Short Hysterically Poems
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Santa got stuck in a narrow long chimney.
Struggled, wiggled for hours to get himself free!
He let out a Loud blast!
Landed on his Big Ass!
His reindeer were laughing Hysterically!
Michael Tor
I will never categorise any of my poetry,
under the category of "funny,"
well, maybe this once only,
since the poem title is "Funny Category".
To do so would feel way too presumptuous of me.
One person's disdain could very well be,
another's most hysterically funny.
(Limerick)
There was a young girl from Bulgaria,
She was so funny, that went into hysteria,
After she heard a joke,
Laugh'd so hard, under an oak,
And then peed, right there in the same area.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2007
September.10.2014
Once having parted, with me
Left, overnight
For its sorrowful worldview
A rainstorm's fright.
As what doomed, hysterically
Shaky, sobbing wet
Sunned peace of it; this my face;
And your fair garden.
A-twirl as twere. Each cheek then.
May-drooped. Each budlet. *
* bloom of the hawthorn
Bugs Bunny
his exploits were so funny,
his pranks on poor old E Fudd,
were hysterically good!
Elmer Fudd
if he could kill Bugs he would,
but his plans do always fail,
for a new saga and tale……..
Joseph May sponsored
written 22/09/21
2x 3,7,7,7 aabb rhyme sequence
cleritoons poetry contest
The more that I see the more that I hate,
The more that I hear the more that it pains me
The more that I cried the more that I laughed hysterically
The more that I try the farther that it gets
The more I understood the more that this child ceased to play
The more that I chose to love the more I fell into a dream.
OVERNIGHT
beautiful
past tense
no language
living our
limited lives
misreading
words and feelings
personally
refined
so let’s bed down
in a drawer
overnight laughing
hysterically
at the start
of this new year
exiled in candle-lights
warm teardrop flames
© Kim van Breda—31 December 2015
I have a confession to make to all who know and care about me.
I find hate mail and such comments humorous to me.
So bring them all on in massive quantity.
I always end up laughing myself in stitches hysterically.
I guess I'm just prone to find humor with others stupidity.
Dedicated to all who send hate mail and comments to me.
I truly appreciate it most sincerely.
So now I must write
For not to, is unfathomable
As finally it stands within sight
My story welcomes the improbable
Engulfed by my phantom
I cling hysterically, to the unknown
Should this life had been a sitcom
The applause would had been renown
In the eclipse of it all
As greatness obscures the anxiety
I pause and esteem the heeded call
Right here, I could write for all infinity.
I cry hysterically
and scream at the sky.
"Come on, God! Do it! Just let me die!"
I fall to me knees
and start punching the ground.
Wow.. I'm pretty screwed all around.
All I ever wanted was a normal life.
Now my mother as to hide
my pocket knife...
I collapse on my bed and scream...
Why is God so mean?!?!
What did I do to deserve it all??
Will my life get better?
Or am I destined to fall...?
This is my place
This is my place
Where I sleep
To escape
Life
This is my place
Where I study
For school
Daily
This is my place
Where I play
With friends
Often
This is my place
Where I write
My thoughts
This is my place
Where I cry
My tears
Quietly
This is my place
Where I laugh
At jokes
Hysterically
This is my place
Where I plan
My life
Conscientiously
This is my place
Form:
Redemption
The dogs barked hysterically in the night
Not a normal warning of a dog trying to sneak in
Dog do not know charity unless thought by man
to show sympathy.
Light came on people of faith crossed themselves
something like a wave had passed through the village
it was the ghosts of soldiers who had fought
and killed many civilian, now seeking redemption.
Unforgiven forever marching trying to find a sanctuary
Let the rhythm flow freely through out your feet.
Sway your body to each and every dramatic beat.
Glide, glide slowly and stay and pace.
Keep a slight sign of seriousness upon your face.
Dance.
Move, shack, pop now drop but remember to stop only when the music stops.
Look upon the crowd and remember what dancing is all about.
Dance,
Crack a smile as they hysterically applaud you.
And now you know what type of feeling dance can give you.
Dance.
The Date.
Sat in a pub talking to a woman of no substance
other then she wore a skirt and had boobs.
Pub closed, I was allowed
to follow her home
through dreary streets
fine rain and yellow street light.
I kissed her dry, bloodless lips
We parted.
Walking back to the seaman´s hotel
she stood by a bombed out church and had damp hair.
This it too absurd
again I was a place I didn´t want to be.
Money changed hand
and my loneliness laughed hysterically
The Date.
Sat in a pub talking to a woman of no substance
other than she wore a skirt and had boobs.
Pub closed, I was allowed
to follow her home
through dreary streets
fine rain and yellow street light.
I kissed her dry, bloodless lips
We parted.
Walking back to the seaman´s hotel.
She stood by a bombed-out church and had damp hair.
This is too absurd
again; I was at a place I didn´t want to be.
Money changed hands.
My loneliness laughed hysterically.
Oh what superficial facades we build
So featureless in this menagerie filled
Oppressing humanitarians and the like
Hysterically mocking honesty divine
Brutally molesting innocence in kind
Blindly we follow fools gold
Materials we tower and uphold
Savagely flouting righteousness athrust
Unappreciating sincerities must
And pouncing on words so true
What unhappiness we must imbue
Alas I slowly bid morals adieu
Shedding all values true
Realising the world anew
Saturday mornings were the best
How I loved to catch your show
Your high energy naughtiness
Your effervescence was contagious
Delighted me and left me in awe
Peeking my curiosity and
Capturing my imagination
So creative and quirky
Meticulously choreographed
Perky and hysterically funny
A surprise around every corner
I was way older than what
Anyone would call a big kid
But you made me fall in love
With the youth I never had
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
I'd prefer my mania back
Don't give me a panic attack
The TV heads state
Global threats are so great
As part of the blitzing wolf pack
Author's note: Global security is the key to "homeland" security. The real problem with this idea is that it means addressing issues rather than making a small number of people very rich while carrying on hysterically. Is this complicated? I think not. I intend to do the right thing and sleep well at night. I hope you can do the same.
I want to laugh hysterically and cry uncontrollably All Of The Time...
I feel happy and angry All Of The Time...
I am calm and raging inside All Of The Time...
I feel brave and am scared All Of The Time...
I have patience and am easily irritated All Of The Time...
I'm tired and I'm full of energy All Of The Time...
I want to do so many different things and nothing All Of The Time...
I feel so much and am numb All The Time...
I am afraid of dying and want it Sometimes.