Limerick

Faces in the Crowd
In the throngs of humanity, I see Faces in the crowd, each one a gem Some with smiles, some with frowns Each one unique, yet all so profound
By NAVIN .S2 years ago in Poets
My Happy Little Tree
She’s my happy little tree Blossoming into her personality I get down to play with her I’m her horse crawling on my hands and knees
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Ships Lost at Sea
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By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Orthography For All Intensive Porpoises
A dyslexic orthographer once wrote, "Beware the allegory moat: It opens its jars And creeps into yaws Like some poison needing an anecdote."
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Abecedarian Creek
A babbling brook careening down every
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Limit Two per Customer
Everyone thinks you’re some kind of hustler They think you want the entire smorgasbord But they don’t realize You’re not an easy customer
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
The Only Good One. Content Warning.
Gūsteppo Gestappo was an Italian collusio A Nazi contempo, intenso E unrelentlo After the war He hanged out in a bar Along with the other executios
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets
Love & Obsession
One of life’s little lessons Is there’s little difference between love and obsession So just embrace it all And fall into the things that call your heart
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Succedere
Burden of giants our mothers inherit Borne without question or mention of merit Bequeathed unto to those To whom life they transposed
By J2 years ago in Poets
44 in 33
This is for Real Poetics unofficial challenge, check it out! I'll be 44 In the year of 2033 That is of course if this chronic kidney disease Doesn't get the better of me.
By Tressa Rose2 years ago in Poets
A Sip of Amour. Content Warning.
A sip of amour Transcended amidst the virtues of love that are deemed true, I pondered over the predefined chaos that the amorous birds of prey hid under its sinew
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Ices
A man in midlife crises Gave in to all his vices When his wife and kids were gone He subscribed to all his porn When left to his own devices
By Gerard DiLeo2 years ago in Poets