"fuk" poems
When I was small enouf to **** da ****** of me mother (13),
I found da great sensation of da *****
Me uncle Batius make me a sandwich every day,
He know dat I like a da strong cheese,
So he put it in everytime,
I did not know dat da cheese was gangja smoke til much lata,
I neva undastood wy it make me so happy,
until
I *** yo *****
Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 12:51 PM UTC
**** SON
I see your name glisten, your heart races
And with this multikill you will reach high places
scream aloud and build up the streak
Listen to fggts as they critique
MLG m9, Don't play if your noob
hardc0re the only way we do
1v1 m3 if your so tough
Il nock you out, im 6ft and buff
**** dont even try to stop me
Im a genius, im pro, im to mlgee
The more you boast, the harder you'll crash
*** off m9 your just jealous of my ca$h
******* HACKER
**** off scrub you dont even lift
Hubris and Pride, condemned and forsaken
Act like a god, treated like Satan
The game is over, you've won and congrats.
I'm sure your more of a man after that.
mlg for lyfe
yeah right
onto the next game because you're alone
and need people online to call your own
Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 6:55 AM UTC
i smoke the ****** people take a wiff
i cant tie ma shoes but i can *** yo *****
i walk that streets wit my boombastic reggae styl
we go to ma doops bungaloo and he says *** and stay a while
we find some bittys wit a fat *** and tell them theat they fine
they say we're creeps witout jobs we say they need some wine
turns out they werent down to *** like an assembly line
tired i go home down tha empty reggae street
i light tha **** i light tha spliff till i cannot feel my feet
a car puls up i drop my cup they say to get in the backseat
im ****** about the cup it had my last brew and i want to drop a **
i owe them money i have none they brake ma kneecaps what fun
they throw me out the car, away i scurry
she got a big ***** so i call her big *****
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 12:24 PM UTC
No matter who i love
*** is a hunger.
when your hungry you eat.
when your horney you ***
and ive fallen in love
before ***
during ***
after ***
in a minute im sure..
to a person ive known or now know.
and guess what:
everyone ive ever loved ive loved.
everyone ive ever fukd ive fukd.
and both are a hunger
of which im unfulfilled.
Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 2:45 AM UTC
poopoo ****** la doodoo erectus. **** titily winks and nods. ***** ***** bangbang and *** dot end.
Jan 17, 2013
Jan 17, 2013 at 7:47 PM UTC
*** dat lingwistik ****
is so **** bro.
ppl dun wanna no nefing nemore, well tgif.
i just wanna *** some bishes
nd 4get abt lyf.
I ceebs bein gud wif werdz.
i jst wnt sum roofies 2 hlp me relx.
my comp is lagging 2much.
2 many **** on ytube 2dae.
imma go on COD and shoot sum *****
jst add me on SC nd u can send me nudes.
i mite c u at da clubs 2nite.
rofl.
YOLO.
inb4 dis is uncomahensabul
dis is 2deep4u.
May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 11:46 AM UTC
And she said…
I luv you,
?
Where’s the
O-v-e-
R
we truly
Over?
Or just yet
To begin?
Well, *** u
It’s convenient
To shorten words
To speed the converse
But love
Should be handled
With delicacy
You’re lack of concern
Brought
“I luv u 2”
In return
You’re more mathematical
Than poetical
And I accept our difference
But your indifference
Once I brought it
To your attention
Is well worth
The *** you” aforementioned
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 10:47 PM UTC
When everybody tells me that I can be anything I want,
I was born to do what I want,
I believe them.
So, I was born to be wild.
Or maybe I was born 2 b wild (numeral and letter)
or brn2bwld (no vowels nospaces)
I'm a poet and I'm proud to say
**** form and while im at it, **** the word
*** (no c) and **** the grammar of needing to put the apostrophe in im
Because I write as i want i am as I want and nothing can
Change that.
like gatsby the Great i have given birth to Myself and
I am me, no
One ELSE
not even gatsby or any Ayn Randian wetdream dreamed of on a midsummer night because
fk (no c no vowels) Shakespeare and fitzgerald and the shrugging atlas
becuz (uz instead of ause)
this is Me
and no One, not a duckface peacesign Mona Lisa or a bandanawearing bazookawielding Benjamin Franklin
can ever destroy
t h a t
because (no change) I am born to be wild (no change)
Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 12:33 PM UTC
The other day I passed by a homeless family
All 10 sitting under a mango tree
They didn't have much but they seemed happy
Now here we learn a valuable lesson
We don't need money to solve everything
Maybe peace is a lot more simpler
Smile show a simple or two
Or try to have a conversation with someone new
We all co exist in a world that was meant to be limitless
But now we engage in a never ending conflict
That's so sick, it makes me nauseous
So let's be cautious
Of how we let the young kids talk
It can go from a computer screen to a life long sentence and a death row walk
Cause look ignorance is bliss
And we can't pass this
We learn to respect and prioritize
But we fail to realize that this can also lead to carelessness
It's nothing less than how we carry ourselves
We minimize this never ending flow or we criticize
So *** it who cares what he's wearing
Your tearing this kid apart with his tagged clothes
But you don't know the story
Never had anything like a young Kody
Grew up in the projects a 12 story building
Moms a crack addict never tried rehabilitatin
Dad works 9-5 trying to fulfill his families ever needs
Living off of food stamps and EBT
This **** is no acting like TNT
Plenty was never in his vocabulary
He prays to god and at times asks "why me"
Feels like he's being beat
Feels like everything is getting worse in this universe
So next time you think you are cursed with having it worse
Listen to my words and every verse
Cause world peace is key
It helps us create an ideal reality
Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 11:49 PM UTC
oh, wow, im screaming on this rock at sunset
im screaming about how much im in love with life
which is confusing to me because i am also yelling about how i want someone to shoot me in the chest
is this what being alive feels like
i dont like it
last night i had a dream that my friend was dying
but in a slow and visible way
call me and play 50’s music into the phone
or dont whatever
the cold weather will **** me in time anyways
Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 5:06 PM UTC
and so to infinity
if things pan out
it'll be the end
of me.
*** you Bonanza
I'm on the verandah
with a spiced drink
you thought
I think
*** you
cute eh?
but it's melodrama in the
panorama
the doctor tells me
'he would wouldn't he'
(and him never knowing the
Christine that I did)
About this time I'm high
or I was
time gone by
the genie is looking after me
thinks he
as he balances on the edge
of the World.
Atlas
kiss my ***
I'm calling you out.
Jan 28, 2017
Jan 28, 2017 at 1:45 PM UTC
knockknock
whos there?
doorsalesman
doorsalesman who?
doorsalesman in a paradox.
we're all in a paradox, you benign ***
howr we all in a paradox?
because we're alive, now get out of my doorway before i **** you.
how is it a paradox to be alive?
do you have a family, mister?
no
ok
what does that mean?
get the *** out of here
but
(bang).....(riiiing...riiiing)
"hello"
"hey, joey?..i need a favor man.."
"wuts up?"
"i uuhhh...i uhh.. i need something from you.. a favor"
"wut the *** is it?"
"...hhh..i uhh..i need you to help me get rid of a body"
"........who?"
"doorsalesman"
"doorsalesman who?"
"dude...dont even start. just commere and help me out"
"ok...gimme a minute..im reading a book about paradoxes"
"no shit..ha!"
"yeah. i never really thought of it but its technically a paradox to be alive"
"yeah, i kn
"cuz, i mean, you need something alive to make something living. and where did life begi
"HOLYSHIT! JUST FUKKING COME OVER! NOW!!!"
(CLICK)
Feb 22, 2013
Feb 22, 2013 at 1:26 AM UTC
See I'm shy and I'm meek because I think before I speak
I'm the head of the Indians so they call me head chief
smoking on that natural but I'm far from the natural used to be a skaterboy so you can call me Mr radical
I'm broke to society no money in my pockets but that could never stop the blasting of my rocket
no man can hold me down no women will lift me up I'm just a man thinking of a higher plan where we all stand hand in hand
I'm baked my eyes heavy from the weight dreamin up a better place when I think of the words my minds soon erased
why are we paying to live when life was givin to us freely I may sound a Lil crazy but I think were all missing some screws
I dnt run with anybody I'm not bangin no crew I'm jus young man trying to spread the truth
its not something that's taught but is inside of you its the Lil voice that's always calling you to stand up and say *** your job and do what you really wanna do
so maybe we're all shy and meek but that's OK kuz we all jus been Asleep listen to what I'm saying life ain't cheap but life doesn't have a price if you get what I mean!
We all are one being searching for the same things besides the ones in charge shitin on our dreams
they don't want us to change kuz were ****** with there scheme they got you believing everything on the screen instead formulating your opinion and chasing your dream
we are in a stream of delusion tainted with illusion causing mass confusion religions misused to keep us confused and infused in a certain set of rules
if heaven were real we'd all miserably fail but because of the divine were all posting bail only you can free yourself from a life of hell its within all of us
we are the keys to our cell!
Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 12:25 AM UTC
America is fuckin'
a bit its lips
are
America is
its tongue
the slippery
and sublime
it
so deeply feels
its throat
tight to fill pretty
her eyes
rolling wonderful
the whites
roundishly
enervated pink
with
a bit of sharp
a bit
of
glass
smoke and
pipes
her lipsfull
the meat
of ****
and
when you
push between their parting
emits
the frailest squeak
but
*** er
the she
wants to
please *** er
the fucc
er lips
the cooly mess
er cheeks
damson stained
and puckering to
kisss
Jul 16, 2013
Jul 16, 2013 at 4:27 PM UTC
you got reggie
it's the regular ****
named after reggie bush
or miller
it's not that killer
but roll it up
pour yourself a cup
see how it tastes
after a few puffs
you'll realize
that you're still pretty hi as ***
haha
aint that somethin
might be a lil higher
depends on what u think
or want it to be
before you smoke it
call it blue dream
forget about the stems and the seeds
relax
and enjoy the breeze
on the beach
smiling
blowin the trees
with your flip flops on
or wherever you want to be
when you get high
your mind is free
anything you dream
or create and bring
to the world
is a new reality
Dec 30, 2013
Dec 30, 2013 at 3:06 AM UTC
I luv the way ur hair flows as u walk past me
I try not to luk as tho i cannot c
Wen u smile an angel gets its wings
Wen i c ur smile i can hear the angel as it sings
Ur eyes r lik 2 pools of undiscovered spaces
I cud get lost in them meet new ppl go to new places
Ur curves r lik the waves of an ocean
I cud notice them even if u arent in motion
Ur thighs r handles easy to grip
As we hug and meet lip to lip
I cant trust myself wen im with u
I wud hav sumthn ether gud bad or inapropriat to
do
It wud make u happy sad mad or *****
U wud want to hug me kiss me slap me or *** me
It depends on a question i wud ask u in evry way
Ur reaction revolves around how gud was ur day
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 5:46 PM UTC
It's not enough to complain
It's not enough to feel shame
It's not enough to give up after
U fail. It's not enough to go blame
The neighborhood u grew in
Or the ppl u were around
No excuse is enough to justify
So u can just deny knowing how
so if you need to work
3 jobs, while u scratch and claw
your way to whatever dream thay lay
awaiting you to sink teeth and lock ur jaw
break your enemy and the law
create a strength with ur flaw
like having deadly aids and using it
to **** ur enemy by sleeping with his wife or dog
whatever it takes do the job
be stubborn and never listen
to the dreamkilling dream-penis blockers
who want u to fail so u can be kissin
the same *** they kiss, dont miss ur chance
dont over think
take what u want like bill cosby does after
making a woman a drink
cuz To succeed and exceed what u perceive
in your dreams, and become
a man than if u have to bleed for what u believe
then by all means cuz success ends
when your sacrifices do, so dont give up and
Cry while u surrender if not, pains expected
be hardheaded and stubborn cause its a positive,
thing in this case but differently name as relentless
So address this where your address is
and if u find no way theres a huge world
out there, so keep learning and maybe one day
Ill see u on the other side
Where no one ******* or complains
Where no one is slowed by
Failure or fear cuz they're all driven by pain
Where u don't even need a brain
Just passion and will
Cause if your still ****** breathing
Than be believing u have a chance still
And I write this not only to ****
The doubt that poisons ur mind
But while stressin im confessin
Ill admit this is also to **** mine
Cuz we all get weak at times
Where we actually consider
birthing a child of regret while bitter
And become its new mom, no babysitter
Conceived with life who will *** u
Without any protection
And even those who oppose abortion
Would see this as the exception
Just make sure u never let them
C- section out your heart
Keep fighting back, cuz kept Faith when life falls apart
is nothing short of an art
It can be beautiful but dark
It can abstract and expensive
And remember stubborn and hard headed when positive
is called relentless
May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 11:14 PM UTC
Have you ever felt so distant
You just couldn't connect
Lethargic and emotionally inept
In Financial and moral debt
So to me to welcome death
Would be like I over slept
Theyre called nightmares when asleep but awake it's called regrets
So it's hard not to be depressed
stressed wonderin if my birth today
Made a difference or am I just a spec of dust under trumps toupee
left with nothing deep to say
No courage found to encourage me
to the world im just a villager a 3rd
Worlder, cuz life Honduras'd me
humbled me, it's humbling,
but still I fail to be artistic
Being a human full of temptation
Still erroneously narcissistic
Convoluting what's simplistic
And wanting, to want, so filled
Of **** As the void shifts to over flow the emptiness til unfulfilled
Am I, a contradiction, like I con with diction, as my description
Paints poetic, how pathetic, like **** smelling cologne my depiction
Will still smell like a pool of stool
Can't justify bein my flaws, victim,
When really the fault of addiction
Is self inflicted a decision
Welcoming, compulsory prison
But I rather insult your intelligence
By making *** ups sound elegant
But the truth is there less Eloquent
So every room I enter the elephant
Is an element like it's on salary
That I feed with **** talk like I lead
As the Head of the peanut gallery
Who feeds religiously, hourly
Like bush wit twin towers I grieve it
In pain by its tragedy, but in secret
I Caused but sadly they believe it
When I lie to myself and others and do it Much, I forget what's true
And hoping you'll be less like me
... Is why I confess this to you ....
May 2, 2016
May 2, 2016 at 2:11 AM UTC
impress your fellow flawed
dress your body's doors
lock them with the key
of innocence and pity
flee to the beginning
then run towards the end
make yourself a burden
be true, or false; pretend.
enforce a fake persona
imply the things you arent
dont offer any shoulders
you arent 'agony aunt'
be selfish and be brittle
remember to be blunt
dont hum or sing or whistle
*** u lol ur a ****
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 4:45 PM UTC
Man... I'm so sick of this **** taking like a politician, tryin ta act like a different person.
Even when im wrightin an gettin twisted.
Stayin up 3 days without sleepin even a second.
I feel like I abandoned my mission, of relatin to the worlds neglected children.
Started spitin **** that made me sound like a *****
but the truth is im still white, high, wearin black hoodies and refusin to accept what I don't like.
Didint notice I was writtin any different I was just hella trippin on the white ****
sittin up all night on hello poetry half dead, can't remember half of what I said. Just remember i wasn't making sense,
finly went to bed and im back again...
Finley Wearin all black again, bandana ironed in my back left again, but even on my brightest days i was born to sin.
So im still north side 14 only white boy allowed in. Pipe loaded with whatever for forever someone better burry me with a peice in my pocket to chief on when they lower down my casket and lock it. Then pour little bit of 40 on top for the homie who never stopped kilin it.
Aug 11, 2016
Aug 11, 2016 at 6:04 AM UTC
........Death,
is not the answer,
to your cancer........"FUK cancer",
I was born to be Earth's angel dancer,
now continue to dance,
Because this is your answer,
again, and again, *** cancer".
Jun 3, 2015
Jun 3, 2015 at 12:51 PM UTC
FUK--spell it as you like, any way,
His team played again today,
How do they lose so consistently,
Snatching defeat from the jaws of victory,
Now there's melancholia and doom,
He sulks alone in his empty room,
Ritual disembowelment of male gloom,
"Off to drown yourself, dear,"
"Never mind, one week at a time, cheers!"
"Yes, another rebuilding year!"
I can talk football too, my dears!
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 10:13 PM UTC
(20 minute poetry)
Stood up?
I have been, but this time I gave my seat up and stood up.
It's a long way to go when you're stood and you know there are eight stations left before you get to your stop.
I count down and spit out the stations I leave believing it will bring me good luck,
Does it?
Does it ***
I'm still on my feet at Liverpool street
Nearer to home
tired to the bone
But I am nearly there.
I've just referred some **** to the sign that says that, this is a 'Priority seat'
By Bethnal green, stood up though I've been I now have a seat by the window, no view, and there's sod all I can do about that.
Nov 10, 2015
Nov 10, 2015 at 8:21 PM UTC
Missing you terribly
maybe you were right
I alwayz told you to fight
Useless, Im taking flight
See you soon enough
this life is doom
as i sit here wallowing
in this dark room
reminding me of you
*** the pain
show me rain
nothing more to give
call me insane
im really tired
ive suffered soo long
please forgive me
right or wrong...
... Kelcee All
Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 9:53 PM UTC
My mind won't shut up so I gotta let it out
its time for us to stand up and fight for life.
growing up all I knew was pain and as I get older the **** is the same. they want me going crazy got me tryna fry my brain and the more I stop tryna ryhme my mind won't stop playing like a tape
I guess this is what I asked for and I'll die for what I believe in
kuz they may take my life but they can never take Stephen
I will always be the same nope I'll never change there is no tomorrow there's only right now
so before I go imma let it all out
*** you if your not down for the cause
keep slaving for them ****** as if that's the cause
love is my religion why do I sound mad kuz I grew up ******* poor and I'm still in the same state watching my moms go to work every dam day jus to feed my *** and when she was living with Me all I used to do was *****
Now the shoes on the other foot and I have to hear this ****
I pushed her to get a job as if it was right
now its my turn to do something I won't stand down ight
**** these ************* and who ever they are
they dnt give a **** about us jus as long as we keep buying these cars and payin these taxes you have a since of freedom but this place ain't free its a motherfuking slum of a place that we call the land of the free
**** the government and anyone who's for it.
Love is my religion and they ain't got no room for it!
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 12:22 AM UTC