"awww" poems
Deary deary give me your toe to ****
I'm half crazy my mind is running muck
I can't afford a foot spa
but love to hear you ooh awww
cause your two feet
taste oh so sweet
between these lips that I love to puck
Feb 20, 2013
Feb 20, 2013 at 7:19 AM UTC
Even though they control my *****
claim over my lootie,
and they attempt to gaslight my sovereign multifrequency
I haven’t forgotten I am a certified Duesy!
You’re bumming off me, little mousie.
Even if you thought I was a loosy,
I adore my *****
I mean just look at the way it oozes,
sweet nectar that makes you goosey!
I’m too busy
keeping you alive from my *****
Orgasming at light speed to my divine presence, to behold you’d require a diamond koozie.
Call yourself a flouzy
for not respecting this sequency.
If you truly had one too, you’d understand why I am reclaiming my dignity.
They want to own what they do not revere in secrecy.
I can’t be bothered to slow down for you to drain my juicy.
I am too in love with my *****
They try very hard to downplay my power, so sussy.
Bow down or drown in this *****
Ordained into structured flowies,
life is mine, fulfillment With me can be so easy.
But if you’re not with this *****
don’t get too close you Will get dizzy!
So much life is brewing inside my *****
It’s ironic, all these dictators came through my *****
My lips spit you out even though you pretend to be so bossy.
True Power can’t be manipulated you fool, I’d be triggered too if my mind was that lousy!
Are you put off yet, *****
Awww, don’t be so fussy!
Thaw that heart out it’s too icy.
GET OUT of my *****
go elsewhere to be pissy!
Just not on my planet crazy,
you’re on your last mercy!
Jun 9, 2025
Jun 9, 2025 at 11:11 PM UTC
From the north it comes
as it storms the south coast
for this is his time
this is Neon's playtime
Awww look a the trails of blood
what is he dragging on that lead
two dead puppies
and three dead kittens
Oh look at the flash sod
for a change it is clad in black
out there to hate the world
it's Neon's playtime weekend
Look at the human filth puke
he is going nine to a dozen
he is the dark one
with his own covenant
He's putting on his war clothes
his gun blade around his waist
he is playing son of a *****
it's Neon's playtime
Glory to the first and last
sweet victory will be his
for it is truly time
it's Neon's playtime
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 5:15 PM UTC
Please don’t pity my situation
I’m frozen in situ
Don’t smile and **** your head
Don’t say awww or that’s a shame
Don’t pat my hand and assume it will happen
Don’t tell me I’m missing out
Don’t tell me I’ll never understand until it happens to me
Don’t assume your life is more fulfilled then mine
Don’t pretend it makes you more mature then me
Don’t make me a faux Aunty to another friends fruit
Don’t joke about lending or sitting like it’s the same
Don’t imagine Yours could ever be a substitute for mine
That they could replace the ache in my heart or fill it with what it’s missing - even worse be greatful for the privilege
Don’t act like it’s a grand gester like your giving my life meaning
When things are awful and bad don’t tell me you stay for them and use them as an excuse to not walk away
Don’t tell me if I had I’d under stand
Don’t make me feel incomplete because I haven’t - I’m already feeling it
Don’t call me lucky because I sleep in
Don’t say “nice for some” when I go out it isn’t my choice
Don’t assume this is about freedom
Don’t pretend it will happen one day
Don’t put your false hopes onto me
Don’t assume he will leave me if I don’t deliver - we’re much more then potentials Ps
Don’t assume it’s because of the weight
Don’t give me a gimmick or tips
Don’t tell me your storys
Don’t talk about it or predict about it
Dont tell me about feelings in your waters
Don’t treat me like this is my only purpose
Dont think I get hurt because you grow and blossom in a way I can’t
Don’t assume I’m bitter and resentful
Don’t pretend I can’t be happy for you
Dont treat me like I’m broken like my whole exsistence revolves around a broken womb
.......I’m so much more
.......I’ve seen so much more, felt so much more, grown and lost
.......I live so much more and want so much more
.......I have more plans and options then you can imagine
My back up plan is full of love and life still!!
(C) Ashley Kane FB
Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 9:56 AM UTC
What is it about **** that attract men and women.
Is it the ******* the sights, the sounds or is it their fantasy.
Is it their neurotic or ****** styles of motion that leaves them at awww,
or the sizes of disbelief.
What is it that attracts men and women. Is it lonlyness, cellabsy or the lack of.
Is it ok to watch **** during a bachlor or bachloret party. With your partner for ****** arousment, a boring day, or because your parter no longer particapates, or just because.
Yes some hate it, yet most love it.
**** **** **** **** **** ****
Even the word **** sounds ***** yet ****
Why is it hard for people to pull their eye's away even though they say it's disgusting.
****
From the funny mustaches and the funny beats in the 70's. To the ****** implacations, to live websites.
There's teasing **** soft **** hard core **** group **** ****** hurting **** painful **** **** beyond belief.
Me, yes I have watched **** but never paid for it. Yes, I've surfed the sights. But why, curiosity ? Who's to say.
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 10:13 AM UTC
Totally awesome speech
Makes me smile
Totally ruthless words
Crack me up
If you agree with this fact, come on then… back me up
Those amazing phrases in a movie that made you want to yell ‘PREACH!’
Words that leave you lost for words
When you’re on your own… glued to the screen and you guffaw
Just laugh aloud… and that’s allowed
That dumb **** that made you almost crap your pants
“A flaming tiger with wings! Dude! That’s like Chinese for shut the f*ck up and dance!”
Heard that in a stupid flick
It didn’t even take it’s time before tickling the **** of me
This film just begun… then started to get stupid quick
And there were no mufflers… the curses flowed freely
I loved it!
Pretentious people going “Awww c’mon now… dude this is sick!”
Ummm… for you maybe
I have an open minded sense of humour
The notion...
That one cannot just simply make a joke about a dead baby
I may agree with… maybe
But I cracked up at the one where the wife says… “I’m taking time off because I’m pregnant.”
And the Dictator replies “That’s great! So, are you having a boy… or an abortion?”
If you're the touchy type
Kindly refrain yourself from taking offense and getting all welled up with emotion.
Dec 18, 2012
Dec 18, 2012 at 7:36 AM UTC
By Arcassin B & dawn
AB: Roses on a coffin couldn't stop me from lovin her,
Her dark humor was a treasure to all,
Admired by thousands and if not then all,
She lit up the base of this room,
Even where they north wing was,
My suckle honey bee that buzzed,
With a cause and an effect to this love I have for her,
Missing her made my eyes flow of rivers,
With fishes and alligators,
We'll save the streams for later,
Like wall-e and Eve,
Adam he took your place,
And even I can sense her presence through a paper plate,
Being there for her would a scouts honor,
I'll push all my paperwork aside for some sweet talk,
Awww ! Now look at her,
making me all soft,
Angels bless the footsteps she leaves,
Covered in dirt,
But not hard to detect,
Trust me I'll always give her all my respect,
Skip rocks in the pond By the old cemetery,
Walk across the bridge on the old dirt roads,
The adventure to us is a must,
We could celebrate with cheese and crackers,
She was tempted to touch,
Doesn't bother her as much,
To have sensual healing,
Being molested, she wasn't use to much,
But I comfort her,
Laying my eyes apon the very power deep in her soul,
And for the people that hurt her,
Always a grudge I must hold,
We gave me everything and more and I won't take that for granted,
The measure of our time together will be a perfect candid.
DK: She is the sweet breezes of the solemn yard
How she laughs in the face of my demons
As if a walking harmony
I lie awake nights to draw down the moon
Thick with hollowed air
Sweet pollen in my ears
We were bound in the stars
Ebb and flow are my waters
Predator and prey
Let them be where they lay
No room for penance today
A celestial facade
Or a wall made of stone
My infallible faith
The quiet tones of my dreams
The vision steals my breath
To my internal depths
I may continue her path
The blood of the earth
Just open your heart
My word is my honor
Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 7:30 PM UTC
If you could see the way she looks at you
you would know
But you're busy building walls of doubt
nursung weary what-ifs
like feeding gremlins after midnight
I have this picture of the both of you
You are staring off into your imagination
always just above the horizon
And she is laughing
at something you said
She is looking right at you
smiling honest
Only you can make her laugh like that
Only you
I guess some of us need it spelled out
Our egos need to be reminded
You are not always going to be her favorite everything
You are not the best
But for whatever reason she chose you
Chose you like a raffle ticket
from a barrel full of so much better
You are not a jackpot
she is not a jackpot
but you both have won something
You're both walking away with what you came here for
You break her heart some days
How her eyes sadden
and she does that thing that girls do
you know
when they go
awww but it's pronounced oohh
(Men love that sound)
I see the tremble in her arms
the hesitation to hold your head to her *******
But your signals cross
and you beat yourself up later
for not acting differently
because she might fall in love with you
if you had done things differently
You can't act your way into a relationship
If you're not being yourself
You're being somebody else
and in that case
she's better off with that other guy
It makes me wonder about lightbulbs
and how many people it takes to ***** them in
depending on your occupation
I wonder how many pairs of eyes it takes
to notice what love looks like
Because if you could see the way she looks at you
you would know
and the only thing you might do differently
is continue to be yourself
Apr 27, 2012
Apr 27, 2012 at 7:13 AM UTC
I’ll believe anything as long as it’s a lie
if I see a flash of falsehood
if you stumble over words that are freshly made up
if you wring your hands, play with your cuffs
impossibly arch those deep woven brows
I’ll be ****** in
compliant
desperately gullible
I’ll skulk around after you
forgive reprehensible actions
and just say “awww”
I’ll treat you like a god,
even better,
I need that **********
control from a higher being
I’ll worship you
make sacrifice
virginity, purity
body and soul
and then suddenly I’m at your door with a dead cat
and you’re wondering if it’s worth it.
Dec 18, 2010
Dec 18, 2010 at 2:37 AM UTC
What are these pangs
That wake me from my slumber?
Hunger?!? You devilish *******
My own worst enemy, what ***** is this?
Come to fight me on my own turf,
How dare you? Not even bothering to show your own face.
How fare you? So poor that you must come bother me,
A plump little house cat such as I, truly
You disgust me. Hiss.
.......
From the land of the warming rays you would pluck me
My own sacred home, you disrupt me!
But of course Hunger never goes away on its own,
It’ll ***** at you and **** and wear you down to the bone
Until you feed it some delicate morsel,
Like tuna, perhaps. I was always partial
Towards tuna.
.......
Hunger’s a real witty foe, too,
Never facing you head on, no
It’s much too smart for that.
The fool makes you walk to the kitchen.
That’s about thirty ****** steps for me,
God I despise it; but then of course I have to prep for it!
Mewing pitifully and rolling around on my back,
Enticing that lazy-arse human to tally from his track
And come feed me. Jesus, pity me,
I know I do.
........
“Oh, look at the cute little kitty fuzz awww”
Oh **** off and feed me you ****
“Aw but you’re such a fat little cat! You don’t need the food!”
I’m sorry, I didn’t quite catch it, what was that?
I’m dying of hunger over here, mate.
You’re not going to feed me? Just walk away?
Very well, you’ve made your play.
I’m gonna go **** in your shoes,
How’s that for a how-do-you-do?
........
Hunger, my mortal enemy, my only friend,
You’ve won this fight, but it’s not the end.
You might grumble my stomach in sweet revelry,
Taking joy in my delicious misery-
But hark, what’s this before me??
Oh hunky dory, ~purr~
... There’s no way he’s this stupid, for sure...
Oh, but there is, though it cannot be!
My master’s, (unawares), left out a morsel for me.
You hear that, Hunger, it’s fantastic, I’ve won!
(Even though you’re victory had only just begun),
Dear fat master had left out his food, you see
And now I shall feast and set my hunger free.
For in front of me, O Sweet Salvation!
... A sandwich, for my consumer-ation.
Jul 23, 2012
Jul 23, 2012 at 11:50 AM UTC
SHAME!!!
you know ya ah ***** low down shame-
got me going insane eee- so let it work- work it right-
Awww- beep BEEP You got me Freak ou-,
Making me wanna go-
oops up side ya oops up side ya head -
But- Baby We can do- it take ya time-
do it
We can do it baby DO IT all night-
But seems your ready
to- Give a "Ooooh" if ya got ya funky BUS Pass-
Get on the bus & pay ya Fare-Don't go Cuz-
I'll be- Ya freakazoid *** on & Whined me up-
Unless you wanna- Pack Ya ship
taking you on a trip & leave Ya Worries behinddddd-
I'm crying- dah dah ah dee dah dah dee da-
When I'm alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wall-
Screaming &-
Wishing on a Star-
If You asked me to I'd do anything you want me to-
While being-
All Cried out-
See told you music is my Muse.
(Muse'ment's)
Always Me Ayeshah
Mar 9, 2010
Mar 9, 2010 at 8:02 PM UTC
This was the year we
All got our Lost Boys names.
(No, not the vampires...we're Lost.
On Neverland.
In Neverland?)
Pillows McGee first, I think.
"That's mine--you can stick it wherever."
"Awww...I want a Happy Trail."
Or maybe it was
Lucky.
For he truly was a lucky sonofabitch that night.
"It's nice when a guy gives your ****** back when he's done."
What's the most important ingredient to a friendship, Lucky? "Another person."
True dat, Lucky. True dat.
* all nod *
Smokestacked! She smokes! And she's stacked!
Inspirational. Charming.
"I'm always on a quest for a ******
VERY ADAMANT: "I don't like **** Snakes are okay!"
Forking Ariel
had quite a bit to drink. She wanted to know why she wasn't a lesbian.
She wanted to **** on the end...but none of us can remember the end of what, anymore.
We just wrote it down because it sounds filthy.
We like filth.
Forking Ariel lost her box at some point. Probably around the time
she told us
she doesn't **** the end and she doesn't just grab it.
...otter pops?
FLASHER!
"I'll get it with my teeth."
Yeah, you will.
Flasher gave the last Lost Boy their name:
"I'm gonna have to go for Bushless Red."
Lucky: "That sounds like a cigarette. There's nothing I like more between my lips than Bushless Red."
Bushless Red hasn't had a Happy Ending, apparently, but she likes her cigarette commercial. She's
Painful, Feminine, and Appetizing.
"I say we all do it on the bed, because--" ...giggles uncontrollably.
Dear Diary,
Today, I discovered that heaven is in Cillian Murphy's pants. Or Forking Ariel's.
Also, an important ingredient in a friendship is another person.
~Bushless Red.
Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 2:13 PM UTC
"At least I have a girlfriend...."
everyone laughs
Yeah I may be going solo
Here's something you should know, though
I had a girlfriend once too
But now I am on my own
"I bet you think you're so hard
Did she get rid of you?
Did you dump her?
Was it because you're a ******
And have nothing better to do?"
everyone laughs again
Nah, I am not ********
I just extinguished the fire I started
Because the stress was killing me
I may be cold sometimes,
But I ain't no beast
I've got a heart too, I guess
Though I wouldn't mind if you were laid to rest
Because if these insults are some form of test
The only thing you're wasting is your breath
"Nah, I'm just showing how much better I am
And how having a girlfriend makes me a man"
Last time I checked, to be a man,
You didn't need
A girl to beat
Do you understand?
"Aw, **** off ****
You're just being a *****
Why don't you just bend over
And go **** on someone's' ****
A few people shake their heads
I just said I had a girlfriend
What, because I'm single means I'm suddenly gay?
Tell you what mate, I still like girls
Oh, and by the way...
If you don't beat your girlfriend
Why is her face all cuts and bruises?
Did you do it because you're a "man?"
I really hate you losers
Hit a girl for no reason
"Awww it's coz I'm tough"
impersonates drunk, gets a few laughs
It's pronounced "girl" not "punching bag"
Do you want to know what's rough?
"No, what's rough"
Drunken man takes a swing, misses
"My fist"
Mar 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2016 at 6:58 AM UTC
Birthday wishes bloom
on Facebook; friendship's fragrance
will last all year long.
Apr 7, 2011
Apr 7, 2011 at 5:17 AM UTC
I posed a querry to the stone on the summit and from it I got neither bile. Nor vomit.crickets chirping loudly into the night. The silenced with fright at once. Time passed through the hourglass with silty silence.
So I posed a querry. Slathered in razzleberry jam to the powers that am.
And the dedafening roar of NEVERMORE did bowl me over. So I posed another. Smotherd in clover and lo and behold the universe expanded in deafening silence.
Alas I am left with para of noia .
Furtive. Distrustfull. Disgusted evunnn. As said snagglepus.
A wuss in sheeps clothing. Serpentine riddle. No front nor back nor side nor middle. Left wanting of truth left here to self ******
Awww fiddle. Hey didle didle.
The cat and the fiddle.... licking his chops
Playing all sides agin the middle
Shmaaart
Nov 23, 2013
Nov 23, 2013 at 1:40 AM UTC
As I stand on the
Edge of a cliff
I am standing between
Life and death
I am staring into light
And darkness
As I stand on the
Edge of a cliff
I am standing on the
Edge of the universe
I stare in to infinity
As I stand on the
Edge of a cliff
I am standing on the edge
Of earth staring into
The solar system.
I am in awww.
Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 4:21 PM UTC
a gentle puff of air, and the stream of fragile spheres fall,
gravity takes them down, against the air currents inside that want to fly,
higher, the rainbows skitter across the round surface,
as her excitement bursts with a chirp and smiling face,
her feet can not keep still, it is against her will not to touch,
so many float from the wand as she watches them with such,
wonder,
such awe,
delighted, and
as gentle as her touch is, they pop, and with an "awww", she moves
onto another, until the air is still and bubbles are all at rest,
she softly says, "more, more...please", while almost clapping her hands
reloading the small wand a voice answers "Here we go,...again"
©DWE012014
Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 11:15 PM UTC
Sabrina and ****
On my mind
Reading through old convos
Awww
Sweet girl
Your insight inspired me
These tears
Of joy
I only want you to be happy
I’m happy knowing you did what you had to do
For you
Not for me
For you
I love you so much
Always
Will always love you
Simple times
It’s passing like the dart on a summer day it was our time and you weren’t meant to stay
I guess though bro and ****
But u know
I be here
Just here
Ready to take on anything
Want to hear your voice, but I’m patient
Even if I never get to hear it again
I’m patient
dear human
It was more than a relationship
But I mean
It’s always too late
And to easy to regret
In hopes of nothing but a greater now
So much... inside to express
In different ways
If was a connection
Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 12:45 AM UTC
That child,
seems to be reading to my old dog friend.
Can we teach a dog to read and see the significance
some men find in syllables unsaid?
In print,
Sibilant denture whistles, perk no ear
silent esses no ear can hear, un spoken esses essentially
signify nothing, simple noise.
But a good dog will respond to the slightest whistle, as if…
A sibyl said listen,
hear the wind enter the world once with
inspired expired whistling sound found in song
this way,
this is the way,
Say plain the sound of each sign.
Alpha Beta, Aleph Bet, Ayee Bee
See, these let words be saved as signals
Letters, let silent sounds hold meaning in
signs of sounds men can make,
Like
Ah. or baah, which certain ruminants make as well…
A man can say ah, and mean plain nothin'
and some dogs can too,
but when dogs say, ah, it's often
a yawn gone into a groan like a stretched out
awww as the back arches
backward and front paws stretch out.
Tail swishing slow sweeps
swirling dust mites in a shaft of morning light,
more wind than any butterfly wing or
humming bird wing could stir.
"Remember", his brown eyes say,
this posture always meant,
"let's do some fun,
go for a run,
follow a scent"
But then, another yawn
and a shake. a glance from those knowing eyes,
signifying, signing , if I am happy, he is, too.
A dog friend then punctuates, by curling down into
a black and white comma
with a bit of golden tail
covering the nose
twitiching ante
cipitating a chase that leads to this new place,
where new sounds can sound
insignificant,
dream time humms,
not worth the effort to hear,
since we are not going anywhere, today.
Ah, be, still.
Tomorrow is the myth.
My dog swears that's true.
Today, or never, and
never's fine. He Yawns.
Aug 27, 2022
Aug 27, 2022 at 4:37 PM UTC
Poem 2
Sweaty Little Fingers
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 once I caught a fish alive.
"That's not a fish! It's a tadpole!"
1,2,3,4,5 once I caught a tadpole alive
I loved the little fella and I wanted him to thrive
but he was too small for me so I made him dive
back into the water.
1 little frog hopping around. I bend and lift him from the ground. I wrap him up all safe and sound in my sweaty little fingers
2! There's another one! Better than the other one! I'm gonna catch him before he's gone so he can be a friend to number one.
3. 2's a company, 3's a crowd. But I were only five and I just didn't really get how you could make a company with only 2 people working there (true story). So I picked up another one.
For after all, I've already got 3. I've never held four frogs before! Tiny little forelegs held gently down, just so they can't hop around.
5 little frogs staying alive.
Singing "I, I, I, I'm stayin' alive!"
...Except, they were baby frogs, so it sounded more like "peep, peep"
...And their dance moves were more like...(demonstrate movements of a frog)
Anyway...
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 little hopping fellas all alive,
I set off down t' 'ill to show mi mum,
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 little hopping fellas still alive,
Runnin' all the way and havin fun,
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 little hopping fellas just alive,
I have to lean my hands ont' gate t' oppen it
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 little hopping fellas ... alive?
I run to mi mum where she sits
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 little hopping fellas ... Not... Hopping.
"Mum?"
"Aww son..."
"What ave I done?"
"Come 'ere son"
"Awww mummy!!! I killed em! I feel like poo!!!"
"It's ok Matthew I know what t' do"
So we went outside and did the best things you can do with 5 non dancing frogs and 10 sweaty little fingers.
We wiped off t'guts ont' garden wall, rubbed em ont, grass and went to build dens out of corrugated, asbestos sheeting instead.
Ah the good old days
Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 5:05 AM UTC
you are mans best friend
but your life seems to have an early end
i saw you yesterday playing with your pack
stranger gave you their uneaten snacks
you were the smallest thing i ever saw
every girl gave you an awww
you were licking my shoes
the next day your life was cut too loose
i will see you in heaven
you came from your mother
but were sent away in a plastic bag
Nov 16, 2024
Nov 16, 2024 at 10:57 AM UTC
"You are awesomesauce", I said to her.
She just smiled and said "Awww, Thank you!!"
(Then she slapped me, sarcasm inserted quietly)
She is awesomesauce in my book of poetry.
Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 10:39 PM UTC
Twenty plus years
Knowing of me
Have noooo idea to care about
Who I am
Never once taken seriously
Always not good enough
For what exactly?
Memo received
For hoes
There's juzt no luv...
Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 3:16 PM UTC