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M Sep 2019
What a ******* *******,
you really ******* are.
If ***** were made from hydrogen,
you'd be a ******* star!

Fuel for ******* hatred,
Burning without end.
Ensconced by ******* vacuum,
because you've got no ******* friends.
M Sep 2019
The reason I don't like you,
let me put it into words.
You're a prat, a drain and a hypocrite,
a ****** characterless ****.

You talk,  you talk, you ******* talk
But you never say a thing.
You think that you give speeches
Like Dr. Martin Luther King.

But you don't because your boring,
You bore us all to tears.
Ruining every social event,
by banging on for years.

Bla bla ******* bla bla bla,
your monotone drones on.
You're in love with the sound of your own voice,
while we just want you gone.

So pack your **** up in your soapbox,
And turn your answer machine on.
Then ******* back to snoresville,
or wherever the *******'re from.
M Aug 2019
I said I'd write a poem for you,
Once I got to know you,
And now, I think that I do.

It took some time for your colours to shine,
But now I'm done, so here,
Let me show you.

You are light as the day,
With no hint of dark,
It's all bunnies, princesses and pink.

You bore me to tears,
Like a bar with no beers,
And you certainly can't handle your drink.

You're the arms-length kind,
A mediocre mind,
Fakeness and lies are your craft.

You flutter your eyes,
Like a sneaky tweety-pie,
And all the boys start acting daft.

It can't all be bad,
That would be sad,
Of course, there are nice things to say.

I just don't know what they are,
Not those things in your bra,
I've seen bigger **** in ballets.

You have a nice ****,
a nine, if I'm asked,
But that means that I'd have to say...

If I'm being true,
The best thing about you
Is the sight of you walking away.
I never gave it to her.
Joanna Charis Feb 2019
My heart is now

cold as ice;

I don't want to

hear from you—

or your lies.


We barely even know

each other;

you annoying little punk—

do you want me

to call my father?


Stop pestering me,

I'm not ready

to feel that way.

Swoon me

and I will

mess your day.
I met this guy during a tutoring session when I was still in high school. We both came from different schools so basically he's not a schoolmate of mine.  There's this place for students who can get tutors in different subjects so I was there, studying Algebra and he was studying Mandarin Chinese. We're not really close and I only see him as an "acquaintance". He started to put on this "persona" and tried to act cool in front of me. Like a braggart. And then suddenly he just messaged me asking to be his girlfriend. I told him "no" because I wasn't ready to be in a relationship and also I didn't see him in a romantic way. But he keeps on persisting to the point it really irritated me. I then realized that he just wanted to use me and to boast to his friends in school that he finally has a girlfriend. I told him that he was ludicrous and also to find someone else to be his girlfriend. I never talked to him again.
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