surrealistic space speaks in silence
ahinsa brother hood peace non violence
you grow flowers
i grow fruits
either side of the fence
lets share barter good feeling ..
breathing good sense
let us live without fear or suspense
an everlasting present
no future tense
lets for once get rid of a hate dividing fence
lets change our perspective
a single camera body
interchanging
camera lens..
Monday, September 24, 2007
Sun Hit Cybernetic Hate
brightly lit
caught
in a female
vipers pit
my bad luck
sun hit
she had pity
before she threw me out
she gave me a clean chit
character assasination
came much later
when i thought
clipped chipped clits
twats without tits
words burning my flesh
that she spits
cybernetic hate
reality skits
hairy scary
unarmed armpits
pictorial poetic pissed
bandit
in her hollowed heart
she did once admit
she in her red blood stained
Marie Antoinette
gown of an outfit
swollen seething in pain
auto piloted in pantless cock pits
she and her sycophants
circumventing her space
cybernetic dimwits
she who fathered by war..
now as peace horse shits
a new muse ..now
we call quits ..
her window sill
death eating tomtits
caught
in a female
vipers pit
my bad luck
sun hit
she had pity
before she threw me out
she gave me a clean chit
character assasination
came much later
when i thought
clipped chipped clits
twats without tits
words burning my flesh
that she spits
cybernetic hate
reality skits
hairy scary
unarmed armpits
pictorial poetic pissed
bandit
in her hollowed heart
she did once admit
she in her red blood stained
Marie Antoinette
gown of an outfit
swollen seething in pain
auto piloted in pantless cock pits
she and her sycophants
circumventing her space
cybernetic dimwits
she who fathered by war..
now as peace horse shits
a new muse ..now
we call quits ..
her window sill
death eating tomtits
Buzznet will be back shortly 2
buzznet will be back shortly
three wise men
gifts motley
a new hope will be born
fortnightly
dont take dfducks
words
lightly
the blog messiah
lighting a path brightly..
youthfulness and
bursting adrenalin
sprightly.
photo courtesy dfduck
three wise men
gifts motley
a new hope will be born
fortnightly
dont take dfducks
words
lightly
the blog messiah
lighting a path brightly..
youthfulness and
bursting adrenalin
sprightly.
photo courtesy dfduck
love lip locked sucks
who created Love fucked all of us..
a single stroke slashed all of us
a single blow smashed all of us
i hate love ..i hate love
love lip locked sucks
blindfolded bucks
inherited by dimwitted
scavenger schmucks ..
platonically pleated
plethora of phased out pin tucks
unbranded duplicate made in china buttocks
transgendered tyranny eucharistic eunuchs
mounds moaning to become holistic hillocks
man carrying a libidinous load battered bullocks
trembling doors menstruating leaking paddocks
penis lusting for little kids in hemp woven cassocks
love and hate ..emptying out in infested intestinal stomachs
a single stroke slashed all of us
a single blow smashed all of us
i hate love ..i hate love
love lip locked sucks
blindfolded bucks
inherited by dimwitted
scavenger schmucks ..
platonically pleated
plethora of phased out pin tucks
unbranded duplicate made in china buttocks
transgendered tyranny eucharistic eunuchs
mounds moaning to become holistic hillocks
man carrying a libidinous load battered bullocks
trembling doors menstruating leaking paddocks
penis lusting for little kids in hemp woven cassocks
love and hate ..emptying out in infested intestinal stomachs
DO NOT SPILL
the seminal sorrow
of just a drop
that will bring forth
a tomorrow in a dew drop
a new harvest
a new crop
designer baby
of your choice
just come
to buzznet
leisurely window shop
a sperm bank bankable
a pop unseen
as hope for those
that cannot get it on the hob
a nice curly haired
chinky eyed
multi colored
buzzbot
like brainless
robotic nabob
broad jumping
fosberry flop
or a dirty hairy kind of cop
or a sperm from the white house
the best designer shop
little cute baby
disposition tip top
or a sperm from soon
going to hang sodamn
from a mulberry treetop
or a shia rooftop
you can also get
donor sperm babies
at political pawnshops
if you don’t like yours
you can with an
auntie cry baby swap
a nice suckling baby
who wont on
your cybernetic
street gossip eavesdrop
you can have nice baby
of a musician
play music non stop
if you want you can
from madonna an african
baby co op
or a suit case hard samsonite type
the sperm of a bellhop
or the dreamy window eyed
old fart in a bookshop
a sperm
a moonsonal joy
productive
in unploughed regions
from donor seminal
raindrops.
also this poets
diabetic drop
almost as tasty as bitter fruits
in indian rosgolla sweet shops
all at buzznet
online caring sharing
unfeatured as a back drop.
dedicated..
to unborn genius..
smart ass sperm cells
boys and cute belles
donor eggs ..
attitude yolked
unfucked unborn dregs..
i think that you are a wonderful poet!
and with a bad attitude you are even a better one.
but a word of advice don't be the one to hold yourself back.
cybernetic friend
of just a drop
that will bring forth
a tomorrow in a dew drop
a new harvest
a new crop
designer baby
of your choice
just come
to buzznet
leisurely window shop
a sperm bank bankable
a pop unseen
as hope for those
that cannot get it on the hob
a nice curly haired
chinky eyed
multi colored
buzzbot
like brainless
robotic nabob
broad jumping
fosberry flop
or a dirty hairy kind of cop
or a sperm from the white house
the best designer shop
little cute baby
disposition tip top
or a sperm from soon
going to hang sodamn
from a mulberry treetop
or a shia rooftop
you can also get
donor sperm babies
at political pawnshops
if you don’t like yours
you can with an
auntie cry baby swap
a nice suckling baby
who wont on
your cybernetic
street gossip eavesdrop
you can have nice baby
of a musician
play music non stop
if you want you can
from madonna an african
baby co op
or a suit case hard samsonite type
the sperm of a bellhop
or the dreamy window eyed
old fart in a bookshop
a sperm
a moonsonal joy
productive
in unploughed regions
from donor seminal
raindrops.
also this poets
diabetic drop
almost as tasty as bitter fruits
in indian rosgolla sweet shops
all at buzznet
online caring sharing
unfeatured as a back drop.
dedicated..
to unborn genius..
smart ass sperm cells
boys and cute belles
donor eggs ..
attitude yolked
unfucked unborn dregs..
i think that you are a wonderful poet!
and with a bad attitude you are even a better one.
but a word of advice don't be the one to hold yourself back.
cybernetic friend
Lords Adoration
took reading from the shadows, fired ..a salvo to ricochet become my salvation..
my faults my privations..
floating pervading as
unbodily sensations..
timeless treachery
tribulations
a speechless spirituality
minus speculation
man a motorized
calculation
with all
inhuman violations
a god crucified
for man sins
watches
hung on a cross road
on the day of his adoration
my faults my privations..
floating pervading as
unbodily sensations..
timeless treachery
tribulations
a speechless spirituality
minus speculation
man a motorized
calculation
with all
inhuman violations
a god crucified
for man sins
watches
hung on a cross road
on the day of his adoration
Window Strained Glass
gods godliness
light seeping through
the glass
into my soul pass
mind over matter
some mass
window strained
window pained glass
love is no more what it was
broken shards
that stick as pellets
on my multi colored ass
life reflected as green
in a metaphorically
monochromatic grass
cooped in a mindless
thought
her childish mind
cannot encompass
light seeping through
the glass
into my soul pass
mind over matter
some mass
window strained
window pained glass
love is no more what it was
broken shards
that stick as pellets
on my multi colored ass
life reflected as green
in a metaphorically
monochromatic grass
cooped in a mindless
thought
her childish mind
cannot encompass
To Be or Not To Be Tata Agiary
A Parsi
Holy Fire
Zenda Vesta
A Portico
A Wall
A Heritage
to be pillaged
and ravaged
by the Bandra Municipality
The Tata Agiary
tears in the palm
like soaking sorrow
for an unborn posterity
bandra hill road
not for minorities
commerce and more commerce
a choice centre ..a trios
for the rich kutchi baniya marwari
a hell road a death knell
broadening
widening
to be given to
hawkers in charity
graveyards , school grounds
mowed down for
a life of quality
jesus crucified
once again
by the municipality
st johnny joseph
gains his
hard earned
Immortality
This is an old heritage Parsi temple the front porch was to be demolished to widen Bandra Hill Road..at the moment the matter is sub judice..
Holy Fire
Zenda Vesta
A Portico
A Wall
A Heritage
to be pillaged
and ravaged
by the Bandra Municipality
The Tata Agiary
tears in the palm
like soaking sorrow
for an unborn posterity
bandra hill road
not for minorities
commerce and more commerce
a choice centre ..a trios
for the rich kutchi baniya marwari
a hell road a death knell
broadening
widening
to be given to
hawkers in charity
graveyards , school grounds
mowed down for
a life of quality
jesus crucified
once again
by the municipality
st johnny joseph
gains his
hard earned
Immortality
This is an old heritage Parsi temple the front porch was to be demolished to widen Bandra Hill Road..at the moment the matter is sub judice..
The Thief of Big Dad
i am good
when i am very bad
i am miserable
when someone makes me sad
i am horrid
when someone uses me
as her menstrual pad
i get choked
blood clotted
turbanned
like the thief of big dad
me a pictorial monad
soliloquy ranting
cybernetic nomad
poems once written
on her journal like
heart of a formatted
note pad
fiddler on the roof
her indian comrade
xris buzznets
branded new dad
underoos no underoos
emotions unclad
a baby photographer
i pot no1
a taylored launch pad
me mistaken identity
almost going mad
two in one .
split personality
poet photo grave digger
egad
an auntie
cry baby
that suckled
my gonad
barangelina
angelina
pitted against brad
man is gentle monster
also a king cad
when i am very bad
i am miserable
when someone makes me sad
i am horrid
when someone uses me
as her menstrual pad
i get choked
blood clotted
turbanned
like the thief of big dad
me a pictorial monad
soliloquy ranting
cybernetic nomad
poems once written
on her journal like
heart of a formatted
note pad
fiddler on the roof
her indian comrade
xris buzznets
branded new dad
underoos no underoos
emotions unclad
a baby photographer
i pot no1
a taylored launch pad
me mistaken identity
almost going mad
two in one .
split personality
poet photo grave digger
egad
an auntie
cry baby
that suckled
my gonad
barangelina
angelina
pitted against brad
man is gentle monster
also a king cad
Leopard Fucked Flawed
bollywoods clip clawed
every blow that you give
i dont need to ward
get a sparring partner
spoil the child and dont spoil his rod
fuck once in your life time
hurt and dont play god
fencing your vile emotions
on multi colored bods
fuck atleast
use a good whetting stone
sharpen
the blunt blade of you sword
words can hurt both ways
a menstrual stuffed
unsanitary padded
comment unawed
fuck what ..
you
a rusty key
would get lost
in your slot
i d rather sleep with a eunuch
than think
of a tit without twat..
i prefer
unfrigid
medium baked
hot..
pictorial
plethora
lots of sun spots
all this as a bouquet
of unsucked
forget me nots
saucers getting
fucked by teapots
spoons giving
teacups
potshots
bulbs bursting
beaming some watt
the agony of being born
more human
in the mind of a buzzbot
every blow that you give
i dont need to ward
get a sparring partner
spoil the child and dont spoil his rod
fuck once in your life time
hurt and dont play god
fencing your vile emotions
on multi colored bods
fuck atleast
use a good whetting stone
sharpen
the blunt blade of you sword
words can hurt both ways
a menstrual stuffed
unsanitary padded
comment unawed
fuck what ..
you
a rusty key
would get lost
in your slot
i d rather sleep with a eunuch
than think
of a tit without twat..
i prefer
unfrigid
medium baked
hot..
pictorial
plethora
lots of sun spots
all this as a bouquet
of unsucked
forget me nots
saucers getting
fucked by teapots
spoons giving
teacups
potshots
bulbs bursting
beaming some watt
the agony of being born
more human
in the mind of a buzzbot
Suck What
little cry baby on the tree top
when the wind blows
the cradle will fall
down will come cry baby
asking
suck what
cybernetic
scenario unpoetically
school taught .. twat
when the wind blows
the cradle will fall
down will come cry baby
asking
suck what
cybernetic
scenario unpoetically
school taught .. twat
Bollywood Strugglers
The strugglers wanting to become Bollywood Badshahs, Bollywood next pin up poster boy , Bollywoods Heart throbs , they come to the Industry , running with tattered testimonials , photographs , portfolios, running from one production office to the other , some stand outside Ram Gopal Vermas Factory, some stand outside Sanjay Guptas office , some stand out side Madhur Bhandarkars house , some pursue Mahesh Manjrekar , others compromise and hit the trail of the offices of Ekta Kapoor and Balaji Television..
It is just grabbing success by the balls and not letting it go.. make or break.. and dreams die hard....glamour glitz, the hysteria of signing autographs, posing with their die hard fans.. and close relatives waiting to snatch you like vultures, enemies wishing to bury you soon.. but if you make it than Carter Road beckons you the new bungalow and the parapet you slept on an empty stomach.. and my poem...
With dreams bigger than
Their fists can clench
Heat and dust
Summer winter
In monsoonal drench
A piece of luck
From fates they wrench
Known as Bollywood Strugglers
The parapet of carter road
Their sleeping
walking talking bench
Failure
Falling headlong in
a treacherous trench
Despair,, empty stomach sleep
Dried fish stench
A thirst
That even time
Cant quench
And fists of furies
Holding hard
Wont let go
Unclench
It is just grabbing success by the balls and not letting it go.. make or break.. and dreams die hard....glamour glitz, the hysteria of signing autographs, posing with their die hard fans.. and close relatives waiting to snatch you like vultures, enemies wishing to bury you soon.. but if you make it than Carter Road beckons you the new bungalow and the parapet you slept on an empty stomach.. and my poem...
With dreams bigger than
Their fists can clench
Heat and dust
Summer winter
In monsoonal drench
A piece of luck
From fates they wrench
Known as Bollywood Strugglers
The parapet of carter road
Their sleeping
walking talking bench
Failure
Falling headlong in
a treacherous trench
Despair,, empty stomach sleep
Dried fish stench
A thirst
That even time
Cant quench
And fists of furies
Holding hard
Wont let go
Unclench
Politics makes the world go upside down.
This was a political banner that got tilted in favour of the oppositional winds of carter road ..
politics makes the world go upside down
the worlds greatest politician too can be the worlds
cleverest stand up clown
juggling the destiny of nations
with memory lapses not so profound
words history bound
encyclopaedic art of “ politicism “
only in bushism found
google seaching for Iraq and Afghanistan
tweny years from now
as a crescent star and striped
enshroud.. dumbfound
Funny but not unbelievable as it may sound
Date palm republics where black wealth
Is buried underground..
Going bananas
..speeding to see the bamiyan statues
On an American grey hound..
In my poetic destitution ..
its very difficult to expound..
Americanization.. of a planet
Which is now hell bound..
Feeling for the underbelly of the moon mars
With feet made of clay
Disintegrating in the ground.
A square within a circle
Not going round and round.
politics makes the world go upside down
the worlds greatest politician too can be the worlds
cleverest stand up clown
juggling the destiny of nations
with memory lapses not so profound
words history bound
encyclopaedic art of “ politicism “
only in bushism found
google seaching for Iraq and Afghanistan
tweny years from now
as a crescent star and striped
enshroud.. dumbfound
Funny but not unbelievable as it may sound
Date palm republics where black wealth
Is buried underground..
Going bananas
..speeding to see the bamiyan statues
On an American grey hound..
In my poetic destitution ..
its very difficult to expound..
Americanization.. of a planet
Which is now hell bound..
Feeling for the underbelly of the moon mars
With feet made of clay
Disintegrating in the ground.
A square within a circle
Not going round and round.
Buzznet Saying it with Poetic Flowers
This is a poem inspired by Xris Taylor he had killed members at Buzznet a few summers back with his poem in the same alphabetic format , I am trying to resuscitate the almost dying ones.. those who are running away to make other nests at flicker and other homing sites, in case I have forgotten someone just give me a buzz I will include you poetically even if I dont know you.. this is a part of a protest for Change.. the call given by Yorrik Df duck Xris Leirdasim and others..
A is fot Azzie.. life is marc buzznet and snazzie
I am my own worst enemy .. that only marc can see a smile that can light up a xmas tree
A for Azlae Marc who said we did it a buzznet love story that really did it..
A marriage on the beach the rocks did not forbid it…
A for Anthony Batt .. parental pride under his hat..lady katerina has hit buzznet we want help anthony bat..
A for A total nobody a heart to match a sexy body…
A for Athenspie to be or not to be
A for Anniebertz she stopped wearing shirts I have just poetic words when love hertz..
A for Aljie Flowers and Things… HOKRY POKKERY OF ALL THE THINGS
A for Axa 13 The Anti Akademie - No One Can Join Or Belong..
ESOTERIC GROUP STILL GROWING STRONG.. A SUFI SAINT TO HIS WORLD BELONG
B for buzzbot captured by androgynous robots minus tits and twats ..kristana loken
Broken beds and pots.
.
B Benit of sleep… in love don’t weep
B for Bettydeluxe ..
Opening her big mouth she is on a break..
Love is getting bamboozled fully awake
No give or take
Readymade shop store ogasms
That also fake
B is for Bazookiss his pictures his comments I certainly do miss..
Whatever it is could be worse …some wounds are hard to nurse..
cybernetic friends cybernetic curse
a soul requiring a fleshy hearse
C for Carnehumana .. hasta manana..
you are the first person i ask you hand in friendship. Edipo ..and his pictorial eclipse
love at the finger love at the tips held together by safety clips
C is for Coolie.. and the coolie way be careful don’t go astray
C for Commentator no1
bollywoods most wanted blogger
no fun
.. under cover
A new muse
Love life undone
Imagination home spun
A throttled throat
An arrow head bullet
From a bow stringed gun..
D for drungekko who says I have only one and it is blue.. fuck it just cant be true.. a silence like an echo on
my buzz outgrew ..an old friendship in sunset showers i renew..
D is for Dreadheading I would have met him at yorriks wedding..woolongong wolf headed man a thought I am dreading of my imminent beheading..
D for Dfduck…
Everyone Is Entitled To My Opinions. --- D.F. DUCK
HE LOVES BUZZNET BUT HE IS STUCK
STEVE HALDANE A PART OF HIS MISERY AND PART OF HIS LUCK
EVERYTHING I KNOW IS WRONG.. AN OSTRICH
WITH ITS HEAD IN THE MUCK
SEARCHING FOR THE WISDOM OF DF DUCK
D for DVL making a birdhouse in her soul
MAKING A SNEAKY CHEEKY MONKEY PLAY A HUMAN ROLE
D for dreamwalker so goodlooking.. god save the stalker …or the jaywalker
Do for Do You like it Tom my American picture guru..
Freedom of thought in a cry of uhuru..
Fulsomely fascinating and so very true
his pictures only Times can review
E for Epiphany 229 ..she the finest for whom the whole world pines.. everyones out to get you mother fucker she says.. reminds me of a democratic chorus ina new house when they bray..
F for Funksteena I'm so retarted I can't even spell retarded....a son lion hearted and a poet whose comments unfarted ..from her paper thin heart cannot be parted .. Pirates Don't Say Okidokeythen…commonsense
F for Friar Tiuck .. of Dead Porn Poets Society… he does not talk to me but he has to be mentioned
An old friend you see .. the woolongong pictorial mafia not one not two but three
F for Freakpowertix…the big problem ≠ the solution. the solution = let it be…SOME PERHAPS MAY NOT AGREE … WISDOM UNDER A BODHI TREE
G ghost dog or Benbell Puerto rica seen and all hell I wish him well
A lama of philly pictorial pell-mell…in good thoughts good deds dwell
G for Goodude between him and me no cultural feud.
"I am not ashamed to confess I am ignorant
of what I do not know." Cicero in his thoughts imbued
H for Honey toes my first buzznet friend to her my love best wishes send..
H is for Heliopo art and what an art show..
hi, my name is Ella. .. la bela who once visited kerala but could not finf the right fella
I is for I Pod the new kid on the Block
like father like daughter should no come as a shock
impeach Bush she said when she opened her
eyes and democratically began to talk.
steve mark and anthony seeing this began to gawk
J for Jalal Kazmi.. from lucknow on a commercial boat in the china seas..
J or Jamie sheaf…
Gone away..
A blank wall that
does not much say
J for Jonnie
The boy from brazil
He has more women than his heart can unpeel
born to lose, but live to win.
With words he will seal
Om nama shiva…unreel
K Killzone 234 any new score.. life is a whore.. ask for less she gives you more
L for Leirdasim
I am unhappy in a chaos vortex
Buzznet makes me more sad
Giving me a complex
Being a woman my muscles I cant flex
Guys who live in glass house s of multi complex
What is life if deprived of sex..says
T Rex
M for Mahayani Control your mind, love your body
Says the bali princess .. I agree god bless
When you meet a prince charming
Don’t blush or be shy wink and say yes yes
M for Mohammad my Iranian friend
Good looking dashing ..soul unbent
For the American girls a gift God sent.
O for Obqupunx Zachs
Also gone away
Does blogging drive people away..
I don’t know what to say
P is for Patman my oldest frien on buzznet ..
From Portland you bet
P for Photographerno1
He died young
Unsung
By his multi colored balls hung
When his love boat
A leak on his sprung..
Holy cow unholy cow dung
P FOR Paxgitmo blog goddess my ex muse
a sound
earth quaking
Distempered She-Wolf in a Basket of Kittens
silver pouted camera smile
no retaking
And my hand finger uckingly typing these words
shaking ..
love unloved no heart breaking
"you have to be a double-barrelled bastard to be a writer
Mighty words like a sword over my head memories that keep me slaking
Wearing mittens, words clawing my multicolored ass taking
93 years old sociably contactable vigilante
A poet photographer forsaking
A love stringed apron in the oven
A bollywood bloggers cake like head baking
silver spouted camera lips in my hearts vipers nest
unsnaking
Congratulations I have a new muse
She said angrily a metaphoric faux pas
Was she a past memory raking..
Love means wind
on craggy rocks breaking..
Cybernetic oceans storms in the making
For this marsupial carrying his poems in his pouch.. a task back breaking..
Journalistic jibes a windscreen of
thoughts William Blaking
a pain that repetitively recurs re aching..
P for Poodles
FROM BALTIMORE
PLEASE COME BACK
OUR HEADS NEED YOUU MORE
DF DUCK WITH FINGER KNUCKLES SORE
OOPS A PART OF HIM ..BUZZNET UCKLORE
R for Ribstealer ..
Even in my thoughts
I find know one can steal her
Not even the richest wheeler dealer
R for Rikkabo
Rabbots vill
Camera angle
Sun and the clouds as fill
R for Rk Derm joined Buzznet because of me
he is Dr Rajesh Kumar famous for skin and cosmetology.
S for Scarletlark...
on my space she her heart has parked
disneyland photoshop arched ...
S for Steve Bustnests
digital developer dude,
women wear special glasses
to see him in the nude
then in the ladys loo
gush out lol
oh he is so cute
any thing to be bent
by this american beckham
and get screwed
By Buzznets Most Wanted Hollywood
digital dude
He and me cousins on that score no feud
S for Schvetty betty who says she dress funny and has have hairy armpits..
which is frivolous bullshit
..lydia her love the soul uplifts the absurd the painful and the exotic..
T for To Love Moon a day and maybe a liitle more
A mother her love at her children’s door ..poetry explore .
T for The Shadow boxer
hung to dry..his words of wisdom never lie .
T forTouch fro Dubai
that i had forgotten her made me cry
says the Man from Mumbai
T for The Quixotic One
wherever she is she have fun
says this Sanchex Photographerno1
bollywoods most wanted son on the run
U for Usa vision.. peace love prosperity a new democrat vision
V for Ville 13..married to he love of her life
Love is a serrated double edged knife..
And josh shall keep love alive
W for Wild Orbit…
WILD IN THE STREETS
I'm Unhappy Here!!!
I'm unhappy here
I'm unhappy with the status quo
...can't comment
can't see comments made to me
posts are partially working,
posts are taking forever (but only on this site)
posts don't work at all
getting the dredded black SCREEN OF DEATH!
a message Mark Steve Anthony and the ghost of macbeth
W for Waza the Alaskan fern..
A tear in her urn..
May in hell I burn..
and never ever return..
Y for Yorrik
Every time my ass was gong to be burnt on the stake he saved it in time
Timing historic
That I am still on buzznet because of him
A feeling euphoric
Y is for Yoko I am sorry
I forgot her too
she is a friend of my best friends
enemy ...and comments on cue
a radio humped to a camel
on a site all new...
Z for Zaved who joined Buxxnet because of me
that he did not post a picture let it be
he is the main murid of Peersaab
of ajmer ..he is family example of piety.
A is fot Azzie.. life is marc buzznet and snazzie
I am my own worst enemy .. that only marc can see a smile that can light up a xmas tree
A for Azlae Marc who said we did it a buzznet love story that really did it..
A marriage on the beach the rocks did not forbid it…
A for Anthony Batt .. parental pride under his hat..lady katerina has hit buzznet we want help anthony bat..
A for A total nobody a heart to match a sexy body…
A for Athenspie to be or not to be
A for Anniebertz she stopped wearing shirts I have just poetic words when love hertz..
A for Aljie Flowers and Things… HOKRY POKKERY OF ALL THE THINGS
A for Axa 13 The Anti Akademie - No One Can Join Or Belong..
ESOTERIC GROUP STILL GROWING STRONG.. A SUFI SAINT TO HIS WORLD BELONG
B for buzzbot captured by androgynous robots minus tits and twats ..kristana loken
Broken beds and pots.
.
B Benit of sleep… in love don’t weep
B for Bettydeluxe ..
Opening her big mouth she is on a break..
Love is getting bamboozled fully awake
No give or take
Readymade shop store ogasms
That also fake
B is for Bazookiss his pictures his comments I certainly do miss..
Whatever it is could be worse …some wounds are hard to nurse..
cybernetic friends cybernetic curse
a soul requiring a fleshy hearse
C for Carnehumana .. hasta manana..
you are the first person i ask you hand in friendship. Edipo ..and his pictorial eclipse
love at the finger love at the tips held together by safety clips
C is for Coolie.. and the coolie way be careful don’t go astray
C for Commentator no1
bollywoods most wanted blogger
no fun
.. under cover
A new muse
Love life undone
Imagination home spun
A throttled throat
An arrow head bullet
From a bow stringed gun..
D for drungekko who says I have only one and it is blue.. fuck it just cant be true.. a silence like an echo on
my buzz outgrew ..an old friendship in sunset showers i renew..
D is for Dreadheading I would have met him at yorriks wedding..woolongong wolf headed man a thought I am dreading of my imminent beheading..
D for Dfduck…
Everyone Is Entitled To My Opinions. --- D.F. DUCK
HE LOVES BUZZNET BUT HE IS STUCK
STEVE HALDANE A PART OF HIS MISERY AND PART OF HIS LUCK
EVERYTHING I KNOW IS WRONG.. AN OSTRICH
WITH ITS HEAD IN THE MUCK
SEARCHING FOR THE WISDOM OF DF DUCK
D for DVL making a birdhouse in her soul
MAKING A SNEAKY CHEEKY MONKEY PLAY A HUMAN ROLE
D for dreamwalker so goodlooking.. god save the stalker …or the jaywalker
Do for Do You like it Tom my American picture guru..
Freedom of thought in a cry of uhuru..
Fulsomely fascinating and so very true
his pictures only Times can review
E for Epiphany 229 ..she the finest for whom the whole world pines.. everyones out to get you mother fucker she says.. reminds me of a democratic chorus ina new house when they bray..
F for Funksteena I'm so retarted I can't even spell retarded....a son lion hearted and a poet whose comments unfarted ..from her paper thin heart cannot be parted .. Pirates Don't Say Okidokeythen…commonsense
F for Friar Tiuck .. of Dead Porn Poets Society… he does not talk to me but he has to be mentioned
An old friend you see .. the woolongong pictorial mafia not one not two but three
F for Freakpowertix…the big problem ≠ the solution. the solution = let it be…SOME PERHAPS MAY NOT AGREE … WISDOM UNDER A BODHI TREE
G ghost dog or Benbell Puerto rica seen and all hell I wish him well
A lama of philly pictorial pell-mell…in good thoughts good deds dwell
G for Goodude between him and me no cultural feud.
"I am not ashamed to confess I am ignorant
of what I do not know." Cicero in his thoughts imbued
H for Honey toes my first buzznet friend to her my love best wishes send..
H is for Heliopo art and what an art show..
hi, my name is Ella. .. la bela who once visited kerala but could not finf the right fella
I is for I Pod the new kid on the Block
like father like daughter should no come as a shock
impeach Bush she said when she opened her
eyes and democratically began to talk.
steve mark and anthony seeing this began to gawk
J for Jalal Kazmi.. from lucknow on a commercial boat in the china seas..
J or Jamie sheaf…
Gone away..
A blank wall that
does not much say
J for Jonnie
The boy from brazil
He has more women than his heart can unpeel
born to lose, but live to win.
With words he will seal
Om nama shiva…unreel
K Killzone 234 any new score.. life is a whore.. ask for less she gives you more
L for Leirdasim
I am unhappy in a chaos vortex
Buzznet makes me more sad
Giving me a complex
Being a woman my muscles I cant flex
Guys who live in glass house s of multi complex
What is life if deprived of sex..says
T Rex
M for Mahayani Control your mind, love your body
Says the bali princess .. I agree god bless
When you meet a prince charming
Don’t blush or be shy wink and say yes yes
M for Mohammad my Iranian friend
Good looking dashing ..soul unbent
For the American girls a gift God sent.
O for Obqupunx Zachs
Also gone away
Does blogging drive people away..
I don’t know what to say
P is for Patman my oldest frien on buzznet ..
From Portland you bet
P for Photographerno1
He died young
Unsung
By his multi colored balls hung
When his love boat
A leak on his sprung..
Holy cow unholy cow dung
P FOR Paxgitmo blog goddess my ex muse
a sound
earth quaking
Distempered She-Wolf in a Basket of Kittens
silver pouted camera smile
no retaking
And my hand finger uckingly typing these words
shaking ..
love unloved no heart breaking
"you have to be a double-barrelled bastard to be a writer
Mighty words like a sword over my head memories that keep me slaking
Wearing mittens, words clawing my multicolored ass taking
93 years old sociably contactable vigilante
A poet photographer forsaking
A love stringed apron in the oven
A bollywood bloggers cake like head baking
silver spouted camera lips in my hearts vipers nest
unsnaking
Congratulations I have a new muse
She said angrily a metaphoric faux pas
Was she a past memory raking..
Love means wind
on craggy rocks breaking..
Cybernetic oceans storms in the making
For this marsupial carrying his poems in his pouch.. a task back breaking..
Journalistic jibes a windscreen of
thoughts William Blaking
a pain that repetitively recurs re aching..
P for Poodles
FROM BALTIMORE
PLEASE COME BACK
OUR HEADS NEED YOUU MORE
DF DUCK WITH FINGER KNUCKLES SORE
OOPS A PART OF HIM ..BUZZNET UCKLORE
R for Ribstealer ..
Even in my thoughts
I find know one can steal her
Not even the richest wheeler dealer
R for Rikkabo
Rabbots vill
Camera angle
Sun and the clouds as fill
R for Rk Derm joined Buzznet because of me
he is Dr Rajesh Kumar famous for skin and cosmetology.
S for Scarletlark...
on my space she her heart has parked
disneyland photoshop arched ...
S for Steve Bustnests
digital developer dude,
women wear special glasses
to see him in the nude
then in the ladys loo
gush out lol
oh he is so cute
any thing to be bent
by this american beckham
and get screwed
By Buzznets Most Wanted Hollywood
digital dude
He and me cousins on that score no feud
S for Schvetty betty who says she dress funny and has have hairy armpits..
which is frivolous bullshit
..lydia her love the soul uplifts the absurd the painful and the exotic..
T for To Love Moon a day and maybe a liitle more
A mother her love at her children’s door ..poetry explore .
T for The Shadow boxer
hung to dry..his words of wisdom never lie .
T forTouch fro Dubai
that i had forgotten her made me cry
says the Man from Mumbai
T for The Quixotic One
wherever she is she have fun
says this Sanchex Photographerno1
bollywoods most wanted son on the run
U for Usa vision.. peace love prosperity a new democrat vision
V for Ville 13..married to he love of her life
Love is a serrated double edged knife..
And josh shall keep love alive
W for Wild Orbit…
WILD IN THE STREETS
I'm Unhappy Here!!!
I'm unhappy here
I'm unhappy with the status quo
...can't comment
can't see comments made to me
posts are partially working,
posts are taking forever (but only on this site)
posts don't work at all
getting the dredded black SCREEN OF DEATH!
a message Mark Steve Anthony and the ghost of macbeth
W for Waza the Alaskan fern..
A tear in her urn..
May in hell I burn..
and never ever return..
Y for Yorrik
Every time my ass was gong to be burnt on the stake he saved it in time
Timing historic
That I am still on buzznet because of him
A feeling euphoric
Y is for Yoko I am sorry
I forgot her too
she is a friend of my best friends
enemy ...and comments on cue
a radio humped to a camel
on a site all new...
Z for Zaved who joined Buxxnet because of me
that he did not post a picture let it be
he is the main murid of Peersaab
of ajmer ..he is family example of piety.
Bollywoods Pied Piper of Camelin
Took all cybernetic rats for a spin
Some with tails broad , some fat some thin
Product of incestuous genetic sin..
Mothers fathers daughters sons
All part of an original sin..
Who was fucking who..
One would never be able to pin..
They all looked alike
Some like Siamese twins
Sons of bitches in sin..
Splotches of each others
Colored skin..
Mostly black
a few white as next of kin..
they all came following
bollywoods Pied Piper of Camelin
from farms , stables
houses cottages even the
municipal dustbin
some feeble , some morose
some arrogant some with
English upper chin.
There was an American democrat
Who was called rin tin tin
Another went by the name of
Huckleberry fin
An Arabic one called Alladin
And another from Djibouti
They called him brother Djinn
Asshole anonymous absolutely
Paper-thin
Some with cocks that were
Minus their foreskin
They were all going for cybernetic spin
To be thrown in an unknown zone
Never to be bought back in
Thanks to Bollywoods Pied Piper of Camelin
Who learnt about the black zone
from Steve Haldane his cousin..
the end of rats in sin..
Some with tails broad , some fat some thin
Product of incestuous genetic sin..
Mothers fathers daughters sons
All part of an original sin..
Who was fucking who..
One would never be able to pin..
They all looked alike
Some like Siamese twins
Sons of bitches in sin..
Splotches of each others
Colored skin..
Mostly black
a few white as next of kin..
they all came following
bollywoods Pied Piper of Camelin
from farms , stables
houses cottages even the
municipal dustbin
some feeble , some morose
some arrogant some with
English upper chin.
There was an American democrat
Who was called rin tin tin
Another went by the name of
Huckleberry fin
An Arabic one called Alladin
And another from Djibouti
They called him brother Djinn
Asshole anonymous absolutely
Paper-thin
Some with cocks that were
Minus their foreskin
They were all going for cybernetic spin
To be thrown in an unknown zone
Never to be bought back in
Thanks to Bollywoods Pied Piper of Camelin
Who learnt about the black zone
from Steve Haldane his cousin..
the end of rats in sin..
Lost In Transit
she was to send her heart
as a parcel to the post office
it got lost in transit
so he wakefully sleeps
hoping they find it ..
return it to him
even if it is broken
in a thousand pieces
a womans heart is fragile
he will fix it up
like a jigsaw puzzle
yes the womans heart
his own heart
well he lost it
when he first saw her at
the bus stop in a school uniform..
as a parcel to the post office
it got lost in transit
so he wakefully sleeps
hoping they find it ..
return it to him
even if it is broken
in a thousand pieces
a womans heart is fragile
he will fix it up
like a jigsaw puzzle
yes the womans heart
his own heart
well he lost it
when he first saw her at
the bus stop in a school uniform..
At Buzznet All is Well
Feverish
Comments not happening
Chinkungunya
Re logging problems
Deathly screen of death
Pneumonia like symptoms
Of pictures not posting
All in all buzznet support
Nurses and interns
Rollercoasting
Not keeping us updated
Busy in their commercial ads
Other musical hostings
While our blogger ass
On a slow fire roasting ..
The kettle calling
the pot black and boasting
Three doctors
Hush hush
No one
among the Tree Magi
is willing to tell
the apocalyptic words
Buzznet is not well
Are they the conscience
Of an online sharing community
Like my tube going to sell
they cross their
hearts hope to die
a silence that wont tell
you can scream
shout or
yell
or say I am unhappy
they answer back
in sign language
go to flicker
or go to hell
they take it for granted
that at
Buzznet all is Well
An apple
fucked by a worm
before it was shot
by William Tell
a distempered cat
called Pussnet
nobody knows
how to bell
all is not well
impeach who
xris
did not fortell
he is in I pots
magical spell
suck what
not this
circumcised rebel
if this agony aunt
was only a bombshell
but than all
is fair in love and war
this is just a beginning
of poetic hit of a shrapnel
if you really want my ass badly
babes you got to use
the stairwell
before we hit the next motel
Multicolored
hate is far inspirational
sensational
so to speak in a nutshell
Buzznet is not Well
a trembling door
a dumbbell for a doorbell
writing poetry is passé
i must now let out the juices
write a deviously devastating
dangerously diabolical novel
her bleeding crimson colored
lipstick on my lapel
she who walks
like goddess ghost
on my heart like an eloping
Arabian gazelle
this wanted haunted
bollywoods cybernetic pictorial wastrel
oh the sweet pain of seeing
her tear tainted hanky as farewell
my love that burst of a non existent
eggshell
misanthrope
misogynist
now waiting in eternity
at the bus stop of Dante’s hell
Buzznet is recuperating
Will certainly get Well
I d rather be her slave
at Buzznet
than be her master in Hell
choir
at buzznet all is well
at buzznet all is well
Comments not happening
Chinkungunya
Re logging problems
Deathly screen of death
Pneumonia like symptoms
Of pictures not posting
All in all buzznet support
Nurses and interns
Rollercoasting
Not keeping us updated
Busy in their commercial ads
Other musical hostings
While our blogger ass
On a slow fire roasting ..
The kettle calling
the pot black and boasting
Three doctors
Hush hush
No one
among the Tree Magi
is willing to tell
the apocalyptic words
Buzznet is not well
Are they the conscience
Of an online sharing community
Like my tube going to sell
they cross their
hearts hope to die
a silence that wont tell
you can scream
shout or
yell
or say I am unhappy
they answer back
in sign language
go to flicker
or go to hell
they take it for granted
that at
Buzznet all is Well
An apple
fucked by a worm
before it was shot
by William Tell
a distempered cat
called Pussnet
nobody knows
how to bell
all is not well
impeach who
xris
did not fortell
he is in I pots
magical spell
suck what
not this
circumcised rebel
if this agony aunt
was only a bombshell
but than all
is fair in love and war
this is just a beginning
of poetic hit of a shrapnel
if you really want my ass badly
babes you got to use
the stairwell
before we hit the next motel
Multicolored
hate is far inspirational
sensational
so to speak in a nutshell
Buzznet is not Well
a trembling door
a dumbbell for a doorbell
writing poetry is passé
i must now let out the juices
write a deviously devastating
dangerously diabolical novel
her bleeding crimson colored
lipstick on my lapel
she who walks
like goddess ghost
on my heart like an eloping
Arabian gazelle
this wanted haunted
bollywoods cybernetic pictorial wastrel
oh the sweet pain of seeing
her tear tainted hanky as farewell
my love that burst of a non existent
eggshell
misanthrope
misogynist
now waiting in eternity
at the bus stop of Dante’s hell
Buzznet is recuperating
Will certainly get Well
I d rather be her slave
at Buzznet
than be her master in Hell
choir
at buzznet all is well
at buzznet all is well
jesus on the cross
segregated spirituality
serrated spirituality
is a business based on profit and loss
much was to be made in future years
coffers to be filled
a rock that was wrongly billed
they conspired
untired
the good the bad and the ugly
nailed him to the cross
yes boss..
net profit minus gross..
truth belching
salvation
from the mouth of a horse
three heads on a platter
all emitted from one source
the cresent the star and the cross
fighting against each other
humans bound by
remorse ... sprituality
measured by force..
humanity a river dead and dying
as time and tide
change the course
a helpless god
while his agents
by more killings
death and pestilence
a new world order
Peace reinforce
serrated spirituality
is a business based on profit and loss
much was to be made in future years
coffers to be filled
a rock that was wrongly billed
they conspired
untired
the good the bad and the ugly
nailed him to the cross
yes boss..
net profit minus gross..
truth belching
salvation
from the mouth of a horse
three heads on a platter
all emitted from one source
the cresent the star and the cross
fighting against each other
humans bound by
remorse ... sprituality
measured by force..
humanity a river dead and dying
as time and tide
change the course
a helpless god
while his agents
by more killings
death and pestilence
a new world order
Peace reinforce
Poet Photographer Blogger
poetic emotions on the street
as i shoot them barefeet
no photoshopping
pictorial reality
i dont cheat
i capture
with the power
of shivas third eye
the misery of a poor mans heart bound to concrete
a hijab enclosing a Muslim Womans heart beat
my pictures from your
consciousness you can never delete
poet photographer blogger complete
as i shoot them barefeet
no photoshopping
pictorial reality
i dont cheat
i capture
with the power
of shivas third eye
the misery of a poor mans heart bound to concrete
a hijab enclosing a Muslim Womans heart beat
my pictures from your
consciousness you can never delete
poet photographer blogger complete
To an Agonising Aunt of a Cry Baby
Suck my what
you are right
how can one suck
what you havent got
in some brambles
on a windy night
it got caught
fuck why
did you choose the wrong
vacation spot
somebody
a rag picker
stole the remaining
in a used car parking lot
a big mouth
can only suck
a gargoyle faced
two headed two timing
cock in
a barren deserted spot
find another
white assed friend of yours
to add to your menstrual blood clot
a recipe for a new philadelphia pepper pot
to dee daa ha blah blah
together you can
burn dodge and rot..
flatless tit clit of a twat.. (thought )
frigidity foaming at the mouth
the brave new world forgot.
inspired by a comment...and a boddess
you are right
how can one suck
what you havent got
in some brambles
on a windy night
it got caught
fuck why
did you choose the wrong
vacation spot
somebody
a rag picker
stole the remaining
in a used car parking lot
a big mouth
can only suck
a gargoyle faced
two headed two timing
cock in
a barren deserted spot
find another
white assed friend of yours
to add to your menstrual blood clot
a recipe for a new philadelphia pepper pot
to dee daa ha blah blah
together you can
burn dodge and rot..
flatless tit clit of a twat.. (thought )
frigidity foaming at the mouth
the brave new world forgot.
inspired by a comment...and a boddess
Happy Thanksgiving Uncooked Indian Turkey
all the dudes trying to draw her attention
from the heights of a billboard
but she already has an adonis
her heart who has scored..
flickering away
on thanksgiving ..
an indian
uncooked
unfeathered turkey
her heart implored
dark caverns of hate
undiscovered unexplored
defenceless mother fucker
his ass all trampled
injured and gored
writing poetry
when he gets bored ..
words of all denominations
in his mind stored
from the heights of a billboard
but she already has an adonis
her heart who has scored..
flickering away
on thanksgiving ..
an indian
uncooked
unfeathered turkey
her heart implored
dark caverns of hate
undiscovered unexplored
defenceless mother fucker
his ass all trampled
injured and gored
writing poetry
when he gets bored ..
words of all denominations
in his mind stored
Motherhood begs on the Street
This is my first poem at buzznet today, I will no more be posting at Poemhunter.. at poem hunter I was incomplete .. they read my words without seeing my pictures and I decided it was time a take a long sabbatical from live poets and unlive poetry .
I want to begin unlearning poetry..
my pictures are the soul of my poetry
appertured thoughts at shuttered speed
mother hood
begs on the street
a husband
who impregnated her
ran away
single mother
battling
all odds in defeat
leprous lachrymose
her bad luck
her good luck unseat
a child
who will one day
become the father
of man
at her feet
mother hood
the diadem
of a womans womb
i repeat
my poem no 1 at buzznet
dedicated to all single mothers..
even those with husbands
the mother in the picture is a leper.. the child is normal.
this was when I deleted my poems at poem hunter and began posting at buzznet
I want to begin unlearning poetry..
my pictures are the soul of my poetry
appertured thoughts at shuttered speed
mother hood
begs on the street
a husband
who impregnated her
ran away
single mother
battling
all odds in defeat
leprous lachrymose
her bad luck
her good luck unseat
a child
who will one day
become the father
of man
at her feet
mother hood
the diadem
of a womans womb
i repeat
my poem no 1 at buzznet
dedicated to all single mothers..
even those with husbands
the mother in the picture is a leper.. the child is normal.
this was when I deleted my poems at poem hunter and began posting at buzznet
y u p
y ou
u ndeniably
p retty
me a vagabond kicking the heat and dust ina bollywood mumbai city..
every chat with you
i get witty
like bolts
up my you know where
charges of electricity
all the way
from ohio
the winds and velocity
toledo hospital
where you were born pretty
ageless reminder of love
born in cybernetic captivity
u ndeniably
p retty
me a vagabond kicking the heat and dust ina bollywood mumbai city..
every chat with you
i get witty
like bolts
up my you know where
charges of electricity
all the way
from ohio
the winds and velocity
toledo hospital
where you were born pretty
ageless reminder of love
born in cybernetic captivity
'multi colored hate at poem hunter is not poetry'
I am a photographer
who shoots pictures
of pain that wont wane
pictures of a girl child
from birth a future slain
pedestrian pain
pictures that I shoot
become my poetry
pictorial poetry
wordless
emotional poetry
I never planned to
be a poet
but yes
I let words conjure
my thoughts
my pain
on gossamer
wings become my poetry
Buzznet was where
as a blogger
I blogged my poetry
than I came across
Poemhunter site
I collected all my
disbursed poetic thoughts
that here became my poetry
cybernetic love at buzznet
twice became my poetry
now it is a Blog Goddess
my eternal American muse
who writes my poetry
without a muse ..
there is no poetry
no good if a poet
denies his muse
or denies his poetry
if I don’t like a poet
I don’t sodomize his poetry
I don’t destroy his poetry
or sensationalize his faults
or his birthright
of how he writes his poetry
eveyrbody has a right
to spectacularise his
world through his poetry
his world very different from our s
emotionalize his poetry
multi colored hate of a person
is human trait
cultural criminality
don’t demonize him
or his poetry
at poem hunter
I am not happy
as I used to be
I have decided to quit from here
no more write poetry
multi colored hate
for the color of a mans brain
is definitely not poetry
after my 1000 th poem..
it shall be buzznet
blogspot wordpress
flickrs
or my home site
where I shall
picturise my poetry
no other reason
of hate or ill will
to site developers
of poem hunter
or fellow poets
or critics
a humility
learnt here
from other poets
their poems
reinvigorating
poetry
without tai chi italy
I would be eulogising
just cock and cunt poetry
she did warn me
if I did not change my style
no one would ever read my poetry
yes I shall once again
start shooting
pictures
unlearning poetry
make pictorial
history
to all of you at poem hunter
who shoots pictures
of pain that wont wane
pictures of a girl child
from birth a future slain
pedestrian pain
pictures that I shoot
become my poetry
pictorial poetry
wordless
emotional poetry
I never planned to
be a poet
but yes
I let words conjure
my thoughts
my pain
on gossamer
wings become my poetry
Buzznet was where
as a blogger
I blogged my poetry
than I came across
Poemhunter site
I collected all my
disbursed poetic thoughts
that here became my poetry
cybernetic love at buzznet
twice became my poetry
now it is a Blog Goddess
my eternal American muse
who writes my poetry
without a muse ..
there is no poetry
no good if a poet
denies his muse
or denies his poetry
if I don’t like a poet
I don’t sodomize his poetry
I don’t destroy his poetry
or sensationalize his faults
or his birthright
of how he writes his poetry
eveyrbody has a right
to spectacularise his
world through his poetry
his world very different from our s
emotionalize his poetry
multi colored hate of a person
is human trait
cultural criminality
don’t demonize him
or his poetry
at poem hunter
I am not happy
as I used to be
I have decided to quit from here
no more write poetry
multi colored hate
for the color of a mans brain
is definitely not poetry
after my 1000 th poem..
it shall be buzznet
blogspot wordpress
flickrs
or my home site
where I shall
picturise my poetry
no other reason
of hate or ill will
to site developers
of poem hunter
or fellow poets
or critics
a humility
learnt here
from other poets
their poems
reinvigorating
poetry
without tai chi italy
I would be eulogising
just cock and cunt poetry
she did warn me
if I did not change my style
no one would ever read my poetry
yes I shall once again
start shooting
pictures
unlearning poetry
make pictorial
history
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POEM HUNTER FORUM NEVER SLEEPS
Poem hunter forum never sleeps
Crystallized tears screamless cries
Poetic preponderance poetry weeps
Mutilated bruised raped sodomized
By pretentious poets and a few creeps
Pages and pages
of gluttonous sorrow for keeps
HUBCAP SHITHEAD
Crystallized tears screamless cries
Poetic preponderance poetry weeps
Mutilated bruised raped sodomized
By pretentious poets and a few creeps
Pages and pages
of gluttonous sorrow for keeps
HUBCAP SHITHEAD
POEM HUNTER FORUM ANIMAL PET SHOP
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Poetry does not pay
So poem hunter forum
Has become an animal pet shop for a day
No more choppers no more cleavers or sacrificial animals to slay
Trade martin jingle jangler selling liberal pussies on a tray
15 %discount black white prepubescent they say
Ted Sheridan selling earth worms specially imported from Bay of Biscay
Women poets hard day
Pages and pages all the way
Selling flat fish guppies gouramis
Angel fish giant sting ray
JC selling Afghan Hounds
Puppies as they poetically
Critically play and a few stray
And a rare breed that is totally gay
Gregory Collins selling Piranhas
On this market day
Dr L Beck..selling parrots
With feet of clay
Other wayward poets jobless
Going old going cantankerous and grey
Poem Hunter Forum pet shop
Exotic flora and fauna on display
Allen James Saywell selling
Mad dingoes platypuses cost
To defray
Faslund Viking Goddess
The best of Jokes from US Of A
Selling Louisiana Turkeys
For Thanksgiving Day
Angie selling white rats
From Monterey
Spencer Morgan Junior
Flashing his private parts
To scare them away
Gangubai the Gonorrheal Whore
Giving head to a Little Indian Boy Aka
Bim Bombay..
Where there is a Pill there is a Way
A red Indian is no better than a Dead Indian any day
HUBCAP SHITHEAD
www.bluefeathersonfire.co.uk/PetShop1.jpg
Poetry does not pay
So poem hunter forum
Has become an animal pet shop for a day
No more choppers no more cleavers or sacrificial animals to slay
Trade martin jingle jangler selling liberal pussies on a tray
15 %discount black white prepubescent they say
Ted Sheridan selling earth worms specially imported from Bay of Biscay
Women poets hard day
Pages and pages all the way
Selling flat fish guppies gouramis
Angel fish giant sting ray
JC selling Afghan Hounds
Puppies as they poetically
Critically play and a few stray
And a rare breed that is totally gay
Gregory Collins selling Piranhas
On this market day
Dr L Beck..selling parrots
With feet of clay
Other wayward poets jobless
Going old going cantankerous and grey
Poem Hunter Forum pet shop
Exotic flora and fauna on display
Allen James Saywell selling
Mad dingoes platypuses cost
To defray
Faslund Viking Goddess
The best of Jokes from US Of A
Selling Louisiana Turkeys
For Thanksgiving Day
Angie selling white rats
From Monterey
Spencer Morgan Junior
Flashing his private parts
To scare them away
Gangubai the Gonorrheal Whore
Giving head to a Little Indian Boy Aka
Bim Bombay..
Where there is a Pill there is a Way
A red Indian is no better than a Dead Indian any day
HUBCAP SHITHEAD
why do we build statues
when we cant take care of our living dead
why do we build stautes to shame them
now much after their soul had fled
pigeon shit as droppings
misgivings battering their lonely heads
someone desecrates a statue
riots and fights fear and dread ..
when man killed man
it was the statue that bled..
condemned to see mayhem
misery even when he is dead
why do we build stautes to shame them
now much after their soul had fled
pigeon shit as droppings
misgivings battering their lonely heads
someone desecrates a statue
riots and fights fear and dread ..
when man killed man
it was the statue that bled..
condemned to see mayhem
misery even when he is dead
The Khada Parsi
Shet Cursetjee Manockjee
The standing tall
Khada parsi
A punishment
Given to him
By his community
The ill-fated good parsi
Belching smoke
Asthamatic retribution
And life
On the fast track changing
He is forced to see
Pigeon shit on his head
Fornication at his feet
Clothes put out to dry
Blotches of arthritis
On his knees
Cannot change the detstiny
Of the khada parsi
The only second hand item
That looks it does not belong
To a parsi
Every time I pass him
I take his pictures
To capture the moods
And the variations
Of the city
Through the eyes
of the khada parsi
riots , rains , feasts
life deaths .. the cycle
of change ,,
does not change the after death
of a living death
each new day
of the khada parsi
the parsi panchayat
money bags
had done free fuck all
for the survival of
a citys national figure
aapra lokhandna
khada parsi
The standing tall
Khada parsi
A punishment
Given to him
By his community
The ill-fated good parsi
Belching smoke
Asthamatic retribution
And life
On the fast track changing
He is forced to see
Pigeon shit on his head
Fornication at his feet
Clothes put out to dry
Blotches of arthritis
On his knees
Cannot change the detstiny
Of the khada parsi
The only second hand item
That looks it does not belong
To a parsi
Every time I pass him
I take his pictures
To capture the moods
And the variations
Of the city
Through the eyes
of the khada parsi
riots , rains , feasts
life deaths .. the cycle
of change ,,
does not change the after death
of a living death
each new day
of the khada parsi
the parsi panchayat
money bags
had done free fuck all
for the survival of
a citys national figure
aapra lokhandna
khada parsi
Change and yet things dont Change
lanes have changed
buildings
around it
have changed
man woman
the world has changed
the thoughts
within
the heads
in the mosque
remain unchanged
to progressive change
scientific
technological change
some want us to go back
into tents of darkness
of a bedouin desert
strange they dont want us to change
the land from which
our religion
came has changed
the prophets house
a towering change
does it not sound strange
hijab can remain
but thoughts within
the hijab should change
thoughts of modesty
a climate of change
the attitude of the mullah
to his fatwas should change..
dialogue debate and fair exchange
not targetted like helpless victims
in a shooting range
the old the young
make way
a changing world
a good interchange
why thoughts
in the mosque dont change
progressive change
should not sound strange
buildings
around it
have changed
man woman
the world has changed
the thoughts
within
the heads
in the mosque
remain unchanged
to progressive change
scientific
technological change
some want us to go back
into tents of darkness
of a bedouin desert
strange they dont want us to change
the land from which
our religion
came has changed
the prophets house
a towering change
does it not sound strange
hijab can remain
but thoughts within
the hijab should change
thoughts of modesty
a climate of change
the attitude of the mullah
to his fatwas should change..
dialogue debate and fair exchange
not targetted like helpless victims
in a shooting range
the old the young
make way
a changing world
a good interchange
why thoughts
in the mosque dont change
progressive change
should not sound strange
the house of god that man built
in pure
makrana marble
will not wilt
to keep it
alive
man fought
inumerable battles
man
mans blood spilt
when it got destroyed
the next generation
came and rebuilt
the blade of fire
faith as its hilt
a foundation
built on shaky
stilts ...
man mummified
within
wrapped in
silken quilts
makrana marble
will not wilt
to keep it
alive
man fought
inumerable battles
man
mans blood spilt
when it got destroyed
the next generation
came and rebuilt
the blade of fire
faith as its hilt
a foundation
built on shaky
stilts ...
man mummified
within
wrapped in
silken quilts
WELCOME POEM HUNTERS BUTCHERS FORUM
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These penny wise pound foolish
with blood soaked hands
Expectantly wait
full time butchers part time
Poets Critics impersonate
Cleavers knives choppers
Ready to cut you into pieces
They wont bat an eye lid or hesitate
Poem hunter forum butchers
Who ply their trade here
Ungraciously poetically hibernate
One sacrificial lamb Ted Sheridan
First the lady butcher turned poet
Courtney Kane will not sedate
Keeping him thirsty parched
dehydrate slowly cut through the neck
a blunt blade this ingratiate
this is spiritual poetic state
orgiastic oscillations
no pre menopausal pause
a thoughtless thought innate
dead meat carved sold by poetic trait
today’s special Clay Scott
minced balls at a special rate
racism in poetry is nothing
but human hate..
poetry dying in dire strait
cold cuts of another Radical Muslim
ranting poet added to your sandwich plate
another butcher AJS did fornicate
Gangubai the Gonorrheal Whore
Her last bill still unpaid forcibly
Little Junior did procreate
Has gone AWOL last seen
Begging on the streets of Kuwait
Bad karma bad dharma and bad fate
Gonads of a Howlin poet minced
Barbecued served piping hot
by the butchers
On your dinner plate
Another poets penis they did amputate
Chopped fine sold to
deep sea fishermen as Sharks Bait
Come fast to the Poem Hunter Butchers Forum
Don’t be late halal meat kosher meat to suit your palate
Intestinal delicacies, rump, torrid testicles of new poets
Cured pickled at bargain rate
No free hampers this time for Marci Made
This poem with 10 points you must rate
A good comment to translate a bit of my
Chewed up brain on your salad plate
Humbly Yours Hubcap Sheathed Shithead
In a poetic emotional state
As he gives you this update
Read my poetry and start losing weight
HUBCAP SHITHEAD
upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/a/a9/Butcher...
These penny wise pound foolish
with blood soaked hands
Expectantly wait
full time butchers part time
Poets Critics impersonate
Cleavers knives choppers
Ready to cut you into pieces
They wont bat an eye lid or hesitate
Poem hunter forum butchers
Who ply their trade here
Ungraciously poetically hibernate
One sacrificial lamb Ted Sheridan
First the lady butcher turned poet
Courtney Kane will not sedate
Keeping him thirsty parched
dehydrate slowly cut through the neck
a blunt blade this ingratiate
this is spiritual poetic state
orgiastic oscillations
no pre menopausal pause
a thoughtless thought innate
dead meat carved sold by poetic trait
today’s special Clay Scott
minced balls at a special rate
racism in poetry is nothing
but human hate..
poetry dying in dire strait
cold cuts of another Radical Muslim
ranting poet added to your sandwich plate
another butcher AJS did fornicate
Gangubai the Gonorrheal Whore
Her last bill still unpaid forcibly
Little Junior did procreate
Has gone AWOL last seen
Begging on the streets of Kuwait
Bad karma bad dharma and bad fate
Gonads of a Howlin poet minced
Barbecued served piping hot
by the butchers
On your dinner plate
Another poets penis they did amputate
Chopped fine sold to
deep sea fishermen as Sharks Bait
Come fast to the Poem Hunter Butchers Forum
Don’t be late halal meat kosher meat to suit your palate
Intestinal delicacies, rump, torrid testicles of new poets
Cured pickled at bargain rate
No free hampers this time for Marci Made
This poem with 10 points you must rate
A good comment to translate a bit of my
Chewed up brain on your salad plate
Humbly Yours Hubcap Sheathed Shithead
In a poetic emotional state
As he gives you this update
Read my poetry and start losing weight
HUBCAP SHITHEAD
my heart is a sculpted mansion
where god lives
my faults human
he forgives
long after my flesh dies
my soul outlives
my faults human
he forgives
long after my flesh dies
my soul outlives
Blog Memories
she has gone
leaving sheaves
of her blog memories
her comments all deleted
but she lives as sweet memories
perhaps she remembers old times
that she cock teased me
my sweet and sour memories
buzznet blog goddess
locked in my minds photo album
as sepia toned memories
leaving sheaves
of her blog memories
her comments all deleted
but she lives as sweet memories
perhaps she remembers old times
that she cock teased me
my sweet and sour memories
buzznet blog goddess
locked in my minds photo album
as sepia toned memories
Woman is an Onion
Someone asked me
Why does a woman get afraid to have sex..
and it was a poem.. and ended in questioning the reader and leaving him to answer this sphynx like anomaly ..
SOME WOUNDS EVEN A SCRATCH ON A WOMANS BODY TAKES TIME TO HEAL..
WOMAN IS AN ONION
GOD CRIED WHEN HE UNPEELED
yet it was Mary Magdalene the virgin that the fate of Jesus Christ sealed . crucified ..bleeding unhealed
blood seminally soaking congealed..
Why does a woman get afraid to have sex..
and it was a poem.. and ended in questioning the reader and leaving him to answer this sphynx like anomaly ..
SOME WOUNDS EVEN A SCRATCH ON A WOMANS BODY TAKES TIME TO HEAL..
WOMAN IS AN ONION
GOD CRIED WHEN HE UNPEELED
yet it was Mary Magdalene the virgin that the fate of Jesus Christ sealed . crucified ..bleeding unhealed
blood seminally soaking congealed..
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