"bullheaded" poems - Hello Poetry

Ive known you for approximately 6209.1225 days Which is equivalent to 17 years When people think of love, they never consider the bond between a sister and her twin. Its a God given best friend a pal for life, someone who will always have your back, the yin to my yang, my better half, While you may be bullheaded and stubborn, I can be quite openminded and forgiving and between the two we balance out, we make an equilibrium. It's me and you against the world from Beanie babies to paychecks, from ice cream trucks to a Corsica, It was me and you all along. Even if our Mother made a million mistakes I have to thank her for giving birth to the other half of my heart. I know Ill never be alone because you're always right there by my side.

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Mar 15, 2013

Mar 15, 2013 at 11:37 AM UTC

lydiaduhhhh

My better half

Ive known you for approximately 6209.1225 days Which is equivalent to 17 years When people think of love, they never consider the bond between a sister and her twin. Its a God given best friend a pal for life, someone who will always have your back, the yin to my yang, my better half, While you may be bullheaded and stubborn, I can be quite openminded and forgiving and between the two we balance out, we make an equilibrium. It's me and you against the world from Beanie babies to paychecks, from ice cream trucks to a Corsica, It was me and you all along. Even if our Mother made a million mistakes I have to thank her for giving birth to the other half of my heart. I know Ill never be alone because you're always right there by my side.

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I'm tired of twisting in my days Looking for a thin straight line The Minotaur looked at me I could see the Theseus there upon his mind The labyrinth is not the same It's turned into a maze I have no more reasons now I must be on my way So the Minotaur made reservations The Mediterranean Is nice this time of year He flew tourist class With a herd of after Christmas deer Minos called and made his request Come back this instance Was his plea But the Minotaur was bullheaded about it There's more to this than you , it's me So the Minotaur stayed upon his beach Never regretting making the call Trapped inside our living labyrinth Is one maze too tall

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Jan 21, 2016

Jan 21, 2016 at 9:23 AM UTC

South-by-Southwest

Minotaur

I'm tired of twisting in my days Looking for a thin straight line The Minotaur looked at me I could see the Theseus there upon his mind The labyrinth is not the same It's turned into a maze I have no more reasons now I must be on my way So the Minotaur made reservations The Mediterranean Is nice this time of year He flew tourist class With a herd of after Christmas deer Minos called and made his request Come back this instance Was his plea But the Minotaur was bullheaded about it There's more to this than you , it's me So the Minotaur stayed upon his beach Never regretting making the call Trapped inside our living labyrinth Is one maze too tall

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screamingloudly, shoutingcrazy don't know why we do this daily; backandforth the screaming match when our ideas they just won't catch. two bullheaded people clashing heads until one of them storms off instead. i mean well and you do too but our ideas just won't go through. banging heads against brick salls our yelling echoing down the halls. im on page two, youre on page one; all i know is this aint fun. screamingloudly, shoutingcrazy i dont know why we do this daily.

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May 26, 2014

May 26, 2014 at 10:39 PM UTC

lackofsegue

Daily Duel

screamingloudly, shoutingcrazy don't know why we do this daily; backandforth the screaming match when our ideas they just won't catch. two bullheaded people clashing heads until one of them storms off instead. i mean well and you do too but our ideas just won't go through. banging heads against brick salls our yelling echoing down the halls. im on page two, youre on page one; all i know is this aint fun. screamingloudly, shoutingcrazy i dont know why we do this daily.

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Come on pilgrim, vamos east to Jerusalem and Mecca, ferried from Algeciras to Tangier. King James told me some stories, he'd give me a ride, and we can pull what we want on abortion and abolition, strung on a thorny rope out of H. Christ's tight little ******* Black Francis, Picasso, and S. Dali; chicos guapos, you are good to me. I fight Pablo, a different one, through Robert Jordan (ingles) Pablo, eres un cobarde, go and get gored by your bullheaded stupidity. General, I'll wander the labryinth, slicing up eyeballs (oh ** ** ** unable to leave the room. (they're only cow eyeballs, don't worry) You Spaniards! Yo hablo un poquito, but those men speak to my heart.

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Apr 1, 2013

Apr 1, 2013 at 2:58 PM UTC

glass-can

Spaniards

Come on pilgrim, vamos east to Jerusalem and Mecca, ferried from Algeciras to Tangier. King James told me some stories, he'd give me a ride, and we can pull what we want on abortion and abolition, strung on a thorny rope out of H. Christ's tight little ******* Black Francis, Picasso, and S. Dali; chicos guapos, you are good to me. I fight Pablo, a different one, through Robert Jordan (ingles) Pablo, eres un cobarde, go and get gored by your bullheaded stupidity. General, I'll wander the labryinth, slicing up eyeballs (oh ** ** ** unable to leave the room. (they're only cow eyeballs, don't worry) You Spaniards! Yo hablo un poquito, but those men speak to my heart.

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It's just a drink Batting eyelashes Stuck in the headlights of your bullheaded vehicle I should expect road **** but my legs stand trembling The rev of your engine Your cigarette smoke threatening me with its twisted claws Your words are as empty as the fog That creates our love That should've been aborted when you first held me in your arms It's too short for all of this I watched you lag your dusty luggage across desolate lands Zion seemed as close as your face the night we decided to look at each other for the very first time Zion my river My albatross Yes I walked atop your river And found your empty bottles floating around my ankles instead Ill trade you my legs if Helps you stand As proud as the podium I know Exists for you And my god I love you Please believe me again If the sky looks too scary I know honey brown eyes Glazed hams that remind me of dinners And talk that was as fake as the branches on our immortal Christmas tree limbs The three sharp spokes in my fork seem better fitting for veins and empty palms Then this plate floating on a table of balled up fists and brittle finger nails Find your rooftop and yell my name Ill extend my fingers like vines Crawl down me Lay me on the floor Our shallow breathing will find its way through our lungs again Don't apologize my darling My purpose Zion is this sidewalk we're sprawled across the day I thought you found salvation in the sidewalks menacing cracks This blood never did me any good until I felt your chest beat life into me I tell you I said ****** I tell you I cried We don't have to speak any more We'll rock to the sway of the mellow breeze and find our balance when our eyes find one another's I tell you I cried My body never had a better purpose

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Jul 16, 2013

Jul 16, 2013 at 11:33 AM UTC

sinandpoems

Vicious cycle

It's just a drink Batting eyelashes Stuck in the headlights of your bullheaded vehicle I should expect road **** but my legs stand trembling The rev of your engine Your cigarette smoke threatening me with its twisted claws Your words are as empty as the fog That creates our love That should've been aborted when you first held me in your arms It's too short for all of this I watched you lag your dusty luggage across desolate lands Zion seemed as close as your face the night we decided to look at each other for the very first time Zion my river My albatross Yes I walked atop your river And found your empty bottles floating around my ankles instead Ill trade you my legs if Helps you stand As proud as the podium I know Exists for you And my god I love you Please believe me again If the sky looks too scary I know honey brown eyes Glazed hams that remind me of dinners And talk that was as fake as the branches on our immortal Christmas tree limbs The three sharp spokes in my fork seem better fitting for veins and empty palms Then this plate floating on a table of balled up fists and brittle finger nails Find your rooftop and yell my name Ill extend my fingers like vines Crawl down me Lay me on the floor Our shallow breathing will find its way through our lungs again Don't apologize my darling My purpose Zion is this sidewalk we're sprawled across the day I thought you found salvation in the sidewalks menacing cracks This blood never did me any good until I felt your chest beat life into me I tell you I said ****** I tell you I cried We don't have to speak any more We'll rock to the sway of the mellow breeze and find our balance when our eyes find one another's I tell you I cried My body never had a better purpose

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We are our own scapegoats, fate is simply numbers and empty space. Love is a chemical, heartbreak is excess chemicals. The will to live, is only bullheaded stubbornness. And it just so happens that the things that we fear are also the things that we love, and people are caused more pain by the things closest to them. I am the one that she loved, and I am the one that she hates.

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Dec 29, 2016

Dec 29, 2016 at 5:11 AM UTC

FloresAlgernon

**** Me Mother, I Think I'm Dreaming

We are our own scapegoats, fate is simply numbers and empty space. Love is a chemical, heartbreak is excess chemicals. The will to live, is only bullheaded stubbornness. And it just so happens that the things that we fear are also the things that we love, and people are caused more pain by the things closest to them. I am the one that she loved, and I am the one that she hates.

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He slid closer to me and tucked me to his side. There he held me. I wish I had a picture of the way we looked. I believed it then - that this was the hardest thing either of us had done or would do in our lives. I saw it in the way he refused to look at me. I felt it in the tears that rolled from his eyes to the hair on my head. I knew then, at the very end of it all, I had found love. One so great it that it did and forever would rival all others. I've looked for it since and found with disappointment and drawn out pain. There would be no replacement. Since then I have learned to invest all that untapped love into something else. I don't know where it's going but every night I send it out into the world hoping that it finds it's way to something greater than myself. Without the photo I'm not sure some days. My mind often crosses what I so desperately want with what little I can recall. Preserved is either an embellished or blemished memory. One that I treasure and fall asleep thinking of every night. I think he loved me as much as I loved him. The lessons that I have learned from that boy created an unstoppable strength inside me. Completely bullheaded and delusional I continue to reach blindly for that spot beyond the moon itself. Back beyond the stars, to what ever it is that is waiting for me.

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Oct 2, 2014

Oct 2, 2014 at 11:30 PM UTC

b-berres

Apogee

He slid closer to me and tucked me to his side. There he held me. I wish I had a picture of the way we looked. I believed it then - that this was the hardest thing either of us had done or would do in our lives. I saw it in the way he refused to look at me. I felt it in the tears that rolled from his eyes to the hair on my head. I knew then, at the very end of it all, I had found love. One so great it that it did and forever would rival all others. I've looked for it since and found with disappointment and drawn out pain. There would be no replacement. Since then I have learned to invest all that untapped love into something else. I don't know where it's going but every night I send it out into the world hoping that it finds it's way to something greater than myself. Without the photo I'm not sure some days. My mind often crosses what I so desperately want with what little I can recall. Preserved is either an embellished or blemished memory. One that I treasure and fall asleep thinking of every night. I think he loved me as much as I loved him. The lessons that I have learned from that boy created an unstoppable strength inside me. Completely bullheaded and delusional I continue to reach blindly for that spot beyond the moon itself. Back beyond the stars, to what ever it is that is waiting for me.

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i'll hold you to it the things you said did you like my cooking or just being fed? don't give me hope say ya never know if they were all lies they were pretty good i suppose definite denial mixed with bullheaded-ness the only thing i ever had a passion for was loving you it all makes perfect sense just keep it to yourself it's already too late my brain can't differentiate but it can perfectly perpetuate

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Feb 5, 2016

Feb 5, 2016 at 3:03 PM UTC

Vinny

perfectly perpetuate

i'll hold you to it the things you said did you like my cooking or just being fed? don't give me hope say ya never know if they were all lies they were pretty good i suppose definite denial mixed with bullheaded-ness the only thing i ever had a passion for was loving you it all makes perfect sense just keep it to yourself it's already too late my brain can't differentiate but it can perfectly perpetuate

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Born indebted Pretty and inconspicuous, bullheaded woman "Be petite" "Be sweet" Mormonism imbedded Background created, disfigured with no accountability They proclaim, "we have humility" Here she comes, the one who is done A demon who has just begun A fallen angel with its halo still hung Not a threat, only desolate Pink dress is a signature for a distinguished mess A force of reconstruction A taste of death Nothing else left The master of her hell She will prevail God confessed

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May 26, 2018

May 26, 2018 at 12:53 AM UTC

Karajean

Confessed

Born indebted Pretty and inconspicuous, bullheaded woman "Be petite" "Be sweet" Mormonism imbedded Background created, disfigured with no accountability They proclaim, "we have humility" Here she comes, the one who is done A demon who has just begun A fallen angel with its halo still hung Not a threat, only desolate Pink dress is a signature for a distinguished mess A force of reconstruction A taste of death Nothing else left The master of her hell She will prevail God confessed

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Like a loopy bumble bee filled with carefree wanderlust buzzing through the spring alone Until I found you my bullheaded Scorpion With a structured and grounded, practical heart that became my welcoming honeycomb ❤

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Sep 16, 2014

Sep 16, 2014 at 4:17 PM UTC

teliathomas

9/15/14

Like a loopy bumble bee filled with carefree wanderlust buzzing through the spring alone Until I found you my bullheaded Scorpion With a structured and grounded, practical heart that became my welcoming honeycomb ❤

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I wander in wonder, a kin to dysfunction Cruel silence stole solace from these feeble fingertips Adrift, my memories spurn my conscience, coercing calamity All which I have retained is bitter self-loathing: A quiet and fleeting contention to vex all I have known My motives have melted, like wax wings in the sunlight Catharsis is for the strong of heart, not the bullheaded By no means have I escaped this labyrinth My blood is on my own two hands These erratic desires have turned bitterly against me Discord is unbridled between these once cordial synapses As unkempt remorse refuses to flee...

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Oct 1, 2020

Oct 1, 2020 at 6:12 AM UTC

adam-kinsley

I Wonder Why I Wander With Wax Wings

I wander in wonder, a kin to dysfunction Cruel silence stole solace from these feeble fingertips Adrift, my memories spurn my conscience, coercing calamity All which I have retained is bitter self-loathing: A quiet and fleeting contention to vex all I have known My motives have melted, like wax wings in the sunlight Catharsis is for the strong of heart, not the bullheaded By no means have I escaped this labyrinth My blood is on my own two hands These erratic desires have turned bitterly against me Discord is unbridled between these once cordial synapses As unkempt remorse refuses to flee...

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What is lost can never be found in the labyrinth of the mind. What was it you were seeking in this dark and dusty atmosphere? Now doomed, you are, to find it; for you never will escape The twist and turns of your mangled memory; For what path is there to take? Your string has been cut by the Brute Bullheaded Beast Turn corners Just to find dead ends, Turn back To find them gone With every disconnect recollected before dawn. Then at the Sun’s behest The dew turns to rolling fog And that, which once was settled, Escapes upon the wind

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Mar 12, 2017

Mar 12, 2017 at 4:07 PM UTC

thomas-hatchett

What is lost?

What is lost can never be found in the labyrinth of the mind. What was it you were seeking in this dark and dusty atmosphere? Now doomed, you are, to find it; for you never will escape The twist and turns of your mangled memory; For what path is there to take? Your string has been cut by the Brute Bullheaded Beast Turn corners Just to find dead ends, Turn back To find them gone With every disconnect recollected before dawn. Then at the Sun’s behest The dew turns to rolling fog And that, which once was settled, Escapes upon the wind

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transmitted ****** talks (partially presented pablum pertaining particularly - president ***** (PAC - ******* action *** mitt tee) portfolio ******* philandering) baneful boorish boastful bullheaded Brobdingnagian beastie boy balks. conspicuously cavalierly crudely curtly cavorts, capitulating, claiming, championing crying chauvinistic concupiscence, ****** cupidity caul king crooked cowboy cakewalks. Donald daringly, dastardly, defiantly, demonstrably, deplorably, deprecatingly, devilishly, divinely dumbfounded, duplicitously desultory, debauched, duckwalks. eccentric effrontery, egregiously enervating, excitedly exculpatory, extremely evil eyestalk. "fake," faultily fervently fiendishly flagrant fool, frightful. gaffe galling, gamesome gawker, generating gerrymandering. harboring hectoring heinously hellishly hideously horrendously horrible hulk. ignominious illicit ilk, imbecilic immodest immoral impetuous, impishly impudent, incarcerate, incinerate indecently, indecorous, iniquitous, intently intolerant, irascible irksome, itching ii incite iv iiiiii ix *********** izards. jowly ******* jackdaw jackknifing jaywalking jumping **** jilting jinn. knowingly keeping kryptonite, ***** Kardashian kvetches, kris kringle ken kool, kissing kitty, kosher kumquats kippered, k-nine kooky korps, kowtowing ku klux **** kinsfolk. legal leafstalk lawlessly locked, lacerated, lambasted, languished lost lively lust, limped, legal levity limited. menfolk made macho mission. many moons monthly mandate marked maybe mars, mercurial maladroit monkey manumission modified modus mystifying maze moonwalk.

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Mar 23, 2018

Mar 23, 2018 at 6:43 PM UTC

matthew-scott-harris2p

traduce tis trademark Trump's traitorous...

transmitted ****** talks (partially presented pablum pertaining particularly - president ***** (PAC - ******* action *** mitt tee) portfolio ******* philandering) baneful boorish boastful bullheaded Brobdingnagian beastie boy balks. conspicuously cavalierly crudely curtly cavorts, capitulating, claiming, championing crying chauvinistic concupiscence, ****** cupidity caul king crooked cowboy cakewalks. Donald daringly, dastardly, defiantly, demonstrably, deplorably, deprecatingly, devilishly, divinely dumbfounded, duplicitously desultory, debauched, duckwalks. eccentric effrontery, egregiously enervating, excitedly exculpatory, extremely evil eyestalk. "fake," faultily fervently fiendishly flagrant fool, frightful. gaffe galling, gamesome gawker, generating gerrymandering. harboring hectoring heinously hellishly hideously horrendously horrible hulk. ignominious illicit ilk, imbecilic immodest immoral impetuous, impishly impudent, incarcerate, incinerate indecently, indecorous, iniquitous, intently intolerant, irascible irksome, itching ii incite iv iiiiii ix *********** izards. jowly ******* jackdaw jackknifing jaywalking jumping **** jilting jinn. knowingly keeping kryptonite, ***** Kardashian kvetches, kris kringle ken kool, kissing kitty, kosher kumquats kippered, k-nine kooky korps, kowtowing ku klux **** kinsfolk. legal leafstalk lawlessly locked, lacerated, lambasted, languished lost lively lust, limped, legal levity limited. menfolk made macho mission. many moons monthly mandate marked maybe mars, mercurial maladroit monkey manumission modified modus mystifying maze moonwalk.

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