"apparantly" poems
*We never hang out anymore
your allways with her
has she replaced me
as your true bestie
apparantly because when
she calls you run*
**We never talk anymore
We used to share everything
we used to share secrets
we used to share jokes
but when she's here you go**
*We used to be like sisters
We used to stay up all night
We knew each other so well
we started off so beutiful
but when she says sister your gone with no words*
**we arnt best friends anymore
like the wind she swept you away
that best friend stealer she made you go away
like a river she drowned you in lies
like the flu she spread rumors of me
and you listend**
I miss MY EX-BEST FRIEND**
Jan 16, 2014
Jan 16, 2014 at 6:13 PM UTC
Push my head underwater and let me breathe liquid
Forget that I'm a person with a life and ambitions
but let's not think about that because apparantly that's not important
I didn't know you kept a chainsaw in your office
Until the day I was in the middle of speaking and you started to cut off my limbs
your argument was that it would prevent risk
Temporarily isolating myself for a better cause
Your involvement made me begin planning homicide
well as long as i'm socialising, it's fine isn't it
Dressed for the mourning of a grandparent
I get told I'm wearing too little and a staff member comments on my ****
but in community meeting, it's the patients that are said to be the ones talking inappropriately to staff
What if one day we both brought a gun inside
I bet it will be me who is tortured for it
Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 4:14 PM UTC
It was twenty past two,
In my bed I was snoozing
Soon to be awoken,
Though not through my choosing
I needed to urinate,
I had to go and ***
Not one beer before bed,
Instead I had three
Not that I was drunk,
Not even a little,
The issue you could say -
My wakefulness was brittle
I went to the bathroom,
Not turning on a light,
A lapse of judgement,
I'll admit in hind sight
My urethra had opened,
My ***** did ****
But unfortunately my friends,
It was quite the bad miss
In the darkness I stood,
As I threw down a towel,
An action that ultimately,
Only led to a row
Apparantly this mopping,
And a squirt of febreeze,
Just wasn't enough,
To put my girlfriend at ease.
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 12:26 PM UTC
Set foot, stand on ground
Wakes up early before kickdawn
Rich in culture, filled with bask
Thanks god, for every grain, for
every rain,for every ray and another day.
Back to fields , growing seeds
Plucking the mist of irrational deeds
Running the treadmill of ounce dearth.
okay,let's count
when no rain, an unreasonable pain
Unseasonable rain, yet it flood the drains
Glimmering sun, adhesive air,
verdant emerald of vegies and corn
Filled with sweat of one's brow
They live life in a dense mess
Farmers are in complete distress
Apparantly with no fruitful harvest
The whammy bankers further oppress.
Their light erades like a blaze
They in darkness try to elope
But whirls in deep evil-twin
And find life hard to cope
then they pick up a rope
And hang-up all their hopes!
With this, one less counts the population
And this is how it will end,
the population count will decrease
No doubt with cost of an earnest gem!
Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 1:08 PM UTC
and now she's hurt
and she's screaming at me
she needs to erupt the anger
on someone other than him
because he made her cry
he made her sad
he abused her
and he treated her bad
and now she's calling me
and shouting
asking questions i cant answer
"why are doing this to me?!"
she can't say this to him
he won't apologize
he won't listen
so she vents out on me
and pretends i am him
a ritual of throwing stones
to a man made of straw
but she won't stone him
apparantly he's made of copper
no actually he's not
because copper dents too
he's just a bigger rock
and i'm still a man of straw
look how i fall
the rocks are crumbling me
every word she says
in her trembling voice
i feel her pain so much
but i dont have a choice
i have to listen to her
i have to keep at it
i'll take all her curses
if it makes her feel better
or if it solves anything
i'm still echoing her in my head
her pain has become mine
but she was on the bus
with her phone dying
and i was at home
silently crying
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 2:08 PM UTC
I get asked
At least twice a day
Sometimes three
If I even care about school
Because I skip class
I’m irresponsible
And apparantly I have an attitude problem
I care about a lot of things
I am so passionate about lot of things
Music
Poetry
I am so passionate about life in general
We are young
We have just reached the edge
In which we jump off of
To reach the peak of our life’s
The world is at the palm of our hands
Easily taken by every one of us
With the flick of the wrist
The world is at our feet
We step on the same Earth
As six billion other people
We walk on the same planet
But every single one of us are experiencing it differently
This world is filled with so many things
We have yet to experience
Smells and tastes and feeling and emotions
Foreign to us but equally as fierce as they run through our veins
The world is amazing!
Every time I feel
Like I finally have the ability to run
To scream and shout and dance and laugh
To go off into the world
Grab it by the shoulders and shake it
Until I know every one of its secrets
I feel somone grab me by the scruff of my neck
And yank me back into a desk
To sit quietly with my hands folded neatly on my lap
As I listen to a teacher blather on about mediocracies
As we wait for the next stadardized test
I care
About so many things
School is not one of them
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 5:35 PM UTC
I could peer into your soul and see nebulas
Now I only see black holes
The moon used to shine behind your eyes
Now just a plain night sky
But just remember,
Focus on the darkest part for long enough
And soon thousands of galaxies will be found
Incredibly distant, but alive and breathing
We see into the past, while they're in the future
We see them tiny, but they're a million times more complex than ourselves
Think -
Just because it didn't snow this year,
That doesn't mean that snow no longer exists
So next time you come across an apparantly blank soul
Look deeper to find the beauty inside
Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 4:13 PM UTC
"Jada boycotting the Oscars
is like me boycotting Rihanna's *******
I wasn't invited!"
Rock jokes - on Jada Pinkett Smith boycotting the Oscars.
Now imagine if some sicko fantasists
insists in rampant delusions
that Rock was actually invited
into Rihanna's *******
And then these sicko fantasists
embark on years long campaign
to block Rock from getting into Rihanna's *******
Crazy!...right?
Ridiculous!....right?
Absurd!............right?
Unimaginable!......right?
Nonsensical!................right?
Delusional!.......................right?
physchotic Fixation.............right?
Not so apparantly in my part of the world
there are things who have lost their heads completely
and are totally engrossed in a campaign to block Rock
from Rihanna's *******
what is so pathetic is one sees them doing actual physical things
all kinds of crazy acts and pointless activities
which in their coo coo delusions
are supposed to stop Rock getting into Rihanna's *******
or having anything to do with Rihanna
it seems they can see events in non-events
talk about losing touch with reality
You couldn't make it up
Hahaha hahaha hahaha hahaha hahaha etc etc etc
Apr 5, 2023
Apr 5, 2023 at 6:41 AM UTC