Junkfood poems on Hello Poetry

Kinara Apr 2014

Liam James Payne**
my baby
my perfection
my sun
you light up my heart with just one smile
my heart feeds off of you
like your junkfood
you are
your junkfood for my heart
your not right for me
your too perfect
how can your flaws be beautiful?
well they are
am i in love?
with someone who i've never met?
a...
popstar?
no
im just a fool
a pathetic little girl
who let a perfect guy
invade my heart

one direction

Buzz Feb 2014

Roses and violets spin-off

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Candies are sweet
But not as sweet as you

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Candies are junkfood
So, it is unhealthy for you

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Too much of 'you'
Diabetes may take due

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Eventhough you are sweet
Doesn't mean I have fallen for you

Roses are red
Violets are blue
There are many fishes in the ocean
And ***** animals in the zoo

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I prefer bread than candy
At least they give me more energy for the business I do

Roses are red
Violets are blue
If you haven't notice
I'm done of you

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Love is a complicated mystery
To solve it, there is no clue

Amanda Mary Rose Nov 2010

Vending

There is a place
So marvelous
That with a press of a few buttons
You can get what you desire

Many different people
With many different wants
Can all congregate
Here
In this special place

All you have to do
Is know what it wants

Just give it what it wants
As you leave you find yourself with a greeting
Have a Good day

At all hours of the day
Glimmering with hope

Calling out to lonely wanderers
Looking to
Impress
Excite
Relieve

The shiny silver candy bar
Snuggled amongst the chips

It's the little junkfood that counts

Dave Bosworth Nov 2014

1.

The imaginarium speaks for itself
It isn't a rough & rumble place
                      and inferno
                               or a monastery
but
       semblance of poetry
                         slice of junkfood

     - escapologist

© Copyright David Bosworth November 2014

Trinkets Nov 22

Rarity

you are a treat
best enjoyed in moderation
in a world where it is ugly to make
any such communication

you are a treat
junkfood, excessive partying
something people want until
their every day routine starts faltering

you make people feel alive
flames lighting up their skies
until the constant light show
made them feel nothing but tired

you are a treat, a rarity
the world through rose tinted glasses
more dreams, ideas and exploration
when what they wanted was less

simple dreams are easy wins
not suited for your crazy whims
when all they needed was to say
this is no place for a fireworks display

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