Best Pick Up Poems


Premium Member Pick Up Your Pen and Write

A week passed, yet no words drifted in my mind
I feared I'd become numb and poetically blind
so, I gave up, went to bed and turned off the light
but in the very next moment I screamed in fright!

"Procrastinator!" My Muse yelled, in a huff.
"You are made of much stronger stuff!"

I slid beneath the covers; she threw back the quilt.
"Oh no," she fumed, "you'll not fill me with guilt!"
I pleaded and cajoled, but she bought none of it.
She pulled out my desk chair and said, "NOW SIT!"

I obeyed and sat but nothing worthy came to mind.
I felt her staring at my back, 'twas of the evil kind.'
Desperately, I tried to conjure rhymes that would do.
She sighed then she asked, "What's wrong with you?"

I turned my head to look at her so we could confer,
but she shimmered away in a wavy transparent blur.
I called to her, and reached out trying to pull her near
My arms grasped only air, for she had disappeared.

"Come back, please. I'm sorry I've not been writing,
but thoughts you've offered lately are all about fighting."
She reappeared smiling, and before she took flight,
whispered in my ear, "Just pick up your pen and write."
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member His Old Pick-Up Truck

He begs me to come, but he's run out of luck
You won't catch me dead in that beat-up old truck!
It was painted blue...now the color is rust
But you can't be too sure...since it's covered in dust!...
The engine must idle,  (about an hour is good)

You can feel the vibration, around the whole neighborhood
A life is at risk, if you go for a ride!
The windshield is broken, and leaks rain inside
It makes a weird noise, rides bumpy and rough
The dashboard is littered and covered with "stuff"

The seat cushion's torn, and it pokes at my rear
The dog sits beside us and licks at my ear
There's no place below us,  for resting my feet
There's a hole in the floor, O my God, there's the street!!!
The windows don't close, so there's more than a breeze

Wrappers from Twinkies,  a Burger King box...
One lonely old sneaker, and smelly old socks
Half a stale donut smashed down on the floor
Darn!! The dog beat me to it, and is looking for more!!
The muffler is loose, you can see the sparks fly

Dirty looks from the folks, who get smoke in their eyes
When we drive by the neighbors, I duck my head and I hide
I'm no Prima Donna....but I've still got some pride!!
He loves that old truck, he calls her a gem!
Make him choose between us??? ....I'd be out on a limb!!



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For Verlena Walker's Slamming Battle Contest

Premium Member My Best Pick Up Line

"I can tell you are a Libra"

"No !"  

"I am seldom ever wrong
Ah, of course you are a Taurus" 

"No!"

"But the feeling was so strong
Now it hits me, you're a Leo
I should have recognized the traits

"No!"

"Just please give me a moment
In my mind, I see a date

"You're a Pisces now ascending
With the cusp of Capricorn
And Scorpio was setting on the day
that you were born 
The moon was in Virgo
With Aries on the rise
and before you say, 
'No' again
Just let me say, 
"I love your eyes "


Premium Member Rhymes In Pick Up Lines 1

Just passing by
to say a sweet hi.
You need not ask why
and please don't tell me bye
cos, If I say I do not fear that, I lie.

I am ready to take up wings and fly
reaching any heights no matter how high
provided it will lead me to sing someday
"you are my, my my"

Your trade, I wanna ply
your world, I wanna try.
Whatever is the cost, I can buy
and surely, you will have no reason to sigh
cos I'm just a normal guy
who, for you; is even ready to die.

Premium Member Pick up line

I met her at a place I dine
along a lonesome road
I tried to think of a pick-up line
I went into clever mode.

But they've taken all the pick-up lines
I didn't want to offend a date
Should I buy her, her choice of wines?
I spent ten minutes in that debate.

Then I asked her if her name was Google, because she was what I was searching for
She said, "I heard that one, it makes me snore."
I said, "how was heaven when you left it?" she said "they've tried that one too:
Why don't you get lost and leave me to my brew."

I could not give up, her beauty gave me a thrill
I tried a different tack, showed a thousand-dollar bill
I said, "how can I plan our wedding if I don't even have your number?"
Her eyes flashed; she picked up a piece of lumber.

the bartender saw me plead
He came forward to intercede
She said "he's hitting on me, but lumber can hit too:
And as for this bar, I could sue."

So I left her in the bar
I felt so sad and old
With the wrong line you can't get far
I guess I had to fold

So I married Mary Lou instead
Though she watches reruns of "Daffy Duck."
Better to take what you can get
it's not always smart to push your luck.

Premium Member Tomorrow's Menu

would you like to know what's on tomorrow's menu?       Me-n-u!

written 25 Aug 2020
© John Watt  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Pick Up Truck

pick up truck
speeds down the road...
johnson grass lies down

pick up truck
leans on curves...
driven by hunger

pick up truck
swerves into parking space...
Olive Garden

How To Pick Up a Girl

Make sure you can manage the weight
Remember to keep the back straight
Then lift slow not quick
That should do the trick
You’ve just learned to pick up a date

Don'T Pick Up the Phone

If you're going then I really need you to be gone
When I have a weak moment, I need you to be strong
I need you to act like you don't care, while I learn to move on
So if I call you, then please don't pick up the Phone

I'll convince myself I'm over you, but then the drink will make me think different
Or I'll dream about you, just as the thoughts of you begin to escape from my system
It will lead me to call you, in hopes I can make things right
Even though I know you're not meant to be by my side

My heart was broken into 2 pieces but I gave you one
I deleted our pictures, but drunk me, will believe we can take new ones
Love dies often, and we all move on at a different pace
Our chapter is done, but at times, I may think we have a missing page

At times I'll think about you, and it will make me miss us
If you receive a call from me, then please don't pick up
We just aren't meant to be, and there's no hard feelings
I just hope you'll let me move on in my own time while my heart's healing

I'm sorry, I know this is a lot to ask
I'm trying to find a key to the future before I lock the past
You're a great girl and I wish you nothing but the best
But please be strong enough to ignore my calls and delete my texts

If you're going then I really need you to be gone
When I have a weak moment, I need you to be strong
I need you to act like you don't care, while I learn to move on
So if I call you, then please don't pick up the Phone
© Alex Duffy  Create an image from this poem.

Pick Up Line-Not For Contest

She was wild; I was waylaid.

Premium Member Best Pick Up Line

You are so beautiful, please forgive me for staring!

Premium Member Pick Up Line

“ I wonder how those pretty blue eyes look first in the morning.”

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“You mean my colored contact lenses...”


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Your Best Pick Up Lines for Judy Konos
5/3/2015

Premium Member Pick Up Hiccups

Pick up hiccups
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 Are your legs very sore,
did it hurt when you fell
is that a hint of cologne
on you that I smell?

Winks, yes they're for you,
what a sexy smile
perhaps you care to share your digits
let's sit and chat a while.

What..I didn't get your name,
will angel or baby work okay
I will be the perfect date
if only I can stay.

Woah, why so aggrivated,
this is my first time
I thought I'd try just once
a guys pick up line.

7/14/15
Jessica Thompson

Premium Member I'Ll Always Pick Up Pennies

"See a penny, pick it up, the rest of the day, you'll have good luck.
See a penny, let it lay; bad luck you'll have all the day." (a proverb
from my childhood the way it was recited to me by my mother)

I’ll always pick up pennies from the ground.
If I chance to see one lying there,
It’s an easy thing; I just stoop down.
I’ll take that copper coin from anywhere!

If I chance to see one lying there,
whether on cement, the dirt, or floor.
I’ll take that copper coin from anywhere!
It matters not if I am rich or poor.

Whether on cement, the dirt, or floor,
that coin I will pick up, for mother said
it matters not if I am rich or poor,
And what she said still echoes in my head.

That coin I will pick up, for mother said
to take it means good luck for all the day.
And what she said still echoes in my head:
I’ll have bad luck if I just let it lay.

To take it means good luck for all the day.
It’s an easy thing; I just stoop down.
I’ll have bad luck if I just let it lay.
I’ll always pick up pennies from the ground.

For RHONDA & CYNDI'S PENNY PANTOUMS Poetry Contest

Ill Bend Down and Pick Up the Pieces of My Broken Heart

You cut me deep and I will always surrender
You slice me again and I will never mender
Your cold shoulder makes me shiver
When its almost gone you still want the last sliver

When you slash me open and take it from my chest 
I still care for you and give you my best
When you cut me and rip me apart
Ill bend down and pick up the pieces of my broken heart

You long for everything that’s inside
My heart id here for you to divide
With my soul I don’t need to live
It’s mine alone and mine to give

When you slash me open and take it from my chest 
I still care for you and give you my best
When you cut me and rip me apart
Ill bend down and pick up the pieces of my broken heart

When you crush the muscle with your clenched fist
I’ll still be there because I simply can’t resist
When you slice deep because that’s just who you are
I’ll still love you and take it and just bare the scar

When you slash me open and take it from my chest 
I still care for you and give you my best
When you cut me and rip me apart
Ill bend down and pick up the pieces of my broken heart

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