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"jinxed" poems
(thanx all for the great suggestions) <!> women who wink drive men to drink together, glasses clink tattoos follow in ink and that ain’t the only thing ~ the tiller tied & forgot, the slip knot jinxed the sailboat nearly sinks ~ he cries aloud “you minx!” I’m all done in, you’ve got me sminked,^ you winking whilst me sailing on the oceans brink ~ she smirked and laughed that slinky mink, “clearly you are confused - I’m a lynx, count to cinq, don’t overthink, join me overboard into the **** I’ll finish you off in the the kitchen sink where drowning possibilities are next to nothink promise, we’ll be quite in sync”
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Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 11:50 AM UTC
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there are a hundred and fifty pokemon but only one of you you are the legendary love that i could never catch i remember kissing your Meowth and it was beautiful and fierce do you remember, darling, the way you Jinxed our stars You Charmandered me, left my cheeks pink and rosy Gave me an Electabuzz The heat rose to my face every time we locked eyes (i always was a bit Oddish) I want to Pikachu when you don't think I'm looking, as you stroll through the crowds of your own thoughts But you Rapidashed out of my life. Is it Farfetch'd to wonder if you ever think of the Eeveening under the stars When you said there was no Chansey that we could ever be together Well I remember And I say Ditto to that.
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Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 2:53 AM UTC
my inner nerd comes out
Hypnotized by you, I am drowning, Day by day. In the emotion, Of your love, Gleefully. I'm drowning wilfully, Really not to be save, Listen when I say. Effortlessly I let my body sink, Not struggling at all to escape, I only fear distance from you. Not the physical distance, But the distance of hearts, A distance of heartbreaks. You say similar things, Claiming I stole your heart, An eternal truth this we share. Dreaming on & on, We even struggle often, Our struggle goes on & on. Looking into these calm dark eyes, On your face full of beauty & truth, I gain an escape from worldly lies. You claim I jinxed you the first time, So true- weren't we bound to meet, It's just Time choreographed this. I can't easily refute the blame, After all I am an equal partner, In this lyrical life & this game. So I bear morally equal liability, As we observe our love garner, After all I am older than you. We can't give into these tough times, Not now, today, tomorrow nor ever, For our relationship is a challenge. A challenge for changing our world it is, A bright change for a brighter future, A betterment of your & my lives. I know you're with me in life, I know you're surely lighter, I know you're much young. Younger than my experience, Younger than my sad lifespan, Younger than my reborn avatar. Happier than my own best happy, Happier than my ever-so-pale face, Happier than my knowledge can be.
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Aug 23, 2013
Aug 23, 2013 at 1:50 AM UTC
Hypnotized
hyper-jinxed like an old talkie scrap the fat off the cow! swipe that smile off your face to watch the sunset fade away. batshit crazy candidly rogue an eventful leap from far fetched lore gory details please spare me a big fat ***** and a way to reap the pretties from the twits. but the lee-way from the stars beyond sometimes gets trapped into hairy armpits. then their neon pink hued blue eyed trolls take their slippers to the snow.
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Aug 26, 2012
Aug 26, 2012 at 11:24 PM UTC
Pagent Girls
I'm not going to write about you in my journal Because unfortunately I feel that that form of confession tends to backfire dramatically and leave me jinxed. It's like those ink-stained secrets wrapped up in leather counteract the decadent visions I drift to sleep with at night And so, No I'm not going to write about you in my journal You see, I care about the concept of you far too deeply to chance our lingering moments on teenage whimsical compulsions to gush in secrecy About the way your words shifted my anchored soul, About the flooding in my heart when you bared yours, About the mass amounts of internal riots (The butterflies doth protest) Of your pragmatic, flirtatious adequacy Nay, mastery. No I'm not going to write about you in my journal For fear of risking those moments of substance: Secret-swapping Joke-exchanging Soul-bearing times where I wanted nothing more than to jump eight hours ahead so that I could see the undigitized blue of your eyes and feel the ends of my nerves explode off my skin like the Fourth of July. How is it That physical proximity has nothing to do with the closeness we seem to share? I feel Compelled by some unexplainable piece of mind to insist and hope and wish that Like you once told me under volumes of conversation, We are connected. I don't want to waste any of this enigmatic familiarity and sudden interdependency On matters of my own private indulgence And for this, I'm not going to write about you in my journal For you say that you are Atheist But I know that you meant it when you told me Your soul knows mine.
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Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 8:21 PM UTC
Jinx
I'm not going to write about you in my journal Because unfortunately I feel that that form of confession tends to backfire dramatically and leave me jinxed. It's like those ink-stained secrets wrapped up in leather counteract the decadent visions I drift to sleep with at night And so, No I'm not going to write about you in my journal You see, I care about the concept of you far too deeply to chance our lingering moments on teenage whimsical compulsions to gush in secrecy About the way your words shifted my anchored soul, About the flooding in my heart when you bared yours, About the mass amounts of internal riots (The butterflies doth protest) Of your pragmatic, flirtatious adequacy Nay, mastery. No I'm not going to write about you in my journal For fear of risking those moments of substance: Secret-swapping Joke-exchanging Soul-bearing times where I wanted nothing more than to jump eight hours ahead so that I could see the undigitized blue of your eyes and feel the ends of my nerves explode off my skin like the Fourth of July. How is it That physical proximity has nothing to do with the closeness we seem to share? I feel Compelled by some unexplainable piece of mind to insist and hope and wish that Like you once told me under volumes of conversation, We are connected. I don't want to waste any of this enigmatic familiarity and sudden interdependency On matters of my own private indulgence And for this, I'm not going to write about you in my journal For you say that you are Atheist But I know that you meant it when you told me Your soul knows mine.
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Deck of Cards. The deck of cards tumbled, The wind cruelly snatched them from the gamblers hand, Twisted his hand, In an evil twist of fate, Stolen from the gambling man, Ripped the Waster off, All he ever had, All worldly possessions gone, His wife has given up, For he loves the queen of hearts instead, She teased him, Stole all his goods and chattels, In total disrespect, He has nothing left, Stole all his money all extracted with satin strings, Satisfied casino owners greed, It’s a racket, Greed is fed, While he feeds his money out, He’s always lusting more, Casino owner’s provocation bleeding those he caught in his deceitful web of promises, Down at the ***** tonk bar, Money does not go very far, Tragic victim goes off to the bank to score another score, For another jinxed fix, Lady luck never loves him back, Can’t look him in the eye, A soul of sorrow, Caught in a land of underground lies, Insulting his name, Crushing his honour, As he kisses his money goodbye, Yet again! Copyright Olivia Kent 2013
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Aug 29, 2013
Aug 29, 2013 at 2:49 AM UTC
The Deck of Cards
You were small once. With wide eyes. You saw the world. In an array of colours. In another life. You'd be a great inventor. Instead you grew. Too fast. Too soon. You were born. To make mistakes. If only you knew. If only you flew. To the world. You became a flaw. Your  life was jinxed. From the beginning. You weren't born a fighter. Yet became one in chaos. You lost everything. You lost everyone. Will they ever understand? All you ever was trying to do? Was help? They'll never understand. The reason you became, Something else.
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Nov 11, 2024
Nov 11, 2024 at 8:07 PM UTC
Jinx
And I will never know for real, If she was a cheater surreal. She had jinxed various boys, Even I was one of her toys. Crying over spilt milk is foolish, I should take her as a lesson. Hating does not make any sense, She never mended her ways. She cheated me or she cheated me not, It was always a perplexing mystery. Am I lucky or unlucky – this I know not And surely The Mystery Continues.
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Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 5:53 AM UTC
The Mystery Continues
Sweet talks you jinxed me, On fingers you puppetted me, Go, go, go get lost you vamp! Innocent voice you hoaxed me, By your pretty tunes you lured me, Go, go, go get lost you vamp! When you were upset with me, Did not I try to make you smile, But you ditched me to rot alone! When all conspired against you, Did not I stand stiff by your side, But you sniffed him shamelessly! When you were least expecting it, Did not I write romance songs to you, If not songs always, they're poems. When you were there wasn't I happy, Did not I plead you to stay forever, If not forever intended, you told lies. I thought that you were my sweet, My pretty, so beautiful living doll, But alas! I loved only a stone idol. Now just get lost from my memories!
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Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 1:04 AM UTC
Go, Go, Go Get Lost You Vamp!
*My heart has grown more weak my thoughts more sick my existence  jinxed my path darker and vague Just let me speak maybe I'll find some peace in words that are meant to be phenomenon and echoes the aches that are just too incredible like a Cinderella story once upon a time I went through nasty and fought it courageous optimistic, enthusiastic and more I was labelled now I just crawl back to that hole totally lost succumbed to the darkness that feeds on me my dismay on reply* Will I ever find hope or just settle for a rope
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Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 3:14 AM UTC
dusty coin
Transcending into thy mind, Your restless soul creeps. Behind the sands of time. It has broken to thee. Transcend, The trance of ever lasting humanity. Where a soul is brooding, Behind the walls of glass. Great minds think alike they say, When one mind jinxed another. They are above the timeline. Light as a feather. Transcending into ethereal sanity. Where all minds, Can become at peace.
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Mar 22, 2014
Mar 22, 2014 at 1:47 PM UTC
Transcend
Cursed boy why does your smile not drag, those eye lined blisters not drip. Those tears of anguish and heart only slip to disappear. Jinxed child do you wish for a home a place to go. Stay here bellowed in me here in loveless limbo, I'll deject the disease illuminous beneath the vein. Here we can stay alone in this curse of loss and loss once more. Curse we feel abound spinning on life's forever wheel.
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Aug 28, 2011
Aug 28, 2011 at 12:06 AM UTC
Cursed to Be
I have been hypnotized, You've really jinxed me, Such are your charms... Loving me presdigitator, Was a very lovely stake, Kissing me in dreams... Having loved me fullest, Xeroxing all your traits, Oh you have loved me... Zesty & savory flavours, Celebrating the festival, Asking not what is love... Barring nothing we feel, Drafting the instrument, The instrument of love... Picking colorful flowers, Years to follow decades, Everything seems cute... Unique friends we are, Guests in garden of life, Jaded our relationship... Frisking different angles, Many plans still being set, Nearer to our hearts daily... Version old never scaring, Quickly vanishing worries...
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Feb 2, 2014
Feb 2, 2014 at 12:36 PM UTC
Prestidigitator
i wrote these poems about two different boys past and present maybe i jinxed it and that's why everything's going wrong something's always wrong anything i say is wrong cheap tobacco and ugly words and sharp edges i don't want to die anymore and that's worse because at least when i wanted to die i found comfort knowing i had a backup plan but now im stuck gasping thinking i was gonna be some one and growing everyone always does
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 4:40 AM UTC
why we broke up {12}
Healthy heart hurts, hesitantly. Her hollow home hears him. Horrific. How her heart Hi-jinxed her happiness, He hoaxed her, heckled her. How homely. How hopeless...
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Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 6:02 PM UTC
Hi-jinx
It begins again. Like clockwork, the same time of year, the same ache that burdened me and ******* me over; that hollow hole deep within and slightly to the left. Welcome back, my old friend. I thought you left me long ago, finally bidding adieu for good like I always wanted. I told you not to come back. I suppose "go to hell" was too subtle, and you took your little three month vacation, left me feeling like I was finally free from your chains. But I guess those little metal links can only extend so far before the rigs begin to reel in the opposite direction, pulling you back into the makeshift home you've made in my heart. I'd evict you if I could. And I tried to, I did. I thought I did. You had me fooled. Who was I to think that you'd leave willingly? Maybe I should have taken note of the grin that played upon your lips as you walked out the door. If I did, maybe I wouldn't have been so thrown by your return. I was stupid to believe that you'd actually leave me alone. We've been so close, you and I. The last thirteen years would be nothing without you, my friend. Think about it, will you? The time we've spent together, I mean. All of those nights cowering beneath thick sheets, cloaked in darkness. You laid with me while I quivered, covered my mouth when I cried so no one would hear. You held my hair when all I wanted was to rip it out. But you were never a friend. Not a real one, and you've made that clear. So why'd you come back? I was doing just fine on my own. I smiled, for real this time, just two weeks ago. I cried out of sheer joy because of that realization. Maybe I jinxed myself. I should have known it was too good to be true. Smiles never suited me, anyway.
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Oct 23, 2013
Oct 23, 2013 at 4:16 AM UTC
you're not welcome.
It begins again. Like clockwork, the same time of year, the same ache that burdened me and ******* me over; that hollow hole deep within and slightly to the left. Welcome back, my old friend. I thought you left me long ago, finally bidding adieu for good like I always wanted. I told you not to come back. I suppose "go to hell" was too subtle, and you took your little three month vacation, left me feeling like I was finally free from your chains. But I guess those little metal links can only extend so far before the rigs begin to reel in the opposite direction, pulling you back into the makeshift home you've made in my heart. I'd evict you if I could. And I tried to, I did. I thought I did. You had me fooled. Who was I to think that you'd leave willingly? Maybe I should have taken note of the grin that played upon your lips as you walked out the door. If I did, maybe I wouldn't have been so thrown by your return. I was stupid to believe that you'd actually leave me alone. We've been so close, you and I. The last thirteen years would be nothing without you, my friend. Think about it, will you? The time we've spent together, I mean. All of those nights cowering beneath thick sheets, cloaked in darkness. You laid with me while I quivered, covered my mouth when I cried so no one would hear. You held my hair when all I wanted was to rip it out. But you were never a friend. Not a real one, and you've made that clear. So why'd you come back? I was doing just fine on my own. I smiled, for real this time, just two weeks ago. I cried out of sheer joy because of that realization. Maybe I jinxed myself. I should have known it was too good to be true. Smiles never suited me, anyway.
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am I jinxed? am I cursed? because it seems to me that every time I am happy something or somebody suddenly takes it all away from me my happiness is gone in an instant snatched away from me so quickly
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Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 2:23 PM UTC
Jinxed
suicide, not very scary, right? s.u.i.c.i.d.e. just a bunch of letters, why are you scared of spitting them out? are you cared itt will jinx you? dont worry, i am as jinxed as the terrifying word, i will **** the life out of you, leave you helpless, waiting for your time, it feels like its never coming, and you feel a deep longing to me, sso you decide to step closer, youre on the edge now, you look down, you see me at your feet, you smile, with tears falling towards me, i smile back, telling you to jump in my welcoming arms, you listen, then i turn my arms into claws, my smile into sharp teeth, i swallow you with ur terror, and i deliver you my jinx, hell.
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Oct 27, 2024
Oct 27, 2024 at 4:40 PM UTC
suicide
Whats wrong with my instincts? Who brought me this far? Am I with my age group? How can I be for the people? When autocracy is the new dictatorship Business deals on open revelations What i hate is wrong debate The timing make for basic essentials Naming Hieroglyphics to decipher the hexes Cast from being jinxed to light Blessed from a vision of no regret Its a better day for truth One step makes freedom sweet An embargo faces final defeat Years of training led to monotonous trends Richness and Satisfaction Made one not to be regretful Not alone but full of ecstasy No telling to whom its delightful Face the crowd or be yourself Who loves you loves you better Who hates you hates you worse
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 4:35 AM UTC
Basic Numbers
Here I am in the mix There are so many things I'll like to fix Giving birth to us was the prefix Leaving the world is the suffix In between we are just a matrix I mean it no lyrics Death is inevitable, it's everyone's crucifix Alhamdulillah today Ramadan is six Get all possible means to refix yourself else you'll be jinxed Forget how great you look in pics How gorgeous are your sidechicks Cuz if you fail to boulder your good deeds with strong bricks Sincerely you won't be able to perform any gimmick On the day we would be filing in matrix I pray Allah count us not amongst the jinxed Written by RashidAbuAshraf
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Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 4:54 PM UTC
*Short No Lyrics*
When you find the one, That turns you to a lover; Your heart breaks in two, When that one, loves another. Broken, shattered, Distraught within: Loving so much, Must have been sin. Terrified at first; Not jinxing it was my goal. Although we never touched, You took my heart and soul. I give my best effort, To win it all back… But time has gone by, And travel is what I lack. But like I said, Once before; You stole my heart, And shut the door. Too late now, For more internal strife. You’re long gone by now, In…and out of…my life
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Jul 16, 2011
Jul 16, 2011 at 11:57 AM UTC
Jinxed
Absolutely astonishing (and amusing) is the aftermath of this Bonanza, beyond baptism. Blackened, broken and bleeding, Corpses collapsed copiously, carelessly Disrespected down to the depths of  their deaths, now dreaming, Enticed, ever in eternity. Funny is this funeral of fibs fabricated from unfaithfulness. Ghosts gaining the Grave's grand greeting, Happy to hoard the Infested, incommensurable, inacceptable, Jaded and jinxed, Kind of kin who kept Lies lingering, leading on their lover. My mirror mentions memories, Narratives knitted with needles Obtaining obsessive obscurity, Painted with pillars of impurity, Querried by the quaint quadruped, Reassured of rest and relinquishment. Sorry now is the sayer but Time ticks tactfully. Ugly is the untruthful, of the utmost unimportance, Vexed and vulnerable, Without a widow in the world, Xenon exemplifying, Yellow bellied, Anti-zenith czar.
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Dec 23, 2017
Dec 23, 2017 at 1:46 AM UTC
My Mirror Mentions Memories
Jinxed and joy Jaws hanging low Jerks and justice never served Jaded emotions are strong For innocence and compassion
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Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 12:47 PM UTC
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