"acheivement" poems
Hello wats your name?!?”
It all started with a greeting
She was fine so when she answered it felt like an acheivement.
She seemed so innocent he didn’t kno she was so strategic
That same innocence in her face made him believe it.
Time passed and they got cooler. Not later but sooner she started to manuever
She was an assassin
Her weapon was passion
She used it so flawless
Somethin she caught him off gaurd with
She was a professional bent on teachin him a lesson bro
And he was susceptible to all of the pressure though
See at first he was strong wit it, he couldn’t go wrong wit it.
She knew he was gonna diminish when he realize he was targeted.
He was blunt. Said he dont trust girls cuz he cant throw them that far
But a couple sweet nothings made him lower his guard.
Defenses down he began to believe the things she had to say
He stopped his wrongdoings and crazy acolades
He done heard alot of lies too
Cant tell if her words are true or not
She tell him she been thru alot but **** he been thru alot
It was all to perfect, thought to himself is it worth it, cuz life is worthless if you not working towards perfect.
He thought he was the predator but he was her pray
So he settled in but she wanted it that way
She caught that boy slippin and he fiinally learned his lesson
Left the **** in him dead a pool full of love.the ****** weapon affection.
See fellas if you let a girl **** that **** in you
That ***** you feel is invincible
Just know that same girl you called a ***** or a *** had it planned it was all premeditated ******
Aug 31, 2011
Aug 31, 2011 at 1:39 PM UTC
Hello wats your name?!?”
It all started with a greeting
She was fine so when she answered it felt like an acheivement.
She seemed so innocent he didn’t kno she was so strategic
That same innocence in her face made him believe it.
Time passed and they got cooler. Not later but sooner she started to manuever
She was an assassin
Her weapon was passion
She used it so flawless
Somethin she caught him off gaurd with
She was a professional bent on teachin him a lesson bro
And he was susceptible to all of the pressure though
See at first he was strong wit it, he couldn’t go wrong wit it.
She knew he was gonna diminish when he realize he was targeted.
He was blunt. Said he dont trust girls cuz he cant throw them that far
But a couple sweet nothings made him lower his guard.
Defenses down he began to believe the things she had to say
He stopped his wrongdoings and crazy acolades
He done heard alot of lies too
Cant tell if her words are true or not
She tell him she been thru alot but **** he been thru alot
It was all to perfect, thought to himself is it worth it, cuz life is worthless if you not working towards perfect.
He thought he was the predator but he was her pray
So he settled in but she wanted it that way
She caught that boy slippin and he finally learned his lesson
Left the **** in him dead a pool full of love.l he ****** weapon affection.
See fellas if you let a girl **** that **** in you
That person you feel is invincible
Just know that same girl you called a ***** or a *** had it planned it was all premeditated ******
Aug 31, 2011
Aug 31, 2011 at 1:40 PM UTC
The trial i must follow
the legacy i must keep
the track i must maintain
my own path
is where i wanna follow
not the legends of yester-years
not the model’s of the present
not the fatherhood legacy box
not the fantics of people
or the fantasy of people
but my own path
a path that’s new
that many scarcely know
that none has not seen
my own path is a push
like a destiny maker
am a chief of my own track
a track am not meant to compete
but a path of creatives
where only me knoweth it
my own path
i aim to follow it
my own path
that i vow to follow
in this journey of life
it’s inevitable many would forsee me
many might push me
but my own path
that i vow to follow
in my own path
a story i must create
never to cross another
but to follow my own path
that is my greatest acheivement to follow
Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 5:10 AM UTC
I read this poem and a line read "I love me."
And I was so proud of that author I had no idea who or what has made them who they are.
Because I myself cannot love me.
And this is one of my many faults because I can see the perfection in so many others yet my reflection is all but that.
So I applaud you.
For that is indeed a great acheivement to be thankful for.
Because for many out there loving yourself is one of the hardest things to do.
Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 10:11 PM UTC
you know you've made it
when you're good enough at showing off
how good you are at listening
and how well you know the song
and show them all how to lead
that's an intractable skill, i mean
finding one between the other
and getting the dance right
between the two
you know you've made it
when you can't tell one from the other
when it flows through you
how well you know the song
and show them all how to bleed
that's an amazing achievement, i mean
putting one before the other
getting the balance right
between the two
you know you've made it
when both sides make sense to you alone
when it glides through you
how much you know you're wrong
an achievement indeed
not choosing sides
but living the moment
we should sometimes try
and achieve
know not the consequence
nor the challenges
just close your eyes
and believe
Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 3:49 PM UTC
HE IS MY BABYSITTER
AND I AM THE BABY
EVEN THOUGH HE CARED ME
LIKE I AM HIS BABY
WHY DOES HE ADORES ME SO MUCH??
WHY DOES HE KEEP ME HAPPY SO MUCH???
I DON'T KNOW ABOUT THAT AND
I DOUBT THAT I WILL EVER FIND
SUCH A BABY SITTER WHO WILL NEVER MIND
REALLY NEVER MIND CLEANING MY **** AND WASHING MY BODY
AS YOU SEE
MY FATHER WAS A WORKAHOLIC
NEVER FOUND TIME FOR ME
MY MOM WAS A NATURAL ALCOHOLIC
NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT ME
THE BABYSITTER
HE
HE PLAYED WITH ME
HE WATCHED ME OVER
SO THAT I DO NOT FALL
HE HELPED ME
IN EACH AND EVERY STEP WHERE I NEEDED
NEEDED MY REAL PARENT
HE WAS THERE LIKE A
A REAL PARENT
EVEN IF IT WAS A
PROGRAM IN WHICH I PARTICIPATED
EVEN IF IT WAS PARENTS MEETING
OR EVEN SO IT BE TAKING ME
OUT FOR EATING
HE WAS THERE
WHEN THE THUNDER CLAPS IT'S LIGHT
AND I CRY WITH FEAR
HE WAS THERE
I ADORED HIM HIM LIKED HIM
WISHED HE WERE TO BE
MY REAL PARENT
SCOLDED ME
EVEN MY TEACHER SCOLDED ME
BUT HE KISSED ME IN CHEEKS
LICKED MY TEAR
AND WOULD
WOULD BE HAPPY IN MY ACHEIVEMENT
IN EVERY SENSE HE WAS LIKE MY REAL PARENT
SO HOW CAN I NOT TELL
I LIKED HIM MORE THAN MY
MY ACTUAL PARENTS
SO HOW CAN I NOT TELL
I LOVED HIM MORE THAN MY
MY ACTUAL PARENTS
Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 11:18 AM UTC