"anyday" poems
Every day I sit around
and wait for something
anything
to happen.
But all I ever do
is wait
wait
wait.
I must have to venture
somewhere
anywhere
to find what I am destined to be.
But I am content with my waiting.
I am in no hurry for greatness.
When it comes to me
someday
anyday
I might
no
will
be ready.
I'll have to be.
Jun 30, 2013
Jun 30, 2013 at 10:35 PM UTC
Atomori mi,
Like any iyawo eyan, girlfriend eni, aburo eni, ore eni, ololufe eni yan, olugboran okan eni, my expectations for you are so high, lofty and grandoise! I have however grown to learn that my commitment to you cannot be hinged on attainments or by anyone. So regardless of whoever that doesnt accept you, or how high you fly, how far you go, or how much you accoomplish. Females might have walked away for a reason or two, but you can be rest assured that I Adebola will always be at your corner, cheering you on. Owo le masi, but fulfilling happiness I can offer with good food for your belly and your thought, Ko si ikan ti ole yawa, ju iku ati yourself (ara e). I have your back anytime; anyday. Also, I have grown to trust you,and that my sweet is one key to a successful relationship. With every beat of my life; Olatokunbo Gabriel Atomori Awoga, you are all I love ♡♡♡♡ {WEBOMLYAAIL}
I adore, love and cherish you!
Happy New Year, ife mi !
Debola Oluyomi copyright © 2014
Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 11:19 AM UTC
A new year has come to arrive
Another time where we make promises, feel alive
Though those promises are usually forgotten fast
Thus there is no need to make them, they don't last!
We should always feel the need to change for the better
By anyday, by any weather
But I do not blame you my dear children, you're just human
Enjoy the times with your families, stay close to your loved ones
Before the year ends, before time runs
~ Umi
Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 1:26 PM UTC
once upon a time
there happened to be
a desert oasis with a population of three-
Mr A, Mr B and Mr C
no one really knows why
but they were all enemies
and then one day Mr A and Mr B
decided-quite separately
that Mr C should die -
he shouldn’t be allowed to stay alive
and so they executed their plans dastardly
Mr A poisoned C’s water with evil glee
knowing that when C drank eagerly
he would drop dead quite suddenly
but unknown to him Mr B
poked little holes in C’s canteen
knowing that without water to drink
C would soon be on life’s brink
so all the poison dripped away
with all the water , one would say
that with the double treachery
Mr C would be a dead man anyday
and so it did happen
that with no water in his canteen
and none to refill
Mr C did drop dead of thirst
But that did beg the question-
who did him in?
A and B play the blame game
A says C never drank any of the poison
So how is he to blame?
but as B points out that his puncturing the canteen is irrelevant
for C would have drunk the water
and still met the same end
so it really is a contest of means versus the end
the end is the same and the question remains-
whodunnit?
-Vijayalakshmi Harish
05.10.2012
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
Oct 5, 2012
Oct 5, 2012 at 12:52 PM UTC
To my first love:
& you were just that. You were the steps that taught me how to walk, but the same ones that taught me how to fall. You were my first kiss, my first shared breath, and my first broken heart. See, you were full of firsts and experiments,but that's all you were , an experiment.
To my next love:
You were the summer sun, and I was a naive daisy that was star struck by your rays that made me feel alive. Because you, love number two, made our age difference, make me feel like I was on top of the world. With each 'c'mon baby' or 'why not' I fell deeper and deeper into your persistent persuasion. I was not yet blossomed to my full potential, yet you insisted perfection. And a girl of my maturity would choose starvation over loneliness anyday.
To "Lucky" number three:
I mean, 3rd times a charm right? That's what I thought too. I thought you were my super hero that was going to heal my bruises (Inside & Out). Don't get me wrong, you did for a while, with your sweet words and innocent looks. But my broken eyes didn't let me see that same look, wasn't just for me. I wasn't enough, I never was. I was enough to quench your thirst, but soon enough my taste became too bland. I mean, who in their right mind would want someone so damaged. Not before long you tossed me like a broken toy, considering that's all I ever really was to you.
To my current love:
I don't want you to be just my current love, I want you to be my forever love. I want you to adore my corny idea of love and my dark realizations of life.It's not even that I want you to love me, it's that I need you to love me. I need a security guard to save me from my worst enemy, myself. So to my current love, hold my hand when you see my empty stare and my empty tummy, and tell me it's going to be okay. Make me feel beautiful, forever, because I can't do it on my own.
a.m.
Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 8:22 PM UTC
I'm not worthy
Not even a penny
I could die anyday
No one cares anyway
I'm just dust metal that rust
Slowly dying so why keep trying
I gave it all I got faught hit the spot
Only to rot when I was shot
I ******* hate myself
I wish I never met you
I rather feel nothing
Than something at all
Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 10:21 PM UTC
"Shooting star! Make a wish!"
Phrases to tear one apart,
Make a wish? Out of this well filled with wishes which one to select?
What is a wish if no effort is made?
Sounding like a lyric, make a wish, but a wish I do seem to find myself having.
Though nearly impossible, hope still living within me.
Nothing is lost in shutting eyes and wishing upon a shooting star that things will change or be as should be.
So as a final wish will be made, thoughts scramble in my head.
A wish so clear nothing comes before it.
Lurking through this fogged up mind of mine a wish shines bright as nothing matters more than the hopes for tonight's shooting star.
A wish for Superman to throw on the cape once more and come save the day.
One day, someday, anyday, hopefully today,
Superman will fly my way.
-Kathia Mariana Landeros
Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 1:58 AM UTC
Looking in the mirror tonight
I am 24 years old
I don't know what to make of myself
Pointed chin, seashell ears, hair wet and arcing
forwards from my shower
I'm wondering about my 25th year;
will it be a year of wonders, a golden year?
My left eye says no
It's distrustful, mirrored and shuttered
so all you get back is yourself
endlessly
There's a siren and a dog howling counterpoint:
seems omenish
My right eye looks more hopeful,
like it'll wink conspirationally at any moment
Better to have a star for an eye than the moon,
anyday.
Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 6:54 AM UTC
What is your mind?
Or are you the mind.
When you close your eyes,darkness.
So when we where born light was created.
Inside the mind everything seems more real.
I don't feel pain judgement or punishmant
Insdide my mind I can be happy.
Picture anything and travel to anyplace on earth.
My universal mind is infinite.
Inside my mind I will take the loved ones.
AS your body leaves this realm.
But your teaching stay here.
your words become the air you breath.
Your cries will make the skies rain.
Your pain will make this earth shake.
With your children.
Wisdom of the ages.
Fire withing the veins.
Heart erupting blood like volcanoes.
Mind thinking at speed of light.
Sun creating shadow.
Following you as your conscions waiting to take your soul to sleep.
Seen everday as the sameday.
Nothing changes but the thought.
The image will remain the same.
Your body will madifest into the air.
You will become the sun.
Watch over your loved ones as eagle.
Death is nothing but a dream.
As your mind is reincarsinated through your children.
Music heart rythms creating real warriors willing to move mountains with your mind.
As your whole life you had one long dream.
Age is not real as you can die anyday.
It was always the present.
The ancestors are still here.
They never left,they were burried under earth.
Same earth we walk on.
So you see,we are the suns of the suns of the great great grandfathers.
Nothing leaves but madifest.
Wind clouds rain oceans.its a cycle.
Death never ends and creates life.
Its like the earth in the center of the dark universe.
Its your mind.one as all and all as one
Oct 19, 2013
Oct 19, 2013 at 11:29 PM UTC
cancel your plans, darling -
we're feignin' tonight.
i ain't tasted your fancy brow
since i last ran up trees.
i know you miss
the way my tossing hair
always filled the air with
moonlit berries and
wild
wild
grapes,
so thick
your mouth
gave way to
tsunamis.
i've got cold noodles sittin'
in my bowl somewhere
because i forgot to remind myself that
that ain't food that's
fillin' my belly -
channelin' me your orange hues
dipped in frustrations so subtle,
but
not
subtle
enough.
your frisky hot hemp dance
is flingin' itself
all over my inside stuff -
curbin' my appetite
for just about
anything else.
i'll climb your tree anyday
sweet baby,
kissin' greens
in your sleeves
on that minxy leaf trip.
carry me to your sneaky cove
and share your spices
and wanton skin graces.
i'll trade you my
fingertips
and diamond
extravaganzas,
then we can take turns
dippin' our tongues
into the blend.
'cause
i've blotted out my agenda
to savour the splendour
so i can remember to
spit it back into
the faces of
the dark
cloaked ones.
this is my defiant-nosed
iron song,
in my steel-toed boots.
see, i'm feelin' mahself
and the randy white cub
ticklin' my sides
in our crazy cahoots,
with our incense and spirits
from the worshipers of
sane things -
who fill our airs
with a long overdue
white haze.
Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 12:04 PM UTC
Every blush you send my way
It makes me hope we can be together
Anyday
Oct 10, 2019
Oct 10, 2019 at 7:21 PM UTC
My self-conscious body has never felt more beautiful than it did in your arms
Your voice was the quench to my thirst
And when I read my poem to you, you could hear all the emotion in my throat
And your reaction was this
"Ask me to be your girlfriend again"
And let me tell you that was the perfect response
The weeks I spent without you are ones I never want to relive
You've left your mark on me
Literally, on my neck is a love bruise or a bruise from your kiss or whatever sappy phrase you prefer
Some people say they wear their hearts on their sleeves, well my heart is hid deep inside this girl named Kylie
I've never liked that name until it made me fall in love
She is why I write poems and she's the topic of every sentence I write and every conversation I have with a stranger
Baby I need a cigarette and a handful of Xanax to calm these nerves
Actually, I'd choose you over cigarettes and pills anyday because somehow you give me the same effect except the high I get from you never fades
Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 12:11 PM UTC
Tired/ weary
Tired of bumps and weary of
Lumps (in my neck)
(and on my head,)
(and in my jaw.)
The lymphatic system poisons me,
My brain
With worry
In truth I'm grateful
(No.)
For an alarm system If it was coming
(NO.)
I'd like to know it.
(NO.)
(I think I welcome a speeding bus anyday
In comparison to my greatest fear.)
Jul 9, 2013
Jul 9, 2013 at 10:12 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Romance grows from my finger tips,
Shes the one that always second guess,
Baby its non negotiable that - you want me-
I travel far and wide to see your face,
But I'm not ready for the blimpishes,
Baby its no longer a secret knowing - you want me -
I use to dream about the sight of you,
Its slowly fading from my mind,
Baby anyone could determined that - you want me -
We were the duo that was made to fly,
Because its wrong doesn't mean its right,
Baby I don't wanna fight,
You want me,
I was the dream to your wishes,
But ah,
I knew your flaws,
So I didn't mention,
The windows are tented,
Now quit your bitchin'
Its no kidding ever,
I know that -you want me -
mountains are sprouting up
there was no place for us
secrets were poured out
I would sit here with you
head spinning a thousand times
knowing everything will be fine
pictures I took of us
can't deny your feelings for me
•• I was thinking maybe how you felt for us,
I was thinking maybe you could live for us,
I don't know intentions but I'm built on trust,
I was thinking you could really breathe for us,
Fuss•••
∆~ And The most we've done,
Putting roses in guns,
We get high!
Witness it,
Witness it,
And The most we've done,
Putting roses in guns,
We get high!
Witness it,
Witness it. ~∆
*EXCUSE THE FOUL LANGUAGE,
MENTALLY INSANE,
****** ******* WANNA PLAY WITH,
I AM NOT THE ONE TO PLAY WITH,
HIPPY FIRST THEN ASSASSIN,
TURN ROSES INTO TRIGGERS ANYDAY,
IT WOULD HAPPEN IF I FELT LIKE IT,
ANYWAY,
I WILL NOT HESITATE BREAKING DOWN YOUR ARMADA,
ITS NOT ALL LOVY DOVY,
IF YOU **** ME OFF,
I PROMISE,
PUSHING THE GROUP TO NEW HEIGHTS,
MY PRISMS WHERE YOU AT,
WHAT YOU MEAN,
GUESS WE ALL YOU NEED,
MAKING ART FOR YOUR EYES TO FEAST*
mountains are sprouting up
there was no place for us
secrets were poured out
I would sit here with you
I travel far and wide to see your face,
But I'm not ready for the blimpishes,
Baby its no longer a secret knowing - you want me.
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC
*he tells me he'll buy me a white house
with a picket fence and i laugh because
it sounds so absurd to me
why would anyone want to live in
this plastic world of despair
i mean, maybe i'm judging it too hard
but i just can't see myself
driving a mini-van with two kids
crying in the backseat complaining
and calling me "mom" as if they their
mother-tongue was not Urdu
i can't do soccer games and ballet lessons
or wait every night at 8PM to have a
family dinner
i am not anyone's wife in an apron
and there is nothing wrong with choosing
the american dream
just that its a nightmare for me
i want to finger paint the house a
million shades of rainbow
i want to tie a braid in my hair
and lie under the sun
let it kiss me until i'm brown
and free.
i want my children to blast
bollywood and dance with me
no choreography, just love
i want a husband who falls in love
with my henna covered hands and
the way i smell of the sea
i can't see myself settling to a world
where everything looks just the same
or a man who loves me in a clean,
innocent way
i know this sounds stupid and i'm not
one for crazy romance but
laughing during *** and screaming during fights
is something that feels more than alright
i like the edge and the stability in knowing
that you're not going anywhere, we're going
everywhere
i want my children to climb on their father's back
and tickle him until he cries
i want them to paint his nails
and tie his hair in little ponytails
i want them to go to the beach and not worry
about getting sand in between their toes
i want them to wake up in the morning
with their messy hair and lopsided smiles
i want them to run around the house
the way their parents did
chasing each other only to fall
into each other's arms.*
Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 10:03 PM UTC
The cold moon breaks through the crevices
and where do I hide?
there's nothing to haunt my mind
but only the guilts inside.
Told not to venture into the night
I braved in the power of moonlight
where every shadow was a ghost
every dark nook a lost coast.
If I had someone with me
it wouldn't be all that scary
but I left them on the way
thinking I wouldn't need them anyday.
The loves I betrayed
the souls I traded
descended behind the tree
like the waning moon.
Before long the dark would devour me
knowing, I moved down with the moon
with none but the sighs on my side..
The derelict offered no place to hide.
May 2, 2024
May 2, 2024 at 11:19 AM UTC
I feel like I cant do this.
Anyday could be my last,
These tears fall as I struggle
To get to grips of all my fears.
Terrified of never being good enough
To me or anyone.
Scared of failure proving I'm not worthy.
If I fail my dream I know it will be my end
But I'm not even sure I can make it that far.
I want to **** myself
But not to die.
Just so I don't have to feel this pain.
May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 6:48 PM UTC
My lovely star, why can't you see that your actions are taking over me? It's like you're on a mission to tear me up inside. Do you really like to see it when I cry? Your lack of effort kills me inside, I don't know what to do about this situation. Yet I know you need your education. But it always seems that you act so secluded avoiding the things that need to be met, acting excluded from a group or two. Saying (the school got the best of you!) or your mom and dad degraded you. Saying everyone hated you/hates you. But my dear i'm still right hear, it can't get anymore clear. But the fact you say you'll try harder, but you lack the effort to show me. Disown me if nessasry. Is it too much to ask for the effort in return that I excert? Or are you to blind and lost by all the hurt people have cast upon you? I don't want to hear (babe I'm trying my dear!) Show me the effort you so kindly hide in this lost void of disguize. I know deep hurt lerks behind those pretty little brown eyes, and big smiles of yours. But all I ask his that you be the star I know you can and sweetheart it's not all that far away. I'd follow you until the end anyday.
Apr 11, 2014
Apr 11, 2014 at 12:53 AM UTC
So Chinaski took down Hem,
eh Buk?
I could take your cardboard mask
anyday
because i know he's more of a paper tiger
than the commies hoped america would be.
I'm crazier than you
and i'm willing to bet
my pecker against yours;
if you win
i'll chop it off with a rusty cleaver
and we can braid eachother's hair
while we tape my pecker onto the tip of yours
and spray silly string and ***** into my wound.
So what you got?
Huh? How crazy can you get?
After all,
i think you died naturally.
I still got time in these bones
to walk onto campus with
a gallon of gas
and a pack of menthol cigarettes,
asking to *** a lighter.
How crazy
have they become?
And how crazy do you think
it will make me?
Aug 6, 2010
Aug 6, 2010 at 8:25 PM UTC
I got to see your face tonight,
isn't it amazing how technology works?
Although I don't like to say, "got", really,
because it doesn't sound too poetic, really,
and it would only be true if I had you.
Sure, I was given a chance to see your face,
and that gift I would gladly take anyway, anyday.
But I wish I could behold you in person,
have you next to me.
It's only that you are out there, while
I am in here... see?
What's the use in complaining though,
who am I to distress?
I have so many blessings,
in the scheme of things,
this is but a
tiny test.
So I'll just keep truckin',
as the people seem to say,
and rejoice in the comfort that
we'll see each other soon,
some day.
Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 10:10 PM UTC
Been sittin here for awhile
looking over shoulders,
on my tiptoes tryin to see
if you’re still there, staring back at me
with those eyes, those eyes of a hazel sea
getting lost in the morning commute, casually.
Why don’t we
fall in love sometime
Why don’t we
knock on wood
because things change sometimes
Maybe a little superstition’s
all we needed this time
*** luck’s a coin in mid air
and there’s no time for that, dear
So, excuse me, miss chai tea
I don’t have much direction, just so you know
my words come in bunches and sometimes
they move a little slow
see this makes sense to a guy in my shoes
full of pride, but usually not enough to approach
a girl like you
in this cafe, on anyday
cross the room or a table away
Why don’t we
fall in love sometime
Why don’t we
knock on wood
because things change sometimes
So much for setting plans in stone
wake up one morning and they’re gone
long gone, like your cares and the sun
replaced by the moon, not a moment too soon
It’s just that your eyes were so inviting
they had my head and my heart fighting
worried you turn me away
and tell me to keep waiting
that one day I’ll meet another like you
what do I do if there’s only you
what do I do when all I see is you
what do I do, do I do
with this
with this love I have for you
Well here’s my hand
it’s yours if you want it
i’ll close my eyes
and wait for you to want it
Why don’t we
fall in love sometime
Why don’t we
knock on wood
because things change sometimes
Maybe a little serendipities
all we needed this time
There’s no rush here
I’m in no rush dear
time is yours if you want it
this beaten heart
is yours if you want it
all It needs is some love
And I encourage you to start it
Though this might be too soon
this love’s a full moon
It’s not going anywhere, it’s
been here for hours and its not even noon
we can wait till we wake up tomorrow
and you’re looking around for some clothes to borrow
maybe last night was a sign to stick around
maybe last night was when your love was found
Jan 16, 2013
Jan 16, 2013 at 9:58 PM UTC
Today I touched your hands for the first time in months
They were cold
You said winter was quickly approaching
I laughed
Because winter is something California doesn't know too well
But I do
I know the below zero temperatures
How we spent those nights huddled together underneath your sheets
When your breath was the only thing in the world that could keep me warm
I kept my socks on
I always did
You said it looked silly
But you didn't mind
I think we fought most when it was chilly outside
The weather being both a catalyst for an argument
And an excuse for me to spend the night
I spent so many with you that I lost track
Today I wondered where the time went
And gave up looking when I couldn't find it
I thought about how I used to tuck my secrets into your palms
For you to keep safe
I know you probably still have them
Wedged between your knuckles
Blue from the weather
And the lack of circulation
You told me you hated it
But the color of your skin when it is cold outside is my favorite
Everything about you has always been my favorite
Today I was next to you
But tomorrow I wont be
And soon enough I will be back on the other side of the country
I can't help but hope that you will still think about me
When you are stuck in the snow and the wind blows against your flushed cheeks
I hope you think about my hands cupping your face
And how they would shake
Just to be able to hold you there
I would risk shivering for your comfort anyday
I never told you this
But you are the only warmth I have ever known that doesn't burn at the touch
You are the only fireplace that I can lay next to without catching flame
You are the only summer that exists even in the middle of a Chicago winter
Yours is the only jacket I will ever accept when I forget my own
You are my warmth
So I am going to keep you close
For as long as I possibly
I am going to keep you close
As long as you want me to,
As long as you let me.
Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 5:58 PM UTC
let's cut the ********
i only want you for your body
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 4:59 PM UTC
close your eyes
imagine her
Light blond hair
An attitude that don't care
Skin like pearls
My stomach wearls
Eyes
So kind
Not like mine
Glass off
Glass on
No matter what she is a beauty
beyond
She owns the earth
My heaven
My hell
My univers
Anyday
Anytime
look for the sign
and please be mine
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 5:39 PM UTC