"emm" poems
There's no place like home. There's no place like home. There's no place like home. Dorothy's Kansas never looked so comforting, her black and white world never so safe--never so flat, so barren.
Didn't she learn her lessons? She caused such trouble! She gave Auntie Emm such a fright! That bump on the head must have caused her brain damage. After the "big storm" was only a memory, and the terrible twister only a town tale, Dorothy did it again.
She ventured out on her own.
Yet Mrs. Gulch was still a witch. And Dorothy's "nasty, little dog" still got into the garden. The sheriff was ready to track her down and clamp down on her for good! Running home frantically for help, Dorothy realized that Auntie Emm was still too busy ******** at her shiftless farmhands, henpecking tired, old Uncle Henry,
and he was just too cranky to care. The farmhands were supposed to be her friends, but they just started crabbing at her again.
They soon gave her what for. "Dot, didn't you learn a thing in life?" "Didn't we rescue you once from a pigpen?" "That heart of yours leads you in the wrong direction! " "Where are your brains, anyway?"
Heartbroken, naive Dorothy realized something that was quite profound. Her heart was always in the right place--she just needed the courage, the courage to know she was smart enough to make it on her own. So Dorothy packed her bags, especially remembering her red ruby slippers. She would never forget her loyal friend and sidekick, her beloved pooch, Toto. If she was going, he was going with her.
So there she stood, suitcases in hand, in her bleak, little, colorless world. Terrified, she stood upon the precipice. Fear or faith? And all of a sudden she was noticed again! Just what was she doing? Who did she think she was fooling? Was she crazy!?
"You'll never make it!", they all warned. "You don't know the first thing about how to live in a Technicolor world!"
"Sorry, I do love you", Dorothy answered back. "But I disagree and I will forward you my new address". So off she went finding the path down the yellow brick road.
Jul 4, 2010
Jul 4, 2010 at 3:54 AM UTC
these lilttle pretty boy's with there ugly *** hearts
talkin this crap not even one clapp, taahaha :P and there thinkin there slick ,. pshhh
ther'e not even fit nd there lookin like **** rude ******* madee sick
there words arn't right nd they sound oh so white I'm so down to fight nd show emm whats right like seriously dude I'm a girl nd I'm suren i'd kick assss all they'ed have left is a little ***** classs.
like seriously who tha **** likes an ******* that's stuck the fukk up
excuse me every one my mom just got me these tite *** aeropostale ******* cause i aint got no man junk .
Yeaaa
it's a pain jammed in my *** so Ill just cover it up with bein a big O'l prickk nd sayin I'm better. nd Thinkin i'm bigger .
you're in way but I'm seein yuhr play
that diss you just made just made chu look gay! ;P
like i just said snitch,
Get out nd go figgurrr,
take that crap with ya we don't want yur linger
if ya look backk ***** i'll show you my finger
Mar 17, 2013
Mar 17, 2013 at 4:29 AM UTC
these lilttle pretty boy's with there ugly *** hearts
talkin this crap not even one clapp, taahaha :P and there thinkin there slick ,. pshhh
ther'e not even fit nd there lookin like **** rude ******* madee sick
there words arn't right nd they sound oh so white I'm so down to fight nd show emm whats right like seriously dude I'm a girl nd I'm suren i'd kick assss all they'ed have left is a little ***** classs.
like seriously who tha **** likes an ******* that's stuck the fukk up
excuse me every one my mom just got me these tite *** aeropostale ******* cause i aint got no man junk .
Yeaaa
it's a pain jammed in my *** so Ill just cover it up with bein a big O'l prickk nd sayin I'm better. nd Thinkin i'm bigger .
you're in way but I'm seein yuhr play
that diss you just made just made chu look gay! ;P
like i just said snitch,
Get out nd go figgurrr,
take that crap with ya we don't want yur linger
if ya look backk ***** i'll show you my finger
Jun 10, 2013
Jun 10, 2013 at 4:28 PM UTC
aku suka dia
salah
emm aku cinta dia
tak tau alasannya apa
dia tidak terlalu tampan
tak terlalu pintar
bahkan ada yang menganggap nya tidak menarik
tapi aku tertarik dengan dia
aku tertarik dengan dia sejak pertama kali teman ku menyebut nama nya
menceritakan hal-hal konyol akan dirinya
yang membuat ku jatuh lebih dalam kepadanya
mata nya biasa saja
manik hitam yang keliatan coklat saat terkena sinar matahari
tapi bagi ku
mata itu bisa memberikan kebahagiaan
kebahagiaan ku
hanya aku yang boleh merasakan kebahagiaannya
kalian tidak boleh
sudah lah, aku lelah
jika aku terus menulis tentang betapa aku mengagumi nya
kurasa tangan ku akan lepas.
Nov 20, 2016
Nov 20, 2016 at 6:49 AM UTC
(who blew the bulb ?) everywhere is bright everything is eyes can't see you in your mirror-mail-shard suit i'm blinded / bladed / paraded to the roots / hear this chime ? / this overwhelming chime / it's in all the things but has predatory gut / it’s not vital / it’s hurt / spumming out allure evident byproduct you've stuffed it all down clutted all the drains of your fawning audience burning hair compounded the body with capillary blain / majesty, your maj-jest-tea ; it’s dishonesty ; you are what you are but you don't want to be-(you're not pleased) get you down from there sire ( if-you-please ) and grow an honest hovel / everything’s on discount ************* discount it's a travesty you are a misery (dismount) you were far from what you harm now you keep it close you snake just like a charmer / you slither you basket you rascal piping lewd at the tourist youths / such a hassle / bring on photography the *********** it's embarrassing it’s emm-bhar-rass-sing (who blew the bulb ?)
Dec 31, 2023
Dec 31, 2023 at 6:18 PM UTC
Φ
In vivo, that matrix was the starting inverted commas,
Parents, the initial alphabets of my life,
I, the comma,
Accident, the emm dash,
My wife will be the penultimate phrase,
Children, the expected completing phrase,
Grandchildren, the probable full stop,
And Death will be the ending inverted commas.
Oct 30, 2019
Oct 30, 2019 at 1:07 PM UTC
She carried her burden of woe
like the weekend shop,
never stopped her from whistling a tune and
not many women do that nowadays.
in the old days when Auntie Emm was not so old
and bolder than she was later
she had what you'd call today, Swagga,
she'd wag her finger and say,
'follow me, I'm not the pied piper but
I'll do for a start'
Uncle Tony who worked in the shipyards and
did other things to bring the money home
was grey haired
although it may have been jet black
back when Emm was younger.
Hunger they knew and few didn't up on
Tyneside,
but they had neighbours, good friends
and a radar system that could trawl a wreck on the shore before Her Majesty's customs even heard of it.
A moment in time and a peek at the place where a part of my family where points out in space.
There are more memories than pebbles on a beach
just reach in and touch them
Aug 15, 2016
Aug 15, 2016 at 5:54 AM UTC
Emm'rald, I called her.
And her mouth were stained
purple from her candy.
Oct 20, 2017
Oct 20, 2017 at 12:55 PM UTC