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Feb 2012 · 2.2k
Sappy Love Poem
Wuji Feb 2012
She's a freak,
She's quite meek,
And her cheeks,
Are divine.
Not sure,
If it's love,
But is that a crime?
To like,
A little crush,
On a girl so cute.
I barely know,
Much about her,
But I'd gladly,
Change that truth.
So let's sit,
On a couch,
And watch some movies.
Get to know each other better,
Or maybe you might,
Just slip me some roofies.
I guess that works too,
But if you go,
That route,
May I say,
No need,
To drug me,
I won't complain.
I want,
To be,
Awake,
For you.
Twisted love poem? Yes.
Wuji Feb 2012
Do you want to know something crazy?
Or are you just lazy,
Just like the polls say you are.

I know a secret that you should all know,
Secret's out, ready for the show?
Prepare to see.

Us the USA have made are own enemy.
We built them up to tear them down.
Excuses to **** them for the treasure buried beneath the ground.

Spending money that could be saved.
While our men and women are dieing left and right,
Thanks to the greed of are politicians and their might.

We invade their cities and break their codes.
Don't blame the soldiers they can't say no.
Didn't sign up to **** kids.

The soldiers signed to protect their home.
Government has different ideas though,
Occupy the Middle East make her our ***.

Give weapons to the poor they can fight too!
And when we are no longer in control,
Paint them as our enemy let them pay the toll.

This is no solution,
It's making everything worse!
Withdrawal all the troops now before their hearse!

The soldiers want us to speak for them now.
Bring them all home and reverse all the families' frowns.
Protect us, the USA.
And stop spreading all of this hate.
If only my thoughts mattered...
Feb 2012 · 1.1k
Puzzle
Wuji Feb 2012
The hardest puzzle,
The hardest of them all.
Is found in the heart,
The heart is what it's called.

A million choices to pick,
More then you can bare.
The hardest puzzle,
All I do is stare.

Every piece will fit,
But one will fit the best.
Hidden under a sea of pieces,
One is better then the rest.

So I keep trying,
To fit in these pieces.
But the waves will affect the ocean,
Only when I find her will there be a chance of end of the teases.
I will find my piece.
Feb 2012 · 712
Blinders
Wuji Feb 2012
I can't seem to understand,
The human's mind and it's demands.
How some can block everything out,
Put on their blinders and remove all doubt.

She doesn't seem to get it,
The pain which she imbedded.
Suffering thrown around,
Blanketed by her words, her sounds.

Wasn't I who suffered the blow,
But two good friends I've come to know.
Cheated, betrayed, hurt, ignored,
Left them both hanging when she got bored.  

She didn't think it through,
Kept changing her mind about who is that "you".
The one, the only, the star of the show,
The front man of the circus who makes all the dough.

She doesn't know the crime that she committed,
Blinders on, the truth is hidden.
Just out of view, although it's still there,
Her fans left the crowd which was news she just couldn't bare.
I don't understand those who don't care about others feelings.
Feb 2012 · 2.5k
Current Colosseum Clashes
Wuji Feb 2012
Watching men defeat each other,
Like it's our own little Colosseum.
People pay to be up close,
To be with the winning team as they boast.

The women stand at the side,
Cheering for front line tide.
They will crash with the other team's wave,
Split the difference bets are made.

Body on body they battle each other,
Do they even know one and another?
Or do they just follow the coach's words,
"Push forward boys, make them hurl."

Game after game,
They do the same thing.
Win or lose,
They still get paid.

Paid the big bucks to put on a show,
Commercials roll on before you know.
Get you to buy, get you to watch,
Buy this ****** like Miss March.

Forty-Sixth battle same as all before.
Crowds will still cheer, the cheerleaders are all ******.
Losers will *****, and the Referee always *****.
These mindless men get paid the big bucks.
The CCC keeps the masses appeased.
Feb 2012 · 405
Red Water
Wuji Feb 2012
Tasted blood again today,
Though today the taste was different,
Saw it before but this time was liquid.

Warm the blood was but to my delight,
It tasted like fruit punch.
Others stared in fright.

Cut on thin steel the blood came out,
Rushed from my finger,
Rose up like a spout.

But this High-C,
Will spread disease,
If anyone drinks it but me.

Ya it's twisted,
I know.
But I had to share this since you all missed it.
I don't even know.
Feb 2012 · 958
Come Home?
Wuji Feb 2012
"Come home."
Home?
The home where I once lived?
Where the days were good though the nights were bad,
And dawn and dusk were equally sad?
Home?
Was I loved there or just a regent on rent,
Who only over stayed his welcome due to the owner's consent?  
Home?
Where the heart lies is home.
But what if the heart goes where no one knows?
Is the heart still at home?
Or will it come back after show?
She cries, "Come home!"
Though I ran off,
With my tux in a loincloth.
Abandoning the warm soup with it's cold broth.
But leaving there infected by her cough.
I coughed the whole way to the motel.
I once lived in your home, but I ran away, and I forgot my way back.
Jan 2012 · 420
Must Find
Wuji Jan 2012
I seek a place to stay,
Where my heart can play.
Escaping the deadly rays,
That shoot for me everyday.

Won't you come laugh with me?
For a little, or maybe an eternity?
Let's see what we can be,
Just open up my eyes so I may see.

I want someone new,
Or perhaps a re-new.
Of someone I can't say I knew,
From that eventful afternoon.

Maybe a new face,
Unknown to my disgrace,
Of running away from that place,
But better to escape then to die suffocating slowly trapped in space.

Someone,
Please,
Appease,
Me.

Must find her.
It's hard to find Waldo when he's not wearing his stripes.
Jan 2012 · 402
The Day I Broke A Heart
Wuji Jan 2012
The challenge was issued,
You thought I would lose.
Well I tell you what babe,
This will make the news.

I had enough with the sadness,
And the madness too.
So pick up your phone!
Because I am leaving you.

Can't believe it came to this,
What have we become?
Why keep pushing me away,
Why are you so numb?

I didn't want to do this,
But you think that's a lie!
Why did I leave you?
SO I COULD BE ALIVE.
Stay strong future Ryan, remember how she made you feel, how chained you were. You needed to be away from her and you still do. You made that choice so don't go back on it. Have fun.
Your forgotten friend,
Past Ryan.
Jan 2012 · 473
Burning Box
Wuji Jan 2012
Fire,
Burn,
Burn thoughts away.

Can't,
Have you,
Enjoy your stay.

So go,
Go,
Away.

Don't,
Come back,
To play.

Let me,
Enjoy,
Today.

Burn,
The pain,
Away.

Away,
Away,
No more of these days.

The fire,
Burns everything,
Away.
I lit the last match.
Jan 2012 · 684
Justice Song
Wuji Jan 2012
Justice.
I see it everywhere.
I make the changes necessary,
To keep everything fair.

But some people,
They refuse to accept, 
That things can change.
"Since they didn't in the past, so they won't now."

I have my voice.
And you know I'll shout.
I'll scream the words of peace,
Speak up or you will drown!

Can't handle injustice,
In any sense at all.
Am I the only one conscious?
I see it after all.

My mind is God,
And that is where heaven lies.
Overpopulated, polluted,
The ADD keeps it disguised.

There the judges judge.
And make my thoughts carry on.
Where they hum the notes.
Of this Justice song.

I have my voice.
And you know I'll shout.
I'll scream the words of peace,
Speak up or you will drown!
Speak up.
Jan 2012 · 3.8k
Metallic Utensils
Wuji Jan 2012
Dinner,
With a family that is not mine.
I sit there waiting,
Am I just wasting time?
Metallic utensils,
Dance on the plates.
Scratching and scraping,
What a horrible date.
Father looks *******,
Daughter ******* on and on.
"Cut your hair!"
You think I care?
WHAT'S GOING ON?
The spell is fading,
I am starting to wake up.
But my bed,
Is oddly comforting.
So stay in bed.
Although knowing,
That soon,
I will,
Need to,
Get up.
Why am I still here?
Jan 2012 · 629
Flying Man
Wuji Jan 2012
I am a man, a flying man,
Flying around the garden.
Never stopping to stand.

They are the catchers,
Looking for prizes.
Those misguided snatchers.

I fly around,
Spreading love all around.
Such a nice thing to be so high off the ground.

So the catchers,
They jump,
They leap,
They bound,
Waving their tempting net,
With that lovely swishing sound.

Then I am caught and put into a jar
A nice little habitat,
Behind glass bars.

They feed me food,
But are quite rude ,
If I stare at the meadow out there.

So I sat,
And my image changed,
Into that of a rat.

They let me go,
In disgust.
Left me on my own with no one to trust.

But I escaped from there,
And went back to the meadow.
The catchers didn't care.

"That rat will never grow."

Then they left,
And lucky for me,
I was back to a being a flying man.
They couldn't cage what I could be.
Drafted this on my phone a while ago. Kinda forgot what's it about.
Jan 2012 · 986
TIMEBOMB LOVE
Wuji Jan 2012
YOUR A ******* TIME BOMB!
TICK! TICK! TICK!
EXPLOSION IS NOW!
ALWAYS HAPPENS SO QUICK!

Broke my heart again,
Yelled at me again,
Accuses me of everything again,
Saying I am the worst of all men.

Why did I let you in?
You blow up my house every time.
Makes no sense.
No rhythm no rhyme!

You are child,
And you play every game.
Freeze tag with my heart.
TILL I GO INSANE.

You have made me hate my choice.
Yet I wouldn't change a thing.
Our song was a  fine one,
Yet it will not sing.

YOUR A ******* TIME BOMB!
TICK! TICK! TICK!
EXPLOSION IS NOW!
ALWAYS HAPPENS SO QUICK!

I AM ******* DONE,
DEFUSING YOUR SOUL,
STAY THE **** AWAY,
YOUR SELF DESTRUCTING HAS TAKEN IT'S TOLL!
I AM DONE. 3 MOUTHS AND YOU GET BORED. NO MORE!
Jan 2012 · 693
The Bored River
Wuji Jan 2012
I'm on a raft,
In the middle of a river.
Winds are blowing,
Currents are raging,
And yet it is my lip that starts to quiver.

Can't believe that I'm about,
To be pushed down stream.
By that same familiar wind,
Which I always sail by.
Sailors stories always follow the same theme.

First the great catch,
So many pictures to take.
Then you start to settle down,
And get your story straight.
One person always seems to keep the date.

But then the river,
It comes to terms with me.
Says it no longer wishes,
For me to sail in its self.
How many tears has the sky seen?

No longer wants me here,
Although it cast me out.
Doesn't feel the same,
Since I sailed into the rocky shoreline.
Here comes the drought.

So now I walk,
Walking on the sands,
Between me and the world.
Looking for a drinking spot,
That will meet my throat's small demands.

My map,
Although out dated.
Has some spots,
I have been to.
Though now some seem so overrated.

I will wander,
On the sands which I must stay.
Looking for something,
That can keep me alive,
Except that river which I will stay away.
Rivers' currents change much more then you'd like.
Dec 2011 · 528
Can't Help It
Wuji Dec 2011
When I lay in my bed,
Alone in the dark,
You enter my head.

Questions raise,
But every time,
The answer sinks so much lower.

I can't help it,
By the simple gesture of pushing me into traffic.
That most call life.

I was but a small child,
In physical,
And state of mind.

Did it bother you?
Maybe, maybe not,
Seeing that you went right to it.

I am hypnotized,
I want to snap out.
Desensitized to the thought of us.

Then after,
No words.
Hurt.

I tried to reach you,
But you turned the other way.
Are you not sure, or am I just not welcome to stay?

So I see you around,
From time to time,
And what do I do?

I invent my excuses,
And stay away from you.
But unfortunately(?)

This is not goodbye.
I just wish you'd tell me...there are too many unanswered questions that need to be answered.
Dec 2011 · 767
Not The First Talk
Wuji Dec 2011
As we talked the tension kept rising.
Both of us removing the fog from our mirror,
Striping each other of our disguises.

You blame me for the things that you have done.
Throwing your body upon me getting an arise out of me,
Yet you say I sang the song you have sung.

You hate surprises this is no surprise to me,
Funny because every time I let you back in,
You surprise me!

Now you say I flirt?
That you worry about my connections?
Odd. My feelings are inert.

You give a hug to every guy you see, I wave casually.
You talk to them on and on, I give a quick hi and then so long.
You talk **** about me, when I am standing right there!
I don't dare but clearly you don't care.

You say it's over...
I don't know what you mean.
You say the conversation,
I disagree.
You shout a "No!" and say your sorry at once.
Another "I love you" thrown at me.
I repeat it back, as if I've been doing it for months...
Hopefully this isn't a preface of you leaving me again...
Dec 2011 · 536
Listen To Me
Wuji Dec 2011
The SS,
Those sons of *******.
Men to the left,
Women to the right.
Eight words,
Spoken quietly,
Indifferently,
  No pity.
Listen to what I say,
I saw flames,
Look at the flames.
Flames flames,
Go away.
Why do you pray?
Listen to what I say.
Shut up,
You *****,
Or I'll tear you to pieces.
I said nothing.
Lost in thought,
The choice was in our hands.
Still unknown.
No one listens to me...
Listen to what I say!
Jews listen to me,
I was saved miraculously.
Where did I get my strength?  
Life?
I can no longer live.
Found poem from the book "Night" by Ellie Wiesel. Thank you Mr. Wiesel. No one listened to Moishe...
Dec 2011 · 5.6k
Imperfections
Wuji Dec 2011
Imperfections, Imperfections, Imperfections
Imperfections,
Imperfections, Imperfections.

That's all that she sees.
Looking at the mirror,
Markin herself up,
With a thousand fees.

Sees something that,
She don't like,
She has to workout,
Go for a hike.

She doesn't like,
The way she looks.
Gonna fix herself up,
With some needles and hooks.

Sees everything bad,
Though she looks good.
But some people knock her down,
Knowing she'd call the vultures to pick her for food.

But what she don't get,
About herself,
Is that a high opinion of you,
Is true wealth.

Also she must think,
About others.
Tell an obese woman,
That you are the fat one when you stand in-font of her.

Tell the starving boy,
That you're the scrawny dude.
Tell the average American,
You eat too much food.

Think about what you say,
Cause someone might have it worse.
Don't say you want to die,
Like the dear family member in the hearse.

Remember that the perfection of something,
Is what you think is right.
But how can anything be so,
When we have all lost sight?
For those who play "I spy" on themselves looking for every unwanted detail.
Nov 2011 · 404
Dreams
Wuji Nov 2011
Dreams come and go as they please,
Poisoning my mind till I start to wheeze.
Placing thoughts into my head which were once naive,
These dreams scream words that bring me to my knees.

Words of love and pain,
Words of laughter and disdain.
All these words driving me insane,
Just to be woken up by the rain.

They appear and disappear,
Not wanting to stay near.
Shouting words that I fear,
My whole body begins to sear.

Then comes the one who lies,
Responded to me with a simple "Die".
This answer coupled with,
"Haha <3 I got to go now bye."

Can't believe that came from you,
Someone who I barley knew.
I question myself if I want it to be true,
But if I do,
Will my mind and heart have a coup?
Dreams mess with your head.
Nov 2011 · 552
Driver Man
Wuji Nov 2011
The road is long,
The road is wide,
Is the journey worth it,
Or just a waste of time.

He thinks to himself,
"I'll speed right through."
Peddle to the metal,
That's all he knew.

Flew down his road,
Ran over the roses.
Drove past some *******,
He stuck some poses.

Leaves ran across,
Like squirrels in distress.
He didn't flinch for a second,
He wouldn't clean the mess.

Drove so fast,
Drove right by,
His destination,
What a guy.

His mind changed,
He drove away.
Kept driving and driving,
Didn't want to stay.  

Kept going and going,
Get's his fix in his car,
Stops for a drink,
In the local bar.

Got far enough,
That he forgot where he's from.
His new life made,
A great girl, a small house, and a bottle of ***.

The road is long,
The road is wide,
The journey was worth it,
The destination was just a waste of time.
Drive, drive, Driver Man, drive!
Nov 2011 · 416
Wishes
Wuji Nov 2011
All of you today,
Will wish for your dreams.
For that one guy or girl you love,
Or just for some banana ice cream.

You'll wish for the things,
That you think matter.
If you are going to wish for something,
Wish for food on an empty platter.

Wish for the ones who need it,
Not for the things you don't need.
Can't you see the wrong in that?
Can't you see the greed?

What about our soldiers?
They die for our freedom.
But no go ahead,
Wish for you to be happy forever.

No, don't be selfish,
If you are going to wish make it good.
Wish to bring the troops home,
Not your Hollywood debut.

Foolishly believe that the date will make a difference.
Whisper to sky so you may receive your decadence.
Please spend this time with the ones you love,
Not for a wish but to join me up above.

I don't believe in wishes.
For nothing in life is free.
Except one thing,
Which is me.
11/11/11 Honor Our Troops.
Oct 2011 · 539
My Art
Wuji Oct 2011
Art.
My art,
Not yours,
Not hers,
My art.

You don't like it?
You don't understand?
You can't appreciated it?
Then,
Turn away,
Don't ruin my day.

Yes,
I know she has talent.
But then again,
Don't we all?
Art's greatness,
Lies in the beholder.

And I agree,
Her art is beautiful,
And is different then mine,
But you said,
"She has talent,
You do not."

So ******* old man,
You can't keep up with my mind.
Catch me if can old man,
If not,
Don't waste my time.
That really ****** me off Boss Man. (I'm flipping you off right now)
Oct 2011 · 442
Together Again
Wuji Oct 2011
Together again,
Yet again,
We fixed your rend,
Once again.

We are together,
Better then ever,
You say it'll last,
Forever.

Is this a tease?
A blowing breeze?
Or just an excuse,
To get on your knees?

I don't care,
For there is love in my air,
Which I breath in and out,
As if I was dared.

Is it fate,
That got us to this date?
Will it bring us to the point,
Where we mate?

Let's let this tale unfold,
I am no longer cold,
I want to be with you forever,
If I might be so bold.
I missed this. <3
Oct 2011 · 510
Stranger Danger
Wuji Oct 2011
I find it quite odd,
That I seem to suffer from fraud,
When I meet,
A new girl.

They look at me,
Like I am majesty,
As they,
Follow me around.

But for whatever reason,
They are only ripe in the season,
When am with,
Someone.

So I decline,
Their incline,
Into,
My heart.

Though it makes me smile,
To see you walk over to me from a mile away.
But my heart already,
Has it's place to stay.

So I do not,
Flirt a lot.
I just calmly,
Do my thing.

They can stare,
I don't care,
They should just know,
I'm happily taken.
Man them girls be mackin on me at the mall.
Oct 2011 · 440
Dawn
Wuji Oct 2011
What I can I say,
I'm a sucker for a happy ending.

But only if,
I end up with you.

You see,
I am a compassionate guy.

And I will walk if I want,
Or maybe I'll fly.

Go ahead tell me I'm wrong,
Sing your depressing song.

I will do what I want,
And learn from it too.

I gave her my love,
That's something you can't just undo.

So ya,
Great for me.

One more round,
In the ring with you.

Try to knock me out,
And I'll leave the ring.

But let's have fun,
Lets enjoy this last run.

And those who can't see,
We'll let them be.

Life is,
Too short for them.

We can see,
You and me.

So bring it on,
It is dawn.
New beginning, and last beginning for us.
Oct 2011 · 735
Hanged Man
Wuji Oct 2011
O how the hanged man must feel to be at last at peace,
To hang there in eternal suspension,
Until someone gives a dam to get him down.

To be a sign to all,
To fear the hanger,
To feed the vultures that have picked at you all a long.  

And what about the moment the rope constricted the life out of him,
Squeezing like one would to a sponge,
But instead pain and gore, not bubbles and suds.

Did he die smiling?
That is what matters.
So he won't be a menacing image but a friendly reminder.

Obey your government or you'll pay the price,
Defy them,
And they'll ruin your life.  

They have a rope for us all!
Our lives planned out from the draw!
A death from a blissful rope.

Have we lost all hope?
Peyton Farquhar. An unjust make believe death.
Oct 2011 · 589
Two Paths
Wuji Oct 2011
There always are those two paths,
That one could go down.

One may lead to a smile,
The other to a frown.

But you don't know which path to go,
You're lost within your mind.

Each path goes to the same place,
The end of your life.

So go ahead and pick,
Just let it be known.

You will pay for path,
That you have chose to own.

And no, there are no do overs,
So don't think about "What if?"

Stick to the path your heart tells you too,
And you'll be happy in the end.
I made my choice. And I can't wait to see how it goes.
Wuji Oct 2011
That's it,
It's done,
I'm done.

I have wrote,
About,
Pain and hope.

I see,
You are gone.
So long.

I will,
Move,
Right along.

Your feelings,
Have all but,
Disappeared.

My,
Decision,
Is now quite clear.

I must,
Cast out,
My reel.

And when,
I catch,
That which you fear.

You,
Will be the one,
Shedding a tear.

For I can,
Catch a better fish,
In this sea.

I will keep it,
Unlike you,
You, played catch and release with me.

So now,
My only thought,
For you and I.

Is that,
You'll come running back,
Only for me to deny.

Have fun ******* him over too.
Bye.
Need someone new. But who?
Oct 2011 · 765
Tingling
Wuji Oct 2011
I'm tingling inside, as the rage raises up,
Cursing words through my clenched teeth,
Swearing that on day I'll hurt you like undid to me.

O the lies you must of told to get me here,
As my soul starts to melt.
How did you create this fake love? It's dragging me down to hell.

I'm burning here you see,
And I bet you can't help but laugh,
Throwing me your ***** looks picking at all my scabs.

But I'm looking for a path to get out,
After all I need too.
I can't bear to stay in this hell, I need to completely leave you.

I try and I try,
Only for my heart to deify,
Me from leaving.
So I stay there,
I lay there,
Already defeated.

Get me out of here,
Don't turn a deaf ear,
My skin is starting to sear,
There is fire in my ear,
Someone safe me from my fear.

Then. You. Came. Along.
Operation : Prolong,
The pain that I feel now.
Challenge accepted,
Let's get down.

You might not save me,
But you can try,
Give me some hope,
Wet the desert that has gone so dry.
Be my pope ,and preach me words of love.
Be my way out of hell, my sweet little Dove.
I actually hate you...but no matter I got my way out. So long.
Oct 2011 · 1.4k
Light Switch Love Affair
Wuji Oct 2011
On and off, on and off,
Lights are on,
Now it's dark.

This is the reason for my despair.

On and off, on and off,
Lights are on,
Now it's dark.
    
This is my love affair.

Light's are on,
Everything is great,
You and I,
A pair destined by fate.
Creating memories for us to forever know,
Neither of us wanting,
For this love to go.
It seemed the sun always shined,
You could make me smile anytime.
You knew my ins and outs,
All of my mental routes.

On and off, on and off,
Lights are on,
Now it's dark.

Light's are off,
Everything is covered in dark.
A giant part,
Is missing from my heart.
And as for the memories,
They are being painfully hammered into my head,
Every time I remember, one is nailed in deeper,
Causing me dread.
Can't be removed,
Can't be soothed,
My heart is now grooved.

On and off, on and off,
Lights are on,
Now it's dark,

Light's are on,
Everything is fixed.
Couldn't be happier,
I really missed this.
We decided that this wouldn't happen again,
Let's keep our love safe.
It seemed our thoughts wouldn't bend,
Closer and closer we got.
All my feelings of darkness,
I had forgot.

But then you stopped caring,
If the lights were on.
Claimed you could see in the dark,
You said that I was wrong.
This really is your fault.
But the sad thing is,
I wish it was mine.
So I could say sorry,
And we can flip the light switch on,
For one last time.

On and off, on and off,
Lights are on,
Now it's dark.

This is the reason for my despair.

On and off, on and off,
Lights are on,
Now it's dark.

I need someone that can have my heart repaired.

On and off, on and off,
The light bulb is broken,
Now it's forever dark.

This is my love affair.
Off and on. On and off. I wonder if you too suffer the cost.
Oct 2011 · 657
Remember?
Wuji Oct 2011
Remember when we would lay with each other?
Remember when all I needed was you?
Remember when you broke my heart?
Why am I even asking, of course you do.

Remember when the towers fell?
Remember when Osama died?
Remember when I loved you?
Do you remember all these crimes?

Remember all the smart *** comments?
Remember how your dad teased me?
Remember laughing together?
Remember what we used to be?

Remember all the good times?
Remember when we fell asleep on the chair?
Remember all our stupid fights?
Remember how much you really cared?

Remember when the towers fell?
Remember when Osama died?
Remember when I loved you?
Do you remember all these crimes?

Remember when I remembered,
All the things from our past?
Remember how you pushed me away?
Remember the thing we did last?

We held hands,
In a reassuring squeeze.
And I felt sick,
Right down to my knees.
Yet you gave me that look,
To tell me everything was gonna be alright.
That was a lie though,
I am too blind to have sight.

Remember when I wrote this?
Remember the pain I felt?
No, no you don't,
Because I kept it all to myself.

Remember when WE fell in love?
Remember when YOU lied?
Remember when I loved you?
Do you remember all of OUR crimes?

Remember?
I can't forget.
I remember.
Oct 2011 · 604
Apple Tree
Wuji Oct 2011
In my basement,
Stroking my bass.
Figuring myself out,
Finding my place.

Life is open,
Life is free,
I am the only one,
That controls me.

My mind used to be,
A scattered mess.
Sleeping beauty,
With nightmares of distress.  

I had some problems,
I know I still do.
But at least I can smile,
And say that it's not you.

Or was the problem trust,
I don't really know.
But that's just fine,
I've let everything go.

I run in the wide open,
I run cause I'm free.
Being the only person I want to be,
That's me.

Some people take a glance,
Some people turn and stare.
They see me so relaxed,
Seeing how little I care.

I ran through an orchard today,
To enjoy the breeze.
Stopped for the apple,
In the highest tree.

As I climbed to top,
I noticed I had some guests.
Some lovely girls staring at me,
Like a newly desired dress.

I smiled to myself
But didn't give them attention,
I let them watch me,
As I hung there in suspension.

I climb in the open,
I climb cause I'm free.
I got to the top,
Of the apple tree.

I raised my arms up,
As the wind flowed through me.
A moment in time,
With no fee.  

I got my apple,
And ate it up there.
Nature and I,
The perfect pair.

I descended from,
The apple tree.
Walked away from the girls,
As they stared transfixed by me.

I am open,
I am free.
The world is mine,
Just like the highest apple tree.
Life will go on, hell it's already started to.
Oct 2011 · 551
Blood On Who?
Wuji Oct 2011
After days and days of delusions,
I now see the truth.

That you will blame me for all your misfortunes,
Shooting arrows at me that go right on through.

They sting upon entering,
But the exit wounds are the worse.

But now that I have holes in me,
The rest of your arrows have no worth,

You will consonantly hint at me,
Using your social network posts.

Trying to bend my thoughts,
With your painful cries as your way to roast.

You swear that it's my fault,
That the blood is on my hands.

                   Blood on who?
Blood on me?                          
                   Blood on you.

The blood is on you.
The blood is on you.
You didn't care about the blood you drew.

You're slashing at air,
With your hostile hands.

Hands that are covered with blood.

Blood,
That,
YOU,
Created.
It is your fault. Plain and simple.
Oct 2011 · 495
My Birthday Song For You
Wuji Oct 2011
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
You broke my heart in two,
Happy Birthday to you.

I'm hiding the pain well,
I'm hiding the pain well,
Outside everything looks swell,
I am not well.

You want to give me back my stuff,
You want to give me back my stuff,
I hope you know I'm just going to burn it all up,
Just like you did with us when you had enough.

You didn't care anymore,
You didn't care anymore,
You slammed shut our door,
You don't care anymore.

I don't know how you feel,
I don't know how you feel,
Or if you even feel at all,
Was our love even real?

Before you left you said "I love you.",
Before you left you said "I love you.",
MAKE UP YOUR ******* MIND,
Because I don't think you do.

You told me "goodbye",
You told me "goodbye",
You told me our love has died,
This is...
Goodbye.
You are as old as me for a day, so stop acting like a completely helpless heart-breaker.
Oct 2011 · 1.9k
My Boomerang
Wuji Oct 2011
She is my boomerang,
The sad song I have on replay.

Every now and then,
She escapes me.

I break down thinking I lost her,
Only to have her return.

She's my boomerang,
The song I must of sang, a million times.

A repeated offense until it's a crime,
She's my boomerang.

I can't believe that I don't move,
Instead I just stand here waiting for you.

Every time you come back around,
I catch you and keep you safe and sound.

Only for you to leave me again.

She's my boomerang.
My crippled walking cane.
The cloud that causes rain.
My love who I disdain.
The reason for my pain.

Yet I catch you,
Again,
    Again,
         Again,
              Again,
          Again,
       Again,
   AGAIN.

MY BOOMERANG!

She's my boomerang,
And I know she'll be back again.
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool over and over and over again, SHAME ON ME.
Oct 2011 · 3.2k
Puppet
Wuji Oct 2011
I am a puppet,
Here are my strings.
This one's for my mouth,
And this one's for my wings.

You can make me fly,
Fly,
O so high, in the sky,
Till I die.

You are in control,
Just the way you like it I'm sure.
Making me do tricks,
Getting all of your sick kicks.

You stand above me,
With your fidgeting fingers.
Making me dance around,
To your favorite singers.

Make me jump,
Make me fly,
Make me happy,
Make me cry,
Make me crazy,
Make me high,
Control where I look,
With my eyes.

I do your biding,
Like it or not.
I'm addicted to your control,
Like some are to ***.

I feel like,
It'll be this way till I die.
Yet you drop some scissors,
What are you trying to imply?

But now I found the scissors,
And you know what I'm going to do?

Snip,
Snip,
Cut,
Cut,
And,
TADA.

I'M FREE FROM YOU.

Although,
I didn't really think this through...

Because before I knew,
It I fell to the floor.
Like an overdosed,
Ritalin *****.

Lifelessly alone laying,
On the ground.
The only thing I hear,
Is your fake laughing sound.

So there I lay limb over limb,
Not knowing where to go.
Then to my dismay,
You mange to cause me even more woe.

For beside me,
A new puppet takes my place.
And your once gentle hand,
Comes down on me, and I am erased.  

Now I think,
I miss your strings.
And all of your,
Cute little things.

I might have been a puppet,
But I loved my master.
Until she got bored,
And caused this disaster.

I loved a disaster,
Which was my master.
But what should I know?

I am just a puppet.
A puppet is no good without it's strings.
Oct 2011 · 661
Perfect Life Ruins
Wuji Oct 2011
I had a perfect life for a time,
It was so great.

Until it all got crushed,
During a simple mall date.

We were sitting in the food court,
Making our plans for the week.

When all a sudden a smell filled my nose,
With that familiar wreak.

I looked to the right,
And saw your twisted face.

I knew I had to get out of there,
I needed to make some space.

I ran to bathroom,
Leaving my babe alone.

That was my biggest mistake,
For now I have no home.

When I got into the bathroom,
I started to wash my hands.

I used this time,
To make up some plans.

When I walked out,
I did my good luck pose.

I drew my imaginary gun,
And shot myself not my foes.

For I had a bad feeling,
Which I knew would be true.

Is it possible that,
I am no longer loved by you?

That dreadful creature,
Will get what she deserves.

But you my dear,
I hope I didn't get on your nerves.

It won't again,
Please give me some trust.

She is a woman of my past,
A seven month old dead lust.

We can fix my wrong.
I mean come on,
I've been fixing yours all along.
One time I messed up...ONE TIME.
Sep 2011 · 1.1k
Day One Of Madness
Wuji Sep 2011
Jesus jizzes holy juices,
That you people gently rub upon your faces.

Liers lie to protect that which they deny,
To the lavished living people.

Why won't the sun set,
On this selfish age of *****?

I'm tired of these try-hards taking over,
My rightful territory.

Come hold my hand,
As we hoist our way to Heaven.

We'll need to step on some somebodies,
To sleep with the silver lining.  

All I need is the native nature,
Of the not so naive heart.

Can anyone help me heal,
These horde cuts from hell?

Let's all do the calm camel,
And claim the dunes of the cautious for our country.

A country we all call America,
The anticlimactic antagonist that aims for anarchists.

Words will always be that way,
Of the world's wary warriors of peace, protection, and self worth.

And with that I say,
So long.
The first day out of four...well I think so.
Sep 2011 · 2.7k
Parasite
Wuji Sep 2011
You,
Are a,
Parasite.

*******,
My blood,
All day and night.

But,
I like the distance between us,
Tight.

The thought,
Of ripping you off,
Causes me great fright.

When,
I look at you,
My parasite.

I,
Cannot believe,
There is anything more beautiful in sight.

For you,
Have my blood,
And replaced it with venom.

And plan to bomb my heart with terrorist.
Go ahead,
Send 'em.

For I know,
That when my heart explodes,
It will be too much for you to bear.

And you will explode,
Into a scarlet blaze,
Knowing that I no longer care.
A relationship shouldn't feel like leech therapy, should it?
Sep 2011 · 684
Who Knew?
Wuji Sep 2011
The last nine months you said were great.
But for some reason you have an odd idea about fate.
You think that if we separate.
We will be together in the end.
Yet you want me back right now.
My thoughts can't help but bend.

You say you need years to get back to me.
Let's face it babe,
You'll be back next time you open your eyes to see.
It won't be years.
Now you got me all in tears.
You should understand I am sad without you,
But I think I can live,
Without you, who knew?

Who knew?
Who knew?
The world won't go "keblew".
Who knew?
Who knew?
That I might not need you.
Who knew?
Who knew?
That I would still love you.
I'm so confused.
Wuji Sep 2011
You filled,
My head with false hopes and dreams,
About our future.

You extracted,
Every emotion from me,
You malevolent moocher.

You taught me,
To swim,
Just to see me sink.

You used,
Your infections charm,
to capture me with a wink.

You made,
A hole in my heart,
So I could bleed out.

Why did you,
Feel the need to torture me?
What was that about!?

Is it,
Because I loved you,
Just the way a man should?

Or is it,
Because you'd rather be beaten,
Like your other guy friends would?

With your love you,
Built me a house,
Just so you could burn it down.

So you could hear,
My painful,
Heartbroken sound.

YOU SAID,
THIS WOULDN'T,
HAPPEN THIS TIME!

THE WAY YOU,
ARE KILLING ME INSIDE,
OUGHT TO BE A CRIME!

What ever happened,
To our,
Perfect fairytale?

I tried to stop it,
From breaking but you let it,
Derail.

Is there,
Someone,
New!?

Do you,
Plan to,
**** him over too?

So now what?
It's over?
This is the end?

Us minus you,
Equals,
One lonely me to contend.

Just do me a favor,
And stay out,
Of my life.

If this happens again,
Who knows who,
Will be holding a knife.

So stay away!
And don't show me,
Your face.

My final hope,
Is that you will,
Find me hard to replace.
Three months and four days. Good job babe you beat your record by four days. </3
Sep 2011 · 752
Can I Call You Later?
Wuji Sep 2011
Intense,
Suspense.
Emotion,
Dispense.

Does it,
Make sense?

NO.

Keep your relationship,
In a case.

Erase,
Erase the space.
Be one,
In brace.

One,
Wins the race.

The other loses,
Disgrace.

Punished,
With a mace!

Shattered!
Like that of a fallen vase.

Return?
Return to home base?

NO.

Love me,
Or leave me,
The option is yours.

I shouldn't be,
An unwanted chore.

You know,
It is us,
I adore.

But if,
I am,
Starting to bore.
And you leave me,
My heart will be,
Torn.
  
Does this,
Make sense?

Not to me.
Don't leave me...
Sep 2011 · 488
Us
Wuji Sep 2011
Us
Apart,
No heart.

Together,
We are better.

With you,
I am someone new.

As one,
We have so much fun.

You and me,
A pair created through destiny.

But for a reason unknown by me,
You question what we have.
Can't you see what we could be?

You and me makes us,
No need to fuss.
Don't question love just go along with the ride.
Sep 2011 · 1.2k
You
Wuji Sep 2011
You
You are,
Beyond the boundaries,
Of beauty.

You have,
Surpassed the sanctions,
Of sexiness.

You are,
Past the present idea,
Of perfection.

There is only one thing,
That you may not always be,
And that thing is being belonged by me.

So stay with me,
For I love you and you love me,
I want you to be apart of my,
Family.
1142011<3
Sep 2011 · 682
Help Me Find My Dog
Wuji Sep 2011
Meow meow meow,
Goes the girl that wants me to bow down,
To look under her bed for her dog.

As I did the lights dimmed down,
And on her face,
A smile replaced a frown.

For I did not know what she had in store.

Promises of candy got me under there to look for her dog,
But little did I know,
She only wanted my log!

As I came up to report that nothing was there,
I was greeted,
With a ****** stare.

For I had been trapped in her lair,
But honestly,
I didn't care.

As she pushed me to the floor,
I lied there hoping she'd want to keep me,
From breaking for the door.

She pounced on me and stayed close to my chest,
We were touching,
Breast to breast.

I got excited and so did she,  
Who says you can't have fun,
Without a fee?

Before you knew it the fire was lit,
As we,
Began to kiss.

Closer and closer we both moved in,
How could something that feels so right,
Be a sin?

As we both closed our eyes she had sent her hand out like a spy,
To inspect the treasure,
Of her guy.

I buckled a bit feeling a cold hand,
But I was happy,
And it made me stand.

She felt this and pulled down my pants,
To get a look of my giant lance.

I threw my head back as I began to relax.

Started to caress her body,
We were both being,
Very naughty.

Soon enough she was stripped down,
Then she happily,
****** on my crown.

As I started to fade away,
The curtain was dropped,
For the rest of the ****** play.
I had lots of fun writing this for a girl who asked me to write a poem on the spot. It was a while ago and I think I can say pretty confidently say I was *****. ;)
Sep 2011 · 14.8k
"The Scarlet Letter"
Wuji Sep 2011
Hester was imprisoned for her sin,
She had betrayed her own kin.
By ******* with a different man,
She ruined her family's master plan.

They could've lived peacefully in Boston,
If it wasn't for Hester's sin.
Now her husband wants pay back,
On the man who was with Hester in the sack.

While in prison Hester had a little girl,
She decided to call her Pearl.
As an added bonus she received a new family crest,
A scarlet letter for her breast.

As she walked out of jail,
Her life seemed to derail.
As the people in the crowd,
Mocked her with a tone so loud.

She stood on the scaffold so she could repent,
While the townspeople picked at her feelings like she was a dent.
Her husband manged to get into the crowd,
He put a finger to his lips for he was too proud.

When it was over Pearl and her went home,
To a cottage far away so they could be alone.
Hester tailored cloths to keep her family alive,
For in family values they were not deprived.

She decided she would still perform good deeds,
Helping the town's people with all there needs.
She beat the system with hard work and determination,  
Even if her sin will send her to an eternity of damnation.

A scarlet letter "A",
To separate night from day,
To make Hester pay.
We'll see what society has to say,
Will spirit be broken, nay.

Her husband went to find the guy,
Who ****** his wife and denied.
He then got a patient for him to care for,
Arthur Dimmesdale, who was the *****.

Almost certain that he was the one,
The doctor had himself some vengeful fun.
He wanted the priest to feel his pain,
At this point the doctor is no longer sane.

He bombed his thoughts with mental missiles,
The words he said hurt like wild whistles.
The priest knew he needed to repent as well,
He tortured himself till blood was the only thing he could smell.    

But that was not enough for the priest,
For the visions of his sin wouldn't cease.
So he stood on the scaffold so he could repent,
He screamed in the night but no one gave him their two cents.

Until his lover and daughter came to the scene,
And then something magical happened like it would in a dream.
A meteor flew down from the heavens and marked in the sky,
A letter "A" way up high.

The Priest and Hester deiced to meet,
In the forest in about a week.
They talked and made a plan,
To get out of this foreign land.  

After the Priest's last speech,
The family would leave for an European beach.
But the doctor found this out,
And boarded a trip on the same route.

But before the family tried to leave,
The priest had some unfinished ends he needed to weave.
He ripped off his shirt and there on this chest,
A ****** scarlet "A" just like the one on Hester's breast.

A scarlet letter "A",
To separate night from day,
To make Arthur pay.
We'll see what society has to say,
Will faith be broken, nay.

The priest then died right there,
Giving all the town people a scare.
The doctor had never got his full pay pack,
The purpose of life, he now lacked.

Now for the good news you will hear,
The doctor died within the next year.
Pearl and Hester left that place,
And went back to their home base.

Pearl married a rich man,
Despite being the "devil's brand".
But as for Hester she had returned,
To the place that she yearned.

Back to Boston where she was labeled,
But this time the scarlet letter "A",
Didn't mean "Adulteress",
It meant "Able".    

A scarlet letter "A",
To separate night from day,
To make Hester pay.
She changed what society had to say,
With her spirit, she had created her own way.
Basically a poem version of a summer reading book I had to read and pretty much my best byproduct of procrastination. All credit to the author and the story he told of course.
Aug 2011 · 1.1k
Seeing Cards
Wuji Aug 2011
The future to you, so foggy.
And you want to see right through.
Your eyes become so groggy,
That your mind has it's self a coup.

Just yesterday,
You knew what to do.
But now due to your silly cards,
New options seem to come to.

You put your destiny,
In these simple playing cards.
The cards aren't supposed to predict the future,
Or tell you who you are.

Seeing cards, seeing cards,
What do you see?
I see the future looking back at me,
As I add the card's stories in,
My life starts to be filled with sins.  

They are pictures on paper,
that tell a story.
The ideas on the cards are starting to **** her,
And it's making me worry.  

What we have is so great,
I wouldn't trade it for the world.
We seem to be soul mates,
Why must you make these feeling twirled?

Whenever you look at those cards,
You will always see,
Sharp sinister shards,
That'll try to keep you away from me.  

Seeing cards, seeing cards,
What do you see?
I see the future looking back at me,
As I add the card's stories in,
My life starts to be filled with sins.  

I ask you to look past these,
Seeing cards.
They'll plague your mind with disease,
And keep us away by yards.

Don't base your life,
On these cards.
Put destiny in your own hands,
Avoid the make believe guards.

Seeing cards, seeing cards,
What do you see?
I see the future looking back at me,
As I add the card's stories in,
My life starts to be filled with sins.

I ask you to discard,
Those so called Seeing Cards.
Your destiny is yours, no person or card should tell you otherwise.
Aug 2011 · 2.6k
How To Conquer Death
Wuji Aug 2011
People die everyday,
Once they die for their sins they will pay.
Like actors in a play,
They leave the stage at the close of the day.

But what of the actors that stay,
The ones who's hair have turned gray?
The old ship captain forever watching over the bay?
The dog that eternally remains a stray?

What if they had conquered death,
By committing the ultimate theft?
By stealing life to prolong the woe,
Just by eating a fallen crow.

Eat a crow,
And you will know,
How to play the main role,
In your own show.
You will conquer death,
Be better then all the rest!
In fact you'd be the best,
If you just eat the crow.

It gets better I assure you,
You don't even need to make a stew.
Who even knew,
That eating it raw will do?

Just find one on the ground,
In fact find a bunch and make a mound.
Luckily for us crows can be found,
All year round.

You know you want to conquer Death.
Come on you kleptomaniac, commit the theft.  
Steal some life to prolong the woe,
Eat the ******* crow.

Eat a crow,
And you will know,
How to play the main role,
In your own show.
You will conquer death,
Be better then all the rest!
In fact you'd be the best,
If you just eat the crow.

Eat a crow,
Eat a crow,
Eat a crow,
Conquer Death and eat a crow.

It worked for me,
It'll work for thee.
I am not as old as can be,
I am almost sixteen.

Haven't died yet,
So does that mean I've conquered Death?
I ate the crow,
How could I have said no?

Eat a crow,
And you will know,
How to play the main role,
In your own show.
You will conquer death,
Be better then all the rest!
In fact you'd be the best,
If you just eat the crow.
Thank you Sara Nicole Gagnon, our conversion on crows inspired me to right this. I still don't get why you are frightened by such an elegant bird.
Aug 2011 · 997
Your Sins Are My Wins
Wuji Aug 2011
Life is my beer,
And I get drunk everyday.

Happiness is my drug,
And I've been ****** for years.

Music is my greed,
And I'm always hungry for more.

Friendship is my envy,
And I'm envied by all.

Logic is my ego,
And I am as egotistical as they get.

Peace is my wrath,
And with my wrath comes peace.

She is my lust,
And I am forever loved.
Seven Deadly Sins.
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