"eww" poems
Read random books
And take some pics
Eat bacon, soup and.. oh a Sandwich
Add it to your story
And add stickers, lips
Drive a BMW and sing a silly song
Of?
Not even the words of
Your "speachless" mind
Don't forget to talk out loud
Start a live
While going out, mad
Add "thinker" to your bio
pretend
You're different than the others, oh not my dear lad! Eww
Go to the gym
Take pics of your body,
Hola!
Isn't that a dream?
Make some more friends
Then make them cry
For your fake pains
Dance with the "kiki" song
Post it somewhere (mostly to girls)
Make sure
You are walking on *** son
Send follow requests to some **** barbie girls
Do not accept guests, and
make fun of fat nerds
That's your life Bro!
Did I ever protest?
Jul 29, 2018
Jul 29, 2018 at 7:02 PM UTC
- Ode to food .
Barbecue Ribs ;
I Swear If Youu Were a person youu'd Have a Crown .
You'd Be The Queen of your town .
Youu make Other Foods Envy Youu Because of your delicious Barbeque Sauce And Your Juicy Meat .
Youu got fans because Your who their mouth wants to meet .
Ice cream ;
Your cold ,
But you never get old .
Everyone Loves Youu ,Your Like Your Heaven sent .
Everyone Loves you Exept For the lactose - intolerant .
You come in different flavors ,
Your served in different Dishes ,
You have different Toppings ,
The one thing people Is Scared To do to youu is dropping .
Youu melt down people's Throat ,
Filling them with joy .
Youu make babys Wanna leave their favorite toy .
Chips ;
Crunchy ,
Munchy .
Who Dosnt Eat Youu ?
Like , I mean everyone Likes you new .
Your so fly .
Not literaly Fly .
Thats Apparently a lie ,
Its Obvious you cant fly .
Your different .
Youu Come differently ..
Your so good they clone youu Continuesly .
Chicken ;
Youu had to die
To Satisfy .
Youu do Good to my stomach ,
Make Me Feel good .
Your so good .
Youu Can even be barbequed ,
Your so good i wanna play a harp for youu .
You Can Be Boiled Too .
But I Dont Like you like that , Eww .
Candy ;
Your so dandy .
You Come In Different Varieties .
Skittles , M&MS; Even Jelly beans .
Who dont love youu , i mean Youu That Babie .
Everyone love youu Exept People with Diabetes .
This Is My Ode Too Food .
Food That Taste M-m-m Good .
Jul 3, 2012
Jul 3, 2012 at 1:50 AM UTC
too many lies have made me blind
i'm just trying to make myself feel and be better, but i wasn't a great partner.. always two sides to the story
she pointed out things i already knew about myself, i'm not perfect but i try to be patient with myself... if I could I would've rushed the process
i'm worth it, yes... i think... but sometimes it doesn't feel like i'm worth my next breath of air
i've always had an issue with that until it backfired, one bullet turns into 100
right at me, if they were real i wouldn't try to dodge
questioning the "logic" behind these emotions
imaginary weight? but it's dragging me down before the sun rises again
i don't have anything to believe in, i'm not the one for her... is what she's decided
nothing is right for me... after endless mental agony
facts don't make me feel better, but it's good to be honest
always better to be honest... things are **** at the moment
there's nothing to do but live through it again
i was... dumb to think otherwise
they say to step away at first sign, but you always want to try to fight it
for the sake of making things work, even if they don't
i've given up plenty of times, this time it feels like i shouldn't again
when i should, again
here it comes
i get it, i get it
ahhhhhhhhhhh
yes i'm flawed... i know... i'm still... growing eww
sooner or later
"just let her go"
it's so simple... she's vanished
and it wasn't meant to be, but i thought she was the one to settle down with afterall
she's hung up on an image, multiples
if it makes me feel better, believe it
she just wasn't into me
just focus.. on living, not just exisiting
imagine loving someone that doesn't love you back
thinking about a certain future that's been taken away
my mind is lost right now.... i'll let it run for a bit until i can catch upppp
dreams unlived
i dreamt about our kids last night and I forgot to tell you
an ending with too many photos to feel alive to
Jul 26, 2022
Jul 26, 2022 at 5:23 PM UTC
Boys are weird!
Us girls will never understand them.
They scuff their knees up and walk out the house with tousled hair,
Can they ever think before they do?
They swing, climb, run, and jump on everything!
Just stay still.
Boys will be boys,
With dirt on their faces and cuts on their fingers.
They stick gum in girl's hair,
Carry slimy frogs in their pockets.
Their appetite is atrocious,
Are they gentlemen deep down?
Boy's language is all washed up,
They'll call you hot instead of beautiful.
They're full of burps and hung up on videogames,
Wrestling in the house every second.
Do they have a nice side?
Dads will keep a good eye on them,
Making sure they're good for their daughters.
Boys never stay like this,
They grow up to eventually become a man.
Feb 17, 2014
Feb 17, 2014 at 4:43 PM UTC
What in the world is wrong with me?
Writing poems about gross stuff I see.
Like ***** matter and old underwear
Is there something odd up there?
Poems all about maggoty dog poo,
Popping pimples and what else did I do?
I wrote a poem about a piece of ****
And a guy blowing boogars in his soup
One about a pickled pig in a jar
Do I think this will make me a star?
About a guy who was stuck on a bus
Who had an accident and there was a fuss
I also wrote one about my pet cat
With tinsel in her **** What's up with that?
I also have a poem about picking everything
from teeth to **** and finger licking
I wrote about an autopsy that happens when your dead
Is there a short circuit inside of my head?
You know I had to write about farting gas
And what happens when something else you pass.
And about a guy killing a bunch of birds
Just because one, in his eye, dropped a terd
About inflamed hemroids and rotten, spoiled meat
And a terd eating dog. That's not neat!
One about a boy not bathing for a month
I wonder if that wasn't my millionth.
I even have one about digging up old poo
And one about changing diapers. Oh eww!
I'm sure that soon there will be more to come
With the way my brain works and where I'm from
So 'til then I think I'll end this tirade
And hope you'll read the next mess made.
Oct 3, 2012
Oct 3, 2012 at 11:49 PM UTC
Phew, **** what's that smell,
This kitchen soo stinks,
Eww, god, is it the bin?
Or maybe the sink,
Rubber gloves on,
Bleach at the ready,
Approach the bin,
Hold the bleach steady,
Jaysus, what, the hell is that stuff,
It looks like some bread, and a teabag,oo, rough,
A doughnut, all soggy, and out of date jam,
My god im a ****** is that cooked ham?,
Bin is all clean,
But still smell a stench,
I've spotted a stain,
On my breakfast bar bench,
O, ****
That's it,
My baby nephew did it,
His leaky wee *****
Has smeared on my chair,
Face mask at the ready,
And tie back the hair,
Amazing how sticky a baby's poo gets,
That'll teach you to ignore the"do you think the kids wet?"....
Nov 9, 2010
Nov 9, 2010 at 3:12 AM UTC
I.
perhaps
the stupidest love
the blindest love
is also
the purest love
(and perhaps
the stupidest
and blindest people
are also
the purest people)
II.
love for the sake of loving.
for the way your name stains my tongue
so berry-blue
and the way our gazes hold
tight like a rubber band
do not love for your sake or mine.
and most of all, love
at your own risk.
III.
i love you whole
from the top of your head to the
tip of your toe,
even the grime under your nails
(but that's gross man, please cut them)
IV.
i love you unconditionally
but leaving ***** underwear all over the house?
you're testing me.
V.
i want to love so much that
love drips out from my wounds
and out of every pore of my body,
and you'll say
EWW *** LMAOAOAO
...
f*** you
VI.
i want my love to be flawed
like you, before that morning bed selfie
#wokeuplikethis
my ***
VII.
i want my love to take your form,
both your chocolate abs
and your flat ***
<3
VIII.
no, you're not special
i could love anyone-- just give me time
but i chose you
huh
you're special after all
Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 4:11 AM UTC
someone clean
this paxwax
oozing from
my neck
someone call a
platoon
lasso this body
tech
i'm not zippy
or well oiled
uneasy glances
& the desperate
struggle
against anguish
you mold
{eww! entrails!}
the furies don't
like me
i'm the nature of
beast
they'd rather
not meet
they get
violent
throw me into
the gorge
the slime still
draining
out of my
pores
i'm salivating
again
you'll keelhaul me
but your tongue
doesn't stand a
chance
you'll pant
but keep up
& i'll stay firm in
your
**********
forearms
Feb 14, 2014
Feb 14, 2014 at 12:32 AM UTC
"Why do you write a poem?"
"Poems are so deep."
"I hate thinking deep."
"Eww, so meaningful and dark."
"Ugh, thats so sad."
Those are the words I always hear.
Whenever Im there, here, or near.
They talk about my poems behind my back
Sometimes if they could, they might throw me a rock.
Funny how they knew.
Funny how they find out.
Because that girl that I trusted
Bursted it all out.
Life, life, life.
Is this what they call life?
Is life the thing that makes you get a knife?
Im tired, arent you?
They are living in a world full of lies.
In a world they think they'll be famous.
In a world they think everyone likes them.
But, they're wrong.
This is a world that is dangerous.
They should open their eyes and start entering reality.
And entering reality starts by understanding deep poems.
Oct 11, 2014
Oct 11, 2014 at 11:10 AM UTC
What, you think this earth belongs to you?
Dont act like your **** dont stink. Pee-eww.
We sabotaged and stole this land...
Poorly planned.
Tried hard to **** off all the native peeps.
Became the kind of company that misery keeps.
**** of the earth.
We dont need a world-wide police.
Need this new-world-order like we need a new disease.
Watch out, keep eyes peeled.
Catch you slippin, might take away the rest of the freedoms you feel.
Trade MY Rights for YOUR lies?
C'mon, get real, no deal.
Masonic traditions so ritualistic.
Right in front of our eyes!
Rediculous.
So sadistic.
No such thing as ugly beauty inside.
No morality.
No empathy.
No unity for human kind.
All pride.
All pompous politicians peddling for bribes.
Question everything.
Humans lie and decieve and try to change your beliefs...
For selfish reasons that you may or may not see or believe...
Dec 7, 2009
Dec 7, 2009 at 2:12 PM UTC
You're not gay,
You're not bi,
You're a ******* *****
You think it will make you popular to kiss a girl,
And date one?
No.
It ***** with real gay relationships.
Quit your ****
You're the same person who last year was like "eww" when you saw 2 lesbians in the hall.
Quit your ****
Its ******* me off.
Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 12:10 AM UTC
Green eyed beauty
Love to dance,
Have 5 dogs but I want one more.
Music is my life
Nothing held back!
You wanna go?
Then bring it,
I’ll bring it right back.
Love to live
High school rocks!!
Rock hard with friends,
Wish we could stay out all night.
Poetry flows through me,
My thoughts on paper
My mind could get scary
So don’t try to pry
I don’t mind to cry
Why should I be scared to die?
Boyfriend? Who needs one?
Just stick to being friends
Picture perfect
Model to be,
Head in the clouds
Wants to sleep!
Bright future will be me!
Don’t have a car
But yes the license I do!
I’m fragile
Please don’t break me!
*** I’M ALMOST A SENIOR!!
Why not leave for the heck of it?
Sounds good to me!
I hate
Raisins
Olives
AND JELLO!! Eww!!
Love to shop! SHOP SHOP SHOP!
Clothes and shoes!!
But don’t forget the purses!! Hehehe
Now you know,
Just the gist of me!
Jan 20, 2011
Jan 20, 2011 at 8:50 AM UTC
It totally ****** me up.
Not only life,
Drama,
Boyfriends, and
Friends...
But alcohol.
For the longest time,
I refused to admit that I had a problem.
Life for me just...
Plummeted.
I felt alone.
Nobody was my friend.
I had seen too much death.
I watched them get arrested.
Problems became worse.
I was left for dead.
What other choice did I have?
I couldn't just commit suicide.
I'm too good for that...
Cutting?
Eww...
I don't like blood.
Especially not mine!
Drugs?
Too expensive.
Besides,
I don't want to fry my brain!
I'm too smart for that!
Alcohol?
No, I...
It's...
Why not?
Why not drink?
I can get my hands on some for free...
Why not?
Bottle number 1.
I tingle.
I lose sense of reality.
I don't remember anything.
It tastes so awful.
Bottle number 2.
I can't feel anything.
Reality and life continue to slip away.
My memory weakens even further!
It's starting to taste better.
Bottle number 3.
Holy crap...
My vision blurs,
And my language slurs.
I'm where I want to be...
One day goes by.
I kind of want another bottle...
Two days go by.
I'm kind of thirsty...
Got any alcohol?
Just a drop will do...
One week.
I
Want
Some
Now.
One month.
I can't stand it anymore.
Where's the bottle?
Oct 5, 2013
Oct 5, 2013 at 11:37 AM UTC
She ran, and they ran after her.
It's common, they said.
She's exclusive, and he wants her
It's common, they said.
Of course she's not human,
she's a goddess, they said.
Must act like one,
conform as such.
And It's common, they said.
Shouldn't earn, she's too good for that;
just marry a man!
He'll keep you happy and secure,
which you can't do yourself.
Eat less, be a skeleton, be beautiful, they said.
that's the way you will get a man to buy you, they said.
Be a product irresistible,
and be rewarded;
The brain is unimportant.
And it's all common, they said.
She's beautiful, she's awesome.
She's got fatter don't you think? Eww.
She's so ugly, she doesn't deserve him.
Oh heavens!
Superficial appearance is all that matters, They said.
And it's all very common, they said.
Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 9:25 AM UTC
Ew it's you...
What are you doing back?
Coming around again out of the blue.
You tried to hurt me but I wouldn't crack
You think you're special, I thought so too.
But you're just a ******* narcissist
Try and play games with me but it won't work. Try and control my feelings if you insist, you won't get by in life just being a **** Seeing me go on in life must be hard, can't seem to get the concept that you're not clever, only an idiot can fall for the sorry card. We will never happen again ever! You don't need me you're just bored, go back to that ugly attention seeking little **** with no originality, you two were perfect that's why she was your ***** Now she's trying to copy my appearance and personality! You see clearly that I am done, I'm striving for change, have fun
Mr. Mentally Deranged.
May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 3:17 PM UTC
Shining as bright as diamonds
Eyes like stars
Curse you, curiosity
I'm lost in space
I wonder what they are
Is there really happiness in this oblivion?
Many try, few succeed
Seems impossible
Yet, here I am
Lost among these ***** little toys
Dec 5, 2013
Dec 5, 2013 at 3:00 AM UTC
I doodle our names
Over and over
And over and over again
And then I draw so many hearts
That it makes me sick.
I do all this because I like you
I like you like first grade.
When I call you a meanie **** face
That’s to show how much I care.
I wish I could bluntly tell you how I feel.
I would say:
“I think you’re cute”
“I like-like you”
But I can’t say those thing
Because you can’t a boy you like him
If it makes you look like an idiot
And I am tongue tied
In the presence of you
It is impossible for me to look in your eyes
And not speak in an idiotic, incoherent babble.
I like you like first grade
I’ll chase you around the playground,
I’ll steal a kiss when I finally tag you.
I want to catch all your cooties,
Because, baby, I’m love sick.
I want to hold hands
Til all the other kids say “eww”
Because boys are gross,
Well, all boys except you.
Maybe I’ll have my mom call your mom
And we can go on a play date.
Juice boxes,
Pillow forts
And old Disney movies.
How romantic?
But for now I’ll just doodle
Until I get up the courage to pass the note
With three check boxes
Do you like me back?
Yes?
No?
Maybe?
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 11:22 AM UTC
*“Eww who let her out of her cage?”
“She’s fatter in real life. LOL”
“That makeup makes her look like a clown.”
“Go die in a hole. Nobody wants you.”
“Go **** yourself already!”
“Wow hahaha you’re really stupid.”
“You’re 13? 13 hundred pounds, maybe.”
“Clutz.”
“Idiot:”
“You’re worthless. You’re not a good singer, a good dancer, or even good at math. All you do is read.”
“Jump off a bridge, do us all a favor.”
*****
“Go to hell.”
“You must hate yourself.”
“You’re pathetic.”
“Look, she’s crying! Hahaha”
“You’re ugly as ****
“Who’s ever gonna want you?”
“Oh, you’re crying? P-A-T-H-E-T-I-C!”
“She attempted suicide….ehh, she deserved it.”
“You’re such a failure. You couldn’t even **** yourself right.”*
And you wonder why I’m depressed
You wonder why I don’t eat
You wonder why I cut
You wonder why I wanna die
May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 1:36 AM UTC
To know
To know hate
You have to love first
Or understand the experience from a relativistic point of view
Eww
To know love
You have to open the word up and not judge
Even though I wouldn't call that true love
To know happiness
You have to experience sadness, anger, and all the above
To miss something you have to either be aiming or have a target in mind or have it and lose it over some period of time
To know
Is hard to define
Because you need know the opposite
The problem is we tend to forget what knowing accomplishes
What knowing what the real problem is
If knowing is the problem them
Should you reconsider experiencing from the start again
Believing you have a choice in the matter
Knowing what your value is
And even to know that
You have to experience
The thing that makes you know
Consciousness
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 12:58 AM UTC
If you don't want to have kids then you're a selfish person. If you have a baby you're either irresponsible or didn't do enough in life beforehand. Not being a ****** means you're boring as for losing your virginity means you're disgusting wait until marriage. If you're not stick thin you're too large so lose some weight.
You're too thin eat a little more you want to be a model don't you? You only have eyes for one girl. That means she's controlling you bro maybe you should get out of there. Now that you've cheated on you're a piece of ****
Who wants to hang out with someone who drinks and does drugs? That makes them look like a loser although not doing it makes you completely boring. You're beautiful the way you are dear but have you tried contouring your face?
You're nose is too big you look like Nigel Thornberry. Eww why would you get plastic surgery? that's so unnatural, you're a horrible role model to young girls. Your clothes are too revealing cover up and be modest and dull.
Boy your pants sag to too much pull them up and be more classier. I like a man who dresses classy. What are you dressed for a wedding? I'm not marrying you! I like a bad boy with tattoos and piercings.
Pay attention to me you're always working, I'm leaving you because you're too clingy. You didn't have *** with me so I'm out of here! Now that we had *** I'm still leaving you and moving onto other things. I'd like it if you changed for me, now that you changed I don't feel the same for you anymore. Goodbye!
You spank your child! You're an abusive parent I hope they get taken away from you. Your child acts like a little brat, this is what happens when you don't discipline them. You should be responsible for the kid you raise.
Who do you want us to be? We're not perfect and cannot achieve everything at once. Our lives do not matter to the opinion of a stranger nor society itself.
Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 12:02 PM UTC
out of her mother's fertility factory she was birthed
item number... i mean, person number one.
a barcode? she had none.
quickly thrown onto a conveyor belt
& then into a box.
in a box she was raised.
no sign of care from the others was conveyed,
despite the box she found herself so uncomfortably stuck in clearly marked
"FRAGILE: HANDLE WITH CARE."
but still they shook the box &
didn't care about it's contents.
they'd throw the box from on stranger to another without concern.
they lit her insides on fire & still questioned why she'd burn.
they watched her whole self to up in flames
& still wondered when she'd return.
& got ****** when her shards cut through their skin,
despite them being the reason why she was so broken.
they kept asking why she was so "softly spoken."
an aptly named adjective after continuously tossing her around
like a soiled tissue on the playground in a little boys hand,
the girls screaming "eww, don't touch me!"
don't touch me. they didn't want to be touched by her,
don't touch me. she didn't want to be touched by them either.
don't. touch. me.
& so they tossed her to the side,
inside the delivery truck to deliver her to her destination
& to the shopkeeper's dismay, this item, i mean person was so broken
"nobody would want this." he said as he frowned
& removed her from the box,
he tossed her in the corner of his storage room, just like the others.
old, forgotten & useless,
with a new label, "DISCARD" written over "FRAGILE: HANDLE WITH CARE."
& discarded she was.
for no one would ever want
a broken soul.
Jul 25, 2015
Jul 25, 2015 at 9:35 AM UTC
So there's this girl...
And for the first time in my life
I feel safe.
I've been able to open my heart
To look at her and know that I'm truly not alone.
And I can't help but smile
when I tell her I love her
She says eww.
We're super gross and it's great.
I hope one day to make her mine.
But it will have to wait.
We both must wait patiently.
20 months.
It will all be worth it though.
When I see her smile.
and we share that special bliss.
Nov 18, 2015
Nov 18, 2015 at 2:13 AM UTC