Anon - not logged in Report This Comment
Date: April 24, 2025 05:51AM

As an age of this world fades away,
and I'm happy to see it go,
I can't help but sit in this chair and think,
this is far too plausible...

pulse Report This Comment
Date: April 24, 2025 06:25AM

That's a terrible poem, doesn't even rhyme.

pulse Report This Comment
Date: April 24, 2025 12:10PM

An age of the world fades into dusk,
Its shadow lingers, brittle husk.
I'm glad to see it lose its glow,
Yet in this chair, I feel and know—
This ending, far too close to true,
A whisper that the soul once knew.

pro_junior Report This Comment
Date: April 24, 2025 08:14PM

What have we here, laddie?
Mysterious scribblings?
A secret code?
Oh!
Poems, no less!
Poems, everybody!

The laddie reckons himself a poet!

"Money, get back
I'm all right, Jack
Keep your hands off my stack.

New car, caviar, four-star daydream.
Think I'll buy me a football team."

Absolute rubbish, laddie!

Get on with yer work and update the IOTW...

Anon - not logged in Report This Comment
Date: April 24, 2025 11:02PM

Then you'll have to upload an awesome image pro.

I certainly don't regret the passing of the world that's been for the last several decades. Manifest Destiny was always a lie.

Captcha: why are the taxis all yellow?

woberto Report This Comment
Date: April 25, 2025 04:13AM

[Saxophone Solo]

woberto Report This Comment
Date: April 25, 2025 04:13AM

[Guitar Solo]

pulse Report This Comment
Date: April 25, 2025 06:09AM

Guitar, drums
Load up, we're gonna fly
(Rocket, yeah, satellite of love)
We're gonna fly
(Rocket, yeah, satellite of love)
Rocket, yeah