"ringin" poems
livin in a big big house
alone all the time
no lights
sittin in the dark
electric light
reflecting in my dead eyes
watchin Dexter claim his next victim
falling in love
with ugly scary monsters
because I understand them
and they make me feel safe
and nobody else understands that
they're the only thing that makes me feel okay
nasty nasty
cruel things
storylines so sad
heroes so broken
but the horrificality of it
makes me sing
ringin in my ears
playin on my fears
shivers up my spine
this is how I like to spend my time
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 3:58 PM UTC
Let's dance to the boogie in the room.
Hearts pound, energy abound, the hips sway.
Cyclical time baby caught in the flume.
Fall into me sweetheart, your soul's astray.
Arm spread eagles escape into the sound.
Could we maybe find peace in this madness?
Further gone, blue, red, green, and white abound.
EVERYBODY! This love we must address.
One more hit, swig, swag, tab, maybe a dab
and we're off on the moon again singin.
Lay all your innocent out on the slab
cuz darlin o girl their love'll be ringin.
Aug 30, 2018
Aug 30, 2018 at 2:16 PM UTC
Eat it up while you can, pig!
Your future's looking grim.
Head down in a pig trough,
spilling at the brim.
Farmer stands with his shotgun.
That look is in his eye.
You're squealin' now like a loose wheel,
wishin' you could fly.
Running 'round in the pigsty.
**** stains on your pig chin.
Fear keepin' your eyes wide.
Crawlin' out of your pig skin.
Eat it all while you can, pig!
And don't forget to chew!
The dinner bell's a-ringin'
and we've got plans for you!
Jan 18, 2021
Jan 18, 2021 at 1:08 PM UTC
Party girls don't get hurt
Can't feel anything, when will I learn
I push it down, push it down
I wont get hurt if i pretend
I will never end this charade
I 'm not playing games
I push it down till i turn into a diffrent girl
I'm the one "for a good time call"
Phone's blowin' up, they're ringin' my doorbell
I feel the love, feel the love
I am here, im the one they need
They call me a push me on my knees
They keep calling until i stop feeling anything
but i feel the love
the always needing, always wanting love
[Pre-Chorus]
1,2,3 1,2,3 drink
1,2,3 1,2,3 drink
1,2,3 1,2,3 drink
Throw 'em back, 'til I lose count
Throw em back till i stop dreaming
throw em back till I stop hoping for something better
throw em back till i lose count
[Chorus]
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist
Like it doesn't exist
I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
I'm gonna live like i wont wake up tommorow
I'm gonna live like my life isnt a mess
I'm gonna live until i forget what my life is like
I'm gonna wipe my the tears from my eyes
I'm just holding on for tonight
Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 8:54 PM UTC
the ringin g in my he ad doe snt stop
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Jan 29, 2018
Jan 29, 2018 at 4:04 PM UTC
Srinu, you demented little kid
To have you in my life i don't know what good things i did!
You can really take a bad song and make it better
We all know how crazy you are about Helter Skelter
You'd make a better actor than the guy who played Bane
I'm telling you, for the music industry, you're the next Kurt Cobain!
Man I'd love to see you perform 'House of the Holy'
I'm pretty sure you'll never leave the guitar, not even for the Cannoli
When you get hyper you remind us all of the Incredible Hulk
You're the happiest kid I've ever seen; you never sulk!
Your moods are unexpected and its types are various
Your crave for those "SUBSTANCES" is hilarious!
I know that Nirvana has made your Chemistry easier
You can now point out Lithium on the Periodic Table at your leisure
That face you make when you play the guitar is that of a Negative Creep
And when you blush you remind me of Meryl Streep
You lucky dog, you share your birthday will George Harrison!
If you were born during World War II, you'd provide awesome entertainment by playing guitar at the garrison
Over the Hills and Far Away is where you'll have your tryst
A Whole Lotta Love is definitely part of your Wishlist
You're way more electrifying than Angus Young
You set the stage on fire with your guitar skills and singing at the top of your lungs
Linkin Park is your childhood and In The End, it does matter
The Caste of Glass that you're building will never shatter
Your love for Jimi Hendrix is stronger than a dose of Purple Haze
Cuz your love for that musician is true and not just a phase
Santana invented the Spiritual ****** which makes us forget all our fears
Eric Clapton breaks me down into a River of Tears
There's something similar between you and Red Hot Chili Peppers
You're both unique - and i can't find anything else to rhyme so here's the closest - Def Leppard
Continue on your musical journey and people will be dying to give you a chance
One day, the music you create, will put us all in a Psychedelic Trance
I know that when you go
You'll either take the Stairway to Heaven or Highway to Hell
I heaven, you'll be Knockin' on their Door,
If Hell, you'll be ringin' Hell's Bells...
Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 10:29 AM UTC
We're goin' down to Freetown
Gonna watch our freedom fly
We're goin' down to Freetown
Gonna live now till we die
Well, my heart beats a little faster
Every mile closer to home
And my mind don't need no master
I think just fine on my own
The ocean looks much different now
Such a hopeful sight to see
As freedom bells are ringin' now
'Round Sierra Leone
We're goin' down to Freetown
Gonna watch our freedom fly
We're goin' down to Freetown
Gonna live now till we die
Well, I left half my pride
In those cotton fields
But I found all my spirit
And strengthened my own will
I made it through the sufferage
Never once alone
I trusted in the Father
And he has led me home
We're goin' down to Freetown
Gonna watch our freedom fly
We're goin' down to Freetown
Gonna live now till we die
We're goin' down to Freetown
Gonna watch our freedom fly
We're goin' down to Freetown
Gonna live now till we die
Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 6:44 PM UTC
What are blessed tings
tingle in my toes tha kush brings
A ting of kings, my heart springs
she's a beauty
my reggae boys left our toys at tha pad
lookin for baities, reggaes back, we glad
ringin in tha night we bring quite a sight
we sing that **** just right
With that funk-a-delic swaged so bright
this **** right here, a rappers delight
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 6:32 PM UTC
Drinking alone my friend
Sounds familiar doesn't it?
The phones not ringin
Because no one cares
But the grass is greener
In the bottle at the bottom
Right?
Who am I kiddin
No ones listenin
Sittin alone, sippin alone
That's the flow of this poem
Depressed again. Whatever.
I'm over it and alone
Nov 16, 2013
Nov 16, 2013 at 9:37 PM UTC
how do I let you know
that I never wanna let you go
& I know we're far from close
when I saw your face I froze
I could give a **** if the whole world knows
That I want you & it shows
From your head down to your toes
So fluorescent girl you glow,
I seen you from the back row
so **** fine you need a show
lemme lift you high when you feel real low, may I carry your heart through Fate's door, don't be shy see what's in store,
I feel a lot of **** I just can't ignore
Give a little love & she might need more,
But my hearts still sore,
Lovin somebody shouldn't feel like a chore,
A nigga's soul spent
So now you know why I fear co-mmit
ment
The way people love seems oh so bent
One day you're in love...and the next that's it,
That's some real cold ****
Ma, You're perfect & so much more than worth it,
The last ***** treated you so worthless
A ***** wrote this letter, to prove I can treat you better,
But I won't make a promise
Lemme be honest,
Movin too fast only brings more problems,
But I know we can solve em
Ya last ***** left baby please don't call him,
Phone stopped ringin, tears kept fallin,
I really gotta know can you please stop stallin,
I left but I'm back, and a ***** put his all in,
Showing affection was never my style
It all changed once heard the dial,
Stuck in denial, i cried so hard
i felt like a child, god **** love is wild.
Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 1:41 AM UTC
Silver linings
Bells a ringin'
White doves forever singing
Illusions are amongst us
Or at least my soul whimpering in the dust
I am a year older
Yet the warmth still shivers colder
Don't you see, this **** is all wrong
Blindly living like a **** jingle bell song
Yes, I am disappointed.
Constantly having my body disjointed
Misunderstood, confused
Always banging my mind 'till it's bruised
Officially slipped in an enclosed cage
Suffocating myself in my own pessimistic rage
Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 8:21 AM UTC
ears still ringin'.
cut across from saint lau with a coupla burgers,
walk down peel, misty and damp, to a bus stop.
once home find hair smells like mcdonald’s & clouds & remember
that conversation i just had about the increasing
amount of wayward young adults..
with the driver of the 360 westbound.
---too cold for the balcony so i'll
probably just couch it & sizzle a nice bowl & wish
i had a little bit more to write tonight.
Mar 27, 2011
Mar 27, 2011 at 1:05 PM UTC
Patricians have our best interests in mind.
Administration is impartial, kind.
Keeps us laughin’, keeps us singin’—
And I’m Hildegard of Bingen.
She gets it like she gets the working class;
My head is nodding, up my Marxist ***
White woke wedding bells are ringin’
Happy Hildegard of Bingen.
Government will gladly redistribute.
As our paychecks sing eternal tribute.
Gangsta-leanin, frontin’, blingin:
Chill with Hildegard of Bingen.
Icecaps, like medieval saints, are HOT.
Climate is in crisis when it’s not . . .
Global warning: winter’s springin’
Heating Hildegard of Bingen.
Intersectionality has meaning.
Hormones lie, biology’s demeaning .
Genderfluid queens are kingin’
Checkmate, Hildegard of Bingen.
Transnationals are cleaning up the mess;
Their CEO’s have little to confess.
Silver in the till, ka-chingin’
Profits Hildegard of Bingen.
Hildegard, the Moorish maiden, lauded.
Wokeness smiled. Diversity applauded.
Flames ascend and seraphim are wingin’
To the throne of Hildegard of Bingen.
Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 10:08 AM UTC
The rose red dresses flutter and float
Over beautiful girls with smooth legs cartwheeling
Dancin' like swinging jitterbug springs
Going round in a bebop rhythm
Through the saxophone blasting soul
And the jazz drums which clash and simmer
The yellow lights and red smoke floods
Singing and a' ringin' in circles
Filling the air with childish smiles and laughter
Freedom reigns on the crowded dance-floor
Synchronisation in the joyful movers
Who dance and drink into the night
Jul 28, 2016
Jul 28, 2016 at 3:04 PM UTC
R u takin time
to see some beauty
in that flower
hug ur friend hello
R u takin time
Just to care for one another
Did u remember ur mother
or even a lover
Did u take time today
just to be there
Time Rushin by
Its Rushin by
Do u remember
to be so little
U had all the world’s time
How does it feel now
to not care to hear
an I’m doing fine.
Im doing fine
Ur Rushin by
Ur takin time
Doing all that digital mayhem
Do remember a time
before all this
To be in complete bliss
Don’t forget ur time is
rushin by
Its rushin by
It’s Takin time
R u takin time to be there
Went by the old high school
Stopped in
to see those old teachers
One was cryin
One was still teachin
Tears flowing from the eyes
Words ringin true
Tellin me Things are not the same
There’s dust on these desks
Said how are you doin ***
What you do
I said I’m real successful now
I got all the best
He said yeah thats great
But are you taking time
Taking time....
...to be there
Takin time...
to Be where u need.
Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 11:51 AM UTC
The diamond girl's been ringin' all night
The world's strongest stone is cutting
Through flesh straight to snow white
Bone
Severed by a telephone line wrapped
Around my tissue wrist, disintegrating
In the sin of September, jailed for slicing
Alone
Wires criss-cross over my blackened eyes
Seven inches of glass can't seal out these
Broken screams that stab under my nails
Nightmares
The pills that slide down my throat swell
Inside my head, I've finally found insanity
Peace is internal, the chaos has always been
Out there
So hold me tight, shadow projection
Dig the hole with a needle, sedate me
Silence the terror and break in these sheets
Haunted
Cut, cut out those memories sunken
Into the depths of my subconscious
Pretend I was never the child no one
Wanted
The sweet crimson dances along
Every crevice full, every beige tile
Ruined, splattered, crying red beauty
Below
The splits in my ends pull apart
A half-hair strand dangles in the starlight
I wonder if I will ever catch up to the
Slow
I beg my flushed skin to rot right off
Pray my honey brown eyes grow mold
Hope and wish and dream for
Destruction
I can no longer breathe stale air
Or hide the scent of my own blood
No longer will I live under another's
Instruction
In the land of the forgotten
Dec 27, 2010
Dec 27, 2010 at 1:44 PM UTC
he grabbed her by the hand
as the water started boilin
then he got down on one knee
as the creamer started spoilin
put a flower in 'er hair
as the timer started ringin
pulled a ring outta his pocket
as the kettle started singin
she prepared to give her answer
as the fridge was hummin loudly
wiped the sweat off her fourth finger
as the oven burned so proudly
but then he got back on his feet
as the tap water was runnin
said he had changed his mind
as the bread dough sat there roughenin
her heart broke in her chest
as her hand reached for the cleaver
his face was unimpressed
as he turned around to leave 'er
the tears fell down her cheeks
as her irises turned black
and she whispered to herself
as the knife flew in his back
"now you know how i feel"
as he gasped a final breath
then she swung back to her cookin
as he slipped into his death
her heartbreak made her crazy
as the blood spread 'cross the floor
and that's why no one's in the kitchen
with dinah anymore
- p. winter
May 28, 2017
May 28, 2017 at 9:44 PM UTC
Hey Jo lo dear
Hey j l dear
Can you hear me whispering
Hear me saying babe
Can you feel my touch
Feel my lips upon your neck
Are the words in your head
Ah , good or they bad
From past loves that were bad
Come on dear , my jL dear
I'm happy now, aren't you?
Eyes turnin red, and face turnin blue
I feel so far from you
And when you call me
Call me babe
I'm lost in rue
Your cotton candy eyes make my sweet tooth sting
Hot breath, ears are ringin
I surely do my lover
My Jo lo dear
My LJ dear
I love to watch you sleep
I love to watch you twitch
I feel so far from you dear
Call me babe
Jul 16, 2013
Jul 16, 2013 at 11:56 PM UTC
Listen to October sing
the dancin' breeze
through leafless trees
the stabbin' cold in every thing
And to his narrow
tree branch brings'
a raven claimin'
oh, most everything
"Ring-ting-jingling"
catch that chimin' bird a ringin'
nine o'clock
nine times in stock to chime
and that old birds wastin' no time
a-singin'
May 14, 2013
May 14, 2013 at 12:14 PM UTC
Posted for my mad buddy who I swear has peed reading it. If you think it doesn't fit here. Don't read it I guess.
Cindersfellas
When Cinderella lost her shoe, the Prince did all that he could do!
Night and day he gave his all to re unite it with her smelly sole
So many that he tried it upon, yet none could hold the slipper on.
To fat to thin or athlete's foot and what a stink he had to sniff up
But as he thought his quest was fraught, a delicate foot he came upon
Pedicured and delicate, all his foot ferishes desired!
Like fingers into a silken glove, her tootsies slid into its glass a perfect fit he's found his wife
All ended well her sisters thrashed and cinders got the Princes heart
She also got the princes cash, his castle horses cars and thrones, all the maid had dreamed upon.
That as Disney is same in life, when you marry a gold digging *****
But.. Cinders is simply just a tale to make kids think that lifes a rainbow
With unicorns an Bambis too with multi coloured marshmallow poos
It ain't that or nothing near, because there ain't no Prince or footwear here!
Often a fool who does there part to show their love to another's heart
Yet used and abused and taken for granted, often hit and always shouting
Ringin bells? And not in church? You're a victim of the Disney curse!!
You ain't Snow white more like the prisoner, locked inside a nightmare before Christmas
No glass slippers no carriage either, all they sold you is wedding fever!!
So be your own Princess or Prince or knave or whatever else you think
Your life, your choice your one and only
Don't waste it with unworthy causes.
For in the end you're a long time dead
Don't let them **** you inside as well
Your heart beats and it beats for you
Sometimes in time with another's too
So there you have it, all that is
No glass slipper no magical dream
But if you think the one for you
is out there in lifes foggy world
You may be right and find them there
I hope it's all that you deserve
But remember now just these things.
Cinders never got a ring !
Maybe Shrek was not a Prince
But Fiona didn't get beaten up
Feb 11, 2017
Feb 11, 2017 at 3:01 PM UTC
School's out for the holiday;
no classes and presents - "Hip hooray!"
Before we go our sep'rate ways,
there's jelly, cake and party games...
...and this party's gonna end with a bang!
We've sang and danced the "Hokey Cokey";
Laughed and played - so okey-dokey.
Pass the parcel - this and more.
We know what we're waiting for.
Nearly time to pack away;
they've brightened up out happy day.
Not much more to do or say;
only one more game to play.
Runnin', jumpin', sittin'!
Sound in my ears ringin'.
Squeals of fright mixed with delight;
runnin', jumpin', sittin'!
Years go by - less young I get;
no sign of it going yet.
My latex friends cheer up my day -
soft and fragile - here I play.
Sittin' - sweet sittin'!
Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 8:37 PM UTC
especially when I stand in the rain
with my special sense feeling the hair on neck stand up
a ringin' in my ears drunker than
fallin' down in the audience with a special
sharin' anticipating the thunder of bass
and the highest ringin'
in my ears
AC/DC the best but would trade my IRA's
for a Nugent ticket or give my stash to a peddler
for one minute of Led Zeppelin.
Just to go again and bang my head like I did
when I was young. I blow a candle out, wishing.
But those days I guess are past.
For once again I am 29, and grey.
Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 11:10 PM UTC
Violets turn red
And roses turn blue
Now that I am
Without my boo
I've grown up through the years
Having many losses and many wins
The competition always ringin in my ears
That is where it all begins
People are always focused on the cost
Whenever has there not been a price?
Truly we have won less than we have lost
If we have forgotten how to be nice
Lets stop focusing on where we want to be
And simply focus on wherever we are
Because if it was truly up to me
I would have never let you roam away alone so far
I would have been right by your side
I would have withdrawn from the competition
Yet back then I had too much pride
And an even stronger ambition
Baby I'm sorry for all that I put you through
But even that will never be enough
I know that there is nothing that I can do
To once again find my diamond in the rough
Oh yes your beauty outshines any jewel
But to tell you was hard for me to say
I was too focused on wanting to be cool
So I ended up pushing you away
Yet now I pay a greater price
For not having noticed that you were gone
It's lonely here in paradise
And I'm not sure I want to carry on
I always wanted to be my best
So caught up in all the competition
But now there is a heavy heart in my chest
For having paid too much attention to my ambition
I've grown up now through the years
All of the years I have now been without you
It truly brings me to tears
To think of all the things I wish we could do
These are all the things I would say to her
If I ever got the chance to see her again
But one can definitely know for sure
That she is my inspiration for my hand and pen
Yes I'm not so good at switching gears
I've turned into a person who holds on too tight
The difference is noticeable among all our old peers
Who say that my dark eyes are empty without her light
Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 1:20 PM UTC
**** dumb driven
bass drum rhythm
wild
my head beating serious
top hat ringin'
snare drum upper taps
all goes in
rebounds
against my cranium
drives me\
nuts
Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 8:43 PM UTC