#boom
One apparently normal day
Mr Guy Fawkes sat on his stool
Eating his curds and whey
When into his head popped an idea
Perhaps through his good right ear?
It said
As follows
Blow up that big pompous, stupid building full of big pompous stupid people!
And he said
..Okay!
So he thought up a plan
A pretty clever one at that!
A gunpowder plot
With lots of TNT!
Hehe!
But some complete d*ck
Done dobbed him in!
And for that he was hanged, or somethin'
And now we MUSTN'T forget what Mr Guy Gunpowder did,
In case those normal thoughts creep in.
Nov 19, 2025
Nov 19, 2025 at 12:26 PM UTC
We think, we feel our minds
boundaries extending as we
attempt a weforming knowing
whistling softly to fill a sphere,
and think a world in that sphere,
with wind breathe-ed
by everybody
settling as words, easily thinkable
aspiring to inspire peace where none is.
Poetic mimicry, certain steps
and rythms certain to incite joy,
among those who know the moves,
among those who watch, not knowing
why did we learn about dancing around
Maypoles if in root state in never meant a thing.
In villages, we sapiens have lived centuries,
whole histories have we to share, as we develop
the consciousness needed to access essential info.
Letters and numbers and stories of solutions found,
banned are all defenders of the faithful founder's
cause and instigations… prodding pointedly, go on,
be a man, slay an enemy for the cause, just do it,
that's the victorious chosen warrior spirit, only believe
believe the grownups who win your trust, child,
beware believing lies, we trust your angel
to lead you away, precept by precept,
until all your core cubby holes
for self-expression, hold you safe on sound doctrine,
that state's official obligation to life on earth as livable,
peaceably, as much as possible, unto death if dying does
good, makes undeniably sacred self-evident faith, as
mankind's gift for assigning worth to things made true
by experience lived through worth the effort, finally,
after all the therapies, the awareness, emerging, budding
branches of what I was told to think about while praying,
Heaven on Earth, I was told to believe I have those things
for which I earnestly contend, as promises made me, freely
mine by being of the curious kind, who reckoned I oughta ask,
for more confidence in my handiworks value at market, in mind,
just thinking, cost to read my ramblings, value to take away,
we may imagine all mankind has ever known at once,
is being known as we imagine we all know our parts/
Nov 15, 2025
Nov 15, 2025 at 7:00 PM UTC
Stages
Youre Blind
Gold Flakes
****
Whered E Go?
Rebirth
Father Time
Tik Tok
The Clock
Time by Time
Creating Life
Boss "A New Word"
ABC isnt old enough
Face the Isle
A I
E I
Whoo Rhaaa
Saaa
Baaa
Daaa
Maa
Waaa
Woke
Lair Under-Ground
Launch
My Woman
2 Hott
Fallout
Fall N
On Command
Turns Around
On-Top
Drop A Bombshell
Growing Gardens
Picking veggies
Eating Fruits
Spreading Jam
Eradicating Disease
Mandate Puff A Gone
Might be 5 Mo
The Next Day
Same Situation
A calculator
Says
Add The Rhyme
Cooked no base
Cakes
Mar 5, 2024
Mar 5, 2024 at 7:36 PM UTC
1-2-1-2-When you have pollen allergies,
Your first reaction when you sneeze isn't to chop down all the trees;
it's to move out of the breeze,
you see.
Jun 11, 2021
Jun 11, 2021 at 10:37 AM UTC
Don't call me a volcano,
I don't want to be a volcano!
Sometimes active,
Mostly dormant,
A stiff peak with indigestion,
Birthing igneous isles
across the seas,
Starving for eruption,
Hardening.
Waiting.
Call me a hurricane,
Say it with a tremble.
Never expect me,
Dread my return.
Never dormant,
Always hungry,
Carving my path,
Landmass by landmass,
Conquering, Striding,
Devastating.
Get your facts straight
Before you call me a disaster.
Apr 12, 2021
Apr 12, 2021 at 1:38 PM UTC
I was back in my prison-- the four walls of my room.
Emotions were shooting like pistols.
My head is about to go boom.
Feb 4, 2021
Feb 4, 2021 at 11:56 AM UTC
you are probably asking,
why boom?
well, let me tell you,
boom is an explosion of letters
boom is a form of speaking
boom is a thunder
boom is a resonant sound
boom is a Deep... LOUD sound
boom might be a boomer
might boom be bad?
might it be a bomb?
is boom that idea you've been looking for?
is it a reaction?
boom...
Did someone get hurt
May 18, 2020
May 18, 2020 at 3:52 PM UTC
Stomping on the ground
BOOM
Yelling, yet no sound
BOOM
I wear my invisible crown
BOOM
So unnoticed by the crowd
Yet on the inside I’m screaming
I have personality!
Boom
Boom
Boom
Look over here
A person needing help
Come to my aid
Before I’m buried by my shell
I cry out loud
When someone appears before my eyes
I reach out my hand
But i’m stopped yet again
My mind- is yelling
ButI I think
“My heart tells no lies”
And so the tune continues on
Boom Boom Boom!
Dec 3, 2019
Dec 3, 2019 at 5:08 PM UTC
Time to stop judging
Best to confess
Hiding behind your SOS
Feelings of others you ignore
Drama and chaos you adore
With your moralistic writes
Acerbic word fights
Sarcastic bites...
Why can't you be nice?
Instead, you play the part fully
As the intellectual bully
Disregarding the tears
Throwing misspelled word spears
Wielding grammar hammers
Pouncing when someone stammers
Hey, Bro! Don't you even know
What time it is?
Time to stop judging
Best to confess
Hiding behind your SOS
Feelings of others you ignore
Drama and chaos you adore
With your moralistic writes
Acerbic word fights
Sarcastic bites...
Why can't you be nice?
You say you're a godly player
But you're really a Sibboleth slayer,
An ill will conveyor,
Grand total naysayer,
Once you went away but then came back
Unbelievable, you're even more whack!
Hey, Bro! Don't you really know
What time it is?
Time to stop judging
Best to confess
Hiding behind your SOS
Feelings of others you ignore
Drama and chaos you adore
With your moralistic writes
Acerbic word fights
Sarcastic bites...
Why can't you be nice?
TONEY OUT - BOOM!
Nov 7, 2019
Nov 7, 2019 at 11:21 AM UTC
Letter Box: ‘Why does nobody comes this way’?
Me: ‘Maybe, they prefer an email’?
Letter Box: ‘Really? That means I am no more needed’.
Me: Not really! Maybe, they need you for registered posts only.’
Letter Box: ‘Well, what is an email’?
Me: ‘It is an electronic message that is instant moving from one gadget to another’.
Letter Box: ‘Oh, so it is faster than me. It is instant that is why I am discarded.’
Me:’ You are not discarded. You are just less used these days’.
Letter Box: ‘It is instant and faster but can one feel the touch of the paper? Can a mother touch the words written by her son and feel the warmth of his affection? Can a father embrace the letters drenched in his daughter’s tear who is miles away? Can all this be possible in an email’?
Me: ‘No, not at all. But you know what the world has changed now. And maybe, you did not notice. There are more people on gadgets than in the garden, where you are place’.
Letter Box: ‘I know as there are no footballs that hit me anymore. There is no one who looks at me – waiting for that one letter eagerly. They just pass by me – as if I do not exist. Oh, it hurts, it really hurts so much’!
Me: ‘You are still needed, and that is why you are still here.’
Letter Box: ‘Maybe, but still I wait for that football to hit me, and that postman to unlock. I still wait’!
Jun 25, 2019
Jun 25, 2019 at 7:35 AM UTC
A feeling
Stirring
Beating
Buh-boom buh-boom
A dance
Partners
Warming
One two one two
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 10:28 AM UTC
Ticking Tocking never stopping
Beeping Booping always bopping
Never stopping, always going
Ticking Tocking Beeping Booping
Sliding Slipping never ending
Scratching Scrawling always working
Never ending always weeping
Sliding Slipping Scratching Scrawling
Clicking Clacking never ceasing
Flipping Flashing always blending
Never ceasing always numbing
Clicking Clacking Flipping Flashing
Pulling Praying never halting
Wanting Wishing always failing
Never halting always craving
Ticking Sliding Clicking Pulling
Apr 7, 2019
Apr 7, 2019 at 4:32 PM UTC
Listen.
I need to talk.
Had been hoping you would
Walk beside me, hold my hand,
Watch my back as I do yours.
This self destructive cycle
Has me spinning in circles
Madness on a rats wheel
Roller coaster riding
As sanity flits like a flutterby
Just outside my reach
No wonder I don’t remember
Why would I want to?
I am beside myself and
Apart from you
Pleading on deaf ears
For a moments peace
Pressure release before I
Implode. Boom.
Just like that.
Boom boom.
Mar 7, 2019
Mar 7, 2019 at 7:46 AM UTC
"Aight, so boom..."
@desire.is.dope
2-26-19
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Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 8:53 AM UTC
Gloom! Gloom! Gloom!
I can't see the Room for the Gloom
Is there anything else in this Room...
but Gloom ?
How can I bloom with all this Gloom
in the Room ?
How can I find my Vroom Vroom ?
I start a poem "Too soon! Too soon!"
And then it stops
And then there's Gloom
Fetch me a Broom that I might sweep
away all this Gloom
If only there was something else in the
Room... if only.
Doom! Doom! Doom!
How did you get in the Room ?
Who let the Doom in ?
The Doom is in the Room... Again!!!
Doom! Leave the Gloom alone
Doom!! Put the Gloom down
Doom!!! I'm warning you now!
Shall I fume, shall I fume ?
Locked in here with the Gloom and
Doom
No! I shan't fume
They'd only say he's too far goon
(ouch!)
What I need is a boom, a big big
Boom!
A Big Bang a boom boom Boom!
A Boom BOOM enough to fill the
whole Room
With that kind of BOOM!
I could take off to the Moon
Then I'd sing a different tune
There'd be no more Gloom and Doom.
But then, where would they go, what
would they do
Poor old Gloom and Little Doomy
They'd be out there in the cold with
nowhere to go
Lost without any Roomy
They'd be looking in the window at me
all sad and teary
My poor Old Gloom and my poor Little
Doomy.
No! I love my Old Gloom and, I love
my Little Doomy
I know what I'll do
I'll put the Boom in my Room with my
Gloom and my Doom
And then we'll all have ourselves a
HUGE party
A Big Blooming Booming Gloomy
Doomy
A Big Bang a Bang a Boom Boom
Boomy Doomy
We'll all have a Ball in no time at all
Down at the Old Gloom and Doomy.
Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 5:15 PM UTC
It's Friday night,
a still blue dark eyed sky
a band plays
It's years removed from the time I wrote about
the bells and how they swing
in the tower to my left
I still hear them
how they cling cling BANG
and I am with you
and I am alone
tomorrow is coming
and in two years I'll be here with the bells
cling cling BOOM
and there will be a woman or a man
sipping on coffee
or speaking
softly, and the bells
cling cling BANG
Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 5:33 PM UTC
She was original,
wasn't she?
She made your heart
go boom
as soon you laid
eyes on her,
her gorgeous hair,
her gorgeous ****
eyes staring into your soul
wishing you'd love her
more than you ever could.
Love is dangerous,
so is she,
watch out,
she'll come running
back
stabbing you
in the throat
for words
you held back
as you fell in
love with her.
Such a pity
that this is only
imaginary.
Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 7:49 AM UTC
Oof
Ow
You got me.
What now
Tss
Ah
What a
crushing
blow.
Mm
Yah
You showed me
Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 11:06 AM UTC
the overground, the
boom-boom, boom-boom,
the repetitive rhythm
of youth, of you, of
your hands between my thighs,
of yellow-golden-brown
sun stains on the wall,
of yawns interrupted by kisses.
that train lulled me to sleep,
it opened my heart and
it broke me, silently,
into a saltwater version of truth;
where am i? what am i
supposed to be doing here?
why can't i see you?
i scream into my pillow
these rhetorical tortures
until my throat is numb and
my head feels like
that train;
boom-boom. boom-boom. boom-boom.
May 1, 2018
May 1, 2018 at 9:01 PM UTC
Ill ***** my guts out with one more word from you
Itll leak to my feet like a bottle of shampoo.
Tears from the young me reappear on my face
But those howls ill keep someplace safe.
This ring is from someone that loves me
But it burns my finger til i set it free.
If im here just to save you from lonliness
Well sorry i cant save something i cant caress.
If i told you what you old me
I bet youd have run and run and run to flee
But jokes on you cos you came back to this
But my old heart and my new heart cannot coexist
Everytime you broke me down then asked me back
Well lets just say that the heart i had for you will never be fully intact
Sep 22, 2017
Sep 22, 2017 at 11:21 PM UTC