Nonsensical Poem #3: The Silent Killer
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The door closes,
All eyes are on the row
Of numbers
Taking turns to glow.
Without warning,
The silent killer emerges,
Spreading its poison
Among the group of strangers.
The lady in powersuit,
Her thick layer of rouge
Fails to conceal
Her face that is turning blue.
One after another,
Sting by the poison,
Uneasy rufflings
As impatience rises.
With stoic faces,
Pretending it's absence,
Dignity of the guilty
Temporarily protected.
The door opens,
Victims scramble out
Gasping for air,
Fresh air of freedom. -
yes it's me with my silly poems again...... kinda stuck so..... SHOOT arrhh~~~~
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Only one comment, I know it was you.
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It's funny, but not so funny if it happens to you.
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only one reply, NI KI SI!Originally posted by DeadPoet:Only one comment, I know it was you. 
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actually i was "inspired" when i was stuck in a cab and the driver fartedOriginally posted by Bluesky_Liz:It's funny, but not so funny if it happens to you. 
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Poor tare!
Must have felt like inside a gas chamber. -
That's really awful.
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straining like heck
keeping it back
face goes blue
but what to do
so many people
i feel so feeble
must not give in
it'll be a great "sin"
slow stupid elevator
can't you go faster
help i'm gonna burst
shoulda let go first
oh crap! can't hold on
it's gonna be a H-Bomb!
argh! quick!! think!!
here comes the stink!
i know! pretend to be a prude
stare coldly at the next dude
and he'll cop the blame
thus i'm spared the shame
it works! to my relief!
the lady's giving him a lot of grief
although it's evil as can be
hey! better him than me! -
Hey Bear,
this is a great one! Couldn't stop laughing. -
haha that's smelly
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hahahahaa...... bear tat's sooooooo evil!!!
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stinks!
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Ode to the damn Beans
Alas 'Twas the Beans I ate
So I can't blame it all to fate
They look so harmless in the noon
Innocently sitting on my spoon
Ketchup-laden those Beans were
Now the objects of my Fear
As they travelled uncontrolled
their journey I find hard to hold
via my airducts they speedily sped
as towards the exit I hastily fled
Made my way through shelves and aisles
Through stationery, books and files
Bewildered readers reading books
giving me disgruntled looks
Can't they see what I have done
Trying to save them! Not having Fun!
Before the escape of the Fume
Before they meet impending doom?!
Resentful, I paused amidst a throng
of readers, and though it felt so wrong
It was with pleasure, I released
It was quite some time before I ceased
I am afraid to say the suspicion came
not at once, but all the same
stealthy glances all around
disgust measured by the pound
But by then I am far away
from the scene of the crime, you might say -
hehehe... another "smelly" poem.... but tis one more "angmoh" style..
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Wahahah
Totally hilarious -
Fart Poems.. whats next ?
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hhehee.... u heng i no have stomach problems recently... if not i might get inspired to write some "crappy" poems!Originally posted by BadzMaro:Fart Poems.. whats next ? -
Originally posted by tare:actually i was "inspired" when i was stuck in a cab and the driver farted
You must have felt sickened. -
This is hilarious in such a dead-pan way.Originally posted by ShrodingersCat:Ode to the damn Beans
Alas 'Twas the Beans I ate
So I can't blame it all to fate
They look so harmless in the noon
Innocently sitting on my spoon
Ketchup-laden those Beans were
Now the objects of my Fear
As they travelled uncontrolled
their journey I find hard to hold
via my airducts they speedily sped
as towards the exit I hastily fled
Made my way through shelves and aisles
Through stationery, books and files
Bewildered readers reading books
giving me disgruntled looks
Can't they see what I have done
Trying to save them! Not having Fun!
Before the escape of the Fume
Before they meet impending doom?!
Resentful, I paused amidst a throng
of readers, and though it felt so wrong
It was with pleasure, I released
It was quite some time before I ceased
I am afraid to say the suspicion came
not at once, but all the same
stealthy glances all around
disgust measured by the pound
But by then I am far away
from the scene of the crime, you might say -
all so funny
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this is just to show poetry ain't just all solumn and serious.. it can be lighthearted and hilarious!Originally posted by RaTtY81: all so funny -
me siam liao in case here gets more "fragrant"Originally posted by tare:this is just to show poetry ain't just all solumn and serious.. it can be lighthearted and hilarious!