"rlly" poems
When we're together we can:
- hold hands
- kiss
- listen to our favorite tunes
- be super weird
- take rlly dumb selfies
- eat at subway
- sing dumb lovey dovey songs together
- cuddle
- hug
Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 7:44 AM UTC
Deny
I deny the feelings i have for you.
I deny every time you walk down the street and my homie ask if i love you and i say **** you but in the back of my mind all i can think about is how much i l rlly love you
I deny the fact the when you got a new man that it dosent hurt me because i know i can treat better then any ***** ever will
I deny that you are not the most beautiful thing in the world because your beauty is what wakes me up in this world
I deny that i dnt want you as my future wife Knowing deep down that all i want to do his hold you tight right by my side you as my bonnie and me as your clyde
I deny how intellectual you really are even tho your the most intelligent woman in the world
I deny that i dnt think about you when i sleep but we both know your in my dreams always holding hands taking on the world as best as we can
I deny i dont want to be your protector even tho i wont let anything hurt you
I deny that your eyes arent pretty but gorgeous like the sunset over the seas
I deny that your not all i want but you are the only thing i need
I deny i deny i deny i deny
I dont know why i deny
I deny to tell you the truth all the time because it might hurt
I deny that deep down inside that your not my favorite girl
I deny your not my whole wide world
I deny that this poem wasnt made for you to show my love for you.
I guess you will never know how i really feel for you because of my denial
Oct 29, 2012
Oct 29, 2012 at 10:20 PM UTC
Dashing through the halls
With teachers up my a$$
I have to take a test
I rlly hope you pass
This school is actually hell
I can't even spell
You get to class right now, you wanna make the bell
JINGLE BELLS
**** OURSELVES
HIT ME WITH A SLEIGH
I'M SO DONE
THIS ISN'T FUN
THERE GOES MY GPA
Jun 16, 2019
Jun 16, 2019 at 12:29 AM UTC
The Monster Within
The beast lurks within my chest ******* out the rest
The remaining parts that makes me, me
The teeth of the beast, pierces my heart
I try to heal as the pain pours out
I hold my screams, fearing redemption from the beast
Been with me for so long it feels right....
This pain, is all I feel, sometimes all I need, sometimes this pain makes me feel like me again, because I can feel again
Instead of being an empty shell
Jul 11, 2016
Jul 11, 2016 at 3:00 AM UTC
i found out
today that i hate you
so im going to spend every waking minute trying to hide you
Dec 8, 2021
Dec 8, 2021 at 3:58 PM UTC
The way everything else does.
Everything has a foundation,
A solid block to stand on.
Songs need a perfect string of syllables,
And a cool, catchy tune.
A book needs character arcs
And a story that can make one swoon.
But a poem chooses what it does,
What it says and how it says it,
w e c a n s p a c e o u t t h e l e t t e r s
OR TYPE IN ALL CAPS.
i to of
am limited the lines the
not implied page
and i dont rlly have to use proper grammer, nessisarily,
Because as long as a poem gets across its message,
The "why" of it all,
Well, that's a good poem in MY book,
My book of feelings nailed in the wall.
Jan 6, 2018
Jan 6, 2018 at 8:20 PM UTC
lately, i've been hearing that you wrote
someone else's name on your heart
but lord knows that all the sharpie in the world
couldn't cover up what i carved there
Jun 16, 2019
Jun 16, 2019 at 2:46 AM UTC
"So how are ya?"
Fine, I guess. I've been feeling really good and rlly happy the past weeks, but I'm so anxious. Like everything I built will just collapse and make me fall in a dark hole again. I actually didn't self-harm for over a month, so I'm kinda proud of myself.
Sep 1, 2019
Sep 1, 2019 at 3:22 PM UTC
she’s so lovley she’s so pretty she has rlly nice brown eyes and when i hug her i always stand in the sun so i can see how yellow they turn it’s my favorite color
Jun 13, 2019
Jun 13, 2019 at 9:58 PM UTC
I've been teased because I wear jackets in 100 degree weather
been asked by my mother
questioned by my " friends "
I've answered with
I get cold
I'm just rlly cold
I'm fine
its Okay
but it's not okay
I'm not fine
I'm not just really cold
I don't get cold fast
I should've answered with
I cutt
I'm scared
I should've shoved them
I should've answered my mother
I should've answered my friends
but I know I can't
and I know I shouldn't
because those friends
would've questioned me more
I would've gotten scared
I would've froze
I would regret
just like I do with my life
Regret
Jun 5, 2019
Jun 5, 2019 at 10:29 PM UTC