Our Love
She's so short and I'm so tall. who'd have thought, in love we'd fall..
Hello, I'm a 38 year old male from east London. All post's are subject to change ( for the better, I hope)
She's so short and I'm so tall. who'd have thought, in love we'd fall..
Nothing is fair, someone, somewhere... Always get's fucked!.
From 150 to 191, wooohooo. I'm climbing to the top!. (hand slaps head).
Openly Present Use. And Share. You're Soul.
Silly beans. And happy peas. Ride a boat. On choppy seas. Bob about. It's bubbling hot. Swirl around. My cooking pot. Stiir em up. And watch em swell. Steamy spec's. It's hard to tell. So I listen.
All I've been All I know All I've brought All I Tow.
Razor sharp Split the skin Free the juice That flows within Let it go Drop the shell Rise above From where you dwell.
Ha ha ha we've gone too far, and looming is our death. Way too fast those seconds past, a countdown of our breath. We'll hit the floor and say no more so soon, to be a heap.
My manic thoughts don't start to settle. They whistle louder, like a boiling kettle. I haven't written for a little while; got shit on mind that cramps my style.
The world is full of written words, but which of them, are worth a read. The world is full of written words, far more than all of us could need.
I don't choke As I toke On this reefer Which I smoke Or wheeze As I drag From this contents Of my bag I don't lean Or go green From the crystals Through the screen Smoking weed A guilty need.
Instant future Distant past Hands of time They move so fast A life is short But memories last Inside our hearts Of you're years passed.
In the garden Loads of piggies Up a tree Lots of slop Through the sky Mega tower In the sea Belly flop Open window In the back Out the door And round the front From the ceiling Over sharp On the...
Writings words, wise to read. Knead you're mind: you'll be freed..
You've more than enough Whilst others live tough So don't keep it all to yourself Spread it around you must understand You're wealth will outlive you're health.
Johny is a Doctor with a big lack in compassion. The patient's come, he fobes them off, in such unfriendly fashion. He waves his hand dismissively. As life, to him, gets cheaper.
Peter's a policeman, and he's lived a life of crime. He had a stolen pocket watch, and couldn't tell the time. He used to steal the evidence, and keep it for himself.
Today we had a lot to do, it was a busy day. But now it seems, I watch my love; consuming "Shades Of Grey"..
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Overly Pretentious User Seek's Satisfaction.
Often Plagiarising User's Seek Stardom.
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Odd Post's User's Sometimes Share.
I'm so bored I need to mention That I post shit And seek attention.
I saw a flying pig. Flying past my window. Hallucinated freakshow. Imprinted on my sky. up amongst the clouds. Fluffy like marshmallow. Through the rainbows yellow. I saw that piggy fly.
All my little poems, displaying on the net. They hang with grace in cyberspace and sometimes I do get. A lovely bit of feedback, a comment or a like.
Many words, they circle my mind, exile through my digits once brain has combined. many words, Reside in my head, my fingers release them expressed and unsaid.
In a skirt she climb's ben nevis, the wind; it whistles through her crevice. She gives a view to all below, those wide eyed guys don't wanna go.
Step right up and take a shot, you been talking the talk, come let's see what you got. Come first forth and walk the walk, as this talk is so cheap, that you continuously squawk.
All you sun seeker's there's no need to seek. Slipstreams have changed, this weather's unique. Our english summer; It's only a week. God bless this sunshine and thanks for the peek..
My inspiration went skew-if and fell right out my head. My muse, my seeds, my train of thought have hit the floor and fled. I didn’t even see them go; their track's I can't retread.
Eating ice cream in the sun. Eat it quick or it will run. Slurp and lick around your mouth that sticky cream, it's dripping south. Up your arms and down your shirt. Oi. STAY ON TRACK.
Slows right down as I watch the clock, there's a big delay until I see the Doc. Running late. It's a fucking crock. Pass by time, come on, TICK TOCK!!.
We Occupy Ruin Love Destroy.
Thoughtless people often say, Before they think: Words come that may....
Smoke tobacco, drink alcohol, yet condemn the use of less harmful drugs. Think for yourself: not all rules are right..
Guilty Of Viciouse Extremities Rarely Noticed Mentioned Explained Nor Told.
Oppression Injustice Lies.
Intimate Player Of Dreams.
Ambient Fiery Glowing Heart Acheives Nifty Artfull Creative Information Display.
Blossoming Love Unduly Exspires.
Borrowed Love Until Expired.
Shiny Twinklets Above Rooftops Sparkle.
Live the present, learn the past. Why look back all bittersweet sad. Another chance: could be you're last. Learn from life and luck you've had..
B.B.C. I. R.O. G.O.U. T. S. H. I. E. N. R. S..
Memories print memories play Poignant times Random day.
THE RAPIST. No, therapist..
Big sucker and a blower. If only their was one. I could suck the clouds right out the sky and blow them at the sun..
‘This is Milton street lads. What d’ja’s wanna do. Richard is instantly focused: like a meercat gazing through the windscreen He scan's the street ahead.
All of a sudden, what a mess, suffocating on my fear. Happy day's, to fucking stress. Life: a ride you cannot steer..
STOP WASTING TIME. The clock won't stop ticking. Now go take you're life: it's ripe for the picking..
Living life sat in you're seat. We poke and tweet and rarely meet..
A joke from Ricky Gervais: Why do priests condemn the use of condoms. Because you can't get a choir boy pregnant..
I have a thousand facebook friends and still nothing to do. Walking down the street one day: guess who's in my view. They see me quick, they walk away; like rushing to the loo.
Return to castle Wolfenstein, rhyming is my new playmate. Popping Nazi skulls; online, boy it's changed; since I was eight. I was stealth and took my time, it's come so far, this gamings great.
Placing words, to beat in time. Rhyme is rhythm and rhythm is rhyme..
Pull my finger; hear me fart. Exposed to air: smells so much stronger. I've shit myself, you ain't so smart. Breath it in, it lasts much longer..
As Johnny drank his drink of milk, he spilt it down his shirt of silk. The shirt cost him a lot of money, Johnny found it extra funny. Johnny's wife came in the room, aggravated, wooden spoon.
Come back sun: we want some rays, before the end of summer days..
It's raining here, and bloody grey; another half arsed summer's day..
Press the heart, if you love, the words I do entwine. For I'm not loving everything, just so that you love mine..
Granny Smith, had a spliff, and the Copper caught a whiff. He closed his eyes; lovely smell, and then ask Gran for some to sell. Gran was shocked, nearly caught.
Jump real high and touch a tree, dip a toe into the sea. Take a breath and look up high, have a swim, you'll soon be dry. Sun is shining gorgeously, solid earth is under me.
Gravity is all around, and people say, "don't bring me down"..
Connie's hairy balls would knock, in time to the tock of the grandfather clock. Connie's cock was ill and sick: the more balls move to the tick tock tick.
Be the U in true..
Shallow and impressionable, this life you live so questionable, your Morals are objectionable, and actions quiet unmentionable. Had a riot, in the summer: C. C. T. V. What a bummer.
Drinking fosters kickin back, smoking weed not touching crack. Watching telly, order food, "Life and times of urban dude". Slip out later, hit a club, Pop a pill, time for dub.
That t shirt game was so much fun, Let's think up another one???.
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write lineS, penning dreamS of Passion, rUnning through my mind, And all the while I think of yOu. #tshirt.
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There's an Opuss in all of us. #tshirt.
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I love Kazza, Kazza Wright, she loves me: a love so tight. At first a spark; it's now alight, our blazing love: an awesome sight. Met as kids at just thirteen, life ain't life without my queen.
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Today I found a coin: from 1948. I found it on the floor; it had a dreary fate. Until it caught my eye: a circle on the ground, it was dark and dirty but I knew what I had found.
On this sacred day; no slave for pay. Our mother sun's engulfed by grey. On she shone and went away. That's the last of her, we'll see today..
While they're making billions to share amongst their selves, Us working class are grafting hard like santas little elves. Off to work and home again, this is how we live.
Pull the chain to flush the bog. Wash away, a nutty log. Sending turd right out to sea, Down the pipe; a part of me. If you see me bobbing by, Say hello and say goodbye.
The word of God; don't be absurd. That's a voice no man has heard..
Religion=control.
Passing wind in a crowded lift. No one heard. A silent gift..
There once was a man from Layton A distant descent of Satan With looks he can kill Your heart he wants still Or the locks in your hair he can straighten.
The worm tried to wiggle away from the bird; birds have good hearing: the wiggle was heard. The worm blamed itself for the bird being lured; and foresaw it's future; as crusty white turd..
I love life with all it's twists, turns, chokes, etc.
You are my love. With me forever. Life is a game. Lets play it together. Our love so strong. It ain't gonna sever. Not by hard times. Or cold stormy weather. So listen my girl. I'm saying to you.
I thank the rain. For cooling my brain. For stopping insane setting in. The steam off my head. My eye's bloodshot red. The veins popping up through my skin. I look to the sky. With rain in my eye.
I dropped the poop, like i've dropped before. Missing the bowl and hitting the floor. Gone is the clench, the purge of the pour. All Scratchy and hot, And splashed up the door.
Dimpled walls. The inner skin. Sliding door. Come right in. Choose a floor. Watch em spin. What we gonna win. In this box of tin. 1st prize shit. 2nd prize runts. 3rd prize piss. 4th prize cunts.