A pansy who lived in Khartoom
Took a lesbian up to his room
And they argued a lot
About who would do what
And how, and with which, and to whom

In this world of childish dreams,
There's only one relief it seems.
This relief it seems quite fit,
Just sit right down and take a $h|t.

lol nice mah I am going to put another poem of mine that was good mah :lol: :lol: :lol:

What is love?

· It isn't Love, it's Like.
You can't keep your eyes or hands off of them, am I right?
· It isn't Love, it's Lust.
Are you proud, and eager to show them off?
· It isn't Love, it's Luck.
Do you want them because you know they're there?
· It isn't Love, it's Loneliness.
Are you there because it's what everyone wants?
· It isn't Love, it's Loyalty.
Do you stay for their confessions of Love, because you don't want to hurt them?
· It isn't Love, it's Pity.
Are you there because they kissed you, or held your hand?
· It isn't Love, it's being Unconfident.
Do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip a beat?
· It isn't Love, it's Infatuation.
Do you pardon their faults because you care about them?
· It isn't Love, it's Friendship.
Do you tell them every day they are the only one you think of?
· It isn't Love, it's a Lie.
Are you willing to give all of your favorite things for their sake?
· It isn't Love, it's Charity.
Does your heart ache and break when they're sad?
· Then it's Love.
Are you attracted to others, but stay with them faithfully without regret?
· Then it's Love.
Do you accept their faults because they're a part of who they are?
· Then it's Love.
Do you cry for their pain, even when they're strong?
· Then it's Love.
Do their eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts?
· Then it's Love.
But do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and elation pulls you close and holds you?
· Then it's Love.
Would you give them your heart, your life, your death?
· Then it's Love.
Now, if Love is painful, and tortures us so,
why do we Love?
Why is it all we search for in life?
This pain, this agony?
Why is it all we long for?
This torture, this powerful death of self?
Why?
Because it's...
Love
Author: Yikes :)

Lol nameless and ice. Nameless is that your own work?

Iceman's obviously is, LMAO!!! Funny, keep em coming.

Yikes, keep writing! :lol:

Each day your smile becomes my morning star.
I look at you and then my feelings shine.
From you I learn far more than words or numbers:
You're the book that someday will be mine.
You're the one whose love my love of learning
will one day trace in its ancestral line.
For all the ways you help me grow towards beauty,
I ask you please to be my Valentine.
Love comes through the eyes that see
and through the ears that hear,
for people are quite beautiful,
and words make feelings clear.
Love comes through the hands that touch
with unabashed affection,
for only skin-to-skin can love
Maintain its true direction.
Love comes through the tastes and smells
of fresh and well-cooked food,
for in the gift of nourishment
is much else that is good.
But though love comes through senses five,
Love comes from the heart,
for there resides the greater love
of which ours is a part.
You are my heart, my hope, my help,
The passion that is me,
The whole of which I am a part,
My peace, my ecstasy.
You are my future, present, past,
my ship, my sail, my ocean,
the wind that brings me home again,
the home for every motion.
You live within me, yet I am
without you all-alone.
With you I am full of light;
Without you I am stone.
Is this foolish? Yes, perhaps,
But also it is true.
I think of life as something I
Can spends with only you.
Ah, my love! Love longs for such
Sweet celebrants as this!
Love is a burden and a joy,
Slavery and bliss.
This day of love come love with me,
Come sing with me my song.
Come be my Valentine, and I
Will love you my life long, my love,
Will love you my life long.

writen by: Yikes

Wow Yikes, that is very good for a person of your age....

Now when a woman punches through your chest, takes your heart and stomps on it, then picks it up and rips it apart, then devours it, then poops it out and stomps on it some more... Then I'll bet you won't write poetry like this............


DR. CATHY!!! I HAVE ISSUES!!!! :roll:


Ahh... to be young again....

thanks jarg I'll put more when I have more :)

wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

very awesome keep writing them someday you will melt a girls heart with those

bh

jarg,

i have the # of some professionals that can help you with that anger thing. the first step is always the hardest. we''l be here to support you .

fish

How old are you YIKES? :?:

Mah, I wish I could say it was mine. I got it many years ago from a book called "The Lure of the Limmerick". It discussed limmericks, but at the same time listed some of the grossest and sickest ones imaginable, and some "dirty" poetry too. I think I stored the damn book under the eaves somewhere. It's been over 30 years since I read it. I'd like to see what I thought of it now. I do recall that in my final year of high school during the last term, I stuck a sheet of the most ing of the limmericks up on the wall with all of the other work in the English classroom on display. It was still there at the end of the year. :twisted: :lol:

Yes Mah, that is an original. A couple of friends and myself wrote that over 20 years ago in English class.....I should have paid attention to class.

Maybe we should have a poetry corner on the web page. What was the name of the poetry segment they did on "The Rocky and Bullwinkle Show"?

Work is already in progress Iceman. Was only going to add the stuff directly related to our mutual obsession here though.

Ok the beginnings of our poetry corner is up. I only added the ones directly related to our little group and UT though. No link from the Nav bar yet though. Gotta feed the weee babe. just followthe link below to view it. We need some stuff from other folks though. it's all Mah's right now. Because Mah started this little vventure the new page has been dedicated to him.

http://www.redeemerinsanity.com/poetry.html