All poems found containing the word ate
Jaclyn Arencibia "We ate until our tummies were full"

Remember when we were high off our heads
and added gummy bears and sour chews to the mix?
Don't forget the runts..I don't.
We ate until our tummies were full
with candy and laughter and the yummy ice cream concoction we created.
These were moments of bliss.

Then we fell asleep just to wake up again..

Ripping through calories with hard sex
which left our tummies empty.

until next time..
cause there's always a next time.

A J "The less she ate, the skinnier she got."

She tried to hard to be someone she was not,
it all backfired in a way,
Today's the day i speak out,
about what took her away.

She tried so hard to be something that she loved.

"Just a bit skinnier. Your mom would have loved that." Her mind whispered.

She tried to hard to be someone that she envied.

"A little more skinnier, all the girls will envy you." her mind whispered a little louder.

She tried to hard to be someone,
that just wasn't her.

"SKINNIER." Her mind now yelled.

The less she ate, the skinnier she got.

As she took her final breaths,
she slipped away to neverland...
Awaiting a peaceful death.

Ashley "And I ate it up"

I jumped into it before I knew you
I had an idea of who you were
And you proved me wrong
But then again,
You are always right, aren't you?

I guess I wanted something
And you looked the part
But you couldn't act.
Then again,
You are the best at it all, aren't you?

You showed me peace
Even if only for a moment
And I ate it up
Despite the dish you served
only days before
Then again,
I'm so vulnerable, aren't I?

And it was perfect timing
With all the pairing birds
So why not you and I
We could make something beautiful.
I'm not sure if that's what you want.
But then again,
You're so sure of yourself,
aren't you?

I captured sight of a dream
Before I Knew I was dreaming.
And I thought it was solid.
All in my feebleness.
All in my weak hopeful heart.
And you fooled me well,
Didn't you?

Rebekah Innamorato "the problem ate at her to the core"

Here's a girl made of glass
too afraid to fall to crack
broken and busted, alive yet dying
bleeding inside, now she's crying
here time is here there's no turning back
her glass skin had begun to crack
emotions built up for years
bottling up throat-swelling tears
no longer her own self
for too long it sat on a shelf
hidden away never to see light
wishing everything to be alright
hoping and praying to be free
wanting things the way they used to be
all ahe wanted was to breathe not choke
all her life was on big joke
wanting things the way they were before
the problem ate at her to the core
her time had come all to soon
with a soft tune
her face went pale her lips ran white
death had come for her tonight

Larry Potter "So she ate the **Pearl Jam** instead."

I had once a Simple Plan
To bribe a lady for a Kiss
With a Nickleback in my hand
And an Eagle tattoo on my wrist.

I brought her to the Linkin Park
And gave her meatloaf and Bread
But it had Red Hot Chilli Peppers
So she ate the Pearl Jam instead.

My tongue was like a Rolling Stone
As I tell my Nirvana of love
But I didn’t know her Metallica heart
Could stench the Aerosmith above.

It stung me like the Bee Gees
Or a Scorpion tail’s as fine
The Beatles are all crawling down my skin
When she broke this Heart of mine

Guns N Roses were the choices
That were left for me to Root
But a Cheap Trick with the latter
Ended my romantic Journey afoot.

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R R Richardson "The skeeters ate me me up"

Sat out on the porch tonight
Later than usual
during the work week
0430 still comes early
But that's ok tonight
The skeeters ate me me up
But I didn't mind
Because tonight
The moon was right

PreHeaven "I even ate my pride."

I'm an average woman,
In my early 20's.
I live with my parents,
Who are on their late 50's.

My parents wanted me to be a lawyer,
That was their dream for me,
But ended up working night shifts,
And the dream was never seen.

I did not graduate,
Nor made my parents proud,
I did not have my picture taken,
I didn't even march.

While darkness gave a sweeter hope,
My dim nocturnal friend,
I work my way inside a life,
Where all my nights are spent.

This life has different voices,
Always have I complied,
No one to be my witness,
I even ate my pride.

I was happy, it was suffice,
Had money for some sacrifice.
In this life I built new dreams,
But then the voices turned into screams.

Annoying shrieks only I can hear,
Revolting truths that I used to fear,
And as I face my mortal fiend,
I saw myself, in lust and greed.

I bent my knees, started to pray,
What more to give, how to repay?
I've lost a lot, and gained so little,
And yet I am the one who's evil.

I stood my ground and held my breath,
This pain is never worth my death,
Self-inflicted? Or maybe not.
I stole a love but I was caught.

I demand love! And love is what I'll get,
If heaven forbids, then I'll accept,
But please be kind - make me forget,
I don't want to remember if I have to regret.

Lambda "Ion Chaser Ate A Hurricane"

Columbian Eden;
In an October descent:
Yesterday we're innocent,
Then time is rend.

Consecrating her lips
with another crimson layer,
A red-stained cigarette
and fiendish black hair.

This place is our day.

Rapturous Olympus;
On skin droplets of water caress:
"Some people feel the rain,
Others just get wet."

Standing shirtless
his declaration was blessed,
As water fell
on his demonic chest.

Doomsday kiss,
Infinity
and other stuff.

Neoteric Paradise;
An array of individuals in convergence:
Unhindered by the precipitating blitz,
lost in the drizzle of descending mist,
The outcast crowd know
a different kind of bliss.
The overcast cloud shows
context is all that ever is.

"All those moments will be lost in time
like tears in rain."
Ion chaser ate a hurricane.

Quotes:
-Lines Eleven and Twelve ascribed to Roger Miller
-Lines Twenty-Eight and Twenty-Nine devised by Rutger Hauer (As Roy Batty)

Brief rememory of a day:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PhSTN8Q7cD8
joshua blackmire "We ate the one fruit god told us"

From the beginning
Man made mistakes
We ate the one fruit god told us
Not to eat
We were so wicked that at one point
He drowned us all
He gave us a second chance
And gave us a promise
A rainbow as a sign that he will never
Destroy the earth with water ever again
We used to have to go to a high mountain and sacrifice one of our best animals for our Sins as a temporary band-aid
Now all we have to do is pray and even that is too much work for some people
Jesus
The son of god
Born from a virgin
Was pure- hearted
Never sinned once in his life
And we killed him
We killed him without mercy
We put him on that cross
For being too good
God knew what we were doing
But what we didn't know is that
It was the only way to save us
He gave is perfect son to die for us
So we wouldn't have to sacrifice anymore
So it would be easier to go to heaven
I love you god
I love you Jesus
I love you Holy Spirit
For all you have given
And taken away
Thank you

La Jongleuse "I hope that they ate to their full (& never forgot the taste"

When I am alone & often in the dark,
persistent questions sneak into my mind,
screaming incessantly in a quiet whisper,
Maybe I am not ready for all of this ?
Maybe I’ll fail, fall down & end up picking
shreds of broken glass from my tiny knees
for as long as clocks chime & time leaps forward

Maybe I’ll bleed & never find the right way to
hide the scars that might manifest themselves
upon my already well-travelled body.
I have so many already & they may ask
Why does she continue to leap in bounds ?
Does she not see her skin is already tarnished?


Indeed, maybe I’ll never find myself in others
Maybe I’ll never know what comfort feels like
& maybe, I’ll never have peace within
but good god, I have never said no to
anyone, anything when I felt it call my name

I have lived, have laughed & have cried
as if every moment were the first & last

I have felt as much as I am capable of
Have given myself time & time again,
Have let others feed themselves on my vulnerability
(I imagine that my affection tasted like flowers
Sweet & in full bloom, freshly cut in springtime)
I hope that they ate to their full (& never forgot the taste)

It was of no cost to me (save an ephemeral sadness)
I always seem to rise from the ashes
& so maybe I am no Fool for having hushed
those Sirens’ voices in my mind
I fell down & yet, always stood up

Maybe I will be forever unsure of many things
but I know, I have always known
that I am a lover & I shall love
It is of no sacrifice & I am no martyr
only ever, a mortal attempting flight

 
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