parity clarity jitters bleak
coarse remorse hide seek
weep sleep voyeur's peek
snort retort alcohol reek
love dove pet cheek
money honey indulgence weak
run gun blood leak
peace lease god meek
fumble stumble break the fall
halted vaulted within brick walls
kneel heel pray on the floor
would it hurt for you to open the door?
8 comments:
The Doors? This isn't them, Saym man, this is you! Me's one of just a few left for comments, so...
Awesomenesses!
(please take note of the plural - that should make up for comments that will never be)
i guess the words fuck, shit and the like are more repugnant than i had estimated :).
well who gives a flying FUCK..the show must go on.
Abey 'shit' kehne se toh mere mata pita bhi naaraaz nahi hote.
Eh ehhehe hehhehhe he.
dude - you are on one fucking spree. read your blog after wuite sometime. very nice man. very nice. annd do something - filter john's comments - he's an arse.
The awesomeness of this fucking poem is so obvious that coming here to write "Well done mate Sam, you the dude" is as rhetoric and superficial as coming here to write "Soham will never be able to tell the Q from the W on a simple keyboard" :D
Here's a poem of my own. It's titled "the doors" -
Hi, I'm Bong,
I'm a freetard.
Open the door, ding dong,
Lemme give you a free turd.
I'll drop my free opinion,
Just here & there, you know.
I've got more than a million,
Ooh look, there I go.
I think I'll just ramble on,
make you sing my own darned song,
Make you kneel wail pray on the floor,
It's gonna hurt to open the door.
yeah yeah - everybody takes a shot at the broken hearted bloke when he's down.
The beautifuls be the poems sam.
May be it is the best poem i have come across.
kudos to paapi-rus
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