HankPym
Remember, the mighty oak came from a nut like me. / -Me / / Most of my work is about my daily life as a man of science. / Ha! Most of my poetry is about my daily life as a teen fanboy. / I have dreams of being in the writing or science field and fell in love with the movie Ant-Man when it came out in the theaters. / I used to be on a site called "Poet Freak" but we all now how that turned out. / If you have an account there, I welcome you to look at my other poems. They are also under the account name, "Hank Pym" / I would love if you read my poems and commented. After all, no one is anything without their feedback!
I am Caesar
King of my world
And happy as can be
I am Caesar
King of my empire
And friendship is key
I am Caesar
King of my castle
And betrayal surrounds me
May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 12:16 PM UTC
As you leave
For wonder afar
Know that I am here
Dying
Like a caterpillar
Going into its cocoon
Awaiting glorious rebirth
But now I have to wait
Days?
Months?
Years?
Until I see you again
I am hanging from this tree
While you have gone and are
Gone with the wind
Mar 3, 2017
Mar 3, 2017 at 1:27 PM UTC
( A man has fallen and cannot get up)
I walk in the room and see him
Laying on the floor moaning
Like he is in a mystical slumber
And cannot awake
Call a Doctor!
(How Strange!)
(But why?)
(Leave him where he lie.)
Call some One
(How Strange!)
(But why?)
(He is Ancient and ready to die.)
Good bye my friend
Our parting saddens me
But i have no help
For you
Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 11:24 AM UTC
Bye Mom
Bye Dad
I'm gone
I'm sad
Bye Felipe
Bye Juan
I wish I could sit
And eat a wan-ton
Bye Evanthia
I don't want to go
I cannot stay
But I'm at an utter low
I've lost my first friend
Who was drifting away
Maybe it was destined
That our friendship
Would die out one day
I won't except it
I'm coming back
To get back my friend
Hold up! Let me pack
Back I arrive
Hi Dad
Hi Mom
I'm sorry left
I know I was wrong
Hi Evanthia
I missed your
Cute little song
Time to get her back
My friend of 'ole
I will see you after
I have accomplished my goal
Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 9:52 AM UTC
drifting through the air
waiting
waiting
waiting
for the ground to burst up and hit me
like the punch of relief and happiness
but it never comes
the winds of distrust
continue to reside
and never let go of me
like a mother clinging to her child
in a big hug
let me go
i long for happieness
the thing that finds almost everyone but me
the tears fall like the leaves
waiting
waiting
waiting
to hit the ground
where there is a utopia of happieness
without sorrow
pain
lies
and distrust
where not even your dearest family can trust you
and toilets seem rather welcoming
can't it just be over
can't it all just stop
can't everything just be
perfect?
or am i cursed to a life of despair
where i am not loved
and no one forgives me for the mistakes that i have made?
do the dear love me?
does anyone?
so many unanswered questions
waiting
waiting
waiting
for the answers to come
no answers are coming anytime soon
these are the times i hate being a teenager
and wish i could be five
when the world was perfect
and my mommy loved me
Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 9:47 AM UTC
Why Me?
Why is my life so sad?
Why is my life so sucky?
Why is my life so cruel?
Why is my life so killed?
Why is my life so unforgiving?
Why is does this happen to me?
Why is my life so unforgiving?
Why is my life so killed?
Why is my life so cruel?
Why is my life so sucky?
Why is my life so sad?
Why me, mom?
Why not another?
Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 9:46 AM UTC
Love is a wind turbine
An animated spinner
That goes round
And round
It has almost
Become meaningless
And in some cases abusive
Especially with you, my love
You may have my number
You can take my name
But you will never
Have my heart
Like a windmill in a tornado
We go around like crazy
When the wind calms
The blades stop
And the mill is torn down
STOP! STOP!
STOP! STOP! Love,
I do not need you
A thorn in my side
Preventing me
From loving
Another
Who
I
Appreciate
Need
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Oct 12, 2016
Oct 12, 2016 at 12:54 PM UTC
No matter what our races were...
Over four score and seven years ago
We the people of the United States of America
Had pledged our allegiance
And written our John Hancocks
For the country that we love
It gives me life, liberty, and happiness
But after all, a little rebellion now and then is a good thing
And I have a dream
That it will get even better
For all men are created equal
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 10:03 PM UTC
If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then
Again, I would spend them with you
But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do, once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go through time with
If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty, except for the memory of how
They were answered by you
-Jim Croce (1972)
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 9:45 PM UTC
Praise be to God!
Like a shell on a turtle
She is always here for me
At 5:00 in the afternoon when I am crying about all the work that I have
You tell me that it'll be okay and not to worry
At 8:00 at night when you need to be in bed
You stay up past your bedtime and lend an arm and a leg
At 6:00 in the morning when you are just out of bed
You wet my face with dozens of kisses and warm me with hugs
God bless you my angel
Hosanna
Hosanna on the highest
Praise to my messiah
Who hath cometh to save me
My gift from God
When I twas but a tot
I asked for a playmate
But I got something better
A helper
A forever friend
A supporter
A younger sister
Praise be to God!
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 9:27 PM UTC