"prob" poems
[Intoxicated by Freemasons is playing in the background]
(A smokin' hot intoxicated woman walks up to me initiating a conversation in the club.)
Kadija: Hey I couldn't help but notice your gorgeous self from across the room!
Me: I can definitely say the same about you. Matter of fact I'm saying it right now because I'm a free spirit lol.
(We both laughed)
Kadija: You're so **** hot!
(She grabs my face and starts making out with me very passionately.)
(The kiss lingers for about a minute and a half.)
(She then breaks the kiss. Both of us gasp for breath.)
Me: You're pretty ******* hot too!
Kadija: Can you sign my *****
Me: Sure I love signing chicks ***** It's one of the best **** party favors in America!
Kadija: I know right!
(She pulls her top down flashing her beautiful tan ***** and tan *******
(She briefly rubs/twists her *******
(I sign her ***** and put a smiley emoji along with a smiley with shades finishing her off with a deep kiss on each of her ***** giving a little bit of tongue swirling action across her *******
Kadija: Whoo! Hell yeah!
(She shakes her ***** from side to side and briefly jumps and down. I was mesmerized by the way they were moving up and down then puts them back into her top.)
Kadija: Thanks for the kiss babe!
Me: No prob. You have beautiful ******* I like them.
Kadija: They like you too lol.
(Grinning from ear to ear I smile.)
Kadija: Come on baby give them a squeeze lol.
(I grab her ******* and squeeze them.)
(She grips my **** through my pants and starts rubbing it.)
Kadija: Mmm thanks babe. These ***** have been needing a little TLC anyway. They've been bored to death and needed a little fun and excitement.
(We both laughed again.)
Kadija: But if you really wanna see them in action there is a bathroom right behind us.
Me: I'm down
Kadija: Come on baby let's go.
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 2:40 PM UTC
Our old uncle, Daedalus,
he'd grin when he spoke to us
His mouth was missing teeth
and so his wisdom flowed out free
He always smelled of cheap cigars
alleyways and corner bars
He'd tell us he had seen the world
and this was his decree:
"Don't fly too high, you little *****
You just might live to pay for it.
The Sun is always hot,
the ground gets harder every day."
"But, Daedalus," we would complain,
"You are old and we would fain
see the sights you saw before
we sleep beneath the clay."
And dear old Uncle Daedalus
he'd laugh and spit and swear at us
"You ******* little ***** had better
heed the tale I tell.
This life is one big ******* maze
with twists and turns and tricks to play.
The kings control the monsters,
who make Earth a living Hell."
We'd try to listen, try to thank
him for the words, but his breath stank
and, anyway, we thought that he
had prob'ly **** himself
But dear old Uncle Daedalus
hung Death from lips that spoke to us
and ****** if he weren't right
about the things he always said:
"Inventiveness works, by and by
with daring, you may taunt the sky
like I did
but the fall is long--
my dreams and son are dead."
He always smelled of cheap cigars
alleyways and corner bars
"You ******* little ***** had better
heed the tale I tell..."
"Don't fly too high, you little *****
You just might live to pay for it.
The kings control the monsters,
who make Earth a living Hell."
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 6:10 PM UTC
You who goes by "Lonely"
Yes you, who reads these rhymes
Please pause here for a moment
I won't take much of your time
You see my friend, I'm lonely too
In the dark with paper and pen
So I'm writing you this poem
and signing it "Your Friend"
Though I'll prob'ly never see you
nor ever know your name
I do not need to see your face
nor know your cash and fame
I do not care what color you are
how short or tall or fat
I'm weary of all these parties and creeds
So, for a moment, forget all of that
Yes you, dear friend, forget with me
Inhale this moment serene
where we are not opinions or castes
Just two humans with two glowing screens
Be human with me, simple and pure
For a moment breathe deep and feel free
then should you have the time, and a halfway good rhyme
Perhaps write a poem for me.
Signed,
Your Friend
Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 12:09 AM UTC
Ugh
Its that ***** goes walks
In see that she can't knock
Well no prob
I'll just smoke and get backed
you were always fake
For gods sake
For once don't be a sly snake
Slithring with a knife about to stab me
You like watching me be in pain
So , don't hate on me
Because it ain't free
Since when can a ***** be her with out me
Yes I blow o's and always French inhale
And ghost inhale
Now you can't see me
Catch me if you can
I'll Mr waiting in my van
I put in imna box so I don't need an Xbox
Hope u give me a membership
Or I'll brake u into 500 Lil *******
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 1:30 PM UTC
Feeling real bored
nothing to do
ask you what's up
nothing, and you?
Well, I may hit up a cafe
I've heard its quite nice
they serve the best kava
and tasty drinks on ice
Most excellent I guess
but of what place do you speak
why Bula of course
I'll prob. stay, perhaps all week
So if you find yourself awry
and that there could be more to ya
just come down and party Fiji style
BULA BULA BULA!
Oct 31, 2010
Oct 31, 2010 at 8:13 PM UTC
I gotta pea...
why is everyone laughing at me?
if you see a pea on the floor after I leave I think it prob'ly b'longs to me!
Sep 26, 2012
Sep 26, 2012 at 6:01 PM UTC
I Think I'd Make A Good Principal is just one of the stories within these pages, but you'll also find a recess superhero, some suggestions on where to time travel, a tiny guy that can't sleep, a fussy grandpa that lives upstairs, a zombie mouse, and several other funny and imaginative poems sure to delight both kids and adults. (Complete with wonderful illustrations by artist David Lee)
It's something that wouldn't be typical,
But I think I'd make a good principal.
The first thing I'd cut would be funding for math,
Maybe not fully, but at least in half.
Next on the list would be killing off science
Proudly shaking my fist in defiance.
Social studies is sure to get axed,
And geography class prob'ly won't
May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 7:39 AM UTC
Hello, good sir.
How dee do?
It sure is nice to meet ya.
I think that I'll have *** with you
and then I'll prob'ly eat ya.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 12:57 PM UTC
Mud puddles
Seeping
Is that mud?
Nah, prob’ly jus’ …
Just what?
He thought for a while,
Adjusting the stance
Of his cigar between his thin lips,
Barely covering the hole in his face.
In the dank silence,
I stared, and began to wonder…
How could he stand it?
The noisome smoke,
Right under his nose-
The rough texture
On lips that could not quite afford anymore sand-papering…
He took a drag, finally looked back down, and answered.
It’s mud.
We both knew it wasn’t mud,
But the foulness that seems to follow
The human wherever he
Would wander….
As I contemplated, he spat,
And added his own contribution.
May 30, 2013
May 30, 2013 at 2:24 AM UTC
*Hey look, it's the new English *****
I didn't dare look up
The same words for 2 weeks now
I only just transferred here
And already I had a nickname
I hate it
Eyes stared at me during class
Words exchanged about me
Not the kindest ones either
I was different... an outsider
Why didn't I get a nicer class..?
I was bullied
Alone
No one even referred to me by name
Just because I was from elsewhere and rumours travel fast
I hated my life... everything and everyone.
I was crying in the bathroom after school
Locked the door as tears streamed down my face
My thoughts finally got to me
I started to believe what they said
No no no no no...
I walked out wiping my eyes
No one was at school anymore
Except maybe a few teachers here and there
"Hey..."
I'm shocked... no one was supposed to be here
A boy stands in front of me
Asian, looked exhausted and he wore glasses. He smiles.
I vaguely remember him from class
He sat by the window in the back
No... please don't hurt me...
"Amber right?"
I'm confused. "Yeah... Amber [---]."
"Amber [---]... mind if I tell you something?"
"Not really... what?"
I wipe my eyes and wait for him to speak
"Don't cry alone here.
I know it's rough...
But nothing they say is true.
Besides, I find the British to be awesome."
I stare at him, dumbfounded.
"Um... Thank you..."
"Hey, no prob. It's late... you should get going."
Another smile.
"I'll walk with you if you want."
I feel really warm inside. And before I realise it, I'm smiling too
"I'd like that."
Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 5:23 PM UTC
Inspiration from making amazing quotations
The nation's defending its life with its shields
But the swords are all rusted the kingdom's been busted
and the ******* are bathing in gold that they steal
While the people are lying their babies are crying
their rhythm is dying 'cause heartbeats are gone
But they carry it trying to stop themselves crying
as they can't do nothing but watch on and on
As the bankers get richer the poor men get poorer
the ones in the middle are learning to steal
Where before they just borrowed now they got new sorrow
but still they don't know that they ain't down at heel
They think they are poor so they vote in the richest
just hoping the ******* will keep them in funds
While the genuine destitute lie in the street
and the taxes are funding those twats' cummerbunds
There's a baby who's crying not just 'cause she's some brat
who ain't got no ice cream she's dying of cold
Yes it happens in streets prob'ly near where you live
it isn't just something in stories of old
There are people out there in the gorbals and barrios
the projects the banlieues the hoods and the schemes
Where their lives are the ghetto there is no way out
but to hope or to rap or to wing on a dream
They ask why you ain't reading you try but it's killing you
trying to provide for a family of two
When your mother's alone lying slumped on the sofa
and work w-w-working is all you can do
When the **** do you think I'm supposed to be doing
this **** that you say I cannot live without?
If you listened to lyrics from songs you disparage
you might start to feel an iota of doubt
They're intelligent, eloquent, more so than you
with your old boy school accent and ballot box blue
Can you rap, can you rhyme, can you keep it in time
can you tell of the **** that your family's been through?
No you sit in your office and scoff at the people
who spend their whole lives in a world that is real
They don't give a **** if you judge them or not
but they just want to shout at you
FEEL, ****** FEEL
Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 11:54 AM UTC
There must be a hidden room
Somewhere in my house
thats full of all the stuff I've lost
(I think twas stolen by a mouse)
I bet he goes to sleep at night
on a bed made of odd socks
and wakes up to a wind charm
made from keys and old padlocks
In the corner nickels and dimes
are all neatly arranged
and that Canadian Tire money
I never got to exchange
The charger for my cellphone
prob'ly makes a decent chair
and my old shaving mirror
gets used when he does his hair
Scraps of paper line his walls
with shopping lists and names
and numbers now forgotten
yet its me who gets the blame
So all this stuff that I once had
but can no longer find
will no doubt become mine again
when he's gone and its left behind
May 2, 2010
May 2, 2010 at 1:13 PM UTC
I have no control,
I'm just a reflection of emotions deep below,
Feed me some antipsychotics,
Free me from my mind,
Bionic-
I got the sickest of Minds,
Come equipped with the quickest depictions that sicken your eyes,
Unassisted, don't be resistin' the fight,
Trip sixes leave you ******* to die,
Rap circles around you like a serpent constrictin your life,
Drag you through the mud and the muck before I kiss you goodbye like the crucifixion of Christ,
You don't know what's livin inside or what I put into these lines,
You might wanna diss me but it's almost forbidden to try,
**** on you ******* while I'm kissin the sky,
Diss all your writtens while you listen to mine,
A misfit, I'm twisted with an addiction to rhyme,
Watch you stiffen at the sight of me hissin at night,
Silence these voices I tried but my prescription ain't right,
My lungs are collapsin like somethins kickin my sides,
I'm not twitchin, I'm flinchin,
Pay attention, there's a difference,
Somethin wants to get in and take away my decisions,
Sometimes I wonder how the **** I got in this position,
I keep talkin to God even though he don't listen,
He's prob'ly ****** off from all the sins I've committed,
Unspeakable actions let the demons in, scratchin,
I keep pleadin and askin but believe I'm the baddest,
Can't seem to keep it, reactin, but receivin the static,
Creepin in the dreams of an addict that needs to be handed,
It's reachin in me and its makin me panic, I'm takin it back and,
Retracin my tracks and erasin the past and,
Replace you with ashes and take the flame back I'm,
Burnin alive while rehearsing these lines,
You can feel it churnin inside, the turnin through time,
You're cursin my life,
Feel like bursting inside-
Feed me some antipsychotics,
Free me from my mind,
Bionic,
Walkin a fine line,
But I called it,
"Its night time,"
Don't worry, I'm on it-
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 6:37 PM UTC
I step outside
just in time, Father
for the leaf to fall from the tree
and the air is much too nipping, and biting,
and apple-pie
for me to hide from it
please, tell me a story,
all about it
about how the world ends and Your foot goes a
"stomp!"
over on the olive mount
and no more doors ever close like
sesame
sesame
sesame
ses—
I go along with things
just as if they are meant to be
and when autumn's chill catches
I hope to have You sewn onto my sleeve
not that I'd ask You to shrink for me
though I know that You would dare to do so,
and have
and prob'ly will again
and I can walk the earth like You
with intention in my feet and it will be so
meant
to
be
when the sun is just an augur
I hope to be sewn onto Your sleeve
and I can drop and fall like an autumn leaf,
and spring up again in the next wind You breathe
You bend down to hear
a calm in the torrential,
praying me a good prayer
unproved to me yet, but I know it
it's inclemence and drafty doors
and hot cinnamon in apple-pie
Nov 1, 2021
Nov 1, 2021 at 2:55 PM UTC
There is a certain beauty to watching the leaves fall
And the trees bare branches
How they appear tangled together
With the comforting embrace of opportunity to hold
Life's cycle before my eyes
And the human experience-
Of resistance
Of refusal to acknowledge-
Ignorance
Sooner than later
Far too soon
I will no longer be grated the feeling of the bitter cold
So even it
I relish in
(C) Tiffanie Doro
Nov 10, 2013
Nov 10, 2013 at 8:03 PM UTC
Don't ever think you're all alone
or that everythings your fault
And please don't lock your heart away
inside some kind of vault
Because everything thats happened
happened not only to you
there are others who have played their part
you think the blame might be theirs too?
Can you look into the mirror
and say you did your best
with honesty and integrity
when others did much less
If so then maybe just perhaps
you shoulder too much blame
tell me do the other parties
seem to be doing just the same?
Chances are most prob'ly not
after all they've you for that
you ever think that nows the time
you start to give some back
Don't to this yourself my love
the burden is too great
forgive yourself for what they've done
before it is too late
Aug 10, 2010
Aug 10, 2010 at 7:23 PM UTC
I'm not like you
I think outside the box
Just a little different
I'm not lost
Outsider,--
Looking in, has its cost
Has its benefits
In my opinion
I would have my store open on Sunday
I'm sorry I just like to profit
Don't look down on me
You're not any better using Downy
I think Tide does a hell of a job
We'll all soon get swept by the ocean currents prob--
--ably
So don't dimiss your ideas because they're different
But embrace it because it's brilliant
And magnificent
All those haters are insignificant
Don't let them steal your shine
Rise above and realize
How much better you are without them ..
Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 9:42 PM UTC
and ninety-nine ******* ain't one of them
I handle payments to child support
and visit all 25 of them when i can
I see my probation officer regular
got one box chevy with twenty fours
an old cadillac redressed
into low ridin' elegance
silk sheets and 60 inch telly
in all my rooms
I got cookin' skills
turnin' powder into chunks o' rock
make more money than my dad saw
in he's whole life
got ******* sweatin' me But
one prob
worries me
I got no future
cause eventually
I gonna catch a cap or a felony
Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 2:01 AM UTC
I've been a feature here for four years now.
You're an armchair or a doormat
Once you've been around
awhile.
I wanted fresh breath and a brand new face.
Maybe a companion just to
take up space beside
my side.
But the "EXIT" light was on too long.
"Eventually, they heed it or they just become
fading notes in a song
that we forgot we sung."
Or at least that's what you told me...
Or at least that's what I'll write here...
And what about you...?
It's a tangling grid of street names I
keep
tangled on my tongue
3 inches under my eyes
(They ask directions).
An end result of a series of
hasty,
maybe-good decisions
I made 4 years ago.
(Seek validation).
And what about you...?
There's a comfort here we can't escape,
take two for granted
and call to cancel coffee dates.
There's an ease that breeds friendships like ours,
Convenient and seasonal;
Friendships that really aren't.
"Rose Park" names our neighborhood
A few blocks slant, we prob'ly shouldn't
talk today...
Similar coordinates
A useless map. Mistake by any
other name...
Second chances, we won't get them.
And I guess we don't deserve them.
The State's an acci-
dental sigh.
The town's a too-comfortable lie.
And you, I guess
are just another neighbor of mine.
Apr 11, 2017
Apr 11, 2017 at 11:51 AM UTC
(Legend: Girl-Italics Boy-Bold)
As the hot summer wind blows past her face,
There's this warm feeling slowly and gradually churning,
Building and showing no end,
Is this like? Is this hate?
Do I like or hate you? I don't know,
Prob'ly hate.
It's love, can't be anything else,
I love you!
I can't tell if it's love or hate,
I won't stop
Love or Hate?
I can't get his words out of my head!
Love or hate? somewhere in between?
Rather it's closer to both.
Isn't the answer obvious?
Yes, my vision is perfect,
You and me can make a family. Eh!? Family!?
But wait, what, why, how? I'm only fourteen!?
These dating stuff and lov- I love you! Listen to me!
I can't drop my guard.
I'll drown you with love!
I want to try falling in love,
Lightly, softly, like a ball of fur.
While everything's boring around me.
I'll smile.
The two stars will combine and form... A Supernova!
And the world will spring alive!
Is this love? or is it hate?
I don't know...
I hate you, or maybe I love you?
Here! Eh!?
It's a Topaz! The one you wanted on the way home.
While you were staring at it I was watching you,
Our houses are on opposite ends, but let's not worry about that.
But I don't really like his type but...
Eh? did I just hesitate?
It must be because he suddenly did something nice.
I start to feel this sudden warmth.
But even if I try so hard to think it through,
There's no doubt about it, About what?
I love you!
Just trust me on this, there's no problem.
See?
You lit up a softly swaying fire within me, She's watching me!
It's burning me up and getting me high, Pyromania!
I'm in love with you!
I sing proudly while playing my guitar
Oh no, What's this feeling?
The kindness and sweetness I learned.
At times you may be a bit absurd, but...
Your love is pulling me in.
I want to fall in love with you,
Shining, sparkling like glitter.
By loving it, placing it out and nurturing it,
It will start to develop!
Our encounter,
And at the same time,
Our Love,
Weaves us together.
If only I hated you,
I won't feel this warmth.
But now it's different,
Since we're both in love!
Now I know whether I like or hate you,
I like you.
You love me, can't be anything else,
I love you.
This hot throbbing in my chest,
You know what it is!
Love or hate?
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 7:42 AM UTC
let's hangout I think we could fall in love -kind of- you're one of things on my mind/ if I were to say the only thing on my mind then I'd be lying so I said one of the things on my mind / is this a poem or is this me half *** pouring my heart out? Anyways what's the point of flirting? I've never been good at it ha I tend to act nervous when I'm around ya/ that's prob cause ur taste of music is so good it scares me how powerful of a person you are that's okay though cause this is just starting out. Everything will become more powerful as long as you want it to. Do you know what you want? I'd **** for some pizza. Heck, I probably have before. Why don't boys understand that they must "wine and dine" before getting anywhere near my soul
Oct 2, 2015
Oct 2, 2015 at 4:15 AM UTC
If you have to, just leave.
But don't come back, if you do.
Let me forget about "we",
Let me forget about "you".
Don't wrap me around,
Your finger so tight.
Just leave me to be,
Just leave me despite-
A hundred sweet memories,
Two hundred warm hugs,
Three hundred deep kisses,
Four thousand and one-
The days it will take,
Maybe less, prob'ly more...
To forget who you are,
What we weren't..what we were...
Oh, I understand, do what you must do.
If you leave, leave me be....
No more "we"... No more "you".
Mar 27, 2015
Mar 27, 2015 at 2:56 PM UTC
I met a girl I may not meet
I love this girl I cannot touch
I love this girl who lives far away
beyond reasonable doubt
we cant ever say
when it will ever start.
It's getting too close
its like I'm in love with a ghost.
She in a life but
not the one I wish to live.
100 times a think of this
and still we kiss we kiss we kiss.
I'm afraid I'm worshipping a mark
that I will never be able to rub off
I want to be honest and tell her
I want her,
And I'm lost because I can't,
I talked to her because I was lonely,
now I'm lonely because I want more.
That's a little bit my fault.
I told her everything,
except when I cheated on her
from across the sea,
because I gotta get it.
I can't help it.
And it kills me to know she prob does the same.
In tonight's dream we met again
but she was with another man
and all I wanted was to leave
this world of dreams and seal
this deal.
So I'm getting too close to a cold sun.
I let myself do this,
here's to you Vic:
Let's be honest,
Let's share life,
Let's be crazy,
Let's be fast,
Let's be slow,
Let's be forever,
Let's be a show,
Let's be the ground,
Let's be the nothing,
Let's be hole,
Let's be the stuffing,
Let's be a team,
Let's be together,
Let's be supportive,
In any weather.
Let's be happy,
we found each other,
Don't cry because it's mortal,
Smile because it had the luck to be.
Let's be the dirt,
Let's be ****
Let's be a thousand
more days of luck.
Let's be Juillet and Roméo,
Let's be two strangers in the know,
Let's be an ******
Let's be my dream,
Let's be The light
that can't be seen,
Let's be that thing
you never touch
Let's be the Light that can't be seen
but that you see,
Let's be that thing you can never touch
but that you touch,
Let's be a walkie talkie,
Let's be one,
Let's be a story,
Let's be sung,
Let's be boring,
Let's be numb,
Let's be worried,
Let's be hung,
Let's be something,
Let's be almost nothing
but still something,
(where already that)
Let's be Sumner,
Let's be winter,
Let's be all ages together,
Let's be lucid,
Let's be wise,
Let's be my sister just came back home really sad from failing her exam and It sort of bring me back from reality. One where you have to sign bills and dreams break in pieces. So now I have to get back in the mood of writing this without failing the general idea. I just reread the whole thing and it seems stupid.
Let's be synchronised,
Let's be doubtful,
Let's be sad,
Let's be mad,
Let's be alive,
Let's have a dream
I'm just realising the only reason I'm feeling good is that I have a dream you.
Let's break the boredom,
Let's melt the chains
and make our own
Let's build
Let's break,
Let's gjxzl
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gogo
vic
Jun 27, 2016
Jun 27, 2016 at 6:59 AM UTC
it is nightTIME
it is wierdly wildly freely dreamTIME
IT IS sometimes gun fire
or child screamTIME
round this place called AMERIKKKKKKA
or
whater you call HELLLL
no prob
we are so used to ITTTT
there is nothing
REALLLLLY
to say
Jul 7, 2010
Jul 7, 2010 at 10:44 AM UTC
She is my friend i don't give a **** if she is older than me or not she is still my friend okay I've been thro hell in back but I think I can talk to her bout anything so u got a prob with her u got one with me to
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 7:44 PM UTC