The Seven Shortest Poems In The World
Thought:
Brain
Train
Architecture:
Brick
Trick
Bad Habit:
Quit
It!
Insomnia:
Nap
Gap
Plagiarist:
Edits
Credits
Elderly Love:
Last
Lust
Whore:
Quick
Pick
poem by Paul Hartal
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Insomnia
Reading magazines and counting sheep to pass the time away
Hoping that tomorrows gonna bring a smile home again
Images of palm trees swaying in the wind on south beach
Takes me back to better days, summer days the everglades in june
My brain, my poor brain
My brain, my poor brain
Im drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane
Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia
Flying high in golden skies, Im flicking channels in my mind
Finding my utopia a different chapter in a book
Thinking back to younger days as I escape in coopers break
It takes me back to 84 the futures knocking at my door
My brain, my poor brain
My brain, my poor brain
Im drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane
Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia Im drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane
Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia
Turning off a switch inside me, leaving all the stress behind me
Flying over streams and houses, passing over the wye valley
It takes me back to 84 the futures knocking at my door
My brain, my poor brain
Im drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane
Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia Im drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane
Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia Im drinking myself to sleep again, nightnurse pills to keep me sane
Drinking myself to sleep again, insomnia.
song performed by by Feeder
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Ambidextrous!
Ambidextrous!
Trick and treat,
Amends,
Amusement,
But, i saw another person in the picture.
Trick, kick, lick, sick, pick, quick!
Aeon,
And, they ended up at the same place;
Muse, amused!
Mick, brick, Rick, Buick, flick;
And like crossing Louis River!
Adduce,
Age, adage!
And, as fast as anything.
Location, allocation!
Nick, wick, hick, stick, Vick;
And like the water from yesterday,
treat, beat, wheat, eat, meat, peat, cheat! !
But now, Captain Jack is back in town.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Lust
Don't Let Lust Get You
It Will Betray, The One You Love
The One You Love Won't Trust If You Let Lust Get You
Don't Let Lust Get You
It Will Trick You
It Will Leave You, The One You Love Won't
Don't Let Lust Get You
It Will Tell You That It Loves You. But Really Doesn't
It ill Hurt You Every Time
Don't Let Lust Get You
Because In The End Your The One That Feels Like Shit! ! !
poem by Latasha Dixon
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~Insomnia~
No sight
Insomnia
I dream
I'm awake
I sleep
Mingle between both
Insomnia
Blurry
Fuzzy
Awake all night
I'm not alone
Insomnia
No sleep
I'm tired
Dusk is death
Dawn is suicide
Insomnia
Less sleep
I'm awake more
Time slips
Lake of sleep
Insomnia
Rain of dreams
Lucid yet unclear
I reach
Grasp nothing
Insomnia
Awake
Asleep
Both
Same time
Insomnia
poem by Andrew John Morra
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Jumping Someone Else's Train
Don't say what you mean
You might spoil your face
If you walk in the crowd
You won't leave any trace
It's always the same
You're jumping someone else's train
It won't take you long
To learn the new smile
You'll have to adapt
Or you'll be out of style
It's always the same
You're jumping someone else's train
If you pick up on it quick
You can say you were there
Again and again and again
You're jumping someone else's train
It's the latest wave
That you've been craving for
The old ideal
Was getting such a bore
Now you're back in line
Going not quite quite as far
But in half the time
Everyone's happy
They're finally all the same
'cause everyone's jumping
Everyone else's train
Jumping someone else's train
Jumping someone else's train
Jumping someone else's train
song performed by by Cure
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The Missing of One
Sick in pit of stomach, sick
Thick thoughts of trips gone so quick
Photo trick, when album flicked
Sit n flick, bit by bit
Brick by brick memories flit
Only Good times tick, not kick n kick
Grap my kit, snap out of it
No longer need this shit.
poem by Casual Diamond
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Whore Stories
What were they to do?
Two in love...
And busted.
Downsized to be laid.
Not a dime between them saved,
But needs gave in to temptation.
And yet,
They wanted to keep their passions kept...
In a condo about to be foreclosed.
A firestorm descended,
And ended their lifestyle quick.
Losing a happiness and glory...
The beginning of the ever spinning,
Whore Stories.
She slept with him.
And did not care...
She was both a slut and a has been,
With eccentric flair.
She's a trick
Making a quick sex visit.
And he got his off and split!
He did his thing.
That he did.
With one night stands,
Flings and other street 'things'.
Hoping to take the sting,
Out of his broken heart.
Worn on a musty sleeve.
And reeking of alcohol.
And she knew that too!
But it only takes one fool...
To do all that's done,
To make two fools from one.
Doing their best to impress,
With expressions of bitterness.
And these Whore Stories find continuance.
Continuing as they do.
When one will find dissatisfaction...
In times that don't agree,
Or deliver on demand service.
The making of Whore Stories,
Just gets a bit mo' ho-ish!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Insomnia
Im running in quicksand
Somethings haunting me
The guilty past Ive buried
My mind wont let me sleep
Ill do anything for peace - I keep waking up
A solemn oath I make
Cross my heart please let me sleep - I keep waking up
How much more do I take
My head is talking to me
I dont know what it needs
But the loudest voice
Is the one I heed
Insomnia, my swollen bloodshot eyes
Insomnia, awake till morning light
Insomnia, stirring deep inside
Insomnia, somebody turn out the lights
I cant sleep - insomnia
Im twisting and turning - I keep waking up
The madness I must tame
My candle is burning - I keep waking up
Both ends again today
The whole house is creaking
I know theyre out there
The things kept from sight
I beg to the shadows
I cant sleep
Insomnia, footsteps on the walk
Insomnia, I hear someone knock
Insomnia, I wish it was a dream
Insomnia, can you hear me scream
song performed by by Megadeth
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Habit
See it happen to a couple of friends
See it happen and the message it sends
Take it up for what's an obvious fault
Just to see what all the fuss is about
And it's not your way... not your way
And it's not your way... not your way
Another habit says it's in love with you
Another habit says its long overdue
Another habit like an unwanted friend
I'm so happy with my righteous self
And it's not your way... not your way
And it's not your way... not your way
Never thought you'd... habit (3x)
I never thought you
song performed by by Pearl Jam from No Code
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Tower That Ate People
There's a bump in the basement
There's a knocking on the wall
In the pumping of the pistons
I swear I heard you call
There's a bump in the basement
There's a hole in the floor
There's a guard in the garden
Locking up the door
There's a rumble in the floorboards
No shutting out the sound
And the workers down below me
Digging underground
Feel the building all around me
Like a wrap of armoured skin
But the more we are protected
The more we're trapped within
Tell it like it is
Till there's no misunderstanding
When you strip it right back
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
Tell it like it is
Till there's no misunderstanding
You make up what you like
Man feed machine
Machine feed man
?
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
Brick by brick by brick by brick we're building
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Difficult To Quit If One Is Wishing They Could
Accustomed to being good,
It spoils the anticpation.
The first time in the getting of it,
Is the best remembered.
And from there and when repeated,
The expectation is just to get that fix.
With a quieting done that comes to one,
Addicted to a habit and getting it quick.
Satisfying a habit gratified automatically,
Is difficult to quit if one is wishing they could.
With a quieting done that comes to one,
Addicted to a habit and getting it quick.
And from there and when repeated,
The expectation is just to get that fix.
The first time in the getting of it,
Is the best remembered.
Accustomed to being good,
It spoils the anticpation.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cut Up Angels
If we cut out the bad
Well then wed have nothing left
Like I cut up your mouth
The night I stuffed it all in
And you lied to the Angel
Said I stabbed you to death
If we go at the same time
They'll clean up the mess
I lost my head
You couldnt come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
Watched you bite into the bottle
Watched me kick out the chair
Let you chew up the glass
And laughed as you just hung there
I have thought of rose petals mostly perfect and pure
Then I thought of your petals
And the abuse theyve been through
I lost my head
You couldnt come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
You lost your head
I couldnt come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
Whoa whoa
I told the angels
Cant stay in heaven
I asked the devil
If we cut out the bad well then we'd have nothing left
Like I cut up your angels
Yeah you stabbed me to death
I lost my head
You couldnt come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
You lost your head
I couldnt come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
song performed by by Used
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Completing All The Touches
Her pupil shone –
Black stole a peek
Her smile wore sleek
Beneath a knowingness
That I would seek
A slipping down of garments,
Jealous of their role
To hide the jewels that complement,
Completing all the touches.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
Lines of Lust
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Fantasy IV
Pounce of nipple
Snatches,
Catches me off guard
Flounce and ripple
Thro' the breasts
Arrests
Landing hard,
I'm flung upon my back
To analyse the ceiling -
No appealing under stress
Now under dress -
Panties gone
And she upon
My countenance -
I rouse to bait
Her feminine way
Lead astray by
Aromatic warming
Of her womanhood,
I tune her body's
Resonance
Thro' eloquence of tongue -
Her shrieking
Highly strung
We up the play
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Baby's Gone
she kept sayin'
you're gunna miss me
but i never did take her seriously
i guess her gift of prophecy was real
amen
(chorus)
babys gone
baby aint to blame
thatd be my fault
me and my no brain
might'a took a train to Tupelo
might'a been Tulsa for all i know
talk about movin' on
babys gone
i admit im the type
needs a wake-up call
sometimes you gotta hit me
with a cannonball
i guess baby goin' AWOL did the trick
pretty quick
now the trick is
gettin that phone
if i have to call everybody she's ever known
and tell'em this
(repeat chorus)
if you wanted my attention
you've got it now
baby, anthing
anywhere
anyhow
(repeat chorus)
thats the name of the song
babys gone
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Baby's Gone
she kept sayin'
you're gunna miss me
but i never did take her seriously
i guess her gift of prophecy was real
amen
(chorus)
babys gone
baby aint to blame
thatd be my fault
me and my no brain
might'a took a train to Tupelo
might'a been Tulsa for all i know
talk about movin' on
babys gone
i admit im the type
needs a wake-up call
sometimes you gotta hit me
with a cannonball
i guess baby goin' AWOL did the trick
pretty quick
now the trick is
gettin that phone
if i have to call everybody she's ever known
and tell'em this
(repeat chorus)
if you wanted my attention
you've got it now
baby, anthing
anywhere
anyhow
(repeat chorus)
thats the name of the song
babys gone
song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Pachyderm
O' my elderly world, am I getting too bold?
The ones who go first were the elderly ones
Leaving spawns of unfertile aftermaths
Leaving my elderly world high and dry
O' my elderly world, am I getting out of control?
Doing everything that crosses my mind
Like there is no tomorrow
Like there are no rules
O' my elderly world, am I worthy of being alive?
When all my tendency contributes are turmoils
When my currupted mind only grieves others'
Like I own this elderly world...
O' my elderly world, are the rulers doing well?
When all they can offer are blood, tears and lives taken
When the rich becomes richer
When the poor becomes poorer
Like they own this elderly world...
O' my elderly world, do I still have the time?
Am always envious of time
Am always running out of time
Hope I won't be here when your time runs out
O' my elderly world...
poem by Chosen Reject
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I Love Your Brain
He was hurting for the answers
He was serving up the questions
He was searching for a guru he was lucky that he knew you
When I saw your fine physique I was into you like a train
And I love it when you speak youre so urbane
Oh, I love your brain
Yes, I love your brain
Ooh, I love your brain
Im gonna say it again
Love your brain
Its a beautiful brain
I wanna be with your brain
I wanna sleep with your brain
She was looking like a roman
She was cooking it with fire
She was talking right to me
And I couldnt unglue me
Though I am no duke of earl you are my chatelaine
I love the way the world drives you insane
song performed by by Frank Black
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Selective
Those that write...
Know there is no easy way to it,
To get it done.
But to do it.
Plagiarist are quick to quote,
And lift whole passages.
With attempts to have their theft flow.
As if one's style can not be recognized.
One who writes,
Knows this upon sight.
It is similar to a game of chess...
Played out like life.
And at one's best.
The more one becomes aware of the game...
It is not who plays,
But how well they do it.
With a signature imprint that is left,
To impress with style.
That separates them from the rest.
And 'that' a plagiarist does not GET!
Even God intended to create,
And make each snowflake...
Unique and different.
A 'purest' would know!
All trees do not bear leaves.
Some bear pine.
Yet few, if any, grow ungrounded.
'Are you talking about trees?
Or plagiarists?
Or or or...chess or both?
What ARE you talking about? '
~Neither.
I want to emphasize the unique,
And different images of each snowflake...
God makes.~
'And I 'listen' to this? '
~That's the point I make exactly.
You have 'chosen' to be selective.
Others are not so particular.
They will pick up and run with anything.~
'And...
I might add.
That is b-a-r-e, 'bare'.'
~Oh?
A selective purest who is also a reading critic?
With time to discern proper word usage?
You should apply that kind of discretion,
To your game.
Perhaps you wouldn't lose as often~
'It's your turn.
Just make a move, okay? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Quick Is The Beat Of My Heart
Written by lewis mark
Lead vocals by james young
If its my time to die today
Please God oh make it fast
Balanced on this point for a year and half
I just dont think I can last
Theres a man whos laid to rest
The man who gave me my start
I wish I could quit but I cant and its rough
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
So please all you people
Dont you grieve for me
The blood in my veins is black and I cant bleed
Ive suffered the pain
And all I can face is the dark
Oh, lord, quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Now my bags are almost packed
The trains about to depart
I wish I could quit but I cant and its rough
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
Quick is the beat of my heart
If its my time to die...
song performed by by Styx
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