"chea" poems
Once again, they present you that overused emblem
That you give importance as you are to them
Fragrant and they’re more vibrant than I am
Always holding them while I’m made of gem.
I’m often chosen and placed in the center
Though there are others which I believe are better
I’m feeling quite giddy that I shake my holder
Causing imbalance, I fell fast to the lower
Your eyes, the galaxy where all wanted to be
Like stars above they are most sparkling I see
Vivid planets and black holes that magnifies me
Glimpse it may be but time stops waiting for my chea
Now it’s the moment for the touch I’m longing for
But your hands refuse while you walk near my floor
Instead, you reach the flowers and walk out to the door
Gladly you came back, yet broom punches my core.
Should I be broken for you to notice me?
Should I be so humble crashing underneath thy?
Should I be in pieces for you to stare at me?
You once held me but you don’t look at me.
It is now you stare at me, but you can’t even touch me.
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 12:22 AM UTC
My love សំណព្វ saamnapv
For you សម្រាប់អ្នក samreab anak
Grows like លូតដូចជា lout dauchchea
Flowers in morning ផ្កានៅពេលព្រឹក phka nowpel pruk
My heart បេះដូងខ្ញុំ behdaung khnhom
builds anthills កសាងអាកាស ksang akasa
of memories នៃការចងចាំ nei kar changcham
you អ្នក anak
The everlasting now ជារៀងរហូតឥឡូវនេះ chea rieng rhaut ilauvnih
mine, yours អូនអើយឯង aun aey eng
friend មិត្តភក្តិ mitt phokte
Jul 8, 2017
Jul 8, 2017 at 2:44 AM UTC
Yo so many pretties out chea, tryna be the baddest ***** of the year,
So many tears I see from the sweat, can't count on happiness,
If the closest thing to money, is being the realist, y'all ain't feeling this,
Tryna get a ***** to hear this, but they'll take it as a diss,
Can't see over the diamonds that bliss, ever since I was sunkissed,
I knew my life, was ****** over, hard to stand tall, and be a soldier,
End times is near, have no fear, angels swarming, demons cornered,
Pay attention the laws is written, why y'all lounging around, ain't listening,
To the sweet nothing, fighting over material **** I see the monopoly pit,
It all falls down, born with nothing so I'll die with nothing,
Must be a pain to glutton, then all of sudden, they stay buying our rights,
While they got you focused on the black white stereotypes,
Peeping the game, that was told by Albert Pike despite,
The rawness of evilness, I take in and slowly progress,
My mind no time, to chase money, cuz it'll always run away,
Collection of souls, yo it's time to pay, the grim reaper ain't got nothing to say,
Only to repeat the same madness everyday
Once they take you away,
This dedicated to coppertone ******
White ******
Mexican ******
All y'all colored mofos
Y'all ain't exempt
Everything is ****** prepared
For the rumours of war
Know laws being signed as we speak
G'yeahh
Mar 6, 2022
Mar 6, 2022 at 9:08 AM UTC
"REST IN PEACE JEREMY"
gettin to this money in a jiffy like how when i got a ****** not on no gay **** thats my **** a ***** an blunt for drinkin the next case away...
sittin in a unrealed owners name lamborgini makin money 10 babies 1k horse power between my legs an a job to do...
5 milly in a day vp money across this nation top 100 business in the world i fly in jets not legal yet they says its a payed to me test...
now im speaking a language i ain spoke in a minute because anywhere i go standing on top the biggest buildin everything i see is mine...
they always been on my **** since birth i dont know why on ****** on my life seen death shed a tear moved on never looked back since...
i know im the best because of what ive written when an why an what happend right after that in 100 years you might find out...
jiffy widda sticky blicky on the dome keep my name out ya mouth im from the north east an south the real west central...
my boi terror spittin out a new whip his speech a precident makin you ****** competit an go extinct...
i dont give a **** what color you are the money around me turn you to a jew an im the ferror out chea...
z-pac
Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 6:22 PM UTC