Smuthering poems on Hello Poetry

Sydney Victoria Nov 2012

I'm One Off 7 Billion Crying,
I'm One Off 7 Billion Slowly Dying,
Half The World Trying,
The Other Half Lying,
Starvation And Disease,
Criminals And Thieves,
An Empire Grows,
Then One Is Diseased,
The World Is Cruel To Say The Least,
A Look At The Past,
Brings A Good Laugh,
But In The End,
Two Wrists Are Slashed,
Erie Flashbacks Crowd Millions Of Minds,
Snipers, Terriorists, And Grenade Mines,
Litter The Worlds Beautiful Face,
All This Human Violence Is Such A Disgrace,
Diwali Everyday In Cities Around The World,
But Not The Festival Of Light,
Just The Light Pollution Smuthering The Stars,
I'm One Of 7 Billion Being Lied To,
One Of 7 Billion Inclined To,
Believe In Humanity,
To Believe There Is No Insanity,
I'm One Of Just 7 Billion Wandering This Lonely,
Yet Crowded World

I'll Starve But Never Die In This World Of Hungry Ghosts -Lupe Fiasco<3

Sydney Victoria Oct 2012

Early Morning Fog

Everything Was Stiil,
Silence Limgered In The Air,
Soppy Cement Was A Barren Path,
One Star Poked Through Dawn's Misty Sky,
I Was A Shadow,
Completed With Red Pouty Lips,
And Red Lace Running Along My Fair Skin,
My Eyes Strained To See 20 Feet Ahead,
In The Smuthering Darkness,
And I Couldn't Help Thinking,
About *You

Sorry This Isn't Good.. I'm Just Coming Out Of Writers Block So I'm A Little Rusty

Michael Parish Oct 2013

I believe in my friends

The rags to riches,
You know what's burried in the face,
The waiters ambitious nature,
A cooks heratige,
My friends are millionaires.
One day ill listen and
Learn about the secret
lives.
The rags to riches,
One day the cook will
want me to know,
and so will the waiter,
I always wanted a......
Do you think I can......
I know.......
One day my friends will open up
like a embarrased oyster.

What ever feels akward for week.
Goes away like a bad haircut.
I hope the bad hair cut never grows out.
Every face is bare and naked,
Tender eneouph to give kisses
the kisses that are couageous.
Ill never forget the times outside
my friends and I spent smuthering
eachother in lipstick.  Thats what friends do
Friends kiss eachother when the days are helpless.
Tell me more about being a rapper.
Tell me more about your resturant.
Tell me more about being a laywer.
Ill kiss you and say the dreams never leave.
Ill kiss them all and say the dreams never leave.

Anique Prinse Jan 2018

Untitled

the moment i met you felt like
fireflies in a jar
a fly in a spiderweb
a fallen on the ground popsicle
an ancient love story in my own head

all beautifull but captivating
your kiss kept me longing
your touch kept me soft
your smile was my crack
and i couldnt get enough

all the feels, the best of them
and than comes the feelings
hitting me harder than a train hitting a car
devastating in your own way

perfectly broken in love
the story to be told
is yet another beautifull train wreck

i wait for another taste of you
i long for your smuthering gaze
your the only high i want to endure
broken perfectly

Anique Prinse May 2018

thoughts

something inside takes me over
in the blink of an eye
smuthering my clear thought with anxiety i cant not be freed from
my mind takes me to places where i think i did you wrong

did i?
do you not have any regrets at all?
not even a single one?
about me?

i feel alone and misunderstood
i feel as if i did or said something wrong
''Express it to me'' - you say
but expressing these terrifying thought to you
is worse then admitting that i am scared to lose you

so i cry and hope you reach out to me
after all, you said you would.
you said you missed me too but what if i read between your lines and therefore i misunderstood?

insecure as a tanktop on a 'big girl'
i feel big
I do not feel pretty nor can i understand how you could be in love with me?

the best time is when i am with you, because then my thoughts do not wonder. i feel safe and loved.
so why am i thinking this way?

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