Most Commented Quatrain Poems (302)

a 17 year old white kid shouldn't be in such a place
and shouldn't be in such a lady's embrace
yet there strolled I in the darkness of desperation
and all too soon mine became a hazardous occupation

my eyes saw the midnight moon but it mattered not
i went there whether the weather was frigid or hot
walking amongst people so different from me
yet that lady would allow none of us to live free

my eyes widened when I saw what lay straight ahead
a lady that could leave me comatose or dead
yet a 17 year old white boy sat on the street
craving in the cold and searching in the scortching heat

a 17 year old white boy shouldn't be there
and back then that lady filled people with fear
but i needed immediate relief only she could provide
as I continued to let the lady become my only guide

all those years ago among friends I was the only one
and day by day heroin had me on the run
seeking on corners and looking in bars
while a white boy in Harlem may as well have been on Mars

I was a stranger meeting strangers by the score
and that's what I'd done a hundred times or more
because no matter what was happening the lady displayed her charm
and she grew more grievous with every shot in my arm
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P.S. did you people know that the only adjective in the English language that cannot be modified by an adverb is the word "unique"....like she's either unique or she ain't unique, if one chooses to adhere to the rules my creative writing professor in my second and last year of college told me, "free, if you want to adhere to the rules you won't say VERY unique" So I don't. and I find that unique....as in a unique eunich

Today I saw the moon and stars
And I remembered you my love
I hope you know I love you still
It's you I'm always thinking of.

I think about you day and night
When I'm awake or when I sleep
And when I start to think of you
my heart will start to weep.

I only wish to see your face
to hold your hand and look at you
And hope you'll try to understand
my love for you is very true.

One more poem I wish to write,
About the girl I lost tonight;
The time we had was very short,
But love itself was our support;
Her crimson lips, and gentle eyes,
Shall force a man to believe in lies;
She left me now and went away,
Although I begged for her to stay;
She says that we shall never be,
But all I say, let’s try and see;
But as before I start to realize,
There is no love, just gentle lies;
And as my eyes get filled with tears,
Which haven’t dried throughout the years;
I guess I’ll smile, and walk away,
Forever more think of this day.

my armour glinting in the mid day sun
cold am i motionless having no fun tetherd in the mid day sun
waiting watching having no fun
starring at the mid day sun

under the sea i will soon lay covered from the mid day sun
lapping at my feet the waves do come ready to pounce and cover me up
lapping at my feet then my knees over my head it now goes

now am lying beneath the sea
motionless covered well below the sea waiting for the new day to come
cold am i coverd up beneath the sea i lay all coverd up
watching waiting all i can do tethered waiting thats all i can do

below the ocean wave i lay waiting waiting for the new day

As i look up into the sky
BIG and white the moon shinning bright
into the darkness of space stars all around shining bright
further we travel in space into the darkneess of the deep black space

Lots of stars,Mybe a comet
Or spaceship traveling to mars
Passing all the space junk as we travel
comets here there space ships here there satalittes every where

oh the joys and freedom of space to be weightless in space
to move around with such ease motionless weightless one becomes floating around in outer space
viewing are kingdom from outer space looking down on the earth as we float in space

we travel in are spaceships where we go know one knows like catching the bus we travel in space to the moon we can travel
the next planet and the next in are space capsule we will travel
where will life begin again

if man destroys this earth will we have to begin again are mission to mars other earth planets to find
is this mans destination that he has to find

NO FUTURE, NO FUN, ONLY FAILURE

Perhaps that’s bothers me most
Haunting and hunting for me as a ghost
She had to have known I’d end up injured
Yet ignored what I had suffered and endured

I put up with promises I knew were secretive dreams
I put up with wondering if the lady is what she seems
My second nature obviously beat the s**t out of my first
And not only that but second nature did its f*****g worst

She must have known my body, spirit and mind would fall apart
I have too much compassion and soul within my heart
So I provided what she needed with no price, bill or fee
But she had to have known the last man to do this to was me

So now I yearn to do all the things she knew I shouldn’t do
Like drinking and drugging myself half to death and that is nothing new
She’s comfy while I wish I were being welcomed into hell by it’s host
And perhaps that’s what bothers me most
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DO YOU THINK THIS REALLY EVER HAPPENED VS. EARLY RELEASE?
As if jail and then prison wasn’t un-seemly enough
You took pleasure in making things exponentially rough
Each day you’d awake me with a start
Rattling my cage and making sure I don’t get too smart

I have to take some time to read between every line
You gave me s**t and took what little was mine
I want to take a little bit of time for reflection
Since you’ve already taught me about rejection

When you can describe how I feel within
When you can scribe a document promising no more sin
When I can sleep in peace one cannot own but only lease
Then I can complete this puzzle with every required piece

But in fruition where I’m likely headed is right back here
It seems I don’t mind the threats, the darkness and the fear
And then I remember the c**k s*****g b***h of a wife who was always a curse
Well warden, I’ll stay in prison because living with her again would be far worse
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DOES---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**k because I’m that god-damned cool
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DOES---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**k because I’m that god-damned cool
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DID WILL, BILL AND GIL GET THEIR PILL?

I got this great idea to invent a pill
Make it so men can get pregnant as well
Dudes walking around in camouflage
Get a huge belly and know pregnancy is an un-earthly hell

This pill will be mandated and mandatory to ingest
Let’s let men do what women have been doing since Eve
Let the future climb out of Walter’s womb
With little baskets to make and baby blankets to weave

So mommy is in one hospital room and daddy’s in another
And our peaceful home will be noisy for quite a while
One kid from her and the other one from him
And the dad wonders how his wife can summon a smile

Don’t all of you get it, there’s been a problem for years?
And we should have monitored each and every birth
Because all we’ve accomplished is a problem made worse
And doesn’t everyone understand we are over-populating the earth?
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