more right now
than the swety clamy shit resulting from no alco-hell
there's booze in the house
and pernod it be
ide say maybe 20 - 25cl
left over from saterday mornings attempt to pretend all is well

i cant see either stan
with all this fuckin clamy swet
but i gotta get better man
one chance left

so many chances gone
at least 30 goin on..
when i was goin on 30
a litre aday didnt seem wrong

but now that im out of my twentys
seems im also out of my plentys
and when i say plenty
i just said it to rhyme with twenty

coz im fuckin crap
aload of useless fuckin pap
yet this thread is mine
i own it like 80% wine
that would rip up your tubes
coughing blood whats to loose

im very weak at the moment
there be tragic events
regardless of that
i'll continue to tense..my muscle

my muscle, im weak and confused
my muscle, i dont have any, another 10 blues
my muscle, is tense as hell
my muscle, is sweting aswell
...........................................

jeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeZZZZZusssss H i should be in bed

night night

 

[METH LAB]

ok,

boo,
fuckin,
hoo.

*sigh*

yea that really made me feel so..i dunno terrible? bad? what was you aiming for with that???

lol i piss all over this thread with one hand at the keyboard another patting my dog and without even lookin at the fuckin screen

deffo talent from chaz and that welsh fella and a couple others like, dont get me wrong, but dont get me right either, ive been known to huff the odd bit of ether

 

[discokermit]

*sigh*

yea that really made me feel so..i dunno terrible? bad? what was you aiming for with that???

you asked me to insult you in rhyme. i did.

 

[METH LAB]

you asked me to insult you in rhyme. i did.

well you failed then coz it didnt insult me. it made me feel big headed and egotistical...just the trick tbh exactly what i needed i guess i should thnk you for that

EZ as you go

 

[discokermit]

well you failed then coz it didnt insult me. it made me feel big headed and egotistical...just the trick tbh exactly what i needed i guess i should thnk you for that

EZ as you go

fair play. take it easy.

 

[Superdupastupor]

There's the weighing
and then there's the waiting
ones for the stressing
the other does the taking
then theres feeling and
the not feeling-feeling

At last. Avast!
All You wanted was some overboard keeling
you wouldn't stop til the line quit reeling.
Not feeling - boyount now
boots both thrashin
gainst the abyss
still grasping
your lifebouy kid

lighthouse beams keep orbiting
crags starking
the swell still exploding
not outer space
not inner ruins
Its the dimmest light that
travels furthest round
the cirumference.

 

[dolly's gal]

is this thread just for poems about drugs? or?

 

[Stanley Edwards]

Naked touch on metal bones.

is this thread just for poems about drugs? or?

Nah. It's about everything

Naked touch to metal bones
Humid heat and conductive tones
Cool to feel, heat to heal
Toss and turn until nothing is real.

 

[dolly's gal]

actually it doesn't look right on here...

 

[METH LAB]

is this thread just for poems about drugs? or?

i tend to post most on this one and tend to write about what i know and feel and not much else i aint really got much vocabulary.(skool..pah!)

but you can write what ever you want, there are no rules except you have to make a poem. if you just post "thats crap" or "i dont have to proove me self to you" or other such stuff that has been said then thats not allowed and the only reason it aint allowed is coz they didnt make it rhyme! (or poetic)

so shoot dolly gal
do what you do
do i wanna read it gal?
you bet ya sweet ass i do
.....

peace!

 

[dolly's gal]

haha. maybe. i'm kinda shy