"lern" poems
Come I’, Sit daahn, Shurrup,
Wor t' fust thin 'a' ah 'eard.
So ah grabbed uz buk fra t' back.
‘n prepared for summa’ absurd
An exam ont’ fust day ah exclaimed!
As uz face exploded wi’ rage
Ah dead eyed ‘im fra across t’ room
‘n reluctantly turned t’ page
T’ year continued like ‘dis,
‘n uz nem appeared ont’ board
‘n ta quote wah’ I’d learnt fra’ uz studies,
Ah felt wretched ‘n abhorred
Tahhm passed by,
‘n 'e 'n class began ta connect.
n suddenly 'a' dislikin,
turned inter respect.
Tahhm went furtha,
as 'e yelled 'n laughed 'n cussed,
‘n suddenly ‘a’ respect,
turned inter complete trust.
‘e’d lern wee randa facts,
‘n sha wee gormless vids.
'e’d respect wee li' adults,
'n nivva' treat wee li' kids.
'n even when ah wor glum,
‘n wasn’t feelin missen,
‘e’d finn' eur way ta use 'is words
ta nurse uz back ta 'ealth.
‘n when 'e sez 'e wor leavin, everybody’s 'eart cried,
We didn’t want ta seh tarreur,
teur t' bloke who’d bin ah guide
Sa t' best we can doa is come togetha,
‘n gatha orl wee folks.
'n wish t' best o' luck ta ah ‘un 'n onny,
Yorksha bloke.
Apr 24, 2019
Apr 24, 2019 at 3:35 PM UTC
WHY SHULD I LERN TO SPELL?
HELL,
NO ONE REEDS WHAT I SAY
ANYWAY!!! :(
Sing for the cool night,
whispers of constellations.
Sing for the supple grass,
the tall grass, gently whispering.
Sing of infinities, multitudes,
of all that lies beyond us now,
whispers begetting whispers.
And i am glad to also whisper . . .
I WUS HURT IN LUV I’M DYIN’
FER TH’ TEARS I BEEN A-CRYIN’!!!
i abide beyond serenities
and realms of grace,
above love’s misdirected earth,
i lift my face.
i am beyond finding now . . .
I WAS IN, LOVE, AND HE ******* ME!!!
THE **** TOTALLY!!!
i loved her once, before, when i
was mortal too, and sometimes i
would listen and distinctly hear
her laughter from the juniper,
but did not go . . .
I JUST DON’T GET POETRY, SOMETIMES.
IT’S OKAY, I GUESS.
I REALLY DON’T READ THAT MUCH AT ALL,
I MUST CONFESS!!! ;-)
Travail, inherent to all flesh,
i do not know, nor how to feel,
although i sing them nighttimes still:
the bitter woes, that do not heal . . .
POETRY IS BORING!!!
SEE, IT ***** I’M SNORING!!! ZZZZZZZ!!!
The words like breath, i find them here,
among the fragrant juniper,
and conifers amid the snow,
old loves imagined long ago . . .
WHY DON’T YOU LIKE MY PERFICKT WORDS
YOU USELESS UN-AMERIC’N TURDS?!!!
What use is love, to me, or Thou?
O Words, my awe, to fly so smooth
above the anguished hearts of men
to heights unknown, Thy bare remove . . .
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Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 5:36 AM UTC
My heart it hurts
It breaking my rips from the inside out
It leaves me rooting right through
Makes me frow up all the love i have for you
Every cut on my skin proves
Im willing to lern how to lose
Myself even more than you
They ***** the love i cannot give you
My head is full of dreams and stories
Stiffed to the brim with new idees
You're in every happy ending
In every book i erase myself
Let me paint you in the morningsun
Capture you grinning to the girls you love
Let me use this brush and paint
To give you an insight of your light
Every tear fell from my cheeks
Proves im not just a freak
I feel and feel and cant help but think
Oh how better life would be
without existing
The scent through the door is clear
It smeels like rotten pease and leaves
It feels like a forgotten dream
It feels like a missed opportunity
And when she'll die ill be in pices
Will you see it will you be there
To safe me from ripping open
My heart is butcherd bleeing broken
Dec 15, 2024
Dec 15, 2024 at 4:27 AM UTC
Life is hard, life is what you can do with it. Life is learning, stopping and trying again. Life is loving, letting go, and hurting, pain so deep you want to die. Life is not what you can not do but what you can. Life is not giving up. Life is i. forgiving yourself and others. Life is seeing the good not the bad. Life is seeing the beauty all around. Life is the very quite and the dark. Life is to give, love, time, gifts, prayers, and yourself. Life is doing the best you can do, and knowing when to say enough. Life is letting go and trusting that GOD will be
there when I can . Life is trust...in GOD,.self and others.
Life is believing.in tomorrow. Life is loving and
giving love even when you don't want to. Life IS hurting those you love, so they can grow and lern
knowing you are loved. Life is knowing GOD
forgives,.GOD forgives no matter what as long as long as I can forgive myself. Life is Hard but life is special, what.else
Mar 15, 2013
Mar 15, 2013 at 5:39 PM UTC