Probs Poems | Examples


One Two By Mule and Nick

The war against extreme Muslims 
what did we have when we was growing up 
the Cold War 
and the probs in Northern Ireland 
Nothing changes

Just the year and enemy changes 
I'd rather have Neo Soviet Russia 
and Red China as enemies 
Tho dangerous we know their capabilities 
Little is unknown unlike this new war



New Dawn 2971
Nick Armbrister and other authors/poets/writers
Categories: probs, age, history, life,
Form: Verse

Eros Filos

Tim had a chat with one of his best mates,
To whom the best of all works are assigned,
Shakespeare, Beethoven, all of science combined,
Fictitious numbers, all things, he creates,
May we marvel at his covetous plates,
Of the luscious banquets of humankind.
And that our record gives us peace of mind.
And all of these wonders would seem to translate,
To pure imagination: the man, no?
Does the power of nature run through him?
Probs not, ‘cuz here’s what he’d like you to know:
“The power of nature ain’t in me, tim”
“I guess you’re not so cool after all, bro”
“What was I thinking? I must be so dim”
Categories: probs, writing,
Form: Sonnet


Premium MemberCoordinate, Breath and Concentrate Oh No

Having learned to swim fairly late on
be about my early 30s that are in age
I had a fright with water at preschool
being thrown into water made me real rage

So when I did learn to really swim
a major problem hid me right face on
I had a stammer from very early in life
causing coordination probs now drawn

Learning to swim meant good coordination
this I didn't have as well as concentrate
cause in the swim I couldn't do them all
never impressed the girls so never got a date

Also remembering to breath caused a stir
whether on backstroke front or crawl
it just didn't make difference at all
this was one sport I was unmoved to stall

So all these years now gone by
I never was able to swim well
make sure you don't need rescuing
for I would be stuck in my shell
Categories: probs, life, water,
Form: Rhyme

High-Scores On Chuckie Egg

I reached level forty-one no probs, 
And won the game, but had sobs,
So that that just failing was fobs, 
If I determined not to join the slobs. 

So the next time I reached it, had bobs, 
Because it felt wrong to veer from your hobs, 
But I failed the level at the last post, robs, 
Since I couldn’t merge victory with my everyday disability, lobs, 

So the third game after that first success, probs, 
I let myself win again so my brother had gobs.
Categories: probs, anti bullying, computer, courage,
Form: Monorhyme

Santa Probs

Santa Probs       

It was late Christmas Eve I had gone to bed

With visions of sugar plums in my head

Santa was sitting at the foot of my bed 

I looked at him and then he said

I’ve got a team of reindeer and they all need fed

I’ve got a woman at home that thinks I only like red
 
I’ve got tiny little men that follow me around 

I’m the laughin stock when I go to town 

There is one thing that really needs switchin 

Milk and cookies are good but there’s a turkey in the kitchen

I pull up to a truck and this is what I hear

Who’s that man in the sled being pulled by deer?

There’s no window on the sleigh so that means no wipers 

IT" just goes in my eyes cause deer don’t wear diapers 

But there’s no problem keeping my beard white

Because I’m flyin through the air and its snowin at night

When he finally had to leave he gave my back a little SLAP

He flew off into the a night dodging Reindeer CRAP
Categories: probs, christmas, funny, happy, hilarious,
Form: Rhyme


Palm of Your Hand

Let me walk the palm of your
hand, over the mount of Venus
down the line of life and along
the line of love.
Let our heart lines entwine and
mingle with the lines of fate.
Let our futures be each others
and the stars be radiant.
For in the heavens our love is
written, its glory for all to see,
it falls as stardust, in honour of
you and me.
So let us walk hand in hand and
let the lines entwine, live our
life in paradise, and taste of love 
sublime.
And at break of day let love
change its cloak and come in
the form of rays, to provoke
desire and passion throughout
our given days.




Sorry probs with PC  can't comment
or soupmail at moment will catch up
Categories: probs, lovelove,
Form: I do not know?
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