Ryder Poems | Examples


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Premium Member TOY

                         Triviality concentrated static 
                         Overture to a long trending collaboration         
                         Yare are the toys in the attic

To Ryder

For days
that turn into months
I live with you,
glazed over my pupils.
I see you in everything.

Sue Ryder

I found a site that helps with grief,
Sue Ryder helps you turn a new leaf, 
People talk they help and listen, 
Every topic you'll find nowt missing, 
With every stage of a personal story
People's problems in all there glory,
Without much wait someone will answer, 
Leave a comment on bereavement or cancer, 
Some just glance ,
Move on or like,
There username left ,
Could be might Mike,
But the site is valuable to the people in need, 
They share there story,
And others they read,
So thanks to Sue Ryder, 
The help your giving,
People, 
There problems, 
And answers there bringing.


Sheena Ryder

Basically I am making a sundae
out of my vajina hahahahahaha.
Yeah, this is the normal recipe..
We need to spice up things Don.
(kithay masala ghat kithay bohta)
Note.Suk Suk Suk sehnil Kohleen.

Chyno the Thug Ryder

You were a Man who had a tough exterior, 
Even having street mentality your Heart was superior.

Like a Knight on a shiny steed,
You were there for everyone who 
was in need and treated Women like a Queen.

Although the truth on why you were taken from us is and most likely shall remain a mystery, Inside of the hearts and minds of many You left behind your legacy.

You were looked at as a gold hearted Bear, Should anyone have messed with the ones you love you'd become a Nightmare and instill fear.

You now ride in the sky under a new label being dubbed a Guardian Angel, Your unborn child will be protected by those who you deemed faithful.

May you help your fellow Brothers and Sisters be mindfully at peace, Chyno The Thug Ryder may you always Rest in peace.

By: Shawn Munoz

Quequeg [for Albert Pinkham Ryder]

QUEQUEG [for Albert Pinkham Ryder]

albert
ate
soup
albert ate
steak
albert ate
meat
most any
meat
not
over
3
days
due

albert
ate
soup
on
the
4th
day
and
died

albert was
the
greatest
artist
this
nation
has
ever
produced

i guess
that
means
he produced
himself.

live
alone
die
alone


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