Meating poems on Hello Poetry

Rai Dec 2010

Twisted fate meant they missed each other walking the same street within minutes of each other
Twisted fate led her down a one way street
With no one to turn to for help
She never imagined life could be so hard
She needed the thing that
Twisted fate decided she couldnt have
If life had a heart
She would still hear it beating
There would of been that fateful meating
Of minds so alike
Vibrant in understanding
And glorious in technicolour dreams
Twisted fate had so much to explain right at that moment
Maybe they missed the signs
The man who picked up her paper and opened the door with such ease
Her searching smile looking for understanding
But finding a wall of fear
So she still walks alone
And him
He walked into the middle of the road
No longer caring for a life without love
Sadly Twisted fate delt him his final card
Funny how life continues regardless of its mistakes

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Audrey Lucille Jan 2014

Vessel

A vessel of annoyance
Rested its feat and perched beside me
What it held in its mouth
Was the gooie substance
Called "gum"

Is there a polightful way to chew gum?
A way where someone could
Look at you and want to respect you?
There is
There isn't

A smack they make
A smack I should give
Do not make that sound in class
Or at a meating
Or on a coffee date.

People will only look at you disgusted,
Because of the way that you decide to chew your "gum".

Julia Feb 2019

wEARd

glEWd
to my foh
know
left the room
farted
didn’t wash their hands
plANDs
meating date at ate
zfooqnb
closed the door
with spaghetti on the floor
Googleyes glued
to the boody

squease me

but no one will believe me
bc no ones worth believing

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Arek Sep 2020

Meating Up

Today is sausage sizzle day
time to cook some snags
next to me my dog will stay
while his tail wags

while my cat's eyes will be stuck
to every move i make
hoping that with bit of luck
i drop one by mistake

the neighbours i might meet as well
from both sides of the street
finding new friends from the smell
of sizzling sausage meat

today could really spice my life
while i get hot and flustered
might even meet and snag a wife
with my home made mustard

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