Poems & Haikus

I feel like writing a haiku, and i feel others should too

I sit at my koi-shop
Time dragging on so slow
I need a blunt right now

I can see the sun
I Grab my dank chronic
Lets light up, till i forget

That my once lover
Sits right next to me, sigh.



FYI
How to write a haiku!
Haiku contain three lines. The first line contains five syllables, the second has seven, and the last has five and so on.

I know i must be
stoned, I can't count to five
or six or seven. VV

are you a match for,
Genghis Kahn and his sweet bong?
If you cough, you die.

ig-pay atin-lay
ery-vay eautiful-bay
o-tay onder-pay

i need to get laid
man, you have no idea.
Oh, woe is me...egg.

oh cuddly bunny,
i have all your furry feet.
Hey, finders keepers.

invading your space?
I am a space invader.
Bow to the ray-gun.

climb out of your mind.
crawl out your ears and breathe air.
Don't get stuck in wax.

I smoke crack all night
Itch sets in all over me
i need more crack NOW!

way to high to write a high-ku. But entertaining read!!!

Herb is wonderful
I grow nugs in my closet
want to try some nugs?

I, alligator.
vegetarianism?
I, alligator.

SmokerOfLightning said:

I, alligator.
vegetarianism?
I, alligator.

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thats a waste of a perfectly good haiku im sorry your other ones were good but thats just pushing it

I have to go pee
feel it pressing on bladder
like a stream, relief

ode to toilet seats,
i love a warm padded one.
but they always fall.

redemption?

ROFL yes because that is entirely too true......great one

Looking down upon
the world I realize that
I am very high

I made this up to pick on a friend years ago..her name was Jackie...

There once was a woman named Jackie,
She cried,"All of the boys, they attack me!"
And all through the night
you could hear her recite,
"You'll fall in my box, so just pack me!"

good one.....

[FONT=&quot]Just a little poem i wrote, and like to rap to a beat every now and then...
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[FONT=&quot]Woke up late, wanted to think of where I’d been, what I’d done. Did I drink, have a smoke, if so, what’d I toke? Hope to god it wasn’t coke. Done that once, I think, but never could tell, I can’t remember that well. [/FONT]
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[FONT=&quot]Sat up, moved, but I still couldn’t stand. Rolled myself over and up on my hands. [/FONT]
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[FONT=&quot](Ya booted, ya booted. Ya. Ya. Ya booted)[/FONT]
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[FONT=&quot]Wanted to check the time, but my cell phone’s died. Can’t see the clock, started to ask, but ah never mind. It doesn’t even matter, please don’t talk, don’t want my head to shatter. Now I try to walk, stagger up to the shower where I’ll sleep for hours.[/FONT]
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[FONT=&quot]Need to think and I feel my thoughts kick in. Step out to dry, see the sink and I get sick again.[/FONT]
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[FONT=&quot]Now I see, it’s my house, I never ever learn. ‘Nother night of fun, the only one, while home alone. I’ll leave the facts and go get stoned. But that’s no solution for my situation. It’s still fuck or be fucked by this institution. Still, I’d rather sit and sip a tea infusion. [/FONT]
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[FONT=&quot]Now I’ve ducked my induction to high society’s systems, and I’ve seen the sights of a low-life’s plights, and it’s more than the fact that it’s cold at night. Strange diet, lack of sleep, then I feel mad muscle fatigue, and I rarely get relief. Just barely on my feet. There’s no victory, no defeat, but every way I turn it’s a slippery slope. I suppose I must hope not to crash and burn, just be stoked to live life and learn.[/FONT]
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Fuck the world in its giant swirl of mixtures and mix-ups. No one’s got the time for the fix-ups, only countin’ heads not lookin at the faces. Wars are waged to eradicate the races deemed unfit.
This nation’s bent on education, twisted by its own invention, entirely absorbed in blinded systems. SUCKING DRY THE NATURAL RESOURCES. FUCKING UP OUR SINGING VOICES. Making do with less potential in social stances, in exchange for new advances”. Who cares to watch while someone dances? Dance yourself, take your chances.
Earth is God, it’s where we live. Find it on your own, cause you are you and you can’t be shown what someone else sees. It’s God to you, but not for me; I find I’ve more in mind.
I’m tired, now I’m wired. Everyone I know’s a doubly concealed liar. But that’s not true, some are real people, yet all too few. They don’t listen when they talk, so they all talk loud and they don’t worry about what’s not allowed. I’m not saying you should, but you’ve got to know, pots not blow but it’s all the same to the po-po’s in this game.
They smoke and blow off what was important, talking now, or just waiting for a chance to see someone else botch the dance. Need to prove that they’re not a loser, continual shock in speedy drops. Changing timing in the strangest ways, I’m not sure if it’s all a game or if we keep it up, if it’s all for real. Is that nuts, am I insane or out. Sometimes I can’t help but shout aloud in doubt of the crowd.

There are some people on RIU
the whole day they're just posting pooh.
Come up in defence of the Jew,
and buggers like Goerge W too.

I would not do that;
but then im thinking, why not?
I'd fuck a retard