After reading Blue's ordeal, which is representative of the experience of many on other such poetry sites, a little hilarious write that is not meant to be irreverent of anyone or anything. Hope you can enjoy:

Then Neogod said,
“Let Us make poets in Our image,
according to Our likeness;
let them have dominion over the sheet of a pad,
over the leaves of a tome, and over the airwaves,
over all the earth and over every corner of the worldwide web.”

1.
Across The Internet

Across the internet
I hear voices,
Loud and clear,
Hear me, hear me
All my dears,
I alone am in this forest of bears,
A rarest of rare
A deer

So come and do read my poetry,
Do you all that clearly hear.

2.

Poetry What!

Funnililly and smillinglililly,
LILLY, Lilly
Comments
I only want
Them all to know...

HUMOUR IS THE SPICE OF MY LIFE

I Sure Am

I am the only master,
Mistress
And
Human being,
Of my own making
And choosing
I don't damn care,
Whether anyone calls me
Mad or otherwise
All I try to ensure is,
Try not to rub unwontedly,
But won't accept a rub wantonly,
You know it Shirley.
No one will select my poetry,
They all say I can't write it,
Perhaps they all are ignorant,
Humourless too
And
This I only wish
They all knew.

So many poems here are just personal experiences, better or worse written.

I want more!

I want poetry that moves and stirs and upsets people.

I want more from Neopoet and that means I expect everyone to really think about what they are saying and to who, not just post a personal reflection.

Write what you want, but I will criticize it. Mercilessly.

Dreamers Date
From the above writes,
I can see,
You really know how to handle women,
As they handle thee...
You are a woman's man,
A lover of romance,
I’m a simple prankster,
Know only a horizontal dance,
On the sly,
On the quiet don't let every one know,
Tonight in our dreams,
On a date we'll go,
But do ensure you have a condom on,
But go slow,
Let no one know,
They all otherwise at you shall blow
And yours too,
But happy you will be
When condoms are flung

I'm posting this as a blog to get feedback, improve it and later perhaps post it as a Forum.

Follow, where possible the 3 rules of feedback
1. Say what you like about it.
2. Say what you don't like about it and how it could be improved.
3. Find one more nice thing to say.
(I must admit I frequently leave out steps 1 and 3 because they have already been covered ad nauseum in previous comments)

Not All Nuts

My brain a walnut,
My heart a coconut,
My throat like a peach nut,
Nose heaven knows.

My breasts like groundnuts,
And
Eyes like almonds
What else would you like to know?
How do my teeth show?
Like the kernel of the coconut
Or
Tusks of an elephant
My voice is sweeter than crows.

My walk is like an ostrich
My gait like cock’s
My running is of leopard style
But
Sleep and sex I
Like a lion all my while,
So I ‘m not a total nut
Don’t eat me up.

Your words have earned me, not my day today but a life time as you
Say
Yours is a life time gift today,
I am the initiator of the brotherhood of mankind ,
A world citizen of my own kind
Yes of some mind.
Love knows no barriers
Of land and seas
Of religion or caste
Of the wideness apart
All are the gifts of divine
Some know it many don't,
But love is that which can cement alone,
Two human souls irrespective of caste
Colour or creed or sex,
Love is universal as you know,

Last Rites

That a good friend likes Johnny
Should add a comment in itself
Makes the thought radiant
More than brilliant
Down deep below the earth,
It will be cold
And
Seeping water will kill me more
But no one will be able to hear,
If I were to have been buried
Without having been dead as clear.

Save the earth and let houses be built
And
Place for those who live
Be given a soul,
A dead person is simply dead
Can come back to life no more

We Shouldn’t Go Loose, Else We’ll Lose

Your comparison
Of the modalities of blissful love
To the changing seasonal flowers,
Is a wondrous thought...?

If you permit me to say,
The lips match the tulip,
The sunrise the eyes
What a surprise,
The blush of a rose
I once thought
Was only my repose