JUST POEMS.

[Canis91]

Just poems about everything.
Write what you remember.
For example:
The Spaniard in the sky over Madrid,
I had to shoot down planes. He inserts with honor,
He is a Russian word:
Well, fall down, bitch, fuck your mother...
Well, in that spirit.

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Well, the classics:
I loved her jokingly,
Turning her full breasts,
Then she would howl like an animal,
Then she would cry like a child...

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[RANGE_]

Little Red Riding Hood walks through the forest with a basket of pies to her beloved granny, and sings:
The bird of happiness of tomorrow,
Flew in with her eggs jingling.
Fuck me, fuck me!
The bird of happiness of tomorrow.

And then a wolf jumps out from behind the tabernacles and says:
I’m no bird,
No feathers I have.
But there is a lot of wool -
Endorphin, testosterone!!!
But also balls, bitch, fucking,
Ring, ring in winter.
And in the summer there is no rest -
The dick gets up, but there is nothing to fight.

And the wolf whispers to the “red-feathered cap”:

Leave the pies aside
Be closer, closer to the wolf.
I saw your grandmother, but...
Your dick didn’t get up...I didn’t tear it off.

I’m an animal, a brute...
I need a fresh baby.
So that I can conceive wolf cubs,
To continue my family.

Continue?)))

[Stressed]

Sergei Yesenin

The wind blows from the south
And the moon has risen,
Why are you, whore
Didn’t come at night?

You didn’t come at night,
You didn’t show up during the day.
Do you think we’re jerking off?
No! We fuck others!

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Mayakovsky
Classic of classics

Lying
on someone else’s
wife,
the ceiling
sticks
to the ass,
but we don’t complain -
we are making communists,
out of spite
bourgeois
Europe!
Let the dick
mine
like a mast
bulls up!
I don’t care
who is under me -
the minister’s wife
or cleaning lady!



Hymn to onanists.
We,
onanists,
guys shouldered!
Us
you won’t lure us
with a fleshy tit!
You won’t
seduce us
pussy
nspit!
Cum
right,
work with your left!!!

WHO THE FUCK IS.

Not those
whores
who give us bread
for the sake of
in front
and behind
give us
for the sake of
these,
God forgive them!
And those whores are
lying,
money
sucking,
fuck
not givers -
whores
they exist,
their mothers!

You love roses, but I shit on them!
The country needs steam locomotives,
The country needs metal.

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I live in Paris like a dandy.
I have up to a hundred women.
My dick is like a plot in a legend,
nMoves from mouth to mouth.

***

Feelings in fist, will in rein!
Worker, work!
Don’t groan!
Don’t groan!
Fulfilled the plan - send everyone to hell!
But didn’t fulfill it -
Go to hell yourself!

***

A woman with her ass is standing meter by meter
In line for food.
I wish I could grow it fuck yourself
A kilometer
And give her
Pleasure!

[Buyvpl]

A matter of taste said the Indian getting off the monkey and wiping his... With a banana leaf

[Canis91]

... They galloped up, I look
Before my eyes there is something not heavenly.
Non-bearing wasteland
And complete Nothingness - without limit
And among nothing they rose
Steel gates.
And a huge "stage" - five thousand,
Sat on his knees...

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...И огромный "этап" не издал
Не единого слова
Лишь на корточки вдруг
С онемевших колен пересел
Здесь Малина, братва
Нас встречает малиновым звоном
Всё вернулось на круги,
И распятый над кругом висел...

Отправлено спустя 1 час 26 минут 57 секунд:
... Волны над ним сомкнулись,
Замер последний крик.
Эхом ему с обрыва
Ответил отец-старик:
Правду сказал я, шотландцы
От сына я ждал беды.
Не верил я в стойкость юных
Не бреющих бороды.
А мне костёр не страшен
Пускай со мной умрёт
Моя святая тайна....
Кто продолжит?

[Eustace]

... The waves closed over him,
The last cry died away.
Echoed from the cliff
An old father answered:
I told the truth, Scots
I expected trouble from my son.
I didn’t believe in the fortitude of the young
Not shaving their beards.
But I’m not afraid of the fire
Let him die with me
My holy secret....
Who will continue?

I almost cried, Fuck

[Canis91]

I’m tired of being nervous
After all, nerves are not a bitch.
I gently press
On the trigger.
And the tracers calmly
They fly through the air.
And I want the same
What do they want.
"Ikhvanin" bent over
And the fur stood on end
There are five of them left,
And before there were six.
Then the fourth, the fifth, the third
And the second one fell.
And my friend Sasha
I accidentally hit the first one.

[Canis91]

BLOCK POST IN ACACIAS.

Well, that’s all, we are left
Me and Andryukha from Kostroma
Together at our check post
nAmong the acacias.

There is a machine gun, there is a machine gun
There is my grenade launcher without grenades,
And somewhere far away the battalion commander
The radio wheezes.

Dad shouts into our walkie-talkie:
-Everyone act according to the “Shield” plan!!-
And Andryukha and I don’t care,
What a shield, what a sword...

Our vocabulary is extremely simple
There is an attack on the checkpoint
We have no time for plans,
We should save our heads.

Black smoke of burning stingrays
Orem: - Special forces are invincible!-
Even though it has become black
Andryukhin speckled takes.

And his KPVT doesn’t have the same notes in his voice...
As they say, what you are rich in,
There is no other way.

I counted through this darkness
About forty to one.
And this is a bullet or captivity
One of two...


And both understood - the khan...
But then the foreman woke up
And with obscenities he raised our almost fallen spirit.
I hear him yelling through the smoke
- Let’s give it hand-to-hand combat!
Strong strength, blasts,
Mother Powers!!
This one takes the maroon one
Free pass
To the next world, for those brutes
Who want to rip it off!! -

Then everything was like in a dream
Guys in armor came.
All around us, the war was over.

And we stand like fools
Back to back, bayonets in our hands...
Acacia trees, a checkpoint and silence.

And the battalion commander says something
And we laugh out of place
And the foreman swears like a shoemaker..

. We were here and didn’t give up.
But we didn’t wait for seven
Someone’s mother, someone’s daughter
Whose wife.
I rise to my full height
At my shot checkpoint
And I myself don’t believe that I am safe
And unharmed.

And with a crumpled cartridge case
At the post, so that it can be seen
I wrote a mile away
SPECIAL FORCES ARE INVINCIBLE!!

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But the sister answered:
- Whatever you want... Ay yay! I’m an honest Catholic
And I don’t agree.
Now they’ve screwed themselves up
So they drag me to bed...
Look at Leonardo da Vinci. .
Just like Raphael. ..

[Canis91]

And she told me:
I believe you... And I will give myself up at a reasonable price.
I hit her, a white bird
Hot blood boiled...
I got it What did I do at the police
My love at first sight.

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[Christmas_Christmas]

In dusty Moscow, an old house with two stained glass windows
It was built in some kind of 11th century...
Nearby lived a Dazzling Black Cat...
A Cat that a Man Loved Very Much...

No, Not Friends... The cat just noticed him -
Squinted a little, as if she was looking at the light
Her heart was beating... Oh, how Her Heart Murmured!
If, at the Meeting, He Quietly Whispered to Her: “Hello”...

No, Not Friends... The cat simply allowed him
Stroke Herself... She sat on her Knees Herself...
One day in the park She was walking with a Man
He suddenly Fell... Well, and the Cat suddenly went crazy...

The neighbor howled, the siren... The ambulance was rushing …
What was going on in Everyone’s Head?
The Cat Was Silent... She Wasn’t His Cat...
It just happened that... It was Her Man...
n
The Cat Was Waiting... Didn’t Sleep, Didn’t Drink and Didn’t Eat...
Meekly Waited for the Light to Appear in the Windows...
Just Sitting...And even turned slightly gray...
nHe will Return and quietly Whisper to Her: “Hello”...

In dusty Moscow there is an old house with two stained glass windows
Minus Seven Lives... And Minus One More Century...
He Smiled: “Are You Really Waiting For Me, Cat?”
“Cats Don’t Wait...Stupid, Stupid You...My Man”

[Canis91]

Natali_Natali, шикарно

[Canis91]

As soon as it breaks over the Neva
Spring morning, the clouds are slowly turning golden
The iron gates suddenly open
And the ambulance brings a fool to us.

The guys from the police got fed up with him,
He has friends at all levels.
And the doctors at one moment, without rehearsal:
- Diphenhydramine, aminazine, magnesia. -

Everyone with a bad roof
We treat everyone intramuscularly.
We will limit the fool,
As under Lena Brezhnev
We will treat everyone as before
Using a syringe and fist.

[loving]

I am not sleeping. I have no time for sleep.
the bright moon is shining,
the wind is rustling the leaves,
memory is struggling with a dream.
loneliness. yearning.
The soul is worried.
A tangled tangle of thoughts.
am I loved? I’m lonely?
with anxious anticipation,
my day passes without a difficult one.
hopelessness, uselessness...
the darkness around is vast.
undeserved insult,
a tear creeps down my cheek.
and leapfrog questions,
I’m not sleeping, I don’t have time to sleep..

[RANGE_]

"Huyak"

The hoary secrets of the universe
We cannot comprehend through the sciences,
The key of knowledge will not help here,
Everything will slip out of us again director.

Scientist, forget your conclusion,
But what will your thought change,
Why does an elephant need a pedal drive -
Alas, that’s not the point you are looking for meaning.

Engineers do not calculate,
And mathematicians are weak.
And physicists do not know the measure
Calculations of the machinations of fate.

No one has given an answer yet
All questions are answered with the word “how”
But I will reveal this secret -
There is only one answer to everything - a dick!

Khuyak - and dams were erected.
Khuyak - cities were erected.
Khuyak - and the brigantines drown,
Khuyak - and a star falls!

Khuyak - and the plane crashed.
Khuyak - and they dug up the path.
Khuyak - and you were born,
No, no, let you die Somehow!

Huyak is the great reason,
Hyak is the basis of all foundations,
The abyss of time has no power
Over the grandest of words!

And if someone’s look is sad
He asks you with anguish: “How?” -
Answer with dignity and totality,
Everything explanatory: Scoundrel!


(C) Alexey Yakovenko.

[clouds]

Gerasim was a difficult example
Gerasim kept repeating "mu-mu"
why then did he drown the animal
did he drown in bitter tears?
years have passed, centuries have passed
we don’t know anything
and it seems like everyone has already forgotten
and it seems like no one cares
but someone raised everything dug up all the documents from the archives
rummaged through scraps of the past
he raised them to a pedestal
that dog was a monster
and did evil only on the way
Gerasim I thought it would be okay
suddenly it would pass somehow
But no, what the dog was doing
you can’t describe in a nightmare
and now on a harsh autumn day
nGerasim is swimming on a log
Forgive me, little dog
forgive me, understand, forgive me, believe me
even if for me you are a dog
but for others you are a terrible beast
nSaid Gerasim teared up his soul before the monster, then he opened up
Yes, he drowned his mum
seeing how she went to the bottom
...
But from then on the rumor spread
The dog was right
and like the ghost of communism
appeared drunk in the wood

[Eustace]

If you are put in doggy style,
And clamp your nipples in a vice,
Fuck you with a sledgehammer and in the Asshole,
You will be sore......... (Then the flight of fancy. You can continue .Who cares.)

[Keep the change for yourself]

If you are put in doggy style,
And clamp your nipples in a vice,
Fuck you with a sledgehammer and in the Asshole,
You will be soothed......... (Next flight of fancy . You can continue. Who cares.)

If you came to the forum,
You are probably a dumbass,
nYour sex is all bad,
You are an incel or a nerd.

If you write in topics
About incest or cuckolds,
That means you’re definitely fucked,
You need to be treated with injections.

If you suddenly imagine
You suddenly imagine yourself as a woman here
You need to be given a pussy And preferably with a shovel

Well, if your dick is worth it
For dogs and cattle
This is trouble in the head
You are a client for medicine .

[Canis91]

We are in a hurry, otherwise
The whole platoon will fall down there.
I launch without gas, a technician in an old overalls
The side will slam on the tip,
Two "Rooks" are heading towards takeoff.

[Barsuk70]

It was summer, it was hot,
I opened the window.
A woman was sitting in the field,
It had been sitting for a long time.
From the erysipelas, naked ass
nThere was a lot of shit.
It was summer, the smell started,
I closed the window.

[Christmas_Christmas]

It was summer, it was hot,
I opened the window.
A woman is sitting in the field,
It has been sitting for a long time.
From the mug, naked ass There was a lot of shit.
It was summer, the smell started,
I closed the window.

as I understand , this was written by the respected Barsuk70, or his wife?
when you write poetry like this, be sure to "subscribe".... just in case

[Barsuk70]

Then everything is nothing, the village and the poplars,
There is tall grass in the field,
And the lark and spring.
Then everything is nothing, just you and me...
nAnd you are nothing, there is only me.

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As I understand it, this was written by dear Barsuk70

I did not write it.

[Christmas_Christmas]

It’s all nothing, villages and poplars,
There is tall grass in the field,
And the lark and spring.
It’s all nothing, just you and me... And you are nothing, there is only me.

here it is immediately clear that your Natasha wrote the poems))))
n
just kidding.. the first verse too... damn, dear Weak Intestine will really like it))))

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I didn’t write

yes, I understand. but is the first one yours?

[Barsuk70]

here it is immediately clear that your Natasha wrote the poems

Nothing of the kind. This was not written by me or Natasha. I don’t know who. It was written in Ukrainian, I just translated it.

[Canis91]

I drink vodka with nuts for fun,
Cognac with pilaf, with Uzbeks...
In their name "pilaf"...

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[Buyvpl]

Recently on a quiet evening
I came for a walk in our grove
And there by the river under an oak tree
I saw Natasha sleeping.
You know, my friends,
nSuddenly creeping up to Natasha, I
I kissed her twice boldly,
My girl calmly
In her sleep she sighed and blushed;
I gave a third kiss,
She didn’t want to wake up,
Then I stuck my dick in her -
And then she began to tremble.

[Buyvpl]

The poems are definitely not mine
But it looks like Pushkin

[loving]

You have to live to survive,
And fall to rise.
To love to become attached,
And to part forever.
Lose and regret,
Do not appreciate what you have,
Suffer with clenched teeth,
And wait resignedly.
And search day after day,
Merging with the noisy crowd.
Press without hope,
Play with silence.
We must live to survive,
And fall in order to rise..
To fall in love, to become attached,
And to part forever.

[Canis91]

We did what we loved
Getting up on the right foot in the morning.
He chose a place behind the gun sight
And I sat down at the levers.
Whoever survives will be right
Freedom, just laugh...
And our fun began...
He hits us in the forehead, and we are silent...

[AlexK85]

[loving]

Do not regret - do not beat your heart with pity,
My joy and tears are with me - we are together.
My fears and ghosts are with me,
Night visions of my dreams are with me.
My years are with me - marked by birth.
But years are not time - I am marked by eternity.
My past and present are with me,
And I take part in the game.
I am in a race with everyone - marked by vice,
I drag my cross unnoticed by anyone.
Climbing after a dream,
With a crippled soul,
Not noticed by anyone, marked for eternity.
Don’t feel sorry for me - don’t cut my heart.
Me and love - we will walk this path together.
Do not hit me in the back with lying betrayal,
I will survive, I will crawl to the light, I will not die.

[Christmas_Christmas]

"The Girl and Death"

She didn’t knock on closed doors,
She was just waiting, maybe I’d go out and smoke.
The call hid like a frightened animal...
“Will you give me some water to drink, daughter?
I’m a little tired, apparently due to the bad weather.
No, everything is fine, I’ll drink and go.
I look , your life is still just beginning
A poor sprout in God’s garden...
A skillful gardener is a joy to plants.
But the garden is so huge, what can it do...
Everything it’s a matter of blind and random luck,
Your seed will fall into the light or into darkness.
And then try to make your way yourself.
And you will grow up like a rose or a stunted bindweed.
nThe result is the same - to marry me.
My mistake, alas, is unknown to my braid..."

And the old woman said something else
About old age, arthritis and pain in
back.
She left, wishing me neither feather nor feather,
Leaving the Scythe leaning against the wall...

[Canis91]

And my pockmarked Kolyan, the gunner
He caught the moment beautifully.
And half a second later exactly
He pressed the trigger with his foot.
And he began to play to the delight of the eye
Pyrotechnic effect
Since in that "Panther" all the ammunition exploded at once
...

[One-Two]

And the planner Brigade Commander Denisov
I slapped me for these miracles, but in the next list of awards.
Our glorious crew was included.

"Duel with the Panther "" Kalinkina?

[Canis91]

One-Two, she is the one. Did you hear that too?

[One-Two]

Someone was already here before us.
A gas mask won’t save you here.
It’s so noisy here, you’ll burn in an hour from the anomalies.

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Canis91, Yes. He has three tank classes. "Tank attack", "After the attack" and this one.

[loving]

One day, suddenly, I will be gone.
I won’t go online.
And someone will get tired of waiting for me,
and say, “He’s been gone for a long time.”
And someone will simply, without waiting,
remove me from the list...
And I, once in the basket,
will be forgotten forever.
Can someone, as before,
leave me in sight?
And he will wait for me in hope,
Maybe I will come again? ...
And may you not hear me for a long time,
Whoever knew me is probably waiting!!!
And I’ll tell the rest: I left,
But he will definitely come

[Christmas_Christmas]

lubitel69,
who is the author?

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"At night I was repairing the globe"

At night I was repairing the globe
Like a mechanic, like a surgeon.
I caught the airbus
And returned it to St. Petersburg.

Nothing is written in the press
About the wave of the masses:
About the tragedies in Odessa,
About Donetsk and about Donbass.

They go fishing together
Leaders of two large countries.
The Twin Towers are in place.
We don’t know about Beslan.
n
No Japanese tsunami.
The earth no longer shakes.
No more infertility. And with us
The adopted daughter lives.

In the Barents Sea proudly
Kursk sails to her native land.
I am fifty-three years old. He gives a concert in the Kremlin.

Karmadon Gorge
Filmed by Sergei Bodrov.
Monks treat cancer in cells.
Quickly and without doctors.

We don’t take grandfathers to the square.
With gray hair at the temples.
I was repairing the globe at night.
I woke up all in tears.

[Canis91]

OOFIRE!!! - shells were flying.
OOOOFIRE!!! - load quickly.
In square 6-10, six batteries were fired.
Infantry went on the attack
By midday the rocky height was clear
The rocky height was clear of the fleeing Germans.
There were corpses lying everywhere,
Wounded but alive
Found in the Lenka gorge,
C obliged head.
When they unwound the bandage,
What he hastily tied
The major looked at Lenka
And suddenly he didn’t recognize him.
He was like as if he was the same as before,
Calm and young,
Still the same eyes of a boy,
But only completely gray.

[Canis91]

Elephants set off in Chelyabinsk
And in Tiksi flocks of monkeys.
The sun sets over Sakhalin,
And on the Kuril Islands
143 Japanese were saved
And 30,000 turtles...

[RANGE_]

lubitel69,
nwho is the author?

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"At night I was repairing the globe"

At night I was repairing the globe
Like a mechanic, like a surgeon.
I caught an airbus
And returned to St. Petersburg.

Nothing is written in the press
About the wave of the masses:
About the tragedies in Odessa,
About Donetsk and about Donbass.

They go fishing together
Leaders of two large countries.
The Twin Towers are in place.
We don’t know about Beslan.

There is no Japanese tsunami.
The earth no longer shakes.
There is no infertility. And with us
The adopted daughter lives.

In the Barents Sea proudly
Kursk sails to her native land.
I am fifty-three years old. He gives a concert in the Kremlin.

Karmadon Gorge
Filmed by Sergei Bodrov.
Monks treat cancer in cells.
Quickly and without doctors.

We don’t take grandfathers to the square.
With gray hair at the temples.
I was repairing the globe at night.
I woke up all in tears.

Who is the author?

[loving]

All the poems that I post are from the collection of Yakov Ivanov

[RANGE_]

Natali_Natali,
please indicate the author .
I found about "I was repairing the globe" - Svetlana Bondar.

[Canis91]

I hope everyone learned the poems about Lenka. Written a long time ago. And here’s what’s interesting - replace one word in the text and it will be about today’s time.

[Christmas_Christmas]

Natali_Natali,
nplease indicate the author.
I found about "I was fixing the globe" - Svetlana Bondar.

yes this is the author)))...
and here are the poems

Yakova Ivanova

for some reason I can’t find anything

[Christmas_Christmas]

[Venus]

))) I subscribed to Anya’s channel and listened to poems performed by her several times, each))) by the way, she has another channel on YouTube

[Christmas_Christmas]

))) I subscribed to Anya’s channel and listened to her poems several times, each))) by the way, she has another channel on YouTube

can I have a link?

[Venus]

можно ссылку?

Какую?

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))) Я подписана на канал Ани и стихи в ее исполнении переслушала по несколько раз, каждый))) кстати, у нее есть еще один канал на Ютубе

можно ссылку?

Ты про второй канал Анны Егоян?
Вот открой в ютубе. Тут еще 50 ее видео.

[Venus]

One of my favorites

[Christmas_Christmas]

I will write my poems on the lid of the coffin,
It’s a pity they won’t appreciate my neat handwriting.
It’s a pity they won’t understand, but here lies a person,
Who will no longer come home to her family.

They stand and look at my stone:
Enemies in life and friends in death.
And I would like to be resurrected for a day
And protect myself from vile lies.

I’m not breathing, I’m not crying... I’m just sad.
I look at the faces... Why are they crowded here?
Just imagine, it’s so lovely,
When the living ones are standing and waiting for you.

And you lie there like this, queen,
And you are in no hurry to go somewhere....
Perhaps life is really unfair,
I don’t care, I’m lying here writing poetry.

I write my poems on the lid of a coffin
And they won’t appreciate my neat handwriting.
But everyone knows: here lies a person,
Who will no longer come home to her family.