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Lets Get Bloody With Rhymed Poems - Poems For Review (10) - Nairaland 621i1c
Lets Get Bloody With Rhymed Poems (18230 Views)
| timpaker(m): 2:11pm On Oct 15, 2014 |
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Soldier on the run
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| timpaker(m): 3:51pm On Oct 16, 2014 |
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[b]SOLDIER ON THE RUN (Ottava rima) A soldier, a patriot, a clarion call Heeded from the barrack of bravery To the fanatical fray that may doom them all Wielding AK-47 and other accouterments; wizardry, Marching through the morasses of a desert-forest; the gall Of those broken plants of mingled weeds clung his boots,-weary, Snakes, insects and toads all begged him to stop, but he protested As the badge of honour shrouds his fears - the ones he once jested Boom!!! The earth he stood danced in terror's craze His platoon plunged into plangent plaints As more ballistic balls drops, smokes leaped into streaming haze, His gun coughed far into the chaotic carnival to taint The enemy with death's pellet or completely raze... - His bullets suddenly jammed and a reciprocal sends him faint And they came in their kerosene numbers and took him away Chanting in semitic language, the greatness of thee throughout the day He woke up behind an Arabized insignia and A cameraman finding delight with his sight As numbingly the tinges of fear gagged his lip and hands, A chewing stick man rumpled by bloated zealotry shared his plight Spitting aspersions while wielding a machine gun like a magic wand And another sprouts out with a rocket for hunting kites Extends a dagger in a friendly handshake to the other And swaggered off, making mockery of other's weapon at the corner A gently push sends him to the ground Amidst his murderer's face he froze him with a stare He refused to flinch by swallowing all painful sounds His last bubble of thought burst in flares; Life's juice gushes out like a leaked water pipe on the ground Yet the soldier's gaze clung to the other in hazy stares Till the neck gave up its patriotic head And an eulogistic song was sang around the dead.[/b] 2 Likes 2 Shares |
| princesa(f): 6:56pm On Oct 16, 2014 |
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...and Tim opens the blood gates.
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| firestar(f): 5:03pm On Oct 17, 2014 |
timpaker: Reminiscent of Sade's Soldier of Love... "I'm a Soldier of Love.... Ev'ryday and night. I'm a Soldier..." |
| Chuksemi(m): 10:16pm On Oct 17, 2014 |
timpaker:Can I get an autograph please? So I would capably release My enthusiasm and seize This moment that I wish would freeze. |
| timpaker(m): 10:28am On Oct 20, 2014 |
Chuksemi:  Funny you! firestar: Yeah, I had to google the lyrics... Sade is synonymous to nice songs (I wonder where she is now) but was inspired from a video of a beheaded soldier 1 Like |
| joseph1832(m): 10:43pm On Nov 09, 2014 |
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Rage and pain gave me focus. Anger and hate are my locus. Vengeance is what I seek, For vengeance is too meek for the weak There I stabbed and thus he cried Praying for the pain to ebb away Here I watch and thus I stared, selfishly seeing the live ebb out of him Thus I feel, I feel no pain. For pain is for the weak. For rage and hate are my power, For darkness resides in all and sundry. 2 Likes |
| princesa(f): 9:05pm On Nov 23, 2014 |
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Joseph1832, you can go deeper and inflict more pain with ur pen.  Nice though 
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| firestar(f): 9:40pm On Nov 23, 2014 |
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...Oh 'Tachi What did they make you do...? Were you just a myth? His fictional creation? Sacrifices, For the good of your clan ? For the good of your village ? For the good of your nation ? Oh 'Tachi Your hands... Will they ever be supple and white Like the artist you were To paint your dreams Other than shades of grey ? Will your soul be brought back To embrace life once again To feel once again To love once again ? Oh 'Tachi Your brother... Your Father Your own Mother... Red. All I see is red. Red mingled with tears. Your mind's blank Soul is numb Heart is seared Oh 'Tachi What was lost that day? Apart from a sea of scarlet? Can you ? 'Tachi...? 4 Likes 3 Shares |
| timpaker(m): 9:46pm On Nov 23, 2014 |
firestar:You eh....the Tachi I know is from Naruto huh? Nice one madam..... #MoreBloodz 1 Like |
| firestar(f): 9:49pm On Nov 23, 2014 |
timpaker: Stay tuned for Madara's. That character's arrogance is legendary. |
| OmolodMilkman93(m): 10:05pm On Nov 23, 2014 |
firestar:The Itachi's own was good. Waiting for Madara's |
| joseph1832(m): 10:11pm On Nov 23, 2014 |
princesa:My pen is not what I had in mind. I was thinking of something way deeper than the pen... |
| joseph1832(m): 10:15pm On Nov 23, 2014 |
firestar:Marvelous, bloody marvelous. 1 Like |
| firestar(f): 10:59pm On Nov 23, 2014 |
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Omae... Izuna's big bro I shouldn't hate you so much But I have to let you know. Even for you, That was low. Omae... The best part of you Is making Hashi spill his guts Right in front of his kin Right after you've lost Omae... You had his trust You have the guts He even its To carve your sorry face As a bust Omae... Your food Is bloodlust No other ion Comes close To skewing flesh as guts Omae... You... idjit Your way of reproduction Is banned in all regions Save yours. Cloning your gods And wedding the sword Omae... The world is sufficient For everyone's need Not greed You may own the earth Until ALL you own Is Earth And she is spared From bearing your seed. Omae... Name tastes foul Sockets roll With stolen bloody marbles Gaze records in Armour keeps out Omae... Unnatural Will Uncanny Power A sight worth beholding Your battle speeches Are laden with bait Your end is golden Mad of the Ara. It's worth the wait. 6 Likes 5 Shares |
| Re: Lets Get Bloody With Rhymed Poems by Nobody: 10:06am On Dec 05, 2014 |
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Am like damn How lame was I, She played me like a game, All for the fame, And of course the money, She tamed me like a wild beast, And now am broke all for her sake, She wanted designers. Bag I bought her gocci bag She wanted iphone 5 I gave her iphone 6+ Maga Mugu Caro caro caro You don try 1 Like |
| timpaker(m): 6:00pm On Dec 21, 2014 |
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It has bn long I posted here. ............ Monday please come quickly. Firestar nagode!!!
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| firestar(f): 6:12pm On Dec 21, 2014 |
timpaker: ... (hums) |
| princesa(f): 7:27pm On Dec 21, 2014 |
samflexxy:Oga, na road you miss so? Where the blood na? |
| timpaker(m): 7:56pm On Dec 21, 2014 |
princesa:I no see rhyme too. Oooo abi my glasses dey deceive me?  @samflexxy: you can do better. Explore!!!!!
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| princesa(f): 8:42pm On Dec 21, 2014 |
timpaker:no mind am, him think say na love matter we dey do here
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| joseph1832(m): 8:58pm On Dec 21, 2014 |
princesa:Easy guys, we encourage not discourage. |
| timpaker(m): 9:02pm On Dec 21, 2014 |
joseph1832:Heheheheheheh. Nobody is discouraging anybody oooo. This is Princesa for you. And for me, when I said "explore!!!" I want him to dig deep and come out with something horrific and bloody (with rhyme as the name of the thread demands |
| Re: Lets Get Bloody With Rhymed Poems by Nobody: 10:18pm On Dec 21, 2014 |
princesa:lols |
| Re: Lets Get Bloody With Rhymed Poems by Nobody: 10:21pm On Dec 21, 2014 |
princesa:no vess
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| april4mee(m): 3:27am On Nov 04, 2015 |
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The steel jacketed messenger of death!. Hell:! Professionally proxied in a tube A shell comfortably seated in a cube Doors never shut yet you need to knock ...With a finger and not necessarily your fist before it let's go The steel jacketed messenger of death. Oh! What a messenger! So humble and obidient. Without a knock, it remains there Never delivering the message to its master But to the aim? "The speed of light couldn't be faster" Still the trusted messenger to still a breath. You let,it jets,to the target it gets and in its nest its sure to melt. It never mistakingly slips while on the shelf But even at sleep, its never mistakingly deaf To instill bucketed fear in every gender on earth. Its a toy to a kid, employed by the skilled,straight to the hit yet indifferent o the killed. With freight in its sound, to hell it is bound and the effect is now! The steel jacketed messenger of death. Is ..... A BULLET! |
| april4mee(m): 3:29am On Nov 04, 2015 |
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The steel jacketed messenger of death!. Hell:! Professionally proxied in a tube A shell comfortably seated in a cube Doors never shut yet you need to knock ...With a finger and not necessarily your fist before it let's go The steel jacketed messenger of death. Oh! What a messenger! So humble and obidient. Without a knock, it remains there Never delivering the message to its master But to the aim? "The speed of light couldn't be faster" Still the trusted messenger to still a breath. You let,it jets,to the target it gets and in its nest its sure to melt. It never mistakingly slips while on the shelf But even at sleep, its never mistakingly deaf To instill bucketed fear in every gender on earth. Its a toy to a kid, employed by the skilled,straight to the hit yet indifferent o the killed. With freight in its sound, to hell it is bound and the effect is now! The steel jacketed messenger of death. Is ..... A BULLET! |
| Kaycee7(m): 4:13am On Nov 08, 2015 |
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You were gone and I missed you so Waiting till my expectations were low My source of education, entertainment and inspiration I was afraid you'd reached expiration. What joy my heart feels Is it really you I see I hope you're back for good For another inactivity would kill more than my mood. Good to have you back on this thread ; Timpaker, Princesa, Firestar and others. 2 Likes 1 Share |
| timpaker(m): 4:12pm On Nov 12, 2015 |
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[b]The Last Undertaker A few gulp of rum Trying to embalm sleep After chewing pink bubble gum Into the moment of steep. Tipsy caresses kneading The swollen contours Of a dead being After few more pours. Her lover in 6 feet, Lounging in an empty grave, Laughing, through its teeth, Maggots explores its skulled cave. Now drunk with his mummified chap He wrapped and nail the coffin While she snooze in eternal nap As the lover below loses its skin, But poses in skeletal embrace While partly buried in maggoty. Sweats dribble through the face Of the undertaker, clinching his goatee. He laid the dead near the dead And blinded the air through his cigar His puffs were as large as the cloud's head Then a housefly caused his blooper. The fly sang 'buzzy' into his ear And inside the grave he slipped and fell With his mummified chap pinning him there, And like a baby he screamed and yelled. His yell woke the maggots And they chewed hard Like a fa g would chew a faggo t, He knew that was his last card. The maggots traveled freely into his caves, Eating through his ear, mouth and nose (But can he be saved?) Only the man behind the cloud knows.... The End. [/b] 3 Likes 1 Share |
| Nina4u(f): 10:01am On Nov 15, 2015 |
 wow ...u guys are good ..wish i could verbaly hear it beeing spoken with all the dramatic effect ...here is mine ..it is called Getto ... Wrote it afrer a school shooting long time in usa ...Expectation Mitigation Instigation FUC*ED UP NATION Two little boys One's a pim*p The other- A natural born killer Stealin' guns stealin' vans Next thing you know of the Klan Fire in the school Nah,fire in their brains Inside and outside Murder is sane Slayer of the girls With the pearls and the curls Humanity Morality It means nothing to them Electric chairs and eavning stares To the cell they will be sent Talk of the bible Or sit there and cry Keep cryin' little boy Cause youre gonna fry!!! 1 Like |
| timpaker(m): 10:19am On Nov 15, 2015 |
Nina4u: I can feel this 
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| firestar(f): 7:11pm On Nov 15, 2015 |
Nina4u: This. 
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