Poems generated by our users

• Becky 70th birthday, beautiful, fun, musical, happy
• Kim 40th birthday, creative, frog poison, ibiza classics, two boys called Teddy and Ralph husband called jim
• One year memorial for mum, intelligent, lady, generous, kind, my heart hurts
• Michelle to know you is to love you. No one has ever captured my heart like you. To be in your presence is a dream come true. Magnetic personality, beautiful, engaging, funny, brilliant and amazing energy. I love you like no other. To be able to embrace, kiss you passionately and hold you tight in my arms brings an never-ending joy.
• Excited for the FIFA World Cup 2026 hoping that Football comes home
• friends graduation joining the same stage as me
• Write a poem about Apabrita. A woman who was born to fuck. Not a single days goes by when she doesn't fuck. Fuck Fuck Fuck is her work and her life. All she wanna do is fuck. When I wanna masturbate I think of her. A symbol of masculine pleasure and masturbation. Men have masturbated on her and also thinking about her. The ultimate peak of adultery and sexual pleasure. Very erotic and porn type poem. Fit for erotica.
• Ernie 80th birthday, Ontario premier, grow orchids, loves feeding the deer
• Voices in my head Getting louderTelling me to hurt myselfI’m a burdenI’m not good enoughSee scary peopleIt’s all too much
• Nelle mezcal birthday gray hair laughter joy dance
• 34th birthday for twins Stacy and Kelly. Stacy is pregnant with first baby (a boy). Baby is due July 4th. Hoping it doesn't come early as we already celebrate 4 birthdays in June- Stacy and Kelly along with their spouses Andrew and Alex. Kelly doesn't think she can love anything more than her dogs Dahpne and Luke! Kelly was born first by 2 hours. Stacy did not want to come out after Kelly was born and so became stubborn Stacy. Stacy and Kelly are best pals and are there for each other with lifes ups and downs- for the most part! Being thier mother is the best thing that happened to me- other than Melly! Love you both so mucb. Happy Birthday
• Janice at 60 , originally from London , i was the best big brother ever , she used to do ballet and was a nurse for many years , i accidently hit her in the eye with a conker , we are now orphans,but when our parents were alive and we were young when they went shopping they'd say as they left us in the car , no fighting , our other favourite passtime was to wreck each others bedrooms , but apart from anything else i love my little orphan sister
• I want a poem that compares different emotions that someone is struggling with to things within nature. I want it to be very sad and depressing
• In english they said: "I love you"But in poetry we say:"if someday the moon calls you by your name. don't be surprised, because every night i tell her about you. And sometimes I get nervous when you dong reply and I often wonder what your doing, I know its hard for me to express my feelings but I love you
• Lonely, no sex, horny, no touch from a person in a long time, passion unrelesaed
• My nephew Yanky is getting married with teh hot Fraidy
• WHAT A BEAUTIFUL GATHERING OF GENERATIONS WE SHARE. LOVE ABOUNDS WITH FOOD AND DRINK. WE PRAISE THE PENDING UNION OF KATRINA AND VITO. WE ARE A BLESSED FAMILY.
• One graph of poem about this name "De Laurentis." A royal name that defined everything.
• I want to be her lover and not a lessoned learn
• A man who was in longing of love but in lust
• Brogan, birthday, dancing, best friend, love, never change
• O Lord,I come to You as one who does not arrive cleanly.Even this turning toward You feels compelled rather than chosen—as though something in me continues to face Youwhile another part insists on watching the turning happen,unable to enter it fully.I do not know how to believe without resistance.My mind interrupts what I intend as prayerand makes it analysis instead of surrender.I ask for forgiveness, though even that word feels uncertain in my mouth—for not being able to give You what I do not know how to give.For this divided attention that cannot become whole.And still, I remain oriented toward You,as if the orientation itself is not entirely mine to refuse.If there is prayer here,it is only this continued addressfrom within doubt that does not stop speaking.
• stephen 46, 2years since he died , loved music and vespas
• Language:spanish(argentina)Tono del poema:relato taboo caliente; Complejidad de lenguaje:Juvenil, frenético, escandaloso;Leo Fue a visitar a su hermana mari, Y miraron una película=living, - por qué no te quedas conmigo? Y hacemos algo mejor que mirar películas? * luego para convencerlo le detalló las cosas calientes y electrizantes que iban a hacer en la cama- si quieres puedes quedarte todo el fin de semana que Pablo recién viene el martes... Dale Quédate pongámonos a culiar como antes que quiero sentir esa pijota otra vez - yo la tengo más grande que Pablo? - ah sí vos la tenés más grande y además me gusta tu cuerpo, yo te gusto todavía - claro Mari seguís estando buena - que decis? Quédate y pasemoslo rico