Funny Dramatic Verse Poems | Examples
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Captain Picard enters his quarters
after a hard day on the bridge, the
Enterprise had left Klingon space
Tea, Earl Grey, hot
The replicator whirred inaudibly
Damn it!
Cup!
CUP!
Water, soapy, hot
The replicator responded again
Damn it!
Red alert!
I wanted to leave the world behind,
But she said, "I want our story to be romanticized".
So I buried us alive, side by side.
CAT AND DOG:
Integrity is no more valuable,
As worldly treasures become enviable.
Quality is no more checked,
Attention to details ignored.
Dignity is corruptibly specked,
As decency exist no more.
Everybody's chasing success,
Even if there's no access.
The wellspring of the rich man is unknown,
Yet,his story is framed with falsehood.
The misery of the poor man is untold,
Still his situation is not so new.
But they are both hunting for money,
Whiles they watch themselves with envy,
Making life sometimes so funny,
As their burdens keep getting heavy.
She says she doesn’t
Doesn’t believe it
Love is impossible
Everyman she’s dated
All minds were deflated
All they want to do is bump and grind
You can read between the lines
You really know what I mean
Sexual gratifications
Never a vacation
All they want to do is bump and grind
You know what I mean
She is more than just a object a sex toy
She’s somebodies sister, daughter
So in remission
She awaits marriage
Maybe one man will have the courage
To do his husbandly duties on the honeymoon
Cause nobody’s gitin any sugar in their Kool-Aid tonight
Well praise God (Go sit on some ice boy and take a cold shower)
3/20/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2022©
You were everything for me
And in our short stop in heaven I found my own light
Shining brighter
‘Sensational’ you made me feel
2021
Modern love
But alas-
Restricted;
Restriction, funny thing,
For it is only in the mind.
Overthinking
Overthink
For-see that I now see
That we are only
as truly free
As we allow ourselves to be.
BUT I AM LUCKY
For I now see, SO clearly
Our fire burned and flickered
As fast as It died out.
You killed it.
Restricted
Reduced
US
to
THIS
Your facade of burning passion
Turned burning rage
And
Like some sort of PYROMANIAC
You TOOK MYY BURNING HEART
AND SET IT ABLAZE
AND NOW IM BLEEDINGG
.
.
Sensational you made me feel.
Unlimited
unconditional
You gave.
You were everything for me
Until you reduced yourself
To nothing
The sun illuminates where former smile,
a crimson sunset into the crypsis
fades. Optical illusion - boat upside-
down, sails sullied, the upheaval of grit.
My sight ebbs and flows, a buoy beholds
the odd. I grasp the folds of skittered skirt,
hang on tight, my fishing shock strength reeling.
My black and blue breath, a sturgeon gasping.
Funny how the ocean tides seem so calm…
The wicked wretch is two-faced, a liar.
I’d bask in her embryonic fluid —
she can roll you like a reptile, scar you
for life. Still like a siren, she calls me,
my hair drying from her sin, her music
beckons, shimmering waves prod, “C’mon in.”
I dare to turn my back on my island.
But a child’s palm nestles into my world,
my heart sinks in vertigo — I let go.
I begin to turn over hapless beach,
finding cockleshells with wet hands and feet.
Snake oily palms
got a-plenty
under the table plans
Synthetic sly reptilian smile
bewitching many
Picking pockets with a hidden hand
Real filthy lucre fingernails
have the zircon gluttonous glow
that enticingly Endora sells
Dirty laundered money
boa clutches
that unclean epidermal soul
Those cobra soundbytes ain’t adder funny,
them sticky finger touches
love taking venom spit control
Dealing so anaconda treacherous
from the bottom of the deck
Pale poker face don’t wink reveal the poison ivy tell
Diamondback enamel scales
cover thorny digits —
Five fingers of sleight close the eclipse-colored veil
Oz-vader gator vice grip
unevenly tilt the bottom line balance
Stolen zeroes get a counterfeit eulogy farewell
Sympathetic shakes of hollow sincerity
accompany the revenue loss burial
Tainted double-cross lots of empty purse plots
Fervent loan believers only learn
when they forfeiture fit get iron glove squeezed
By the mint hidden hand inurned
Phantom phalanges scratch pilfering churn ...
fungi finger worms make the dirty green soil toxic turn
Emitting a dollar scent viper vapor burned
Wild Colouring Of Rose
It creeps up on the wall
Intent on colonizing all
The intent being seen by all
Roses blooming love for all
Love like the creepers on all
Spell their intent clearly for all
Wild bushes but still they are
Thorns to the flesh oh.my wall
#bubles_intime
a crowd of roses
Feb 2020
You're so rich all you have is money, you don't even realize how everyone looks at you funny, not like a friend but more like a necessary evil, like a indentured servant, looks at the boss people, I wonder has anyone ever been 100% honest with you or was that my flaw? I wonder is that the reason your hands always touch my jaw ?
I told you the first time was the last time, now here we are once again you're crossing the line, a misunderstanding turned to a disagreement turned to me up against the wall bleeding pleading, all this from a statement I said that you are misreading, your insecurities & pillow talk are a recipe for disaster, sometimes I wish you would just finally kill me just choke faster
Waking up with you every morning feels like getting out of a casket, I'm dead on the inside already I can't wait for the outside to match it, sometimes I just want to swerve into a car head on but that's drastic, plus no one else should have to pay for you being a bastard, hate is such a strong word so I'll say I despise the day we met, & I wrote this so when you kill me no one will ever forget
The other day I was reading my e-mails;
And some one sent me a read;
And I’m not for sure, but I believe;
I received a bowl of Oh! Oh’s!
Woe is me;
You see someone;
Put some cat fish in my soup;
Over and over again;
Minimum three times the same day;
Kept telling me... HI!
With missed spelled words;
And a beautiful picture of her;
Don’t really know what she wants;
A little nerves I got too little to possibly lose a lot;
So I stood back and didn’t eat it (the soup) e mail communicate;
Have you heard someone has served me catfish in my soup;
I don’t like letters in my soup;
I write words of wisdom, and truths;
Some are funny, some fiction and nonfiction;
I am a poet, writer, artist not trying to be a victim;
So I’d blocked the attractive writer, in essence I don’t wanna be bothered;
Someone give me a hug, and some positive love
And please, please, please don’t give me no more catfish in my soup;
Be open and honest if you wanna talk to me;
So that together we’ll together be full of victory;
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
Dedicated to my favourite poet - Shelley
If a tortoise, if a turtle
You are never going to hurtle
Witness how your limbs are placed
Splayed east to west, all carapaced
what if some meat-eating moron,
Jonesing for a snack to gnaw on,
sees you sumo-stepping by
thinks "Hey look - a fresh meat pie"?
Running will beget disaster
You beat a hare so now you're faster?
You let your tasty bits protrude
and pretty soon they're getting chewed
No! Stop to suck your vitals in,
and hope he likes his toothy grin
Cause it's going to get busted
your gooey filling's well encrusted
You hide all the money,
Without paying to me a clue,
The skies was wet with morning dew,
At little time,broken ways get me not backslide,
Broken ways,never goes on a king reign,
Hail a mind to sway,
We've moved in the perks of a glider,
All coiled,all spoiled,
Save the foreign detainee,
Twist their beard to form a roiled,
Graded range of trainee,
Greeny python flying without wings,
We seven slide the scale for bills,
Paying the bills for a vine,
Branch....,Bear up a fruit at a time,
Though the lady terrified me,
I braided all my hair to a dread like,
They feel very funny,
But they get no penny,
Paying all the cost,
Read foe it's of the Lord,
Let me shout to the rendering of my living rod,
I'm saved,
With my hands opened up,
Backup the dead risen,
Pale reasoning in the head,
When you're taken at a time,or it's painful?
A date heroes rise,
Terrible creed about Christ,
We believe and receive humans,
Today is a wondered distance,
Nothing as a glance,
I'm the man who comes for vengeance,
Traveled in accordance,
All is opened,
I'll take your teeth when you withstand,
Weight drew......!
Nothing funnier than a bear mouth clown
Telling a joke that not now or ever funny
Drinking frozen lemonade served by the Eveready bunny
Start a joke, it ain't funny
Reality Not All That Sunny
fell down to the ground, head spinning round
Crackle Jack barrel crashed into a police car
Kindergarten children spilling chocolate milk
Onto grandma's favorite quilt
Start a joke, it ain't funny
Reality Not All That Sunny
Here she comes running holdin my money
Slipped in fell hit her head money went everywhere
IRS came to pick her up, threw her back down she owed back-taxes
political status
Reality Not All That Sunny
Neither Democratic, Republican, or Independent
The highest majority of you got more money than the average
Don't pay fer gas in car got paid fer office supplies
Reality Not All That Sunny
I'm stuck in revolt this ain't no joke
Think I swallowed wrong now I'm choke
Reality Not All That Sunny
Health care who cares a President said it's not new taxes
This ain't funny nor a joke
Vote for grandma least she'll give you home made soup
Reality Not All That Sunny
12/29/17
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Were we just talking? Or was our minds distored or we're we mislead to believe what we said. People go through changes in life althought; there are ups and downs oftentimes rollercoaster rides we simply can't jump off and act as we don't exists. Our minds we must deal with what society dishes us, We must strive to conquer all life has to offer...Our Minds. We must strive for the Stars and what twinkles behind them. Life is often funny as we live from day in and day out. What makes it worthwhile as well as challenging is Our Minds...
My friends call me gay,
not ha ha funny
My enemies call me *****,
they say I dress
like an androdyous honey
My mama with tough love,
tells me:
I’m living a sinful lifestyle
My daddy growls and disavows:
says I’m his biological son,
but not his spiritual child
Nothing is ha ha funny
about this situation at all
Mixed emotions got me
on a Bunson burn
Beaker of roiling XY chromsomes
and testosterone hormones
Homosexual agony
is tormenting me
Desires I feel for another man;
attraction so strong, so womanly
God said those feelings ain’t natural,
and shouldn’t be inside of me tempting
Not one safe place to breathe
in this heterosexual society
I got man-sized hands
and a feminine weighted heart
But, do you wanna know
the real funny part
I’ll give you a good
Pagliacci laughing head start
My partner likes to dress up
as a man
Likes to wear custom fabric pants
Drapes himself in the dark cloak
of a masculine life
But says he can only be himself
when he’s around me,
and away from his wife
Ha ha ... funny story, don’t you think —
I think not!