Best Flex Poems


Premium Member Cortex Flex

Words swirl
Words curl
Wrapping around my cerebral cortex
Doctor with precise surgical context
Ink spills sterile the page my patient
Every word a pulse my thoughts foundation

Mind turbine spinning I'm wired on syntax
Syllables sprint laps no time to relax
Ideas combust rush through the glass
Concepts clash crash flash overlap
I code in couplets debug emotion
Flow in motion logic ocean
Every notion an explosion in disguise
I'm the reason metaphors oxidize

Venom in the rhythm when I'm penning my division
Inner vision in collision with precision and revision
Riddle every little syllable until the middle brittle
Whittle down a paragraph a parable a pinnacle
Poetry ritual pivoting intervals minimal literal
Cynical clinical miracle lyrical chemical spherical
Chronicle particles articles spark into particles
Logical arsenal marvel in carnival poetic arsenal

Now I'm sprinting on a thought train off chain all brain
Mainframe flame rain cant contain my own name
Echo chamber danger ranger changing lanes
Strange exchanges rearrange poetic remains
Rhymes ricochet through a crowded skull
Frequencies full mind chemical pull
Language bends like a solar flare
I inhale the noise till the words get air

Now the fire cools the letters on drip
The monster sleeps in the ink I grip
Every line a mirror every word a scar
I built this creature from who we are
Thoughts swirl words curl silence next
Peace rewires my cerebral cortex

Prom Flex 'Explicit'

alright
tonight's the night

time to dress my best, 
which is the best

Red off white flannel shirt with black sleeves, 600 i think

i was going to wear that black off white flannel hoodie, one and a half racks, 
but i think the dior zip shoes that match that look tacky, like mustard on takis.
so, i guess i'll just get some red october yeezy somethings, 11 racks. Rick owens with black laces to match the sleeves and finally
Valentino hat, 400, psh. That make me look broke. Not even a light flex. Dior bucket hat from stockx, still in the mail, out for delivery but i dont got time. 

I gotta go. 
Go with my bro. 


we at the entrance, paid 100, told him keep the change cause he need it, and we in as soon as it open
Damn im hungry. So im waiting, 40 mins later, some tacos, horchata, we in, we just vibing. Opps staring, im glaring like " you doing here" kinda look.  

Look i aint no dicaprio, but errybody look good when they rich.
Oop, look who talking  now!
Opps mad, hoes mad, cause this dumb hoe asked me to dance with her and i was like who is you? You aint nobody i'm tryna vibe.
Funny thing is, they getting mad at a loner. 
I'm too good for es anyway. That's why im always alone.
I wanna go home, play gta5 mods, and eat chips, and flex on the gram!
So i take a picture in the ballroom, and get out cause i might get robbed soon. Bro, in the bape
I tell him 
"come on! We gotta go!"
He grab his fendi bag
We get in the Charger
Whoosh!
Wanna 'pologize
, we gone!

Unwise To Flex Macho Muscles

I save my love in the cave
Where she roams free
Shoving aside the pride of the stave
Whose tentacles disagree

With the quality and quantity of care
Love demands in return for expanding horizons
In which she’s the key player whose flair
Dominates and dictates the zones

In which she receives affection in return
For the affection she bestows on me
To pour tons of affection into the urn
Where I’m forever indebted to see

Vast amounts of affection that nourish
Several critical aspects
Of emotional nutrients which burnish
The love I save from suspects

Too keen to take to flight
At the earliest demand love makes to protect her sanctity
In the face of the slight and plight
She lands sometimes when the care quantity

She gains proves too little
To justify sacrifices love makes to comfort
Me despite the brittle 
Vase I inadvertently crush in the fort

Where love hides the heart so often misunderstood
In contexts so complex
Brave love feels it’s high time she vacated the neighbourhood
Where partners find reasons their macho muscles to flex.


Premium Member Summer Flex

Soft streak of lightning 
puffed up with a Summer flex,
clouds bow to it’s heat.

Flex Me

Flex Me
The acrobat man said he could fly
That it was part of his show
A routine that thrilled every time

Seen all over the world
Watch the magician fly!
His latest show was unique
And a notable first

He would walk down a building
With no ropes or harness
All went well till halfway down
When he tripped and fell!

Head over heels he went
Hitting the ground like a bomb
He resembled strawberry jam
They cleared him up with a shovel...



Side of the Hill – Varied Poems...

Nick Armbrister

Premium Member FLEX

What makes Flex so significant?
What surrounds Flex?
How did a man get the name FLEX
He wasn’t picked on nor was he perplexed 
It was his fascination for the Hercules movies and admiration from inspiration in the muscle magazines
His dreams to one day have muscles like the guys in those booklets
As a youngster into reading muscle books, Flex would study all the training principles along with the detail surrounding nutrition
Since protein was the key factor for muscles
Training Flex journeyed by joining a gym and a Personal Trainer show the ropes to muscle gaining
Physique muscle transformation to form and expelled in extensions within his clothes
Flex muscles were now superior
Everywhere Flex walked it was amazement, astonishment and deep stares 
There were some ah’s 
Flex’s muscles were noticeable, and clothes showed the efforts
Women and Man would often ask Flex to flex
Mounts of bicep muscle would rise along with hardness
This shocked many people, but Flex felt honored and appreciated
The hardness of Flex muscle was beyond compare
Onlookers couldn’t believe what they were seeing and feeling
Flex history with his story in sharing
Flex made it a start and achieved
Maybe start your own training routine, but maybe not in the shape of Flex, but your own before into after body transformation
One last flex


Premium Member Flex the Stegosaurus

the t-rex took a bite out of my back
I was surprised at this dino attack!
stegosaurus gave the t-rex a mean kick
healing my back with a frothy lick

so, all dinosaurs are not mean or bad
the stegosaurus is the best one I ever had
I am glad I did not judge them all by the t-rex
I would have missed out on my best friend, Flex.

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