"hugest" poems
Picasso
you give us things
which
bulge:grunting lungs pumped full of sharp thick mind
you make us shrill
presents always
shut in the sumptuous screech of
simplicity
(out of the
black unbunged
Something gushes vaguely a squeak of planes
or
between squeals of
Nothing grabbed with circular shrieking tightness
solid screams whispers.)
Lumberman of the Distinct
your brain’s
axe only chops hugest inherent
Trees of Ego,from
whose living and biggest
bodies lopped
of every
prettiness
you hew form truly
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Love’s stricken “why”
Is all that love can speak—
Built of but just a syllable
The hugest hearts that break.
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Who said Juliet and Romeo were dead?
Loving is easier done than said
While suicide is easier wished than done
Correct me please, if you judge me wrong
Ro and I will die of a natural death
Whereafter our story will be widely spread
Teenagers, men and women in tears
Relating with depth to our greatest fears
I'll be their example and he'll be their dream
Their hero increasing their love-esteem
Chasing away the doubts and clouds
Leaving their hearts singing loud and proud
Love is to be lived
Life is to be loved
Distance can't separate our connected chests
Sencerely, Shakespeare, you were one of the best
But declaring us dead was your hugest flaw
For no corner of the globe will be spared of our law.
-Love-
Juliet.
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Jun 1, 2013
Jun 1, 2013 at 6:18 PM UTC
Were you a tomboy, the girl
who played football at recess.
The only one who didnt run
when a mouse died inside
the yellow pudding.
Jblm knows a girl.
She sneaks into the motor
Pool and wont
pass up taking
tanks for joy rides.
Or forget about
ratting out who
has the hugest mangina
down inside the unicorn.
He walks by pulling up
His pants while a drip
of ***** martinie clencses
the uneven stony floor.
Her fingers move faster then
whips when she steals a cigarett
from his soft young lips.
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 12:07 AM UTC
We used to play in that playground,
It was full of uniform levelled green grass.
Here heartily played Abhishek's greyhound,
Running excitedly all over game's green mass.
We used to play cricket in the ground,
It was a temporary zone of football grass.
Here all games were near Atul's house unbound,
Free from all school-work it was enjoyable as deep bass.
But today our generation is busy in our lives making careers,
The next generation is too young yet to make full use of the lawns.
Reduced in size which used to be our hugest amphitheatre of sweetness,
Has now got grass growing untamed covering The Playground Of Wilderness.
Mar 28, 2013
Mar 28, 2013 at 11:59 AM UTC
LITTLE RED PLANET
Like a perfect little planet
the tiniest strawberry of ever & ever
sat in the universe
of your palm
us two
nothing but specks
(you in a blue dress)
in the middle of the hugest field
in the world
green as
Forever is.
“Eat it..! ”
you laugh
“...in one bite! ”
Offering me the little red planet
in the universe of your open hand.
I lap at it
licking up the taste of it
intense as
the taste
of ever & ever is
the deliciousness
of your laughter
but the money
in the meter of memory
runs out
and the loveliness
of your laughter
delicious as
a little red planet
(the salty tang of your hand)
hides
once again
in the mystery of Time
Aug 6, 2018
Aug 6, 2018 at 2:29 AM UTC
We're terrible at goodbyes.
It's probably what we're worst at
in our relationship.
We suddenly turn into one of those
mushy couples everyone gags around,
unable to part each other's company,
constantly returning for "just one more."
Goodbyes are the worst,
and we **** at them.
Yet every time you leave me,
I am left with the hugest grin
on my face, unable to contain myself
because someone such as you
loves me so dearly
that it's a struggle
to part ways.
So although I know
I'll miss you terribly,
and we quite simply **** at goodbyes,
I'm always left behind
in the best of moods,
filled to the brim
with my love for you.
Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 11:24 PM UTC
**** its been years since this thoughts had popped in my head
some of them were good , some were bad, some caused my life to be dead
i cry from tears of joy, sadness, and anger
sometimes i can really put my life at at a risk, at danger
so many dates, and still its a gashly fade
wouldn't be myself if it wasn't for the memories i made
i saw my mom cry for the endless addings of the problems
i saw her giving me her hand when i said i don't know how ill slove them
i saw my nephew being born again and again until i see the signs
im stuck in addiction, and i cant figure out why?
i saw the cop chasing me down to a dead end stop, until i got to the ground
i saw myself lookin at my stupidity luaghting at everything around
i dont see a childhood, and i cant see my future
but i can say what i am know , i need the help, a injection with a cure
i dont sleep and don't eat and only cried about a few times
i still see myself on the corner street asking for nickels and dimes
im sorry mom i love you, i committed the hugest mistake
but this situation isnt just a piece of cake
i see my self walk and talk about gibberish crap
i dont like this stupid cheessy unsexual rap
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 1:40 AM UTC
Cyber bullies stop picking on me because I can't always speak, write or read as well as you can.
One of these days I will prove you all wrong and really improve all my skills enough to do well again in life: then you will be feeling like the hugest idiot in life and not me.
Stop making my life hell.
The cyber bullies are really the weak ones.
They have their own insecurities I can tell.
I am an really nice lady you just really need to take the time to really get to know me.
I really just want respect, friendship and love in this world.
I never really hurt anyone intentionally but other people have actually really hurt me.
I really just want myself and other people to be happy.
I don't want no more threats from you cyber bullies.
All day you hide your true identity behind that screen.
I'm sick of you cyber bullies constantly laughing at my comments.
I really just had enough of the cyber bullies.
Why have you got be so mean?
Living with migraines every day is already an huge punishment enough for me.
I would not even wish this pain and sadness on my worst enemy.
I will keep trying every day to get better.
I will ignore all the negativity and the pain that you cyber bullies have all caused me from this very day.
Oct 2, 2023
Oct 2, 2023 at 2:01 AM UTC
Realization could be the hugest relief or the imagination of hurt
I remember when I'd do nothing in class but draw and listen to Kurt
Mistakes turn to undiscovered
futures , unknown yet made memories
So we can forget about the pain, love, and endless worries
Imagination holds the keys to unopened doors
Dreams probably are the reason why it feels like we hit the floor
Jesus is just a name that kills and heals
Religion are human thoughts of gods making deals
Gifts can be anything and arrive at unexpected moments
To brighten up the sky shoot a flare sit back and have some enjoyment
The brain of a human runs an endless marathon of disaster and successes
anything can get fixed, got water, some soap, and a rag let's clean up the messes
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 10:14 PM UTC
She's been there since
the 4th grade.
The years where there were no scars
on my arm,
when our smiles shone through the stars,
where out friendship was new with years to come.
I don't know how it is
that I can love someone so much without actually being
in love with her.
She is my best friend.
She's always been there,
even when it was tough.
We worked things out,
it's a new start.
She showed me how to be happy,
how to cry because I'm the one who made the
hugest impact on her,
how to love someone unconditionally,
without having a relationship.
She is the sun that my lightens my day,
and the stars that lighten my night.
She is the intelligence that I feed off of
on those nights.
That day I told her I had harmed,
oh how she hated herself for not being there.
And I hated myself for the pain I had caused my better half.
That night that we opened and looked out my window,
let the cold breeze hit our faces.
Listened to music.
We did not speak a word.
When she hates herself it pains me,
because she has no idea what she really is.
She is perfect to me.
She is my best friend,
a rare one at that.
Feb 12, 2014
Feb 12, 2014 at 10:15 PM UTC
This isn't me
Or is it?
Could it be
A newer version
Of me?
I really am
Not its hugest fan.
I miss
The old me
The one who
Was all smiles
All the time.
The girl who could
Cheer anybody up
Even when her own life
Was left in shambles.
That person
Who rarely let
Her personal and professional lives
Intertwine themselves
Within one another.
That lovely almost woman
Who stood for everything
Even when
It was too big for her to
Take on alone.
Where is she?
Where did she go?
She left when you
Left her.
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 7:46 PM UTC
LITTLE RED PLANET
Like a perfect little planet
the tiniest strawberry of ever & ever
sat in the universe
of your palm
us two
nothing but specks
(you in a blue dress)
in the middle of the hugest field
in the world
green as
Forever is.
“Eat it..! ”
you laugh
“...in one bite! ”
Offering me the little red planet
in the universe of your open hand.
I lap at it
licking up the taste of it
intense as
the taste
of ever & ever is
the deliciousness
of your laughter
but the money
in the meter of memory
runs out
and the loveliness
of your laughter
delicious as
a little red planet
(the salty tang of your hand)
hides
once again
in the mystery of Time.
Aug 7, 2022
Aug 7, 2022 at 5:20 PM UTC
I do not know why life is so unfair
Why are the best people dealt the most hurt?
The ones with the hugest hearts
Love those who treat them like dirt.
Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 1:08 AM UTC