Would you share with me a poem?

[DoctorSex]

Anonymous OFF / (ON) :)

Could you look through your vast catalog of hidden works, and share with me a poem you've written? I'm in need of inspiration.

Poetry only please.

Kind regards,

DoctorSex

[Anonymous]

As each wave passes, another surges forth, drawing the other close as it does.

Once they retreat, suds of seafoam glitter between the black rocks at the sea's edge.

Every once in a while, large and temperamental, they tumble amidst each other, leaving a pale sheet of white unturned on the seabed.

I know it's pretentious hahah

[DoctorSex]

Very easy to visualise. Very soothing on my mind. I could hear the waves. Thank you! Do you remember what inspired this piece?

Kind regards,
DoctorSex

[Opinion Owner]

relationships - how they ebb and flow but ultimately come to a blank slate in whichever way. also i didn't mean for the spacing to look like that mb

[DoctorSex]

Very well disguised hidden meaning. So young and yet elegant in the way you think. Great job and thank you for inspiring me.

Kind regards,
DoctorSex

[Opinion Owner]

Haha don't be fooled, I'm 17.

[purplepoppy]

Mary had a little lamb
It used to jump so high
It jumped into a butcher's shop
And now it's in a pie

[DoctorSex]

That was so good that I assumed you plagiarized it from somewhere... It appears you did.
Thank you for sharing. To be clear I'm looking for original works.

Kind regards,
DoctorSex

[Smallboobsgotohell]

I want to have sex without a condom

Dont u worry about a thing everything is gonna be alright

Thumbs up vibe lit like a light about to take a flight higher than a kite ohohoh

Quatro cinco seis

Everything is gonna be alright

[DoctorSex]

This felt kinda dark lol
Thank you for sharing. If you're American, I hope you have that fetish alimony money before unprotected sex. Haha

Kind regards,
DoctorSex

[Anonymous]

God is great.

God is good.

And we thank him for our morning wood!

[DoctorSex]

Lol you might be onto something quite profound. There's hieroglyphs in Egypt that symbolise the rising of a man's "wood" and the morning sun.

I'm actually looking to do a MyTake about this, thanks for the motivation sir!

Kind regards,
DoctorSex

[Opinion Owner]

You're welcome, hehe.

[Opinion Owner]

Thanks, lol.

[Phoenix98]

This is about a month late but I wanted to post one as well.

This is a piece I wrote that's been getting a lot of traction/traffic lately.

All that glitters is not gold

All that glitters is not gold.

Behind cheerful faces is a crumbling inner world falling apart from the inside out.

Pain and suffering are concealed beneath happy smiles and laughter.

Despite what the surface appears to be.
A happy mask and façade conceal the ugly truth, the inside is a gilded mess of darkness. The glitter does not tell the truth.

For all that glitters is not gold.

[DoctorSex]

Thank you for sharing, what a wonderful poem.

Kind regards,
DoctorSex

[Phoenix98]

Thanks.

[RandomGuy1030]

Oh you are my fantasy. Oh you are my fantasy. Oh you are my fantasy. Put your arms around me. Thats all I want in life. Dont tell me you're leaving. All I want to do is hold you now. If I need to stop it show me how. Oh my fantasy if she will leave. Oh my fantasy, if she is leaving. Let her heart stop beating.

[DoctorSex]

Very intense!
Thank you for sharing with me, I feel the fires burning !

Kind regards,
DoctorSex

[AviatorTom]

Courtesy of Ezra Pound...

When I carefully consider the curious habits of dogs,

I am compelled to admit that man is the superior animal.

When I consider the curious habits of man,

I confess, my friend, I am puzzled.

[AviatorTom]

And here's one written by an anonymous fourth grader...

A Spring bird is a lark.
All it sings is Hark, Hark, Hark.
It sings in the morning,
But never after dark.

[DoctorSex]

Aren't children just brilliant.

Kind regards,
DoctorSex

[FunkyMonkee]

Sure. Here's the very first AND shortest poem ever written! It's called, "Fleas".

Adam

Had `em.

[DoctorSex]

I'm sure my mind is far too simple to understand the complex depth of this poem. Hopefully one day I'll twig! Thanks for the inspiration my good man.

Kind regards,
DoctorSex