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Bubbling waves with water so blue
They call to me on the board I lie upon
A small white seagul perched on a booey as the water lapped upon it
It catches every fish it could find before the pelican does

Of course I smirk to myself at the simple action

The waters are calm and no waves could be seen
I came out here at first just to ride a wave
But it's so calm that even the clouds are minimal
Like a little child again I gazed up at the shapes

A elephant, a seal, a little boy on a tricycle

My mind was so far in the clouds literally
This caused me to lose my attention on the ocean
I couldn't see how the water was growing unneasy
I couldn't see how a huge bulge nearby was becoming a wave

A tsunami of the sorts

I didn't know that a earthquake hit not too far from here
But once I saw the rising everything I was tossed off the small board
I was so scared I couldn't concentrate on finding to something to hold onto
I couldn't swim on with the currents

I was struggling and near drowning

The seagul was now flying around my head as if to keep me awake
The cloud were pointing towards dry land but I could sea
The sea has became too strong for even I a great swimmer
It seemed that I suddenly drowned

All I could see was darkness
Fictious but told in the first-person POV. I was told to write a poem about a natural disaster and a victim expieriencing it so I came up with this.
Mark Aug 2019
Do you want all those dudes hangin' in front of ya momma's crib?

Keep yo' churrin' off the streets and away from where the big boys fib

I'm the king of ******* and deserve a whole lot of respect

My girls got a badonkadonk ****, it's so ballerific, it's what I expect

I told her to stay the hell away from my precious new hooptie

She tried to give me the third, but I just waved the no finger and popped her *****


Pimpin' aren't easy man, it's just that I've got that **** juice, all the girls be wanting

Art lovin' Landis, was the best **** scratcher & foolin' all the museum high pillows

The women from the hood, come work for me, b'coz they're all the ghettos widows

The jury couldn't charge him, but the so called art experts keep up their taunting

Some have so much ice on their hands, I could do a figure eight on my skates

If he would only paint his own, he would truly be one of this centuries greats


They told me if I don't pay, they're gonna pop a cap in my RRSS

Man, I am RRSS out this month. I ain't got no kinda funds, I be on the nut, like glass

These streets are crazy out here, it's just the way, it's the nature of the street

While the popos and bulls are dancin' like great white sharks

Barbering to us and cuttin' us no slack, be real with me son, **** narcs

But we don't like to look like a punk in front of our boys, that'll be defeat


Gangsta’s killing cats for real, all over the hood, where they don't belong

**** your **** juice, your game is too strong

He's the drug lord out here, the big boss dog

The rest of his crew are little more than corner boys

We are the ultimate big tymers, me and my son, cruisin' in da fog

My boo be real and we be ballin-outta control with our toys


The cars windows were so dark, I could've got shot by a gun

All the backstreet junkies now payin' for the big guns on the run

We just heard Boom Boom Boom, we know not to bother

Is he a relative? Yeah man, it's her dead brother

We don't see anything, it's the hoods mentality

Everybody's a curb side lawyer, but when we go to court, we lose that ability


Man, that chickenhead was booey, I want my 50 bucks back

Chickenheads will always be on the prowl for some easy berry stack

A **** is a way of life, made bad choices, now tryin' to survive

This is Philadelphia, where we won't & don't shake hands to the jive

Last year we were also known as Killadelphia

So go home, breeze and call it a night, without no fear.
I fear I may be losing the fight of the war that goes on inside,
My armour has been stripped away and there is nowhere for me to hide,
Constant battles on a daily basis are draining my will to keep holding on,
I'm afraid that if I let go of the booey I will be forever gone,
I sometimes see myself as if I'm standing outside my body looking back,
Like someone else is In the driving seat just like a server that's been hacked,
It's a strange feeling because all my fear and worries disappear,
Almost as if they stay in my body while I am out here,
Feels so nice to have a moment where there are no voices shouting at me,
Free of all the negative thoughts and emotions for a short time I have clarity,
Although it only lasts around 10 minutes sometime a little more,
The peace and serenity feels amazing it flows straight to my core,
If only I could have this while being inside my body every single day,
But sadly when back in the driving seat all the peace and good emotions fade away.
By A L.FORDHAM
( A POET IN PINK )
It's hard sometimes to see the light
My daddy used to say to my mum
How are you going plip
And also called her mooey
And called me boo or booey
And called my brother croo
Or crust or crustophagus
He said those names in a very
Friendly nice voice
Hi plip hi plip
Mooey is around
I miss dad I know he is in his next life
But I miss him none the less
In these terrible times of the coronavirus
I need dads nice voice calling me boo
Or calling mum plip or mooey
But I don’t want to hear it in my head
I loved my dad
I miss my dad
He would’ve hated these times
Because he liked going to coffee shops to have coffee
Now he is stuck at his east Sydney home as Betty Campbell
Doing things to entertain his new family
Dad would hate those fools
Who steal 500 pkts of toilet rolls
Dad was nice
I miss him
I wish dad was still my dad
As opposed to being in his next life
Because our family is a loving family
And dad made it more lovely
With his cute names he gave us
Boo booey mooey plip croo crustophergus
You might not understand me
But dad was a very nice dad
He helped me have a good entertainment system and computer system
I don’t know much about computers much back then
But now I do thanks to my loving father
He was a great provider
And he was a loving father
Those names he called us was
Close to our names
It showed that my family is a loving family
He hated me being ******* by spirits
And he tried to keep me with the families
As I heard his voice which was in my head of dad saying
Stay with the families Brian
And dad put voices in my head making kids say
Stay with the kids Brian
Because the kids and families
Are the safe shelter for everyone
And a sign that I shouldn’t get into
Fights because dad showed me
To never ever fight anyone
Dad would cope with all the lockdowns with coronavirus
And dad would now break the law
Dad was great
I love my dad
I will stay with the families and the kids because it is a nice atmosphere for me
Dad was nice
Slash the villain, heros do the real killin, I track records, so I'm top billin,
Chillin, at the house lounging, like a gangsta, Charles Ray protege, minus the hey,
Now what you say, better pray, for better days, I sit with purple haze ablaze,
Getting praised, from the all mighty, high and gritty, never spit it ******,
Comfy with guns round me, rambo philosophy like Auddie Murphy,
Booey knife ya dreams, catch the cream, enticed hater fiends, greens,
Cooked to the highest degree, ghetto Socrates wisdom a cometh G,

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