Roses are red
Violets are Blue
this poem is pretty
and so are you
????????????????????
Profit
Hello guys i thought MPGH would be my Homework xD
My teacher gave me to write poem atleast 2 poems Can i any write 2 poems for me xd so i can copy it down in my notebook
Roses are red
Violets are Blue
this poem is pretty
and so are you
????????????????????
Profit
You can steal mine, idgaf.
https://www.mpgh.net/forum/354-poetry...s-our-way.html
Hmm lemme think of one.
Fap, Fap, Fap all day
Oh how I do to waste the day
Fapping is good, pleasureful, and neat
How I would love to fap some more, this week
I know it's kinda taboo, but I don't care
I need some more lube, the one in the grey tube.
[MPGH]AVGN (01-27-2012),Bernard (01-27-2012),[MPGH]Ethereal (01-26-2012),Hassan (01-27-2012)
Hassan (01-27-2012)
Roses are red
Violets are blue
RedTube is down
Google Images will do..
You're so fucking lazy..
Here:
I am a lazy rat.
My tongue got caught by the fat cat.
So I sat down, with a frown on my face.
As I just copied poems to my notebook; I am such a disgrace
- ToXiC Coder
Planet Earth, my home, my place
A capricious anomaly in the sea of space
Planet Earth are you just
Floating by, a cloud of dust
A minor globe, about to bust
A piece of metal bound to rust
A speck of matter in a mindless void
A lonely spacship, a large asteroid
Cold as a rock without a hue
Held together with a bit of glue
Something tells me this isn't true
You are my swweetheart soft and blue
Do you care, have you a part
In the deepest emotions of my own heart
Tender with breezes caressing and whole
Alive with music, haunting my soul.
In my veins I've felt the mystery
Of corridors of time, books of hisotry
Life songs of ages throbbing in my blood
Have danced the rhythm of the tide and flood
Your misty clouds, your electric storm
Were turbulent tempests in my own form
I've licked the salt, the bitter, the sweet
Of every encounter, of passion, of heat
Your riotous color, your fragrance, your taste
Have thrilled my senses beyond all haste
In your beuaty, I've known the how
Of timeless bliss, this moment of now
...
I guess this will do:
Her face cannot be compared to the sun’s gold rays
These are much brighter; I force myself to be true
And without her, my life would still have many days
Next to her eyes, the sea does possess a deeper blue
I’ve seen springs and summers, and today I tell thee
That her smile does not compare to Nature’s grace
So with morning lights, sweet bards would not flee
With spite, for they envy nothing from her face
Not with her, I would still write such sweet verse
And my gift wouldn’t die, for it needs not a muse
My world would not end, ‘cause I’ve seen worse
Than a lovely writer, his only inspiration lose
So I say not with stereotypes, exaggerations or all of the above
You might not be perfect, but your imperfection holds my love
God is great, beer is good, and people are crazy.
because of skill i lack
i goto mpgh to get hacks
even tho it might sound whack
mpgh is just like crack
Hassan (01-27-2012)