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A bubbly baby

A tiny toddler

A cute child

An intolerable teen

An angry adult

The grumpy elderly


To people around the world, no matter your age, have you ever stopped to think about how much you can learn from each different generation?
You might not get a wise piece of advice, but you can see life through a new lens tinted with the color hope, and you can gain experience without even experiencing.

Think about that next time you go to badmouth a parent, disrespect an elder, or even chastise you child.
Little Piper  Apr 2013
Cruelty
Little Piper Apr 2013
The world we live in is cruel
The friends we love are dangerous
The family we known is taking us for granted
The health we have is turning their backs

Strangers greet but judge
Friends sweet talk but badmouth
Family gives but ignores
Health smiles at you but back stabs

And, it begins...

Strangers throw ***** glances
Friends give poisonous flowers
Family say goodbye
Health kills slowly

Eventually...

Strangers leave
Friends leave
Family leaves
Health leaves

All that's left
Is a body with an empty soul
Basbee  Dec 2014
I apologise
Basbee Dec 2014
Whatever I did to make you hate me
I apologise
I thought that it would be ok if we were just friends
And I appreciate it when you honest with me and ****
But I live my life and I learn from my mistakes

One thing I don't do is judge people
Or badmouth them in anyway

We're all human
So don't walk around here acting like you **** glitter and **** unicorn tears...
This is dedicated to my ex Bunmi
Pedro Tejada Jun 2010
There
Is
A
Fly in my drink
And I'm starting to think
That my luck's on the brink
Ever since you told me
That one half of the bed
Seemed a bit more cozy

I soon realize
That I'm not drinking anything
And the poor old fly
Is drowning
In my
Pity party

My gloom made it nauseous
I've become so obnoxious
Since you ****** the life right out of me

I
Hope
You
Choke on the words you said
And the shallow waters that you tread
Are infested with piranhas
That's how it goes if you're not gonna
Live in the presence
Of someone
As holy as me...

I
Tell
The
Leeches hovering around me
That I badmouth you
Just to give Revenge a smile on her face
But here's the simple fact:
Your departure wasn't that bad

It's just that you hurt me
For Christ's sake, you hurt me
I can't believe you hurt me
Can someone stop this hurting?

There
Was
A
Fly in my drink
When I started to wonder
If this entire thing was starting to go under...
Akta Agarwal  May 2021
I regret
Akta Agarwal May 2021
I regret to never open up before anyone 

I regret too be caged in the wall of my own house 

I regret to boxed up my emotions 

I regret doing make up and wearing jwelleries for others 

I regret that to allow others to badmouth me 

I regret too never raised a voice against any misdeed 

I regret that am not that much brave to even do fight for myself 

I regret to let go the culprit who have touched me in a bad way 

I regret for becoming toy in the hands of this so called society 

I regret that I ever agreed to marry a guy who ***** me

I regret that to save the so called reputation of my family I have sold myself 

I regret that not even a one person from my family have ever come to save me 

But I never do regret to have my last breath as a brave warrior 

Who have lastly raised her voice against all the crime 

I have no regret over raising my voice and losing my life 

I have lived all my life with regret 

But am happy I am proud of myself that I am not dying like a coward 

I have fight and dying like a brave warrior
XIII  Nov 2017
Partners in Crime
XIII Nov 2017
I can bear all the mockery
I can bear all the insults
Throw them at me, feel free
After all, it is my fault

But what I can't bear is
When they badmouth you
When they treat you like an evil *****
Because I'm the only one who knows it isn't true

They didn't know how much you've suffered
From the hatred I cursed on you
They didn't know how much you've endured
As you let your guilt devour you

They weren't able to see you smile
Even though everything's not fine
They weren't able to see you trying your best
To go through life even though it's the hardest

They weren't able to see you struggle
As you try to become the villain to do what's right
As you swallowed the pain of hurting your lover
When all you ever wanted was to hold him tight

It's all too much for me
Especially when I pushed you to do all these things
When it was me who planted that seed that became everyone's tree
When I was the one to blame for all your pain

And yet despite all these
I chose to become selfish
If I can turn back time
I'd still do the same and make you mine

And yet despite all these
You too chose to become selfish
Because even though for a short time
You didn't want to see me cry

And so with the chance I have
I'll show you again my unchanging love
I'll stand by your side
I'll become your ally

They won't ever understand
And that I won't mind
Even though you'll let go of my hand
I'll fight, and I'm proud
PJ Poesy  Mar 2016
Hop Along
PJ Poesy Mar 2016
Cognitive dissonance just might
get best of you, and even you,
should conciousness come to light

Turmoil which hypocracies own
bring awakenings, new vision,
within you, an ahem and a groan

Things once variably disliked
come to watery confluence,
streams reconciled and hiked

Win over themes to conciliate
March Hare,  a ***** rabbit
Badmouth him not, you do affiliate
Anecandu Jun 2014
Wow, that sounds like my Valentine drink.

2 cubes of happiness, one shot of kink.



2 lumps of heartache and regret by the case,

Strain away the baggage, add enough “saltness” to taste.



Maybe a squeeze of jealousy to wet any dried up memories

With option to garnish at any point with glowing Blackberries.



Taste all you want to, try let all the sweet parts last.

Twirl it like champagne in your mouth, shake like antique glass



And if by chance your head spins or scratch like a LP needle broke.

Don’t cuss and badmouth my recipe or any other liquor on the truck.



Just order another round, or two, unless your pockets short

What else can drown you sorrow but love by the quart.
elaine  Aug 2019
Midnight boy
elaine Aug 2019
I told you I didn't want to be alive anymore. Maybe not death, but the way I was living wasn’t for me anymore. You held me close while I was fighting back the tears and demons. That night, you got me to sneak out, you didn't want to be alone either.
That was only a few weeks ago, do you remember it? Can I have that lovely, midnight boy back? Did I ever even have him?
That boy is who I think about when I speak to God about love. Although whenever you talk about love, you really mean lust or your blessed ex-girlfriend who is stuck in a long term relationship (****** buddy, really wish I could help you out here but I’m selfish. Why can’t you like me like that?)
You asked me to hang out a few days ago, I agreed, of course. I miss you more than I can admit. I told you, no ***. You texted me back, “what’s the point in hanging out if you are going to be boring.'' But what’s the point in falling for a guy who’s an ******* half the time.
Honestly, my version of the “good” you is pretty *******. I mean I wonder if my friends truly believe that you could have said half the **** you seemed to have genuinely meant. I always, always, present you like the best guy you could ever be. Here I am, once again, not even attempting to badmouth you. You really know how to work my mind. I give you props for that. Midnight boy, the one I admire the most, where did you run off to this time? I miss you. Come back.
Somedays I fear you only lived in my mind. My dear, I’m going crazy. I can’t sort what is real and what isn’t. Did you really say all those sweet things to me, darling? Or did I picture you saying that?  I wish I could get out of my head. Usually, I rant to you, but ranting to you about yourself would just simply be obscured. So maybe you can read my poetry someday and realize every verse on every poem is soaked in you.
The real problem is you never truly wanted my love. Maybe it made you feel better, maybe you felt powerful with it. Knowing I would do anything to be with you. Really it should make you feel like a ****** person, leading me to believe you really wanted me. You made up things to ensure nothing came real between us. Parents, sports, lust for any other godforsaken female on this planet. Hell, once you told me you don’t know why I even stay around. That if you were me, you would have left a long time ago. That made me think. Would you really? You told me it was a sign we always ended back in the same position. Underneath the stars on your trampoline. The sun would be coming up and I would curse time for still moving in a time like this. A time where everything was so peaceful and lovely. We would distance ourselves for a month or so. But, we would return back there, spilling out our souls. Or at least I did. You told me I knew everything about you, yet you feel like such a stranger to me.
God, please send this boy some help. I tried, I really did. But as the saying goes, you can’t help someone who doesn’t want it. I want all my prayers about him to be granted if that isn’t much of a hassle. I’m wishing you could hear this all. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve cried over this boy, yet I only want the best for him.
I’ve cried and cried. But he doesn’t shed a tear, for anyone.
I hope this gets to you someday.
Cooped within ancient bodies,
this inhabitant dwells amongst an elder net
of crabby, crotchety, curmudgeonly claque
of old folks, only a portion of population I met
which achey, flaky, kooky motley crue
disgruntlement fed as peevish pet
aye be earnest asper my assessment,
but some (quite frankly) getting ready and set
to lay down their limb mitt less lives,
even those who survived harrowing encounters as a vet.
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­quotidian gossipers punctuate air waves while:
sitting, riding, quartering, puttering, operating, navigating,
motoring around on scooters (the sole means of locomotion

for many elderly residents),
whose sole occupation incorporates:
zapping, yelping, yakking, whining,
weeping, verbalizing, venting,
uttering, undulating, thundering,
squawking, squabbling, screeching,
rumbling, rattling, quibbling, quarreling,
prattling, pestering, okaying,
offending, needling, nagging, mumbling,
maligning, leering, lampooning,
kvetching, kibitzing, jesting, jabbering,
irritating, insinuating, heckling,
harping, glomming, gabbing, fulminating,
fretting, exclaiming, emoting,
denigrating, damning, carping, cackling,
bragging, begging, agitating, acting  
analogous to bad *** kids itching
for playground foo fight during recess,  

which comparison might be apropos
since majority of energy and time expended
complaining about nobody's business
concerning this, that, or another tenant...
thee management not exempt from
badmouth outbursts), where nondenominational
AARP qualified members congregate
within what constituted former auditorium
of repurposed elementary school,

hence quite some years ago (an honorable
NON GMO gluten free cheerful toast made,
instituting batter use then building standing vacant)
a bona fide unanimous dogmatic, heroic,
linguistic welcome sans titular viz zit head
where alumni of alluded alma mater, ivory fiery,
classy academic solvent atomic structure
became amalgamated, appropriated,
assigned a new life, whereat fob dost
electronically activate innermost recessed sliding doors,
principally, quintessentially, resoundingly availing maw
formerly entrancing students into
Schwenksville Elementary School,
though some years ago repurposed
with barely a trace constituting current subsidized
how zing facility re: Highland Manor,

the residence of thyself and missus
(approaching third month anniversary),
whereat I dune hot give a rats *** if aimless
airless baseless banter, ceaseless chatter,
dubious dabbling, et cetera if this solitary
ruminate thinker the subject de jure
of parlayed people portraying
penultimate purposelessness.
Gemini  Oct 2017
The Idolization
Gemini Oct 2017
In 2017 the ones people idolized are shocked at their actions and can't visualize
How one man can try to colonize
All of the world and put new equator lines across borders and separate people like a MyPlate diagram
When he talks does he really think it through or does he just see a microphone and takes a deep breath before speaking from his diaphragm
Maybe mentioning him on Twitter is the better way to get a bigger following for my Instagram
I know his Twitter fingers keep running along his phones keyboard
What if he replies to me? Would that be a punishment or reward?
Our military bleeds red white and blue and I'm starting to trust their ptsd damaged brains more than his
I know Mexican friends that have ptsd from watching their mother and father get abused and bruised and used as an example to show what'll happen if the immigrants don't leave the United States
This land is your land
This land is your land
5 words I never got to hear people of color speak
I don't badmouth and jump on the bandwagon of police brutality
You'd be amazed how many caucasian cops are educated on the African American history and can answer any question related to it without being in a slump
Unlike some people who'll remain unnamed but talks enough crap to have it be relevant his name rhymes with ****
Your resident has a lot of people hesitant to show up with championship trophies and represent
The hard fought battle of a sporting season
But the day you're impeached will make rehabbing alcoholics relapse
And perhaps
That'll be looked at as a pass for a celebratory moment in our history as our country is saved from a potential catastrophic collapse

— The End —