Poem Details | by
Aiyah Torres |
Categories:
romantic, suicide,
This handsome guy who'd like to suck.
Had found a lady for snack
So beautiful and hot,
He gave her a shot.
Suck her blood, AIDS virus attacked.
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Poem Details | by
Justin Time |
Categories:
death, life, pain, sad, sorrow, suicide,
Oh give me a rope
With a noose that is loose
And i'll tie it up on a beam
Then give me a pill
That will give me a thrill
And i'll end it all on a high
Death Death is the way
For life is to sucky to play
So give me a gun
That is loaded for fun
And i'll blow my brains far away.
Poem Details | by
Dustin Craig |
Categories:
confusion, dark, death, depression, goodbye, lonely, loss, stress, suicide,
There once was a man that was lackluster
Who's life was one giant cluster
Writes a suicide note
He slits his throat
Blank stares are all his family can muster
Poem Details | by
Paul Schneiter |
Categories:
humor,
Fast-handed Harry was a renowned pick-pocket
He could grab a wallet with the speed of a rocket.
One day while doing some picking
A suicide bomber’s bomb was ticking.
Where once was Harry there’s now a socket.
Poem Details | by
Jack Clark |
Categories:
funny, hilarious, humor, humorous,
McNeer couldn’t take it no mo’
By rope-in-tree he would go
- Nerve’s gone I fear
- It’s been near a year
(He’s waitin’ for the saplin’ to grow!)
Poem Details | by
Misty Ann |
Categories:
death of a friend, life, sad, suicide,
Lightning strikes down cold pale thighs
rivers flow from broken blue eyes
there is nothing to do
but turn orange to blue
all beautiful things must die
Poem Details | by
Duke Beaufort |
Categories:
heartbreak, life, poetry, poets, word play, work, writing,
Words we write sometimes do matter:
"Each candidate's like a mad hatter"
So please Trump and Hill
Take a suicide pill
We dislike the former and latter!
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
death,
Suicide bombers, these cowards blow me away
To forfeit one's life for a belief that someday
Their soul will be saved
Their thinking's depraved
Seems the world is sinking into total decay
Poem Details | by
Wilma Neels |
Categories:
funny, political
Politician in the making
He had my abdomen aching
Suicide he would not commit
I’d kill myself, he admit
No vote from me, that goes without saying
*True story, a politician’s response,
To the question, would you ever commit suicide?*
Contest: Slapstick Limerick
9th Place
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
silly,
Have any of you peeps heard of the latest craze
Stuffing pepper up your nose till your mind's ablaze
You think of suicide
With a friend by your side
Unless the friend objects, then it's homicide portrayed
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
suicide,
Ever thought of jumping off a big tall building
Not me, I'm a chicken when comes to self killing
It ain't that bad
Life's just a fad
The alternative doesn't appeal, it's kinda chilling
Poem Details | by
Lindsay Laurie |
Categories:
humor,
Ed’s suicide attempts have to harden.
So Ed said to his wife “beg your pardon,
can you give me a cup
to fill up with ‘roundup”.
“Just don’t have your last pee on my garden!”
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
time,
Time for me to die but can't find the time
Thought about suicide but it's still a crime
It's against the law
Feeling so distraught
There must be a word that “rhymes” with time
Poem Details | by
Funom Makama |
Categories:
abuse, appreciation, celebrity, character,
Strong passions and good expressions with no backside
slowing the limelight, brings in assisted suicide
the huge footprints they track
away from a fall they pack
pool of dears, cautioned by personal pesticide.
Poem Details | by
Vladimir Tumanov |
Categories:
humorous, suicide,
If you’re poor and have spent your last ducat,
you might end it by kicking the bucket.
But bereft of all hope,
should you hang from a rope?
I say buckets and ropes can go suck it.
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
sexy, suicide,
In the world of Jack, things are strange indeed
Some outrageous thoughts are waiting to be freed
No control I have
Just expel lotsa gas
When attempting to be nice, fail totally, a bad seed
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
suicide,
Has there ever been a prez so crazy unpopular
Are you serious, since time zero, most unpopular by far
Just stating facts
Can't argue that
The world's still here in spite of behavior bizarre
Poem Details | by
James Horn |
Categories:
allegory, analogy,
Sad Soul Committed Suicide
Up into the sky, he went for a ride;
His sad soul had committed suicide;
Did loop di loop;
And barrel hoop;
Crashed plane and all alone he died.
Jim Horn
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
allusion,
A very sexy lady once took me aside
Patted me on my enormous backside
Said, lose some pounds
And we'll go a few rounds
But the lump in my jumper committed suicide
Poem Details | by
Jeff Kyser |
Categories:
animal, bird, murder, suicide,
Well, the farm had a pretty rough night;
it seems chickens are not very bright.
Bandit raccoons broke in,
killed some chicks and a hen,
and the other chicks all died of fright.
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
mental illness, suicide,
Movies these days are filled with violence
Perhaps one reason for this rash of mindlessness
Pushes one over the edge
When already on the ledge
Perhaps one reason for these mass killings we all dread
Poem Details | by
James Horn |
Categories:
allegory, analogy,
Suicide Never Tried and Denied
There is always something about suicide;
And to either do or commit have denied,
Having done,
With anyone;
Now that I remember never ever tried.
Jim Horn
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
suicide,
Got a text message from my wife, our cat just committed suicide
Very impersonal don't you think, used to be a phone call making us cry
What have we become
With a finger up our bum
People are too busy for a phone call to hear our dear cat died
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
future, sexy, suicide,
It certainly isn't beyond the realm of possibility
That one day we'll become robots, it's more a probability
We'll have an on/off switch
And a program which
Will provide us with our happy zone's approximate vicinity
Poem Details | by
Jack Ellison |
Categories:
pain,
Is it age that's affecting my hearing
Loud noises drive me up to the ceiling
They seem magnified
Contemplate suicide
Or one of those things, no hard feelings