"reallly" poems
we are so alone amongst eachother
our conscious love?
my oh my
in short supply!
we want what we can take
we refuse to hold what is offered
we are so asleep
complacent slaves
OF WHAT?
dont ask dont tell
dont ask dont tell!
is it reallly
okay?
no!
so!
we are such complacent slaves
my oh my
our conscious love?
IN SHORT SUPPLY
Sep 28, 2010
Sep 28, 2010 at 12:25 PM UTC
hey Mo I ain't ever seen you
looking so
low
why oh why are you
looking so
low
I really reallly
want to
know
well the reason why I'm
looking so
low
is cause I've been
cancelled
bro
my act didn't well please
the ones afflicted with that
cancel culture disease
cancelled for good
cancelled for life
cancelled like a six
p.m. flight
hey Mo you can't get around
looking so
flat
you just got to get off that
cancelling
mat
don't let that cancelling
get you
down
cause I don't like looking
at your downcast
frown
yeah a smile is the
thing I must
wear
that'll show them
that I don't
care
Jan 30, 2022
Jan 30, 2022 at 1:51 AM UTC
why the occurrence of something highly improbable should be inherently noteworthy
Here is a way to produce Here is a way to produce
an outcome a poem
almost certainly almost certainly
never seen before in never seen before in
human history human history
and never to be repeated: and never to be repeated:
Shuffle a deck of cards. Shuffle an alphabet.
The resulting deck, assuming The resulting deck of letters
the cards are shuffled correctly, if the letters are shuffled correctly
should only occur on average should only occur on average
every 52 *51 *50 *... 21 shuffles, every 26 *25 *24 *... 21 shuffles,
because this is the number because this is the number
of possible permutations of of possible permutations
52 cards, all equally likely. 26 letters, all equally likely.
This number is incomprehensibly large, on the order of 1068 or 534 using letters
100,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,
(or half that with an alphabet)
Every person on earth could
write a gibberish poem once every nanosecond
for the expected lifetime of the universe and not even put
a dent in that number.
Is this why then is there not a GOOD poem written
every time letters are shuffled about
the astronomically unlikely event
that just took place?
Because letters are not numbers, the subset of sequenced associations called words (in the English language) is about a mere
~ 220,000~
But, each year, an estimated 800 to 1,000 new words
are added to the English language
That is still a heck of a lot of possible combinations and is the reason why the occurrence of something should be inherently noteworthy
at all.
So writing a new combination of words is still pretty difficult,
and writing an intelligible and intelligent
mind moving combination
is a rare thing indeed.
Should you happen to write a poem and get even a single read, that is a pretty miraculous thing because the subset of the billions of English reading persons on Earth who also read poetry habitutualy
read is the square root of pi, or 1.7724537398758821888.
which ain’t a lot of people.
So, if you wrote a really good poem today and a couple of people read it, liked it, that highly improbable event is highly improbable, about the same chance that someone else exists with your exact DNA (excluding any identical twin) is a reallly low number
so, consider yourself really, really special. I do.
Mar 25, 2019
Mar 25, 2019 at 8:12 AM UTC
If you're wondering why I wake up every morning with a twinkle in my eye,
It's the sun knocking at my window.
If you're wondering why I walk fluidly, like I know where I'm going,
I don't know, but it's the air that carries me.
If you're wondering why I look as if I'm confused or not reallly there,
It's those dreams in the daytime, as if I'm in a different world.
And if you're wondering why I smile at you like I do,
It's probably because I love you.
Mae.B
Jun 13, 2012
Jun 13, 2012 at 10:32 AM UTC
and as the '"old day" fades and NEW LOVE comes.........
the DAWN of...what shall we say about it
(this monstrous war that is brewing?)
what shall we call eachother.........?
who reallly are we?
are we the NEW LOVE that comes
or just the old rags of yesterday's dying hours?
why do we wait?
and, for what?
we can only be ENTWINED for a while before it
all
becomes a desease
this we know
the "old day" is gone
and the new one ?
it will be
AS YOU CHOOSE
if you will choose
(I HOPE YOU DO)
Mar 3, 2011
Mar 3, 2011 at 9:52 AM UTC
i didn't believe in ghosts until the day you left me
'cause you've been haunting me from then until now
and i've left your memory where it's meant to be
back where nothing that you say can ever reallly hurt me
the flowers that sit beneath me rest cleanly on the grass
above the dirt and the buried and especially the past
if nothing changes people the way that broken hearts do
i'll wish a million boys to do to you what you did me
we could have been perfect we could have made history
but now you've turned us into a ****** scene from a mystery
i don't understand what could compel you so
all i wanted was walks and coffee and happiness
but you've acted ravenous and captured me in elaborate schemes
so i stay attached to this acrobatic ecstatic mess of static
i'm lost in my head and it's lost in yours
but your loss for words has me at a loss for words
Jul 4, 2014
Jul 4, 2014 at 8:05 PM UTC
LIFE
why did you hurt me
give me pain i didn't want
nor pain i didn't need
why did you show me love
but never reallly receive it
why did you have to go and hurt me?
Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 8:55 AM UTC
lament
You're so far away yet so close
Between what we have and what we know
Is there a space for what we need
Or must we always disagree
it never ends we never ends,
it never ends we never ends,
its never really began
Do we go on without a need
Pretending we don't ever feel
dancing round like a facade
Day after day oh its so hard
it never ends we never end
it never ends we never end
its never really begun
Like Continents apart and never met
something somehow seems to say
It would be more than just ok
So lament your now and toast your past
For what may be a dream..
Could be your last.
it never ends we never ends,
it never ends we never ends,
it never really began
id like to meet and see your face
Hear your voice and watch you smile
Maybe want to hold you tight
I need you in my arms tonight
Oh never end oh never end,
Oh never end h never end,
weve reallly just began
If a dream and wishes are all ive got
Then help me see where I've gone wrong
what do I do now to make you see
and spend you life with me
Don’t let it end, don’t let it end
Don’t let it end Don’t let it end
Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 3:05 PM UTC
it's bothersome,
how I let this thing well up in my throat,
time and time again.
and pretend that it's okay,
that you hurt me as much as you do,
when in reality it is really not.
you are so beautiful,
everything you do,
and you will never believe it.
so in return I get pushed away,
and you see how far you can push me,
until I stop coming back.
but we both know that will never happen,
you will never be "ready,"
and I will never stop trying.
one of us will have to give in eventually,
whether it is love,
or if it is defeat.
and I reallly don't want to lose.
May 27, 2013
May 27, 2013 at 1:34 AM UTC
The flow
Is just
Gonna' go
As it
Goes.
There's too little to connect to with
When one should
Be
Shooting for
With this
Literary
Stuff.
It's exhausting.
It's pointless.
It's projects read
And praised with
Awards shouted from the
Mountain Top!
But, what then...?
A movie deal?
A TV screen?
What is the great American novel
But
An adapation?
For a reallly good
Screenplay?
What then?
What next?
Who next?
Who, cares?
If you,
Are at the bottom,
The only place,
Is to go,
Is to the top.
The notes,
The words,
The sound,
Are there -
Reach Reach Reach -
And,
You'll get there.
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 3:59 AM UTC
it feels like everthing in falling apart
youre being torn to pieces
no one will text you back
youre going to fail
you will fail
you will
he is a despicable person
i dont reallly want to think right now
i want to be stardust
go away so people dont exist
i am floating
insead of falling
because when you are falling
no one is catching you
but when youre floating
you dont want to be caught
Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 8:54 PM UTC
The thing is, either I'm reallly wrong, or I'm REALLY right.
And I think I'm really right.
Yeah but you dont ever REALLY believe you're really wrong, so you really always think you're really right.
But I am always right. Every time!
I mean not... you are often right.
Right?!?
I mean... yeah...
You're right.
Feb 1, 2025
Feb 1, 2025 at 6:25 AM UTC
Falling in love is difficult...
No....
Not reallly, it just happens
Enjoy it when it happens
Know that your lucky
to have it happen
No matter if its at first sight
Or years of work
Enjoy it
Be lucky
Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 2:28 AM UTC
Have you ever gotten into a car and as your riding as a passenger u imagine possible car accidents
Feeling the impact depending on how you paint the picture of how you perceive your fatal death
Taking on the impact as though its reallly happening
Have you ever been afraid to get behind the wheel of a vechicle because you think that something bad might happen again
Sleep seems almost impossible regardless of who the driver
Whenever you nap and feel the car turn or change lanes u think that the end is closer then u think
But at the same time u know that there was a reason why you made it this far when so many people counted you out early in the game of life.
Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 3:45 PM UTC