Showing posts with label 52poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 52poetry. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 17, 2018

Poem: #52poetry XII


This Bit


Went to make copies
A boy who works offered cheese wafer
Gladly accepted 

Unknown, never taught him
But he knows me for sure
Since I give lessons

guess this is a perk
to work as one around them
I've came to enjoy

Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Poem: #52poetry XI



Deadpool II

Sleep, promised myself
then I headed for Red guy
but finished at time

He's hilarious
a guy that I could take in
despite funny cuss

I just want to say
it's not lazy but good
mix of many in one

Told no one, no friends
then I broke what I promised
I listen to her Consideration

Sunday, March 11, 2018

Poem: #52poetry X





Without a hero
villain will laugh
like me and 
I am here;
        a risk
                  by the path.





my storybird account

Monday, March 5, 2018

Poem: #52poetry IX


How It's Going To Be



How did we ever come this far anyway?
Still, I'd wish we did chase the lights
Still, I'd wish we did steal the nights

I'd say that I am okay but I am not
I'd say it again and I wouldn't lie if I tried
I will disappear and be in the atmosphere

I'd give you another chance if only you ask
I wish you'd say that I'm your number one
but I guess you are on your shit now honey

Let me tell you how it feels like to be 
taking everything for so much more than it means
but I know you wouldn't want to get it

My sinking of heart every time you strikes
tells that you can't have your blood warm
and you can't even hide the red splatters

I don't need you to do me favors
since you failed me numerous times
but I sure need you, need you to lie

and become someone 
that hates to see me go


(´▽`)ノ♪ : Heal by Lenka


Sunday, February 25, 2018

Verse Novel: Timothy



I sat on the stair chairs
or whatever they are called
I was one of the judges
the finishing judges
sat along side with the timekeepers

I sat on the stair chairs
when then I learned it is
called the stadium benches
but without the stadium
just benches

I sat on the stadium benches
the second top bench
even after the race finished
and the field was crowded
with tug-of-war

I sat on the stadium benches
when the marching was in
screamed my lungs out
because they deserved it
they deserved my attention

I sat comfortably when the
music started and they
started capering and chanting
but not the spectators and
I complained that they are boring

I sat comfortably when the
next group was out performing
and something prodded me at
the back of my head and I turned
to see some boys and him

Monday, February 19, 2018

Poem: #52poetry VII






Among sea of cars
On festive days and weddings
stucked for many hours

Sunday, February 11, 2018

Poem: #52poetry VI




Friends
profound, amiable
adoring, soothing, singing
sunshine, heart, storm, killjoy
triggering, screaming, attacking
dangerous, astringent
Friends

Sunday, February 4, 2018

Poem: #52poetry V







Dress
Scarlet, ambrosial
Alluring, kissing, worrying
Chemise, slit, dancer, teaser
Dancing, hurting, tittering
Appealing, amiable
Woman

Sunday, January 28, 2018

Poem: #52poetry IV

Never Knew



It is vivid
It pounds too hard
it could burst blood

It tightens
breathing is hard
in all of a sudden

Tears won’t stream
Voice won’t cry
because these aren’t it

Sunday, January 21, 2018

Poem: #52poetry III

Valerie



Wrapped bar with rice
Is a very crispy chocolate
Separated from the rest
By the ivories and ebony

This solid over dark rubber
Petite and skin that shines
I work not on the weekends
Not even once you got showered

Sometimes I go out by myself
And I leave you on your own
Dusty to the ever-changing wind
Got drizzled over and no wipes

Valerie how long I’ve been gone?
Not sprinkling you with snowy bubbles
and placing bread scented wax in a jar
Still not yet set you for a saloon

I favour travelling with you
Only through the day since
the night blinds my two eyes
So today we got to be leaving


Where Marigold dropped the cotton candy

Sunday, January 14, 2018

Poem: #52poetry II

Lazy



Woke up to a
               hungry tummy

Think of a tiny can
               bought last night

In that small shop
               of small things

After the trip took
               the bouncy self

The tiny can
               was in the corner

Uncapped the tiny can
               of brown wafer rolls

Ate a couple and
               danced to the beat

Put the tiny can
               back in the corner

Wanting to keep
               for sisters later

Then, ate cookies
               of black teddies


Sunday, January 7, 2018

POEM: #52Poetry


Dark Awakening



It was a rainy day
When you took my fears away
While it poured on the road
Washed the ache singing heart

Look what you have done
Got me chasing all the sea waves
And of the aesthetic ocean words
When you whispered beads of rain

Do tell me when you’re leaving
Will you call on me when
The turbulent sea hits? Knowing
I never brought an umbrella

Oh rain, I must love you
Why else would I long for you?
You compel me out of my mind
Waking me up from my sleeps

And I know too much.
Too much rain wakes the flood
If I ever the flood drowns me
There’s no shame I
have
loved
you.
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