"instgram" poems - Hello Poetry

so you say you’re a bad ***** huh so you prefer to be identified by bad ***** instead of ur real name huh so you prefer to be valued by money instead of your worth so you are a bad bitch,i ain’t tryna judge you,this ain’t no court the term “bad ***** can’t end you up as a wife those instagram pictures wont work,you can’t put a filter on life you were born original,now you chose to live as a copy look colourful on the outside but your life is sloppy the beauty of having beauty is a lot more than being beautiful the path to life you follow isnt geting any where meaningful so you say”love sucks,i chase paper”cus to you love is just a verb no cure for your attitude so you take drugs and herbs(weed) anything that has a monetary value is worthless you used to value more but the tag”bad bitch”made you less you are now defined by pictures of you kissing the air, exposing you ***** and *** looking for the next prey on facebook or instgram we follow our dreams but a responsible man wont follow a”bad ***** on twitter so you can say,you are not any responsible man’s dream be a bad ***** all your youth and when old a baby sitter? you raise the stakes for yourself and still cant cross the beam life is not rosy and even if it is,roses have thorns those things you do will hunt you,they’ll come with horns lipsticks,eyelashes,short gowns,expensive wrist watches and purses money first and then back on the ground,now thats a curse bad ******* exist amongst us,they are our friends on facebook "prostitute"sounds bizzare so she says shez a "bad ***** the person you are still searches for the person you should be and i hope youre eyes dont remain shut for you to see and the younger girs see you and want to be like you they want to dress all thight and paint their faces like you no one wants to be like margareth thatcher they all wanna be nickky minaj these days there are more bad ******* than wives and to responsible men it’s like stabs from 100 knives because a bad ***** will follow men but a lady will cling to a man and if you say youre a bad ***** and you need no man tell that to yourself when you turn 40 a lady isnt defined by how bad or ****** she is but how elegant and classy she is a bad ***** is pretty but the beauty of a lady is defining so choose today to be a lady and start the change for our generation!#thepoet .

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May 9, 2014

May 9, 2014 at 7:53 PM UTC

ihuaenyi-royal

BAD *******

so you say you’re a bad ***** huh so you prefer to be identified by bad ***** instead of ur real name huh so you prefer to be valued by money instead of your worth so you are a bad bitch,i ain’t tryna judge you,this ain’t no court the term “bad ***** can’t end you up as a wife those instagram pictures wont work,you can’t put a filter on life you were born original,now you chose to live as a copy look colourful on the outside but your life is sloppy the beauty of having beauty is a lot more than being beautiful the path to life you follow isnt geting any where meaningful so you say”love sucks,i chase paper”cus to you love is just a verb no cure for your attitude so you take drugs and herbs(weed) anything that has a monetary value is worthless you used to value more but the tag”bad bitch”made you less you are now defined by pictures of you kissing the air, exposing you ***** and *** looking for the next prey on facebook or instgram we follow our dreams but a responsible man wont follow a”bad ***** on twitter so you can say,you are not any responsible man’s dream be a bad ***** all your youth and when old a baby sitter? you raise the stakes for yourself and still cant cross the beam life is not rosy and even if it is,roses have thorns those things you do will hunt you,they’ll come with horns lipsticks,eyelashes,short gowns,expensive wrist watches and purses money first and then back on the ground,now thats a curse bad ******* exist amongst us,they are our friends on facebook "prostitute"sounds bizzare so she says shez a "bad ***** the person you are still searches for the person you should be and i hope youre eyes dont remain shut for you to see and the younger girs see you and want to be like you they want to dress all thight and paint their faces like you no one wants to be like margareth thatcher they all wanna be nickky minaj these days there are more bad ******* than wives and to responsible men it’s like stabs from 100 knives because a bad ***** will follow men but a lady will cling to a man and if you say youre a bad ***** and you need no man tell that to yourself when you turn 40 a lady isnt defined by how bad or ****** she is but how elegant and classy she is a bad ***** is pretty but the beauty of a lady is defining so choose today to be a lady and start the change for our generation!#thepoet .

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walking from A to B, no this is not geometry, but it might as well be, as with your eyes, see, well what do you see, unless you live in BC, you won't see me and I in turn won't be free, to see you. with your eyes, that first glance, take a risk that is hazard's chance, don't step closer or bend down, log it away in your card file brain, before it is washed away to the drain or picked up as treasured claim. use your eyes, with that first glance, no glossing over, might miss romance, call it flirtation, or orchestration, you are the maestro and the other, the ensemble, well, conduct yourself accordingly but tumble safely. those eyes so beautiful you have, can find words, to clear the tears off your cheeks with the new merino wool sweater sleeve and that intense emotion that has you locked and loaded as someone goaded you again, and again, and again, if this was *** that would be fine, but it is not and your vexed at how poetry rocks your world but also rocks the boat, whenever you take the time not to memorize by rote (that would be too staight forward) take the technology out for a walk, instgram your photo of your poem and share it on facebook, and twitter while showing your interest on pinsterest, how is that ******* working out for you?, or dot those eyes and cross your teas, take ink or graphite, and write about your sorrows, your joys, your day, your dreams, what you saw,what you thought saw, like a puddy cat, you did, you did and that Bugs me I forgot the color or was it just me and invisible over there? You get conflict, at that first glance at your notepad, or keyboard or mumble "I need to write this down, before I forget". That first glance you take, all else fades to black, until you write. ©DWE012014

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Jan 3, 2014

Jan 3, 2014 at 9:59 PM UTC

darrell-wade-elverum

First Glance

walking from A to B, no this is not geometry, but it might as well be, as with your eyes, see, well what do you see, unless you live in BC, you won't see me and I in turn won't be free, to see you. with your eyes, that first glance, take a risk that is hazard's chance, don't step closer or bend down, log it away in your card file brain, before it is washed away to the drain or picked up as treasured claim. use your eyes, with that first glance, no glossing over, might miss romance, call it flirtation, or orchestration, you are the maestro and the other, the ensemble, well, conduct yourself accordingly but tumble safely. those eyes so beautiful you have, can find words, to clear the tears off your cheeks with the new merino wool sweater sleeve and that intense emotion that has you locked and loaded as someone goaded you again, and again, and again, if this was *** that would be fine, but it is not and your vexed at how poetry rocks your world but also rocks the boat, whenever you take the time not to memorize by rote (that would be too staight forward) take the technology out for a walk, instgram your photo of your poem and share it on facebook, and twitter while showing your interest on pinsterest, how is that ******* working out for you?, or dot those eyes and cross your teas, take ink or graphite, and write about your sorrows, your joys, your day, your dreams, what you saw,what you thought saw, like a puddy cat, you did, you did and that Bugs me I forgot the color or was it just me and invisible over there? You get conflict, at that first glance at your notepad, or keyboard or mumble "I need to write this down, before I forget". That first glance you take, all else fades to black, until you write. ©DWE012014

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Update feeling a Bit sicker I'm allerigc to something. I think they will not listen to me but nothing is strange. They told me Stop posting so I can not do that anymore I will make videos When I feel better. Follow my on instgram M.Soccer43 Peace Out stay happy

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May 26, 2018

May 26, 2018 at 11:11 AM UTC

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Update feeling a Bit sicker I'm allerigc to something. I think they will not listen to me but nothing is strange. They told me Stop posting so I can not do that anymore I will make videos When I feel better. Follow my on instgram M.Soccer43 Peace Out stay happy

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