"oohh" poems
I AM NOT DEEP.
I just think alot
I'm not weak
I just feel alot
I'm not probing
I just see alot
they whisper
oohh "she so deep"
I ain't loud
I just make words
echo when I speak
I am not
deep,
simply because
I utilize
my mind
to think!
Nothing more
far from less
than just another
intellectual
poetry freak
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 10:46 AM UTC
There's a feeling some music
Gives a person in the morning
Driving to work or grabbing coffee
Early before the sun , naked
In their kitchen, in the mess
Last night was a long one, they whisper
It's the music that makes you feel -
When you close your eyes,
Singing along with your heart,
As if you had just walked into
A room full of old friends & new ones
They cheer as you walk in
Because it's been a while this time
But you haven't skipped a beat
The music plays louder in your head
You start moving them shoulders
The headache isn't so bad anymore
-You take a look of the view outside-
They 're all happy to see you
The music gets even louder now
So you scream aloud, "Oooh OOooh!"
"Oohh ohh ohhh ohhh"
You throw around the stones
And nobody gets hurt, so you dance on
Taking in the misery, glory, and truth
They all hold up their glass in anticipation
She comes up to you with a smile,
"Oh baby why you wait so long?"
You take a look around your place
Realizing how many memories we got
**** it ain't gonna hurt too bad
Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 11:30 AM UTC
three sets of withered, wrinkly hands
with chipped
tired
pale-pink nailpolish
flutter in the air,
describing.
three froofy perms
one browny-gray
one white
one salt and pepper
bob
jutting forward,
one
wobbles a little.
Grandma wears
a green-foam party hat
with a thin, white elastic band
that runs under her wrinkled chin
it sits atop her fuzzy perm
comically...
she smiles
at me.
"Ah! my cappuccino! you remembered i like it, didn't you?"
she chucks her great-granddaughter
under the chin,
grins
"oohh! look at these gardening gloves! Cidi! look at these gloves! i like the green ones."
she hands them to her white-haired sister
aunt cidi told me
this year she is
ninety-one
oh, and the gloves were really
blue.
aunt cidi
misses uncle harland
he was buried three or four years ago
in his uniform
i remember sitting next to him
at awkward family reunions
eating hotdogs
i never saw so much mustard
in my life
he could never hear me
when i tried to talk to him
but he smiled
anyway.
the talk turns serious
suddenly
over our black coffee
crossed legs
sweaters
and chocolate cake
grandma turns grim
in her lime-green party hat
"did you end up killing that trumpet vine in your yard, Jeanie?"
aunt jeanie's head wobbles a bit
she squints
wrinkles her nose
"i TRIED to!"
she scowls.
schemes of ******
plotted by three chunky-earringed
sweet
old ladies
who are a little late
for the 1940's
but never too late
for a handsome
soldier
"we're older..."
says aunt jeanie
"but not THAT old!"
they all
giggle.
May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 7:42 PM UTC
Don't try to explain to your mind I don't know what is happening here one minute it's love and suddenly one word turn into a battlefield. Why is it that smallest things that tear us all down? I'm not here without a shield, can't go back now both hands behind my back! Oh no these time we climb so fast only to fall again! Why have we got to fall for it now? I never to start a war you know I never meant to hurt you don't know what we are fighting for. Oh why dose love feel like a battlefield?
Is this what love feel like this?... I can't swallow that pride nether of us want to raise the flag mmmm... If we can't surrender then we are going to lose what we have oh no! Both hands tied behind my back for nothing oh no these time we climb so fast we fall again! I don't want to for it now I never meant to start a war you know I never want to hurt you. Don't even know what we fighting. Oh why dose love always fell like a battlefield?
Guess you better go and get your armour, We could pretend that we friends tonight and in the morning we wake up and it will be alright because maybe we done have to fight and I don't want this love to feel like a battlefield? Oh why dose love fell like a battlefield?
Guess you you better go and get your armour, I never meant to start a war you know I never want to hurt you I don't what we are fighting for. Why does love always feel like a battlefield? Why dose love always fell likes battlefield?
Guess you better go and get your armour, why dose love always feel like a (oohh....) why dose love always feel like a battlefield? I never meant to start a war I don't even know what we fighting for, I never meant it to start a war I don't know even know what we are fighting for?....
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 7:48 AM UTC
Pay attention everyone said Lilliput
I have an important announcement
We're going to have a wonderful picnic
For our family on Thursday , poppits only
The groans were heard all over the palace
Are we riding there , asked Horsey Anne
No we jolly well are not
And you scrum half Zara , are not either
We're motorcading it , without staff
Another really loud royal moan
We are each taking everything we need
And that includes you ex pork of York
'OOHH NNOO' she gurgly grunted
Less of that , and NO toe suckers allowed
Nor arrive in a kiddies helicopter either
And you Wills missus more clothing
You make my blue blood run cold
Next Thursday then , you picnickers
What have you brought asked Lilliput
Silver knives and forks hoarsed Anne
Paper plates grunted Flossy Fergie
Plastic cups , whimpered Wills missus
Lav paper for tissues, gidded up Zara
Big tablecloth bellowed Camilla
Have none of you brought food said Lilliput
'NO' they all mardily whinnied
None of us even thought about it
And you mumsy H.R.H. what have you brought
'NOBODY questions me , you pipsqueaks
LET'S ALL GO HOME NOW !
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 2:53 AM UTC
If you could see the way she looks at you
you would know
But you're busy building walls of doubt
nursung weary what-ifs
like feeding gremlins after midnight
I have this picture of the both of you
You are staring off into your imagination
always just above the horizon
And she is laughing
at something you said
She is looking right at you
smiling honest
Only you can make her laugh like that
Only you
I guess some of us need it spelled out
Our egos need to be reminded
You are not always going to be her favorite everything
You are not the best
But for whatever reason she chose you
Chose you like a raffle ticket
from a barrel full of so much better
You are not a jackpot
she is not a jackpot
but you both have won something
You're both walking away with what you came here for
You break her heart some days
How her eyes sadden
and she does that thing that girls do
you know
when they go
awww but it's pronounced oohh
(Men love that sound)
I see the tremble in her arms
the hesitation to hold your head to her *******
But your signals cross
and you beat yourself up later
for not acting differently
because she might fall in love with you
if you had done things differently
You can't act your way into a relationship
If you're not being yourself
You're being somebody else
and in that case
she's better off with that other guy
It makes me wonder about lightbulbs
and how many people it takes to ***** them in
depending on your occupation
I wonder how many pairs of eyes it takes
to notice what love looks like
Because if you could see the way she looks at you
you would know
and the only thing you might do differently
is continue to be yourself
Apr 27, 2012
Apr 27, 2012 at 7:13 AM UTC
I lick my lips,
Then tenderly kiss your neck,
I hold your waist with sweet caress,
My hands appear rugged
But have a soft touch,
I want you to feel my Love,
My Love,
So my fingers rub your cheek
While whispering in your ear
"You're A Blessing"
Then look into your eyes
Which are filled with anticipation
And ask if you're ready,
For me to pleasure
One of God's greatest creations,
Your Body
I hear the quiet gulp
And the word trips and stumbles
Out of your mouth
timidly Yes, confidently ravish Me,
I take my tongue since I no longer need it for talking,
And stroke it around the rim of your lips , ever so slowly,
I feel your breathe breathing me in,
So I hold the back of your neck
And kiss you Deep , Oohh so deep,
**** these lips as if they were candy from my childhood,
And bring you into Me
I start to unbutton your blouse
TO BE CONTINUED
May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 7:37 PM UTC
Could I blame him? He asked me to sing his favorite John Mayer song. Then the curtains fell from their state of grace, but there wasn’t any need to hang them until we finished; by then the windows had all fogged up. I didn’t know the lyrics to the song, so instead he had me struggling for the words to say. Because when the body struggles under another body’s weight, words become incoherent, obsolete, and syllables become the only words you need. Bated, gasping, ugh, unh, oohh. Our, he, his, my, I. I had invited him to our house. I laid him on our bed. He took his shoes off of his own accord, because to his (mis)understanding, it was my house.
Dec 12, 2013
Dec 12, 2013 at 12:51 PM UTC
"Are you jealous?" You tease.
I try to reply with a smart *** remark to cover up my jealousy.
"Oohh.. You're jealous!" You coo in a teasing manner.
"Absolutely not." I lie.
"Yes you are" you tease me more.
"Absolutely...not!" I cry.
"Whatever." You snort.
You leave,
A smirk on your face.
It was as if you knew I was lying.
But was I?
Absolutely not.
Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 5:47 PM UTC
How it feels like to stay outside during the rainy days
While enjoying the feeling of getting wet
The feeling of standing at the tip of the boat
In the middle of the ocean
Driving out of town, in full blast stereos
Ice creams and parks
Chills of a -0 temperature, and a warm pillow
Discover different cultures
Letters <3
Sleep overs
This is getting shorter and shorter…
View deck, skies, stars, galaxies
Bonfire
Reaching the highest note, experiencing glass brakes
The feeling of being as skinny as a hanger >.< no!
Touching the ocean floor
The feeling of being the painter who painted Mona Lisa
Natural glossy hair
Oohh...A vision of selfishness….. >.<
Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 3:19 PM UTC
You showed him all the best of you
But I'm afraid
Your best wasn't good enough.
I know he never wanted you
At least not the way
You wanted yourself to be loved
And you feel like you were a mistake.
He's not worth all those tears that won't go away
I wish you could see that.
Still you try to impress him
But he never will listen
Oh broken angel
Were you sad when he
Crushed all your dreams?
Oh broken angel
Inside your dying
'Cause you can't believe
Oh you can't believe
And now you've grown up
With this notion that you were to blame.
And you seem so strong sometimes
But I know that you still feel the same.
As that little girl
Who shines like an angel.
Even after his lazy heart
Put you through hell.
I wish you could see that
Still you try to impress him
But he never will listen
Oh broken angel
Were you sad when
He crushed all your dreams?
Oohh broken angel
Inside your dying 'cause
You can't believe
He would leave you alone
And leave you so cold
When you were his daughter
But the blood in your veins
As you carry his name
Turns thinner than water
Nov 25, 2013
Nov 25, 2013 at 11:27 AM UTC
Are you wanking in your stockings in the halls.
It's time that us guys **** and squeeze our *****
We will ride an ugly old old dear
It's their ***** we want to slay
We'd love to **** you silly for the day
[Chorus:]
So here it is merry **** time
Everybody show your ***
look at our arseholes now
We really need to ***
Are you waiting for the fat slags to arrive?
I'm sure their big ***** have plenty room inside
The old ***** always tell you
That their ***** are the best
And their ***** are better than the rest
[Chorus:]
So here it is, Merry **** time
Everybody show your ***
Look at our hairy *****
We really need to ***
Who are you going to do
When your mother has her bit of a *****
Oooh oo oooh oohh
Are you wanking in your stockings in the halls
We'll **** your old fat mother when she calls
We will **** her on the hillside
That's where she will get laid
We'll *** deep inside her
When her legs are splayed
[Chorus:]
So here it is. Merry **** time
Everybody show your ***
Look at our **** holes now
We really want to ***
So here it is, Merry **** time
Everybody show your ***
Look at *** holes now
We really need to ***
So here it is, Merry **** time
Everybody wants a ***
Take your knickers down
We always need to ***
So here it is, Merry **** time
Everybody wants a ***
(It's **** time!)
Get up her ******** now
We really need to ***
Aug 14, 2017
Aug 14, 2017 at 12:05 PM UTC