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Poem Details | by Paloma P |
Categories: crazy, humorous, hyperbole,


There's a place whence children dwell amid fairy stories, popcorn rainbows & candied unicorns, which is fine & dandy except when you're supposed to be a grown-*** adult, some people live 'round La-La landscapes without a hint of reality's woefulness, unable to read skywriting on the cosmos If you believe in miracles or that nothing ever changes and love lasts forever and a day or just say, you got a damn ticket because your unicorn was inconveniently double-parked, rest assured thine meter is delusional

Poem Details | by Paloma P |
Categories: allegory, analogy, drink, funny love, humorous, hyperbole, romance,

Essential Spirits

She was like Bordeaux,
a tall drink of spirit
He was more a hopped
pale lager like Pilsner, 
both gorgeous and
super gingered flavors,
although clashing mid
respective savored aplomb,
one so refined the other
rowdy after hours,
yet they complimented
each other in the way
they blended their
drunken demeanors, 
intoxicated by mere
existence of nature's
essential complexities

Poem Details | by Paloma P |
Categories: allegory, day, deep, emotions, fear, humor, hyperbole,

Nothing More Or Less

hid insecurities within
  ambiguous humor &
   convoluted whimsies,
rules consistently changing
 in a game which required
hardly more than breath,
  nothing less than obscurity
     twisting a fallible fancy, 
    seizing day's intangibility

Poem Details | by Jessica Amanda Salmonson |
Categories: career, funny, humor, hyperbole, jobs, success, work,

Will Do Chores

I can do this, I can do that
I can do anything, splicketty-splat.

I'm quite the expert, and certainly quick
Excellent service here, licketty-click. 

Your toaster won't roast'er?
	Your car needs repair?
I'll fix your teepee, 
	your sofa and chair
I'll cure your doggy 
	of fleas, lice, and pox
I'll wash your diapers, 
	your windows, your socks.

I'm inexpensive, and fast as a wink
Available any time, blinkity-blink.

Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: giggle, hyperbole, leadership,

Pick Any President

A Saint
      He ain't

Poem Details | by Cona Adams |
Categories: animal, emotions, humorous, hyperbole, lost love, lust,

Of Lust and Dissipation

A Spenserian Sonnet
(Mr. Snake falls in love with a garden hose)

Today I slithered up a grassy hill,
wet from the creek and eager to explore.
The urge to snare a mate devoured my will,
could not this be the day for me to score?

I spot you there beside the garden door, 
your slick green shape pervades my hungry sight.
Your golden head criss-cross my eyes before
your trim tight coil peals visions of delight.

Yet when I push my moves into the light
your body squirms and grows before my eyes,
and dread arises in a burst of fright.
You spit at me in angry spurts, surprise

me with a gush of clear and liquid spray,
while I make haste to scuttle fast away.

Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: beautiful, change, cheer up, confidence, cool, courage, cute love, deep, destiny, emotions, environment, fantasy, fear, feelings, first love, for her, funny love, happiness, happy, how i feel, humanity, hyperbole, i am, i love you, inspiration, journey, joy, life, lost love, love, love hurts, miss you, missing, missing you, ocean, paradise, philosophy, pride, romance, romantic, senses, smile, spring, sunshine, travel, uplifting, wind,


imagine the rainbow being
the dark tunnel 
you've been stuck in for years

the lighthouse on the horizon,
the beam 
that gets brighter as it nears

get soaked in the rain,
feel the sun in your heart,
let go of all your fears.

Poem Details | by Thomas Martin |
Categories: cute love, funny, hyperbole, school,

Ice Skating

I skate
with date

not ready

cling rail
would bail

my maid

would skate

leave rail
act male

fall down
I frown

but she
helps me

cling arm
no harm

we skate
up late

let go
oh no!

spill cup
helps up

red face
no race

to rail
still male

take home
not nome


high school
now fool

Poem Details | by Ndaba Sibanda |
Categories: deep, friendship, humor, hyperbole, imagination, romantic, words,


Here goes...
she said
it loudly and

l`m a miss
and  l miss 
you inside out

I miss you like
bees really miss
their honey

water for my thirst
food for my hunger
scratch for my itch

want to take
to you like 
duck to water

you draw me
to you like
moth to light 

you are my cake
my cup of goodies
my hot ice-cream

at night my moon
daytime my sun
your love my light

take a seat
I sold that heater
for your heat

you bathe in milk 
l bask in your presence
a sublime quench

what she did not
say is that we`re close
strangers on the net!

Poem Details | by Jslambert Mister Roboto |
Categories: bereavement, betrayal, drink, giggle, heaven, hyperbole, obituary,


Machiavelli  s'been stewing 
teardrops in the Soup

Stooping to new lows 
stirring chickens in the coop

Seems some folks will do anything 
for what they think is fame
Swiss cheese stories for glory
Lordy! Whaddah' shame!

Reminds me of two classic movies...
"Freddie Lives" and the other is 
"The Crying Game"...
but this one's very unbelievable, it ain't scary,
and it's much
MUCH more lame!~

Poem Details | by Jessica Amanda Salmonson |
Categories: animal, food, hate, humor, humorous, hyperbole, satire,

Brussels Sprouts

Me, the contrarian, 
	hardcore vegetarian,
Would rather eat wombat snouts
	than brussels sprouts.

Poem Details | by Robert Candler |
Categories: age, anxiety, celebrity, culture, giggle, growing up, hyperbole,

Adolescent Lamentations

Headline: "Bieber jailed."
And you tell me there's a God?
I won't sleep. Will you?

Poem Details | by Emile Pinet |
Categories: 8th grade, fantasy, funny, hyperbole, imagery, imagination, moon,

I Stole the Moon

On a clear night, I stole the moon and placed it in a gold locket. Acting like a wealthy tycoon, I tucked it into my pocket. I tried to impress all the girls with my pretty shiny object. And yet, unlike a string of pearls a magical moon was suspect. It wasn't long before I knew that it looked better in the sky. And so, I put it back like new nonetheless, it was worth a try. (Quatrain) 6/12/2018

Poem Details | by Gary Bateman |
Categories: allegory, fun, hilarious, humorous, hyperbole, symbolism, vanity,

Trickster Extraordinaire

Trickster Extraordinaire 
Eulen und Meerkatzen
Till Eulenspiegel
Medieval Clown
Fooled them all.

Mirrored people’s vanity
Judge of humanity
Wasn’t hard at all.

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved,
June 8, 2016 (Double Dactyl)

Poem Details | by John Beam |
Categories: corruption, humorous, hyperbole, political, psychological, satire, words,

Conspiracy Nut

when some one else is                                                                                                   caught it's a conspiracy                                                                                                   when I say something

Poem Details | by Keith Dovoric |
Categories: age, fear, funeral, funny, hyperbole, irony, motivation,

Prolonged Life

I wanna live to a hundred-and-three
A minor footnote in history
Oh yeah

I wanna live to a hundred-and-six
They’ll bury my bones among the sticks
Oh yeah

I wanna live to a hundred-and-nine
My blood just like fermented wine
Oh yeah

I wanna live to a hundred-and-twelve
Baby I’ll never kill myself
Oh no

I wanna live to a hundred-fifteen
Ride in some futuristic limousine
Oh yeah

I wanna live to a hundred-and-twenty
Food for flowers in the Land of Plenty
Oh yeah

I wanna live to one-twenty-five
All you gotta do is survive
Oh yeah

Poem Details | by Chrisdad Kojo Arthur |
Categories: betrayal, hilarious, humanity, hyperbole, relationship, repetition, trust,

Humble Request

Life,if you could be nice to me for a second,
Trust me, I will make you proud
I will grow to become a legend
For even without words, my presence will be so loud

Trust me, I will make you proud
You and I will be respected by all and sundry
For even without words, my presence will be so loud
You, success and I will become one family

You and I will be respected by all and sundry
I shall defend you when men brand you unfair
You, success and I will become one family
Love, joy and happiness  will we share

I shall defend you when men brand you unfair
under one roof we lay
Love, joy and happiness  will we share
So life, please be nice and pave the way.

Poem Details | by Paloma P |
Categories: allegory, conflict, humorous, hyperbole, irony, metaphor, nonsense,

Commonsensical Nonsense

Evanescent parlays of paradoxical exposure expecting perceivable combustion, hindsight still plays unavoidable heady games aftermath perception lives up to mean arithmetic
Specificity of angular slants contrasting circles' spatial commitment to conformity's configurations - - square pegs will never fit societal a$$holes

Poem Details | by Julie Grenness |
Categories: allegory, giggle, wisdom, woman,

Blase About Hyperbole

At my antique womanly age,
I have reached beyond cynicism stage,
I am quite blasé about hyperbole,
Hearsay evidence about chicks like me,
You're wasting your time, unfortunately,
Old bags like me are basically resilient, you see,
I've had 700 billion lovers, it seems,
Plus or minus 10%, is that how you deem?
Contemplation on such matters makes me giggly!
Yes, quite blase about hyperbole,
You're wasting your time, quite definitely!

Poem Details | by Paloma P |
Categories: allegory, humor, hyperbole, nonsense, universe,

Wee Prick

deranged snapshots of reality
full-moon's analytical quagmires
conceptualizing archetypes, 
creating art of duplications
venturing prickled duplicity,
slapped me bout sideways
insinuated tacklin' romance, 
uncompromising twist since
you thought me a maniacal *****
took a spin on the wily horizons
landed horizontal 'tween thighs
'twas a wee prick of somethin'
naught patter of heartbeats,
whitewashed the lunacy 
off my derriere & cleavage
attempting to forget the 
writing on the cosmos
when it beckoned me to 
your teensy universe

Poem Details | by Katherine Braithwaite |
Categories: anxiety, art, humor, humorous, hyperbole,

The Black Cat

The sky  is stark, the air is cool and still
The black cat’s  run, the birds unfold all day
I sit  down here and with my totty pray
Ye cast o’ foolish thoughts, you raped my will.
We’ve  each enraged the bureaucratic mill.
Oh frigid purse, I never meant to pay!
The sky ‘s  a-spark, the air is warm and shrill
The saturnine demoted  knelled their way
With this feathered pounce, my sample quill,
I  cite the cheque and date it for next May.
Oh, tit for cat, the tiger’s  bed ‘s astray.
Yer  life is settled by  a  harlot’s will
The sky ‘s a shark, the air is sharper still.

Poem Details | by Julie Grenness |
Categories: funny love, giggle, how i feel, wisdom,

Of Hyperbole

This house of hyperbole,
Does defy credulity,
Let's all exaggerate,
Aim to manipulate,
"I shall love you infinitely!"
Sounds a normal hyperbole,
"I never got over you!"
Am I a drama mama too?
You want me and need me,
But you don't love me,
Is that called two out of three?
Or more hyperbole?
Why answer such questions?
I'm always open to your suggestions,
As usual for you and me,
In this house of hyperbole............

Poem Details | by Andrew Fairchild |
Categories: appreciation, humor, hyperbole, poetry, writing,

Sonnet 44 'Nobody Wants a Well, When There Is Sadness'

Nobody wants a well, when there is sadness...
A few drops are enough, to bring on rain!
The world is full, of sorrow, and of madness!
Nobody needs the bottom of the drain...
The purists count emPHASis and sylLABles!
They like to see beans laid out, in a row!
They have no patience with an one, who babbles!
Believe the Sun should not put on a show!
But... we need purists, for they keep us clean!
Demand a higher standard of the lazy!
They state:  'it's not enough to be serene!'
(And unneeded enjambment
Drives 'em crazy!)
But we can only meet their standards, if
The while we write, we're clinging to a cliff!

Poem Details | by Emile Pinet |
Categories: 8th grade, 9th grade, anxiety, funny, humorous, hyperbole, imagery,

A Butt Tuba

Someone on the subway’s playing a butt tuba, whoever this boob is, his flagellant notes stink. And when some, borrow or rob, panhandler gets off, I fine-tune my radar and sit next to the door. I switch to my doom mood as the farts continue, I can't tell if it’s a mister or a madam. Whoever's smelling like a bucket of dumb mud their pungent odor is worse than dog doo, good God! I should refer this to someone; it's hard to breathe it’s getting out of control, and dammit, I’m mad! When the awful smell follows me to street level I begin to question, is it, I? It is I! (A palindrome in each line) (Free Verse) 5/13/2018

Poem Details | by Paloma P |
Categories: humor, hyperbole, nonsense, poetry, words, writing,

Cowboys and All That Jazz - For Phillip Garcia

Her poetry was conceived
'round fancy pants scraps,
inclined to reverberate wrangles
'tween an I reckon ma'am
and well versed jazzy visuals,
paid no mind to cowboy's
bumbling foolishness &
lumbered foreign gibberish 
knowing full well it was
a lone star disposition,
merely a Texan head trip

See y'all next time...

Written in response to him calling out my words as 'fancy pants'...all in good fun.

"Well yessum we surely do. Y'all fancy type just lasso circles 'round us with yer fancy pants words."