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mumu Jun 2018
She woke up from a nightmare
A strange Prince was toung tying his lips to her
She never wanted to be engaged
So she poisoned the king and killed everybody at her young age
When the poor Prince arrived to save her
She throws some gas and put him on fire!
She says "Prince are not my interest,"
"I just want to sleep and have a beauty rest"
mumu May 2018
For her to find true love
She trade her voice for a feet
Thought she's going to walk the aisle with the prince
She got rejected, he marry other instead
So she cut his tongue and bring with her
To redeem her tails again,
She sew her legs with the Prince flesh
She swam all the way to her home
She may not loved back
But she's happy to have him.
mumu May 2018
She was the fairest of them all.
After she ran away from the ******, queen's brother
She found the seven dwarfs, took care of her
But they want her eyes, so their neck, she sliced
Stabbed the old woman who gave her apple
Now in her hands are rope
Place it on the prince's neck and *****
Tounge tying his lips on her dummy's course
She found it so gross!
She's Snow White, not pure at all
But still, she is the fairest of them all.
mumu May 2018
In her yellow gown that so bright,
Her most pretty face shines
In her hands she hold a knife
And stabbed everyone—
Everyone that pushes her
To marry the old man in the mansion.
And before she killed the last one,
Her sisters screamed
At the top of their lungs
"You're a beast! You're a beast!"
I wrote this poem about a year ago I guess. It was the time when "Beauty and the Beast" was so hyped and apparently I read a murderous version of the fairytale which is more interesting so I tried to make a sadistic version too. >:-)
mumu May 2018
"What do you want?"
It keeps on repeating
Like the old vinyl I bought yesterday
Enter the University for my parents
Took this course based on my friends
Choose this path 'cause someone says
Did I really want this life
Life like a zombie
Fed by others brain
"What do you want?"
I have the answers in my hand
To write is what makes me happy
To understand you
That's what I really wanted to do
"What do you want?"
Am I late to tell
THIS IS WHAT I WANT.
It makes me sad that it took four years before I finally realized what I really wanted to do in my life and surprise, I'm done with college. And what more awful, reality hits me when this question was asked to me "How about you, what do you want?". I thought, this path and decisions I choose is what I want because I make people around me happy but, it doesn't makes me happy at all. This is not what I want and I wish I really could turn back and pick my decision again. :(
  May 2018 mumu
Lauren Ehrler
I see a pimple
Bright on my face
There are quite a lot
To even trace

They travel down
My neck and back
It really makes
Me feel like crap

There are quite a lot
Of things I hate
Like my short legs
And nose that's not straight

My hands are small
Kinda stubby
I have stretch marks
Around my tummy

Even though I have things I hate
Never would I change

For I love it all
Even my so called 'flaws'

My body is mine
And I'm pretty **** fine
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