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Chris T Nov 2015
the other day i sat alone having lunch in a McDonalds.
i found the Big Mac enjoyable and the wedge fries good enough
but what i truly loved was the cold-*** Oreo McFlurry.
actually, that's a half-lie because the cold-*** Oreo McFlurry
wasn't the only thing i truly loved from that McDonalds lunch.
when i was McSpooning the creamy goodness using my left hand,
the hand that should be reserved for ice cream related endeavors,
this girl wearing a polka-dot dress and a beret came in, stood in line,
and i heard her order: Big Mac, wedge fries and an Oreo McFlurry.
she anxiously tapped her right foot, the foot that should be reserved for tapping,
and i felt love for the first time in months. i didn't know her but i was in love.
it was the kind of momentary love developed for strangers that makes you think:
"****. I wish we could sit together in silence at a McDonalds, mouths full,
eating Big Macs, wedge fries and McFlurries being the envy of McDonalds residents."
and then the stranger asks for her order to go and the universe collapses.
the momentary love begins fading slowly and the fantasy is enveloped by greasy fast food smells.
reality is a *****, girl in the polka-dot dress and beret.
it's been 5 minutes since you left. i miss you.
it's been 10 minutes since you left. i've tried forgetting you.
McDonalds mystery girl gone but not forgotten. I do like a polka-dot dress. Hot af.
maggie W Oct 2018
On that misty day we were walking through the traffic
Standing at the cross road just waiting
For the light to turn green

We walked and walked and saw a baby
I waved at him, he smiled back at me

We were talking with our Mcflurries on our knees
Sometimes I just buried my face in it pretend I was eating
I said something funny
You cracked up so much
Then you stared at me
I went back to eating

Mcflurries are melting so I gotta hurry
But I see that you're still staring at me
With a grin
I said What?You said Nothing!

We walked and walked and sat on a bench
Some old people were doing Tai-chi
We made out but don't want them to notice
I looked you in the eyes, you asked what?I said Nothing.

You asked me not to write you in my poems
But since I still have some Mcflurry left
Would you wanna share it?
To Paul
WanderLust Oct 2014
Do you remember when we were young
We didn't have a care or worry
When our days could be ruined by no one

When skipping over cracked pavement was fun
And we thought our source of survival was a Mcflurry
Do you remember when we were young

The hours we spent running under the sun
Back then we were in no hurry
When our days could be ruined by no one

Fantasy had our minds over run
Our thoughts were so pure, unmurky
Do you remember when we were young

When snow, as innocent as us, rested on our tongue
And despite the blizzard our view was not blurry
When our days could be ruined by no one

Back then anything could be over come
What changed to make our heads hung so lowly
Do you remember when we were young
When our days could be ruined by no one
My mind is at a disarray
Why is it a gloomy day
I need  to ask you a question is I may
What part in this life do I play

My heart is crushed
My time feels rushed
My hair has not been brushed
And my hat made my hair smushed

My eyes are getting blurry
My emotion is that of fury
And I am in no hurry
I am craving a McFlurry

Riddle me this riddle me that
What's going on with my body fat
It annoys me like swatting a gnat
That eventually went splat

My mind is in a disarray
And this is all I got to say
I don't want anything getting in the way
I guess this is how I will end the day
A person that has an amount of problems with no solution.
WARM WINTER Jul 2015
In a McFlurry of feelings.
Heaven Mixed with hell or whatever.
I may go easy on the sprinkles next time though,
I heard this artificial crap is doing us more harm than good.
mood.

Tom Misch - Let The Beat Speak♫
I found myself in the most strangest place
Where strangers around me
Practice the same pace
They work to bleed
The have a love for greed
They keep way too much stuff to themselves
Acting like it's Black Friday with the last Iphone5 on the shelf
It's so simple to remember the things that bring us down
It is actually too simple to forget how you became apart of this town
Why you lead yourself to become who are
Why you choose to lead a certain group of stars
It is everything you, my dear live for
And are living for in this very moment
You are here, there is nothing more to it
I feel you in my veins
I see your soul in the race
For true victory, the meaning behind the prophecy
That you wrote,
And will lead us home
Where we won't be alone
Where we won't have to worry
About decision making that has to do with
If I do or do not want to stop at Mc Donalds
For an M&M; mcflurry
Find beauty in this Earth that brought you here
Find a true passion for why you would want dance with her
Play around with the bars
Sing to new heights and became a shining star
She wants you to be alive
So live through each other
And into the unknown we will guide each other
And into the unknown we will show our sisters and brothers
To each there own, but I am taking this risk
I hope each and every one of you find at least something out of this
Tatya Koeswanto May 2017
I remember your shades of blue,
just like you wore your favorite jeans.
How could you love a yellow in me,
out of thousands of beautiful hues out there?

It hits me, and the memories start.
Car rides out of town,
fast food for supper,
your obsession over ice sweet tea and your favorite local sports team,
breakfast I made,
walking in the rain with my yellow coat while you soaking wet,
or when you promised to take me to your fave martabak parlor.
Or when our friends tried to pair us every time. No.
We haven't been there yet, have we?

You were surprised by how I love fries dipped in a mcflurry,
but then you loved it.
Countless midnight we breathe each other jokes,
or when you told me about your future you worried.
About promises, we are going to break.
Twice, I loved and love two souls.

You gave me your love and I let them die.
In between ice cream and books and your sweet disposition,
I did awful things, didn't I?
We haven't spoken since I went away.
Twice, and you are still there.

They said you will fall in love until it hurts, or bleeds,
or fades in time.
But I wish you knew that
I'd never forget you as long as I'd live.
written in November 2nd 2016, retype in May 2017.
everly Apr 2020
me and ‘buela finished
predicando
and we sat at the dining table
near the china
soaking up the silence
she made me use a coaster
for my apple juice carton
looked across the table as she
struggled to slurp her
ice cream of a McFlurry
while i desired to know more of her
what life was like as a
single mother
she’d snort and call me ‘estupida’
if i asked
in her bags i see
loud discontentment
a friend i’m not a stranger of
i hope to one day learn her story
before i read it on a
memorial program
I felt so special.
I can't explain what I'm feeling.
I never felt anything like this before, darling.
You being here with me is enough to make me smile.

Weeks have passed.
Everyday is so special.
I don't want this to end.
We chatted for so long each day, yet it didn't last.

A certain day came.
Indeed you're such a fame.
You didn't talk to me.
Is it because I'm lame?

I saw you wearing a cute little sweater.
We even went home together.
I feel nothing.
I don't feel any loving.

As I walk through the streets,
Looking down at my feet.
My eyes burst into tears.
While I'm feeling too much fear.

I'm not crying because I'm not special anymore.
I am crying because it was easy for you to replace me.

Sure we did go home together.
Though no sounds were heard.
Silent as a falling feather.

I saw you.
Everything feels new.
You look happy with him.
What a nice scene turning out to be grim.

It hurts me so much.
I found a tree to punch.
My hands are bleeding.
Should I also jump out of this building?

Nah. Who am I kidding?
I can't do that. But for sure I want to end my living.
My wrist now bleeds.
No, I am not crazy. I didn't smoke ****.

It's so easy to cut my wrist.
I kept the blade inside my fist.
Yes I know it's easy to do that dear.
How about I commit suicide after I drink beer?

Not even one has ever known that I'm suffering.
Read this poem and you'll understand.
I heard my phone ringing.
It was you who was calling.

My mood changed.
But the new mood easily faded.
Oh dear I am wasted,
For you and him already dated.
And it only made my condition more complicated.

If I ever have friends I am so sorry.
I'm sorry I'm not perfect.
I'm sorry I cut.
I'm sorry I want to give up.
I'm sorry I want to die.
I'm sorry I hide my emotions.
I'm sorry I want to **** myself.
I'm sorry I lie and say I'm fine.
I'm sorry I push you guys away.

I'm sorry for what I am about to do.
Please don't judge me dude.
Especially if you don't know my story.
Now I gotta go and hurry.

See you soon after I get burried.
Oh and by the way, I'm giving free McFlurry.
no Feb 2020
one day I was driving
along a long country road
when I spotted a  bird with a *****
is was  so long and thick
I strangely wanted just one lick

I just stared for a  long time
I looked like a bate on a fishing line
I pulled over in a hurry
and scraned down a whole McFlurry

I lay down in the grass net  in hand
slowly crawling across the land
I swung  my net as fast I can
It got  trapped under the net and I took it home to do a thorough scan

I skidded into my drive
with a gleaming look in my eyes
I sprinted up stars to my bed
it was so confused by the whole thing I did not haft to hit it with led

I pinned it down to examen
and waited to se what would happen
many hours later I was sufficed and I put the poor thing down with a led pipe

— The End —