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Al-Farouk Mar 2017
Surprising surprise.

Stealthily it comes
Sluggishly it erupts
Feared was i
Scared was i
Surprised I was
Its the suprising surprise.

No sooner had i seen it
Than i got shocked,
Shocked to the embers of
Fear.
That was alarming
Sirens all over my head
Its disturbing
This surprising surprise.

I got my self up
Ready for the surprising surprise
I am ready, i say.
Ready to bottom of my life
Please give me the surprise
Surprising me.
Its the surprising surprise.

Hey world!
Here is the surprising surprise.
So surprising to surprise you also.
Please forgive me in advance
Please sit on a firm sit
And wait shortly for the surprise.
Its the surprising surprise.

Okay! You know what?
I have nothing to say..


Isn't it a surprising surprise?
Yes it is.
Laughters upon you
And that was my
Surprising surprise.
Apple juice Feb 2020
Surprise surprise
Daddy didn’t show
Daddy doesn’t care
Daddy doesn’t know
Daddy does care
Daddy knows best
Then why does daddy make empty promises?
Daddy says this
Daddy says that
Daddy buys us gifts
To make up for what he missed
Daddy met a girl
She was daddies world
Next thing you know she replaces daddies little girl
What used to be daddies girl grew up in an empty world
No longer daddies only girl
Daddy left her all alone
No daddy to buy us gifts
No daddy to see his kids
Momma took the blame when daddies girl misbehaved
Daddy had no part in his little girls birthdays
What once was daddies girl
Became a lonely world just a reminder of what used to be daddies girl
Surprise surprise
Daddy isn’t here
Let it be up to daddies to up and disappear
Daddy says funny things
Funny things about wedding rings
Daddy has a lot of flings whatever that means
Momma and daddy don’t get along
Daddy’s mean to momma when momma does something wrong
Mommas mean to daddy when bills aren’t met
Daddy buys gifts for other girls that’s why we’re in debt
Daddy’s mean to momma
Daddy makes momma cry
Daddy’s mean to momma until sunrise
Daddy slams the door
What was that for?
Daddy went to the store
Why is momma torn?
Momma says daddy has another little girl one to buy toys for one with daddy’s curls
What was wrong with this daddies girl?
Why did daddy decide to give up his whole world
Momma said things will get better
But this little girl turned sour and bitter
Surprise surprise
Daddy didn’t show
Daddy said he’ll be watching from the front row
Daddy’s little girl practiced every day till dawn
Just so she could show daddy her moves were spot on
The curtains about to rise
I don’t see daddy what a surprise
The shows about to start
Daddy’s gonna miss my part
Daddy said he’ll be there
Daddy doesn’t lie
Daddy will be here in no time
About to go on stage now
There she goes with her little crown
“Why is that pretty girl wearing a frown?”
Daddies a no show
So this little girl turned stone cold
There’s momma in her pretty gown
Too bad daddy isn’t here to see
How pretty mommy can be
What can you do
Daddy doesn’t stay true
Surprise surprise
Daddy isn’t home
Mommas sitting here waiting by the phone
I’m getting sleepy
But mommas still sitting here weeping
Uh oh what to do
Daddy came home with the reak of b.ooze
What can you do
What did I do wrong? There’s no telling
Daddy won’t stop yelling
Daddy’s getting meaner
Where’s mommy when I need her
Daddy won’t get off of me
Daddy, why are you on top of me?
Surprise surprise
Daddies little prize
Grew up in a web of lies
Poor daddies girl in a lonely world
No daddy to love
No daddy to hug
Just a mean daddy
Who takes off her p.a.n.tees
Surprise surprise
This daddy is no daddy of mine
Let this be true
That all daddies can fool you
During dark times while in residential i discovered the coping skill of poetry and this..this is my favorite out of every piece I bring to life this one takes me and exposes the most vulnerable parts of my Inner being and now I share with you something that holds so much truth.
Marley Fritel  Mar 2019
Surprise
Marley Fritel Mar 2019
By: Marley Fritel

Surprise surprise gleamed her honest eyes,
for a day of bliss and love shot by.
I’m the target down range, yet far from the center.
Whos pessimism looms like the fly.

Surprise surprise morns my solemn mind,
as that day drew colder so did I.
In life's game of questions, I carefully mention,
That just part of us can die.

Surprise surprise with a taste of time,
Your happiness turns to a crumbling climb.
To whom you owe the greatest debt,
Be those in deaths sublime.

Surprise surprise echoes natures chime.
It’s choices governed in sanctioned lines.
For all who read will reconsider
Their path will change with time.
feeling sorry for myself again,
surprise surprise, I think a lot
they say don't it's bad for you,
surprise surprise, I wonder still
feeling sorry for myself again,
like some crack-addled *****
frustration at every turn, as I see
the corridors of my mind; a dead end
every time, and maybe the migraines
are a true sign of recent times
pain for days, a complete sense of contempt
seeing myself so low, I must mount my eyes
high up in the trees, stitched into leaves
to look down on everything so

feeling sorry for myself again,
surprise surprise, I think a lot
they said don't it's bad for me,
surprise surprise, I wonder still
feeling sorry for myself again,
like some lonesome lowlife
I understand the kettle's whistle,
tormented and brought to boiling point,
tortured by the very talents that give it purpose
am I a kettle or a joke to you?
pain for days, a complete sense of contempt
seeing myself so low, I must mount my eyes
high up in the trees, stitched into leaves
to look down on everything so
Not much to say lately, I do miss myself though
Turtle Eyes  Dec 2014
Surprise
Turtle Eyes Dec 2014
You don't think you can surprise me, but you surprise me with how I beautiful I think you are everytime I see you,
You surprise me with how much I miss you everytime we part ways,
You surprise me with how much you mean to me every waking minute,
You surprise me with how much I want you every throbbing second,
You surprise me with how much I love you and how much you mean to me Everytime I think if you.
It stills blows my mind how one person can affect another in such a positive way so strongly! I love you catastrophically and thank you for being my sweet surprise!
Idiosyncrasy  Jul 2018
surprises
Idiosyncrasy Jul 2018
To you
I was never really fond of surprises
Then you came
The day I met you
I was glad to have found someone I get along with
That wasn’t the surprise
The surprise was when you first cheered my name
And how I wanted you to cheer me all the way
I wasn’t surprised when you walked me home
What surprised me was when I didn’t feel home when you walked away
So for many weeks or months
My heart jumps because of the surprise of you in everyday
So for many weeks or months
I wasn’t sure
And that’s not knew
I think I was never really certain of anything
Wait
I was never really certain of anything until there was you
And it’s funny how one I’m very sure of
Still surprises me
Like the night you tucked my hair behind my ear
Underneath the streetlamp
No brighter than you who have given light
In the past few months of chaos
Your eyes shined like they wanted to stay
It wasn’t surprising when you asked me if I like you, the next day
But I was surprised because, “I like you,” was all you wanted to say
The first time you said you love me
I wish I’ve said it before you did
I was pretty sure I’ve felt that way a long time ago
And it has been a while since those times
I couldn’t say it was a surprise when we ended
Neither was the fact that I didn’t want it too
It was amazing
How I waited for shooting stars and 11:11s
How I wanted to go back in time and make things better
How I tried to tell you and show you
That some things didn’t change
I still love you
I still love you
I couldn’t say it was a surprise when I stopped hearing that
But I was sure of what a surprise it is when you came back
You showed me what love is
In colors
Wrapped in silver and gold
When you looked at me
I saw what those stories told
In winks and glances
I am not letting go of any more chances
It was not a surprise that my heart still beats the same track
And I will replay over and over
That time you told me, “You’re not alone anymore,”
What a surprise that was right after all this time
When you hugged me
You picked up the pieces I thought were lost forever
You
Yes, you
I am not really fond of surprises
But you were the best yet.
I thought I've posted this already.
R Saba  Nov 2013
surprise me
R Saba Nov 2013
"surprise me"
that's what i wanted to say
ever felt like i held back? well i did
but it's not what you think at all, no wall
hiding unknown i don't love you's
or small problems just waiting to erupt, no
that isn't it, i just wanted to say
"surprise me"

but i never let myself ask
and i truly believe this was the right decision
because i can live with suspense
and with secret resentment
and comfortable silence, but never
never with disappointment
and i know for a fact that "surprise me"
would have surprised you, taken aback
you would have been like a fish out of water
that classic old term, gasping
for the air necessary to comply
and you would have died like that, thrashing out
a clear pattern onto the soft grass, spelling
"sorry"

and maybe this image is too violent
for such a trivial thing
but the fact is, it's like that to me
a life-or-death moment, that question
because if you can't surprise me
"please, anything, do it for me"

if you can't surprise me
then nobody can
and i know you can't
so nobody can

there's gotta be somebody out there
who can surprise me
and I guess that's when I realized we were over
aldo kraas Nov 2021
Surprise surprise surprise
I am one of my father’s children
I am not the youngest one
I am my father’s oldest child
Aldo my father’s  young children
Are  also my brothers
And today they are teenagers
Yes how fast they are growing
I still can’t believe that
Yes one day they will be no longer
Teenagers they will be all adults
Like me
Yes my father made us many years ago
With his holy hands
And we were just babies many years ago
We also know that we are loved by our father
And we also love our father
Many years ago when we were babies
Our father had been very busy looking
After us all day and night
He feed us baby food that was home made
Buy him
Also he had to change our diapers all the time
And that was a horrible work that our father
Had to do
Also our father had to give us all babies
A bath in the bath tub
Then in the afternoon our father had
Put us in our cribs so that we all could
Have our naps
Because babies needs lots of sleep
And at 6 pm all the babies wake up
And get feed again because that is a
Time that they get hungry
And they need to have there dinner
And is our father that feed us
Some baby food that is home made
By our father
And to drink they get some fresh milk
Also my father put as at 8  pm in our
Cribs to sleep for the night
3 months later we had been baptized
By our father
With the holy water
And we never had cried once
aldo kraas Sep 2023
Surprise surprise surprise
I am one of my father’s children
I am not the youngest one
I am my father’s oldest child
Aldo my father’s  young children
Are  also my brothers
And today they are teenagers
Yes how fast they are growing
I still can’t believe that
Yes one day they will be no longer
Teenagers they will be all adults
Like me
Yes my father made us many years ago
With his holy hands
And we were just babies many years ago
We also know that we are loved by our father
And we also love our father
Many years ago when we were babies
Our father had been very busy looking
After us all day and night
He feed us baby food that was home made
Buy him
Also he had to change our diapers all the time
And that was a horrible work that our father
Had to do
Also our father had to give us all babies
A bath in the bath tub
Then in the afternoon our father had
Put us in our cribs so that we all could
Have our naps
Because babies needs lots of sleep
And at 6 pm all the babies wake up
And get feed again because that is a
Time that they get hungry
And they need to have there dinner
And is our father that feed us
Some baby food that is home made
By our father
And to drink they get some fresh milk
Also my father put as at 8  pm in our
Cribs to sleep for the night
3 months later we had been baptized
By our father
With the holy water
And we never had cried once
aldo kraas Sep 2023
Surprise surprise surprise
I am one of my father’s children
I am not the youngest one
I am my father’s oldest child
Aldo my father’s young children
Are also my brothers
And today they are teenagers
Yes how fast they are growing
I still can’t believe that
Yes one day they will be no longer
Teenagers they will be all adults
Like me
Yes my father made us many years ago
With his holy hands
And we were just babies many years ago
We also know that we are loved by our father
And we also love our father
Many years ago when we were babies
Our father had been very busy looking
After us all day and night
He feed us baby food that was home made
Buy him
Also he had to change our diapers all the time
And that was a horrible work that our father
Had to do
Also our father had to give us all babies
A bath in the bath tub
Then in the afternoon our father had
Put us in our cribs so that we all could
Have our naps
Because babies needs lots of sleep
And at 6 pm all the babies wake up
And get feed again because that is a
Time that they get hungry
And they need to have there dinner
And is our father that feed us
Some baby food that is home made
By our father
And to drink they get some fresh milk
Also my father put as at 8 pm in our
Cribs to sleep for the night
3 months later we had been baptized
By our father
With the holy water
And we never had cried once
aldo kraas Aug 2023
Surprise surprise surprise
I am one of my father’s children
I am not the youngest one
I am my father’s oldest child
Aldo my father’s  young children
Are  also my brothers
And today they are teenagers
Yes how fast they are growing
I still can’t believe that
Yes one day they will be no longer
Teenagers they will be all adults
Like me
Yes my father made us many years ago
With his holy hands
And we were just babies many years ago
We also know that we are loved by our father
And we also love our father
Many years ago when we were babies
Our father had been very busy looking
After us all day and night
He feed us baby food that was home made
Buy him
Also he had to change our diapers all the time
And that was a horrible work that our father
Had to do
Also our father had to give us all babies
A bath in the bath tub
Then in the afternoon our father had
Put us in our cribs so that we all could
Have our naps
Because babies needs lots of sleep
And at 6 pm all the babies wake up
And get feed again because that is a
Time that they get hungry
And they need to have there dinner
And is our father that feed us
Some baby food that is homemade
By our father
And to drink they get some fresh milk
Also my father put as at 8  pm in our
Cribs to sleep for the night
3 months later we had been baptized
By our father
With the holy water
And we never had cried once
Mark Jun 2020
A COLOURFUL FRUIT BLAST        
From the 1st diary entry of Stewy Lemmon's childhood adventures.            
            
Hi, my name is Stewy Lemmon and I’m your normal, everyday, friendly, country boy, who lives about 2 hours away from the big city lights. My family’s home is nestled amongst the trees on a hill in a little country village called, 'Shimmerleedimmerlee'.

It's located just a little north west from the famous town of Bearfeet Ridge. Famous of course, because of the mysterious and rarely seen yellow tailed bear family, that is said to inhabit the nearby treed mountain range. The town's people have even given the rarely seen bear family sightings, a nickname called, 'Bearfeet Yellow Tales'.            
              
My family is made up of one much younger brother, named Lemmy; two much older, identical, twin sisters named, Emma and Jemma, and my proud parents, Archie and Flo.            
              
On Christmas day this year, I received a pet mouse as one of my presents. I quickly named him Smoochy, after he suddenly jumped up and kissed me on the cheek, then fell into my top left-hand side pocket. From that moment on, I knew that Smoochy and I, would have such fun times and great adventures together.            
              
This Christmas afternoon was especially hot, so my Mum Flo cut up some healthy and yummy assorted fruit for the family, as a snack and placed it on the table, which was placed in between, the two large trees in the backyard.

I especially love bananas, apples, oranges, grapes and lots of watermelon mixed together in my bowl. I named this creation 'A colourful fruit-blast'. It’s so much fun to eat, although, my little brother Lemmy only likes bananas in his bowl, with a dash of sweet honey.            
              
My two much older identical twin sisters named, Emma and Jemma, love to eat only green celery sticks and plain yogurt on hot days. Smoochy also ate some of my delicious, colourful fruit-blast and even drank a little of my icy, strawberry flavoured, thick shake, through his very own, home-made straw.

My Dad Archie, is very handy at making things out of wood, metal and even plastic and loves to paint unusual designs on whatever he makes. Dad does all of his, building and painting in his unusually built and outrageously painted backyard, outback shed.            
              
So, after he had some of Mum's afternoon fruit snack, Dad built a mouse house, for my grouse, new pet, mouse called, Smoochy. Dad even hand painted it with such colourful flair, from using his artistic nous. But, when I placed Smoochy, into his newly painted, mouse house, the paint wasn't dry enough, and he got yellow paint all over his, oh-so-cute tail.  
  
After my Dad Archie, had finished the grouse, new pet, mouse house, he thought, what could he make for me, as a New Year’s Eve surprise present. He quickly thought of a great idea and headed off to his, unusually built and outrageously painted, outback, backyard shed.            
              
Dad was busy for days, coming and going from his backyard shed and snoring so loudly, while taking short naps on our backyard hammock.            
      
Also, Dad kept taking pieces of Mum's colourful fruit snack, but only very small amounts at a time, from her ever so clean kitchen. Then, sneaking it all back into his, very hard to say shed. You know, the one in the backyard.  
  
My Dad had finally finished building my surprise present, just in time for New Year’s Eve. Then, because we were hosting a party at our house, at about 11.50 pm, my entire family, neighbours, friends, Smoochy and I were all waiting outside, in the backyard for the clock to strike 12.00 midnight.
  
With only 10 minutes to go my Dad, rushed off to his, you know where. Yes that's right, his unusually built and outrageously painted, outback, backyard shed and brought out my surprise. You will never guess what it was, for it was radically recycled, rather refined, remarkably robust and really red. Have you guessed correctly? Anyone? No? Okay, I will tell you what it was. It was my very own really red, reusable, retro rocket.            
              
When I saw the rocket that my dad had built for me, I was over the moon with happiness and I had a smile on my dial, that felt like it was almost as long as about a mile.            
    
All of a sudden, all of my family members, neighbours, friends and I started screaming out 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1. We all shouted out together, at the top of our voices HAPPY NEW YEAR. Then my Dad helped me light my, really red, reusable, retro rocket surprise and we both stood back, to see it take off and fly into the sky. My Dad told me, it was especially built to create, a fireworks display in the night sky and then return back to us. All so we could reuse it again, for next year.
  
All of a sudden, it took off so high into the night sky, I thought my new, radically recycled, rather refined, remarkably robust, really red, reusable, retro rocket surprise, was going to the moon and may never come back down to earth.            
              
But then we heard a loud bang, the top of my rocket separated from the main body of the rocket and exploded into bright colours all over the night sky.            
              
After a while though, my entire family, our neighbours and our friends, felt things dropping onto their clean party attire. People had red blobs on their backs; yellow splats on their shirts and even some on their skirts; small orange flecks on their faces and a few people had small black bits, dropping into their top, left-hand side pockets.            
    
"It's my colourful fruit snack, coming down from the night sky", yelled Mum. So she went searching through the crowd for my Dad. When she found him, he was chuckling with laughter.

He told us all, ‘That he had packed the radically recycled, rather refined, remarkably robust, really red, reusable, retro rocket, full of Stewy's favorite fruit. Also, because fruity, firework explosives would really make the sky, so much more colourful to the eye, and ever so tasty in our mouths’.
              
My Dad wanted to make as many colours as he could for the fireworks display. He used some of Mum's colourful fruit, which included, apples, bananas, watermelons, grapes and oranges.            
              
Even Smoochy was getting hit by the furiously flying, fast falling, fantastically funny, fabulous family fruit by Flo, through the small gaps, in his newly built, freshly painted, grouse, pet mouse, house. It was the best surprise I have ever seen, come out of that unusually built and outrageously painted, backyard, outback shed.            
              
Oh, what a fun and tasty New Year's Eve party we all had, on that, oh, so wonderful and colourful fruit blast of a night, in my little country village of 'Shimmerleedimmerlee'.
© Fetchitnow
20 October 2019.
This children’s fun adventure book series, is only for children from ages, 1-100. So please enjoy.
Note: Please read these in order, from diary entry 1-12, to get the vibe of all of the characters and the colourful sense of this crazy mess.

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