Humorous and funny Ballade poems and/or funny poems about Ballade. Read, share, and enjoy these hilarious Ballade funny poems!
Written by
Jason Schropp
Categories:
business, change, hero, hip hop, humor, society, urban,
Hey Immigrant
punctured, onward continue to quit decision's to make second guessing a moment ,
wit a wound wide opened by sliding the cold shoulder's lap first but enlightened by composure, intellect wasted misuse's of time the truth withheld to prove ill state vs. denial of a mans prime singled too proud deviating the lost to worship no man who lives under trial.
Written by
Sekitto Herbert Grace
Categories:
funny
Lady Carol Brown
Your name Carol
is better than money,
and sweet like honey!
It's your name Brown
which is precious like gold,
and better than sugar
as your kind heart
is beyond the mothers' love,
and the stars in the sky.
Written by
Jan Oskar Hansen
Categories:
humorous,
Perfect Blush
Perfect Blush
I´m a man but want to be a rose
not a tiny one for your lapel, but
a rose atop a thorny bush for all
to see my magnificence.
And I will let a harvest mouse
Make a bad amongst my soft petals
safe from cats, sleep in sunlight
wake up and fall asleep again.
Those who try to pick me will bleed
I´m not for a suitor to pick.
But I will when time is right
With a bit of foliage, lie upon your pillow
Written by
Noah Rogers
Categories:
giggle, roses are red,
Roses
Roses are red
violets are blue
i want to go to bed
and so do you
Written by
Sekitto Herbert Grace
Categories:
funny
It's Funny
According to my knowledge,
it's bad to take porridge
near the old bridge,
and the dirty fridge.
At my age,
i have to be in marriage,
and leading the village
but not attending college.
Me and Kate
we need to make a gate
to protect the jet.
It's funny!
Written by
Larry Hays
Categories:
confusion, friendship, funny, imagination, mystery, places, friend, friend, me, mystery,
Mystery
A friend of mine the other day
stepped inside my brain
No one has heard from my friend since
A mystery that will remain.
I opened up the cellar door
to feel the surging heat
I looked below and there behold
was my missing friend at my feet.
He beckoned me to follow him
down a dark and dismal path
I took the lead because of my greed
and no sooner felt the wrath.
The wrath I felt was my own wrath
for I had fallen into my brain
No one has heard from me since
A mystery that will remain!