Jesus!

It stood 10 ft tall, it's not a man, my God it's a Sasquatch...

A big hairy Bigfoot!

My knees buckled causing me to fall again, I think I must have scream because a startled look flashed across his face..

As I ran past my wife, I looked backwards to see if it was chasing me, but only rustling and heavy thumps in the thick bush was heard...

I drunkenly try rising from the nightclub floor by grabbing one of the women's dress. She cried, "Let go of my dress you jerk!" Her sheer dress suddenly tears in half, revealing her hot naked body beneath...

Hic... hic..

"Here, let me fix that for you my dear."

𝐼 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝐼 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑚, 𝑤𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑏𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑜𝑐𝑘𝑠...

Bruce: "Okay, Wong,

I have given you a chance to back down from your foolish challenge and save face. But now, you have aroused my deepest anger and offended my honor.

"So, you must die!"

Wong: "Ah... Hah!" You are no match for me little grasshopper! And powerfully kicks Bruce upside the head with a Crouching Tiger martial arts blow. This sends him slamming to the ground.

The officers realized that Kurt and Lena were East German spies who had come to sabotage or kidnap Eric, Hans, Heidi, and Helga. Quickly, the officers yelled for them drop their weapons. Aiming their guns at Kurt and Lena, they ordered them to release the couples unharmed.

But, Kurt and Lena were not intimidated. They refused to comply, and pulled their Heckler & Koch P8 and fired round after round at the border german guards. The guards returned fire, dropping Kurt and Lena who both fell bleeding profusely, mortally.

wounded.

Yeah, Sometimes I think that it's,

David Greer Vs...

Stop!

"The World!"

Because of my my dumb assed rivals, Michael Sterling and Victoria Sullivan who are sports agents too. "They  both are founders and owners of their own unique sports agencies, and fight against me at every damm possible turn like the piss ants they are!

"Assholes!"

Well to be honest, they probably think that If Moses had seen my face, there would have been another commandment!

Electroman: (staggers as the brutal pulse beam hits him) Arrgh, "You can't control me. I'll destroy  this entire operation if I have to!"

This poetry delves into profound existential questions, challenging societal norms and advocating for

a world marked by compassion and justice.

It conveys a strong sense of purpose and determination to break free from oppressive influences and make a lasting impact.

The verses are a call to resist conformity and strive for a brighter, more equitable

future where everyone can shine.

Ultimately, the poetry underscores the importance of upholding principles and working toward a better world for yourself and all of humanity.

......

Am I here to suffer, or to endure pain? To leave a legacy of sorrow and or disdain?

To be a cog in this evil societal machine, Which is design by the Illuminati government to strip you of every survival means.

No, I will not be defined by this, I will not let my fierce spirit be dismiss. I will rise above, I will find my way, And create my own ultimate Christ destiny today.

The

This heartfelt poem delves into a woman's deep longing for freedom and self-discovery, as she fervently rejects the notion of conventional love.

With each line, the poem resonates with raw emotions, taking us on her tumultuous journey of self-realization.

Through striking imagery and  captivating blend of casual and poetic language, it powerfully captures her  desire to forge her path, distinct from the societal pressures of love.

This poignant piece exudes the essence of her yearning for a life beyond the confines of love's expectations, a quest for identity and autonomy that tugs at the heartstrings.

......

She needs some time to free her mind because she don't want love no way. She needs a man who understands that she don't want love today.

Under the city lights, she soon realize that love sometimes hurt. Dropped kicked to the dirt.

"Tell me what I'm Worth?"

This poem delves into the intricate facets of love, painting a vivid emotional landscape. It grapples with the idea of taking a leap of faith in love, a leap that could either lead to an enduring relation or painful abandonment.

The poem explores the complexities and risks inherent in love, highlighting the delicate balance between trust and fear, intimacy and rejection, and the longing for a deep emotional commitment.

It invites readers to reflect on their own experiences and emotions in the realm of love and relationships.

..........

If I tumbled headlong, entwined in your love's hold,

Would you steal away needed fragments of my tortured soul?

Or would you embrace me with arms open wide,

Mending the shattered pieces of distrust hidden inside?

Would your kisses be whispers, sweet and pure...

𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒉, 𝑰 𝒂𝒊𝒏'𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒈𝒖𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕...

Because I still have balls and I am most definitely not talking about little league baseballs either!

My name is Frank...

Yeah,

I am not emasculated, and I don't follow along with every idea that pops up inside a woman's mind...

I have dealt with gold diggers, bossy types, schemers, seductress, etc...

You name it, the point of this is to give you some insight into this wild story I'm about to tell you, so sit back, relax and enjoy the adventure...

Her name was Tiffany...Yeah, now you would have thought with a fancy name like that, she might be elegant, sophisticated, you know like that type of dame...

But that was as far from the truth as you can get, let me tell you she was crazy as a bat out of hell! We met at a bowling alley of all places and she had a nice rack too...

The women watched in horror as civilians, including children ran blindly into the naked streets. Naval shells exploded meters from the holding cells killing several people instantly.

Bloodcurdling screams filled the air as prisoners cowered in terror praying for mercy from above. Amelia gripped tightly onto her co-pilot's hand whispering apologies for failing him so badly.

𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞..."𝐔𝐠𝐡...𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬!"

𝐘𝐞𝐞𝐜𝐤!

"𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐰 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐰," 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐃𝐢𝐯𝐲𝐚?

"𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐰𝐬," 𝐲𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐰.

...𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐬...

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝!

This poem is a complex deep exploration of love, loss, and longing. It reflects on the feelings of unrequited love and the pain it brings.

Expressing a desire for the person they love to reciprocate their feelings but acknowledge the futility of such hopes.

The poem touches on the sadness, heartbreak, and the yearning for a deeper relationship with the person they love.

Ultimately, it conveys a sense of resignation and acceptance of the unattainable nature of their desires.

💔  💔 💔 💔 💔 💔

In the grip of midnight's relentless despair,

I'll face the emptiness, the burden I bear.

As dawn breaks, with colors so cold,

I'll clutch my heart, a story left untold...

We need to call for backup," said one officer, frantically searching through his jacket for his radio.

"No! Damn it!" We can't risk exposing ourselves!" We were supposed to steal all the cash and drugs, replied another officer. Tightly still holding onto his police walkie-talkie and staring intently at the others.

Everyone was  scared out of their minds when a hungry, fierce Jaguar hidden behind some jungle bushes suddenly attacked our group.

However, we were well armed and I shot the Jaguar dead with my Mauser Magnum 98 bolt action rifle...

Anyway, when we got to the cave...

"Wait!"

I glance at my wife's body. "Didn't I buy those boobies?" She said, "Well honey, yes you did." What about it?

I said, "Sarah, I brought them big boobies.

"You can't have them!"

Li Wei: "Shit! I could kick that bush pilot's dumb ass for getting us in this terrible mess!"

Dimitri: (yells) We will make it. We adapt, push and fight through. Our entire lives depend upon it.

"Balls out!"

This poem captures the transformative power of love and the feelings that can be found in a deep relationship with another person. The poet describes how their partner's lips, through the power of a tender touch and loving kisses, can be sometimes able to erase fears and sorrows, providing a safe haven in loving arms.

"If You Have Faith."

"Or if your lover doesn't turn their back on you!"

This poem is an expression of a troubled person's innermost  turmoil, as he always feels a constant eerie sensation of something crawling inside his skin.

"Crawling!"

"People!"

Which often symbolizes their deep inner fear, anxiety and

"Pain!"

The person usually doesn't know the origin or the cause of this feeling.

All they feel is the isolation and sheer Hopelessness in their search for life's answers.

What shall we do now? When she wakes up, you know she is going to run straight to the Policia.

Yes, said, Akeno, that is why we are going to sell her on the black market.

Normally I would keep her but I need some fast cash. Now remove the diamonds from that mannequin and lock the door.

Miguel locked the door and returned with the diamonds. Akeno said, "Grab her legs and lets take her to the rear entrance."

𝑃𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒, 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡'𝑡 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦!

𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢

𝐴𝑤𝑎𝑦!

𝑆𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑙𝑦!

The mirror howled, "You think yourself so clever," it sneered, "but you are but a pitiful creature, blind to your own flaws." I backed away, trying to find something, anything, that could defend myself against this entity inside my mirror.

They were on a mountain road in Peru and had parked by a farmer's field full of coca leaves.

Jake and Vince were curious about the coca leaves. They had heard that chewing them could help with altitude sickness and fatigue. They also wondered what they tasted like and if they had any other effects.

They decided to stop their SUV near a field of coca plants and pick some leaves. They didn't think anyone would notice or care, besides it was nightfall.

"They were almost fatally wrong!"

Wham!

A laser beam grazed her right shoulder. You monster yelled, Zara.

I will destroy your timeline and you too!

The two engaged in a fierce battle, their blasters lighting up the night as the both of them exchanged fire. Zara knew that she couldn't let Asher win - the fate of all humanity depended on it.

One of her lasers struck Asher and he fell to the ground. He lay there, motionless, as Zara approached, her blaster still raised. But then, something strange happened. As Zara drew closer, Asher simply disappeared, vanishing into thin air. Zara knew what this meant - he had used a temporal portal to escape.

Two couples, Jake and Mia, and Leo and Zoe, are on a cruise vacation in the Caribbean. They are bored with the usual activities on board.

And were looking for some fun, adventure and excitement away from their routine dull lives.

However, as soon as they touch a compass they discovered in the ship's museum. They feel a sudden jolt and a flash of light. When they open their eyes, they realize that they are no longer on the cruise ship, but on a Ancient pirate sailing vessel in the middle of the Atlantic ocean.

They are surrounded by Blackbeard's pirates, who are fiercely shouting and pointing guns at them. Terrified, confused.

They wonder what has happened to them.

Throwing the flash grenade, Akin took advantage of the confusion created by the blinding light and noise. Using his training as a special ops soldier, he rolled on the floor to avoid the shrapnel and quickly regained his footing. Without hesitation, he grabbed his bag and sprinted toward the staircase.

As he descended the steps two at a time, he could hear the sounds of pursuit behind him. His heart racing, he knew he didn't have much time. At the bottom of the stairs, Akin burst through the door leading outside.

Darth Vader, his hoarse, menacing voice reverberating through the devastated battlefield, sneered at the  superheroes. "Does Thou dare challenge the might of the Sith? Your feeble attempts at resistance are futile."

He raised his hand, gesturing to the sky. A massive metal sphere loomed over the horizon, casting a dark shadow over the city.

"Behold, the Death Star!"

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴, 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺

𝘉𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘺𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴!

𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑, "𝑂ℎ, 𝑤𝑒 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡, 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛?" 𝑆ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑, "𝐼𝑡'𝑠 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑟, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝐷𝑖𝑐𝑘."  𝘐 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑, 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡, 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑅𝑖𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑑.

𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑎 𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑘 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑟.

𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦.

My parents were now strangers;

my friends had turned into harsh enemies; even the dog who once loved me, now barked at me with a viciousness that my god, would have been unimaginable before!

My whole world had changed-and it didn't take long for me to realize why...

The house had been a secret portal between two worlds and when I went through, I was somehow transported

into a parallel universe...

Trump's vision of

greatness

creeping below the

bunker

from the faithless

circling him like indians

on the edge of oblivion

escalating violence

racism

treating protesters like

organisms

undoing years of

conservation

quadrupling the rate of

inflation

"What you gonna do when you find the God in you?"

"When I stare at my reflection is that all I am?"

"Why am I not what people desire me to be?"

"You can't awaken someone who is spiritually asleep."

In Death's embrace,

we shed our transient disguise,

revealing depths of being

where infinite, eternity lies.

No mortal life endures when death's

call rings,

hidden veils of lies, deceptions uncurl

and eternal truth springs.

I am a dreamer, with aspirations that reach for the distant stars. I imagine all ascended possibilities beyond the mere conscious mortal constraints of reality, envisioning a better future and striving to manifest it through my actions.

He lunged at Omar, and tried to kill him. But Omar was not a fool, nor a corpse. He was a sorcerer, and a warrior. He had sensed Zhang's treachery, and prepared for his attack.

He dodged Zhang's dagger, and countered with a wicked blast of magic. This struck Zhang in the chest, and  sent him flying across the room. Omar said,

"You are the fool, Zhang."

A fool to betray me, and a fool to underestimate me. You have failed, Zhang. By the gods you have failed your master, and your own pitiful self.

"And now, you will pay!"

Captain: (excitement growing)Aye, fire the X-Tron electromagnetic pulse gun! We need to kill that monster.

[The rail gun fires, sending a powerful, blue, electromagnetic pulse towards the Sea Monster, momentarily stunning it.]

As the sea monster recoiled from the electromagnetic pulse, the crew of the Starlight saw a faint, glimmer of hope. Captain Williams seized the desperate opportunity, barking out orders to his crew.

"Watch out Micheal!" Micheal instinctively ducked just in time to avoid a eight foot steel rod thrown at him. He looked to see the producer had returned with a vengeance and was using powers...

Five King cobras appeared out of thin air, hissing and striking at him with their venomous

fangs.

Larus stood up and yelled, "What in the Hell is going on!" And what do you want with me? Instantly the creature flew down and completely enveloped Larus in it's wings.

In silent horror, Larus watched his body start to shrivel and decay with frightening speed.

Merlin was a master of dark magic, who used his wicked spells to manipulate and deceive. But the knight Sir Lancelot stood in his devious way.

The woman looked up and gasped. She saw Johnny holding her duck by its neck, and Rocky sitting behind him, licking his chops...

She jumped up from her chair and ran towards him, screaming, "You monster! You killed my duck! How could you do such a thing?"

Our government spies on its own citizens like they all are a bunch of enraged partisans. Spy Cameras hidden on every street, in offices, bathrooms, every other corner.

Is there a vast citizen conspiracy that I'm missing? More and more rights granted under the Constitution being stripped away, under the pretense of National Security.

Why?

"Freeze scumbag!"

You're under arrest I shouted!

He dropped the remote control and raised his hands. "Please, don't shoot! I'm putting it down, he begged.

I kicked the backpack away from him and checked it. It was indeed a bomb, but it was faulty. The wires were loose and the timer was stuck.

Michael Jackson:

Hammer, you may have the pants,

but my music will make you dance.

I've got the Thriller and the Beat,

you can't compete with my slick beats

Crowd cheers even louder.

Round 2: M.C. Hammer comes back with a vengeance, throwing out his best rhymes...

M.C. Hammer:

You may have the moves, MJ,

but you're stuck in the past, that's what they say.

My beats are fresh, I crack the whip,

You can't touch this, not even a bit.

Crowd gets hyped.

Round 2 rebuttal: Michael Jackson responds with a smooth and soulful rap...

Michael Jackson:

Hammer, you may have the flow,

But you'll never be as iconic as I, though.

"Hey, Doom! What's the big idea? You know you can't just go around blasting things with your fancy new toy, right?" Spider-Man shouted as he landed on the roof.

"Spider-Man! How nice of you to join me! I was hoping you would show up. You see, this is not just a toy. This is my new weapon of terrible mass destruction, powered by the cosmic energy I stole from Galactus himself.