Write a poem for your (makebelieve) gf.
Write a poem for your (makebelieve) gf
Owen Taylor
Andrew Martinez
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I wish I could elope
and run a coffee restaurant with you
Camden Foster
my ex-girlfriend wrote a rupi-esque poem for me once, it's pretty shit, but whenever i come across and read it i cant help but cry. i'm not sharing it with you bugmen
Mason Thomas
Bumping with some gfspiration
Jackson Garcia
...
Charles Martin
>tfw no dyad gf
Charles Hill
Grey, is the prettiest colour
Oh, Grey, is the prettiest colour
For it’s in her name, her eyes,
And her soul
She makes me feel ten feet taller
To see her, is to lose control
She lives in the North side among rainbows
And I look at her from dead, scummy slums
Her suitors, are always the same ones
Her presence afflicts them, with the runs
She's the Mayoress of my kingdom
I worship her all night and all day
My words are true, and I bring them!
Ian Lopez
Just to be a good sport I'll start. Took me like a minute just for fun.
Blue is the sky that dot the scapes
Of those yonder saphire shapes
That looks at me with unearned grace
From the heavenly thrones it sits place
And sings of not those deflecting chords
When I complement thy gracious fords
That allow me to cross in places sacred
Beating, red, forever naked
Your heart that wrings my one true
Whenever it speaks of love undue
Pls have sex with me.
Elijah Sanders
Whoops looks like other people already came ahead of me.
Thomas Allen
You know it's scary. I was JUST thinking of doing this poem too, as a joke.
Jackson Morris
You new boyfriend looks like John beluchi
But I’m glad he makes you happy
Your medications finally right and back with your family
It’s time for me to toil away for eternity
Michael Gonzalez
We’ve been separate for a time
but I have kept you in my mind
Your image alone dulls the objects of my eyes,
which long to see you ere I die
Camden Howard
Your boobs are big;
I want to honk them with my hands,
and kiss you on your boobs,
so soft like Jell-O and/or a balloon.
Jose Carter
The two of use Inflamed into the burnt rock
Our hair is embers, our mouth is ash
The tangled knotted limbs of our chest are breathing with heat
I am touching the boundary of death
When I am rubbing your lovely feet
Jackson Green
I compose for an egirl
A girl in a mask, dancing
Far away from me.
Kayden Wood
As tangible and only as distant
as daytime stars, I reach for your body.
My mind is made, my course set on sinking,
your face has launched a thousand Freud'n slips.
I err only in conception— you lack
only presence in my eyes' perception—
but aren't dreams such things as we are made of?
If I awake, will I learn my mistake?
Can't bear to come— to grips, my grip, "let go",
I say myself, to myself-defeating
stroking, the truth is harder than I am.
Nice guys finish last if they race at all.
I go for your comfort, time and again,
as long as I will have that feeling when.
Gavin Diaz
Dear dearest, I yearn for you tragically, but when I leer at you across the dining-hall, why do you look at me askance?
And why does your cherubic mien, your dappled face, wince and deny my agitated glance?
I saw you weeping in the quad, but did you think of me? My pain? Somehow I doubt you recall
When awkwardly we traded pleasantries at the first-years' ball.
New England, Hanover. Chemistry.
And I, English. And from Kentucky.
"Well, but how do we have the same adviser?"
All the while thinking I want to be inside her, you,
But I'll settle for the pornographic Jew.
Because it's early yet; there will be time,
Yeah, sure, there will be time.
Jonathan Scott
Whenas in silks my gf goes,
Then, then, methinks how sweetly flows,
That liquefaction of her glows.
Next when I cast mine eyes and see,
That cute new drawing, in HD,
Oh! How that jpeg taketh me.
Charles Martinez
Rhyming Beluchi with family is a... choice
Brayden King
>non-European
Connor Butler
Girls who love rich men
Girls who love poor men, anyway
The first is a lie.
Jaxon Rogers
Girls don't like boys
Girls like
Cars
And Money
Ayden Morgan
:(
Jacob Clark
new oc of my dream gf
John Howard
Oliver Gomez
This image imparts a lot of your character...
Lincoln Phillips
I want you to fuck and suck
I want to feed you with my seed
You can be my Chuck and I can be your Sneed
Grayson Garcia
Hey bro,
You let me stick it in ya
And I appreciate it
For real, nigga
But even though
You give me an erection
It kinda sucks
There’s no emotional connection
Counting constants is for faggots.
Matthew Gonzalez
Niggers are Black
Hollywood is run by Jews
My brain is 30% larger
Your ass looks fat in those shoes
David Thompson
SWEET COMMUNIST
THE COMMUNIST DAUGHTER
STANDING ON THE SEAWEED WATER
SEMEN STAINS THE MOUNTAINTOPS
Tyler Green
Not mine, but here is one of Bécquer's poems which is about imaginary gfs:
—Yo onions ardiente, yo onions morena,
yo onions el símbolo de la pasión,
de ansia de goces mi alma está llena.
¿A mí me buscas?
—No es a ti, no.
—Mi frente es pálida, mis trenzas de oro,
puedo brindarte dichas sin fin.
Yo de ternura guardo un tesoro.
¿A mí me llamas?
—No, no es a ti.
—Yo onions un sueño, un imposible,
vano fantasma de niebla y luz.
Onions incorpórea, onions intangible,
no puedo amarte.
—¡Oh ven, ven tú!
Jeremiah Harris
I ain't got no onions nigga, fuck is you talkin bout?
Parker Gray
>Onions
It's supposed to say s oy, fucking filter