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Ahem.... We had 104 days of summer vacation, then school turns to life just to end it So the annual problem for our generation is finding a good way to spend it... LIKE MAYBE: Working and working until you are sore, only to come home and plop in bed Forgetting your taxes 'till the last minute or getting pulled over by feds Surfing the internet, pinning on Pinterest, or downloading pirated songs Get halfway through a book, changing your kid's diapers, and watch TV to see there's NOTHING ON!! As you can see, growing up just ain't easy, but we're in for the overhaul But we can sit back and laugh at the fact WE DON'T HAVE SCHOOL IN FALL!!!! YES WE CAN SIT BACK AND LAUGH AT THE KIDS, 'CAUSE WE DON'T HAVE SCHOOL IN FALL!!!
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Jul 11, 2013
Jul 11, 2013 at 9:24 AM UTC
My Generation's Phineus And Ferb Summer Theme
There's 104 days of self isolation, and the cure comes along just to end it, the annual problem of our generation, is finding a way just to spend it, like maybe making dalgona or making a donuts, and avoiding friends for a month, discovering vaccine that's not yet exist, or maybe taking a showerrrrrrr. ten ten ten switching 3 different apps, waiting for you to text, ended up sleeping all daysssssss. PHINEAS !! As you can see there's a whole lot of stuff to do, before this virus can kills us alllllll, so stick around with us cause Phineas and  Ferb Corona do it allllll. MOM , PHINEAS AND FERB TRYNA MAKE A TITLE SEQUENCE !
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Apr 6, 2020
Apr 6, 2020 at 5:03 AM UTC
Phineas and Ferb Corona.
How can I sit here and praise myself constantly when I can just criticize my shortcomings and be the man my father, grandfather, mother, grandmother, my sister, and the rest of the family want me to be? How do we not disappoint them? I'm always worried about the drop of their hearts. But what about the drop of mine? How can I question myself this much when there is so much left to achieve? I give myself a few words But really I just want verbs You're the pretty one, but I look like Ferb You heal my heart like the natural herbs Seeing you in sadnass is what I would say perturbs Me greatly on all accounts He only cared about yours He only cared about what he wanted He never loved anything She only cared about the gold Because nobody had cared about her She was so lost she thought the gold was all there was She never love anything I constantly tell myself we are a map that usually extends past our own lands Discovering who we are by each outcome He just wanted love when she wanted the money She wanted the love when he called her honey But he just wanted the fun physical time He never wanted her She thought he loved her How the hell could he do this? After everything she's done? How the hell could he be left without anything? He loved that woman and she stole his heart and his cash? He tried to make her happy but she just played pretend Now he resents women to no end Only by one trend that he thinks has no end But its in everyone She now hates men More often than counting to ten She has now become isolated and aggressive Some would say she's now progressive She's looking for a man who will actually love her But she's afraid because all men seem like pigs to hear But really she just can't force herself to trust again I can't blame you honey And I'm sorry for her not being worth it brother We have to be there for one another Even when we think were not enough All men seem like dogs but I'm the loyal portion They're the ones looking for the meat Others for other portions Guys say all Girls are tramps or other derogatory names But we just say that because we resent girls and hold them to a negative light Or our fathers didn't treat women right Or our mothers didn't teach the daughters to treat guys right I could sit here all night Trying to get the story details right But that only works for my own. I want her to be proud of me in this chaotic abyss. I want my family to be proud of my decisions I want my friends to feel at home I want this song to start getting some new notes Im going to review my own decisions like the worlds biggest critic. But if the world loves me, I have to do what a man has to when he loves himself and take the time to improve on everything he's done so far.
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Jan 6, 2016
Jan 6, 2016 at 5:55 AM UTC
Proud (Where Do I Go?)
How can I sit here and praise myself constantly when I can just criticize my shortcomings and be the man my father, grandfather, mother, grandmother, my sister, and the rest of the family want me to be? How do we not disappoint them? I'm always worried about the drop of their hearts. But what about the drop of mine? How can I question myself this much when there is so much left to achieve? I give myself a few words But really I just want verbs You're the pretty one, but I look like Ferb You heal my heart like the natural herbs Seeing you in sadnass is what I would say perturbs Me greatly on all accounts He only cared about yours He only cared about what he wanted He never loved anything She only cared about the gold Because nobody had cared about her She was so lost she thought the gold was all there was She never love anything I constantly tell myself we are a map that usually extends past our own lands Discovering who we are by each outcome He just wanted love when she wanted the money She wanted the love when he called her honey But he just wanted the fun physical time He never wanted her She thought he loved her How the hell could he do this? After everything she's done? How the hell could he be left without anything? He loved that woman and she stole his heart and his cash? He tried to make her happy but she just played pretend Now he resents women to no end Only by one trend that he thinks has no end But its in everyone She now hates men More often than counting to ten She has now become isolated and aggressive Some would say she's now progressive She's looking for a man who will actually love her But she's afraid because all men seem like pigs to hear But really she just can't force herself to trust again I can't blame you honey And I'm sorry for her not being worth it brother We have to be there for one another Even when we think were not enough All men seem like dogs but I'm the loyal portion They're the ones looking for the meat Others for other portions Guys say all Girls are tramps or other derogatory names But we just say that because we resent girls and hold them to a negative light Or our fathers didn't treat women right Or our mothers didn't teach the daughters to treat guys right I could sit here all night Trying to get the story details right But that only works for my own. I want her to be proud of me in this chaotic abyss. I want my family to be proud of my decisions I want my friends to feel at home I want this song to start getting some new notes Im going to review my own decisions like the worlds biggest critic. But if the world loves me, I have to do what a man has to when he loves himself and take the time to improve on everything he's done so far.
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Scooby AND Shaggy taught me how to handle situations. Ash and Pikachu taught me never to give up. Goku and Vegeta taught me how a friendly competition helps you to grow quickly. Phineas and Ferb taught me how to keep rejuvenating! Grandpa max taught me that your brain never gets old. Ya , I never got inspired from those big brains but those virtual characters really helped me to keep trying new things .They motivate me for sure. I know you will laugh , but yeah! That’s what it is , I still believe in them .
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Jul 29, 2020
Jul 29, 2020 at 12:22 PM UTC
More than just Cartoons !
I shuffled into the decades old building The dark velvety purple chairs lined up The smell of oil and dust from the books stacked up in symmetrical rows seap into the four corners of the room The walls were supposed to make you feel hope and comfort But not on that day, not ever again since 2010 "Put your head down" my mother whispered strictly into my ear As we collectively pass the opened church doors But being the stubborn Taurus I am I had to look up out of curiosity Despite my mother's firm grip trying to keep my neck down Beyond the aisle separating the two sides of the church she lied In her delicate creamy white casket Her eyelids closed shut for her mahogany irises will never be seen again Her slightly chapped lips in a tight line I'll never hear her nicknames for me Those lips will never part The mornings with salty noodles and streaming phineas and ferb The afternoons watching judge Judy The reading together, the joking around Gone Gone Gone For the great aunt I share those moments with lies helplessly in a casket soon to be buried Only I have those memories now
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Oct 5, 2019
Oct 5, 2019 at 3:42 PM UTC
Unexcused Absence
Episodes of Phineas and Ferb Strawberries And chocolate chip cookies Unbrushed hair Thrown in pigtails Curled up on a couch My childhood Blown away in the breeze
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Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 10:42 PM UTC
Childhood