Daniel Magner
Daniel Magner
Jun 16, 2013      Jun 17, 2013

Still lonely.

© Daniel Magner 2013
arm feeling that suffuses over a native Hawaiian, increasing their mana (spirituality) a
βέƦẙḽ Dṏṽ the Smartass Rabbi

It describes that warm feeling that suffuses over a native Hawaiian, increasing their mana (spirituality) and benefitting the 'ohana (family) after a foreigner (mainlander/howlie) pays their hotel bill and gets the fuck out of Hawaii. It literally means, 'Eat shit and die you foreign asshole'. It has a popular variation among gigolos known as, 'Aleʻko'uʻkaiʻpaʻhulaʻwaʻhini', which means, 'Swallow my cum you crazy white bitch.'

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Val V
Val V
Apr 5

Come with me
I want to burn you out
and make you happy
Come with me
We could oof a whole lot
and make a family
Come with me
You're the first one to make me feel this...
I need a true loves kiss

Nice Hawaiian Punch
David Nelson
David Nelson
Mar 25, 2010

Nice Hawaiian Punch

I was standin there you see,
I wusn't expectin nutten,
when she double sucker-punched me in the gut
my belly revolted badly,
fowl words were on the button,
civil conversations like a pairing knife cut

It's been in the works you see,
we've been beggin for a fight,
the pressure is too much for you to take
so when I wasn't lookin',
first you threw a left and then a right,
and that is why now my belly ache

now the truth is setting in,
my waves have settled down,
a big mistake has reared it's ugly head,
my world will be in sorrow,
my presence banished from this town,
a nice Hawaiian punch the pain I dread

Gomer LePoet...

a suburban Hawaiian
Kongsaeng Chris Everson

Living in my indigo house
sitting on a straight chair
I find the essential word
which turns me into
a suburban Hawaiian
here in snowy Michigan
and the word that appears
in my indigo mind
means love, compassion and mercy
as well as hello
and as well as goodbye.
Aloha!

Amber Cecilia John
Amber Cecilia John
Jun 25, 2011

there's two kids just moving the earth
with their feet, changing
as the turning clouds morph in the atmosphere,
lost like two turbines

on a windy day over smoke
stack curtains draping
blue walls. a different kind of arrival –
not by plane or bus

but by heavy thick cylinders
pouring out huge white
marshmallows over an open flame, dripping
onto coals without

a single chance to save themselves

is the love that would bloom to its fullest
when nobody gets left behind

in Hawaiian, it means 'family'
in Japanese, it means 'the beginning of a flower'
Moriah Jean
Jan 20, 2011

I like to wear flowers in my hair and,
Robots around my neck.
They whisper to me stories of places I've never been,
And toxic lullabys when I can't sleep.
But they never tell me where to go,
Or what I should be doing instead.

They tell pretty lies (about me being friendly)
To unsuspecting people,
And assure them (at the very least),
I'm different.
And everyone wants to be my best friend,
Until they realize
It's not a mask, it's vanity.
I'll paint up my eyes but,
I wont paint on a smile.

So compliment my fashion sense,
But watch out for my disposition.
There's a bite to my bark that can leave scars
On places no one can even see.
I'll love you completely or,
I wont love you at all.

Just don't try to make me into something I'm not.
Because,
I'm done pretending that I'm anything else.
I'm a lovely little package with a "fragile" sticker.
But I'm wild,
Don't try to tame me.

© January 20th, 2011 Moriah Jean

I had this candy from Hawaii once, and it was really sweet and delicious on the outside, but it was bitter and disgusting on the inside. I had to spit it out.

Inspired by something that happened at school today and the new accessories I got in the mail.
Not a single boy in sight.

I have found an inner peace
free from the toils that never cease

far away the pains have past
free for once to everlast

listen to the wind blow free
I listen with my heart you see

I could no longer bear
the shedding of my soul to tear

the ceaseless pulmelling
the overbearance I could not fling

but now my returns are due
through a dark valley I made it through

for on the other side there resides
a lasting peace by the riverside

cross over the waters of life
come with me , put down your strife

let the river sweep away our past
let this river crossing be our last

#life   #future   #past   #river   #punch   #hawaiian  
 
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