Most playas on ere they are really good,
n some are real freaks or real shy,
but take it from me n ur all gonna see
that ders 1 who pretends 2 be friendly,
1 day they are gd da next they are shrud n den somtimes i fink shes so manly
very 2 faced and wired,
i bet she has a beard,
thts not very funky or dandy.

some chicks dat play ere on funky,
fink some poems r wrote jst 4 them,
2 be honest n frank, id rather do a prank,
than 2 give dem swelled heads bout themselves,

now da last poem i wrote jst 2 inform not 2 gloat,
was nt wrote 4 a girl dat i lik,
she sure is no blonde,
n i aint very fond,
of da chick dat i wrote last about,

so get ova da quam,
mayb i got it wrong,
I be da 1st 2 admit if i av,
sry if u misread,
dnt let it go 2 ya head,
so i aint gonna rhyme nemore.

Not sure if I posted this here on Pool *forgetful smiley*

Snow

When the snow came all the transport came to a standstill
I saw children and adults alike on their sledges whooshing down the hill
Some people like the snow playing snowballs making snowmen and what not
Some stay indoors and look out at the scene wishing they were somewhere hot

After the snow comes icy pavements and streets or that horrible slush
No one has time to talk or smile as they go on their way; they are in so much of a rush
Rushing to the shops or rushing to work hurry, hurry is all that you get
But there's no need to worry the world won't stop, where ever your going you'll get there yet


It looks so nice on the Christmas card that you sent, but when it came you were filled with fears
What happens if this, what happens if that, the weather man told us it was the worst for 19 years
But this didn't happen and neither did that, we all survived now fancy that and we're to tell the tale
About that harsh winter, the rain the ice and the snow, well at least there wasn't a gale

So when the summer comes and it too blooming hot, about this winter we won't give a jot
We'll be in our cosies for a dip in the pool, with sangria, lager, sun, sand and the lot
Remember the snow and the fun that you saw people out playing their hands so cold they were sore
And think to yourself, it could have been worse; we're all still here with family, friends and more

Thou shalt have a fishy
on a little dishy,
Thou shalt have a fishy
when the boat comes in

Lovely Grae

.....and LMAO @ Kops

LOL

Hope and Hell

The feelings eat me up inside,
Cant handle the pain,
It drives me insane,
why couldn't I stay?
I never had a say,
Such life altering decisions.

How do you like it now?
The decision is mine.
Should I agree?
Or continue to say no?
Will it the pain end?
Her decision long made.
Why must she ruin my life now?
she has hers, I have mine,
I was doing just fine.

Back and forth the thoughts go
I wish they would once just slow
All I want is peace, not turmoil
No where to run, no where to hide
From the pain that screams inside

Alone in my room,
Jailed by my thoughts
No release, no parole
Even sleep doesn?t free my mind
from my life sentence.

Is it right to say no?
My face should I show?
Why now and not before?
Wounds have reopened,
I hope your happy now.

I wish I never got the letter,
Then it would all be better.
Wouldn't it?
You saw me once and turned your back,
Now its my turn.

Edited at 05:07 Sat 19/12/09 (GMT)

good 1

Good Poem Dec !

really good babes..but remember follow ur heart ;)

Brill poems!

Ummmm Our peom thread is on fun and games on pool..oh well, heres one i posted there b4

thats a brill poem

thats a brill poem

jingle bells
sarahh smells
_ang_ moans all day
oh what fun it is to ride
the A team van all day GRAE,
jingle bells
grae tells
ben to go to hell
oh what fun it is to play
funkysnooker all day.

Sleepness Nights

Sleep mocks with its absence,
thoughts pound my brain,
like the sea on a beach,
unstoppable, infinete.
Allow me to sleep.

Faceless,
you run through my mind,
the revealing envelope lies unopened,
your mysteries hiding inside.
Do I dare open?
Still I wait, like the patient spider,
still undecided on when to strike.

Our only connection courses my veins,
yet you I do not claim as mine.
What do you want from me?
What can I give to those whom have everything?
Do you need me?
For I need you not! But will I?
We live seperate lives yet you control mine.

Let me sleep.


Dec

Bashing out the googled poems eh dec?

if google is another name for my brain then yes

have a go at finding it on google though, let me know if you ever find it, il probably die of shock if you find it anywhere but on here.

jay tht is sheer genius !!!!!

thats brill jay,,sheer genuis

Great Poems

Lovely to see this thread getting used regulary