"okey" poems
When everything dies an angel plays a tune
When everything leaves me is it bad to assume
That hatred is what keeps me strong ?
Though I could be wrong...
First mother then father now even my grandpa
Have all disappeared...like the lirycs of a forgotten song
Another day ends in defeat, another time I end up beat
Whats the point of ever even trying ?
If I would say that I am okey I would be lying
Its fine to die...we are all the same
Here hold this determinded flame...
Its all I have left....
Will someone take my hand ?
Or did my life already begin to end,
Like my father who has pathetically killed himself
A Umi who is left without any friend
Is worth nothing at all, maybe this is the right time, to take my fall
I cant take this anymore, not the blood I bled,
My vision begins to slowly turn red
Is this what is called fate ? Is this what I get ?
But we are not our past...not our fears..
Please someone rest with me...
Let me breathe and set me free,
Even if this wretched world with all its flaws might be beautiful
I don't want to be part of it anymore,
I want to rise into the heavens and soar..
I want to be free
HELP ME
~ Umi
Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 10:31 AM UTC
Anak kumusta na ang Dodoy ko diyan sa syudad, Masaya ka ba diyan , ha?
Kami ng itay mo at ng mga kapatid mo dito ay ayos naman.
Natanggap ko nga pala yung sulat mo nakaraang lingo alam kong mahirap mabuhay at mag-aral dyan sa syudad anak, pagbutihan mulang at mairaraos ka rin namin.
At yung itay mo hindi na umiinum ng alak at di na naglalasing, meron na rin siyang tatlong-daang katao na under sa kanya. Sa sobrang busy niya nga sa trabahao, hindi niya na nga masabi mensahe niya para sayo ngayon, nasa trabaho kase siya naglilinis at nagdadamo sa sementeryo.
Nanganak na nga pala ate mo kaso di pa namin nakikita ang yung bata, di pa tuloy naming alam kung tito kana o tita, kaya dodoy tulungan mo kaming magdasal nasana maging tita ka para di matigas ang ulo ng bata at di magmana sa kuya mo.
Nandoon sa bundok nagtatraining sa Army, eh nakapagtataka may mga baril wala namang uniporme.
Okey naman ang lagay ng panahon dito sa atin, dalawang beses lang umulan ngayong lingo. Noong una tatlong araw tas nung sumunod apat na araw naman.
Ang itay mo okey lang din, naalala mo na yung sinabi ng doktor na mabubulag na daw siya buti nalang pumunta kami sa albularyo nakaraang lingo at pinigaan siya nang binendisyonang kalamansi, ipapatak daw yun sa mata ng itay mo at gagaling na daw ang katarata niya sa makalawa.
Anak wag ka magalala sinusulat ko to nang dahan-dahan, alam ko naming di ka mabilis bumasa.
P.S. Maglalagay sana ako ng pera sa sobre kaso nalawayan ko na anak, di bale sa sususnod na buwan nalang ako magpapadala ng pera sa iyo anak, magaral ka ng mabuti!
Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 1:42 AM UTC
I have been forced,
Out of domicile,
And now **** bored,
With sojourners' world worthwhile.
I used to love phones,
It's versatility in functioning,
Obeying instructions at all zones,
I loved making calls and chatting .
That was long ago ,
When it made me feel at home,
Simply chatting could let go ,
Steam and heartbreak loom.
Not now at this century ,
Where them need airtime to pick a call,
Where successive missed calls arouse no worry,
When they no bother reply at all.
I won't lower my self -esteem,
Not because of them dissaproval,
That I aint classy and fit for hymn,
Its okey if u take me for a mall.
Needless fight a loosing battle anymore ,
You won't torture me again as u laugh,
Beaming is me at nirvana jaw,
I declare enough is enough.
Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 4:10 PM UTC
I dated two robots yesterdays
Both were programmed to service me well
We did things
In the same
good old
learned order
of doing things
And after sunset
we kissed
at the beach
With one -
our feet touching
With the other -
our view inviting
the rush of salty waves
Alas
Both robots could suddenly
not speak
One even bluffed
he had a virus in throat
AI intelligence?!
jaa ha ha
The other was hanging just with
With variations of
what do you feels
Tell me your fantasy s
‘Don't think
tell me whatever comes first’ s
And
I believe
And
I say
But
Mine is what he can't understand
His’ is
I think a drink on the beach
But unfortunately I don't drink
Using coconut biotica only
These days
Ahhahhaa
...
While they chatted so well!
Without any error of a word to spell!
…
I dated two robots yesterday
That sighed only to say
I can't believe I am holding yous
How much I missed yous
Hugging robots
Vibrating robots
Robots with small mouth and twister tongue
Ready to penetrate into mine at a slightest chance of an opening
A disguised disgust of my sincere failure
not towards the robot but myself
Hiding you still under my palate
from where the soma of your love drips
Now as if forcefully been replaced
to a taste of this preprogrammed chatalike
Have they lost their voice because of my best dress
or maybe the fantasy of the sandy bikini
which they will never see
in the dark wherein
Both hiding their face
But I see
By my loose body parts
Maybe a lookalike
But I ain't no robot
Oh my sandy bikini
Oh Chosen so carefully
To rejuvenate their fantasy
a different pattern for each-
yes. I do take care of that!
Stays now
as an Everly Brothers’ dream
In my mind only
But
My ‘okey ‘ is an ensuring
‘yes yes’ the Indian way
Of course
They did their best
Seriously
Thus
A big CHAPEAU
For the zest
That obviously still can break china hearts
I took it as a test
To get to know me better
Let me be broken through your dream
Let me cry and shake and perceive an angry cloudy color world
let my remains of china burst
I dated two robots yesterdays
while expecting for a man
Thankfully though
these are yesterdays
Today I met a true man
A gypsy
We will date sometime
Play tabla and darbuka
Drink dance and sing
And sleep
To salute the sun
early in the morning
At the beach
Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 2:58 AM UTC
Oh mark the words which I do say,
Who knows..tomorrow could be our last day
When you understand that it is true it will be too late,
It is said that each soul has it's given date
Oh my children, your mothers embrace cannot protect you
You will face your God...if you only knew
Please my children purify your very deeds
After all this is what it needs
To past the test..please promise me to do your very best
Death can come without any warning; an unwanted guest
Come on my children let us pray,
That our sins do not weigh (too much)
Please my children do not sigh..its really okey to cry
Once your soul is about to leave, God is the only one to rely
Once you withness you breathe, one last time, you are about to die
At last it will come to heaven or hell
This is why my children, I tell you to choose your actions well..
Be good..alright ?
~Umi
Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 1:43 PM UTC
You can acknowledge the emptiness at the core of your being
or go crazy when the world goes crazy.
The numbers of us overwhelm,
an impending tsunami,
my hopeful eulogy about our responsibilities to each other,
2 jobs 2 hobbies,
the biomass in the crosswalks,
fears that rend and own us,
the Muslim-Judeo-Christian condition.
Your soul is immortal,
it exists outside of politics and poker. Just kidding.
Forgotten, forgiven and foregone.
A man’s ego needs no encouragement.
“I’m gonna be huge when I’m dead,” John said
last time we spoke.
Life is fine!
tough
the reward for our colossal imperfections
a back and forth game
the rivers and selfies of an empire
daily low intensity warfare
Good
a gift
not a curse
new, so let go
a veil, thin if one doesn’t believe in mystery
like all things that are forever changing but always remain the same
thriving after five nights of steady rain
enjoying the passage of time
or will be good
but a dream
okey doke, short, a lazy-eyed tiger
Apr 12, 2022
Apr 12, 2022 at 7:27 AM UTC
How much i love it,
she knows well,
eyes curiously down-
at me eating squid;
the eight armed cephalopod,
soft and dainty to eat,
in more ways than one,
now spread eagled in my front,
"I could eat you too
if you wish" I banter,
she looks at me mischievously as if
it's more than a joke,
and shakes head.
"Would I be as dainty
as such a fish?" she asks,
as if she is serious to get an answer,
flashing those expressive eyelashes,
clearly in a way I can see what it means!
"Yes, bilateral symmetry I have,
but not eight arms, is it okey?"
She knows all about my tastes,
(who would, if she doesn't?)
squids, octopus and the like
and clams...ooh, i love them, so much
bit sticky stuff, yes I like to mess up a bit,
that way, isn't it exciting?
I relish, squid and cuttle fish,
till I am fully satisfied.
Was she a fish in my waters?
To tell you the secret: she wasn't.
she was an octopus!
wily? yes, but lovable.
who strung me with,
her soft, supple tentacles!
Imposing her sweet wishes
on my senses,
eventually her wishes
become my commands,
to the end,
till she asks,
no more.
)O(
Aug 14, 2012
Aug 14, 2012 at 8:46 AM UTC
6:45,
this sounds a bit Agatha Christie as if the 45 is out to get me and the 6 being an innocent bystander had a gander anyway.
Well whadaya know Cockney rhyming gets in on the show.
Goosey, Goosey
where's our Lucy did Desi get his bride?
Okey choke me Arbroath smokies,
I love a bit of fish
I wish
I wish
and then I pop
will wishing ever make me stop?
Going down to Chinatown
A west end luxury
Peeking at a Peking duck
Which will in turn, turn around to be
a chicken.
Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 2:07 AM UTC
I’m going to spend more time with my parents
I was watching my dad last night
He’s really ******* rigorous about
Not dealing with negative emotion
I was watching him
It’s almost a joke amongst my sisters
That he goes into a dark mood inside himself
I was watching him by the computer
Seeing him as an aged child
Rather than as someone
Who has always been an adult
His head dipped slightly
And you could see him slightly
Think – ugh – I’m going to die
And he blinked to himself a moment
And then he was like, “Okey dokey,
Time to deal with Easyjet check in.”
I’ve got to give up smoking
Just to make my mum happy.
Nov 24, 2011
Nov 24, 2011 at 4:28 PM UTC
It is perfectly fine if you lose
It is okey if you need break
But it is totally shamefull
If you don't learn from
your mistake
It is perfectly fine if you fail
It is okey if you need to cry
But it is truly shamefull
If you giveup and never try
When you're hit by failure;
Success is the only cure
So get back to fight like
a warrior
There is'nt any better
experience than failure!
---de3pak
Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 10:05 AM UTC
Binges, binge this, binge that.
Never tried twack, nor crack,
40+ Unisom Sleep Gels,
Put me in some intense sleep spells.
Tried my first Xan,
ate all 14 blues in my hand.
Still hadn't even had ***
Didn't have a phone to text.
I ate 63 Unisom this time,
but I knew I felt fine.
Walked in the night through my town,
till those Webb City cops had to put me down.
Got a really awesome plug,
taught me how to deal and ****
Tried twak, crack and sold it to my city,
I could get a gram for fifty.
Caught my first DWI,
dude I'm not drunk! but I was high.
I sat in the Jasper County Jail,
read all the bible while I was in my cell.
Got my best friend pregnant,
man life was really pleasant.
4 months my seed dies,
only God could hear my cries.
7 bottles of cough suppressant,
God came to me in my coma segment.
I had no intentions of turning away,
I was living my life day for day.
Shot my first handgun,
I started my life on the run.
I hated the world and I hated myself,
I had everything except for help.
3 hits of acid, 1 bottle of cough syrup, some **** DMT, and Hash.
My 20th birthday had to be a bash.
I saw a dragon hatch from the sky,
I swore we all were gonna die.
I couldn't wait for the world to end,
I had not a single friend everyone was for pretend.
Started going by Okey Dokey,
caused more mischief than Loki!
I wound myself down with a girl,
I thought she was my world.
We thought we were in love,
but we just loved to rub.
Left her after a week of being locked up,
I wanted to be like a lotus that grows from the muck.
I found a relationship with my Lord and Saviour,
I couldn't believe that what he had set for me later!
Turning the age of 22 and confined,
I was started to see becoming less blind.
I was baptized in the jail,
I gave up my feelings to fail!
Now here I am,
becoming a man.
I live in a Church now,
may peace and love be with you, Chow!
Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 9:47 PM UTC
Okey, I understand
I’m not the most attractive person,
and my reserved personality
which would rather listen than to
be the center of attention.
I see the good and in some way
I fall in love with everyone around me
I’ll love the way you smile
or how you talk with such passion
about the things that bring you happiness .
I’ll admire your tears, hurt
and what you show me
that are concealed from others
I love you in one way or the other.
May 20, 2013
May 20, 2013 at 9:03 PM UTC
Shouting about to all of my homies
Outlaw, Warsaw, even lil Hacksaw
There's something afoot
It's a real hot poppin'
They say, WHAT
I say, YEAH, They all say, NAH
I said, something not right
It's still not a stoppin'
They said, Oh man
I said, Oh man
Everyone in da house shouted
Oh man
The building is on fire
Everybody get on down
Keepin’ da flow, at a very low key
Get your self way out, spoke he
Everyone in da house yelled, Okey-Dokey
'Cause no one wants to be
Miss USA, runner up, say WHO
Nup
Everyone in da house shouted, Oh man
Oh, we bounced on out of there
We be gettin' in nobody's way
Uh-Uh
We're not gunna pop, in someone else's fire
Not today....
Dec 18, 2019
Dec 18, 2019 at 6:04 PM UTC
Umiiyak sa bandang huli
Nang masagot ang tanging tanong
Natinago ng ilang taon
Mga nararamdamang itinabi
Akala ko magiging okey pagsinabi
At ipinagtapat na walang pagaalinlangan
Ang nararamdaman ng puso't isipan
Ngunit akoy nagkamali
Dahil kamiy ipinagtagpo ng mali
Sa panahong may ibang nagmamay-ari
At nakatali sa mga na unang pangako
Nabinitawan sa inakalang mahalaga na tao
Kayat itoy nasagot ng masasakit na patak
At naiwan ang pusong wasak
Dahil ipinilit na ipinagtapat
Ang nararamdaman na higit pa sa sapat na di dapat
Sep 12, 2017
Sep 12, 2017 at 8:18 AM UTC
I'd like to think,
That,
From the moment I met you,
I fell inlove with you.
But reality is,
I didn't.
I fell in love with you,
When we couldn't stop texting.
I fell in love with you,
When we spoke for hours on the phone.
I fell in love with you,
When the sight of you
made my heart jump and my palms sweat,
Like it does this very day.
I fell in love with you,
When I started acting all cool and awkward
so I wouldn't make a fool of myself
In front of you.
I fell in love with you,
When you laughed at my jokes
and smiled at me.
I fell in love with you,
When you listened to me complaint
about everything under the sun.
I fell in love with you,
When you put your hand on my shoulder
and told me it would be okey.
I fell in love with you,
As we said goodbye for the first time.
I fell in love with you,
When you rejoiced everytime I came home.
I fell in love with you,
As we fell asleep in movies.
I fell in love with you,
Through the times you loved others.
I fell in love with you,
On the day you told me
you loved me.
I fell in love with you,
As "I Do's" rolled away from our tongues
and we shared out first kiss.
I fell in love with you,
Holding our babies
watching them grow up.
I fell in love with you,
As you hold my hand,
And breathe your last.
So I guess,
It suffices to say,
I fell in love with you,
When I first met you,
And we smiled at each other.
Mar 15, 2012
Mar 15, 2012 at 8:31 AM UTC
Just because I seem strong doesn’t mean I can be left all by myself.
Just because I wasn’t crying doesn’t mean I didn’t care.
Just because I wasn’t writing you doesn’t mean I didn’t want to talk
Just because I left doesn’t mean I didn’t want to stay
When I say it’s okey, it wasn’t, can you finally get it?
How could you take your soul away from me?
Leaving me with empty whole
That hurts every morning
Was it love if I’m so replaceable?
Just because I seem strong, doesn’t mean I will survive your lost.
Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 1:59 PM UTC
Beats!!!.....mmmh
Beats and weather,
flying from my haters like feathers
The music is so loud
I can't hear you beggers
Click
Why hate fears,am with all my peers
Worst worst worst. Flagitious
Always under me you can never understand me
Up in tha sky,shining like never
My future so bright,"nightmares" a reality
Click... uhuh
Imma knock your head off 'huh' am I a sadist??
Remember me on the stairs
With my eleven tears
Praying wishing hoping for your extinction
If you can't relate,i will finish you with spears
Click....click..huh
Listen up clickers
Am a winner with no wings
A kisser with no lips
a Knight with no armour
When I slice you wide open;I'll leave you for the cheetahs"
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 12:40 PM UTC
¿Qué hemos de hacer nosotros los negros
que no sabemos ni leer?
Fregar escupideras en los grandes hoteles
encerar y barrer
manejar ascensores
en el Gran Club servirles de beber
o hacer que el cadillac sea más lujoso
vistiendo la librea de chofer.
Tenemos la respuesta siempre lista:
en París "oui, monsieur"
y en Georgia, en Lousiana o en Virginia
un eterno "yes sir..."
Los negros, pobres negros de este mundo
¿qué cosa hemos de hacer
debiendo de comer todos los días
(y a veces sin comer)?
Bajar la testa reverente
y a lo mismo de ayer.
Hasta que llega un blanco y "nos descubre"
nos mete al ring
y aquí comienza para mal de males
el principio del fin
Footing, training, sombra;
saco, pera, soga;
upper cuta
hook
cross.
Duchazos, masajes,
fotos, reportajes.
¡Okey, boss...!
El cañaveral de mi lejana tierra
me dio estos fuertes bíceps.
Los buques cargueros de todos los muelles
me dieron envidiable complexión.
Y corriendo, voceando millones de diarios
fortalecí
muslo
pierna
y
pie.
Ahora, en el Madison Square Garden
de New York,
dice mi manager:
¡No whisky!
¡No tobacco!
¡No girls!
(No money)
Negros acomodadores
ubican a los blancos en ring side.
Perder esta pelea
significa volver con ellos:
Con Blackie de Maniatan.
Con Brown de Alabama
Con "Nando" Rodríguez de Puerto Rico
...y entonces
no whiksy
no tobacco
no girls
no money
and
¡knock-out!
My challenger
es ***** como yo
Si pierde le espera lo mismo
(Aquí los únicos
que nunca pierden
son nuestros managers y el promotor).
Comienza el round, voy hacia el centro
-en este plan voy a perder-
este es el round numero trece
¡voy a demostrarle quién es quién!
Me está llevando hacia una esquina,
si caigo aquí me cuentan diez.
¡Virgen del Cobre estoy perdido!
No puedo ver
No... pue.. do... ver...
La gente aplaude al que me mata
El referee no dice "break".
Que mi mujer no sepa nada...
Mi nombre es BENNY "KID" PARET.
923
'let's skin up a spliff', said Joe, as he sniffs up the last of the coke,
'Okey dokey', says Fred.already out of his head on the ketamine cocktail,
'Sue wants some too', said Sue from the floor who'd had a bit more than Joe.
That's how the day goes with the highs and the lows when you're blowing your mind, and it's a bind doing much when you're so out of touch,so you sniff a bit more and join Sue on the floor,
then
skin up a spliff.
Aug 3, 2014
Aug 3, 2014 at 12:46 AM UTC
Someday we'll be together, okey?
I'll lay in your arms again, okey?
This isn't the last time I'll see you, okey?
I hope I'm the only one, okey?
I love you, okey?
Please love me, okey?
Don't leave me, okey?
Okey?
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 4:41 PM UTC
Am James
I don't know, but I think am James
Sometimes they call me
Play bbb
boy I know am a mess
Living life on stress
Which leads to depress
maybe meds
hell I don't know
Sssawing what's left of my shells
It's strange I've not seen death
after devouring all this ****
a crack head
on C o i n,C o a l, *******
I got it, it's *******
or whatever
just shut the **** up
You see
Youuuu'evvvv disoriented me
iiiiiiiii hate you
where was i
ME. Writing a poem
Him. No
Me. Writing a book, your will, maybe your eulogy
Him noo (frustrated)
ME. You were sniffing something
Him. Yessss, give it back, where is it
MeIn your hand
Him . sniffs (groans) this is great
Me... Errrrm, Okey... Maybe we can get back to the novel you were writing sniffing or puffing
hell I don't know
but
book me a bedsitter
I could use some hot sleep
it's cold out here
Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 1:46 AM UTC
A tight squeeze,
reassuring me that he is still there,
and everything will be okey.
Looking at the hands,
interlocked.
Hands that will wither,
and grow old,
together.
A slap on the back,
slightly harder than intended,
letting me know it was all in good fun.
Reassuring me that this friendship is real,
and valued.
A little hand in mine,
holding tightly,
as we weave through people.
I am telling him that he is safe,
with me.
Rough hands help me off the ground,
like they have numerous times before,
they are always there for me,
catching me whenever I fall.
Hand tell stories words can not,
they convey emotions that are ineffable.
Where words fail,
hands sing.
Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 7:39 PM UTC
To all of you who thought
I took it like a champ
I didn't
I cried like a child
I drank like a fish
I clung to ideas
That couldn't hold up the weight
Of my curiosity
I looked for easy ways out
I begged God to make things
the way they were before
To change my past
I searched and found all my flaws
And tried to **** them
To be good enough
To be what I used to be
I crawled and moped
And blamed myself for everything
While being hardly able to do anything
but sleep
When you saw me
You saw an actor
So unsure of his role
That he hammed it up
Every smile, display of happyness
The mirror reaction
To the true inside death
I was not okey
I was not a champ
I was alone for the first time
Since I was a boy
Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 3:36 PM UTC
On that day you will shed your tears...
And'll give me a farewell...
Without a hope you'll cry out my name..
From far away from the sky...I'll smile as a twinkling star....bcz
I missed your care so much...
Never get sad for it
I am okey for what I've got ....
Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 1:09 PM UTC
He tilted his head “Okey doke, it’s almost time to go
– I’ve got a yoga teacher next, down in the Grove.
For you, it’s time to write the silence for a while,
to write the unsaid, to shelve meek and mild.
“Write the inner anger, the notes of distress.
Write what it was that you wished you had said.
Write all the things you’ve been meaning to say.
Write all the feelings you’d wished you’d conveyed.
“Write what it was you had meant to do,
what you intended that so frightened you.
What was it that you’ve let fall in between
your long dead silence and your unsaid scream?
“See if your volume will go above minimum
without it scaring you and leaving you frozen.
Go shape the words and say them out loud
find what it’s like to make fiercer sounds.
“Cos I’ve been so bored, sitting here listening
to nothing but you sat saying your nothing.
Go write your silence and come back around.
And let’s see if you’ve something worth writing about.”
Jun 19, 2022
Jun 19, 2022 at 2:53 PM UTC