"dosent" poems
Sarah
Sarah is a virgo
but she is no ******
She is full of experience,
and im not talking about *** or drugs.
( though she had her fair share.)
Im talking about life.
Sarah hasnt lived in a fairy tale,
but if she did,
she would be a prince.
She is charming,
bold,
kind,
and tenacious.
Sarah would **** a dragon
just to make sure you were safe.
She will make you laugh,
and iron soap,
Dancing as she watches you with
her precious knowledge of Amity.
Sarah will hold you when you cry,
and she will tell you its okay to be sad.
Sarah had her vision turn gray when she was a child;
words tore at her skin,
but she is still alive.
Her vision turned back to technicolor
but that doesn’t mean it won’t turn back to gray.
Sarah dosent like to talk about herself,
but you can talk to her,
She will help you see the world.
If you can’t see the flowers
Sarah will hold your hand and
sing you a picture.
Sarah holds all of her friends,
there names taped to the front of her heart.
She plants her seed of friendship
deep in the roots of your garden.
You dont need to meet her more than once,
you can tell that she is always there.
Sarah can be mean,
but thats just cause shes tired.
Sarah carries the troubles she has with her,
they are wrapped with the sign
“do not enter”
but she dosen’t let them weigh her down.
Sarah dosent ask for help
she is given it,
and she will always return the favor
but she will complain about you giving
even before you finish your task.
Sarah is a mystery,
She smokes a lot of
cigarettes
but she still
smells like
Sarah.
She is far from perfect,
she animates her life with overdramatic hand movements
and tells her wisdom with sonnets or
Monologues from act i scene ii,
She plays overtures from her heart,
and talks lyrics from her soul.
Sarah is a musical of a life
full of future.
She is a name in lights
not yet recognized.
Sarah hasn’t finished her life yet,
but she is the lines
of poetry, and songs
not yet written.
Sarah adds years to peoples lives.
Sarah is a friend,
and im happy to know her
even if a short minute of her hourglass
is all I ever see.
Jul 13, 2015
Jul 13, 2015 at 8:36 AM UTC
BY ARCASSIN BURNHAM
waitin for the mornin to open its eyes,
Shes waitin for me,
but dosent know that dawn has found me,
she mocks the sun,
your ignorance is a bliss,
one step from a kiss,
i guess i should have known better,
so beautiful as love itsself,
But inside,
evil as sin,
when,
when will the morning come,
love aint going anywhere,
im always here.
May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 8:28 PM UTC
Deny
I deny the feelings i have for you.
I deny every time you walk down the street and my homie ask if i love you and i say **** you but in the back of my mind all i can think about is how much i l rlly love you
I deny the fact the when you got a new man that it dosent hurt me because i know i can treat better then any ***** ever will
I deny that you are not the most beautiful thing in the world because your beauty is what wakes me up in this world
I deny that i dnt want you as my future wife Knowing deep down that all i want to do his hold you tight right by my side you as my bonnie and me as your clyde
I deny how intellectual you really are even tho your the most intelligent woman in the world
I deny that i dnt think about you when i sleep but we both know your in my dreams always holding hands taking on the world as best as we can
I deny i dont want to be your protector even tho i wont let anything hurt you
I deny that your eyes arent pretty but gorgeous like the sunset over the seas
I deny that your not all i want but you are the only thing i need
I deny i deny i deny i deny
I dont know why i deny
I deny to tell you the truth all the time because it might hurt
I deny that deep down inside that your not my favorite girl
I deny your not my whole wide world
I deny that this poem wasnt made for you to show my love for you.
I guess you will never know how i really feel for you because of my denial
Oct 29, 2012
Oct 29, 2012 at 10:20 PM UTC
Its the little things you do,
like the way you pulled the covers up over my exposed body before you left this morning
You probably thought I was asleep
but I was awake enough for a minute to see the last thing you did before you shut the bedroom door,
and went downstairs
was take care of me
it's in those moments that I fall even deeper in love with you
the moments that remind me how lucky I am
to be the center of someones world
who absolutely dosent have to revolve around my orbit
but decided that they wanted to
I am loved deeper in my weakest moments
you never stop trying
your love is unwavering
even when I do nothing but push against you
you simply stay
and love me
anyways
maybe it's because we're more than lovers
we are two souls
connected in a bond tighter than I think either of us can comprehend
you are my best friend
and loving you comes easy
natural, free flowing,
like breathing
many people will confess their undying love for someone in their lifetime
claim that their relationship is stronger than anyone else's that they know
that they have something so special no one could ever understand
but I don't think our love is complicated
or hard to comprehend
because with us
you get what you see
and simplicity is the beauty of the bond that we share
we have never needed more than just each other
because love is enough
Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 10:58 PM UTC
English
Reading
Math(s)
Language arts
Language experience
Social studies
World history
Science
& more
What do all of theese have in common?
They cause pain and struggle
School dosent teach how to deal with
Death
Depression
Anger
Rejection
Pain
Major emotions, things that people have
And **** themselves over
But school dosent care
School counselors don’t help
School nurses aren’t nurses
School dosent teach tax
Instead we pay it
It dosent teach what to do when your homeless
It dosent teach you how to get a job
It dosent teach you how to parent
They say they prepare us for the future
But does it really?
Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 7:35 PM UTC
*A kiss from the night
Drunk from all that pain
Struggles to breath
Can't remember her name
Lost his eyes
Love made him blind
Hate made him see
Scars remind
A story that'll fade away
Pages eaten by time
Memories don't go away
Weather is not kind
Storms bash the home
Walls ripped of from the bones
All his secrets in the open
Strangers are gone
Who will love him now
Caress and hold him now
Wipe away all the blood stained tears
Who will bring him down
From the skies he wanders at nights
Searching for a lost cause
A moon that glows in anger
A sun that's faux
A wolf howls at a distance
A dog barks nearby
Night shows resistance
Ghosts never pass-by
A bleak view from a window
And a madness from outside
A letter of hatred
Enough to hurt his pride
He cannot see but whisper
There's a tale hidden in the stones
He warns once again
About the rage hidden in his bones
No one listens
World won't skip a beat
It Dosent matter
Even if with blood he repeats
They'll only see red
Not what's in his head
They look right through him
Like staring at something dead
He's afraid of the demons
That guide him to scars
Gently takes his hand
Makes him draw on his arms
Death , he mused
Life had refused
Where to walk now
He is so confused
And lies that destroyed lust
Ashened black lies in dirt
Forgiven but not forgotten
In dark prisons they lurk
Prisoners of darkness
They weep solitude
Embracing their fate
Another sunrise they refute
And to feed them love
A mistake of the holy
Wise seeks hurt
Impervious of the story
But a mother does worry
If her child lives or not
Thirteen cents
For which he was bought
She loved him and fed him hate
Watched silently and smiled
While he ate
His mouth blood stained
From the flesh of the saints
Imploding the verses he preached
Every rule he ever bleached
Hands of god from heaven
All hell broke loose when they reached
And strangled his very neck
Coldness in his eyes
Staring at the mirrors that don't reflect*
Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 1:08 PM UTC
there was once a little camel he had great big ****
and it used to wobble went he hit a bump
the camel got a pump and laid across the floor
pumped till it was hard now it dosent wobble anymore
Feb 18, 2010
Feb 18, 2010 at 3:57 AM UTC
spoke in love tongue
warmed up in laughter
and then woke up one morning and thought my name
the victim says
one morning when I had taken myself away
from this earth
and burried myself in dirt on another place
anywhere oh anywhere other then this petty little world
where only you and the other soul exsist
in the mist and dew in the evaporation of my wet thoughts
within my thoughts
only inside of you
my mind caressed your blood
my steam runs down your veins
will I ever forgive myself for letting you own my mind
and my smoke circles your face
and clings to our breath
and if suffocating crept
I wouldt even recognize you--
death
when here under a opressors arms
simply delighted melting vigorusly in the diluted charm
oh we are everything
everything
but at the moment it dosent
no it dosent seem wrong
Dec 5, 2010
Dec 5, 2010 at 2:45 PM UTC
is it selfish to hope that my son
turns out more like me
to hope he cares more about things
like the lunar eclipse or the lifetime of a tree over the next level on a video game?
to see the world through a wider set of eyes
and to know there is much more to life than the day to day routines
that nature matters
and so does recycling and knowledge of plants
reading should still be done out of books
and learning to write in cursive still matters
I hope he sees the beauty in the stars
and how small but important we are in the vast universe we get to be apart of
how what we do here on earth
effects our solar system
when he gets older I hope he realizes
other people's feelings around him
how the things he says and does truly effect someone else
I hope he cares about his health
that he dosent smoke and dosent drink too much
is conciencious of his eating choices
and goes for an apple over chips
I hope he sees he only has one life
and that he sets out to make the most of it
I hope he is never too hard on himself
because he realizes no one is perfect
and that he takes the time to
take care of himself
I hope he wants to live in this world over the makeshift realities brainwashing todays Youth through TV and games
I hope he questions who he is
and who he wants to be even in the good times not just the bad
I hope when the next lunar eclipse comes around
he will want to watch it with his Mom
because he knows how much she adores both the moon and her son
Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 11:07 PM UTC
life goes on as it should wether bad or wether good
it can change from day today going on its own way
everyday it just moves on until another day as gone
it revolves goes round and round passes by without a sound
wether bad or wether good life goes on as it should
it goes on and dosent stop just keeps going until you drop.
Mar 25, 2010
Mar 25, 2010 at 10:15 AM UTC
i am trucking cowboy truckings all i know
dont have time to think just get up and go
no matter what the weather dosent bother me
rolling down the highway rolling wild and free,
driving through the night driving through the day
driving anywhere miles and miles away
i can feel the freedom as i drive along
listen to the radio play a good ole country song
watching all the headlights lighting up the night
driving down the highway in the lights so bright
in my trucking home it makes me feel so free
brings a sense of freedom wakes the soul in me.
i am trucking cowboy truckings all i know
dont have time to think just get up and go
no matter what the weather dosent bother me
rolling down the highway rolling wild and free,
driving miles and miles i really just dont care
driving any place driving anywhere
in my trucking home it makes me feel so free
brings a sense of freedom wakes the soul in me.
driving miles and miles driving anywhere
no matter where i go i dont really care
i can feel the freedom as i drive along
listen to the radio play a good ole country song
i am trucking cowboy truckings all i know
dont have time to think just get up and go
no matter what the weather dosent bother me
rolling down the highway rolling wild and free,
Feb 27, 2018
Feb 27, 2018 at 2:46 PM UTC
This day your either caught up in Baal, Baphomet or Bethel.
Since I was a kid they was trying to trip me in a fairytale..
Dragons are Good and alittle magic won't ****
So far from the truth but some say who's gunna make these scars go away... Well tell me where did the scars come from?
Cause we know evil is bad and good is the truth!
If your caught in a lie dosent that mean that God told you?
Certainly not!
It came from baphomets mouth, so why are listening to liars mouth?
Dragons are real and so are unicorns
But dragons destroy and it takes a sword and one man to overcome him..
Maybe it's me?
Maybe it's you?
I just wanted to show you Baal is what we create for fantasies and selfish ways.
Baphomet is the Devil who lies right in your face.
Bethel is a holy place that keeps truth as it's king and good as it's God.
Wake up!!! For one day we will be on one side or the other...
It's hard to tell the truth and love someone who dosent know Good, but it's easy to fall and give up for a lie and at the end never notice that lies were getting life from you.
Forgive me.
Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 11:08 AM UTC
i have a little budgie and i call him tweet
he his very tidy and keeps cage so neat
he his very fussy and dosent like a mess
anything he spills puts him in distress
he his always busy. cleaning when he can
it his fun to watch this house proud little man
he polishes his mirror till it gets a sheen
a house proud little budgie i have never seen
Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 12:07 PM UTC
how can i even begin to describe the way you make me feel?
they way my heart flutters at the sound of your name.
the way it feels to know that even though i warned you not to fall in love with me, you still dove in, headfirst.
i love you with all of my being.
you are my sun and my moon.
i love the way you caress my arm ever so gently when you feel lonely.
or how you lay your head in my lap when you are tired.
or even how you kiss my collar bones when my body aches.
i love the way you look at me, like im the most wonderful human being you have ever laid eyes on.
and experiencing that kid of love is unforgettable and makes you feel all warm and mushy inside like how christmas feels.
wonderful.
but even then not even that is compared to the love you make me feel.
i want to make you feel my love for you but even if i could show you, it still wouldnt amount to all my love for you.
i thank him for finally allowing me to have someone who makes me happy.
for having someone who dosent allow me to cry myself to sleep.
who makes me not doubt them at all and to trust them with my everything.
i am in love with you
and it is the best feeling in the world.
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 5:28 PM UTC
Mannerless child!
Shameless child!
Arrogant child!
You lack home training.
Your parents must be bad.
Please don't fault my parents
I was raised well.
I was raised to greet my elders and address them with respect.
Just because I walked pass you at the mall, doesn't mean my parents are to be blamed,
If my parents found out I will be scolded.
I was raised to say "please" whenever I seek for a favour and to say "thank you" as a sign of appreciation,
Just because I didn't utter any,
Doesn't mean my parents lack gratitude,
If my parents found out, they will never gift me.
I was raised to wear decent clothings and be moral in my actions and behaviours,
Just because I wore a skimpy outfit,
Dosent mean my parents bought them,
If my parents found out, they will burn them to ashes.
I was raised to be humble and have patience,
Just because you saw me cursing and fighting on the street,
Doesn't mean my parent encourages it,
If my parents found out I will be grounded.
I was raised to be generous, to love and care without expectations,
Just because I'm indifferent,
Doesn't mean my parents are heartless,
If they found out they will be disappointed.
I was raised to study and be successful in life,
Just because I'm a school drop out,
Doesn't mean my parent never paid my fees,
If they found out they will be angry.
I was raised to always go to church or the mosques,
To visit relatives and friends,
Just because you saw me at the beer palour
Smoking and wasting myself,
Doesn't mean my parents ordained it,
If they found out, the next day might be my funeral.
So please don't fault my parent.
I was raised well.
~boddobodes
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Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 2:16 AM UTC
Many houses have been cleaned on ***** window routes
Terraced rows and bungelows and other glass recruits
Customers of differant types some casual, some suits
Pleasent ones and lovely ones, some of them fun hoots
One window shined, revealed behind someones bathroom door
An awful sight giving us a fright, more than we bargained for
We went to clean it was abscene, that horrible thing we saw
Showing his snake was it a mistake, or was he just a *****
Every time we went to clean situations would get worse
We didn't want to catch a glimps, of his ****** immerse
A naked burden it bacame, why was he so perverse
***** windows should remain to conceal that bathroom curse
The anxiousness we both felt, how low he always sank
Unwanted sightings of body flesh and yanking on his plank
Disgusting ways of a deprived mind, so very dark and dank
***** windows are one thing, but not when you ******* ****
We did not want to ascend, with each ladder run to climb
knowing what awaited us we didn't want to see his slime
That bathroom window was regular, he did it every time
His kind of antics should be re-classed as a life of grime
We're not interested in plonker pulling a real discusting stunt
Nakedness we don't want to see, or a nasty shiveled front
Your ***** windows are to much so we will both be blunt
Keep your wanking to yourself and **** off your ***** ****
We don't care how many times, or how much you try
There is no necessitation to see your small **** eye
Confess your sins and tell your wife and don't you effing lie
That you've been bathroom wanking and flashing your cream pie
We told him we're not cleaning, when he dosent wear a stitch
And because he had to ******* **** and treat us like his *****
We're not your pleasure ****** when you've got that certain itch
Your ***** windows we wont clean when your mind is in a ditch
It's time us girls said goodbye you've made us ******* cross
Window cleaners we may be but your not our wanking boss
So now we're gone and you know why, my friend it's adios
And all because you had to flash and have a bathroom toss
Feb 5, 2016
Feb 5, 2016 at 6:27 AM UTC
theres a big white owl he sits up on a fence
surrounded by the woodland so very thick and dense
with his eyes so big and a head that spins around
sitting there so quietly he dosent make a sound
he can see for miles when he begins to fly
flying there so gracefully as he hovers in the sky
waiting for his chance to move in for the ****
hovering so gently in the night so still.
Jun 8, 2010
Jun 8, 2010 at 4:20 PM UTC
An old man cries in a home
Bleeding all alone
Young plays in the woods
There'll be no dawn
A monster hides inside a man
Whispering for a lost cause
Beauty lay dead and cold
Covered by the moss
Sin looks for ugly
Creed Is his greed
A saint preaches words
And words breed
An army of cold eyes
Marching on every night
Breaking every wall
That stands against its might
An island engulfed in flames
Oh , water so nigh
Tears lost to an ocean
Can't even cry
No bird without wings
Dosent matter if one can fly
You can fly in your dreams
Dosent meant you can fly
And kiss goodbye
All hope is lost
And now it's time to die
Without a fight
Only the forgotten tries
A home broken and ruined
By the years and cold
Outlived the ones who lived
And lost its soul
Dragons fly in yesterday's
Tommorow is for man
Stories written and lost
Stories he didn't understand
History is a mystery
Not knowing a misery
Hidden but still free
Beauty is so ugly
And ugly so faithful
Better friend than foe
Young is so fast
And the old so slow
But where did the young go
Without a direction he runs
Old sits back and enjoys
The warmth of the fading sun
And can guns Destroy
If its not for the man
Man in ocean , man on moon
There isn't a place where he didn't stand
And whisper his hatred
While holding a gun naked
And ghosts hoot for the mother earth
In a hope she'll make it
But stranger knows she's already dead
God knows 'cause he's in his head
Animals can't know for they're too bored
But science knows she's not dead but just unwell
From a bad disease
Called human specie
And when he's destroyed
She can re-grow freely
And the old sings the songs
Few words for his legacy
About the green and old mountains
That the young did not see
They left nothing for the young
Now that the old songs been sung
Lets all get numb and dumb
And **** for fun
Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 8:18 AM UTC
by Arcassin Burnham
staying the night,
was the worst mistake i ever made,
saying i went to a friends house,
was a part of it,
but staying wasnt,
trying not to be caught by her mother,
or an unsignificant other,
if you dont know by now,
in this situation,
yeah nobody dosent,
i need one more visit just to be closer to her,
i need one more visit just to be closer to her,
i need one more visit and i will never see you again.
Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 10:02 PM UTC
kindness as no cost its there to give away
something that is needed every single day
let the kindness show it is there to share
with each and everybody each and everywhere.
give it to the needy and the lonely to
just a little kindness as so much it can do
it dosent have a cost it is there for free
fill the world with kindness the way that it should be
Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 7:34 AM UTC
theres a spider in my bathroom he is big and hairy
with his big long legs he looks very scary
he sits in a web so big and very round
roaming round his weave he dosent make a sound
his home is the corner over by the door
some times he comes down and walks across the floor
a friendly little chap as friendly as can be
going where he wants too roaming round so free.
Mar 20, 2010
Mar 20, 2010 at 5:22 AM UTC
Always happy to see me
showers me with kisses
Thats how I know
Im the one she misses
When I've had a bad day
She dosent ask why
She just cuddles closer
In case i need a good cry
We love goofing around
And having fun at play.
We make time for that
Every single day
So its not hard to see
Maybe you've guessed
but my do is more than my friend
She the very best!
Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 1:00 AM UTC
i have a little budgie and i call him tweet
he his very tidy and keeps cage so neat.
he his very fussy and dosent like a mess
anything he spills puts him in distress.
he his always busy. cleaning when he can
it his fun to watch this house proud little man.
he polishes his mirror till it gets a sheen
a house proud little budgie i have never seen
Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 1:10 PM UTC
i was just a feather, drifting on a still lake.
waiting for a long time.
and then a small wooden boat was slowly passing by, gently creeping in.
a man with kind, sweet, loving eyes picked the feather up.
"my, my, my.. how is a feather, so light, and beautiful, not in the sky with a mighty bird? have you cried many story's, and whispered many screams?"
He put the feather in the pocket close to his heart.
rowed all the way home.
the feather looked up and wondered..
"why am i important, i fell because i dont matter anymore, no longer needed. i am not worthy of love.."
And almost if he had herd the feather;
"you are a beautiful thing, just because you were no longer needed, dosent mean you have no other meaning's."
He smiled. and oh his smile was amazing, it was worth more then flying.
then the feather seen the young man, pull out a box
this box looked important, and great.
he opened it and said..
"this box is like my heart.. and i will put you in here, forever. and when i die, the box will live forever. i promise, you will never be alone."
May 21, 2011
May 21, 2011 at 4:49 PM UTC
diabetes.....dont let it get in you
dont let it work on you
it cant be cure
it will mark youe life for ever!!!
type one ?two?or three?
dosent matter is coz you are not eating helthy food
to much candy? to much sugar?you feel sighnals?
consult your doctor.
dont let it grow!!!
dont let it get in you
dont let it work on you!!!
Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 6:39 PM UTC