Best Banter Poems

The cares of the world waft away like
the vague images of a forgotten dream  
when he climbs into bed beside me.  

And my comfort is found in the warmth 
of a slight up-curved smile relaxing across 
an unshaven face tickling me with a
hundred...

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If they have to point out it is banter
cus you didn’t realise it as banter
As they left no clue it was banter
The simple fact is it’s not banter

Banter’s quick wit the sort with charm
not blunt brain dead comments which harm
banters apparent with its own alarm
you...

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Life as we know it
Is spiralling out of control
It’s all become so precious
What will be the end goal?

Don’t say this ,don’t say that
Offence will be taken
Please don’t mention gender
As you could be very mistaken

Life’s no longer simple
Now totally confusing
Can’t afford to rest on your laurels
Or...

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He claims he’s got eloquent banter
In truth he’s a terrible ranter
who just posts on Twitter
and makes people bitter
Perhaps he should be more galanter

Some folks love to use a long word
Out of context it sounds quite absurd
They thumb through a thesaurus
Use long words that just bore...

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They have in their senses,
A bloated self-image worthy of pulling the best.
Letter-assortments, their sense, they knew not,
Yet march on with leaps of obstinacy to brim.
Subtly aided by the fairest in all,
Visualed only due to sacrifice of self
So maintained, would ever beget close but forget house.
Once...

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Your tree limbs have been good friends with time
Stretched over the watery deep
Surrounded by decay as snow fell in the winter-time
The earth seemed jaded slow brown in its creep
Up to your strong roots as if dependent
On your overwhelming determination
Not to give up every minute spent
Giving...

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Hail falls down on the sun,
Our race will not live, so help me God,
Where going to do the opposite of unloading a gun. 
We can only win by using force on this unhealthy pod.

Change the movie, even if hailed by critics,
Watch little Molly get killed...

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Ms.chievous Banter, my mentor
has various suits and of one is Centaur
sent as a.line in the form of She
light as the sand they came to be
watch carefully…
Horizon aligns and a Lion is fire
The sun wakes up a hidden desire
Past and stow they cracked the bell
Passed on...

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He	“Never say I can't?” 

     	She	“Why  not meet defeat
     		admit you're seldom right.
     		Saying you CAN is vanity
    		and looking for a fight.”

He	“Don't look back on failure ...?”

 	She	“Dwell...

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Nature to dust
I am at a bust
Creaking sounds, and
Finding crowns, 
On a forever green, 
While losing good deeds, 
It’s a smoking seed, 
That falls to ashes, 
Inside our trees

The way it screams
It makes me want to bleed
Dieing sounds, 
And never found
Fall to winter
And summer to...

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From the slide of hand and teeth chatter,  
my eyes, don’t expand with me madder. 
Cause she’s aware of the emphasis, 
so despair isn’t imminent, 
when she’s prepared to dissect me in increments, 
but my nose doesn’t flare, it’s interesting, innocence, 
when ping ponging...

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This facile teasing, 
is so fluent and pleasing-
Along the shore of infatuation, 
bringing to me a longing sensation. 

You banter with such ease,
may all my sorrow slowly cease-
Singing tunes of meaningful nights, 
and bringing to me sensual magical sights. 

Eloquently suggestive, 
silver-tonged and impressive-
Vivid dreams...

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Nancy:

hi
hi
What’s up?
Nothin much.
Whatcha been doin?

John:

Ponderin.  Whatchu been doin?
Nuthin.  Whatcha been pondering?  Somethin exciting?
Nah...samo samo...different day, random stuff.  You ever hear of Fibonacci?
Fibba what?  Fibbanachi?  Can’t say as I have.  Sounds like one of those Italian light beers. ...

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She sat at the bar and watched him from her stool
As he stared back at her with knowing and passion
She had sipped from her drink with tiny red straw
He saw her fine clothes were of the latest fashion

With a nod of her head he knew...

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When nice I'm armed with wit and charm,
polite and calm yet sometimes barmy,
flick the alarm I'll hit and harm,
fight feet and arm one man army.

I find meaning through metaphors,
am inclined to wish for miracles
daydreaming of immense rewards,
my dreams assign intense levels.

I naturally think deep, they...

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