Best Gud Poems
‘I luv my little puggy.’
I’d often would I say.
‘Luvvy luvvy puggy-
Forever and a day.’
‘I luv him til my armpits-
I luv him til my nose,
I luv him til my balding hair
Should fall between my toes.’
I watch him sit and little beg,
Awaggie tail and bark.
‘Gud boy,’ said I with booty seg,
Then kicked him for a lark.
I luv my little puggy,
But now he’s underground.
Luvvy luvvy puggy
He barks but has no sound.
Categories:
gud, animal, dog, humorous, nonsense,
Form:
Rhyme
I took a little time tonight
To look back on the poems I write
Just to check and see if there
Were any improvement in my fare
On some of them I cried once more
On some of them, how I did roar
On one I laughed till my sides did ache
But I felt justified
Because of the comment Joseph Spence did write
Of course a spelling flub now and then
But what the hey
Cowboys don't talk to gud an nee way
I can't say I have changed much
Mayby there is hope after lunch
But if that does not pan out
I guess I'll just have to live with a pout
Categories:
gud, happiness,
Form:
Rhyme
they say any addiction isn't gud and maybe my downfall
but this addiction i am not worried about at all
my addiction to ur chocolate high is stronger than any drug or fedimine
in which no detox lab or rehab center can intervine
the taste of it is sweeter than any thing i've ever tasted
others still fail in comparison to the sweetness of this metaphorical pastry
without the taste of it i break out in cold sweats and body aches
for it i have no limits no boundaries jus to get a taste
the calling of this drug is one call i jus cant deny
i will forever be addicted to ur chocolate high
Categories:
gud, girlfriend-boyfriendaddiction, chocolate, drug,
Form:
Yak is everywhere
Not cursing or rude in the ends
Yak is a street artist
Yak:first of all you have excellence and simplicity in Logo
You make me smile
Your work is constant and consistent
You frenetically protests against
agreeing or not
those three letters always make me glad
content,
Closed to You certainly are pal artists
But the genius in Yak her/his/'s simplicity
is not bout agreeing
Yak(ing)
Yak might be a scream demanding me/we are artists of Democracy if hired the worked will be paid in the amount of Talent
Yak is
An enormous label name
Imagine: Yak clothes, Street, Casual, non-casual, jewels, watches
Yak concept
Yak 'Concepteur'
Yak unlimited supply
Yak boundaries are all crossed
the next step
We Deserve Yak
I was thinking about making a T-shirt with,
But that's not fare some are my fights but the label is not mine
Yak deserve recognition beyond
I wonder sometimes about the identity of Yak or Yak's
I see ex-students on Yak
I see colleagues on Yak
I show Yak around
Some like some dislike
People that are to consensual are not generally in my favourites list
And that's a reason for Democracy major virtues and severe imperfections
And in dictatorship even the camouflaged kind Yak is needed
Yak is probably not Bunksy
Yak for me create a trend
The sign of Thor's hammer *
Simple 1Y 2a 3k
The sympathetic logo makes people smile
At least for a single time You,
You
You,You
and also You and You
You all have smiled about the word,
You in some way are protest signatories
But look at the Logo
Gud signi teg
Yak
Thank You!
* Etymology 2 Old Norse signa a) Wiktyonary
**Wiktyonary
Categories:
gud, art, freedom, sympathy, words,
Form:
Ode
You attend the same school
She was a very shy type
And you were the outspoken type
You asked her to be your friend
And she agreed
You helped each other with assignments
And we're always together
She had no problem being close to you
Because she took you as a very gud friend
And you were ok with her as your friend
You were always concerned about her
Trying to help her whenever you could
And she was really grateful for your care
She was able to tell you all her secrets
And the fact that she is still a virgin
She became free with you
Had several lunch times with you
You guys even exchanged visits
She comes to your place
While you also goes to her's
She introduced you to her friends
As a very good friend of hers
You also did the same introduction
Both to your friends and your parents
The friendship was envied by many
You invited her over to your place one day
So that she could help you out with an assignment
She gladly agreed, just like other days
But you had an hidden agenda
But the innocent girl never knew
She lost track of the time
Which was all all part of your plan
Before she finished with the assignment
It was extremely late in the evening
She wanted to return home that night
But you convinced her to sleep over
That it wasn't safe out there
She agreed to sleep on the couch
While you will sleep on your bed
But you convinced her otherwise
She felt it was just a courtesy from you
So she took the bed
While you took the couch
At about midnight
She felt strange movement on her body
When she opened her eyes
You were trying to off her dress
She was shocked and confused
As she never expected it from you
But you had it all planned out
At the end, you finally got between her legs
She bleed all through the night
Cursed you till Dawn
But you never gave a damn
You had succeeded in raping her
An enviable friendship
Just went down the drain
Because of a abominable urge
"Say no to rape"
It's an insane act.
#Poetic Lord#
(c) JANUARY 2019
Categories:
gud, abuse,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
I am,
or shld i say we r
i cld swear im bipolar
tripolar, quadpolar, grab a cola take a
seat n listen
i jus nid ur earz, i cld neva have ur
heart, believe me i tried
n ma mind?
lost dat so löng ago
i only knw it as consiousnes, its hidin in
ma head sumwere.
I knw its there sumwere coz every otha
day it clicks, in dat breif
moment i experience gud pain
the kind thats just enuf to kip u frm the
bad kind
the kind that leaves an ugly scar
n unlike da duckling time wont make
ths 1 a swan.
I cld have sworn
infact i swear i knw beta
extra extra read al abt it
go ahead n tel the world that im its
smartest fool and if im schooled it can
only mean im
grouped wit da fishes,
gosh im slipin wit da fishes,
lifes maffia's got to me...
Tho its dark, its kinda comfy in this
boot/
trunk SPACIOUS
It must be a be a benzo, maybach : )
always wanted to ride in 1
look how it had to happen
bt i kip smilin
godfather cldnt get me to kis hs pinkie
ring
heck i cld take hm out if you put me in a
ring,
i run wit GOD THE FATHER
n dats y im stil standing
even wen ma whole worlds shaking
nuthn lasts 4eva
certainly not this uncertainity
that has threatend ma sanity,
moments ago my mind clickd
i felt gud pain
ma life jus gathered momentum ima
be aite
and yeah if u stil wonderin, i am nuts
da kinda crazy dat makes people give
their hearts
wen they knw they r playin darts
in the dark wit no hands
yeah dats me
: )
THE END
Categories:
gud, confusion, me, me,
Form:
See how Christmas fete on earth
Indians will walk to the mass
Enjoy curries and sweets enmass
Australians hang wreaths girthed
Here Santa gives rest to reindeer
Changes dress for less ”hot” with cheer.
Chinese light streets and stores with mirth
Santa is called “Shen Dan Lao Ren”
In shops only the grottos plain.
Yule logs burned in French hearth
With food left, the logs burn all night
In case Jesus comes in the night.
Russians fast till first star rebirths
Then break fast with Kutia eating
For good luck throw some up ceiling.
Ways and approach differ on earth
Call him Christ, Gud, Gott, dieu,dio, God
Ishwar, Allah, he’s the same lord.
See how Christmas fete on earth
Australians hang wreathes girthed
Chinese light streets and stores with mirth
Yule logs burned in French hearth
Russians fast till first star rebirths
Ways and approach differ on earth
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**This is my maiden poem in form Constanza**
28-12-13
Dr. Ram Mehta
Form:Constanza
Motif : Epic
Sixth Place win
Contest: Impress Me III by Giorgio V.
Categories:
gud, religious,
Form:
Rhyme
since dt day when i hv given u a compliment....
u hv promised me dt u wl gv ur tym whenever i need...
i hv closed my eyes n opened my heart to ds sentiment....
dese fb shy boys wl nly luk at u whn they r in greed....
all d words that i have said to you...
dsnt was a fake n i promise determined.....
bt u hv swallow it ,without even tastin n chew..
dese fb shy boys wl nly luk at u whn they r in greed....
i hv msgd u so much bt i didnt gt the replies...
i have stopped myself so much so that u didn't find me in need..
bt u always came up with stupid lies...
these fb shy boys will only look at u when they r in greed....
i stepd forward n cal u at midnights...
i always started conversation so dt u didn't feel misdeed...
bt whn d day came to meet each other n i dnt feel dt vibes....
these fb shy boys wl only look at u when they r in greed....
i thought may be dt wsnt a gud tym to meet and consider...
so i came up wid a plan to again set a day to proceed....
bt again u become insecure n made me feel stranger...
dese fb shy boys wl nly luk at u whn dey r in greed....
love pari
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Categories:
gud, community, boy,
Form:
Concrete
Wedding bells rings
With all my kith and kin
Where is my engagement ring?
Oh! It dropped in the bin.
Oh!dear don't fear
They loves me lot
We will wear new clothes
We will look fabulous both
Lightning is everywhere
Bang bang goes in the air
It seems as I m
In some fair
With dancing guest
I can't take rest
Garland heavy moving on my chest
They all are doing best
I m in wrath
You should hold your breath
Don't waste my time
Eat and enjoy
Then say gud bye .
Categories:
gud, humor,
Form:
Narrative
Ya know whuuut?
E’en when Iiiii’m dawunk
I aam steel a gud po’et,
An if this dern puter
keybroad wud stop
mov’n in curcles,
I cud e’en show it.
In…in…intoxication
dun mmm’pair me none;
I’ll jest show you
how dis is done.
Ware’s my bottle?
I need a wittle more.
Oh man…
My head is kinda sore.
She shouldna left me!
I di’nt mean to do it.
Well, I’ll jest write a love pom to her,
“How mush do I luv you…”
Ahhhh, screw it!!!
I messed up – di’nt I?
I do’n know why.
I guess I’m just a boob.
I probly shud eat some food.
She ain’t com’n back this time,
I jest know it.
You think this kinda pain
will make me a bettur poet?
Uh, oh.
I do’n feel sooo gud.
I feel like I might pass out,
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Categories:
gud, lifeme,
Form:
Rhyme
1 shot 2 shot 3 shot BANG!
Im tired of seein so many of my peers slain
bout a week ago my lil cousin got jumpd
Cudve lost her life wit 2 mo blows 2 da head but 4 wat?
News casting of more & more deaths in chicago
I thawt we were a ppl
where did da love go?
Yung, i mean yung black men & women losin their lives
Nobody has da rite 2 take sum1s life
Gang violence
stupid stuff
Wateva hap'n 2 natural causes & freak accidents?
Dis irresponsible & reckless bull crap
Im tired of dis
So many ppl can still b here 2day blessn us w/their presence
Dey say da past is da past but its now becomin da present
We're letn em win
Cuz we're takin each otha out makin it e-zr 4 dem
Yes i do cry when i hear dat a child has died
I cant describe da pain i have nside
Im so sick of funerals & each time it rain
It's jus God informn me dat he's disappointed once again
Classmates Cousins Ppl I've met once Ppl I need
Have lifeless bodies cuz of stupidity n-v $ greed
Wat is dis place ive been brawt up n
Suburbs have less opportunities den tha city now
how dat hapn?
Dey telln ppl not 2 cum 2 their hood
But dey can go where dey plz n its all gud
I think dats sum bull
nobody gon tell me where i can & cant visit
Sad part is goin where ur not wanted can cost ur life
& we cant even have fun 2getha not even family cuz its always a fight
Sis' w/ no bros Moms wit no son
We thawt it was over but it had jus begun
So @ nite w/my knees 2 da ground, fingertips 2 my chin & eyes 2 da sky
I pray 2 God dat da world can hear Chi-Town's Cry
Categories:
gud, deathgod, god, me, cousin,
Form:
REST IN PEACE JOE MAFELA
He was a role model
he was a hero
he was keeping us happy
I remember him in the sitcom Its Gud it nice
I remember him in sitcom Going up
he was a best comedia
Joe Mafela rest in peace
I will miss you
It hard to accept that you gone
Gone but not fogoten
Categories:
gud, africa,
Form:
Sonnet
I miss all the gud times we had, seeing ur face made me glade, i luk n ur eyes knoin wat we
had was real, that there was compasion n love n our heasts. I never 4got about u i still think
bout u and those sexy eyes lukin at me. I miss our kisses and hugs, seein u every day, and
always laughing. I miss wat we had and wounder if u would ever change cuz u was untrue,
but kno i still luv u!
Categories:
gud,
Form:
Badicoot and tomato
A paraqueet pie
Groper head and shoulder, boiled
A melbourne pancke
Cactus fruit jelly
A 'gud' day's
Sport !
Courtesey of Mrs Beeton
Categories:
gud, food, places
Form:
Epulaeryu
Suh yuh gaan, walk gud ... up the hill again
Nuh worry bout wah get leff pon line
The likkle bway will bring dem out of de rain
An de rest of wi will just be fine, fine
Yuh hear. Dat hill slope all de way up to high
But it not slippery as before, it easy
Now, for dat chariot full of angel from the sky
Seh afiyuh time, mi kno yuh ready.
...
Hush now chile kibbah yuh yai
Day dun, de sun i ready fi guh home
Fi yuh wuk it dun, praise God on high
Praise fo de likkle time pon de dome
Hush chile, nuh egg nuh spoil yah
De coal skill till a bun fe dem rude ones
And few bad fruits de rats will gnaw
But angel still walk whe mortal peeple runs
Hush now chile kibbah yuh yai
Glory bright yuh si, tek off de bib now
Guh sing wid massa Gaad in by-n-bye
Him ready fi wipe yuh tears n smood yuh brow
Wi parting here, Vera, guh get yuh rest
A yuh Sabbath now fi eva ... but I a likkle way
Will carry yuh memry inna mi breast
How yuh tun han mek fashion all de day
Hush now chile, kibbah yuh yai
De golden mawning a guh dawn bright and sweet
An nutten yuh believe was eber lie
Nuh I soon falla whe yu gaan, a deh cross de street
Like yuh, singing up to ole Jordan shore
Yuh memry will keep mi, an wi weep no more
...
De cock de crow, fowl lay agen
Anadda blessing from Gaad tiday
Anadda morsel for de children
Yuh poor, yes, but still hab fi gi weh
And dat likkle smile, it say all
It spell de courage when back is gainst de wall.
Yuh a Gad pickney fe true, enuh
Someting in yuh, yuh caan be soso suh
Categories:
gud, death, dedication, angel, angel,
Form:
Verse