People's Choice - Pebble Poetry

DeletedUser8396

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Write a poem about puppets

His cold, barren, lifeless eyes,
Stare back at my very soul.
The rosy cheeks, polished teeth,
Mouth opening to devour me

The Puppet master's screams echo,
Filling the halls through his hands.
But the puppet remains ever still,
Watching, waiting for me to dream.

Every second I watch the wretched show,
The Puppet crawls closer to me.
He silently whispers in my ears,
I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming.

The puppet crawls back to it's cave,
Willed by the master's unseen hand.
And I lay here cold and lifeless,
Dead by the puppet master's plan
 

DeletedUser

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because you jilted me
on your parade I'll pee
with much hurt and sorrow
I'll give you hell... tomorrow.
 

DeletedUser33530

Guest
because you jilted me
on your parade I'll pee
with much hurt and sorrow
I'll give you hell... tomorrow.

He is studying for finals right now. I don't see how you could make his life worse. But by all means give it a shot.
 
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DeletedUser23986

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I sat down with it in mind
A way to challenge pebble's kind
Thinking about a creative topic
That would need more than logic

But All i could do was write a poem
Or have at attempt at making one
Thinking that failures are steps to success
When it struck me all of a sudden

How about the tool defines itself
After all, No doctor can operate on himself
I guess that would be the tougher job
Which hopefully will make pebble sob

Happy, sad, evil or grim
It won't make me whim
In a poem, I thus may ask
For a poem on "POEM" itself!
 

DeletedUser8396

Guest
I sat down with it in mind
A way to challenge pebble's kind
Thinking about a creative topic
That would need more than logic

But All i could do was write a poem
Or have at attempt at making one
Thinking that failures are steps to success
When it struck me all of a sudden

How about the tool defines itself
After all, No doctor can operate on himself
I guess that would be the tougher job
Which hopefully will make pebble sob

Happy, sad, evil or grim
It won't make me whim
In a poem, I thus may ask
For a poem on "POEM" itself!

Already did this in the 100 Poem Challenge:

A poem is a funny thing to write,
Something unique to itself.
With rhyme coupled with meter,
Can be serious or something light.

A story set in rhythmic motion,
To sing to the heart’s voice.
Reminding the reader of old dreams,
Whilst comforting with new emotion

A poem is pain formed into letters,
Love moving through words
It is the soul of a forgotten passion
The life force of all the dreamers

I dream of being a poet-
Dream of making others feel.
Wouldn’t it be funny though,
If I was one and didn’t know it?
 

DeletedUser33530

Guest
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