TheUnknownPoet

19 years on this planet, Do you not feel like your life has ran its Course and filled the earth with your joy Not sure there’s really much room left ...

In fact, we have already been done Filled the whole way in, well almost But ima still wear it. Right next to yours Cause you Know it’s our Sudoku weekend ...

thank you for your kind reviews. Vanadin. you are appreciated. in reference to the punctuation i shall refer you to my first poem. Lightening in the common room. thank you ...

I will butter my own toast thank you It’s my toast. I know just how I like it So I will butter it This used to be my view, My ...

You know that moment when you fall out of doubt because your mind sucker just absorbed up all. I do. It just now happened to me this very moment I ...

All around you words will fly, Screaming LOVE LOVE and shoot !chut! right into your heart Just below you will see people thrashing by, Hawking MOVE MOVE and smack !thwap! ...

This poem could be a thousand lines And span the internet, and yet The love I feel for you would not fit Not even if I folded it up really ...

Dear Lumiere, my beauty and the beast friend. your poetry brings light in me that will never end your words me to heavan, or hell, would send my dear, is ...

Have you ever used it? No? me either Then what is the point to adobe reader? Pdf files struggle a lot #…dot Its not exel or word, or anything useful ...

our forbidden love...c'est notre amour interdit...avec un 't'. I do hope this teacher, you sleep with per say, is not that of your french teacher. also. i find your lines ...

Have you realised that ten is our number? We were born with it in our hand But you can adopt it with your mystery. You see the fun…you see the ...

Qwerty! Oh how flirty Ah sunflower, rush through my clock tower. Slice, Of cake. Not neck or face But do not fret your life will be moughered Our soul is ...

My treasure, I found you right there on my screen. oi! My gem, I muddled your mess of web, broke into that seal My beauty, actuellement doesn’t mean what you ...

It’s like a treasure hunt without treasure, A box of words buried in the web, Its literalement a puzzle waiting to be discovered, By an explorer of French history, With ...

Rhymes don’t bind They fly and choke Spit and slit Please move over, I’m falling off my seat