Random Free Verse Poems (29,541)

Here it is!
Now you can join our
12 step program and
truly learn how to win
a maidens heart..

Sir knight of Trotters
Field will teach you to
scoop a maiden up on our
finest white stallion, but
baby steps first:
You'll first train to ride
a mallard duck, a wild boar,
a rehabiltated crippled
chicken, and finally you'll
learn to sweep a manikin
maiden off it's feet on a
camel that turned up 'missing'
from an undisclosed zoo
You'll learn to sharpen your
sword using the saliva from
a rare island lizzard
You'll use our special 'chest
hair' chant to dispell any
wizzard curse
Learn to prepare Maiden Purfume
from the sweat of conquered
warriors
And a favorite among maidens
is when you purchase the Golden
Feather..a real tickler!
This and much, much more when
at the completion of this course
you'll receive the patch of the
Golden Knight..
Act now and avoid the holiday
rush..
You'll be glad you did!

listen as angels sing this lullaby for all humanity and animals to stars shine on the face of a child as we love each other forever we watch life change every minute take my hand we are all the same lifted up in gods eyes so smile lets not cry

Wherever did you get the gall?
I'm sorry,
Who died and made you the King,
Of Anything..

Where do these crazy ideas come from,
Your own crazy, empty head?
Or most likely, you were dilusional,
Had a delusional thought, and chose to act upon it,

In an antisocial way..such Audacity!
Well you had no right, you had no reason..
No one appointed you,
no one gave you licence,
To maim, to hurt, to kill..

Whomever shall live, and whomever, shall die,
You have no God given right to decide,
If you're not content, within your little world,
Then,by all means, get some help.
or put the gun to your own head,
You've no right!

To disrupt anyone elses world,
Did it give you a sick thrill,
In the midst of it all..
To announce to your little world,
What a big man you were with a gun,..

Pity you were the only one..
Had you been a real man,
Everyone there, that night,
Would have had one.
But, you never, gave them a chance,
did you?
Coward!

We are
a single soul
in two bodies.

Our friendship
turned to love
then into
music.

The beginning
of everything.

She has
the capacity to wound
with such precision

But she has
the capacity to heal
what she has done.

She is my priestess
my magician
my lover.

She makes charms
to incant
my being

I am a victim
of her beauty

There is a place
in our hearts
only we can enter

There we dissolve
and merge
into eternity...

You wore the dress
that I picked out
sexy black skirt
that I raved about

You came to me
as a flower in bloom
I kissed you
when you entered the room

You lifted your dress
I bled out
in my shaded bedroom
you made me shout

Stretched out next to you
I said I loved you perhaps too soon
as you plumed and plumed
I felt like a big baffoon....

This music comes out so thick, so naturally...
it could not be faked!
As the THC comes out of the weed, it cannot be faked!
Receive. Accept. Relieve & pass to the left.

Originality is rare, yet it's my life!
As this music is everywhere in me & my life!
It's strong as my soul for as my soul in health,
for I believe in something that is greater than myself.
However do not mistake me for religious man,
I will dream my own pretentious plan.

Study lyrics, connect with spirits, as I let them out.
Know to be proud but not too, as we cry aloud, together us two, to better get us through, the thought, the touch, the taste of you.
Engulf ourselves in vibrations of the truth!
Let the music make you weightless!
Fear not death.
Fear not the faceless.
I'll protect you wondering through forbidden places.
As the THC seeps out of the weed this music comes out of me naturally.
Like the blood that flows & pumps the pain I leave it on stage with the sweat that drains.
I bleed for, I am a slave to this music.
By far my deepest passion, it's greatly therapeutic,
it pursues my life's dedication,
as I commit to this here, my crucifixion!
I sacrifice myself, for my deepest devotion.
Take you with me, in my nuclear explosion.
Make you, with me, put your body in motion.
Don't think,
Just feel,
Your energy,
Your soul, MOVE!
GROOVE to the sound moving through you!
You let it in, so let it out, how you feel!
Feel the vibration as you make your own!
Own this time that you have left, let it be shown!
Our time is not up yet, let it be known!
Be sure to secure the moment you're in,
to be sure you don't go without.
Close your eyes...in me depend.
Now open your eyes...can you see the end?

Its Nothin'.
Age Of Reason Is Now.
Austin J. Frick
Its April 22, 2010 at 4:02 P.M.
I'm not about to come down now,
so we smoke again! ! !

Sitting on the back porch
legs swinging back and forth
Quiet little voice whispers...
A little bitty castle,
A little bitty moat...
WHOOSH!

Soft giggles,
Smile wreath his face
Quiet little voice whispers...
A little bitty puppy,
A little bitty house...
WHOOSH!

Hands clapping, loud laughter
Running round the yard,
In her little sundress,
WHOOSH!

What are you doing my two?
Making wishes with the fairies...
Want to blow some bubbles too?
WHOOSH!

I went to my first Chuck E Cheese
I went to my first two Milwaukee Brewers games
I got my first dental implants
I got my first mp3 player in my car
Donald Trump became our president
North Korea shot off some rockets
Many s*xual assault allegations on celebs
Many shot and killed in Las Vegas
Opioids epidemic takes many lives
Hurricanes hit Texas and Puerto Rico
Solar eclipse across the US
Charlottesville violence
NFL players taking a knee
We lost Mary Tyler Moore, Chuck Berry, Don Rickles
Roger Moore, Adam West, George A. Romero, Glenn Campbell
Jerry Lewis, Hugh Hefner, Tom Petty, Fats Domino
And David Cassidy

Being there in a time a need, he's been seen in time's a greed. Protecting the wrong with a pillow of right over fingers entwined. How can one defend a wrong to a right an walk in good shoes. A paycheck perhaps, an interested nose gets the pay from a sale to better mankind. Directing society making them feel it's where they should be~

In pools of changing hue,
Rippling halo’s of reflected street lights,
Through curtains of rain,
Your eyes sparkling blue.
Just standing there in the wind’s restlessness,
An oasis of calm before the storm,
Watching the dark clouds against a black sky,
Exuding intoxicating peacefulness.
Your gentle voice flies against the breeze,
Calling me,
Across the miles,
Brought to me on the whisperings of trees.
Not lonely but alone,
Ever constant in my mind,
A miracle, just for being,
Always you, my love, my “Home”.