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samanthaww
samanthaww
dont question me / / Copyright © Samantha. All rights reserved.
I feel offended you stabbed me in the back especially after we talked about it you were supposed to lay low till further notice but he came, you flinched and disgraced me he had me at my last name at that, it came rushing back i don't want to write it down nor say it out loud but i felt it so strong and vivid "SIGH" stupid heart
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 10:28 AM UTC
stupid heart
life partner, i wish you would be tall , built ,perhaps extra muscle to carry my boodonk big hands and feet physique like okonko profound  features of a strong man not to let things fall apart but no particular complexion bear that in mind You came unexpectedly i was thinking we would meet under a romantic scenery or relive Jill scott 's love rain i had plans on how we would have that love at first sight kind meeting i am thoroughly disappointed i like you in case i haven't told you stop burying you heart in that sand i might not to be here when you decide to live it out coz it aint no fun watching the beautiful sunset and waves alone from here i will give you three days to get your **** together a day to call your mum and let her see your face after that stormy weather another day to take out the trash a drinking night to figure out whether you still want "us" six days it is you cant take seven days to get out of that rut, God took 7 days to create the universe you can figure out your **** in 6 and thats me doing you a favour
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Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 4:49 AM UTC
what did you decide?
i will be drunk texting you  a lil later wait for me when i have that "cup courage" no contemplating a short lived decisive moment ready to wake up feeling pathetic to my act small and desperate to no response fasten your seat belt or change your number as i will be drunk texting you every Friday
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Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 5:48 AM UTC
friday
who are you? are you here to steal something what doesn't belong to me either i don't have any thoughts of entertaining you so excuse yourself my mind is exhausted from your ill mannered nature what? you reckon i am cold wait till winter makes a turn and freeze those tears by your chin who are you really? find out then we can talk
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Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 9:19 AM UTC
alter me
Spare me my pride hip hop Let me get lost in you Swallow the conflicted emotions I carry Your artistic touch humbles me I think……. "Dear you....with love ...from Poetry ***** over the mere sounds of a pounding heart To the drums and cellos that caress your eardrum Brothers and sisters confide in you Fell in love from the roots to souls of mischief Nomadic as he busta a rhyme Evidence of a bigger common dream What he did to get there ****** bleed, notorious hit boy That’s how some find death in the hands of art Medusa, the beauty that shattered the lustful greed
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Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 8:33 AM UTC
hip hop
I have my reasons for avoiding people They have a way of sneaking up And having that much control on how you deal with how they relate to you I keep my distance Some say I am a coward Others say I am weak maybe But I am also fragile And wear my winter fur to keep them off I sincerely don’t like building relations So  please pardon my distance
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Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 3:13 AM UTC
Sorry
Rebecca i saw you yesterday with my mom 's blood stains on the corridor walls headlessly  stabbing her dignity walking about with perfection up your sleeves i should tell you this your husband enjoys rubbing my ******* with the finger that was soaked in the deep walls of my ****** after a vigorous ******* of my ***** lips i know he would lick his lips in anticipation of this scene too Rebecca my mum is just a tax payer who might be lacking but needs you guidance as her supervisor to do well i strongly urge you to redeem yourself i tell you what if you dont i will be a name stained on your tongue i am going to plug those electric cables on your **** immerse your body in that lake of water you know what next i will let your kids Mark 8 Jane 6 watch this Hitchcock Direction Rebecca i want to respect you have mercy on you maybe in the next lifetime treat you like a sister but you offend me Kindly start living a righteous life
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Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 2:29 AM UTC
Evil Rebecca
Sky blue, purple shade The finest silhouette Complaints, Oppression Negativity Whining Summarized in two words Black thought Dark mahogany rocking chair by the porch Reminiscing the folk days Projected in all shades of grey Gloomy settings but a carved smile on his face As he lost grandma Grace to the hands of less melanin masks Trampling over the rosy ambiance that still lingered till this day Going back and forth in that rock motion Wisdom poaching, selena Johnson Still taking on the black thought I will simply have to clean my basement, all the crap and negativity idly poking me Do feel my wrath worth the nation 's pathetic despair Don’t think I will not clean this attic that has false hopes smothering your arrogant smile Wait for the Hannibal in me to shut you down As I closely walk beside that butterfly Resting calmly in my palm Waiting for the murderer in me to crash its living shine But you,wait for the Hannibal in me to shut you down
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 8:47 AM UTC
foul taste
orange suited bodies mummified in woolen scarves flasked rage at lava Fahrenheit knuckles too cold to pop cahoones swallowed coiled animosity i miss that amorous summer kiss stellar guffaw rigid stiletto exuding confidence in that radiant walk proudly wearing her scars a definite rosemary her twigs as a symbol of love and constancy her incense in respect to the goner
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 8:07 AM UTC
winter
no room for Monday blues its a wicked Sunday after no sweaty palms its an unsteady motion of emotions nervelessly rocking to the man in the dove coat with a brown envelope, an assuring smile or is this a folded 'back slap" we don't know meanwhile the autumn cold breeze threatens to erode his fondness on my forehead where he poured and planted his devotion without the parting of his lips and uttering of promised bliss she kept hissing "keep it together On some lean **** Tuesday morning Everything practically back to normal the sighs have lessened dreams on pause, numb is the word no rush Wednesday 's breakthrough is about the corner as i wait
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 2:14 AM UTC
Yesterday's nuisance