#genie
I love my parents, but they’re out of it.
For high school graduation, they gave me a gift.
A genie, three wishes, you get the gist.
A big responsibility for an eighteen-year-old kid.
What should I wish for? Well, I don’t know!
Beginning of summer, maybe I’ll wish for snow?
First semester of college, but I don’t wanna go.
Maybe I’ll wish to already know.
Know English, Spanish, math, science, and more,
But I’d rather know what’s on the ocean floor.
Why not cure cancer? Because it seems like a chore.
No, what I really want is the one I adore!
Genie, I wish for my perfect girl.
The most beautiful one in the whole world.
Give me a stunner, one that I can twirl.
Genie said wait, don’t give that a whirl.
I am all powerful, all knowing too.
So I know a secret, one about you.
Now don’t deny it, for you know it’s true.
You don’t like girls, or “doing the do”.
You, kid, are gay. Trust me, I’m the genie.
So don’t ask for a taco when you really want ******
Mar 7, 2025
Mar 7, 2025 at 9:39 PM UTC
NOTE: THIS IS NOT POEM!! Just Humor. Little Humor I just came up with today!! Morrow of the Story is, He's not Dead He's just gone.
A Genie told a Girl one Day.
I will Grant you 3 wishes!!
She replies:
3 wishes?
The genie: Yes Three wishes!!
Okay she said
Since her Ex wouldn't
Leave her Alone!
(Crying about come on
Baby let's work it out)
The Genie replied Again:
So, what are your 3 Wishes?
She replied:
I wish you VANISHED!!
I wish you GONE!!
I wish you LEAVE ME!!
THE HELL ALONE!!
FOREVER!!
The Genie Blinked his eyes and leaned forward and said
WISH GRANTED!!!
The Next few days there were Flyers of his face posted on Light poles with MISSING!!! At the bottom.
B.R.
Date: 10/19/2022
Oct 19, 2024
Oct 19, 2024 at 5:08 PM UTC
He boulders down the cave.
Tries to navigate by feel,
in the darkness of night.
Head splits open,he sails limp like a leaf,
A miscalculation made from traversing
In the absence of light.
Deja vu-he stirs wake-
the magic lamp in his sight:
The thing he sacrificed it all for.
He rubs it at once.
A djinn reveals itself on the barren,cave floor.
"Thrice wishes granted, and no more."
Clearing his throat the man spoke.
"I'm a poor man.
I crave the allure of being rich.
but I'm no fool!
so I'll ask of you more than this.
Give me sight to see all things-as gods do!
my genie,this,I wish of you."
The djinn nods,
A first wish comes true.
the man is omniscient.
He learns he is to die in a minute or two.
Backed down,yet,
already fond of the idea of eternal youth,
he pipes up,
"I've prepared my wish number two!
make me immortal,
so I may live long like gods do!
my genie,this, I wish of you."
the djinn nods his head,
The second wish comes true.
The man is pinned by a boulder.
An earthquake collapsed his escape.
He can see the truth of all things-while he waits.
won't be free for 2,000 days.
Save for the only thing he can't see
is what wish the djinn...would make.
"Tell me what you would wish,
my genie, this, I wish of you."
But the djinn doesn't nod his head.
Instead.
Comes near.
slithering words like a serpent,
Into the man's ear.
"This is the one wish I can't grant.
If you wish to be privy to my soul,
You must willingly give it to me.
You know when your time trapped
will elapse.
Give up your last wish
once let loose from calamity.
When you are unburdened by that boulder,
you ALONE will know the whims of a genie."
2,000 days pass.
The man is at last free.
"My genie,this, I give to thee.
my last wish, now,
make your dreams come true!
For over five years I've waited,
wishing to see...
your mind is the only secret in the universe
denied to me."
"Three wishes.
three chances to find the truth within.
You lent me your last wish:
You foolish wish-maker;
You never realize how this all will end.
As I've done each time from before,
for my wish we start over,
I return it once more to how it begins.
this time-loop is the price you will always pay,
for trying to peer into the soul of a djinn."
"One of us stuck in a lamp.
The other stuck in a cave.
Two lives trapped forever,
because we're both stuck in our ways.
We could have wished ourselves out,
but we are ego-slaves:
We only want what we want
with each wish we are gave."
"Your words approximate reality:
So call me genie or djinn.
We go round and round the wheel,
over and over again.
Three chances to change the outcome.
Each time you fail you're undone,
by each wish, realizing too late:
there's nothing to truly be won.
Eclipse- twist, tears.
hubris rips apart your humanity.
Burns out your decency.
like exposed skin
on the surface of the the sun."
"How can you learn how to unbecome?
Free yourself from what pride has done?
Even the gods are trapped like us.
Each caged in by the rules
of their own rigid plan.
Everyone wishes to be like the gods;
no one ever wishes to be a better man."
"Understand this one truth
and you will no longer feel powerless:
"Truth Is the difference
between shadows and silhouettes."
-
Jun 14, 2023
Jun 14, 2023 at 5:31 AM UTC
I told the genie i wanted my family to be happy.
Then I started fading.....
Mar 16, 2021
Mar 16, 2021 at 3:25 PM UTC
I sit before this bottle trapped in paralyzing fear
Remembering a prophecy once told to me in a previous year
An Oracle once said to me that upon my endeavors I'd find a Genie
To not be fooled and that I must think freely
That I'd be her master but really her servant
To proceed with caution and be vigilantly observant
That she'll try to trick me into falling in love
And under her magic I'd be blindly trapped of
That she'd look like the woman of my dreams far more beautiful than a model
But you can't marry a Genie even if you polish the bottle
It's been over a century since the last time she was active
From the bottle to which she's eternally held captive
That I wouldn't ask for my wishes to be made real
But instead with her I'd attempt to strike a deal
I tried to throw it away
But it found its way back to me
I tried to move away
But its like the bottle only followed me
Seems I have no other option but to fulfill this prophecy
With that lingering fear that she'll get the best of me
Nov 12, 2020
Nov 12, 2020 at 5:03 AM UTC
Clink clink clink! Out thou comest little genie
Broken is mine heart, not one time but three
So grant me three a wish and may that be
Fly aloft and take these ****** tears with thee
Mine keen eyes captured by the hands of doom
guts wrenched in light of mephistopheles' gloom
A dark solo rider in hue of a hero assumed
Beguiled the young heart is now encaged, entombed
Lo! Take the glass heart and travel afar
Drop it where hungry vultures and eagles are
Pour my light into his blackness like a shining star
Pour it to the end of his every remaining cigar
seek me then in the lands of madness within
Resting as the corpse bride I always have been
Jan 18, 2020
Jan 18, 2020 at 3:34 PM UTC
I'm searching for a genie at the bottom of every bottle.
But three wishes will only last a little while.
So I'll just sit and sip on my own sorrow,
But you know I'm still going to try again tomorrow.
I'm searching for some rhyme or reason,
Why I'm still here in this mental prison.
Maybe so I'm forced into self-reflection.
But you know I'm stuck in this misdirection.
I'm searching for a mountain at sea level.
Hardly a man and more of a scarecrow.
I look like a person but I'm **** near hollow.
But you know you're a mountain and I'm just a pebble.
Jun 21, 2019
Jun 21, 2019 at 11:55 AM UTC
I put my hands in my pockets,
protecting
Whatever can be found inside
I found it!
It was a child in a small red house, and then an apartment, and then in a lamp...
3, 2, 1,
I Am the Genie.
You wished for my health,
You wished for me to stay,
And the last wish
You gave it to me!
But I am not your genie...
I belong to the child,
To the past, to the future... But most importantly,
To the wonderland.
Take your hands out of your pockets!
Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 11:40 PM UTC
A genie came to me in my sleep
And asked me what I wanted most in the world
In my heartbroken drunken sense,
I said "look into my heart and see"
"A broken girl with broken dreams", he replayed
He said he'd give me the man I need
But when you came, you were a wish come true
You wore your heart on your sleeve
And tucked your insecurities behind your ears to show off your grin
"I like you", you shyed
Like a little boy confessing his love
"Love" was a strong word so your heart chose what it could handle
"I like you", your lips curled into themselves, nervously quivering
Your arms were extended out to take all of me in
It broke my heart
I tucked my heart under my matress and danced with my insecurities
I could never love someone like you
I could never bear to lose someone like you
You belonged among the stars.
So that anyone could look into you.
Your heart, your soul, and your beauty.
someone as illustrious and radiant as you
should light someone else's skies
The genie gave me what I wanted
But I see now I don't deserve it
He had played the best game of trickery
And that was betting your heart on me
Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 5:56 AM UTC
Is a genie blue?
such myths are unclear.
Will a genie grant your wishes?
ridiculous or pure.
In a bottled prison,
will a genie stay?
lounging in cramped conditions
will a genie grey?
Be mindful what is wished
watch each word that is missed
Genies tend to twist a promise.
magic fogs ellipse
Dizzy are these questions
certain I must be,
before I set to seek
a genie just for me.
Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 8:15 PM UTC
I’ve lost the bond of a loved one during the journey of finding myself.
I only have myself when I’m not fitting in.
How I’m not giving in to what’s socially acceptable or the traditions when there’s only so much I can give.
I’ve always been an observer but as a child I kept expressions in.
Putting on a stoic face as my depression grows within.
I thought of this just as temporary but then the approach begins again so once again I’m just a kid.
Yearning for that old relationship with my mother and the comfort of a home.
But I'm too different from the rest so I come off as complicated, I’m alone for not being a clone.
Can't find happiness of my own,
I've never felt so obligated.
My mind never focuses on that.
Not merely since everything in my environment has my mind on different paths but never fulfilling anything.
Never accomplishing what I go after, how I drop everything I pick up.
My failures seems to come back to back from one another playing *** for tat.
Most things that come to me never last.
Unless it's a dark mass or anything traumatising I'm trying to get passed.
Feels like everything in this world is robbing me but I always see it coming, it's unmasked.
Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 6:13 AM UTC
She's a crazy blonde and she's funny
She can do no right and she can do no wrong
An astronaut and a 2000 year old genie
In a bottle and somehow they've to get along
Barbara Eden and Larry Hagman are the stars
Of the show hilarious in awkward moments
"Is my master upset with me?" She always asks
Yet coy when he can get whatever he wants
Winks and nobs transformed in the blink of an eye
Appear or disappear "your wish is my command"
Or "master I'm at your service." She'd say but sly
Pony tailed girlish genie often can't comprehend
Master's orders disobeyed as he acts a fool
Uncorrupted innocently gazed hands in my chin
On deserted island genie ******** clad beautiful
I was too young to know to wish for to imagine
Nov 25, 2017
Nov 25, 2017 at 9:59 AM UTC
In our land of golden wattle,
I'll unstopper a bottle,
Uncork a magic genie,
Appearing cute and teeny,
She looks quite delicious,
Granting us three wishes
For Oz, quite ambitious,
What'll we wish for today?
In this magical genie way,
First, let's wish for full employment,
Then, an end for our youth deployment
In the Middle East, futile beast,
Last, we'll all wish for global peace,
Our wishes the genie does release,
I shall unstopper this magic bottle,
For our land of golden wattle!
Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 12:17 AM UTC
I am a hurricane,
Bottled,
All roaring, blind rage
And swirling, soaring highs.
I destroy,
I make the waters rise up
Like Noah’s Flood,
And I won’t tell you
Not to be scared.
I am the genie,
Freed,
And I promise
Never to take an oath I won’t break.
I lie,
And play games
You don’t know the rules to,
And I’m the one who’ll tell you –
Be unafraid.
Come;
Let me show you my world,
Let yourself get swept away.
You wished for me;
Here I am.
Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 9:47 AM UTC
I rubbed a lamp, like the stories
The genie inquired of my wish
Pausing for half a second, I said
"My first wish is to be fearless."
My second wish, I made days later
Making sure I could come up with the right phrase
I told the bottled phantom "I wish
For acceptance and peace through man's race."
For my third and final wish
From this realm of infinities
I asked that I could have the power
To travel anywhere that I please
Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 7:07 PM UTC
As the sound of her footsteps diminish in proportion to her figure
her shadow lengthens across the street
The horizon eats everything and I am always on the inside
from that same hunger I yell, please.
/
She told me a secret
Now I make maps from empty pages
and hide my poetry in her
I believe in nothing else
/
In the emptiest hours of evening
through an open window to your kitchen
stray animals are lured by the scent of flavours they've never tasted
and I knock on your door hoping you are not home
/
In spite of the chemicals
and circumstances that we are
I kiss the stars and lose my place
upon the pages you are writing
/
I long to be collecting
on your tongue
like snowflakes
like secrets
/
I see now
how
after the third try
a genie fails to complete
what comes naturally
in your arms
/
childhood is a secret we'll remember someday;
for the heroes we were, for the monsters we saved
/
hope everything falls out of your pockets
hope you arrive at the gates empty handed
hope they can forgive you for arriving empty
Jul 7, 2014
Jul 7, 2014 at 12:33 PM UTC
If my wish were your command
What would I wish for?
A new life, a new past, a new family, a new body?
I wouldn't wish, no, not for a thing
Because without what has happened to me, I would not be the same
Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 1:05 PM UTC
Floating with a neon cross
I plug your neon holes.
I gross our incomes both
But watch you do it up your nose.
I wish you knew how much those boys just
want to *** on you then leave.
Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 10:48 PM UTC