"bby" poems
Ayoko na pahabain ang mga sasabihin ko. Dahil ayaw ko narin maalala ang mga tawag ko sayo, mahal,bby,baby,kupal, tangina naalala ko lahat kapag nararamdaman ko ulit yung sakit.
Yung sakit na binigay mo nung iniwan at naghanap ka ng iba.
Yung sakit na pinaramdam mo sakin na merong ikaw at ako yung tayo.
Yung sakit ng pagpaparamdam mo sakin na mahalaga ako.
Yung sakit!
Hapdi
Sakit
Kirot
Hapdi
Sakit
Kirot
Tangina yan lahat ng klaseng sakit na nararamdman ko pag naaaala ko yung anong meron tayo.
Pero naging ano ba talaga kita?
Naging ano mo ba ako?
Nakgkaroon ba ng tayo?
Baka naman ako lang yung nag iisip na merong TAYO.
Magsisimula ako sa umpisa, sa kung paanong niyakap mo ako nung sabihin ko sayong "mahal kita.."
sa kung paanong hinalikan mo ako sa noo sabay sabi na "mahalaga ka.." at ako naman tong si tanga, tuwang tuwa na hindi pa nalinaw nga na
ayaw ko na maging mahalaga, ayaw ko na maging halaga..
kelangan ko na mahalin mo ako gaya ng sarili **** kwarto
kabisado kung para saan ang ano, kabisado kung saan nakatago ang alin
kabisado ang mga tinatago **** patalim, silbi, dumi, lihim..patalim, silbi, dumi lihim...
Patawarin mo ako sa hindi ko paglayo at patatawarin kita sa hindi mo paglapit
Patawarin mo ako sa hindi ko pagsuko at patatawarin kita sa hindi mo pagsugal
Patawarin mo ako sa hindi ko pagkamuhi sayo at patatawarin kita sa hindi mo saken pagmamahal, mahal
Pero hindi ako naniniwala na hanggang dito nalang
Umaasa pa na sana'y pwedeng humakbang
Nasa likod ko ang pader at wala nakong iaatras pa
Dahil ako'y tao lang at ang pag abante ang natitira kong galaw
07/26/16
9:44 am
Tuesday
I wroted this poem during my class in philosophy
Jul 26, 2016
Jul 26, 2016 at 10:20 AM UTC
the human soul is a treacherous place
he threw me here; my mission is to pretend..
pretend that the night has settled
pretend that this is the final stage
pretend that this is what it's meant to evolve into
pretend that i'm okay.
i watched the world give up on me
cored these lungs away.
cast me out to sea as if i were a mare human being
he took away what i thought wasn't much of a heart anyway.
heavenly to have a dark pit bestowed in me
heavenly to be carefree
but what am i supposed to do;
when the best part of me was always you?
-Inside H. Cranium
Jul 11, 2015
Jul 11, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC
**Lacking of life now
I lol on my fine divan**
*Laziness often
lacks the power of rapture
as in sofa or bedsprings*
**Labour of love her
for large obese lobster me**
*Mermaids capture me
a symphony of sea-sick
rasping tongues lick our lumps*
**Little old lady
typing the language of love**
*A real cyber date
computer romance limits
operational life's love*
**Laughing over lines
of disco **** pure *******
*Lewd obscene language
grasping lemon or lime highs
to count Hollywood star shootings*
**A full length of life
the longing off, lay proceeds**
*Lady of the Lake
lunging our lisps sound depths
we are - breathing harmony*
**The land of Lincoln
legion of Lucifer's Lord**
*landscaping of lawns,
losing our liberty's law,
leaving on lights, blinding*
**Lots of Laughs or 'lol'
populist abbreviation**
*language often less,
leftovers of literate
gone to libraries of late*
May 18, 2010
May 18, 2010 at 12:38 PM UTC
Dominic ******** › Love So Dear by BR 39 minutes ago
This poem is so ****** I pooped blood out , check mine out people 100 times better than this **** , ,100 times
Dominic ******** › funny how it turns by Sylkie Smoothie 39 minutes ago
Your poem is **** , check mine out people , 100 times better than this , 100 times
Dominic ******** › **** by GussE 40 minutes ago
What a ****** poem , check mine out people , 100 times better than this piece of crappp
Dominic ******** › Life In The Battlefields No. 50 by David 41 minutes ago
****** poetry dude , check mine out beoble 100 times better than this . 100 times
Dominic ******** › Untitled by Oly Light 42 minutes ago
This is **** , check mine out beoble ! you poem is **** ! mine is better , like a 100 times better
Dominic ******** › saeglopur, ii by C S Vincent 46 minutes ago
*cocked mouth * i lyk dat bby
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Feb 17, 2014
Feb 17, 2014 at 6:33 AM UTC
I miss our Rick & Morty Marathons
and your attempt teaching me how to play Fortnite.
I miss the "I love you's"
and texts filled with blue hearts.
I miss your smile lighting up the room,
the gazing into each other's eyes,
and our quirky giggles
as we glanced at each other.
I miss lying by your side,
holding each other so tight.
I miss ********** anywhere
whenever we got the urge.
I miss our movie dates
and convincing our parents
to stay out late.
I miss our late night drives
and the way you'd mess with me,
turning the radio volume up and down
every time I danced insane
in your passenger seat.
I miss our first kiss on the rock
at Getty Heights Park
and our last in your car
dropping me off.
I miss sneaking out my bedroom window
and our late night smoke sessions.
I miss you sneaking up behind me,
picking me up
and throwing me into the pool.
I miss you holding me from behind,
looking in the mirror
as you whispered, 'I love you.'
I miss doing your English homework
and the inappropriate jokes
you'd leave on the shared doc.
I miss our long hour phone calls,
talking about whatever came to mind,
laughing hysterically.
I miss all your dogs,
but most of all Coco
and taking her to the vet.
I miss your family
and your mom's dinners
and persistence of getting me to eat.
I miss cheering you on at all your
hockey and football games
and supporting you through your decision
to join the Marines.
I miss getting caught,
and getting condoms thrown at us.
I miss our long texts;
good morning and goodnight;
good luck and it'll all be okay.
I miss "bby"
and "your my princess" to "queen;"
"prince" to "king."
The list continues,
missing everything about us.
But most of all,
I miss you.
Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 7:01 PM UTC
You tell me on facebook "ily, bby"
Not even taking the time to type it out...
You ask me constantly if I am going to leave
I lay in bed crying at night because you forget me
So many guys want to be in my life that it hurts...
It hurts that I have to break their trusting gaze
Because I'm looking towards you...
Looking, hoping praying that your love is true
When I met you I told you to call me Kitty or Blue
But instead you call me by my real name, something few people do
When we first got together we were hotter then fire and gasoline
Now we're barely a half empty lighter on a chain smoker
When did things fade away? When did things start to change?
When did you finally get sick of being with me?
You still tell me you love me... But I have to say it first...
Am I just a nuisance? Do I actually annoy you?
Tears fill my eyes as my feelings I compromise...
You are getting away with my ******
The ****** of my heart and soul, the flash in my eyes
I become the meekest child under your gaze
And I just no longer know what to do...
Because I fear I no longer love you...
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 11:24 AM UTC
it was what you made me feel
your heart in mine; a deal
safety at its finest
you were my home
like lovers do, we slept in one another
our own private Rome
now I have gone, no longer yours
sang so softly and low
"You do your thing, bby"
May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 11:58 PM UTC
She did hear me in the courtyard
she did hear me a lark from the meadows
for me and her did have unfilled soils
and both in love wanting to sow our seeds
From her window top I greeted her
pulled down her skirt and she made her escape
we kissed as we fell into the flowers
I will never forget that day, forever more
In the field green lush grass behind us
cows were being brought in for milking
we presumed to take it to the next level
we both were doing some grunting and much mooing
They had never wanted us to be together
so we made it our last and pure task
to then in the warm winds together
bathe in summer fields of human faults and hemlock
Bby Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Aug 10, 2013
Aug 10, 2013 at 5:46 AM UTC
jeg vil bare ik indse det ej jo
srry bby, but mama told me no ;(((((((((((
kakao
armeridder
roulade
lakrids
jeg kan faktisk ikke lide lakrids eller dig
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 2:32 PM UTC
I think of u when i listen to nirvana
I see you when i daydream to frank
I hear you all the ******* time any woman sings
Ed sheeran gets sadder than normal
Tylers fantasies become realities when im w/ u
***** this is love, why dont you understand
Why the **** do you push me out?
You say nice things abt me, the whole package
Ur brown eyes r the most beautiful thing to look into bc i love that ****
I see your fear, i can sense it too
Its not tht hard to know life is hard bby girl
Empathy will be the death of me
But **** take a chance w/ a dude like me
U say i do rare **** like make you happy
You made me a ******* man
Let me help you become a ******* woman
**** they dont call my shoulder the sham-shoulder for nothing,
so its ok 2 shed a tear or 4
Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 5:36 AM UTC
I brush up my teeth
(good little boy)
I brush em up gud
put on nice white & brites
flick wrist like handsome Asian dentist said
checkup all gud iron Bru bby
no cavity litter life
burn bridges
raze fields
scorch earth
Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 1:18 PM UTC
im still trying to figure out if you love me or not
you tell me you do
but is it true?
Do you think about me the way i do every second on the day?
i cant even focus in school
my grades are low because of you
and i cant help it
i just want to burst into tears for many reasons
1. knowing that you live so far away
2. that were still young
3. i think i shouldn't love you
and 4. of course do you love me?
you call me bby
but am i really that to you
or are you just playing with my emotions ?
I honestly cant even explain how i feel
not even in this poem
Oct 19, 2013
Oct 19, 2013 at 8:20 PM UTC
y’all over here talking ‘bout love and ****
like it lasts forever or whatever
but forever has gotta end.
your kinda love ain’t real
not real like my love
that dreaming about you at night kinda love.
that thinking about how he smiled at you kinda love.
yeah
your kinda love ain’t real.
Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 1:06 AM UTC