"bagful" poems - Hello Poetry

I. I went to wendy's yesterday and I saw ed on the other day and he carried with him, a bagful of books and came along will, and saw him they exchanged looks and Will asked for some 'tools' So came along Kim who wore too much makeup and she sat on the chair beside me to look for boys who she would hook up with. II. I went to wendy's yesterday and I saw ed on the hay and he carried with him, a handful of smokes and he started to fling the smoke and breath in the air Inside his throat. Then came along will, and saw him he passed him a light, and gave a wink they exchanged gifts and ed asked for more *** and will handed him, and ed gave his jackpot So came along kim who wore shorts and tops that showed her breast she sat to the chair beside the teenager and want to flirt with him over the motel and gave her a wink as she grabs the jackpot. III. I went to wendy's yesterday and ordered for a milkshake when I saw ed by the counter with his tray and he carried with him, a gray bag full of ******* and he started to tuck it between him, as he ordered a burger and some fries. Then came along will, and saw him he passed him the pack, and gave him a smile they exchanged gifts and will gave him the cash and ed stashed the burger wrapper in the trash So came along kim who wore a mini skirt and tops that showed her cleavage She sat to the chair beside the man and the man smiled and gave her some cash and gave him a wink as he follow her to the motel IV. For graduation, I came to wendy's to celebrate and ordered salads for the day and then I saw ed outside handcuffed by the police for selling cyanide and then I saw Will inside displeased and gave a sigh and brought out a smoke to feel it's air deeply inside his thigh that's when Tracey pointed to kim, and told me she was selling some thing and that she couldn't go with us to celebrate Because of the baby in her den. And lewis pointed to ed, Said he was addicted to the things that we weren't suppose to take. V. I went yesterday at wendy's and saw the coffin that was ed's and saw the gun that Will was holding, as he began to get the **** out of the man. I chewed my burger that day at wendy's and can't help but ask why why the people was circling around Kim's body. By the sidewalk.

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Aug 30, 2013

Aug 30, 2013 at 7:40 AM UTC

wakeupnirvana

Yesterday at wendy's

I. I went to wendy's yesterday and I saw ed on the other day and he carried with him, a bagful of books and came along will, and saw him they exchanged looks and Will asked for some 'tools' So came along Kim who wore too much makeup and she sat on the chair beside me to look for boys who she would hook up with. II. I went to wendy's yesterday and I saw ed on the hay and he carried with him, a handful of smokes and he started to fling the smoke and breath in the air Inside his throat. Then came along will, and saw him he passed him a light, and gave a wink they exchanged gifts and ed asked for more *** and will handed him, and ed gave his jackpot So came along kim who wore shorts and tops that showed her breast she sat to the chair beside the teenager and want to flirt with him over the motel and gave her a wink as she grabs the jackpot. III. I went to wendy's yesterday and ordered for a milkshake when I saw ed by the counter with his tray and he carried with him, a gray bag full of ******* and he started to tuck it between him, as he ordered a burger and some fries. Then came along will, and saw him he passed him the pack, and gave him a smile they exchanged gifts and will gave him the cash and ed stashed the burger wrapper in the trash So came along kim who wore a mini skirt and tops that showed her cleavage She sat to the chair beside the man and the man smiled and gave her some cash and gave him a wink as he follow her to the motel IV. For graduation, I came to wendy's to celebrate and ordered salads for the day and then I saw ed outside handcuffed by the police for selling cyanide and then I saw Will inside displeased and gave a sigh and brought out a smoke to feel it's air deeply inside his thigh that's when Tracey pointed to kim, and told me she was selling some thing and that she couldn't go with us to celebrate Because of the baby in her den. And lewis pointed to ed, Said he was addicted to the things that we weren't suppose to take. V. I went yesterday at wendy's and saw the coffin that was ed's and saw the gun that Will was holding, as he began to get the **** out of the man. I chewed my burger that day at wendy's and can't help but ask why why the people was circling around Kim's body. By the sidewalk.

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Milk rice curd and fish brinjal chilli and gourd not one item I would miss not forget one word. Mom would say write them down so don't you leave anything banana butter tea bread brown a world of goods to bring. I run on the way muttering those stuff curd and fish fine tea on my head they hit me rough jumble my memory. *The sky today is yawning blue clouds sail like milky raft in the wind is a drift of sweet brew incense's misty waft! Walk easy boy don't go so fast aren't the birds on mystery flight look up to see how in wind's gust soared high in the sky the kite! There's a crowd in charm of magic wand a snake dancer with his wooden flute brought bagful tricks from distant land snakes caught from jungles remote! On the playground is running a match ball rolling from net to net why not stop for some minutes' watch keep brinjal and gourd on wait!* The field is green trees' shade alluring dreams come in bird wings' flap milk rice curd now a distant thing the boy takes a nebulous nap.

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Apr 26, 2014

Apr 26, 2014 at 10:59 AM UTC

pradip-chattopadhyay

An Errand

Milk rice curd and fish brinjal chilli and gourd not one item I would miss not forget one word. Mom would say write them down so don't you leave anything banana butter tea bread brown a world of goods to bring. I run on the way muttering those stuff curd and fish fine tea on my head they hit me rough jumble my memory. *The sky today is yawning blue clouds sail like milky raft in the wind is a drift of sweet brew incense's misty waft! Walk easy boy don't go so fast aren't the birds on mystery flight look up to see how in wind's gust soared high in the sky the kite! There's a crowd in charm of magic wand a snake dancer with his wooden flute brought bagful tricks from distant land snakes caught from jungles remote! On the playground is running a match ball rolling from net to net why not stop for some minutes' watch keep brinjal and gourd on wait!* The field is green trees' shade alluring dreams come in bird wings' flap milk rice curd now a distant thing the boy takes a nebulous nap.

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Enter softly, she spoke to me, twisted like fungi on a tree trunk. For every spot of desert there's an ounce of ocean to fit inside it. Our tunnels will meet someday I told her. Do not be afraid reading this, doom can be sweet as a garden or smelly like an eye ****** My abdomen is creased with age and tourniquets. Every time...I tie myself to a lamp post and wait for my Master to come with the next direction. I eat sugar cubes, carrots, and stand eight feet- so dive with me. I am a Pisces. I have been built to swim and suffer intolerable cruelties. Break me with your hand, your closed fist, a strap of leather, a bagful of flour. I am not the valor of your toothbrush or table cloth. I do not follow the sunset home, instead I fly over the bayou, scouting for sandpipers in the low tide. Looking at the telephone for you to appear, playing the songs of you in my head. I hear you, I remember the airports, the MCA, the head holding, and the longing. In place of reality, I choose your colors boldly and stuff them tightly into my left lapel and chest breast pocket. You are superior evidence that I exist.

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Mar 14, 2014

Mar 14, 2014 at 5:27 AM UTC

martin-narrod

Your Flower Crown....Eyes That Never Turn Black

Enter softly, she spoke to me, twisted like fungi on a tree trunk. For every spot of desert there's an ounce of ocean to fit inside it. Our tunnels will meet someday I told her. Do not be afraid reading this, doom can be sweet as a garden or smelly like an eye ****** My abdomen is creased with age and tourniquets. Every time...I tie myself to a lamp post and wait for my Master to come with the next direction. I eat sugar cubes, carrots, and stand eight feet- so dive with me. I am a Pisces. I have been built to swim and suffer intolerable cruelties. Break me with your hand, your closed fist, a strap of leather, a bagful of flour. I am not the valor of your toothbrush or table cloth. I do not follow the sunset home, instead I fly over the bayou, scouting for sandpipers in the low tide. Looking at the telephone for you to appear, playing the songs of you in my head. I hear you, I remember the airports, the MCA, the head holding, and the longing. In place of reality, I choose your colors boldly and stuff them tightly into my left lapel and chest breast pocket. You are superior evidence that I exist.

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It all started after two deaths struck the family The house was devastated it happened so quickly They were still in mourning coping with the shock When was heard their presence the eerie nightly knocks! The sadness was soon replaced by a sense of horror Footsteps were heard with none on the corridor The lights went off their own stones pelted from nowhere Doors banged without a gale lost things weren’t anywhere! Ashes dumped on food filled jug was soon empty Wastes lay littered in rooms locked and debarred entry Nights were spent sleepless each stayed on bed awake Praying for the knockings to stop arrival of daybreak! The terrorized house lay numb without a key to the mists Till they had them enough the pranks of the evil spirits Too long was going this at their cost the ghostly ruckus Not deterred by one’s boastful claim we got a gun with us! When the unwanted visitors showed no signs of retreat Priests were summoned to drive out the evil spirits They said not one but the house is playing host To not one evildoer but a bunch of malevolent ghosts! They performed for three days got bagful royal treat Then they were gone but the visitors didn’t retreat It was by now known they would go on till Their mission accomplished they could close the deal! One day it all stopped as suddenly as did start Quietly they left sprightly souls did depart But also found were gone with the phantoms’ revelry Grandpa’s saved gold coins all Grandma’s jewelry!

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Jan 21, 2014

Jan 21, 2014 at 7:14 AM UTC

pradip-chattopadhyay

Phantom's Opera

It all started after two deaths struck the family The house was devastated it happened so quickly They were still in mourning coping with the shock When was heard their presence the eerie nightly knocks! The sadness was soon replaced by a sense of horror Footsteps were heard with none on the corridor The lights went off their own stones pelted from nowhere Doors banged without a gale lost things weren’t anywhere! Ashes dumped on food filled jug was soon empty Wastes lay littered in rooms locked and debarred entry Nights were spent sleepless each stayed on bed awake Praying for the knockings to stop arrival of daybreak! The terrorized house lay numb without a key to the mists Till they had them enough the pranks of the evil spirits Too long was going this at their cost the ghostly ruckus Not deterred by one’s boastful claim we got a gun with us! When the unwanted visitors showed no signs of retreat Priests were summoned to drive out the evil spirits They said not one but the house is playing host To not one evildoer but a bunch of malevolent ghosts! They performed for three days got bagful royal treat Then they were gone but the visitors didn’t retreat It was by now known they would go on till Their mission accomplished they could close the deal! One day it all stopped as suddenly as did start Quietly they left sprightly souls did depart But also found were gone with the phantoms’ revelry Grandpa’s saved gold coins all Grandma’s jewelry!

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Behold the Weight upon my back, In stunning armor, no luster lack. He rides and rides till break of day, Plotting out the fastest way. To save a damsel in distress, A challenge conquered by the best. Riding above the mountains and the sea, But really he sits. He sits on me. We arrived at our destination, He prepares for his occupation, of rescuing princesses from a tower. For that is all that's in his power. So there I wait, and watch him leave, Walking to the gates with ease. He left me with no water to drink, So I decide to wait and take a leak. It was minutes until he came out, Running around and all about. A young girl upon his shoulder, Just as the night was growing colder. He threw the ***** upon my saddle, And loaded me up like some cattle. He jumped up and decided to scream, "RUN RUN, YOU ******* STEED!" And so I ran, as they both sat, Galloping hard as those two chat. They spoke of riches and much gold, Of their parents, all reasonably old. We arrived at the great castle gates, As I was reminded of how little I ate. Looking over at a couple of goats, Munching on delicious oats. I was drawn, for I was starved, But into my side, my Weight carved. He pulled my reins towards the castle gate, He would not dare to be late. When we had made our approach, He tied me to a very strong post. "Stay here and don't move," he said to me. "I'll come back later, you will see." He entered the gates and let me be. I waited for the night, but did not see The Weight come back, like he said he would, I was hoping he was not gone for good. It was then that I saw a shadow move. It was a superstition that I did not approve. Behold, a thief in the night, Come to steal with all his might. In his hand, he held a large bag, Of gold and jewels, and royal flag. He leaped upon my back to escape, His confidence left my mouth agape. I dare not move, my Weight will return, Him and his wicked little spurs. The thief leaped off and scuffled around. He went into the stable to bring a bag, round. He opened the bag, and there I did see. A bagful of oats, and they were all for me! He took a handful and put them to my nose. I ate them all quickly, fastest I chose. He patted my hair, and gave me a scratch, He sang me a song, and let me relax. He leaped on my back and spurred one last time. I gave him a prize, because he gave me mine.

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Jan 6, 2013

Jan 6, 2013 at 3:21 AM UTC

makana-queja

The Steed

Behold the Weight upon my back, In stunning armor, no luster lack. He rides and rides till break of day, Plotting out the fastest way. To save a damsel in distress, A challenge conquered by the best. Riding above the mountains and the sea, But really he sits. He sits on me. We arrived at our destination, He prepares for his occupation, of rescuing princesses from a tower. For that is all that's in his power. So there I wait, and watch him leave, Walking to the gates with ease. He left me with no water to drink, So I decide to wait and take a leak. It was minutes until he came out, Running around and all about. A young girl upon his shoulder, Just as the night was growing colder. He threw the ***** upon my saddle, And loaded me up like some cattle. He jumped up and decided to scream, "RUN RUN, YOU ******* STEED!" And so I ran, as they both sat, Galloping hard as those two chat. They spoke of riches and much gold, Of their parents, all reasonably old. We arrived at the great castle gates, As I was reminded of how little I ate. Looking over at a couple of goats, Munching on delicious oats. I was drawn, for I was starved, But into my side, my Weight carved. He pulled my reins towards the castle gate, He would not dare to be late. When we had made our approach, He tied me to a very strong post. "Stay here and don't move," he said to me. "I'll come back later, you will see." He entered the gates and let me be. I waited for the night, but did not see The Weight come back, like he said he would, I was hoping he was not gone for good. It was then that I saw a shadow move. It was a superstition that I did not approve. Behold, a thief in the night, Come to steal with all his might. In his hand, he held a large bag, Of gold and jewels, and royal flag. He leaped upon my back to escape, His confidence left my mouth agape. I dare not move, my Weight will return, Him and his wicked little spurs. The thief leaped off and scuffled around. He went into the stable to bring a bag, round. He opened the bag, and there I did see. A bagful of oats, and they were all for me! He took a handful and put them to my nose. I ate them all quickly, fastest I chose. He patted my hair, and gave me a scratch, He sang me a song, and let me relax. He leaped on my back and spurred one last time. I gave him a prize, because he gave me mine.

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When at roadside stands I see a little mag of poetry can't help mutter two words lapis lazuli Must have brought it a poet like him lover of letters dealer of dreams drunk in the elixir of emotion added a drop more to the spilling ocean! In the vastness grew in one nook bearded youth with poetic look his words tattered on the canvas a rag bringing this world one little mag! There wasn't a reader an eye to see the poet's journal sold for free he carried them bagful if could find ears willing a discerning mind! Then they shrunk the hopes high soared wings broken the bard was floored in the desert sands lay dried poetry dying unprized lapis lazuli! No question asked nor rose a frown a wasted poet was the known verdict he put his pen forever down till breathed his last a drug addict!

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Apr 23, 2014

Apr 23, 2014 at 5:26 AM UTC

pradip-chattopadhyay

Lapis Lazuli

When at roadside stands I see a little mag of poetry can't help mutter two words lapis lazuli Must have brought it a poet like him lover of letters dealer of dreams drunk in the elixir of emotion added a drop more to the spilling ocean! In the vastness grew in one nook bearded youth with poetic look his words tattered on the canvas a rag bringing this world one little mag! There wasn't a reader an eye to see the poet's journal sold for free he carried them bagful if could find ears willing a discerning mind! Then they shrunk the hopes high soared wings broken the bard was floored in the desert sands lay dried poetry dying unprized lapis lazuli! No question asked nor rose a frown a wasted poet was the known verdict he put his pen forever down till breathed his last a drug addict!

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I ate a bagful of about 75 warning signs Just ate ‘em right up I lost 20 lbs from exhaustion and sickness of the mind Every day I wish I had no heart and no soul I had a child once She was murdered in a fit of rage I had such a grasp of who I was but no longer I need release I need support I need control I need her far, far away

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Jan 26, 2013

Jan 26, 2013 at 1:47 PM UTC

luke-colbert

Bagful

I ate a bagful of about 75 warning signs Just ate ‘em right up I lost 20 lbs from exhaustion and sickness of the mind Every day I wish I had no heart and no soul I had a child once She was murdered in a fit of rage I had such a grasp of who I was but no longer I need release I need support I need control I need her far, far away

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There was a party The **** the lion, the sparrow, the hen, the deer, the bear and the elephant. All gathered at the **** house to celebrate with his birthday .The **** asked them to sing a song. The elephant says: you are the best You don't make the worst You wake the people early To do their works fairly You don't go away You keep your eggs Till they become hens The deer says: I am beautiful My eyes are bagful I see you more helpful You wake the farmer early To go to the farm and work happily You are the best you are the lovely The Sparrow says: we all wake early Before the sun comes morning And say to the living As we say the day going And the sun comes dawning Salute the prince of waking The fox says: I can mock every one And you can't mocked easily I go to see the best one You are him fairly I love you calling Till the creature feeling the peace safely The war is not her surly The lion says: I am the king of the jungle I govern the jungle with fair No one can do unfair He will be punished surly You must greet the majesty The prince of waking early I wear you the crown of ordinary All the crowds shout and say We must celebrate We must make a feast We have to salute the prince Dearest the hero of peace You woke up only the beast on the earth If you go east or west You hair him saying cocococoo

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Aug 20, 2018

Aug 20, 2018 at 12:11 AM UTC

mohamad-taha-safan

The cocococoo party

There was a party The **** the lion, the sparrow, the hen, the deer, the bear and the elephant. All gathered at the **** house to celebrate with his birthday .The **** asked them to sing a song. The elephant says: you are the best You don't make the worst You wake the people early To do their works fairly You don't go away You keep your eggs Till they become hens The deer says: I am beautiful My eyes are bagful I see you more helpful You wake the farmer early To go to the farm and work happily You are the best you are the lovely The Sparrow says: we all wake early Before the sun comes morning And say to the living As we say the day going And the sun comes dawning Salute the prince of waking The fox says: I can mock every one And you can't mocked easily I go to see the best one You are him fairly I love you calling Till the creature feeling the peace safely The war is not her surly The lion says: I am the king of the jungle I govern the jungle with fair No one can do unfair He will be punished surly You must greet the majesty The prince of waking early I wear you the crown of ordinary All the crowds shout and say We must celebrate We must make a feast We have to salute the prince Dearest the hero of peace You woke up only the beast on the earth If you go east or west You hair him saying cocococoo

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Only love is not enough for a lasting relationship, You need to let out a pinch of anger, A bagful of care, With a cup of sorrow and a drum of happiness, Sprinkles of tiffs, And most important is tons of trust and communication. 20/9/2024

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Sep 20, 2024

Sep 20, 2024 at 3:56 AM UTC

salmabanu-hatim

I Think

Only love is not enough for a lasting relationship, You need to let out a pinch of anger, A bagful of care, With a cup of sorrow and a drum of happiness, Sprinkles of tiffs, And most important is tons of trust and communication. 20/9/2024

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She is icy/hot, Hot and cold like Gobi Desert. When she is icy, She is cold as Antarctica, Breathtakingly beautiful, alluring, allusive, Frigid as a stone, Aloof as the stars, Frosty as an iceberg. Her steel blue eyes can pierce your very being, Her wintry smile stops you in mid-sentence. When she is aroused, She becomes a smouldering volcano, Tempestuous, cascading hot lava of desire, As fiery as a glowing Sun, As passionate as a young lover, She emits an aura of sensuality, She becomes an inferno of ecstasy , A bagful of icy/hot feminity.

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Mar 18, 2018

Mar 18, 2018 at 6:43 AM UTC

salmabanu-hatim

Metamorphosis

She is icy/hot, Hot and cold like Gobi Desert. When she is icy, She is cold as Antarctica, Breathtakingly beautiful, alluring, allusive, Frigid as a stone, Aloof as the stars, Frosty as an iceberg. Her steel blue eyes can pierce your very being, Her wintry smile stops you in mid-sentence. When she is aroused, She becomes a smouldering volcano, Tempestuous, cascading hot lava of desire, As fiery as a glowing Sun, As passionate as a young lover, She emits an aura of sensuality, She becomes an inferno of ecstasy , A bagful of icy/hot feminity.

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