Most Commented Work Poems (218)

DOES YOUR GOD DO IT GREEK STYLE?

I don’t mind being labeled a fool
Why, because I’m that god-damned cool
And by the way, I am seriously dying as we speak
But until I’m dust I’ll do it just like the Greek

Zorba ain’t got a thing over me
I down ouzo people give me for free
How do I do that which you yearn to know?
Well, if it ain’t free I write a bad check and let the ouzo flow

That’s just the kind or unkind of fool I am
Foolish enough to fool all of them
All the fools and the common folk
And I may be a fool but I ain’t no joke

I hear with my heart your god’s admonition
But my foolishness will never be in remission
For the remainder of my days I’ll be this way
Disregarding that which society and your lord may say

So call me a fool if that be your will
Because I ain’t got nothing but time to kill
Until your god decides to kill this fool
But I don’t give a f*ck because I’m that god-damned cool
Phreepoetree ~free cee!~

I seem to wait all the time for that fourteenth day to come back around. Sometimes when you say two weeks instead of so many days it seems to be a better phrase.
When I go to bed at night my prayers are said then I can lay my weary head to rest.
New things are coming my way, eager to see what life is bringing to me like a child on his or her birthday. Fridays are suppose to be such a big day for so many people but as for me, its just another day well except for the fourteenth day which is a good friday, my day for pay.
Soon things will be much better, and that fourteenth day will be good but again just another day, for now I'm again saving for a rainy day.
Nevr the less I will always think ahead so I don't find myself sinking below the surface during the week of the fourteenth day.

the roads all clear not a possum in sight only the deer on the other side,
sun has almost set and home is near how thy love ones i hold in my heart so tight,
a sudden hit from mike tyson leaves the blackness of the dark night upon my white skin,
awoken up with help from angels high within the sky and sexy nurses from within side,
thank god for the egg upon thy head for it helped me survive to live again,
now safety my dearest friends is made up of life angels and most of all your children held within your heart,
safety is the key to life gear up be safe n love for all those u hold tight n dear within side

An eagle soaring above the clouds
The scroll of knowledge in its talons
Wisdom comes of age

Ravens croak in the misty morning
Forbid your going...fear not
Some things cannot be known

Killdeer, Killdeer, feign your broken wing
For the sake of your loved ones
You'd give your life for theirs

Beautiful Swan youve found your twin soul
Lovers forever,never a doubt
Faithful until death

Chuck-Wills-Widow heard but can't be seen
The last song before my journey
Into....etern....ity

I have seen purple vibes of a living soul
I have heard the waves of azure blue
I have tasted Erato's sweet delight
I have found her bouquet in the fields of night
I have swam in the ink of a timeless sky
I have flown through Gaia's earthen womb

Without form and wholly void
Emptiness and loneliness walk side by side
Ever connected through the sands of time
Running parallel , the Adept finds
Intersecting points of light
Woven in the Spiral Architects' mind

Out of nothing
Came the darkness and the light
The Sun by day and the moon by night.

Out of nothing
Came the stars of the sky
'by His word and Knows each one by name.

Out of nothing
He called the things that were not
'As though they were and so they are.

"There is no such thing as nothing
for even nothing is something"

A ship sails through astral bays
The Erne soars over misty waves
A silver plate after a golden bowl
A seamless curtain without a fold.

The wick of life flickers speedily
As the waxen heart grows cold
Pane of the soul thrown open
By the angel of the Northeast

A ship full of worthless treasure
Sinks to the depths of unknown fathoms
The memory of a Captain trapped in his quarters
Forever in the tombs of Davy Jones locker......

While my Darling scans the horizon for Edens twilight
The scent of my twin soul in the whisper of the wind
Take me to the shore where my lover abides
A Golden Dawn alights from an emerald sea.....

As the turtle-dove flies through the window of Heaven
There lies the silouhette of my beautiful swan.
The cry of the Bean Sidhe and pay it no mind
For at last I have found you , you were there all the time.

He’s younger
A bit of a rebel
I assume by his self inflicted
Tattoos
"Love"
"Hate"
On each arm
Other symbols I don’t
Recognize
Still…
Very handsome
Refined visage
Fans of fringed eyelashes
And we flirt
An excuse to “high-five”
To steal a touch
Hands warm and soft
He is edgy or
Not
We look at each other across
The room
We pass
As if we are strangers
Still…
He drops what he is doing
To help me with my work
A gentleman in hiding
And I knew where to look

we were up there in the mountains,me and brumby bill. we were cutting for a cocky, we had ourselves a sthil.. sthil a little buety it cuts through wood like cheese ..ahh and the mountain tops were ringing for the sound of falling trees

They call me BeefWindly cause thats all that i do,
reppin port city at the top of the boot.
My ice glossed and glistening and and im shinin on you.
I see you muggin ugly i say what mayne it do.
Fisna grab my board and shred on the streets.
Dropin mad rhymes an dont need fat beats.
goin to lunch to get sumthin to eats.
chompin vienna sausage and a whole can of beets.
when i was a baby i would just suck on some teets
back then when i didnt wear shoes on my feets
Nowadays causin Havoc Discret
this rhyme is like a madlib raisin da heat
makin' mothaf*ckas wanna turn and retreat..
bow down bitches we gotta hefty fleet
Get this show on the road while im claimin defeat
all you hatin niggas and lovin outta deceit