"fing" poems
They look like the sun.
Yellow as a lemon.
Bright like a star.
Smiling to the shinny sun.
Try to touch the sky.
Filled with beauty.
You'll never fing her so gloomy
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 11:16 PM UTC
You say **** this" when about to quit, and **** it" when frustrated. You say **** you" whether joke or vile and **** me" when penetrated.
You put your middle finger up as a clear indication. An indication that shows via signals your current irritation.
You say **** off" meaning go away and **** yourself" means to make this clearer. ****** means persn and **** partner" a non-serious lover.
Well I say **** life, **** death, **** puerty, **** **** **** all the things that try to force me to change myself.
**** love, **** hate, **** destiny, **** fate. these things are just emtional, a way of god giving you a slap in the face.
**** dads, **** moms, **** terrorists, **** bombs. Such elements are born to teach and keep straight, yet some cause hate.
**** for pleasure, **** pain, **** loss, hell, **** gain. And from that moment, you'll fing out all the things cleared from your brain.
No, we don't hate these things, we just sometimes don't find pleasure. You'd have a ****** up" relationship when you refuse to be together.
All these things were easy to say, digging for words sometimes'll get you stuck. Which is why I believe there's no better created word than a summary word like ****
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 9:31 PM UTC
.
**•point
our fing-
ers to the
nearest a-
vailable s-
uckers• to
take respo-
nsibility a-
nd be acco-
untable....no
one really bothers•we
do it so well unlike any other•al-
most a skill that never gets duller•shit hits
the fan, we all look for someone to blame•it's a
hapless situation when we partake in such a ga-
me•it's become a norm that simply never ends •
it's a nasty situation that makes enemies out of f-
riends•i look at myself and realise that i am no
different•for i too, have my finger pointed si-
lent•i too, have erred...warranting reproach
•milling over transgressions my words
dare not broach•sigh...why is it so
that such a habit we can never
sever•think no further...let's
just blame it on......................**
human nature•
.
Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 10:11 AM UTC
A loveable mask
Admirable in all eyes
But desiteful beyond doubts
A burden for the masked
But a hope to smile
And hurts forgotten
A rae view of life
The fear at everynight
To see it's mask fall
Like the hope of a dieing patient
To never see the sunlight again
A single wish in it's eyes
To fing happiness unmasked
A life of rose when masked
A life of thorn when unmasked
Thou reach out for the rose
But behold he holds a treacherous rose
With just an artificial beauty
Which sills thou's heart in internal torture
A wish to turn back time
To adapt to the torns
Which within it is hidden happiness
But thou can only regret
Cuz as time passes by
The treacherous rose fades away
Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 9:39 AM UTC
When I first heard it was so and was truly for real I did not believe that it could be,
That this egotistical narcissist really did see himself as a leader and team player!!
When it was announced he may take the biggest seat in America, A Has been actor; Millionaire sure some truth there may be!
But *** My mouth first filled
Up tight with air sending shock waves to my
head then I heard what
my husband had really just said!!! huhh what now?!!
This is Legit, This is Real that this
Dumb **** is Really going to try to become president!!;
That alone made the Air Burst 0ut as laughter hit me hard to think this guy
" Your Fired" thought he could rule ovr the world !!"
Although not yet in house
started a plenty to WreaK Havoc
over us many!!!
I thought F No!! There is no way in Hell !!
This guy is for real ?!! I cannot take it holy **** batman his ShizzT do stank; Plans to get all up in there! Great for us Not! With some eating it up this cannot be good!.
what we had F'ing idiots saying Yes he is the one!Shit now our Fing hope
has grown wings and flown flown flown Way beyond and Yonder!!!
This Duesche of a president will soon be forced out and dismissed from his big wig seat & As Gargamel is to the smurfs this **** is to us here on this earth.!
I call a redo with more of a candidate selection lets
get a freakin Re-election.
Apr 23, 2017
Apr 23, 2017 at 12:43 PM UTC
Our English language? A curious thing!
Hammers don't ham and fingers don't fing,
Grocers don't groce and ushers don't ush,
And why is a rear called a toosh, not a ****
What is the plural of mitt? Is it mitten?
And what's a caboodle if there is no kit'n?
Do women count coins when they go through their change?
Is all lucre filthy? Are bedfellows strange?
You can't have the willie, the heebee or jitter,
And patter is noisy unless it's with pitter.
If a guy's queer, is he gay or just odd?
And if a girl's skinny, is she still a "broad"?
Can you do a flip? That's an interesting word...
Flip a house or a pancake or even a bird!
You'd never say fum without fee, fi or foe,
And why do we go to the bathroom... to go?
Slim chance or fat, they are one and the same,
And **** can be naughty unless it's your name!
So if you love words and you don't take them lightly,
You'll find by and by that you can-can write rightly!
Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/war-of-the-words#ixzz35Z943NKD
Family Friend Poems
Our English language? A curious thing!
Hammers don't ham and fingers don't fing,
Grocers don't groce and ushers don't ush,
And why is a rear called a toosh, not a ****
What is the plural of mitt? Is it mitten?
And what's a caboodle if there is no kit'n?
Do women count coins when they go through their change?
Is all lucre filthy? Are bedfellows strange?
You can't have the willie, the heebee or jitter,
And patter is noisy unless it's with pitter.
If a guy's queer, is he gay or just odd?
And if a girl's skinny, is she still a "broad"?
Can you do a flip? That's an interesting word...
Flip a house or a pancake or even a bird!
You'd never say fum without fee, fi or foe,
And why do we go to the bathroom... to go?
Slim chance or fat, they are one and the same,
And **** can be naughty unless it's your name!
So if you love words and you don't take them lightly,
You'll find by and by that you can-can write rightly!
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 10:12 AM UTC
maybe
you've-had-it-right
all/ a/ long
i. don't. know.
how.
toslowthislove;
D. O. wn.
~~sp~in~
sWEll
some\shallow\attempt
《 》》 to inhale》
your <lips>
in. my. mouth.
fing er s on
my _ veins
thighs@myshoulders
your )( redolence )(
your-hair
the mellllllttttt
we = feel
your °look°
my
STare
& who w{c}ould
ever
(want to)
For ___ Get
that¿
[my] dear
Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 10:09 AM UTC
Spitter spatter
isn't that a pocketful of rain,
that you keep
in your pocket
like a locket on a chain
that's so heavy on your mind
it can not be left behind?
It doesn't help that all the snow-
flakes are falling on the lane.
With a screech
and a grind
what may go
through your mind
is the mist
that you kissed
as you followed him while blind,
and that same
spitter spatter
doesn't help
doesn't matter
any more
than the chatter
of the girl
he may find.
And while your
strength is waning in the cold,
it starts raining
just another indication
of the touch
of his hand,
and that simple situation
of your present incarnation
silky smooth
on the rope -
it could cause
the foundation
to collapse
like a tree
or through fing-
ers like sand.
Is it broken?
Did it flee?
Is it light enough to see
that the girl
that you were
isn't strong enough to be?
So your feet
hanging there
motionless
in the air
rent your pocketful of rain
and at last
set you free.
May 19, 2017
May 19, 2017 at 10:21 PM UTC
To avoid the hurt welling u p in my chest
I needed to keep moving t o avoid it
So I climbed my way to t he top
of the cruel mountainsi de
while rain fell down o n
my pale, wincing fac e
and I laced my fing ers
together in a sort o f
embrace and shiv ers
began to race up my
spine, so with h aste
I began to pac e on
top of slick r ock
not paying attention
to where I was stepping
and I slip ped and fell
the tears began to well
up in m y eyes
no sur prise
I bro ke myself again
whi le I was trying
to hide
f rom
him
Jul 17, 2019
Jul 17, 2019 at 1:04 PM UTC
wrapped on your lap;
eyes-caught\\sharing- breaths
squeeze press.heels.to.your.back
one thumb pressed to my hip
while/your/fingERs/slide/inside
...nails/break/skin...
moUths locked in a kiss;...
my hand pulls your hair//
~fingers~TangLed~
the other,...
holding on-foR-dear-life.
digging//in
ribs-to-chest
~pressing~into~yoU~
^^breaThing^^labored^^
puLLing-you-in...
and...in
...and
in (sidE//deepeR)
Biting yo(my)ur lip
pUsh-me-to-the-bed
mouth, taking, over, where
fing//ers//be//gan
puLl.your.teeth.closer
~so~lost~in~the~moment ~
pulsing cosmic tendRils
of explosive t.a.n.g.e.r.i.n.e.
throughout all of my
...being.
anD i never need another
thing;... again
except.thIs.moment.
~as~you~reveal~
...my
cOmplete...
sur//reN//der.
Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 6:20 AM UTC
I see you only in my dreams
Smiling back at me
helding me tied within your arms
Whispering in my ear to move on
But i closed my eyes so tied
hoping to never wake up from this dream
But as the sun rosed up
My beautiful dream fades away with my love
I wish you never left along with the wind
I count every single star in the night
hoping to fing you amongt
The night breeze frozed my tears
But your love kept my heart warm
But the truth remains the same
I will never see you again
May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 5:02 AM UTC