"pryed" poems
The outside was clean
No one thought any bad
He was nice and not mean
He had a way with words everyone wished that they had
But one morning he awoke with a chill
And opened his mouth to find something black
Confused and startled, he climbed the cemetery hill
But his whole body was out of wack
He moved in a frightening way
All his limbs going limp
And when he asked someone to stay
They said "No, you're a gimp!"
They all avoided him
And this made it worse
Henry, Lucy and even Tim
He was convinced he was cursed
With his insides darkening
And his entire being crumbling in
He found himself harkening
For anyone who would listen
But no one did
No one came to his aid
He was only a kid
But to play with him, all the parents forbade
They feared him contagious
Like polio or the black plague
They thought him outrageous
Because he preferred to dwell in the shade
It was only his way
And he didn't know why
He'd moved on and they stayed
And at his brain, they pryed
They tried to figure him out
They failed and gave up
They said they would talk but instead it was a shout
He didn't know what was up
No one knew what the matter was
So soon he was forgotten
He felt like furry peach fuzz
On the outside of a fruit that was rotten
Feb 1, 2012
Feb 1, 2012 at 3:18 PM UTC
I can see, in your sea
what I threw, went right through
your lack of class, so get to class
you flea, you flee
fear will show, fear the show
for busted acts, four battle ax
an eerie moan, an eerily mown
level plane, yet too plain
so start the rite, so start to write
your words to savor, you worried saver
and this I saw, and with this saw
cut to sear, seek the seer
a spirit pryed, an unleashed pride
giant gorilla, stealthy guerrilla
so send the pros, we speak in prose
you leave your prince, you leave your prints
simple minds racked, simply mind wracked
so slow your roll, know your role
kneel and pray, kneel you prey
you maid from Rome, you'remade to roam
with worn sole, with warn soul
spirit's cold, under coaled
start the fire, weapons fire
send the horde, send the ******
forget the gaffe, remember the gaff
speed for the gate, speed is the gait
if death feign, or if death fain
let you pass, or may you pass
Jan 29, 2011
Jan 29, 2011 at 5:56 PM UTC
She swayed a little,
As he held her strong.
She pushed him back,
But he never let go.
He drank her in,
Little by lot.
She pryed on his,
Everlasting love.
His friendship was,
All that she saw.
But for him it was,
Quite a lot more.
He loved her true,
Like a poet's tale.
But she refused,
To let him in.
He never quit,
She never stoped.
He loved her true,
While she played on.
None was at fault,
And no one quite right.
She lost a friend,
He lost his life.
This game was over,
And they never met.
The friend and the lover,
A match never meant.
Mar 1, 2014
Mar 1, 2014 at 1:43 PM UTC
A Key, an Envelope, and a Mouse
I had just gone to the mail box, to pick up the mail
riding in my golf cart, with my mouse by my side
the key was in my left hand, when I tried dodging a snail
I tipped to the left, then to the right, everything I tried
the key flew away, I grabbed my mouse by the tail
but it was no use, watched a pole and my cart collide
the envelope squirted the other way, reaching to no avail
I bounced out the other side, and landed right on my pride
I was lying flat on my back , with my arms I did flail
I hurt my neck, no my arm, no, I think I might have died
maybe I had to much to drink, just one too many ale
maybe it was actually more, my brain was pretty fried
people were now starting to gather, wondered if I needed bail
they were gasping, and yelling, help him up somebody cried
the mouse was licking my face, I heard someone mention jail
could not get my *** to budge, no matter how hard I tried
the envelope was stuck to my head, so was a roofing nail
think I must have wet myself, an idiot, this can't be denied
the key was found up my **** when removed I started to wail
holy mama mia I yelled, it was stuck and had to be pryed
tipped my cart back on its wheels, the engine sang a funny scale
you sure that you're ok, I'm just fine, you know I lied
grabbed my key, my envelope and mouse, and outa there I hi-tail
pretended nothing had happend, and continued on my ride
Gomer LePoet...
Jul 15, 2010
Jul 15, 2010 at 4:40 PM UTC
Poems pose as pathways into me
By me I mean the depths that can't be seen
With the naked eye pryed open wide
Instead they pave a passage into my personal pods of passion
My inner solitude, my sour moods and attitudes
My attributes and traits that relate all of me to each piece individually
Poems create the most realistic vision of me
Deeper than a glazed over gaze into my soul
For in poetry rests the ability for normalcy to retreat from me
Exposing the roads closed and accelerating on them at speeds untold
Unprepared for what words my wit will wrap wildly entwined
As the thoughts flow so, in their prime from my mind
Travelling through my veins and exiting at the grip of my fingertips
As the ink drips in calligraphic patterns of raced mess appearing to make sense.
Each time I pick up my pen and write
I fight for the freedom within me to flee free
Thank you, Poetry
Oct 12, 2014
Oct 12, 2014 at 1:37 AM UTC
Both of us teach eachother what it means to love
We have endured tongue splitting patience
We have pryed our eyelids back behind our eyes and stared into each other's souls to find balance
We are the perfect anomaly
Our spirits going against everything they had know and leaping
Your heart is something that fuels my blood flow everyday
You make it tastier to live in a world with so much going amuck in it
I find myself on the verge of tears as I truly recall the beauty of it all
Fallen in love with the curve of your smile
The twinkle revolving around your earth coloured cornea that you gifted, beautifully, to our son.
The way you smell my neck
Your hands, rough and blistered, make me feel like the most delicate thing to have ever been touched
I live for you
You are my definition of happiness
I know that I get lost in the world I knew before you, and I forget to breath you in like the smell of early morning coffee
I know that sometimes we take our love for granted
So we forget to really revel in the joy of how much we really appreciate eachother
I know there is so much more that I can't even type,
And I just wanted to say I love you
Thank you for everything you've ever said to me good or bad, at least we are talking
Thank you for always kissing me until I see you again
Thank you for loving who I am and not judging me for it
I am a better person now because of you
You make me love harder and deeper
More than I ever thought a story line like ours ever could
I love our love, baby, it makes life so good.
Mar 23, 2017
Mar 23, 2017 at 7:44 AM UTC
My I remember running infinitely in the distance...as time runs it's course
...trying to pace myself...trying my hardest to remain in my own Lane
....but simply remaining
....as I feel as if my heart has stopped
As I slow down to walk at the speed of another soul...
I stop because I notice eyes pryed to mine...
....blue eyes you see
Blonde hair ***
Distraction distraction as I nearly get run over by a car....
.....
Or maybe I actually did as it simply passed over my mind when my eyes saw yours...
....right now
In the present moment
....I barely walk
But I limp...uncertain
Scared to death
Struggling to accept...alot of things
Like the fact that I can't control tommorow or who I am in this life....
Or people....
As I live in an alternate hell through my dreams....
Simply no words....
Simple.clean.and scary
....the mind searches for words
Something.anything
Algun...in return nunca
...I see you glued to my brain....by my very own Elmer's glue
....toxic the glue not
But my very own thoughts....as I grab at them for valid reasoning
Oh Jesus please....please not again
....but fate has it's own way of playing out....
....Jesus be with me as I face my fate face to face...
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 9:33 PM UTC
the withering connections
between me and you
grow as we no longer
see eye to eye
nor heart to heart
like a siamese pryed apart
our relationship consists
of conversations based in
remember whens
and if onlys
Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 5:02 PM UTC