humor

Sweat Level Critical
I get out of the shower And within the hour I have sweat under my tits And stinking up my pits I’m having such a schvitz
By Leslie Writes3 years ago in Poets
Out of Order
Return to me, oh hapless currency! Thy circumstance is doomed to fruitless be, And I, in hunger's cruelest grip to die, Bemoan the hour I ever saw the sign—
By Mark Stone3 years ago in Poets
Writing Whoas
A poem inspired by a comment After reading Writing Whoas Thinking of all my personal Joes Where are they? Nobody knows This is my new favorite webcomic
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
haiku august two
let's put it on hold all of it, put it on hold and just take some walks . . . [8/6/23] . . .
By kory salajka3 years ago in Poets
Tip a poem
Tip a poem because it needs that lift Tip a poem because it does help Your mind to heal and to be free Tip a poem with Your heart and fulfill Your dreams
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda 3 years ago in Poets
Centurion
Time to hurry again Time to worry again It’s the march of the Centurion Draw your pen And defend yourself Defend against all your doubts
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Happy National Sandwich month
This month being celebrated as the month of sandwiches I could not think of a better gift to you Than to offer you this delectable, delicious vermin treat
By Novel Allen3 years ago in Poets
Handling My Emotions
My emotions are my greatest strength Yet they're also one of my greatest weakness's When my emotions are triggered I'm like a tornado, sweeping across the wide, open plains
By Mattie :)3 years ago in Poets
HUMOR
Humor is a multifaceted and often subjective concept that revolves around the ability to find amusement, joy, or entertainment in various situations, ideas, or expressions. It involves the use of wit, irony, satire, or absurdity to evoke laughter, amusement, or a sense of light-heartedness.
By Kelly Emma3 years ago in Poets
„ Questioning Life’s Path: Contemplating Sleep,Education, and Health in a Predestined World"
why? why should i sleep, when i don't want tomorrow.. why? why do i have to go to school? if the outcome is already foreseen.
By Jeni Jackson3 years ago in Poets
The Drum Beats On
Thum-th-thum Listen to the beat of the drum It’s ethereal hum Begging you to come Thunk-ta-ta-tunk The first came From a felled trunk
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
The Rhyme of Google
Make your content skimmable So Google can extract snippets .. Identify your target audience Create your value proposition
By Alexxmarcer3 years ago in Poets