"bish" poems
I wish I could fly,
like an eagle in a sky;
I wish I could use a hug,
like a warm coffee in a mug;
I wish I could swim like a fish,
and could also delete one of my bish;
I wish to see everybody clearly,
all those who treated me severely;
I wish to have Newton's mind,
So that I could do something good for mankind;
I wish to have a friend,
Who wont hesitate to share things till the end;
I wish to tell that girl how much I love her,
because I think we are just opposite of concur;
I wish to have a magic door,
So that I could run away whenever I'm abhor ;
I wish to live a peaceful life,
But it is not possible because everyday I have this new strife.
Oct 20, 2018
Oct 20, 2018 at 11:06 AM UTC
Light this up real quick lighter
****** hear Sage and they go insane
Who's to blame
Lonely soul just a name you can't detain this brain
Scandalous
Triple six what the **** is sane?
Seeing kittens without the ******* haze
Stroke game long and fast that's Usain
Can't hear you over your girls moans, what the **** you saying?
Super lubin
Leaving all you spoofs
Stupid ****** leave me drooling on the stool
So above to even fall for these hoes cause they come and go like my sadness that makes me feel like a ghost
Too legit to even roast on my foes
Thoughts of overdose
But I can't die cause I am the Goat
Dismiss the dope
Very cynical
Self heal without the clinical
I've been there
I wish it was that easy but it was too difficult
Get it from the back and yo girl in fear
Always teased for being weird
Changing routes like I'm swerving the steer
Off some xanax and all the *** isn't pleasing my emotion to disappear into what's really real
That's death and thats what make you ****** squeal
Ruthless, heart of steel
All I see is snakes when I walk the halls
Down to ball
Never for a ***** money and nothing else
Helps me dwell
Living well trapped in this mental cell
214 ***** where I learned to be myself
Live to excel and to focus on my wealth
Dumb ****** live to flaunt what they cant even cop
Your girl pop lock and drop on this 7inch ****
Dumb ****** get socked up in this world like if their throats clogged
****** sour lime
These acts so undefined
Yo girl kinda fine my girl a ******* dime
The truth I'll help you find
In time we'll be divine and our hearts won't divide
I swear these ******* flinch when I leave em cause the sticky getting to the *******
Up on a podium on some potent
I told myself I'd quit cause I'm just a student
Bish yo man got them moobies
Bish I'm on yo girls mental movies
Bish we smokin some doubies
Bish we making moves
Bish keep up with the groove
Bish yo girl got them cooties
Bish you acting pretty goofy
***** not into materialism but this **** is Gucci
Bish we trip on some lucy
Takes me a minute to make yo girl juicy
Nosey ****** boogie
Bish I'm genius but I'm still pretty gloomy
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 10:32 PM UTC
I used to be lysexic
But I’m betting getter.
I sometimes get letters
All gangled up totether.
I often lose tontrol
Of the taction of my ung
I had this tind of krubble
Sever yince I was sung.
I backed things saidward
It muzz wore than embarrassing.
It got me picked lot upon
Subjected to hate grarrassing.
Sometimes wumbers nould
Lood just like wetters
Back when I was lysdexic
But I am betting getter.
Not just lysdexic am me
But I Spoonerise tum soo.
And unce that sets started
There is lo sittle I can do.
It get’s ard to understand me
And it isses some eeple poff
I really bish I could weegin
To **** to stalk like a toff.
I used to be lysexic
But I’m betting getter.
I sometimes get letters
All gangled up totether.
I often lose tontrol
Of the taction of my ung
I had this kind of rubble
Sever yince I was sung.
Apr 6, 2017
Apr 6, 2017 at 8:50 PM UTC
oh snap.
guess who's back?
I'm one step closer to a heart attack.
these flashbacks drawn from a cutback, turned me into an insomniac,
twas only a matter of time until I had a cardiac
arrest me now, officer. I've done you all wrong.
'cause my heart lying in my breast no longer plays a loving song.
I'd love to play the rest, see who else would try and sing along,
but I best not cause more distress, I know where I belong.
this girl KC.
man, she's killing me.
thoughts grilling me, yeah they drilling me!
this thrilling feeling's chilling me to the core, like it's refilling a sea
that just won't quit. My anchor's heavy as ****
my head's split a bit, teeth grit cause I'm full of these images of misfits, and culprits
whose crimes I didn't know they could commit-
they're all me- I'll admit I don't have a permit to
park my *** in this waste of mass class.
just mind the sass, my ego's thick as thick glass, and I don't have the strength to be harassed (rn).
hold up
>>Boi
I don't got time for this.
I need help, man, tell me what to do, I'm ******
this story's this; I miss the abyss in which I could hiss at KC's every bish she brought home,
reminisce that shish in whish I could blissfully talk about french kissing her.
but now I got me a man.
but now she back I've got no game plan.
tell me can you show me again how life is more than her?
Feb 12, 2018
Feb 12, 2018 at 6:20 PM UTC
b-dumm dumm
b-dumm dumm
b-dumm dumm
b-dumm dumm tchka ta weh...
tchka tchka tchka b-dumm
dumm dumm tchka tsk dumm tchka tish
dumm dumm tchka tsk dumm tchka tash
dumm dumm tchka tsk dumm tchka dish
tsk dumm b-dumm dumm tchka dumm bash
b-dumm dumm tish tchka dumm dumm tash
b-dumm dumm tish tchka dumm dumm tash
boom boom boom tchka tchka dumm bash
dumm bash-bash, dm-bash bash, dm-bish
tchka tchka dumm dumm ting
boom boom tchka tchka dumm bash ting
shik shik shika tika tik tik ting
boom boom tchka shika boom ting bish
boom shika tchka boom bash boom ching
boom, b-dumm dumm tika tika tika ting
boom shika shika boom bish bash beng
tika tika tika dumm boom boom ting
boof.. ka tchka boom boom cha
b-boof boof ka tchka boom boom cha
boom boom ka tchka tchka boom tish
tchka tchka dumm tsk tsk (dubudu) kish
(dubudu) (dubudu) (dubudu) tish
(dubudu) (dubudu) dub dub tesh
(dubudu) (dubudu) (dubudu) tsk tchka dish
dub.. b-dub dub taka tchka ting
dub dub tchka tsk dumm tchka ting
dub dub tchka tsk dumm tchka tash
dub dub tchka tsk dumm tchka ting
dub dub dub, b-dub dub dub mmm
b-dub dub dub, b-dub dub dub mmm
b-dub dub dub, b-dub dub dub mmm
b-dub mmm dub
b-dub mmm dub
b-dub
b-dub
b-dummm
Jul 30, 2016
Jul 30, 2016 at 7:52 AM UTC
While plucking feathers, while plucking feathers
The black tar envelops my unmanly sigh
A cigarette in the moon's light with a stranger
And the howling of an unsightly beast
While plucking feathers, while plucking feathers
The fog obscures everything in sight
I'm questioning the night sky on its numbers
The forest looks in disgust and curiosity
While plucking feathers, while plucking feathers
I'm bleeding out, I'm bleeding out
While plucking feathers, my ear drum pops
I say my goodbye and flap my bare wings
An ornate door leads to the mausoleum
A huge crack showing the entrance of grave robbers
The youths wander inside to belittle their ancestors
And my ballad softly floats above the ground
While plucking feathers, while plucking feathers
The young man rests near his anvil
Opening his book of poetry on an empty page
Only to find the blood of the martyr seeping
While plucking my feathers
Will the youth remember my name?
Will I be forgotten as a nameless man?
Or will I be the poet of the next century?
Pluck my feathers or don't!
Pluck my feathers or don't!
Pluck my feathers or don't!
But do not forget me and the steps which I took
Do not forget my babbling, my bish and my bosch
Do not forget my gifts, you, receiver of blessing
Pluck them rhythmically, slave, rhythmically
My feather falls, slowly to the ground
It is the last of its kind
And as my breaths draw to a close
The children laugh gleefully
Unknowing the end is near
Extinction on my name once and for all
Pluck my feathers no more, slave,
I've just blood to give.
Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 7:09 PM UTC
Lógbrain Crappó has the runs
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
And with those runs he's voiding 'Art'
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
With an Artiste here
And an Artiste there
Here an Ar-, there a tiste
Everywhere an Artiste
Lógbrain Crappó has the runs
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
Lógbrain Crappó has the runs
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
And with those runs he has bad dreams
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
With a sub par here
And a sub par there
Here a sub, there a par
Everywhere a sub par
Lógbrain Crappó has the runs
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
Lógbrain Crappó has the runs
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
And with those runs he's fantasized
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
With a mediocre here
And a mediocre there
Here a medi-, there an ocre
Everywhere a mediocre
Lógbrain Crappó has the runs
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
Lógbrain Crappó has the runs
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
And with those runs he babbles on
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
With a ******* here
And a ******* there
Here a rub-, there a bish
Everywhere a *******
Lógbrain Crappó has the runs
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
Lógbrain Crappó has the runs
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
And with those runs he flushes on
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
With an Egó here
And an Egó there
Here an Egó, there an Egó
Everywhere an Egó
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
With an Artiste here
And an Artiste there
Here an Ar-, there a tiste
Everywhere an Artiste
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
With a sub par here
And a sub par there
Here a sub, there a par
Everywhere a sub par
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
With a mediocre here
And a mediocre there
Here a medi-, there an ocre
Everywhere a mediocre
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh
With a ******* here
And a ******* there
Here a rub-, there a bish
Everywhere a *******
Lógbrain Crappó has the runs
Thee-I-Thee-I-Óh-Óh-Óh
Jan 1, 2015
Jan 1, 2015 at 2:03 PM UTC
Everyday I go the same way
I don't sway far from the footpath
Cause I'm afraid to be led astray
I don't need to do the maths
to know I'm not a psychopath in this thinking
but I do have an inkling
that maybe I am sociopath
because I go the same way everyday
just to stay sane.
It's hard to explain
this disdain for anything different
to the stinking mundane that is my life.
I desperately try to sustain it by going out of my way to contain and control everything to obtain order.
So there is nothing new
Everything here the same.
like some sort of lame game
that's to blame because
I'm ashamed to say
that I'm addicted to it.
A convict in my own brain
Beginning ****** battles
Bish! Bash! Bosh!
Trying to be evicted
cause I'm conflicted
I resent being restricted
but I'm twisted
and wouldn't know
what to do if I got out
it's not just mere
bout with self doubt
about being scared
from swaying from the footpaths
No it's not being scared
it's about disappointment
I'm too acquainted
with my own containment
Of the same
that if I was to compare
my way to another
I'd be full of despair
I'm not prepared
to juxtapose anything
But I suppose that's normal
it's not insane thinking.
This inkling I've had is humane,
human nature.
so I proposed that
the only way to change
and end my affliction
is to expose myself to the abnormal
without being so formal.
The simple act stepping outside out of my comfort zone
away from the dull drone
is the start
with a little effort
I can look at life
through my rose-tinted glasses
La vie en rose!
engross with all things new
everything that is composed
of this Earth,
is now worth so much to me
I'm no longer afraid to compare
I loudly and proudly proclaim
that I do not take the same way
everyday
sometimes I sway from the mundane
cause I've ordained my self as a free man.
brand new me, who's not scared to see or be or even peruse the new.
This pure philosophy is the cure and is now imbued in my soul.
So on that overdue cue,
I bid you adieu
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 6:27 PM UTC
you say you love me
then you say I hold you back
you say I'm amazing
then you laugh about how I thought "this" would last
you ignore me until I break
then you hold my hand and say you missed me.
you are more messed up than I ever imagined
and I feel embarrassed for continuously fighting a battle
that you left months ago.
I wish I could be as heartless as you-
just shut my eyes and hold my breath,
try to forget until it all just disappeared-
but I know you.
I remember when you were by my side while I cried
I remember when you told me I could never do anything to make you stop loving me
I remember
when we were just a boy and a girl, so innocent
first meeting
first kiss
first admission of love
I remember
but you want to forget
want to run away from difficult feelings and responsibility
you don't care about how I feel
and I feel an awful lot of awful
as you leave and erase me
I ache and break.
I. Hate. You.
but why can't you just love me like you used to?
Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 10:28 PM UTC
today i threw away your first note to me
its been a month since you left
i no longer fear what i will see before i run away in darkness
but rather what i wont see as i
run towards it in the light
every one makes it seem like you can just move on
but have the ones making it seem that way ever been blindly thrown into an ocean of want with weights tied to their ankles?
you were my ******* in human form
every curve a line
every touch a sniff
its hard to hold back the urge of negative actions at the sight or memory of you
but at the same time i fight a war just as major as those actions with the opinion and set expectations of everyone else around me
i wish i could have realized the danger that was to come when i no longer loved you but rather the memories of you
im waiting to restock the empty shelves that align my insides
its been a month since they were filled
even though they were filled with stale expired items
id rather be stocked with useless things than be emptied completely
Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 12:24 AM UTC
“Deeds To Remember”
Castle cast! Lo, hail the Aloft,
Wisest of Wise He indeed is.
Forsaken Herald forever forbidden
To oven never to return to Kingdom.
5.That Pride! That iniquitous Overthrown.
Beware! The Fallen lures and crush soft,
Disciples walks in darkness of forsaken
Taunt them not, merciless they are
Peril Serpent desires vengeance.
10.Bind the chain of authority to defeat.
Thee reckless numb! Thee commanded One,
Paradise filled by plaintive of atrocity?
Oh! How unprophetical jest!
Holy wrath wiped luring serpent out.
15.Double-edged sword is sharp indeed.
Holy man! Indeed a perfect craft
Thou art the clairvoyance of God,
Pillar of Paradise on Earth
Boon by wisdom to realm of Heaven.
20.Hell's Oven not meant for thee.
Yet! Lust seduced thy virtue,
Lust for pleasure did lured thee.
Ah! Mortal man not a ludic
But perfect creation in Him,
25.Err is natural thou mustn't lessen by
For pleasure of lust once known
Is valley of abyss for eon.
Thou mustn't astray, He say'd!
Thou art Holy boon of Will
30.Of ***** of everlasting Living.
Valley of death now a deficient!
Thou thrived conquest not a bish
Sitten upon Thee, man shall bow
Salutations they'd wave, oh Mighty
35.Restful cuddle for them with Thee.
Hark the Herald of Divine,
For trumpet sings for man.
Feast indeed! Now lamb to Shepherd.
Sacrifice that pave way to Home
40.Forget not, for He awaits thee Home!
Nganyah Ngonyen Phom
Nov 10, 2018
Nov 10, 2018 at 4:02 AM UTC
CHORUS:
Yo
oh, where u at?
where u at, bruh?
e'ryone been askin,
yea you got they full attention.
..
uh, where you at?
where u at?
yo girl's been actin frantic
yeah she don't take none o that.
V1:
****
this town's been lost without you, man.
people seemin like they gone be lost without you, man.
actin like the end is here before they live's began.
tryin to move on, yeah, but they ruining my plans.
ay
yeah,
they be like "I ain't got no friends"
but they each other's fam, yeah, looks like you got you some fans, yeah
my attention span's affected like it got hit by your van yeah
bish your ban's been fun, yeah, but like where u f*ckin at, yeah
CHORUS:
where you at?
oh, where u at?
where u at bruh?
e'ryone's been askin,
yeah you got they full attention
uh
where u at?
where u at?
yo homie's actin crazy
yeah they can't take none o that
where u at?
V2:
you been on the road for a while now
keepin to yoself as if you don't know no one, oh wow
well congrats on the publicity, why don't u take a bow?
I hope their pain was worth it, boy, although I dunno how
oh, wow
yeah, don't care about yo friends anyhow
yo whereabouts unknown like secrecy's a kind of secret vow
you allow all this foul play like it's somehow all allowed,
you dunno how trust works so you misusing others now, ciao
CHORUS:
where u at?
oh, where u at?
where u at, bruh?
e'ryone been askin
yea u got they full attention
uh
where u at?
where u at?
u gonna lose yo followers
if you gone act like that
where u at?
V3:
they say u never had a good life,
and I believe them alright
yeah
you be all alone because you running outta knives, right?
actin like a victim when you commiting the crime like
so far from society? you be so fckin precious, smile
breakin hearts by being broken, you can't even write, whoa
sayin that you got nothing when we the ones that broke, you're
absolutely right in that none one really likes u tho
cause by the end o the day we all got places to go
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 6:45 PM UTC
look in the mirror see what appears its clear im the ferror i shed a tear the end is near im not from here i was born in a single digit year 10k years take it from a peer dear my jet leer sirens going off terror fear lie an smoke look in the mirror
blood on my hands youre ******* sick its evident the past is pretence force more powerful then the presidents im **** near napolean an the earth my ship theres a twist in my hips when i unload this **** on everyone bare witness an return my lifeline to sanctions
im alive the dawning of a new beginning you shall never walk over me with illuminatic presentations we will make you jews extinct an no bomb shall ever hold me prisoner in my babylon the world is in debt
you made me i give you birth you are saved its ok bless us we will not fail again a master plan across the holy lands extinguisher on my wrist bish best be disciplined or its detention
boss
hilter cree is alive an im coming for your head
Oct 18, 2023
Oct 18, 2023 at 4:00 PM UTC