"desu" poems
ゆうひ の て
ぬくもり です ね
だきしめて
*Yuuhi no te
Nukumori desu ne
Dakishimete*
The hands of sunset
It is warmth
Hold me
Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 9:28 PM UTC
More than just kawaii desu
More than nico nico ni
And senpai noticing me
You are the reason my heart goes doki doki
More than the final rasengan
More than the last hurrah
And all the power needed for a kamehameha
You give me strength when all hope is gone
More than just friendly rivalries
More than swimming medley relays
And underdog hero clichés
You help me be the best I can be always
With Moon Prism Power
I’ll transform right before your eyes
Into a weeb like no other
You bring me joy before I even realize
Sep 10, 2018
Sep 10, 2018 at 4:56 AM UTC
at its own axiomatic level
we begin a dance
a dance
a dance
and there are shades
―
fly off from the other?
a spindle
a
a
fly
―
difference
we make ourselves a difference
a complexity
an intricate form that spills over and everywhere
and is alive
apart from itself
as if this difference making
were for itself, for our own ego
rather than to pull the other
the other’s difference
pointlessly intricate
motionful machines that well up beyond their own depths and
but the content
―
a meaningful making
and on and on and
drives
―
turns on it urns iand urns un n uwuw uwuw uwuuwu wuuwuwuwuwuuwuw
―
the measure of a drop
is in
―
everyone dances in their own light
―
what if satire is all you see!
―
everything ive ever wanted to say 12 yr old has already fallen out a tree
―
everybody hold themselves so high and precious
but their own being is only meagre pitiful one space arrow
e
there is a being
that we strive for
but only ourselves feel
and only others know
yet so many want the other to feel
what they can only know
come grieff and grief and grif
―
i dont get why anyone cares
we do what we do
and it stupid
why you wanna
let the other in ?
only reason u think they smart
is they aint let u in
so i says let em be .
―
everyone all love precarity
cant love themselves
sothey strike out when the other they want to love them for themselves dont love them for themselves
thats an impossibility !
―
FRAGILE PEOPLE
PRETENDING THEY’RE NOT
BaM BAM!
whys all the
positivity
make all lie and
die
why do you care so much about yourself
that you desire the other to see?
you are meagre
you are petty
and that’s all you are.
resentment is thinking otherwise.
nobody cares about your drives!!!!!!!!!!
and the more you think they should
the more they wont!!!!!!!!!!!silly!!!!!!!!!
the togetherness of not-
let people sweep and slide
then drift n loop!
―
everoy !
neurotic big
weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
―
then why are peopplr loenly?
―
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
cherished being in a bridge of light
―
its own singular yearning
pulls back
the body of marx
and the whole black moon
―
black moon! black moon!
howls the end
howls the night
simpering spat spat spat spatchooey! cross yarn and tip a spews the thunder
and the back back back of
no where
curses like a shut down whine
―
are you perfectly everywhere not
this is the only series of questions
in philosophy senpai desu desu bakkkooou!!
Aug 4, 2019
Aug 4, 2019 at 10:54 PM UTC
I love the scratch and sniff.
I love the body whiff.
I love the ****** and smash.
I love the mind crash.
Such a sweet and salty face.
What a beautiful place.
Single wide, double or?
What future sits in store?
None for me?
None for you?
Look at us.
Look at you.
Apache beard.
A. Patch. iieh.
Nn, so desu ne.
Butter bean.
Cream white dream.
But sorta pink.
Sep 21, 2019
Sep 21, 2019 at 10:47 AM UTC
It is our turn now;
Tickets spit through machines
Marked for passage.
Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 10:21 AM UTC
jelly on toast I'm fine as dandilion
Heeep us
We are the sin of the bun
sin a bun
My bun
my ***
Poetry
Help us all
Please
beez in a fine *** trap
Killin for mongril
My **** is the flame of your fire pit
I am on drugs
Not
what kind of drugs
Just livi
Kind
Livi is my soul fam
In zero ways
Desu
Desu
desu
desu
I love japan
But I can not go
I ma so a sorry
She is using my make up brushes on her FEEETTETETE
DEATH TO THE SINNER
why is livi using make up brushes on her feetes
ADD
what the fuckie
SHE HAS ADD
I KEEP TYPING ***
IM SO SORRY
I need jesus
u have jesus
I need jesus one on one
May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 10:54 AM UTC
Tokio desu, wearing a dress
Feel like a mess, making a mess
Wearing a dress, I was the best
Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 7:26 AM UTC
Alcohol induced psychosis and delusions;
My vision blurred and smeared,
The illusion that everything an intrusion,
My surroundings disappeared..
Reasonless angry reactivity to everything?
Situation completely out of control.
Are you in there? Can you hear me?
The alcohol seriously; taken it's toll.
This birthday party just hit the fan!
I'm out, I don't even know where I am.
That didn't last long, now I'm back in,
To completely stir things up again.
Completely wild, like light of the full moon!
僕 わ ばか です!
Will this please get better soon?
Boku wa baka desu!
Fighting yelling resisting choking kicking biting
punching dragging arguing ruining partying
aching hurting destroying SOARING
crying...
I'd rather die than go to jail,
I gotta be honest,
I'd rather turn tail
Than face charges like this.
Bridges burnt.
Confidence gone.
And then I learnt:
Feeling alone.
Wake up.
Broken ankle, broken wrist.
Wired jaw, have fun sippin' through straws.
Tracheostomy, now there's an ugly twist.
This can happen when you break the law.
And jump out of third story windows. uh oh
d u h
What causes a man to do this. He really should know his limits.
Once again I shall see me in court. Defend myself with dire retort.
Get Under the influence: become insane.
Never shall I drink again.
May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 1:38 AM UTC
(Palindrome)
"Su, position sum in Animus!"
"No, it is opus"
"A morning, is a sign in Roma
put in way I am in Anima,"
I yawn it up
"Saw title bar off, or a belt it was?"
"I did wonder evolved demand
Or a rod named Dev?"
"Love red now, did I?"
"Evil stab, as a bats live"
Nov 4, 2017
Nov 4, 2017 at 5:35 AM UTC
Utaitai.
Ai ni tsuite utaitai.
Sukina mono ni tsuite.
Jaa, sukina mono ha nani.
Anata desu yo. ♡
I want to sing.
To sing a song regarding love.
About the things I really like.
What is it that I really like?
Of course it's you, my love. ♡
Apr 20, 2022
Apr 20, 2022 at 9:10 PM UTC
It’s strange, isn’t it?
We surround ourselves with those like us.
It’s strange
how we struggle amongst ourselves.
We hurt ourselves and hate ourselves
But how is it that we can be like this?
When the others do this we say it’s wrong
and they shouldn’t
but when we do it
it’s fine, and even right
It’s strange, isn’t it?
Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 10:05 AM UTC
I will speak a thousand words unspoken
Leave a hundred paws unprint
Have dozens of nights awoken
Smell the singular wind
I will see the invisible, and touch the nothing
I shall be irresistable, with what you have to bring
Yours I shall become, your neck is my future
My teeth do no harm, your words are a murmur
Regardez-moi, Tu me vois!
C'est moi tu portes, ma vie, ma joy.
Pourquoi ma vie tu t'en fous pas?
Pourquoi tu choisis quoi je sera?
Regardez-moi, Tu me vois!
Alors, n'ecoute pas
C'est ma vie vous avez pris
Pas des personnes s'entendent mes cris
Qui méconnaît mes pleurs
Qui tue mes freres et soeurs?
Regardez-moi, si tu t'en fous
Je suis la vison autour ta cou.
Maar het doet je niets, je hoort me niet
Je ziet het bloed niet dat je vergiet
Je hoort en spreekt en ziet en luistert
Alle leugens die je voor me verduisterd
Je doet me pijn, weet je dat
Al is het iets dat je snel vergat
Al zie je niets als je me draagt
Al weet je niets als men je vraagt
daremonai ga watashi no gengo wo hanashimasen
demo kono ate watashi no atama ha ten ni iko
to watashi no karada ha anata no issho ni aru darou.
shin ha kowai deshou.
Watashi ha anata no fuku koto ni naranai.
Dakara sore koto ni kawatte shimasu kudasai
Shin ha totemo kowai desu.
Spreche die sprache der toten
Wer hat mich leben angeboten
Von mirh zu stelen?
Ist Daß nicht elend?
neden beni seviyorsun musun?
beni öldürüyorsun
Şans sen veriyorum
sevgi giyebilirsin musun?
beni öldürmüyorsan
For I will speak a thousand words unspoken
Look at me. you see me!
Even though you lie to me
I refuse to be yours!
Speak the language of the dead
You can't wear love to **** it.
Oct 28, 2019
Oct 28, 2019 at 9:15 PM UTC
5-7-5 Haiku version:
Boku no haru,
de tenki ha ii desu,
hajimashou ka?
(Eng:
My summer
Where the weather is good
Let us finally begin?)
5-7-5-7-7 Tanka version:
Boku no haru
de tenki ha ii desu,
hajimashou ka?
Hana o sakimasu.
Mitteru yo, hayaku!
(My summer
Where the weather is good
Let us finally begin?
The flowers bloom
Come see this, quick!)
Jul 28, 2019
Jul 28, 2019 at 10:45 PM UTC
Sabishii desu lady in blue
All I can do is think of you.
How I wish...
I can be with you
Nov 18, 2017
Nov 18, 2017 at 8:08 AM UTC
Genki desu,
I am fine,
self-isolation at home,
self-reflection,
self-relaxing moment,
read a poem,
write a poem,
bake a cake,
eat a slice,
time to heal,
time to help,
time to save,
you&I through this epidemic .
Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 12:59 PM UTC
desu desu desu desu
I'm here wearing a white suit, to shove socks in my ears
Stuff me in a dark box away from ******* everyone and let me cry like a helpless child stuck in the snow on December
Dark fantasies of computer hacks in a whore's cellular phone,
that Christ exposed
that virgins read black and blue
Who loves sniffing tall men's necks and blabbering about every line of thought in what she calls a brain
burn Brittany Hunt, a ****
Whose who
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 11:37 AM UTC