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Articles: Poetry | A trip down memory lane
- Anaheim Angel
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Nothing new. Just the old ones that I wrote for fun. I kept the lewd ones out so that I can keep criticism out.
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Dare you enter, the mayhem and menace,
Its not the place, if it makes you grimace,
Ruthless we act together, shutup if you object. I insist,
Totally fun banter, buckle-up, you know you cant desist,
Yo, welcome to the club which you cant resist.
Perverts galore, wicked to the core,
Entertain you more, never we are, a bore,
Onus it is on us, we enjoy the pressure to deliver,
Pure when we cuss, toy the words around, aint we clever?
Love it or leave it, impress you are, we know,
Ethics are outside the door, never they shall step in, we vow.
Cutie pies Priya and Sukku, Regulars Vijay and SDB,
Laments we have seen, replies we give, typicall rowdy,
Uncomfortable you are with our frankness? goodness! you are corny,
Babbling? never. Different we are. Cool, calculated and horny *LOL*
Reading this is getting baptized, we promise,
Oggle at pulchritude, speak, but raise your voice,
Character you possess, but lock it up, come disguised,
Knock and rock, your unhappiness we pulverized,
Spin west, spin east, coz you have just been rowdified.
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Acclimatize myself, to weirdos, my fellow Andhrites,
Boorish some appear, unbecoming their trites,
Charming are their words, simply jesting around,
Delicate some feelings, annoy them LO, they are on a mound,
Educated they are, witty wise and full of honest humour,
Foul, they dont tolerate, unveil their armour,
Grim are some, sticklers in words, we say,
Hail to them, hmmmmz moving on with our day,
Idiotic me, SDB, Sukku and Priya, boards we flood,
Jokers we became, for peoples fun, yet they want blood?
Kisses they give, to people close, exchange mails,
Lovers are some (?), names I dare not take, afraid of nails,
Methodic is Swapna, jumps the gun Pavani, aint they cute?
No way its offence, but part it is, of the gigantic chute,
Often I wonder, how aint I bored? viewed the play?
People, Regatar, Seen, Venu and Vishnu they entertain, and stay,
Quest of Anu's, Jogarao's, to find the truth, so spiritual,
Raucous they get, meddle with holyness, guess its mutual,
Speech is free, and so are snubbings in response,
Talk you may, talk I will, there are pros and cons,
Under the radar, stays NORI, she likes the limelight,
Veracity, represents the blabbering, not for a fight,
Weeny is one, when compared to the enormous lot,
Xenolith, in the end, blend of characters, and chicks so hot *L*
Yielding to retain some sanity, peace, this resembles a sitcom,
Zero I was, positive I have become, thanks to tp.com
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Craving for you, 'fore I blossomed,
Raving your name, threats many loomed,
Idling my time, thoughts about you,
Consensus, nothing out of the blue,
Kind is your praise, motive so earnest,
Ever so poised, exciting 'am honest,
This, is the memory, of my life.
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Suspicion is her name..
doubting everyone is her game...*L*
Lacks, when she is here, no drama..
We all know her as Mrs Anupama.
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Ardent believer of divinity,
Name ' Krishna ' she has affinity..
Hails from a city near Bodh Gaya...
Yes, I mean you Mrs Vijaya *L*
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Like always, this is a disclaimer,
Excuses like this make it lamer,
You can't go to the court to get me sued,
Because, I cut my act, and removed everything lewd.
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