Please no joke bullshit like roses are red etc. real poems that move you. I'll start... “I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.” ― D.H. Lawrence "You are beautiful like demolition. Just the thought of you draws my knuckles white. I don’t need a god. I have you and your beautiful mouth, your hands holding onto me, the nails leaving unfelt wounds, your hot breath on my neck. The taste of your saliva. The darkness is ours. The nights belong to us. Everything we do is secret. Nothing we do will ever be understood; we will be feared and kept well away from. It will be the stuff of legend, endless discussion and limitless inspiration for the brave of heart. It’s you and me in this room, on this floor. Beyond life, beyond morality. We are gleaming animals painted in moonlit sweat glow. Our eyes turn to jewels and everything we do is an example of spontaneous perfection. I have been waiting all my life to be with you. My heart slams against my ribs when I think of the slaughtered nights I spent all over the world waiting to feel your touch. The time I annihilated while I waited like a man doing a life sentence. Now you’re here and everything we touch explodes, bursts into bloom or burns to ash. History atomizes and negates itself with our every shared breath. I need you like life needs life. I want you bad like a natural disaster. You are all I see. You are the only one I want to know." -Henry Rollins
here was a young lady from Ongar who was shagged in the sea, by a conger, her girl friend from Deal, asked "how did it feel?" she said "nice - like a man - only longer!"
Here's two by Charles Bukowski: OH YES there are worse things than being alone but it often takes decades to realize this and most often when you do it's too late and there's nothing worse than too late. and… My dear, Find what you love and let it kill you. Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness. Let it kill you and let it devour your remains. For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
Why, why, why Delilah? You bitch, You slut, You whore! My, my, my Delilah! You bitch, You slut, You whore!
What makes a man start a fire Push and pull and call him a liar Smash the glass, break down the door Gimme all you money, gimme gimme gimme more
Only Cortez would start a thread requesting poems (comedy unto itself, BTW), and then start it off with a couple of his favorite quotes.....
Slap 'er down again paw Slap 'er down again Make tell us more paw Tell us where she's been We don't want our neighbors Talkin 'bout our kin Slap 'er down again paw Slap 'er down again. (That is actually the lyrics of a song a friend of mine had on some old LP album)
im a bold bad man ha ha ha ha i plot and plan ha ha ha hq i do the things i should not do im as crooked as a old cork screw ha ha ha ha ha ha
There once was a man from LA Whose picture was totally ghey He put on lipstick And tucked back his dick From there he could go either way The End