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It ain’t like ahm a teacher ner nuthin. Ahm jess a regular person, nothin spayshul Ah ain’t no docterr of rocket science Ahm jess a working guy, and kinda playful. Ah half tah admit, ah do get things wrong And sometahms ah can make a big mess But ah do have minny, minny good points And ahm a rilly good person, irregardless. But things like writin’ readin’ and Readin’ writin’ and sech lack that stuff Ah stopped carin’ ‘bout at twelve ‘Cause ah found it more than kinda tuff. Ah mean, it ain’t lack ah ain’t never Gunna need to know reedickaluss stuff lie cat. Ahm jess gunna graduate and then Ah’ll go to work with Dad and drahve a bobcat. Ain’t nobuddy needs algebra for that Er fer workin’ at the factory line ever day either. And it sher ain’t like ahm a teacher ner nuthin. Ahm jess a regular person, nothin spayshul Ah ain’t no docterr of rocket science Ahm jess a working guy, and kinda playful. Ah half tah admit, ah do get things wrong And sometahms ah can make a big mess But ah do have minny, minny good points And ahm a rilly good person, irregardless. But things like writin’ readin’ and Grammer and other sech borin’ stuff Ah stopped carin’ ‘bout at twelve ‘Cause ah found it more than kinda tuff. Ah mean, it ain’t lack ah ain’t never Gunna need to know reedickaluss stuff lie cat. Ahm jess gunna graduate and then Ah’ll go to work with Dad and drahve a bobcat. Ain’t nobuddy needs algebra for that Er fer workin’ on a factory line ever day either. Ah sherr don’t need it to work digging Er runnin’ sewer lahns er plummin’ pipes neither. So, folks can jess give up on tryin’ To turn me into some kinda egghead scholar. After all, it was good enough for my dad To go to work, and work hard to earn a dollar.
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Jul 31, 2018
Jul 31, 2018 at 9:34 AM UTC
AHM JESS SAYIN'...
It ain’t like ahm a teacher ner nuthin. Ahm jess a regular person, nothin spayshul Ah ain’t no docterr of rocket science Ahm jess a working guy, and kinda playful. Ah half tah admit, ah do get things wrong And sometahms ah can make a big mess But ah do have minny, minny good points And ahm a rilly good person, irregardless. But things like writin’ readin’ and Readin’ writin’ and sech lack that stuff Ah stopped carin’ ‘bout at twelve ‘Cause ah found it more than kinda tuff. Ah mean, it ain’t lack ah ain’t never Gunna need to know reedickaluss stuff lie cat. Ahm jess gunna graduate and then Ah’ll go to work with Dad and drahve a bobcat. Ain’t nobuddy needs algebra for that Er fer workin’ at the factory line ever day either. And it sher ain’t like ahm a teacher ner nuthin. Ahm jess a regular person, nothin spayshul Ah ain’t no docterr of rocket science Ahm jess a working guy, and kinda playful. Ah half tah admit, ah do get things wrong And sometahms ah can make a big mess But ah do have minny, minny good points And ahm a rilly good person, irregardless. But things like writin’ readin’ and Grammer and other sech borin’ stuff Ah stopped carin’ ‘bout at twelve ‘Cause ah found it more than kinda tuff. Ah mean, it ain’t lack ah ain’t never Gunna need to know reedickaluss stuff lie cat. Ahm jess gunna graduate and then Ah’ll go to work with Dad and drahve a bobcat. Ain’t nobuddy needs algebra for that Er fer workin’ on a factory line ever day either. Ah sherr don’t need it to work digging Er runnin’ sewer lahns er plummin’ pipes neither. So, folks can jess give up on tryin’ To turn me into some kinda egghead scholar. After all, it was good enough for my dad To go to work, and work hard to earn a dollar.
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tizz is an uncle, bro and dem richez i was born viciouz, but always had visionz a young boy used to build bridgez between black and white, peace and fight dreamy adolescence, i spit out whole heavenz wit my divine essence, all dem "lyricis" be jealouz but dey just "so called", cause dey so old tizz grew cold, so not any of dem amateurs won't grow old i'm so cold, i freeze, **** and stay, then i eaze among dem geez we live in codez like secret service, dealin' wit burnaz quick learnaz, sick and sane, our skin is thick, we don't feel pain, black lion's mane, heaven yeah no expression can illustrate tizzopish aggression pay attention! watch out for dat other direction receive my blessin', kneein' between me and the destined it's battle rappin', it's slappin' againzt all of ya actin' friendship versuz rush, some peepz start to blush when you remind them of valuez, like some bad newz i'm the man whose bad moodz be legendary, like a legionary dealin' wit whatz necessary, cause i was born predatory find tizz shinin' in the mornin' glory and rhymin' a story readin' diz is mandatory, just anotha category, stolen from the laboratory, **** am i now swollen, and all-in like all-night, alright, feed em just a small bite
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Nov 7, 2020
Nov 7, 2020 at 8:13 AM UTC
No Breaks
I said HEY **** BEARER HURRY UP WITH THE CLEANING THERE'S DISHES NEEDIN TO GET DONE ! ... And I GOT SOME FRIENDS COMIN OVER SO REST UP SOME OF EM MIGHT BE HORNEY AND THEY LIKE YA SO BE READY-- ---- She said Ya know I'm gettin tired a this! I ain't gonna take it for more than Another decade or two! -- GEEZ I said Ya musta been readin them liberated Kids on hello poetry! They only take abuse two Maybe three Years at most Before movin on ta Another abuser ! She started cryin Said she wouldn't read it any more And begged for forgiveness I didn't give her none It woulda just confused her Bein a mere **** bearer Ya know
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May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 9:15 PM UTC
Love song for the emotionally impoverished
i'm gonna get me a new set of eyeballs too much readin' n writin n stuff can't proofread worth a dam gotta go live my life not set here n write now i got me's a little nut and she writes not so slow i ain't much fer words likin the sound of silence myself but this little new nut she's kinda a cute little darlin so with my eyes whirling in despair i slog forth until they can be repaired. i gotta get me a new set of eyeballs, one new set of eyeballs i'm gonna get me.
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Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 5:39 AM UTC
gonna *** me new a set of eyeballs
"who taught you to look so good?!" says a thought [shot] in the dark. --- this to no woman in particular but to all womankind i suppose. outside there is a dog haranguing me, saying WOOF (that is, "where d'you get those old clothes?") i tell him the sally ann but good luck getting in there, dog . . . he takes off, complaining --- but i pay no attention to the bellyaching of an old mutt... "nay," says i there's not a ****** thing of any real importance in this universal dustbin/save the dharma. yea i could live in a woodsy cabin deep down a valley-ay shoutin' "HOOO-EE!!" out the open door to anyone who comes by and be thought a crazy young ('ventually old) ****** off his rocker in the trees. --- and why not!! chop logs/cook bread 'n brew potsa tea 'n otherwise lead a silent but meaningful old existence out there with weekend friends/girls/wine/talk. --- tell all that to a bookish pal who scoffs: *"some dharmy of yours, boy. all that work. where are the café sittings & sunny youthy days of readin' sutras on a lawn somewhere?"* "bah," i says. "bah..."
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Sep 28, 2011
Sep 28, 2011 at 3:10 PM UTC
thoughts from out the window
* this poetess known as Elizabeth Squires with ways of writin' by waves to admire the one i read here caught my attention managin' all styles of apprehensions for i love all of her works she gets penned i say readin' her poems i find well spent by her, learnin' beauties of Rosarians i dared attemptin' to the rotarian this writin' to her, for she to inspire seein' as one of my inspirations it's hers becomin' as musin' impends bein' it against or pro-contrarian i am a fan of this amazin' ma'am hopin' she'll keep blessin' us with her slams ** ..love always...* عرفان بن يوسف © AH 24/04/1437 **
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Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 4:56 PM UTC
..Elizabeth Squires...
Are you worth it? worth the severing of my heart from my body? worth the constant wonder of self worth? or the constant late nights of crying? or the constant early rising to check messages and end up readin the old ones? Are you worth the heartache I would gain if I ever opened my heart to love you again? Are you worth my time of day to worry if you still care? If you still think of me every moment of your day? If you still love me too? Are you worth it? No, you are definately not worth it. Not worth the time of day it takes to care about what it would takes to get you back. Your ddefinately not worth the pain.
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Feb 9, 2013
Feb 9, 2013 at 12:58 AM UTC
Are you worth it?
I've been in this for too long I don't know what has me stuck on this song. My head keeps on tellin me to go for it show her that you can make it rain, but my heart is screamin' please please I don't know how long I can handle your pain! What to do, what to do? The truth hurts but the lies only heal this open wound. On one hand I see pain and strife, but on the other I see a new happy life. I know whats good for me and I know what its gonna take to set me free. I just can't do it. You might be thinkin' "What the hell is this ***** doin? I can feel your pain by just readin your words. Why stay and keep on loosin?" I'll tell you why I stay. I'm too stupid to lead my feelins astray. When I go for some thin, I bring all my being into it. I hold nothin back not willin to quit. It may **** me in the end, but in the end I know i was the one who tried to make things blend. You see. I come to you writing this poem not for a specific person. I don't need someone jumpin to a conclusion and turning this into a car collision. Time heals all, but this heart has been up and down way to many walls...Its time to open up a new page in this story and this chapter will be labled Untitled.
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Dec 11, 2011
Dec 11, 2011 at 2:53 AM UTC
Untitled
i whisper into the void and wonder if you hear me you stare into the void and wonder what's that sound this is our relationship these are all our relationships i hope some day someone would hear you clear thank you for readin' random internet user
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 4:29 PM UTC
i whisper into the void and wonder if you hear me...
It's May, of '13, and I In the eighth, 13, have to the the ****** SAT. I'm only thirteen, but Asian, so like all the other asian kids, I HAVE TO TAKE THE ****** SAT. I've been study'n, readin', math', BUT I STILL DON'T WANT TO TAKE THE ****** SAT. "You're too young to take it...", my friends said. "Not that I want to," I say "It's just that I'm asian, so I have to TAKE THE ****** SAT!" ... Well, it's almost the first of June, when I take it, the MOTHER ******* SAT!
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May 6, 2013
May 6, 2013 at 7:11 PM UTC
F*ck the SAT
Channel 2 Nightly News Who even knows anymore? The clink of dishes Disarray Discussions a-bout dynamite Likely to tear my hair out It's fair to say I'd scare my younger self Wouldn't recognize, or even know how to reply to the sight of things Paranoia creepin' in Might have to do with, all that research I been readin' Either tricks are being played Or something is amiss in the way you treat me...
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Jun 18, 2024
Jun 18, 2024 at 3:51 AM UTC
Nightly News
We’re breathin’ hot air Talkin’ ‘bout class warfare But the poor they don’t care 'Cause politics don’t mean nothin’ When you’re needin’ somethin’ To end your despair They ain’t readin’ Intellectual half-witted bleedin’ Who go home smilin’ It don’t take much thinkin’ For you to be realizin’ The lies ain’t worth chokin’ When you see the same beggin’ On the dyin’ corner You get to wonderin’ Why do they keep pleadin’ If it ain’t good or is it just somethin’ They can’t stop repeatin’? It’s a thinkin’ man who knows That even with nice clothes You can’t sleep all that well ‘Cause he sees the endin’ Of the ******** dreamin' He’s been trying to sell What you can say Is you really don’t know why Except maybe you should try Maybe the poor man is better off ‘Cause he ain’t worryin’ ‘bout pride Or recollectin' his last lie They keep pollutin’ And we keep losin’ No matter how hard your workin’ It’s an insider’s creation And a suckers frustration ‘Cause the chads got no salvation
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May 11, 2012
May 11, 2012 at 8:52 PM UTC
21st Century Politikin' Blues
I closed my eyes... And then his warm hands were felt around my face He kissed me passionately... And that made me want to be kept by him. In this non-existing place- Where there is no time I wanted to keep that feelin' But I never knew we were dreamin... How did he know where I was? How'd he know where I lived in my slumber? I don't know, but I hope he comes… every time… …Every time I close my eyes His lips are soft. His kisses are as light as the flittering butterflies in my belly My flowers are budding; my lips are swelling My core contracts As the rest of my body reacts At the thought of him filling my void from the back… Givin’ that *** a smack... But he still makes passionate love to my body While he fondles and ***** my mind He's readin between my lines His ***** is ink for my pen I got the juice but he's the gin His wrath and gentleness is a Holy awakenin' May my every cell say 'Amen' Like a kid on the carousel: Daddy, do it again... (please)… He makes my water fall From my ******* ceiling Down my sugar walls He takes a taste He say there's none to waste... Then he returns to place his beautiful kisses upon my face Moves knees outta the way So he can put our puzzle pieces in place My cheeks twitch and vibrate at the quake of the way we Love Make Till I clench and he wince till his legs shake... I love him till he’s weak... Till he whispers to me: “Open your eyes…” His presence has caused my wetness To travel to the inside of these thighs Now I want to deny That I am drowning... In myself.... For I have awakened Only to find that I’d been dreamin'....
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Jul 21, 2010
Jul 21, 2010 at 7:32 AM UTC
Dreamin'
I closed my eyes... And then his warm hands were felt around my face He kissed me passionately... And that made me want to be kept by him. In this non-existing place- Where there is no time I wanted to keep that feelin' But I never knew we were dreamin... How did he know where I was? How'd he know where I lived in my slumber? I don't know, but I hope he comes… every time… …Every time I close my eyes His lips are soft. His kisses are as light as the flittering butterflies in my belly My flowers are budding; my lips are swelling My core contracts As the rest of my body reacts At the thought of him filling my void from the back… Givin’ that *** a smack... But he still makes passionate love to my body While he fondles and ***** my mind He's readin between my lines His ***** is ink for my pen I got the juice but he's the gin His wrath and gentleness is a Holy awakenin' May my every cell say 'Amen' Like a kid on the carousel: Daddy, do it again... (please)… He makes my water fall From my ******* ceiling Down my sugar walls He takes a taste He say there's none to waste... Then he returns to place his beautiful kisses upon my face Moves knees outta the way So he can put our puzzle pieces in place My cheeks twitch and vibrate at the quake of the way we Love Make Till I clench and he wince till his legs shake... I love him till he’s weak... Till he whispers to me: “Open your eyes…” His presence has caused my wetness To travel to the inside of these thighs Now I want to deny That I am drowning... In myself.... For I have awakened Only to find that I’d been dreamin'....
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**** monkey matchin No silverbackin plus Cents crackin Legin generatin genesin Kept revelation runnin War paint tattooin Dropped nitpickin Not speaking for all seeing I's So **** that ind Short e pro sent Ridin' those who drivin' Securin Isisin icinism Goin' sketch fhiminism Not scared to fold my poker Face ain't evin though these eight balls(is) grabbin Yea that much baggin up cruel indifferent No difference Just hook line skankin Splish splashin groupie Numeration Won't color gender but hawk skinned race De baitin' Outlivin' the momentiun Bendin those poets brigade in Coded runaway genius claimin sistym Bro rexin, t burnin' Cause Im beatin up Atom baby momma Metapen sweepin' Follow him Or her or them Just stay the **** away from Mygenes aint cells splittin eyes crackin' ***** you know you can hear Me writin' No x marks the bar outletin Find another plug Or source I'm not chargin Will en riched by those Germans who made the mistake Of breedin' while sleepin' Ima a boss that don't speak Keep readin'! This is Cobbsland. Stop countin stars shining in daylight poppin science whorin metaphorin Alien abductin Yea, they love them some black Womins'    shh its a secret          (ethnics ethics) Gullah grainin Freed my *** so my mind is No longer trainin ill rainin' laggin' no cadillac, no car, in my dents in my Accents indentin I'm not from africa muthaphucka But i represent Kin clickin against Genesin.
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 10:56 AM UTC
endinever ( where the g at?)
* now this time of year comes again how these darkest days may wane 'cause readin' through the website one can't deny a melancholic side seems that some turned off a light the innerside deeply seated within tryin' to burst out with all its might instead kept secretly unflourishin' although it's easy for outstanders to say many a people causin' themselves pain tho feelin' lonely isn't on them to blame just wished it didn't have to be this way by reachin' out 'n' carin' for one another 'n' by gettin' rid of any unknown names *..love always... عرفان بن يوسف © AH 09/03/1437**
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Dec 21, 2015
Dec 21, 2015 at 7:07 AM UTC
..unknown names...
I love those appealin' eyes you know ya can't disguise your dimpled, stoppin' perfect smile Never gonna go outta style see you in a little while? my sweet poet.... I love that I could love you not saying that I do cannot tell by the words I bleed or feel the need inside this stupid heart? Sometimes we gotta let go in order to grow ya know it's true so... what about me .... and you? I knew that smile was going to nail me down turn me right back around I read my crystal ball knowing what to whisper in your ear told me whatcha  wanna hear Exactly what to say exactly what to do exactly how... to love you maybe you still miss her   as I'm penning you verses an liftin' her curses line by line....I'm readin' your mind you want her sometimes I'm bleeding out these rhymes c'mon it'd be a crime let's go down to the swimmin' hole maybe a lil' cold bare feet on the dashboard wine bottle on the floorboard cause' were all gettin' older we might need a shoulder to stay when the rains comin'  down I'll stick around... I'm all hometown what else can I say darlin' to make you wanna leep I promises to keep you forever... if only you'd say yes I'd love you If I could I told you I'd confess.....
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Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 2:55 PM UTC
"Poetic Love Lyrics?"
_____QUESTION_____ -------------- What's the difference between readin your love poems and watching ***** _____ANSWER_____ ---------- Nothin (Tho the ***** DOES seem more real and wholesome and more suited for children)
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Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 6:15 PM UTC
Oh my god!
^ ^ (<^>) ////  • || <>                                  )                       ####                       /\       /\ ///// It's just another CABALISTIC  day Here in RIVER CITY // All the CHAKRAS ridin right on time •• YIN AND YANG Are hanging out In the Alleyway •• Readin the KAMA SUTRA and making love •• OH SHEKHINAH ! How you love to create Lovers for your afternoon //// Another CABALISTIC day on the earthen golden avenue
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Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 12:14 AM UTC
me and my shadow
awoke with another hook looking to blown this right outta the water oughta shook Snookie fo never readin no books crooked *** inbreds ready to lead the sheep creeping back to the deep I can’t sleep- press pass lights flash watchin the mass of humanity in calamity it’s a tragedy but it has to be, see freedom ain’t free in this democracy hear the plee of the babies in the ghetto wearin tore clothes with a snotty nose pictures of third world flies on eyes absence of prose liars deny rights of any child lost in poverty it oughta be the other way a new day saying er’rybody stay its the America way…. the day to pray fades away and the gay play swaying in swag bagging up the trash of societies last splash –
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Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 12:02 PM UTC
flow building...cont.
Can't be givin' any "likes" I'm bowling perfect Not gettin' no strikes! I've been readin' Days and nites Computer's tellin' me To take a hike There it is In black 'n white This really stinks It just ain't right! Can u relate To my plight?
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Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 1:15 PM UTC
My ♡ don't work
It was all a dream I used to be in sin up to my knee Guilty of one, you're Guilty of all Every Saturday repent with each prayer and call Jesus as my Rock pray till I drop Frankincense and Myrrh, in the censer of Pap Way back when the faith I lacked I thought I'd fade to black My body is His Church Remember Readin Luke, The Word The Word I never thought His gospel was ever truly heard So He showed me His divine light and gave me my sight Time to spread what I heard, from the Spirit descended as bird Born sinless in her, the world turns us to sinner Remember we must be like children if heaven we hope to enter Peace in the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit Those with the ears, let them hear it I'm born again like He foresaw I would Through the sacrifice of His Son's blood, He's All Good.
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Feb 27, 2016
Feb 27, 2016 at 12:07 AM UTC
Jewcy
hope that i could explain what i found ......ur voice, ...... ur eyes, and the simplicity it all just dig mah heart You would never love yourself a half as much as I your eyes when i looked into them, sinking on the depth your name,when its been called out the smile.....ooh plz would u again when you appeared by my side my heart got insane....like a ferrari your Picture in my mind...continue readin' always be thinkin' of you Every single day I missed you, missed you when I can't sleep missed you when i can't eat missed you in mah front seat hoping, you are seating beside by me you are the only one that i'm in.........with and You ought to know by now how much I love you My heart made up the way that how I feel Growing stronger day by day I can't stop this I.m insane n i lost mah mind you're my sun,you're my moon,you're my star you're the first'you are the last. andy my everything. you're my reality not a expectation. I've spent couple of weeks to come closer On a search to find you way to communicate you but no whispers...like a silent planet Yet my heart is hoping for you
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May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 4:26 AM UTC
the most