"ell" poems
I say unto you with a sniveling snarl,
Will you go on and be friends with an owl?
Why, YES! I said boldly with a pompety grin
My new owl friend will be lucky and win!
He will hoot and toot a most beautiful song
He will win a singing contest and sing all day long
We will take all his winnings and spend it on mead
We'll sing, drink and be merry, indeed!
we'll capture a horse and dress it in tweed
then ride to the sunset on our horse named, "Sardine!"
Sardine might get hungry so we'll feed him some hemp
We'll lay down to rest on a bed that's unkempt
We'll wake in the morning to see Sardine's fate
Sardine has died from starvation this date
The sorrow we feel is so hard to beat
So opon his flesh we started to eat
w'ell pair it with taters all mashed in a pan
we'll eat up our dinner as fast as we can
but hold on a second, how silly are we!
We tripped on some mushrooms we found on a tree!
our minds started swirling and twirling; so dizzy!
my owl friend shrieked and then started to tizzy
he gouged out my eyes and laughed at my pain
I fell to the ground and made peace with my name
for I never did say from whence I came
cause stories like this are not easy to tame
I lay here in misery, my friend's not to blame
It's all in my head, this silly word game
Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 12:48 PM UTC
A
Kiss, stolen in secret.
Away, from prying eyes.
Before
The the school
Bell rang.
Can't
You see the memories
Concealed behind my eyes?
Do
You even care
Don't you even see my tears?
Eventually
They say I will forget.
Even though I know I never will.
Fore
Your smell still lingers on my clothes.
Forever etched into my brain.
Going
Round and round my head,
Got to forget your kiss.
Help
Me move on and
Hold my head up high.
It
Simply does no good to remember.
I swear I'm going mad.
Just
The way you say my name.
Jynn... Like it's beautiful.
****
Me before I fall too deeply addicted to your
Kiss, so sweet and soft.
Love
The age old
Lie, told by every member of your kind.
Maybe
I can do this on
My own, free myself from you.
Never
Did I think I'd
Need you this much.
Only
Boy to ever truly
Own my heart.
Probably
the most
Painful of any hurt.
Quiet
Tears as loud and
Obnoxious as a car alarm.
Running
Away from my fears.
Ripping you from my life.
Stop
Trying to
Stay, It only makes it harder.
Today
Is the day I finally
Tear away from the life I hate.
Unfortunately,
My heart and brain
Unanimously decided that life was caused by you.
Very
Well, If you agree. This
Vacancy in my life is not for you.
Won't
You let me die?
Why must you torture me so?
eX-treme
Heartache, I
eX-alted you so.
You,
The love of my life. un-
Yielding rollar coaster, just wont stop.
Zombie
Of my former self, drained of
Zest, and life.
Nov 8, 2012
Nov 8, 2012 at 12:01 AM UTC
When I met you, I was on magic mushrooms.
or maybe I wasn't.
but either way, the moment we made eye contact things began to swirl-
and the world became candy-colored.
things are grey now.
Aug 23, 2021
Aug 23, 2021 at 12:04 AM UTC
When I was born you smiled so big I thought you were going to hurt your jaw
When you play football with me I know you let me win
When you go shopping with me you have no clue on how to shop for girl clothes but that's ok
You don't always understand me but that's ok
You always cook and I love that
You always support me in the sports I do
Even if I hurt myself in stupid ways playing it
If I make a bad grade your ok you help me study harder
If I fall your there to catch me
You laugh at my silly jokes
Even though they are not funny
You cry when I cry
You worry about me even when I am asleep
You always are proud of me
You tickle me till my stomach hurts from laughing
And you hold my hand when times our rough
You scare those boys away that teased me
You take me out to eat to celebrate my birthday
You always know what I want for christmas
You always forgive me if I do something wrong
You ell me I'm the most beautiful girl in the school
When I doubt myself and try to go on diets
Even though I look fine
When I doubt myself you say you don't need makeup
Makeup is to cover up flaws and you do not have a single one
You don't always get why I'm so obsessed with makeup and shoes
You always tell me I'm perfect even if I think I'm not
You always tell me you love me
And I always will love you
Rights Reserved To Taylor Riley
Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 7:07 PM UTC
You make it in your mess-tin by the brazier's rosy gleam;
You watch it cloud, then settle amber clear;
You lift it with your bay'nit, and you sniff the fragrant steam;
The very breath of it is ripe with cheer.
You're awful cold and ***** and a-cursin' of your lot;
You scoff the blushin' 'alf of it, so rich and rippin' 'ot;
It bucks you up like anythink, just seems to touch the spot:
God bless the man that first discovered Tea!
Since I came out to fight in France, which ain't the other day,
I think I've drunk enough to float a barge;
All kinds of fancy foreign dope, from caffy and doo lay,
To *** they serves you out before a charge.
In back rooms of estaminays I've gurgled pints of cham;
I've swilled down mugs of cider till I've felt a bloomin' dam;
But 'struth! they all ain't in it with the vintage of Assam:
God bless the man that first invented Tea!
I think them lazy lumps o' gods wot kips on asphodel
Swigs nectar that's a flavour of Oolong;
I only wish them sons o' guns a-grillin' down in 'ell
Could 'ave their daily ration of Suchong.
Hurrah! I'm off to battle, which is 'ell and 'eaven too;
And if I don't give some poor bloke a sexton's job to do,
To-night, by Fritz's campfire, won't I 'ave a gorgeous brew
(For fightin' mustn't interfere with Tea).
To-night we'll all be tellin' of the Boches that we slew,
As we drink the giddy victory in Tea.
2.2k
"So tell me now, where was my fault/In loving you with my whole heart"
Tell me the truth -- and only the truth.
Right now that is what I need,
And I need a restart.
I'm sorry for all I've done, but I must say
Goodbye to this lonely cold
Heart, that once belong
To you. You had me at hello, you had me, you had
Everything, but you lost it in one not-so-smooth move.
Do you ever wish we were still together? Well I do, sometimes, but
Goodbye to what we were, it was nice knowing you.
Even in these lonely days, I wouldn't change a thing.
"A white blank page and a swelling rage
You did not think when sent me to the brink
You desired my attention but denied my affections."
"And I will hold on hope
And I won't let you choke
On the noose around your neck
And I'll find strength in pain
And I will change my ways
I'll know my name as it's called again"
Mar 2, 2011
Mar 2, 2011 at 5:01 PM UTC
Daily I listen to wonder and woe,
Nightly I hearken to knave or to ace,
Telling me stories of lava and snow,
Delicate fables of ribbon and lace,
Tales of the quarry, the **** the chase,
Longer than heaven and duller than hell--
Never you blame me, who cry my case:
"Poets alone should kiss and tell!"
Dumbly I hear what I never should know,
Gently I counsel of pride and of grace;
Into minutiae gayly they go,
Telling the name and the time and the place.
Cede them your silence and grant them space--
Who tenders an inch shall be ***** of an ell!
Sympathy's ever the boaster's brace;
Poets alone should kiss and tell.
Why am I tithed what I never did owe?
Choked with vicarious saffron and mace?
Weary my lids, and my fingers are slow--
Gentlemen, **** you, you've halted my pace.
Only the lads of the cursed race,
Only the knights of the desolate spell,
May point me the lines the blood-drops trace--
Poets alone should kiss and tell.
L'ENVOI
Prince or commoner, tenor or bass,
Painter or plumber or never-do-well,
Do me a favor and shut your face
Poets alone should kiss and tell.
1.9k
jesus left me a
gun under the
table.
he didn't remember
to leave a note telling
me what it's for, but
i think i'm smart
enough to put one
and two, together. (or
am i?):(i am).
it's about a week or so later
when momma tells me
'god ain't real' and rips
it from my hands but
they still sh a ke and
reach for love that isn't
there. (in the spaces. the
c a b i n e t s ).
: i feel self-empowered at
the thought that maybe i
put it there - memory
evades me -- ***** me | high
until i'm low again. again. |
(it's all the same).
days pass and i find
it taped under my
desk but this time
with a **** note.
"to forget" it says. "from
someone who cares."
and i think
let's see if it'll actually
hurt so
mouth open
black berry sm ell s
taunt me into
relaxation, (am i in
p a r a d i s e ):::(i think
i am).
i know it's the love wrapping
its skeleton arms around
my body when i f a l l to
the
floor. || everything
is silent
on this
side.
(c) 2014 jude rigor
Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 10:17 PM UTC
tell me you believe in ghosts s
o i know who to believe / when
the time comes to ****** / all o
ver the ghost of your face / i pr
omise i won't forget to lie / and t
ell you that i love you / *i cann
*ot love you / because it is typical
to fear love when the chest is ope
n / the treasure found / and you l
ie dying with your heart still beati
ng in the October nightlife / believe
me when i tell you i wanted nothin
g / but
guts
Oct 14, 2013
Oct 14, 2013 at 11:24 PM UTC
Wi yer eyes stingin n wet wi tears
N muk bungin up tha nose n ears
N a white rimmed ed where thi's ad thi hat
Up tha floats on't lift like a drownded rat
After twelve hours tha's pretty dun in
Whilst t'other folks as been kippin n dreamin
Tha's bin diggin n drillin like summart daft
Now up tha floats on't hydraulic raft
The cold morn air meks tha lungs urt
Cause tha's bin breathin muk n dirt
Fer nigh on forty years or more
That most folks wudn't ave on't floor
N as tha washes all't muk away
Tha knows thas sum that'll allus stay
N whilst outside tha luks nice n clean
Tha's stuff inside thi th't'll never be seen
Until o course tha's gon n died
N them docter fellers tek a look inside
N in amazement they'll stand n stare
At all that muk th't shudn't be there
N wen tha's ded it'll be nowt new
Not too a bloke what's lived like you
Fer now tha's on'y six feet under
Wen undreds is what thas bin used to
N't Crowner'll say thi ad a natural death
Not like them th't had their last breath
At sixteen, seventeen, twenty or more
When sum big explosions brought ceiling t floor
But a doubt if tha'll think it wer thi turn
As tha lays there nattering t worm
Crawlin in n out o yer ears
Not much t show fer sixtyodd years
Still what else cud you ave dun, that's it
But follow yer old man down pit
A mean even his dad was a facer tha knows
Kem out at thirty wi' ands like claws
Ah well it's time fer sum grub
Then half-a-dozen pints't pub
Wi an hour or two o noonday sun
Then back t wife fer an hour o fun
N be six next morning I'll be feelin well
As I teks yon raft t bowels of 'ell
Thirty shillin a week be summer the reckonin
Ah but then they can't see yon worm beckonin
Remember this is a 'Performance Poem'
and the style of writing acts as a
speech prompt. The accent is loosely
Yorkshire. A 'Crowner 'is an old word
for a Coroner.
I hope you enjoy it.
© David Irwin Phillips 2008
Mar 31, 2010
Mar 31, 2010 at 2:03 AM UTC
Anytime you feel lonely
Beckon for me to come into your arms
Catch hold of my hand in the shadows, in the back row
Don't let go.
Every day is a new day
Feeling good
Good feeling
Happy... Almost.
I don't want you to leave as well
Just stay, please...
Keep your fingers crossed
Love the way that your dark eyes shine so brightly
My heart races in your presence
No good can come from this
Only few understand.
Please hold on for a little longer
Quit with the teasing already
Ridiculous, our circumstances...
Slow down, I want to know more
Tell me your deepest secrets
Under the light of the moon.
Velvet blankets, picnic baskets
What's next?
Xoxo, your biggest fan
You never did understand my jokes
Zzzzzz, goodnight, day dreamer...
*Now I know my ABCs,
Next time won't you comfort me?*
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 7:02 PM UTC
Less ‘ave a spot of fun, shall we?
Sumfin fun to do in ma spare time fo no particula reason,
An’ I like ta share it wif you.
Drop the T’s and pronounce yeh U’s like ew’s
Enunciation is key on heavy consonant words.
Forget practicality an be silly wif it.
Pretending fo a moment,
That there is a glob of peana butta,
On the ref of yeh mouf.
****** ell and bullocks only take it so far,
Yew must remain natural wif towne
But, simply mumble mimzy’s
Followed by ratulsnakes ‘n’ wota fawllls.
Tha best practice comes wif accenting ull day.
An than ull tha kids will think its ace!
Dowent get aggro, jus ease into it.
An fa ***** sake its Herb not erb.
Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 6:18 PM UTC
When I was born you smiled so big I thought you were going to hurt your jaw
When you play football with me I know you let me win
When you go shopping with me you have no clue on how to shop for girl clothes but that's ok
You don't always understand me but that's ok
You always cook and I love that
You always support me in the sports I do
Even if I hurt myself in stupid ways playing it
If I make a bad grade your ok you help me study harder
If I fall your there to catch me
You laugh at my silly jokes
Even though they are not funny
You cry when I cry
You worry about me even when I am asleep
You always are proud of me
You tickle me till my stomach hurts from laughing
And you hold my hand when times our rough
You scare those boys away that teased me
You take me out to eat to celebrate my birthday
You always know what I want for christmas
You always forgive me if I do something wrong
You ell me I'm the most beautiful girl in the school
When I doubt myself and try to go on diets
Even though I look fine
When I doubt myself you say you don't need makeup
Makeup is to cover up flaws and you do not have a single one
You don't always get why I'm so obsessed with makeup and shoes
You always tell me I'm perfect even if I think I'm not
You always tell me you love me
And I always will love you
Mar 24, 2017
Mar 24, 2017 at 4:41 PM UTC
I want to
s e
t l
r g
an
the neck of the demon
who pushes me to
be in a state of
r n
e o
b i
ell
toward everything
good and
p l
e u
a f
ce
a
nightmare
eating
love.
Living
cross
exterminated.
The masks that hide your
face may
change
through
downpouring
rain
and days where good
reigns through all, but I can see
thrOugh each one.
I can make out the
image you hide.
Behind
A
Mask,
You
Wake
And
Sleep.
Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 12:59 PM UTC
I'm depression. As real, as light,
As dark. As feeling, as air, as
Light. I'm as real as the sun
That isn't there. I'm as heavy
As its nowhere-
Ness. I'm the sum of sub-
Tracting parts, I'm the price
Of hell, a worthless dream.
My life
Is found, when life
Finds meaning (when was it lost?)
If you think
That means
It was me
Who gave
Up on God. . .
I gave everything
And nothing he returned to me.
Death to the saviors.
Death to the sayers.
Death to the forsakers.
Nothing to arrogant nothing.
The greatest ******* pain
Is your child,
When he was just born,
And inside you,
And later, when he
Disappointed you.
You tried so hard,
Gave it a name,
Something you wanted it to be,
Gave it food and water - Your
Food and water,
And for your birthday,
You get a coffin.
Life
*****
As the saying goes.
And I guess
Death is the Doctor
Who draws your blood
To replace some other blood.
As the saying goes
Around.
But maybe
Our dreams will get us somewhere,
When the end comes, when we sink our bones
Into that pillow the Earth, and in a thousand
The sun will abandon, and make it
No longer daydreaming.
But until then,
Let them **** each other.
So-called "family."
Sep 19, 2025
Sep 19, 2025 at 2:57 PM UTC
Beautiful so much & she is cheerful,
Her soft & creamy blush is so lovely.
Unto her my attraction is wonderful,
My crush she is a new bubbly crush.
I will for her be mine I'll be dutiful,
Kind she is so attractive and plush.
And I will be realistic about future.
Fulfilling my duty I will never rush,
United as friends we are going along,
Loving her through the unseen I am,
When I will be successful, I can stand.
Atul is respected by her & it's obvious,
Never promised anything improbable,
I am definitely up for working so hard.
I have found an inspiration for work.
A sunrise is imminent after this night,
Slowly will vanish this darkness,
Surely he has learned in life,
United we stand together.
Redness in your cheeks,
Especially brightens your eyes.
You will never find me gone,
Onto another attraction,
Up above the limits we'll go.
Too much expecting I won't be,
Hunting your freedom I won't be,
Atul will succeed for his parents,
Then you can join him here.
I am glad that you are the inspiration.
Well-versed with life I am now,
In an Indian angel I put my trust,
Linked deeply can be our destinies,
Land of dreams be our destination.
Who I wait for is your beautiful heart,
As for the added benefits I will get,
In my lovely but lonely life I am,
Tthrough crests I have no companion.
Far from grief I am right now,
On the cusp of beauty I relax,
Really I know my final destination.
Youthly are your ways today,
Ostensibly my love for you is seen,
Understandable is your caution.
Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 10:29 PM UTC
Jesus as you hung with arms outstretched
Even as you were rejected time and time again
Somehow you loved us so much that you would give your life
Unconditional unsurpassed love would win
Sin couldn’t hold you, death had lost its power
Over and over you showed us love
Nailed on a cross between two thieves
Three days later you came back
Hell could not hold you; Heaven rejoiced
Everyone could not believe so easily
Carrying that cross to Calgary I can’t imagine
Ridiculed, beaten, ripped and torn
Our sins you took upon yourself
So that we might have new life; so that we might be:
SAVED
Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 12:05 PM UTC
(We Must!)
C-reate our own paradise...a cool refuge from the outside
H-ell....an indomitable wall, to fight bitter winds...storms that
A-gitate our placid waters...here, we seek God...Angels...to
O-vercome fear and negative energy within...here, we bathe, and
S-hine through their light....and rise from our own CHAOS...
We must!
(acrostic-10w x 5)
Sally
Copyright June 16, 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 9:09 PM UTC
"Let me introduce my self"
"I'm Mr Dev-Ell"
This is a class on words
Power,
Thoughts,
Manipulation
Of those around you, why not, others
Do it, so do it to them as well,
"HELL"
I do it everyday its my job,
Power
Is what you make it,
How you use it, power isn't
Money,*
Land,*
Diamonds
May be a girls best friend, but
Without the words there just
Dreams sitting on a fluffy white cloud,
Thoughts,
Can be dominated, with so few
Syllables, make their thoughts yours,
To after a time control,
Manipulation,
To make those who's thoughts have succumb
To your whims, do all that you want
Good,
Evil,
In-between
What is wanted, stand back and watch the show,
Now here is your homework
I want all done that which is wrote
I want all completed with silence
I want you to
Listen
To the
Sound
Of my
Voice,
You wish to have power over people & words,
"Yes"
"Then into the night"
As each leave's I whisper in their ears
I am Mr Dev-ell
If any one asks, say i whispered the words,
That night, I sit waiting with
A smile upon my face,
"News is coming through"
"ZND News"
"There have been numerous killings"
"On the streets tonight"
"Each was heard screaming"
Devil gave me the power"
Devil gave me the word"
"Six people were shot by police
"Five died from their wounds"
"This brings the death toll too"
"Twenty Five"
"Wait a moment the sixth suspect is in custody "
"Why sir, why did you do this"
"Dev-eel made me do it"
"He whispered secrets in to my ears"
"You heard it here first
Dev ell smiled,
He had killedso many, with out raising a hand,
The power of word was indeed strong
Specially when spoken softly by
Mr Dev-ell
His words were like ******* for thoughts
He spoke, people listened,
And with out knowing did his ***** work,
A master at what he did,
He was Dev-eel and his whispers
Could make you **** or worse..
Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 10:07 PM UTC
Hell isn't as bad as it seems
Our only Escape is a dream
Love was never A permanent solution
We thought it was Real
Time took away all our smiles
Breathing isn't an option
You were Ruthless for another word
But my days were slowly Ending
And you couldn't bear the pain
So you Killed my heart by not speaking
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 11:31 PM UTC
"Tell Me I'm Right and let the sun rain down on me"
Here's hoping that in time we will understand the dark
Evenings, and what IS worth living for. And the meaning of what's
Bad, or good. *"There's Nothing Wrong With Just
A Taste Of What You Paid For"* No One is Perfect. *"A
Lonely Speaker In A Conversation"* We will all get that
Longing, 'sinful', urge and there's nothing wrong with that.
*And now as you Take A Moment To Assess The Sins you Paid For* and
*Desperation* -will happen to everyone at least
Once in their life. And you will make it through it.
For with each new day that goes by, REMEMBER your
Memories. With them you can find answers to your life's greatest questions.
Only now, you Start To Notice Empty Bottles Of Gin and
Now, this is the part where you start questioning your life....
"Another dollar, another day" baby, you'll find what's worth
Living for. We all got something in our lives to live for.
It might be: friends, family, your pets, a lover, or all. But there's
Something-Always; You just have to search for it. You're Worth It.
And now, "Give Me A Sign I Want To Believe" Stay Positive.
Apr 10, 2011
Apr 10, 2011 at 1:53 PM UTC