Ach Poems - Poems about Ach

There was a girl on the Isle of Man Freezing her buttocks off in the can There was no one to care If she let off hot air So toasting toes are now, "Owed to Jan"!...

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The Moroccan star shines down on me tonight Giving me light to keep going Have to fight Masquerading as a white knight You are but a dark, gloomy reminder of Hell Dancing on my spleen Crumpling my feet Galloping across my heart Trampling my mind with your corrosion and wrath You masqueraded as a Moroccan man Pretended to possess gentleness and beauty Deceived me into thinking...

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Could have been A beautiful meeting Your strategic plans were puny But mighty Your sword was dull to the touch But pricked my finger as I stroked it Your lips seemed gentle and pristine But, when I turned my back I felt your bite You tore my flesh Sometimes I feel a gentle breeze Sometimes I long for the beauty of Morocco Craving the exotic...

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You have died a thousand deaths since the day you invaded the gentle, passive meadows in which I walk upon. You thrust your evil hand on my pristine petals, eroding the beauty that once lay in your view. You ravaged the garden of peace, and left it a field of complacency. You congratulated yourself for the prisoner of...

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Where you travel it will follow behind you closely watching your every move. When you try to discern where you should move your knight I will be waiting with phantom and fright Like a maze of mirrors you will look around and not be able to find your way out. You entered this house of horrors when you...

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In the tower of terror there is no safety zone There are no rules that keep you from harm What you see is not what you get You experience a series of twists and turns that bedazzle you. Jousts and riddles, laughs and giggles can you make your way out? Dreadful and bleak your disguise helps you gain entry to the...

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