"morty" poems
Dearest darling Hill Morty
I am writing this told tell you them I wasn't able to talk to you my love. Our loving conversations that which we have keep me sane. I cannot til we me and have that first real kiss. I can just feel it now.
Your lover
Starry.
Aug 31, 2019
Aug 31, 2019 at 10:12 PM UTC
Court of owls
New ink, new shoes
Clocks on, I'm about to run it
Fast as my pain's Timeframe, bout to gun it
I hope you feel something better my man,
***I'm feeling something
I'm feeling something better than planned***
Tuck in the winter, dam i fall into action
springing past Morty and summer
While I'm watching TV slumber
shaking off chains of reactions
is it a new start
call it innov8ing
or maybe to our past
Definistrating
memories, atoms alternating
like the world sputters aspirating
Spit split straight portals compensating
I'm drunk on Dark matter ever oscillating
the wind turned to me
just so it could turn on me
Judgment for eternity
Experience is the same
it howled with certainty
MY Experience denied 3x
so now you hear me?
from this judgment
I'm always ripping free
I don't generate art
so you can whip at me
I might penetrate stars
The universe is an artist
so Why does it ****** us
Aint the universe ever even heard of us?
I'm the passenger and still woozy the sickness
feeling the pressure but I gotta be a witness
compassionate, no judgment
we all have our reasons
~Got a spot that I keep w33d in
Hidden with the green stem bleedin
we may have different heavens
but we come from the same soil
When others decide our emotions
Got so many reasons for defense,
reach out and tipped it for the deflect
emotions reflect the deficit of me breathe
I just shake my head
so heavy, I need rest
Court of owls
Port of vowels
I am Born of miles
So I adult when you consult the Occult
knowings the lotion but still decomposin
all this is music I just need to recompose it
Saved another life Now the reaper owes it
I think I've got amnesia,
Waking up to
Sir you had a seizure
Eyes always look like
Man...I wouldn't wanna be ya
Empathy
is another form of slavery we sign up for
We live and we learn
Boomerang on the mic
I go and return
But its not just about living well
its about knowing the root of life
its Taking the threads in your hands
to rack the rains and crack the chains
Caught in the dream, my ego forgets
Sleep is such a shy death
***Court of owls
Port of vowels
I am Born of miles
in the Korn of howls***
May 4, 2022
May 4, 2022 at 12:33 AM UTC
I miss our Rick & Morty Marathons
and your attempt teaching me how to play Fortnite.
I miss the "I love you's"
and texts filled with blue hearts.
I miss your smile lighting up the room,
the gazing into each other's eyes,
and our quirky giggles
as we glanced at each other.
I miss lying by your side,
holding each other so tight.
I miss ********** anywhere
whenever we got the urge.
I miss our movie dates
and convincing our parents
to stay out late.
I miss our late night drives
and the way you'd mess with me,
turning the radio volume up and down
every time I danced insane
in your passenger seat.
I miss our first kiss on the rock
at Getty Heights Park
and our last in your car
dropping me off.
I miss sneaking out my bedroom window
and our late night smoke sessions.
I miss you sneaking up behind me,
picking me up
and throwing me into the pool.
I miss you holding me from behind,
looking in the mirror
as you whispered, 'I love you.'
I miss doing your English homework
and the inappropriate jokes
you'd leave on the shared doc.
I miss our long hour phone calls,
talking about whatever came to mind,
laughing hysterically.
I miss all your dogs,
but most of all Coco
and taking her to the vet.
I miss your family
and your mom's dinners
and persistence of getting me to eat.
I miss cheering you on at all your
hockey and football games
and supporting you through your decision
to join the Marines.
I miss getting caught,
and getting condoms thrown at us.
I miss our long texts;
good morning and goodnight;
good luck and it'll all be okay.
I miss "bby"
and "your my princess" to "queen;"
"prince" to "king."
The list continues,
missing everything about us.
But most of all,
I miss you.
Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 7:01 PM UTC
"You don't miss me, you just missed the person that loved you so much you didn't have to love them back"
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 5:54 PM UTC
I am Muerte, no not Morty
I am the big 'M'
Death incarnate
I will come for you, I'm coming to get you
And you will regret crossing my path
What's that? You're looking for the boss man?
Muerte, the big 'M'
Death incarnate?
Who are you kidding?
I'm not him, I'm Morty.
Oct 20, 2012
Oct 20, 2012 at 12:02 PM UTC
I want to unscrew the window grill and crawl out
To the vastness of the world
I want to throw stones at your window
And tag you along on an adventure
Make a space ship in the garage
Travel to parallel universes
Shoot the weird *** aliens
Even if it's all just the aftereffects of marijuana,
I'd like to smoke some with you
What do you say?
Will you be the Rick to my Morty?
Oct 18, 2017
Oct 18, 2017 at 6:23 AM UTC
I know that I feel
way to high that I spill
Raindrops from the sky
and I've known that I've tried
Just imagine, one day you'll be the one who's asking. For help to no avail. Your health done plummet and crashing, drove like a nail, and then I'm blasting, hocus pocus bad spells. Locked up without any bail, but still wouldn't tell and the fact is that I've given every minute I can spare. Time isn't replaceable and that just isn't fair. But I can't stay in my lane and I might trip on the politicians game. Never fake stay the same. Pulling rank ***** as I focus and aim at a snitch.
I know that I feel
Way to high that I spill
Raindrops from the sky
And I've known that I've tried
I know that I feel
Way to high that I spill
Raindrops from the sky
And I've known that I've tried
I know that I feel
Way to high that I spill
Blowing back clouds. All about that loud. And I wear it proud . Turn those tricks, face the facts hand me the stack and watch it flip. ***** knows the quality of a **** Look at the story of Rick and Morty and how they came and went. Calling the shorty cause I wanted get faded and bent. Y'all try to catch up and yall nigga's feeling spent. Empty pockets so change the topic because you just paid rent. This music game I've only begun to scratch the service not even a dent. Because to this **** I found meaning while surrounded by worthlessness never felling content. Dealing with ******** until it becomes intolerant. when they never got the hint.
I know that I feel
Way to high that I spill
Raindrops from the sky
And I've known that I've tried
I know that I feel
Way to high that I spill
Raindrops from the sky
And I've known that I've tried
Feb 16, 2023
Feb 16, 2023 at 7:02 AM UTC
She loved animals.
Her favorite ice cream was mint chip.
She loved Lord of The Rings and fantasy.
Her favorite shows were Trailer Park Boys and Rick & Morty.
Her favorite city was San Francisco.
Her favorite beach was El Matador.
Driving through the canyons of Malibu at sunset,
Bottles of wine and sushi was her favorite date night for two.
She loved music and concerts:
Sublime, Tool, The ** Reel Big Fish, 311 and all of the 90's alternative.
She could play the piano and the bass,
But was a pro when a pen and sketchbook were in her face.
She never fired a gun, but loved archery and fishing;
Unless we ate, it was only for fun.
She was the best at make up and constantly changed her hair.
She was always worried what others would think,
Although I never cared.
She was wild and beautiful, that's why they stared.
She valued freedom over everything.
She never got a tattoo, although she wanted one.
She loved motorcycles, but never owned one.
She loved taking risks, jumping or falling.
It was why she stumbled while she was here with the living.
She loved me, but we never married.
She didn't want kids, but loved them truly.
She didn't want to be held down, she wanted to be carried...
Her dream was to grow wings... To drift like a fairy.
I rather see her fly free than be locked in this worldly cage with me.
I just wish our fates weren't separated now by me having to age... I wouldn't be stuck here on Earth with such a long wait to see her face.
Best friends, lovers. I was your boy, you were my girl.
On the beach, or under the covers.
The memories are priceless, forever shared with one another.
I wish we made more before it was over, but it was enough.
I won't cry over this, but it will be tough.
I'm coming soon my love... Not today nor my intention, but I promise to live with meaning and more careless abandon; to let go of what doesn't matter, and remember your favorite things, whether I am down here, or beside you in heaven watching the angels' wings' flutter.
Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 2:50 PM UTC
Watchin NCIS while eating fishticks, I decided to check my skype with just two clicks. Upon entering the domain, I found myself in a talk of pain. First of poisoned pizza, and knifes, and even earlier the fantasy wife's. Not too soon I learn to ignore the vid, rick and morty, I soon realized it was 10 40,
The meme world ruled by the fabulous, King Ash, was honestly made of a **** ton of trash.
May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 11:48 PM UTC
Hill Morty MD
As we talk on imvu I can feel the desire you have for me for I am an empath. I can feel nothing but love or connection with you. What ever tries to ruin us only makes our love for eachother stronger.
Starry
Sep 10, 2019
Sep 10, 2019 at 8:43 PM UTC
The Misfortune of having you all to myself
has Irony’s respect. Only games without masters
call Love “ Sensei “. And every one of them
thought Irony was Abe Vigoda
sifting through the entrails of a Tuna Melt, at Morty Yang’s
looking for the cookie choking on a Bilingual Mobius strip
of impenetrable punchlines.
And always late to a funeral like The Good Gin.
we slept on a bed of fails
and our lives as footstools on soap boxes began
as only the best endings require
before waiving the usual fee, and diving into the role
of a last time nobody knew was The Last Time.
chewing up the screen between intimate strangers
calling all the shots on the set by telepathy
like a betty davis that would never ever not help you
if it helps to sniff glue
or to hardly ever do
and then stop.
or not.
yeh, We Got THAT betty davis.
we found the most corrosive script
and mangled that baby with the camera obscura still rolling
And that guaranteed we had something to show the wolves at the door.
that would generate the buzz in the saw
that you Can’t UnSee.
and what follows?
anybody’s regret.
we slept in cots on the Lot, a lot.
but that was all in the papers that we rolled
to smoke the *** in all the rags in Coolsville.
our collapsing star rising on page six
of a Charles Bukowski restraining order.
and as I recall, there was no catering -
for locations that devolved into gothic cathedrals
that slept with your expectations to get the part.
and we didn’t know that was a thing.
But hey,
you made it hurt
like you already
knew.
we flipped a coin to see who would yell “ Cut “ !
And then...
now it's all
you do.
Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 10:53 PM UTC
Hill Morty MD
I am glad you have your dream girl in me. I want you to know that we were made for one another. You want to work with me, love me, start a family and also storm area 51 with me. I am honored to be your girl.
Starry
Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 10:20 PM UTC
Before you
Hill Morty MD
I was thinking to my self
I
Want
To believe....
In true love
Sep 10, 2019
Sep 10, 2019 at 8:11 PM UTC
You said from your ideal self
i heard from the real you
its a tale of the time when
the imperfect me met the imperfect you
Your fingers swirling stars,
you turn back when you want to whine,
your feeble likes and strong dislikes,
moving castle is your favourite story,
Rick and morty i have never watched but heard enough
to hold a talk,
random cartoons dose takes me high,
kiss smileys every morning and every night.
Gokarna, bijapur, karwar, veenu, manipal,
are few places I can count
an endless list of lab tours and
campus walks are not to be forgotten…fading is inevitably bound
I never told you that sometimes I walk behind you to know how it feels,
when you move on, far away from me.
After long notes and longer nights,
I am writing with the fewer words that I can find.
That street I pass every night knows I am hurt,
I scream your name with all my broken parts,
They say its a phase but I know its a ‘scar’,
only you can heal it with your gaze and touch.
I wonder how your smile has changed over the phone calls,
your breathe is all i know,
Its been long since I felt it, before I was caught in the right and the wrong.
Moral correctness is morally flawed,
because it listens to the stories of knightly mountains,
not the thin brook flowing down its bleeding rocks.
I am a burning candle who lights you when around,
but now you are gone I stand burning endlessly
I want you to cry, cry in my arms while my tears run down your neck,
silence be broken with pain and sorrow,
till the room is filled with smoke and the candle dies,
With the fading weep and drying tears darkness spreads in the world,
let the Gods above know that we have broken apart.
May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 10:21 PM UTC
Try learning that
You very first love
Is druggie
And has ***
When she used to be so brilliant
And loving
And full of life
When you two had
So much in common
That is pain
Right there.
Aug 31, 2019
Aug 31, 2019 at 11:20 PM UTC
Do we really exist in the world?
Or are we just a part of another reality.
Just like what Rick and Morty was travelling through.
Like what the Fullmetal Alchemist discovered.
The other side of the gate.
What if we die now?
Do we continue living in the other world?
Or do we die in all the alternate universe?
Do we get a second chance in living?
Do we get the chance to say goodbye to those who we are afraid to leave behind?
How easy will it be?
How hard will it go?
Are we living in the ultimate reality where
it is easier to break hearts than to love?
where it is easier to steal than to gain something?
where it is easier to run away than stay and fight for it.
What it in the other side,
there is more happiness than this?
what if it does not require drugs to laugh our ***** off.
what if in the other side, it does not require violence to get through peace.
Is this why they have forbid us to commit suicide before its our time, because they forbid us to know the truth behind all of this and we are still not needed in the other universe where we are still kicking and breathing?
They say everything has its purpose.
Do you know yours?
Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 11:36 PM UTC
Hill Morty MD
I am happy we have met on imvu and area able experience things together that we wouldn't on our own. Like get in **** on imvu. Other being a doctor I am turned on by you loving loyal personality and that we have a lot in common. I ache for you.
Starry
Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 10:26 PM UTC
Ouch, A pinch brought me out of where I was
Where was I, who was I, i suddenly felt the urge to sigh
Ooooff, it was my birthday, I was turning 18, another rating, said my friends who were also anticipating
Was I alright?, Miss Chad looked at me in fright
I don't know, Just started looking at classic **** a little to deep
I suddenly knew what to throw away and what to keep
Some birthday gifts just weirdly started spelling the word "creep"
Am I but another lost person or lost sheep
Nauseous, I thought I was sick
I turned on the TV and started calling Rick and Morty, Morty and Rick
It amounted to no time that my homies started seeing signs of the ick
From chilling with the mandem to playing the ladies's pick a *****
Now I'm at a refute to leave
I'm no longer able to play "lots to take, less to give"
Wait, I now have my own taxes and bills
The money I have at my disposal, gives me the chills
Hold on, wait, is this truly maturity
This isn't what my friends told me I should be expecting
Well, it's happened, and at least, I know it can be handled
***** maturity, ***** grown-ups, alas, they are still boats you have to paddle!!!!!
Oct 18, 2024
Oct 18, 2024 at 4:41 PM UTC
Hill
Morty
Why
Do you do these
Things
To me
Is it to add an another
Trauma on my frail mind
I wish I never meet you.
Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 6:03 AM UTC
Lost my savagery when you savagely killed a savage who acted so savvy
But couldn't manage being a manager managing a team full of degenerates
That were below average but couldn't use it to his advantage
He couldn't move like a cabbage in the patch and his eye was patched like patchy pirating spongebob off of nick
Left in a bit of a pickle pickled up in a jar and couldn't pick out the edges so he cropped himself out the pic
Later on the script got flipped his mind drifted out to sea with flipper and his lights dimmed out because Nosferatu was flipping the switch
He quickly got suited up like a quint and everyone thought he was quick to quit but since he couldn't see he'd just squint but it was too dark like a window tint
He took in too much oxygen so they doused the splint and gave him a mint but he couldn't take a hint that his breath should be put up for rent
He was I and I was he and nobody could beat the heat he'd surpass twelve inches and you couldn't walk in his feet that'd just be another challenge he could defeat
Before all that he tried to get them to sign a treaty but they didn't treat him nice so he played a game of trick or treat til they gave him something nice to eat
In the end he made amends started trending but skipped the trends, sent a friend request but ditched his friends and began to tie up loose ends
He ran out of ink so I finished the story of how I became glorious and victoriously found the glory adventured like Rick and Morty and now he's finally made his-story
Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 9:55 AM UTC