Poems generated by our users

• Amanda I love u Ditto can’t wait for you to be my wife Never felt like this Ur so special to me
• Amanda I love u Ditto can’t wait for you to be my wife Never felt like this Ur so special to me
• No one was this much srs for me before and i didn't realise how a tiny thing coild ruin better moments idk why being at home makes me feel soo sick all of that were just assumptions which i think of just to distract or prove my part tht i hate it here i dont hate my parents but i hate what they think....i hate the way they fount every penny shit.....what they gonna do if i die tmrw..will they purchase same expensive tissue or they will just buy the same....what wilk they do once i didnt opened my eyes for long wilk my mom come bck as soon as possible from her office or she will text me as usual abt the chores ive to do.....what will they do when i dont answer if they call out my name will they still tell me how ungreatful i am or they will hold me in their arms a lifeless bodyMake a ryme out of it or anything which u could do u can add my last incidents also and also add a paragraph of me being bitch in relationship n telling n sayin my boyfriend wilk be free smthin as remember make it emotionally mature strong enough to question everything
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• Happy Birthday, Harrington!Plays soccer for auburn at Montgomery university on full scholarshipstarted a window cleaning business while in high school. Quite an entrepeneurcan eat a mountain of food but sticks to nutritious foodsexercise is part of his daily agendahas giant hands and large feet. A giant in leadership and faithworks for Church in summer and mentors kids at summer campsa trusted friend to manyShares his faith with othersWants to have a Chick-fil-et franchise one day when soccer days are donewould like a pretty Christian wife one day who is tall and athletic athletic, G
• My best friends 4th Birthday named Seth. I need a poem that will incorporate his love of nature, having an adventure, playing with his big sister Mercedes and pet dog Aussie. Also he loves animals, Insects and a really happy chilled put boy. Superstar in everyway
• Zaelisa Aberon long dark ebon hair, death rot ruin putrid stench corpses bloated fluids blood dark red black carnage fire smoke loss bone flesh charred remains bellies protruding blistering morning sky clouds sounds moist wet eyes pallid skin flesh sightless eyes torn shredded armor weapons mounds heaps death she stands her great sword, Siege of Talt, her great sword, Lightfell, buried deeply through the chest of the mighty giant king, Belgraff, his foul soul absorbed into the enchanted sword and purged, her blade strengthened by the souls essence of her slain foes, her form tall her bust her hips blood smear visage her lips painted crimson with blood her icy blue eyes her hands rests on , hilt, pommel blade glimmering her strength power dominance the last standing victory festering ravens
• Happy 43rd Birthday Haley. High achiever, full of energy for adventures, caring mom to son Michael, loves her husband Justin, artist creativity, our daughter in law we admire
• Haley 43rd birthday, high achiever with degree in fisheries, full of energy for adventure, caring and playful mom to son Michael, loves her husband Justin, our daughter in law with artist creativity and style whom we admire.
• Jane, 80th birthday, smart, witty, a little crazy, quirky, but elegant -loves birds singing and flowers blooming
• Richie 43rd birthdayLoves walking in grass barefootEnjoys chicken tendersCuddles in a happy placeAdventures
• Man who does everything for everyone that you are deeply in love with
• Scared, neglecting, him falling out of love, his all I have, but he doesn't listen, it makes me feel like he doesn't care about me and I always thought he would always bc nobody else ever did
• Maderia 64 birthday used to miss a lot of school drove Monte Carlo at ade 14 great sense of humor drank strawberry wine lived in small town by nuclear power plant has a great memory avoids people when possible
• In Italian, raw, intense and passionate: In the tempest of my fervor's dance,Your rapacious throat holds sway,Echoes rise with fervent chants,In this fervid, wild ballet.Testifying to each thrust's ascent,Upon pleasure's ravenous feast,A delirium ecstatic, eloquent,In which our passions are released.Through swirling depths we fiercely go,As siren calls serenade the night,In rhythmic pulses, high and low,We merge in the flooding, fateful light. |
• Risucchi e gorgheggi nell'impeto martellante della mia foga lungo la tua gola rapace, cosí testimoni l'affondo ascendente che esercito sulla tua bulimia di piacere e sul tuo delirio estatico.
• Gorgheggi e ingoi fra sprizzi di saliva nell'impeto martellante della mia foga nella tua gola rapace, cosí testimoni l'affondo dell'ascendente che esercito sulla tua bulimia di piacere e sul tuo delirio estatico.
• Douglas is retiring. Danika and Cody are offspring. Coast Guard,John Corcoran singer of Irish music, Guinness beer. Lives in Rindge, NH, rides motorcycle, Gusto the dog, unique, humor gets you through, new Goochi shoes, Vero Beach visits, friend Tom
• Shadowbark forest, gnarled twisted trees above cast shadows eerie sounds blocking out sun, clouds, sky, creatures, lurking about, unseen, sounds, darkness, vile, sinister, the mercenar, Tynan Starfield, his dark hair, keen eyes, on the trail for the hag that has been terrorizing the village of Orrinshire, children snatched in the night their bodies discovered the next day strewn about their hearts missing, loss poor lost souls, broken families, death despair, Mia Calderwood, who lives deep in the forest suspected of witchcraft, devil play, like her mother before her, the young mercenary hired was just passing through when caught wwind of what had been transpiring, finds the had, her beauty, her caramel skin, shapely form, long silken hair, her eyes, pitch black beads of glowing yellow at the center, she sends goblins to attack Tynan weapons drawn Tynan his blue scarf he brandishes his runic broad sword cutting down and hacking to pieces his foes with ease the hag enraged conjures deadly spells magic eyes glowing wind hurls hellfire and lightening at the young warrior he smiles he dodges dashes somersaults flips evades her attacks trees burning smoke fire grass the bodies of the slain goblins charred he manages to pierce the hag through her left breast with his blade exists through her back she screams coughing up blood she smiles he twists the blade making her suffer agony rage and pulls it free and then with a single blow he lops off her head
• Kevin's 60th birthday, works at Asda, wife Gina, Sheffield United football supporter, likes holidays, daughter Lily, Georgia
• Justin's 43rd birthday, high achiever, gentle soul, protector of the earth, playful dad to Michael, loves his wife Haley, seeks outdoor family adventures, looks for quiet moments, we your parents are proud of you
• Justin 43rd birthday, High achiever, gentle spirit, protector of the earth, playful dad to Michael, loves his wife Haley, seeks outdoor family adventures, looks for quiet moments, a son we're proud of
• Justin 43rd birthday, high achiever, gentle spirit, protector of the earth, playful dad to Michael, loves his wife Haley, seeks outdoor family adventures, looks for quiet moments, proud of our son
• Murkweald forest damp trees silence death blood the remains of warriors knights soldiers shileds torn asunder weapons broken swords axes spears blood bodies ravaged torn to shreds blood gore carnage innards fluids bile loss macabre and yet not a single bone found skeletons bodies flayed eviscerated disemboweled entrails no bones night dark dank foul gruesome cracking sound crunching of bones creature monster they had sought out to slay the monster upper body was nude the form of a well-endowed woman like forked tongue sharp teeth fangswith long flowing hair her breasts abundant below the monster waist was like that of a great serpent with a tail that ended in a large triangular spear shaped stinger the monster's left arm was large ending in a large wickedly sharp pincers like that of a scorpion the right arm was normal yet ended in dagger like sharp claws, the visage beautiful alluring and alarming at the same time slitted eyes and long venous fangs full lips blood smeared face and torso feeding on the bones and marrow of the fallen the monster was an aberaba vicious evil cunning sadistic death lost lives fed on the bones and marrow of man and beast alike pincers stinger venous paralyzing its prey sharp strong pincers tearing through flesh armor with ease saliva like acid liguid fire