After No Replies
stalker faded
after no replies
to all insults
empty electronic
sad sick stalkers
need responses
no flame anger
no outbursts
no prey emotions
no stalker buzz
fazes poor lost stalkers
need medical helpers
without therapy
passion empty stalkers
reaffirm insult senses
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Stalk
some get penalized
for stalks,
stalkers not
allowed here
and you are
warned.
what are stalks
anyway?
why should
we dislike
stalkers?
come to think
of it. Hold the stalk
and let your
fingers run
towards the
flower.
Feel the petals
and smell
the scent.
now you are
a stalker.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Stalkers Pride
A Stalkers Pride!
On a day like anyother,
It really was a bother,
to find a yute,
following me in pursuit,
I get home,
And pat my little knome,
Go inside,
To hide,
Watching Gossip Girl,
When he caught me in a whirl,
The window goes bong,
Next thing I know he's gone.
Maybe he has something to hide,
Or maybe it's his Stalkers Pride
poem by Alice Merideth
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Paparazzi Picking Orders
paparazzi photographers
stock photo shoot images
mosquito pest stalkers
celeb watchers
photo paid photographers
media admirers
paparazzi photographers
check mated by stalkers
dime celebrities wannabies
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Rat Attack
Rat fear
Rat near
Bright black eyes
French fries
Meat pies
Wall walkers
Human stalkers
Rat night
Rat fright
Rat fear
Rat near
Human waste
Dirty place
Gleeful face
Boy with club
Dull thud
Rat dies
Rat prize
Rat fear
Rat near
‘Brave’ team
Ferrets mean
Dogs keen
Whiskered ranger
Senses danger
Rat unseen
Rat supreme
Rat fear
Rat near
Thug with gun
Sick fun
Thinks he’s won
Stinging pain
Human shame
Rat cries
Rat dies
Rat Attack
Fight back
Don’t despise
Bright black eyes
So wise
Wall walker
Shadow stalker,
Rat unseen
Rat supreme
(Oct 2003)
poem by Alison Campbell
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Don't Fear The Stalker
Real estate has come
Here but now they're gone
Jason doesn't fear the reaper
Nor do Eli, Alex or Taylor
We should be like they are
Come on baby...Don't fear the stalker
Baby take my camera...Don't fear the stalker
We'll be able to walk...Don't fear the stalker
Baby I have your camera
The cake is done
flies came and ate it but now their gone
Jay and Brett
Are together in eternity
Jason's coming every day...watching Jay and Brett
Eli's coming everyday... rebake the cake
Taylor's coming everyday...to watch TLC
Come on baby...Don't fear the stalker
Baby take my camera...Don't fear the stalker
Watching you everywhere...Don't fear the stalker
Watching you forever
The police had come
Here but now they're gone
Came last night of therapy
And it was clear she couldn't walk
The door was open and the cat appeared
The camera flashed and then disappeared
The curtain blew and he appeared
Saying don't be afraid
Come on baby...then she got off the wheelchair
And then she tripped and fell on him
Then they started to walk out the door
They went forward and said good bye
She had become like they are
She had taken his camera
Then took a picture of them
She had melted his heart of ice
She had taken the cake
She had become like they are
Come on baby...Don't fear the stalker
...Don't fear the stalker
poem by Lilith Rose Reitenbach
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Risk Writing Politics Religion
if you would write about politics
religion the world in graphic highlights
beware power perturbed consequences
writing about sly world religion politics
with truth perception has cutting edges
sharp edges cut all falling within range blades
truth makes enemies of those hiding in shadows
truth pisses off lazy blind ignorant excuses
truth generates hate mail stalker consequences
truth often sharp someone somewhere offends
stalkers enemies means relevant observations
as long as it offends truth responsibilities demands
beware sight truth crusaders passion writers
ask them of truth at peril of sting accuracy words
poem by Terence George Craddock
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But I do know people that have stalkers and it's not nice.
quote by Daniel Craig
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I do know people that have stalkers and it's not nice.
quote by Daniel Craig
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Crazy Little Stalker Named Mike
This stalker named Mike he just can't handle it
This stalker named Mike he just can't get over it
He's so loco
Crazy little stalker named Mike
This stalker named Mike (named Mike)
He cries (Like a baby)
In a cradle all night
He screams (whoo hoo)
He moans
He shakes all over like a lunatic
I once kinda loved him
Now I more then kinda hate him
Wish that I could just get rid of him
Crazy little stalker named Mike
There goes his mind
He's losing his grip on reality that's for sure
He drives me crazy
He gives my computer viruses and so much damn spyware
Then he cries when I won't take him back
Breaking out in cool cool sweat
Wondering how he next try to get my attention
Boy needs to learn how to be cool, relax, get off my back
Hit the road Mike
Hitch-hike
And maybe take a fatal ride on the back of a psycho's motorbike
Just leave me the hell alone
Crazy little stalker named Mike
poem by Ramona Thompson
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There's people that figure if they hang out with you, all of a sudden they're going to be successes. I've had two or three stalkers in my life.
quote by Dustin Diamond
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You know, I have guys that are almost stalkers... it is very strange. I had this one guy that e-mailed me off my site, and thought we were boyfriend and girlfriend. He then came to my house in London, I do not know how he found it.
quote by Caprice Bourret
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Emma and me
Running, Singing, Screaming, Camera Whoring,
Our lives are never boring,
Stalkers, creeps and fatty freaks,
We are total geeks 8-]
Dibs that hottie,
oh wait thats me,
God its good to be free,
window shopping, starbucks,
Thats all us,
Scared of indians with plastic bags,
free sprinkles in a paper bag,
dont forget that time at nerd camp,
elyse was doing flips on the tramp,
We learnt and that was cool,
Camp ended and stuck back at school,
funny faces on the rocks,
wearing froggie socks,
Hair-dos like Samara,
Scared stiff watching Tamara.
practicing soccer kicks from the goal,
being watched by creepy mn with mole,
Watching concerts in 3d,
Davids got some d's
getting on a high,
chlorine, sugar, and on life
Emmas stalker, that creepy guy,
Thats emma and I
poem by Jess Terry
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Why Are Heinous Crimes Committed?
one reason
heinous
crimes
are committed
aside
from stalkers
criminally
insane
is because
mean minds
choose hate
anger violence
instead of love
compassion
sincerity
forgiveness
God gave us
freedom of choice
those who love evil
plot premeditated deliberate
murder of a child
is killing evil
is a vile choice
which shall
sentence
such souls
to a different
eternity
to ours
I promise will
pray for Isabella
for her family
for every
innocent child
in this universe
as you have asked
and also
for all poor
long suffering
animals
the plight
of our poor
abused planet
Earth...
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Stalker
first came the obsession stage
then their mind became full of rage.
it does not matter if they're man or woman
for it is the same, their obsession becomes a game.
it usually starts off as admiration or a desire
to be with a person who has sparked their fire.
they start to fantasize every day
and how in their lives, the role they'll play.
it starts off simply as becoming their mate
and when that fails it turns to hate.
but in their minds all they could see
is that it's a love 'between her/he and me.
they feel that it's their heart, thats in control
and that it will touch the others soul.
they can not see that they are obsessed
with an inner desire, and that they are
not a knight in shining armour.
soon their mind and actions become as one
then they may reach for a gun.
for in their mind they belong together
and that their lives will be much better.
but when they realize that they've been rejected
than their minds become more infected.
from here on they no longer become a talker
instead they change their hat to a STALKER.
they will follow the person all around
in hopes that they will have a chance
to be their savior, and then looked upon in favor.
they have no concept of the hurt that they create
and the fears that they put a person through.
but in their minds, thats not what they do.
they were put here to enter that persons life
to become their husbands or their wives.
in their minds, they can do no wrong
for their love is much too strong.
fear the STALKERS- for they know not what they do
don't let them get close to you.
poem by Louis Rams
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NIght Feeders
As the light begins to hide from the darkness
and the nocturnes again rise from their sleep.
The creatures of the night shout out in excitement
as those that normally slumber begin to weep.
For they know and fear what is coming
and it won’t be long before they arrive.
No matter where they hide there’s no escape
from those that walk, but are not alive.
As the night noises and howls become louder
the stalkers move closer to their prey.
The sweet smell of blood is what they’re after
and they always get their way.
S
poem by Orlando Belo
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I pay a huge chunk of money to my agent and publicity people to shield me from my fan mail. I don't even want to know how many letters I get. I don't see fan mail as a good thing. It always makes me think of stalkers.
quote by Ben Stiller
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Insult Upon Injury
Insult!
How do you feel when a woman insults you oh man?
Insult!
How do you feel when a man insults you oh woman?
Insult!
How do you feel when your wife insults you?
Insult!
How do you feel when your husband insults you?
Insult!
How do you feel when a child insults you?
Insult upon injury! !
But the jury is here at last to stay on this case.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Myth Of The Perfect Man
The Myth Of The Perfect Man
The perfect man does not exist
And if he did would soon be kissed
By all those waiting for the event
So soon his energy would all be spent
Indeed his lips would be so chaffed
Swollen while his breath was gasped
Poor guy his chances seem so slim
No one would call him Lucky Jim
Without some clones he soon would be
Extinct again - what irony
Such fate may always face the best
Those that can't have get distressed
Stalkers make for their misery
I'm glad that I am just plain me
_________________
(c) Rhumour
28th October 2008
Trying
Treading in the stalkers domain
She lives
She feeds
And keeps on trying
With every step a scar to gain
She falls
She bleeds
And keeps on trying
The purchase of pride at the cost of pain
She cries
She pleads
And keeps on trying
Follwing a path of treacherous terrains
She struggles
She leads
And keeps in trying
poem by Humna Hamid
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Political Ripples Sweeping Changes
political misdeeds
may stir up
many kinds
of intent stalkers
hate mail
to fan mail
in excess
everything
has a consequence
paid price
there are those
who will love
to misunderstand
to create
anger resentment
disunity
truth
demands
a voice
God said
do not
be calling
evil good
shock waves
are mega ripples
mega resultant
consequences
politicians
abusing powers
are Tsunami disasters
devastation waves
release energies
sweeping changes
repressed freedom springs
poem by Terence George Craddock
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