#cocky
You’re angelic.
Sitting there by the window,
The light hits you, gently.
You’re glowing.
Absentmindedly playing with your fingers,
You’ve captivated my attention.
You smirk, side-eyed cocky,
As if you know what you’re doing to me.
You lean back in your chair,
Be careful not to fall.
As you push toward,
I notice the bracelets on you,
Colorful.
You’re something different.
You’re quiet,
But only I can hear you.
Speak,
Let the melodious tune ring.
Let me hear you.
You’re shy,
A gem hidden in the rough.
I see you,
Like no one ever has before.
I feel you,
In a way that no one ever could.
This is different.
I’m in love with an angel,
but I can’t fly.
You won’t fall for me,
I can’t reach that high.
I’m in love with an angel--
And God, I wish I could fly.
Feb 10, 2020
Feb 10, 2020 at 11:55 AM UTC
Boy.
You are atrocious;
You are belligerent.
You cocky thing.
You disgust me.
Boy.
You are revolting;
You are untrustworthy.
You are not deserving of my time.
You are worthless.
Don't you dare come back to me.
I won't let you in.
Don't you dare try for me.
I can't let you in.
Boy.
You are idiotic,
Chaotic,
And the least exotic.
You are flour in the kitchen.
You are dandelions blowing in the wind.
You are useless.
You're the puppet now, and
I hold the strings.
You're the bell,
And I'm the freedom that shall ring.
You are nothing if I say you're nothing.
You're something until I give you something.
I created you.
I designed you.
I gave you life.
Don't you dare make me take it away.
Because, boy, I will.
Nov 23, 2019
Nov 23, 2019 at 11:14 PM UTC
Often times we let our heads
Grow so large that
We cannot fit through the doors
That are opened for us
Sep 8, 2018
Sep 8, 2018 at 8:53 PM UTC
This is a true, but amusing tale,
Hope your laughter does not fail,
'Tis a saga of a cockatoo,
Of life, he held a jaundiced view,
At the going down of the sun,
Cocky embellished his own fun,
And at the rising of each dawn,
Cocky's catharsis our ears did adorn,
The parrot kept talking, none listened to he,
Cocky had such a vivid vocabulary,
All starting with "F...ing C...'s"!
We heard his morning matins, you see,
His vespers were hard to believe,
'Twas sociolinguistic acquisition, prithee,
His jaded look at society,
Swearing is cathartic, but so lazy......
Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 4:00 AM UTC
The battery is dying out
So I leave my phone in the other room
Voices fade to mumbles as I walk out
Just the kitchen floor creaking now
The door shuts after you slip out
Take the water glass from my hand
Lean against the fridge while it fills
We should stay here for a lil
They'll never notice or care
Just you, me, and the water we'll share
I lean my elbow on the cold counter
I dent his confidence with my stare
He breaks my heart with his tongue
Well baby then I'm leaving
A kiss on the cheek is no fun
I'll see you sometime later if you want
My eyes fall as he brushes past
Carelessly hands me the water glass
It splashes on my t-shirt
I watch the drops soak in quickly
They'll dry out eventually
I go back and join the crowd
A house party no longer as loud
Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 12:11 AM UTC
Keep putting on a good front, let the world see that gleaming, brilliant smile you wear so well.
Let the laughter pour out like the drinks that keep sliding towards you on that bar.
Please, continue to be the class clown, make them laugh, make them wonder how you're oh, so, cool.
You put on a good front, babe.
You sure made them believe.
You put on a perfect smile, babe.
You sure let them wonder.
But I know you better then they do.
I know that smile hides sadness and fear of never being perfect.
I know those eyes hide hate for yourself and where you're at in life.
So, go ahead babe, put on that smile you wear so well.
Please let them see you laughing because god forbid they see you cry.
Continue being the confident one because we know the rest of us need a little more help.
Just remember the next time you talk about me, you're just as afraid of failing as I am.
Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 1:11 PM UTC
Have you ever met us?
Guys ***** sensitive and gentle?
So cocky and tricky
With white lies and beautiful poetry
Who melt ladies’ hearts in symmetry?
We’re very clever,
Emotional manipulators
For we know our preys
And how to isolate and conquer
For feasting our hungers later
We know their cravings
Which most common are attention
Tenderness, care and affection
Our calculated moves aid to
Smoothly slide ourselves
Deep in the darkness
Of their hearts
Where lonely dances
We’re cocky and a bit tricky
But never harmful
Because we even cry with them
And feel their pains
When they feel down
We bring them flowers
Endless cuddling and kisses
Overnight phone calls
Or texting and even sexting
We put them on pedestal
Like a beautiful queen
To make them feel like they’re
Residing on a throne
We’re tricky and cocky like hell
But we need some sugar
We use poetry or
Give them a ring or a bell
@yjobiranyc (12/7/2017)
Dec 7, 2017
Dec 7, 2017 at 9:05 PM UTC
Why is it seen as a bad thing when a woman believes that she is beautiful?
My entire life I knew I was pretty.
I never felt like I was beautiful.
When I express to you that I am confident in my looks you say you're done with cocky girls.
Why is this a bad thing?
Why is this not celebrated ?
It took me only a trauma event, an eating disorder and a few bad break ups to feel this way.
And I am happy.
And I am beautiful.
I am beautiful.
Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 11:14 PM UTC
Back to the scrawling pad
a cheap red notebook
wide ruled, with the perforated pages in it
in case I wanna punch one out easily
Those moleskin daze were measly
Thinking I'm creative and potent
but spending two years
to fill those tiny pages
Please, help me
reinvent the feel and manifest it
to real, accomplishment
Songs, verse, or vice grip words
to change a nation with
- to start a new nation with
Bokonon Bhikkhu
hurling Pikachus down from Mt. Olympus
land on the concrete with lemming splat
Get the metaphor?
I don't. Make your own up
I just an absurdest
A poor boy humming Queen
and writing rap atrocities
Nah, the rap "apocalypse"
minus all the apostrophes
Write so much anything anyone says
from now until oblivion
was just quoting me!
Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 12:38 PM UTC
What you know about me?
**Who do you
think I am?**
Realize I'm on a mission-
everything's part
of the plan.
Even
how I breathe,
all these hurdles
I jump with
ease.
Attitude is on that freeze,
if you something
I don't need-
cut you off
with no "please"
Everybody gawkin'
at me.
So
watch how I do this,
like a 1, 2, 3
You countin' all ya wishes,
you a fake emcee.
Just cause you wishin'
don't mean you
make moves like me.
Cause I had the vision
**NOW THIS **** IS ALL I SEE**
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 1:24 PM UTC