"obssesed" poems
Is it love or something more than ***
Every time we **** your moans make me obsessed
You’re so fine and I am just a mess
God **** I think I’m in over my head
Mood swings and 9 missed calls
I can hear your voice right inside my walls
She turns heads everywhere she walks,
But she doesn’t have time to even talk
Jan 18, 2021
Jan 18, 2021 at 9:24 AM UTC
REHAB
MY PARENTS WANTED ME TO GO TO REHAB
BUT I JUST SAY NO, I HATE REHAB CAUSE IT’S WHERE CRAZY PEOPLE GO
CRAZY PEOPLE WHO BASH PEOPLE UP, FOR BEING THERE OWN PERSON
CRAZY PEOPLE, WHO GET UP TO MISCHIEF, FOR GRAND LARSON
YOU SEE MY FOLKS WANTED ME TO GO TO REHAB
BUT I SAY NO, THEY WANTED ME TO GO AND GET BETTER
BUT I SAY I AM BETTER OFF AT HOME
SITTING ON MY COUCH WITH MY ART AND COMPUTER BY MY SIDE
IS WAY BETTER THAN GOING TO REHAB
TO SEE SOME BIKIE RIP THE TV OUT OF THE WALL
I HATE GOING TO REHAB, CAUSE I AM NOT THAT SICK
YOU SEE ONLY NERDS GET BETTER, AND I AIN’T NO NERD
I WANT TO STOP BAD THOUGHTS, BUT I CAN DO THAT ON THE COUCH
I DON’T NEED NO MENTAL HEALTH PROFESSIONAL TELLING ME HOW TO ACT
I DON’T WANT TO GO TO REHAB, AND YOU CAN’T MAKE ME
I HAVE MY OWN WAYS OF REFORMING MYSELF RATHER THAN LISTENING TO IDIOTS IN THERE
THE ONLY ****** I AM IS A YOUTUBE ONE
AND I IF I SEE ANYONE FROM THERE, I SAY I BETTER LEAVE THEM ALONE
AND THEY WILL COME HOME, TO TELL ME THEIR PROBLEMS, AS IF I CAN HELP OH ****
MY PARENTS WANTED ME TO GO TO REHAB, BUT I SAY NO
MY LIFE IS SITTING ON THE COUCH WITH MY TAPESTRY AND COKE AND COMPUTER, OH YEAH
AND NOW, A SAILOR WENT TO SEA SEA SEA, TO SEE WHAT HE CAN SEE SEE SEE
AND ALL THAT HE CAN SEE SEE SEE, WAS A PACKET OF CHEDDAR CHEESE CCs
AND BRIAN ALLAN YELLED OUT WHERE’S THE SALSA, MY DEAR BOY
MY PARENTS WANT ME TO GO TO REHAB AND I SAY NO
REHAB IS A PLACE FOR LOSERWS
AND I SAY NO, I DON’T WANT TO LEAVE MY COMPUTER, OR MY ART
JUST TO GET YELLED AT IN REHAB, NO NO NO NO NO
THE ONLY ****** IN ME IS AC YOUTUBE ******
I AM OBSSESED WITH YOUTUBE AND MY ART
IF YOU WANT ME BACK IN REHAB, YOU CAN GO AND KISS MY ***
CAUSE I HATE REHAB, WITH A PASSION, DUDES
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 7:52 PM UTC
I am the ME within MYSELF
I am the ONE , I reach out to help .
Erratically I strive to care for all
Yet I am the One I care for in all !
Being at peace with MYSELF , I parole MYSELF to ME .
Like a poet consumed in Me , I strive to write a thousand words and the only ones I write is ME !
Being wrapped up in MYSELF,
Laden with Self- Absorbing , self -Obssesed ,self-Solipsistic jewels .
Consumed in the beauty of MYSELF,
I surrender MYSELF to ME !
Being self- seeking and in solidarity with MYSELF ,
Loving MYSELF and letting ME be ,
MY whole world surrounds only ME !
Unconditionally possessive of My stature,
I am a self-centered creature !
Not an element of pain , nor a element of gain .
Being Incarcerated to ME , I Yearn never to be free !
© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar
Mar 9, 2019
Mar 9, 2019 at 3:47 AM UTC
The soul wants to get out of the body,
it pushes hard through the eyes.
I sight a plane far up high in the night sky
and I realize I am obssesed with freedom, a new sunrise.
The plane disappears behind a tall building
taking away the oportunity of being free in this city of the unkind.
Where is the kid I used to be? Where did she go?
Where is the love I used to breathe?
And I think, I wonder
why was it that we wanted to grow up?
Aug 13, 2019
Aug 13, 2019 at 10:09 AM UTC
Looking behind,
into my past.
The emotions.
The tears.
The poems.
I dwelled on what I felt,
and possibly did not.
I wrote of deep sadness,
and the agony of a fragile heart.
I was lacking something.
That something,
was joy.
Yes,
I have always been a gentle soul.
Never much anger,
only a small pinch of frustration.
But you see,
it had never meant much
because I dwelled on that sadness.
We become so caught up in these
small insignificant set backs..
that we forget the joy,
that is life.
I have all the typical needs in life.
Food.
Water.
Shelter, a family, friends,
and most importantly Jesus in my heart.
I have more than I could want.
Sometimes,
I become obssesed in the items,
the price, and glamour.
As I sit hear,
coffee in my hand,
I have come to a realization.
I have everything I could need and want.
I lacked appreciation.
Each day,
I hope to continue forward and count my wonderful blessings.
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 12:00 PM UTC
do you like to give pain
distribute it like a drug
are you that obssesed
you can't live without it
do you dream
about the torture
while you plot more
to give the next day
why do you feel
you need to play
the bad guy
all the time
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 11:00 AM UTC
you're a shark and I'm swimming
your kisses make me peak
I'll paint your world red
Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 11:30 AM UTC