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"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
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Jul 26, 2016
Jul 26, 2016 at 10:20 AM UTC
Paalam
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
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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
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Jul 11, 2015
Jul 11, 2015 at 2:31 PM UTC
satan is my bby daddy
**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*
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May 18, 2010
May 18, 2010 at 12:38 PM UTC
AL THNGS GRW WTH LV JST AS BAUTY IS A FDNG FLWRSW YR WLD OTS WTH ME BBY
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 Dominic ******** started following C S Vincent  46 minutes ago liked ruins by kimberlyxlynn  46 minutes ago started following kimberlyxlynn  47 minutes ago started following SoundOfRain  49 minutes ago Dominic ******** added a poem  2 hours ago Invincible Dominic ******** joined Hello Poetry. 2 hours ago
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Feb 17, 2014
Feb 17, 2014 at 6:33 AM UTC
jelous *******
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.
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Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 7:01 PM UTC
This I Miss
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.
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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...
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Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 11:24 AM UTC
"ily, bby"
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"
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May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 11:58 PM UTC
i was a fool
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
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Aug 10, 2013
Aug 10, 2013 at 5:46 AM UTC
Summer Fields And Hemlock
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
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Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 2:32 PM UTC
men hvad står der virkelig? 36
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
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Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 5:36 AM UTC
Abstract.
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
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Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 1:18 PM UTC
Brushed up gud
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
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Oct 19, 2013
Oct 19, 2013 at 8:20 PM UTC
worst thought poem.
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.
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Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 1:06 AM UTC
love ain’t real bby