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I am awful at serious poetry. But I shall torture you all with an attempt at it:

Two simple meters we're given to measure
How long shall we last? And how to find pleasure?
What is thought to be best we pursue until mar
With beckoning blankness never afar

We find our own ways, the lot of us
Mixtures of objects, desires, and lust
Seeds of "want" grow into "must"
Always blooming, then turning to dust
How lucky the man, born to be blind
And not even see the cogs of his mind

And how strange it is, you're a thing in your head!
Each moment borrowed, until you are dead
How odd a condition: To be a mortal
Set on some timer between two portals

i found this on the interwebs a long time ago and saved it.  

venus i

she is smoke coiled

entwined twixt slender fingers

which weave through silk and

severin awaits her

she is a whip

curled and tense, languid

in soft, spoiled beauty

her hand is lithe, and lightly

she may weave her whims around his throat

she is cunning

a vixen fox in shades of silk

her fur the

aristocrat twist

turn

and skin like milk

and wrapped about her shoulders

the mantle of a goddess

given as she gives

distaste (distrust) and pleasure

to him the servant

to him who sits beneath her

the slave at her feet, the kit

whose suckling mouth she

will tease and deny the fruits of her

until

he is fully in her grasp, the sway of power, craving

for a taste of nectar,

heaving for a breath of air

he is a mongrel

helpless, crude upon the carpets

writhing, twisting, pleading

for the look, the touch, the love of her

recieving

only the still and curious glamour

of the venus in her furs

Well, I'm out to goat dem goats, and I've got a big gun
If a goat had nine goat, I'd be one
My anaconda goat don't want none
I got ninety-nine problems, but a goat ain't one.

I ain't doin this goat shit for fun
So I'm gonna goat this goat till I'm all done
Yeah, you fucked a goat but I sure won
And I'm goating up on that bad pun.

Now you ain't goated this goat till you go all in
And I'm goating you up front that I'm gonna win
You dun goat boy, and your chances are slim
So bend over, cause my goat is gonna make your head spin.

This here goat that you're coming over to
Is my seventh best goat, and you ain't got no clue
So take that goat and goat on through
Cause this goat is gonna beat you black and blue.

Whoa, you're a goat and a turngoat and your mom's panties too
And I ain't not goating no goat with you
My goats are more than a few
So you got that goat nigga coming for you.

This thread is for posting poetry. Here is one that I have made that  comes from the heart. 

I call this: "I grieve, a lament for my dick."

I lay with a girl, I thought her hot.

After I said that I love her not.

From her wrath, an STD I got.

And forever more, my dick shall rot.