"bunking" poems
Familys ******** can ya hear em?
Uncle larry's probaly gonna puke dont get near him.
I kinda ****** up sight.
Someone get Bobby Joe outthe street cause ya know he aint bright.
Christmas kinda blows around here.
So toss me a bottle and crack a beer.
Hey did anyone know how the tree caught fire?
No sweetie uncle Stan isnt a down on his luck actor.
He's really a drug dealer and habitual liar.
Is egg nog supposed to have chunks.
No baby it's not cool that your 13 on facebook asking
for pic's of shirtless hunks.
Great it's time to sit down to dinner
Yes sure is great Father O Malley showed up.
Who better to chasethe boys and drink up the whiskey
screaming at the hat rack it's a sinner.
Um it's hard to make snow Angels on the concrete.
No your son isnt spoiled.
He's just wearing more than i make month with his
seven thousand dollar sneakers on his feet.
Grandma it's kiss under the mistletoe no tongue.
Ya think grandpa would have slowed on the cigs after getting put in the iron lung.
Great a blizzard has snowed us all in. yippie im bunking with Little Tommy tinkles thats the way the holiday goes.
I think freezing to death doesnt sound so bad.
Lord how Christmas blows.
Dec 5, 2010
Dec 5, 2010 at 11:00 AM UTC
Tommorow was the day
Yes I'd be married
My love, my life.
My dear wonderful wife.
Jessica, I have prepared my vows.
"Have you?" She asked with wide glistening eyes.
I thought I felt paradise.
She handed me her vows
And kissed me and I read
"Dear Jaden,
Remember how you tripped the moment you saw me?
I swear I never felt happy anymore in my life.
Remember the chocolates and your bunking classes?
Remember how you broke my window glasses?
Remember the sunset?
Remember us wild?
Remember how we kissed?
Remember how we cried
Oh my selfish selfish self!
I left my family
My room
My mothers touch
And now you are talking about vows...do they fit right?
I promise to love you as much as I do today night.
Relieve your pain, fix your tuxedo young man because, I"ll be the one in white.
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 6:14 AM UTC
We are fooled youths,
Living in a corrupted society.
Where the boys try to play it smooth,
Leaving every girl with the dreaded anxiety.
Because we are fools,
In todays time.
Where the girls are now bunking from their schools,
And the boys start paying for their crime.
Hoping to change for the better.
When really all they need is a letter,
With their bad grades,
They turn to the trusted friend...
the blades.
Because they were too much of a fool,
To abide by one simple rule.
Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 11:51 AM UTC
You have boxes of cereals
I have boxes of crime,
Don't worry about it
I am not like that serial killer vine.
My boxes are not illegal
But regarded as trek,
I designate them as crime
Because it's done on beck.
The first crime is universal
Which is eating during a class,
And if you get caught
You will get a detention to pass.
Second needs a little courage
Which is bunking the lab,
And you will roam the whole school with friends
Without hiring a cab.
This crime is something planned
Distracting teacher from her study point,
Asking tales about their life struggle
Because we got bored from her english coined.
This crime is nothing less than others
Which is cheating during a test,
Not everyone will accept that
Because not everytime it did help them to score their best.
If you start to count them all
It will take your whole life to wind,
You created memories that are crime
Which you won't ever mind!
May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 11:13 PM UTC
***Lifes blessings are so many.
Yet we forget to see.
The things we take for granted -
are those that set us free.
We wallow in our problems.
We give them place to breed,
till they have multiplied so much -
they've strangled every seed.
If we could only give as much,
attention to our joys.
The sun would chase the dark away -
and quieten all the noise.
Seeds of joy inside our souls,
need just the smallest spark.
To help them strengthen and to grow -
to banish all that's dark.
We stupid fools give all control,
to misery and to pain.
Sit back and let it swallow us -
till we almost go insane.
In those times of dark dispair,
we need to step aside.
And focus on that miniscule -
blessing we know we hide.
Once we find that ray of light,
in the abyss inside of us.
That ray will shine on other joys -
and question, 'why the fuss?'
The tests that life throws our way,
is never beyond our skill.
They're set with future tests in mind -
to stregthen soul and will.
You don't attempt to do your best,
and rather run and hide.
Hoping it will all be gone -
when you jump back on the ride.
Bunking tests is fine for now.
You've won 'cause you weren't caught.
But next weeks test will rely upon -
the lessons this one taught.
Bad as things may seem right now,
they feel like it's the end.
There's always little seeds of joy -
waiting to help you mend.
Don't concentrate on what you've lost.
Say thanks for what you keep.
You could have had a whole lot less -
for what we sow we reap.
Tend and nurture the seeds inside,
so you can learn and grow.
Your soul will be at peace again -
and your heart will surely know.***
Feb 4, 2011
Feb 4, 2011 at 2:55 PM UTC
I sit alone in the night under the sky full of stars
reminiscing about my childhood and how good it was.
Just a happy little guy who enjoyed playing in the dirt
despite knowing the fact mom would scold me for that.
Carefree because mom would take care of me on my behalf.
Heaven was nothing more than sleeping on my mom's lap.
My kind heart was filled with true love and pure thoughts.
My life was comprised of few tears and more genuine laughs.
I wonder why my childhood was so brief. It passed so fast.
I wish i could go back in time to relive that sweet past.
I sit alone in the night under the sky full of stars
recalling about my teenage life and how crazy it was.
I was young and energetic enough to fight in a war
but never saw the sunrise. That's how lazy i was.
An inexperienced and stupid kid, bunking the class
to experience his first kiss with the queen of his heart.
Night outs with my friends and chatting till the day dawns.
Promised "we shall be together whatever may be the odds".
I was more optimistic with bigger dreams in my bucket list
Ignorant enough to not know that everything falls apart.
Reality struck hard and caught me completely off guard
but I'll forever be grateful to the life lessons it has taught.
I sit alone in the night under the sky full of stars
contemplating about how my life of adulthood is hard.
The harsh realities of the world left me broken & jarred.
Maturity murdered my innocence & tore myself apart.
In a world, where deception is misconstrued as being smart,
it's hard for me to adapt when i blindly follow my heart.
So I learned to wear a facade and kept my real self locked
to let it suffer the fate of confinement like a caged bird.
I heard my inner voice desperately craving for my help.
Eventually, it stopped when i chose to ignore it like i never heard.
With a fake smile and fake life, everything seemed all right.
But when i looked inside of me, I realized that i've already died.
- Maverick.
Sep 9, 2017
Sep 9, 2017 at 2:44 PM UTC
Sorry, Engineering I failed you
Like everyone else standing in that queue.
Bunking classes thinking it was fun
Today I realized it was Summers sun.
Watching TV series, movies for feelin cool
Soon it became my life ruining tool.
Living in a dilemma that our life was dope
Now we don't have a single Ray of hope
life has became like an animal in the zoo
Sorry, Engineering I failed you.
Wasting the hard earned father's money
Thinking as it was our alimony.
Clearing the exams by studying before nights
Unaware of the circumstances of life's fight.
Now everyday feels like Monday blue's
Sorry, Engineering I failed you.
Texting,calling so called “friends for life”.
Today it's feel like falling on the knife.
Thought I would be the future pioneer
But today I am an worthless engineer.
Sorry , Engineering I failed you.
Like everyone else standing in that queue.
May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 12:34 AM UTC
When i was young,
Had funny days.
Bunking the classes,
Each and every day.
Our school started off with the holy prayer,
Division, subtraction everywhere.
Next came, the shakespeare,
Learning literature was a nightmare.
We were just dozing off.
Yay!!
The recess time,
Doin' nasty things
Creepy crimes.
Sweet couples enjoying their day,
We singles
Always prayed,
Last thing i remember
Was the fight between us
Smoking hard
Inside the bus.
I hope u will remember those days,
Let's meet on someday.
Jul 14, 2019
Jul 14, 2019 at 12:57 AM UTC
Sinking sands untouched by the eternal sun rays
burn holes through the hours' glass
It shatters
Disintegrated
By a pacing shock like a blooming spring's lightening
Blackness falls as eye lids flutter
Blue lips tremble in the cold
But the unchained heart is warming and radiant
Radiant like ephemeral breath
These pulsating branches weaveing us in enchantment
The rhythmic breezes wrapping
Rapping on our silken tender necks
Furrowed in a feathered nest
Bunking with Zues
Eating his grapes next to the fountain of youth
May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 5:07 PM UTC