"dib" poems
My heart was stolen
Uh, I said I got my heart stolen from a robber
With some high heels on
There’s nothing I could do I couldn’t stop her
From leading me on yeah
Uh It’s a love robbery
Ok the sun was setting; it was picture perfect when I met her
She had me thinking her and I was gonna be together
Forever? Wait hold up you thought this on the first date
Man I know its like she got me hooked right away
I, I couldn’t see it coming like a sucker punch
Took my heart then she’s out that’s a hit and run
Its like I’m at the police department broken hearted
Time to figure out how it started
Uh 5’2 with some attitude
Its all good ‘cause honesty I think its kinda cute
Last seen in a little black dress
Watch out for those eyes ‘cause she’s armed and dangerous
Like bow, hit you with that one shot
Hands up she said give me everything you got
And it’s your dib like it never even happened
She can **** with those looks fatal attraction
Uh, I said I got my heart stolen from a robber
It's a Love Robbery
Okay we got a 2-11 in progress
Suspect is beautiful wanted for heart theft
My baby on the run, hold up why did I call her that
She did me so wrong and I still feel like I want her back
Okay I’m getting it back matter of fact
I’m gonna write it all down in a rap
She thought she loved me
Now she’s just a love thief
I let her in my heart was always open
Now I’m sitting here wondering how she could’ve stole it
Stole it like a stick up stick up then she pulled the trigger
She wore red lipstick and some heels kinda killa
I got love struck hit me good too
Do she love me do she love me not I never knew
But that’s just how it goes when you fall for a heartbreaker
Who’s heart has been broken before
Scared to open the door won’t let nobody in
Yeah but will she ever learn to love again
It’s a love robbery
Yeah <3
May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 12:25 PM UTC
Dish on it gwib
**** on my bib
From the bib dribbled a slibular fib
A glandular ****
A rugged soghard
A pish-po-dish get it wet
Pish po dib, gwib, flib
flippy pippy whip slick
The tick slipped wicked from the slippy drib
Michael Jordan basketball
New Kix,
Box of
Got it three-ninety-nine in the aisle
Put it on the box of it did it
Why didn't I do it?
Did it.
Sock hard the block guard
The twiss'ed grits
Aug 25, 2011
Aug 25, 2011 at 8:37 PM UTC
Pagdating ko pa lang
Akoy agad ng tinangihan
Maka ilang ulit pinagpasahan
Isa, dalawa hangang lima
Hangang akoy nag kaisip na.
Sa aking kamusmusang balot
Ng hirap at kalungkutan,
Sa mulat kong kaisipan akoy naiwanan
Kamusmusang nawala
Napalitan ng trabahong pang matanda
Kaya kung minsann para bang may mga karayum na tumutusok saking dib dib
Mga ala alang mahirap balikan
Karanasang hindi makalimutan
At tanging alaala na lang ang natitirang katibayan sa hirap na pinagdaanan
Ang mundung ito’y malawak
Napakaraming tanong na hawak
Tanong na nagtagal na,
Tanong na wala pang kasagutan
At saan nga ba ako magsisisi
Ang hindi pag hanap sa katanungan?
O
ang hindi pag harap sa naka umang na kasagutan?
Lumalalim na ang usapan
At baka mamaya buong buhay na ni eric ang ating pag usapan.
Kaya………..
Umpisahan natin sa simula
Sa paraan kung paano tayo nagkaplaitan ng unang salita,
Sa lugar kung saan
Tayo unang nagkita,
At kung kelan natin natutunan pahalagahaan ang isat-isa.
Kwentuhang walang patid mula sa nakaraan at karanasan
Mga tawanang mistulang
Walang katapusan
Kahit na abutin ng kalhating buwan ang message ko bago mo ma replyan
Sabi nila,kapag nahanap
Mo na daw ang tunay na pag-ibig
Ay nahanap mo na rin ang iyong langit dito sa lupa.
Kaya't langit din ang maghahatid sa'yo patungo sa akin Ng kusa
Minsan akoy nagtakat
Nagtanong
Saang sulok ng langit kaya ikaw naroroon?
Malapit ka kaya sa araw?
Na mahirap puntahan at matanaw?
O marahil nasa tabi ka lang ng buwan, na sa tuwing sasapit ang dilim ako ay iyong mimasdan.
Pero maaari ding ika'y kapiling ng mga bituin na napakaraming nais mang angkin.
San kita makikita?
Sa mga panahong hindi pa
tayo muling nagtatagpo,
O
Sa mga panahong ikaw sakin ay napakalayo
Kaya kung totoong ang pag-ibig at ang langit ay may sabwatan
Sa pag iibigang ito
Matagal na pala kita dapat niligawan
Dahil Bumaliktad man ang mundo,
Mawala man ang lahat sa tabi mo, Mamamahlin kita na kayang
Ihinto ang oras,
Para lamang maibigay sa iyo at maipamalas.
Upang sa sandaling tayo'y pagtagpuin ng tadhana
Akoy magiging mabuting kabiyak at kapag nasisilayan kay magagalak at sisikaping kayang ibigay ano mang hilingin at kailanganin
Kayat sa wakas eto na.
Dumating na ang inaasam na pagkakataon
Puso ko'y tinatambol
At tiyan koy ina alon
at tadhana'y tila naghamon
Isang importanteng okasyon
Ang magaganap
Ngayong bakasyon
Na magiging okasyon
Ninyo taon taon
Dalawang taong nag mamahalan
Pag iisahin ng may kapal
Mag pakailanman
Aug 20, 2019
Aug 20, 2019 at 6:33 AM UTC
I’ve been walking in the dessert
Sand still and deep
Shifting grains of humans
By animal instinct
My water is your water
We are to keep
And punished for
The ancestors plight
The sins
They spawned
Muad’Dib
Dec 4, 2020
Dec 4, 2020 at 3:29 AM UTC
The universe makes random jokes
Like, to know me is a curse
My personalities make it worse.
The introvert in me is ugly painted with gloomy clouds, stalking demons in the alley loves to mourn as a firstborn sick With numb eyes flick,
tears don't exist anymore.
The extrovert in me is silly painted with colours people never been seen, his smile is flawless and always wander around clueless about why he smiles.
The **** in me is a song or people like to call it wrong, a yearlong gong he writes 'lol' in people's wall with a fluffy cloud inside his brain,
it reads tetrahydrocannabinol,
notorious for his vocabulary,
can **** with an epistolary.
The Dib is a broken rib, spoon-feed bib
He writes out of syllabus with sketchy nib,
runs in a solo trip his life says 'rofl'.
©sarcasticbong
May 25, 2021
May 25, 2021 at 2:08 PM UTC
Go
Flo
Rip
Lip
Wiggle
Tiggle
Smash
Dash
Groove
Move
Hup
Pup
Slide
Ide
Dive
Clive
Push
Nush
Tickle
Lickle
Love
Dove
Bounce
Ounce
Daz
Jazz
Big
Dig
Slip
Pip
Trip
Hip
Hop
Pop
Grind
Mind
Telly
Belly
Hell
Tell
Oz
Loz
Stone
Bone
Big
Wig
Tic
Nic
Danny
*****
Granny
Manny
Wimp
Imp
Rib
Dib
Dace
Mace
Lace
Race
Fire
Ire
Flat
Face
Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 3:22 PM UTC