Hello, I am a a publisher called iPikachu. You obviously know I'm a fan of Pokémon.
'Til this day, I won't be on. 'Til this day, it'll be sad until dawn. Until this day, I won't be on often. Until this day, rock will never soften.
My super-sticky socks, Makes me kick some rocks, They make me stink, They make my face look pink, My eyes will turn red, I need to go to bed. My feet need a break, I need a bath for my sake.
This year, I'm going on a lot of trips. Today, I'm going to Beijing. For 4 days. This'll be all the info you'll need to know. Ta-ta!.
Sorry I wasn't writing for a few days, but I had a 3-day blackout!.
#phrase Criss Goes the blade. Cross Success to scar made. Cross Wood chopped. Criss Blade stopped. Criss Goes the force. Cross Strong's source. Cross What's sharp as a star.
•This'll be a non-rhyming poem, the first of many. When a leaf flutters Up to the sky Then descend to the ground. Windy curves Looping left Looping right Then descends To the ground.
I have a few updates since I was gone: 1• Starting today, I'm going to make some non-rhyming poems. 2• I'll have a time period for each day — 2-3 poems a day. 3• I'll start working hard at contests.
Hello there... I'm well, sorry that I need to take an Opuss vacation for 3 days. So, I would like a favor from all of you... like my previous Opusses when I'm gone. I'll be SO HAPPY if you did it.
Fiction, nonfiction... Fantasy and magic... Comedy and humor... Drama and tragic... Chapter 1 to thirty-six, 50 pages, 45 pages, Table of contents'n Index, The A to Z different stages.
If it hits spring 'o clock, Heaps of birds form a flock, Moss and trees appear, Sheep without a mark'o shear.
Wish With A Candle, Your Dreams You Handle. You Have A Smile, Sweeter Than A Candy Stockpile. Hope You're Happy Every time, And be Happy With this Rhyme!.
(Just asking, does it have to be scary. This one is quite scary...) "HEELLOOO. I'm English, And I am undead, My body is boned, My eyes are red.
Trying to make Halloween does not seem like a scary holiday...
Okay, found some Internet — time to make 'dem poems!.
I'm in Sydney, Australia for my birthday which was about 5 days ago. I will be staying there for about 5 days, and there's not public Internet. So, I won't be writing some poems for 5 days, sorry.
My Imaginary friend is named Opuss. He is not a boy, not a girl, but an App. The App is always there when I go to my iPad. Opuss looks like a cat, a brownish black one, and has 4 black paws.
#halloweenparty A stormy, dark, freezing night, A pumpkin patch appears. Pumpkins of Pikachu's everywhere, The sides, edges, the rears...
On the concrete wall, There are colors of fall, Now there's winter-blue, And a color with no clue. Blue, red, purple, green, Some words that are mean, Indigo, turquoise, black..
@LittleKitten Challenge I am iPikachu, known as Kobe. I am not a male, female, nor a shemale. I'm a Pikachu for pokemon's sake. I have 3 brothers, 1 mom & dad, and 45 cousins in total.
#halloweenparty Note: This is even more chillier if you read it slowly with a spooky voice.
#halloweenparty 2 small round eyes, Under a white cloth, It has rags, patches, And eats by a moth. That makes it cute, That makes it scary, That makes it real, But it ain't contrary.
This is dedicated to my Mom's friend — Tita Kitch I just want to say, For your birthday, Your cheeks are peach, And so are you, Tita Kitch.
In school I have 4 hours, To lay and sit to relax, Detention, I love, My desk is comfort wax. But my hatred grows, When detention's over, It is even more irritating, When you loose a clover.
My cold freezing fridge, Holds an amount of food, If you wish to eat them, Show your gratitude. I tell you, My fridge is alive. It does not open, If rudeness'll survive.
A large beaked bird, Swoops down, down... From the canopy, Not the city-town. Most are endangered, Some are okay, But most of them, Dying in dismay.
I would like to say Thank you for all the support you gave me, I'm already Rank 47 in one month. Thank you, my followers, likings, and commentators. Today, is my birthday.
#household #candle Candle's wax dripping... Making the fire flicking... By the fire you touch, You'll get pain a lil much.
#halloweenparty #graveyard. •NOTICE: I'll not be writing a poem in a few. "One day, you'll get a grave," said Olde' Grandma "Soon, I will too, With my friend, Mrs. Balshaw.
The Mayflower, With 5 masts, And monsters It away casts. It's not a flower, That grows in may, It's used to doing What the Pilgrims say.
Sometimes I mistaken a lot, A pickle for a sea cucumber, Maybe it was because of My 70-year soft slumber.
In every morning, There's breakfast. Not ham'o cheese, Or an amulet, alas. Eggs and bacon maybe. Nope, you're wrong, And not the pancake pan, That goes CLINK-CLONG.
#emotion If my Grandpa's mad... He wouldn't be sad... Grandpa isn't dumpy... But he really is GRUMPY. If I accidentally smash, Grandpa's going to gash.
My sheep have fled, My face is bright-red, My goose has shed, I need to go to the Med. 'No Ice cream' I said, To Mrs. Lucky Led. Santa broke his sled, And Ted broke his head.
In the websites, There is disclaim, Why'd you post. Oh, the shame. The owner of it, Sees you post, He has motions, Anger's the most.
The Elven lyes before the Magical Tree, It makes evil Elven, and Burloghs flee. Rapped vines around the trunk, The evil Dwarves have now shrunk. Canopy water is leaking up high.
The Wright Brothers, That invented flight. Where Benjamin F., Got his thunder-kite. They twisted canals, And poured oil in, Once they tested it out, Their faces with a grin.
#description In my dusty cabinet, Lies a twinkling face, Flying around and Hiding just in case. The silky soft, Fairy wings, It goes up and down, Right- left- it flings.
In the ocean, Isles will form. Venture into them, Observe what's storm; It's reality, It doesn't sound like it, But once you feel it, Your heart is very well lit. Thunder rumbles.
Sugar in my lemonade, Which makes it cool, It tastes almost lemon, My lemonade shall rule.
I am a Beastoligist, Oh yes, I am. I study dodos, With a giant clam. Making up words; Like skid-doodle. And I like studying A three-headed poodle.
There's a clerk in a store, And if you enter the door, He will scream at your face, Then your heart will race.
(not asking for followers) Dedicated to Opuss for lifting my rank up high. Not just Opuss, but all my followers. I was rank 1562, but now I'm in the top 100. Rank 72. Thanks, like very much.
Dedicated to my Mum and Dad's anniversary, Sept. 26. My Mum's anniversary, And also my Dad's, I would like to congrats, I would say, it's rad.
The abbreviation for LOL is... Leaping on Lizards. The abbreviation for BRB is.... Buffaloes riding Bikes. The abbreviation for GTG is... Get the Garbage. The abbreviation for LOF is...
Happy birthday, Ian. Let your dreams come true, And let your nightmares shoo. Make your dark times, Light with everlasting joy, And make sure you get a toy.
#nature #burrow The Badger, black and white, Digging caverns, what a site. They live in a cave, Under a 16's old grave. You could'o guessed it, The grave is very well lit.
I am a diary, And I write myself, My own private diary, My home's on the shelf. Quill and ink in me, They turn into words, I do like animals, Especially green birds.
#nature The silk white spider web, Knitted by the only spider, It's so soft and comfortable, It can't be any silky or wider.
Dawn to dusk, Sunrise or sunset, Blonde or brunette. Crescent or full, White or black, The sky is back. Midnight to morn, Noon is the middle, Is this some riddle.
On the first morning, My brother staring at me, That isn't usual, What could it be. On the second morning, My sister and her eyes, They are wide open, What could be the demise.
#nature @AWriterGirl What beautiful color, The perfect sunset, Very peaceful, I wish it was a duet. The next time, I will keep my eyes on, To see you setting, In my lush lawn.
Blackout, in the dark, You can't see a thing, Not even a spark. The sky is black, My clothes are dark, Slipped in juice, That left a mark.
Just a little quote... That only YOU can make your dreams come true. -My Words, SAS..
In the beach, Comes a shore, Very watery, And galore. 5 seashells, All in a little team, And all are innocent, No crime, and no scheme.
Okay, sorry for the speed-up, but I couldn't wait to show off these pieces. In third place, comes a wonderful poem, "Bees, Bees, BEES!" edited, made and by @PoemsChaos . What wonderful creativity.
#emotion Please, please, forgive me, I couldn't be less, If you please, please, Show your forgiveness.
Learn what you see, You can count on me. Copy a math test. I don't want to protest, That doesn't make you learn, It just makes your heart burn. See a thick book.
When time was born, I could have sworn, That I was born. I am alive, But I will arrive When anything's done, And I will be gone When it has just begun.
#emotion My brain, Very confused, My head hurts, And it got bruised. 1+1 equals 3, I got an F on my test, But I smiled with glee. I wore a vest; For free-dress day, Everyone stared, As if I was a...
It's been long, very long, since that @ckahn chose me as first place in her nature challenge. It's been 2 weeks, since I haven't picked the next one... But, the bonus word is...
#household The tall, tall, column, With a sculpture, A bird with wings, Is it a vulture. A concrete flower At the tip, And a little dog, Trying to flip.
#emotion When I get irritated It will get ugly Mad and Confusion Isn't that smugly. Happy isn't powerful enough To stop that war Stars and the Moon, Are going to get a scar.
The Old Man. The Young Man. Years apart, And their life's span. The Old Man has white hair The Young has brown The Old acting finely The Young acting like a clown.
#emotion Flowers in spring bloom, Giving my some amnesia But something blocks that, It's my emotion of euphoria. Spring is my favorite, The color and smell, Feathery petals Keeps me a lot more swell.
The lovable charm, Doesn't cost any harm. A charm, performs a kiss, Sweet as cheese Swiss. The charm grows And also glows On Valentine's day, The day that casts away, Dismay.
Itchy, itchy, warts... Itchy, itchy, parts... 56 chicken pocks And 7 smelly, socks... No wonder I itch, I might need a stitch, Is there a switch, To turn off the itch. Ow, ow...
DING DING DING. Goes a magical ring, The doorbell was loud, Sound waves higher than a cloud, Vibrations everywhere It can even cause a scare.
#pain A dog, is lost in the mist, Thinking about it's life. How it got here, and why, A shadowy figure with a knife Approaching the dog, In the fog...
What's in my coffee... Eww, is it pee. What's in my coffee... What?. Snow from a ski. It stinks... Having a bad day. My coffee, bringing me dismay. Uh, there's something HARD in my coffee...
#slow Thinking... About my ache. Thinking... About a memory. Thinking... When he was in an earthquake. Thinking... About his sister Lily. Thinking... When will it end... Thinking...
Who am I. Do I tell a lie. Am I social or shy. Am I dumb, or sly. Do I like sports. Do I make snow forts. Am I blonde or not. Am I scared to get a shot. Did I build a robot. Do I have a big snot.
#nature Uphill meadows, start to form. Oceans, seas, start to flow, Landmarks and nature perform. The ground, plants, ready to grow. North, west, has been created Venus, Neptune, had a shock.
Spells and hexes, All in a cake Magical flexes As I bake. All of these spells Are not fake As a giant goblin dwells Making the ground shake.
The Daily Article Hi, this is iPikachu. Welcome to my world of editing, articles, concepts, and news flashes. Today, this is the first one.
Puff... Puff... Puff... goes the pipe... smoke coming out of the wooden instrument. "Sir, what should I do with your files?" asked a slick tall, black haired man.