"lll" poems
AI, Moon Walk X"lll"X 15=10 and 5
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Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 6:22 AM UTC
Where is Ken?
He's such a doll!
He and Todd are dancing with Skipper
grinding to "Milkshake"
Another round
for the ladies
sitting by themselves
in the corner
Thanks for the drink, sucker!
you can go away now
We're here for the free *****
on Ladie's Night
All men want
is to get laid
another round
of Rumple Minze!
We have mates
they are on the dance floor
grinding on Skipper
She's such a *****
All men want
is to get laid
another round
of Rumple Minze!
We love our men
like they love
their *****
"straight and to the point!"
Hey Ladies
I am genuinely nice guy
highly educated
a few pounds overweight
FU** off loser!
***
How dare he talk to us
Yuk!
We have mates
they are in the parking lot
grinding on Skipper
She's such a *****
All men want
is to get laid
another round
of Rumple Minze!
Where the hell did they go?
They left the club
with Skipper
She's such a *****
Don't worry Midge
i'lll drvesed us hoooomee
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another round
of Rumple Minze!
Sep 13, 2018
Sep 13, 2018 at 2:57 PM UTC
HE said to write
create.
{read my wordfs} dont be scared.
your m.ind will fill in the blanks
caps lock willl destroy. your muind.
....your story begins now.
Dont be afraid and read the wLls./
find a quiet place.
find a song.
feel it. taste iut. create a song......
chapter two.
i went to ***
you came to me,
found me in a dark room....posted. I cant read this he said disappoinbted. :( keep trying :)))
{hey there friendship, lets have a heart to heart....walk outside for chapter two..... i'll be there in the night. In the quiet. silence.
phone is dead :(((( who cares! party in the basement.
can you read this yet???
tgake me on a messy date.
i want to play in the sunshoine. heal my /adhd please
((((adivan is gone :( who steals from a friend???
/where did Noelle leave her pants anyway
((((( chaptep two.
quit your mind. listen to the music..shhhhhhh////
read tyhisd 6omorrow...
caps lock are evilsssss.........
listenm tp the robots 2013......
find me in the dark writing rymes. changing soings. creating. , , , ,
authors. intillects.
teachers.
cults are bad!!!!!!!! god is love. dont do drugs and go on adventires.
read the bible everyday. silence your heart. take a deep breath. no one cares. they will foind you again.
dont be scared...
quiet moments are the best. where did i put my cigarettes. to be conyinued.
edit or no>>>>
bring back indie bands. then they become mainstream you know :( sad hipsters.
i just wanna play.
no one gets me.
pep talks and ****
partys downstairs.
find me later when they go to bed.
go play.
'
you have nothing to do tomorrow.
its only 11????? i like numbers. i hate math.
i have to *** still.
waiting. who cares. go to sleep. i'll stay up all night and write poems...
i sleep in tuckers room when heres not here. i miss him so bad sometimes. i wonder what 6 year olds dream about, you know?
this is gunna be EPICCCC!!!! sermon on the way...to becontinued. tweet me clues from the front porch.
i'lll be quiet. my phones dead anyway. oh well. phones are bad.
wheres the bathroom?
oh yeah. chapter two.
how long can i write this poem before they try and find me.
the basement is to farrrr.....cigarettes on the front po
May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 10:15 PM UTC
Did I forget to mention
How adorable you are
When you're intoxicated?
Or was the sarcasm not thick enough?
And do you forget
When "I dont wanna be dr-drunk anymore"
Dribbled from your mouth?
You stink.
Go home.
Dec 8, 2012
Dec 8, 2012 at 7:24 AM UTC
l.
I will French kiss your ingrown hairs, your merigold bruises, and the acne you fight wars with every morning.
ll.
I will caress your cellulite like the waves on the backs of your thighs are the fountain of youth.
lll.
I will ****** the folds of your tummy, the stubble underneath your arms, and the stretch marks that you don’t realize make you a ******* tiger, darling.
lV.
I will fall in love with your flaws, and remind you of your perfections.
I will kiss you when the boy you love breaks your heart and you just need something on your lips.
I will hold your hand when you get your nose pierced and again when you regret it the next day.
I will bring you Mountain Dew and Advil when you can’t get out bed for two days and when your dad tells you to **** it up, I will shut the door in his face and turn up the radio.
V.
I will yell at boys who hurt you and at girls who think they know you. I will tell the “cool kids” to **** off. I will argue with your parents and curse at your exes. I will be known as a ***** as long as you know me as someone you can’t count on.
Vl.
I will love you when you hate me, when you hate life, when you hate everyone, and when you hate yourself. I will love you when it rains and when the sun beats down on us in June. I will love you when it’s 9:00 pm and we’re eating ice cream on my porch and I will love you when it is 2:30 am and you are gagging with salt in your mouth from crying for what seems like years.
Vll.
I will always love you.
Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 11:55 PM UTC
The touch of a hand,
The warmth of another,
That precious tickle,
That burning feeling inside,
Living flame,
Dancing throughout my garden.
The garden I cultivate for you,
A field of crimson, the purest red,
It is your colour, a sanctity, a shrine for you,
This garden, my life’s passion,
A never ending field of Lycoris Radiata,
Growing inside my mind.
Temples and palaces,
Cathedrals and castles,
The works of generations,
They’re all incomparable to the garden I grow for you,
Thousands of year in worth of work, the species’ finest art,
Rivalled by the Eden I cultivate for you, the moments it took for my garden to grow.
Problems are non existent in the garden,
Yours or mine, I can no longer tell,
But I know for a fact that they cannot grow here,
All that grows is the Lycoris Radiata, swallowing all other forms of life or death,
That is, before the deluge,
Before the moment you walked into my garden.
Before the moment you entered the realm I constructed for you,
Before the moment you graced the garden with your presence,
Before the moment you shattered the illusion of grandeur,
Before the moment you trampled the finest of the Lycoris Radiata,
The death of my garden,
The collapse of my life’s work, that somehow lasted mere moments.
But it’s okay,
I didn’t want the field of crimson anyway,
I didn’t want the garden of Eden,
You snake.
I hope you know I hate you,
Because now I’m growing hydrangea,
And it’s going to be the most beautiful garden on earth, lush and green and all for me.
By LLL
Apr 13, 2021
Apr 13, 2021 at 11:35 AM UTC
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Mar 7, 2011
Mar 7, 2011 at 8:44 AM UTC
Lust.
There we were, laid up in the sheets
I felt his energy in me
I swear I've never done this before
Usually I leave my heart at the door
Tonight I wanted to give you more
I mean.. I just wanna prove that I'm yours
Love.
There we were staring into each other's soul
We're young but this love feels old
Like it's not the first time we've been together
Maybe in a past life, a few storms we weathered
Loyalty.
There we were, fingers intertwined
Stay forever mine
L-o-v-e like wine
A-g-i-n-g in time
Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 10:32 AM UTC
Born under the same star, touched under the skies
It hurts
The hole in my heart, with scissors cut
You're moth to my flame
You'lll get burnt...
You fell for my magic, black and white it is
You're a siren song to me
I lick my sadness like an ice cream...
I need to keep knowing myself
And to accept that I don't decide in my head.
While struggling slowly towards the sea...
Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 3:44 PM UTC
Ghost
Act l
“ The sparrows came
for in their thousands they called ,
In flocks weaving and falling in thick blackened skies
did they fall
they followed me everywhere.”
Woman
“ If I had not been so bold
If I had shed tears and wept at you’re feet ,
If in sorrow I looked into you’re eyes with a heavy heart ,
Spat out what I Could not eat,
It’s seeds formed good out of evil could we not start again ?
If If If we were still friends ?
Now the rains fall on me and darkness decends now
In arragance i seek you for in love I am blind ,
in carnal thoughts love is not kind .
My lover has fled and now eats the beasts of the field ,
and I am alone in my sorrow ,
with nothing I yeald ,
the sparrows are coming in their thousands array ,
and it’s them I look for at the eve of the day .
From a rib was I formed and now cold and hunger do I live ,
the once blue skies above me are now teaming with rain .
Act ll
Snake
“ Rise up for garlic and herbs I shall give you from you’re sick bed arise ,
To become like God in the heavens on horses wings you will fly ,
Man will build temples for you to rest you’re feet on tiny wings
no more will you suffer like a god see these things .”
Woman
“I have had temples and statues built in my name
Man bowed down to me like ants ,
given me gold and presious stones and beasts from the field ,
their corpses are scattered in blood on my land .
Act lll
War has come war lords in their anger apose and here am I all
Shrivelled and old ,
the times I met in the garden with God
for the love and the joy and the peace have all gone ..
Actllll
Now in a hole in the ground do I lay
In a bed of fruit ,
all around me decay ,
beads around my skull my flesh withers and dies ,
how I lived am dammed to these lies
The sparrows are coming to peck at my corpse
In their thousands from the mountains and trees do they call .
For now did snake did I listen ,
and to God do I call .
Jan 19, 2019
Jan 19, 2019 at 10:35 AM UTC
In tides.
Change is fierce monster often left in shades of a lamb.
No pressense more cruel than that known as love.
Can we lie only to make this illusion so grand not appear traggic in design?
We question are truths beliving are thoughts instead of asking the one beside .
May we share this space only to distance areselves a little more at a time.
Picking apart the reason as in any situation we just always seem to lose track
of what it was that brought us here to begin with.
Anger can only mask my fears so long.
If you never understand then you'lll probaly stand with many.
***** the numbers it's a losing game to speak of to begin with.
Cold as rain in a approaching storm we can ignore the truth
if only to embrace are lies for one last time.
When did I ever become the shell?
A stranger in the wings to my own half thought logic .
Time makes a fool of us all.
As for me I sit without thought for to fight what never will be is a thought of another
The wolves howl at night only to hear themselfs die.
Tommorow you sound of hope in a hopeless void.
People togather in doorways hide from the rain and sometimes find there
placement a blessing.
Some find emptyness a solice I could never explian.
No man could ever be described so simply in one line.
Myself I find a stranger often ive seldom cared to understand.
Im far from the image yet close to the tale.
Maybe storms suit me well a gray sky to a ever distant wind.
Sands bury the traces yet a thought leaves it's mark.
No matter my past ive found eyes still find that dust ridden cover
**** my flaws for the subject is never understood.
For if Heaven were a endless highway id probaly be headed south.
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Dec 26, 2012
Dec 26, 2012 at 4:54 PM UTC
lllMine Toothless Craftlll
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL1X51wyhBF79tUrPf9Ip-Niyypvgspuvn
Hope it helps, for it did help me.
Oct 29, 2015
Oct 29, 2015 at 8:50 PM UTC
It was the year the weevils came for the harvest.
The moon playing tricks on eyes eagerly awaiting its appearance.
The oily black sky desperately waiting to cry a river
and the year they came for her heart.
Don't cry, it would be alright.
The night is getting thick, the morning seem so far.
Don't cry, it would be okay
when the morning comes and the river of sorrow pour down your face no more.
Let the pain in your heart and the ice in your eyes.
let the crystal clear liquid bleed no more.
You will chase away those haunting demons
Then you will stop accepting handkerchiefs of dishonesty to wipe your tears.
You will write your own stories and sing the songs in your heart.
The crows and locusts will always come but the fields
will still choose to be green again.
Live, love, pray, be happy and do it all again.
The rains are coming...
For He causes the sun to rise upon both the evil and the good.
but just maybe this is all a part of His plan.
May the morning find you laughing...
Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 7:34 PM UTC
THe death of jackson kimbrough left very few words
He said if that pain still hurts on into the morning
all you gotta do is spend the rest night drinking
the hurt will only disappear for just a little moment
so don't give a **** and **** all the hatred
we are only but marters trapped somewhere inside
we cannot be afraid to be lost in the sea
something in-between all the lost hopes and
all the dreams that he has let slip away.
a lll you need is someone to show you how to run
run straight to this island of lost mysteries
The death of jackson kimbrough was a very sad day
people from all around came to witness this mans faith
he was one in himself and everything left to chance
he was always left dreaming, dreaming into night
He always said to just open your mind
keep on dreaming and you'll be just fine
jackson kimbrough had very few friends
he was somewhere lost falling like a leave
while this sky treats him like a detainee
The man kept to himself but that was just fine
everything he did was just to be a little kind
a child of the 60's, forever in time
just looking for a second chance,
and the gravity keeps tossing him around
you can't never gonna stop
Jan 22, 2013
Jan 22, 2013 at 3:48 PM UTC
I will begin on the plains of your abdomen,
gently tracing their rise and fall
as breath enters and escapes your lips
noticing like mountain dew,
how sweat begins to glisten on your skin
And moving up toward your northern exposure
I’lll scale your round, soft mountains,
achingly slowly yet steady just the same
while you beg me
to reach the sensitive peaks
But twirling just around them,
refusing your demand to bite,
and leaving two soft kisses where
a flag would otherwise stand
Then charting a course around either side
of your most golden coast,
instead gently running my fingers
(with ice held between them)
down your peninsulas,
toward the straights of your inner thighs
across the narrows that lay behind your knees
And though you spread your geography
to create an inlet to your ocean,
I will instead continue to attend to
the peninsulas’ ends,
greatly in need of attention
as they’ve carried your land
from place to place without complaint
Then rolling the landscape asunder
And revealing your southern exposure to the sky
I’ll gently explore your heart shaped dunes,
Soft yet firm, causing a vibration in the ground
as you express your approval with the progress
of the expedition
Moving on to the edges and ridges of your
so strong back, your femininity pronounced only more so
by how strong and broad your shoulders,
I’ll hold and rub them firm, thankful for the place
upon which my head at times will rest
And finally, the last frontier of this journey
The soft sweet center of your landscape
like swollen earth between my lips,
and then our hips like rolling hills
An earthquake slowly building
tectonic plates shifting out of place
until the world begins to shudder,
the room shake, and then fall silent
as our two bodies remain as one
while drifting off to explorations
found among our dreams
(National Pornographic was the alternative name)
Jul 8, 2017
Jul 8, 2017 at 7:34 PM UTC
shock.
the night air gives me a slap in the face as i meet it.
walking, running, making my way past bodies in the street.
i've come to an establishment.
this place gives me chills; i dont believe in the posters, the blaring collection of atoms showing me what could be called un partido de football.
one, two, three shots.
cold beer and a cigarette.
im on my way, weaving, bobbing.
its a boxing match with the oncoming vehicles.
im hit; the alcohol has entered my veins.
it overwhelms my senses... why shouldn't i love it all?
night sky, tell me i'm fine.
unlock your secrets; i've earned it.
haven't i?
giving you a glance... scared to move.
i'lll fall for anyone wearing floral and tights.
im gripping this bench, losing blood.
cause i cant trust gravity; what is there to trust?
this city will **** me.
each lit second takes a moment from my life.
im digusted... one more drag and never again.
it falls to the ground, burning in anger.
what a hypocrite!
my conscience screams as i reach for the lighter.
safe?
don't tease me.
the music i bring along prods me; i must go on.
i jump at every noise...
could it be my end?
such violence in the tread of your feet,
i dont trust a single move.
where's the street?
please, please, speak my language.
no. why ask?
i'll give you a bit of death... you shouldn't ask.
finally home to my love, if only you knew.
sweet, sweet, night air.
Jun 26, 2012
Jun 26, 2012 at 2:43 AM UTC
Your voice
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Be shhhhh(quiet)hhhhhh..
I am /ˈlɪs(ə)n/ing
there's a whole
track list I missed
that doesn't play
your name
over
and
over
and
over
Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 8:18 AM UTC
Every moment was like a dream, a memory.
Memories of odes, ballads with allegory
Every random smile, Every warm touch
Every single tear that was felt too much
Moments that we were happy, sad, and crazy
Were more than just consuetudinary.
To others, these days, these moments may seem ordinary
But to me, I held them sentimentally
These memories, I held tightly
Made me feel more uneasy
It'd remind me that we are to separate
And it'd bring me to a more depressing state
But these memories where I see you smiling
Make me want to stop crying
With each memory that flashes in my head
Make me smile more and more instead
So I hope you'd be happy wherever you are
It's not like you'd be gone and be so far
I'lll be there whenever you need me
Let's see each other sometime, maybe for tea?
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 6:01 AM UTC
I always said the world was too small. Grain of sand on an infinite beach type **** So small that you could get a reasonable understanding of its history and diversity in just one human lifetime. It’s limiting, right? Like **** We’re just one planet in a constantly expanding universe that’s full of planets.
It feels big now, thanks to you.
Too big. I’m overwhelmed by the distance between you and I, I think about it and I get woozy, nauseous. Two little fish on opposite sides of a big pond. The biggest pond. The ocean. I wish I could shrink it down and make it small enough that you and I were next door neighbors or one town over or **** it lll settle with driving distance. But this? It’s too ******* much. You’re a world apart, so far that your sun rises and sets on a different schedule.
I worry if I see you again it won’t be enough. The distance have driven me mad, I’d long to be closer even when our skin was stuck together. I fantasize about curling up inside the confines of your ribcage and resting my head on your still beating heart. It’s not enough to be close to you, **** I want to be part of you.
The way you’re a part of me.
I never liked blue eyes until yours, you know. How odd that they’re the same color as the thing that separates us.
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 12:24 AM UTC
all these little things make sense in certain situations, but the intuition is the most deceiving thing of a lll, its completely in conflict with reason, but somehow the two connect and create a though, nakedness, crossroads, a little thought, someone somewhere sees it, believes in it, calls for it, speaks, and, champagne glasses, toast, on, a moment, what for?
to understand, and to know when to protect, the greatest challenge
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 6:51 PM UTC
Where are you,
My knight in shining armour...
I'm waiting for you by day and by night
To mend my heart, remove the knife
Only you can save me
At least I believe you can
I've been waiting for you,
my lover, my friend
I don't know your name, but soon I will
Is it Harry or Joe, maybe it's Bill?
I'lll keep waiting
Until that day
You come riding up
And sweep me away
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 5:43 AM UTC
You want to know what you meant to me?
You're repressed memory,
Some living ghost,
That haunts me in the halls.
Yeah take some time, work yourself out,
It's okay, I'll find someone else
It's not like,
This isn't what I saw in fall.
I'll keep,
I'll keep moving on
I'lll stay up,
By myself to dawn
That way I feel,
Nothing's wrong
I'll keep singing to myself,
My new "favorite" song.
**** how could I forget?
You, you were heaven sent,
Some lush angel in mourning,
That I never "knew"
The lights, they grew tired,
A stereo is now for hire
A lie,
And I'm not missing you
You're right,
Maybe I can't understand,
But you are the one,
That pushes away my hand.
I'll smoke,
while you repeat yourself again.
"You don't care about me",
Yeah, I'm not that kind of man.
You want to know what I see,
I see a drunk, a waste a mess
Avoiding me,
Do your best kid, just move along
I guess you can say the same about me,
Just change the faces and the names,
I am lost,
Why did I write this song?
Oh yeah,
Oh yeah just move along.
Nothing,
Nothing to see move along
If you ever ever get this noise,
Know I was wrong,
For looking your way,
and trying to tag along.
Feb 22, 2011
Feb 22, 2011 at 10:43 AM UTC
To my evervesant dreams of my night ,
my candelabra *** puri skies ,
a barn owls swallows a mouse ,then out of the restlessness of the night,
you came .
The calls of a thrush heard a. whisper let ,
the Pterosaurs wings take flight ,
we must go ,
Seven sharpened swords loose in the wind to capture the beast ,
as mountains stand ,
and seas are still ,
her wing span ,
her mighty beak ,
Sagas ,
told from Viking lands told of the spell s it haunts this land .
For you my King of Royal blood with seventh sword ,
my King of Love .
With mighty hand you slayed Mosasaurs with one hand .
Now the last Pterosaurs has took to flight
Then my Nobel Queen to darkened skies I must fight .
Over hills and mountains I searched for sun light ,
night turned to everlesant dreams ,
I saw a Pterosaurs once more .
“ You think you’re Queen is safe this night
You think one swift sword will leave me in a pool of blood
I laugh at you’re sorrow for they are misguided and hollow” l
And with these words the Pterosaurs spread it’s wings off
Into the night it flapped it’s wings .
The Pterosaurs formed a nest above a castle on a cleft ,
Our new crowned King who once slayed the Mosasaurs,
on his way to tomorrow’s land to save his Queen now in state reside .
Over that Castle in their land where. tempers. burnt into a. rabid. death hollow a darkness crept and would not leave ,
untill the Queen and King made love .
Then all was well and the light returned never to leave when ,
the King and Queen walked hand in hand .
For God loves the little things ,
our prayers our new tomorrows .
The Pterosaurs when he saw all was well and love reigned once more as
the flowers bloomed ,
the thrush sang
left for evermore .
A rock over looked a castle,
A King and Queen in state ,
a pawn moves and life and death await .
May 10, 2019
May 10, 2019 at 4:33 PM UTC