"socking" poems
You can rate me,
You can bait me,
You can freight me,
You can strait me,
Simulate me,
Even better
Drop a roofie,
Game a debtor.
You're so groovy, misbehaving,
Misbehaving,
Give it to me,
Trouble waiting,
Fascinating,
Always mating,
You can wake me,
You can slave me,
You can grade me,
You can shave me,
Integrate me,
I pulsating
A new navy,
All the skimmings,
Underpinning
Jehovah's witness,
Keep on stalking,
Better fitness,
Keep on shocking,
Shell is thinning,
Gettin' gotten,
Rot 'n' reeling.
Don't touch my bikini.
Better smile when you see me,
You can stare
That's a freebie.
Don't touch my bikini.
Looking is free,
But touching's gonna cost you
Something.
Smooth and lanky,
Hanky panky,
Got no treat or
New York Yankee,
Super leader,
Count to seven,
Go to Paris,
Break the leaven,
Roger Maris,
Bleed the Czar,
Shooting star,
You're so levy,
You're so sunny,
Getting ready,
Here's the money,
Socking heady,
Making honey,
Toasting herons,
That's not funny,
Waiter Betty,
Way too ****
You're so on it,
You're so honest,
You can fool me,
You remold me,
All the preachers never told me,
Heavy breathing
Punting reason,
Welcome season.
Don't touch my graffiti.
Smile if you dare,
Oily oinkers everywhere.
Keep watching, you graffiti.
Next time you'll learn
That touching's gonna cost you
Something.
Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 2:18 PM UTC
Hey guys
Guess what!
I've been drinking since 8 PM yesterday evening
It's going on 4 AM.
Whiskey and watered down, or stale, cola.
And I still don't feel like socking some random
Bystander
In the face.
Right hook
For no reason at all.
In Latrobe
Pistolvania,
Because that's how you prove strength.
That's how you show your dominance.
I guess.
I beg to disagree.
Tunnel vision's setting in. No holding back now.
I don't give a **** who you are.
I don't give a **** what you're made of.
If you're ready to lay hands on
My father,
And my brother,
Know full and well that you just dug your own ******* grave.
I will pull you off of my brother.
I will make you submit.
And you will know "you done goofed"
As you and yours would put it so beautifully.
The man you once respected for holding his own
Is now the man who holds your fate.
Nov 27, 2014
Nov 27, 2014 at 3:59 AM UTC
Love vis-a-vis Hate ..
Electric storm sweep the planet Love from Moon ,
thousand light years passed ..
a blue heart stuck under a big stone on Mars..
Souls floating on the cosmic sea ..
muffled scream, heart socking ,bleeding love
in cosmic UV Rays ...
Secret desires Lost in milky ways ,
wishes barried in space...
Big bang changed the Universe ...
Love blind universe.... as if a landscape of tears ..
Hearts eagered ... skipped beating ,
in every disconnection of retinas ..
Our hearts failed to colide ...
explosion caused us seperation .
Cosmic vibration...
Waiting for another big bang ..
A new stelar structure .
where every galaxy ,planet ,
milky way axis to love ..
Evolution of a new Universe Love ...
Apocalyptic of ' Hate '...world...
Blue heart got his soloar system back
with planet love and moon in orbit...
By Mahi -Galaxy
Oct 8, 2013
Oct 8, 2013 at 7:03 PM UTC
Love vis-a-vis Hate ..
Electric storm sweep the planet Love from Moon ,
thousand light years passed ..
a blue heart stuck under a big stone on Mars..
Souls floating on the cosmic sea ..
muffled scream, heart socking ,bleeding love
in cosmic UV Rays ...
Secret desires Lost in milky ways ,
wishes barried in space...
Big bang changed the Universe ...
Love blind universe.... as if a landscape of tears ..
Hearts eagered ... skipped beating ,
in every disconnection of retinas ..
Our hearts failed to colide ...
explosion caused us seperation .
Cosmic vibration...
Waiting for another big bang ..
A new stelar structure .
where every galaxy ,planet ,
milky way axis to love ..
Evolution of a new Universe Love ...
Apocalyptic of ' Hate '...world...
Blue heart got his soloar system back
with planet love and moon in orbit...
By Mahi -Galaxy
www.mahadin.co.uk
Oct 21, 2013
Oct 21, 2013 at 7:48 AM UTC
There's the day kid
whom they drop off
very weekday
to the locked ward
and he stands there
by the window
peering out
or he follows
Yiska about
sometimes standing
right in front of her
now and then
muttering obscenities
I sit on the sofa
in the main lounge
trying to ignore him
listening to the music
from the radio
Maggie May
by Rod Stewart
seems to be on
and Yiska says
get out of my face
you **** face
the kid just stands there
with that stupid grin
and no nurses
seems to notice
or care or whatever
and I get up
and push him
away from her
and he topples back
against the wall
and comes at me
and all of a sudden
nurses are there
in between us
holding him back
and me from
socking him to the jaw
what's going on?
a nurse says
some big overweight
male nurse
the kid keeps on
pestering me
and Benny was just
keeping him away
Yiska says
we cannot have violence
the big nurse says
then keep him
out of my face then
Yiska says
or I'll knee him
some place
and it won't be his face
the nurse takes
the kid off
to a different area
and sits him down
I go stand by Yiska
and we walk to
the brown sofa
well worn
but at least we
have peace and quiet
and not a down town
in house riot.
Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 2:14 AM UTC
I really hate those school Cliche groups
The jocks, the skaters the nerds
How did this childish survival ways bleed into our societies heart
I hate the way it sticks into adulthood
How sad as adults we still have this need to be liked and wanted by peers
So much
So desperate are we
That we
****
Pick
Poke
Sneer
Bully
Seclud
Judg
Hateful hateful world
I want to see strong wild men in the wind standing tall speaking there minds and saving the abused
stood next to them strong Amazonian woman equal and proud
Intellectual characters being right, debating discussing , RANTING on their soap box next to the argumentative and rebellious types
Sticking it to the man with all their might
I want to see the witty and the ****** speak up and say there peace
Socking reality and bluntness to you
Bowling over your cliche
And next to them ...
The advocate of the underdog standing strong
I want you to hear our voices our views our arguments
I want you to stop bending and straighten your spine against the wind of oppression
To enlighten your fire your flame
Soul recharged
Eyes open to the realities and ignorance
To truly take into your conscious brain
The man
The rule
The emperor structure of unfairness of life
Stand against this gale with all your differences
Unique diversities
Proud to be that spark that can only shine like you do
I just want you to be the best you
(C) Ashley Kane
Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 8:32 AM UTC
I grabbed the weasels' tail and helped him along the street tot he other side to greet his nephew, he is bent out of shape from all the barrel scraping and the eye doctor socking,
he wishes he had three pairs, for pairs, a couple socks, cause he's tired of going barefoot, or with naked soles under rubber boots,
one more pairs of socks
he orders them, and they come, but he distill doesn't have them
why no socks?
he wears them and then they are in the shower he wears them and then they are on neptune invisible rings, he wears them and ten they are on the couch, soaked in coffee and tabasco sauce
and the broom will be kept, and the street livens, it begins to awake
at least I still have my barefoot
sinking into the coffee table
May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 7:41 AM UTC
I wake up, I see green
Evergreen trees
Open the window, I smell water
Fresh rainwater
Walking outside, I see birds
Bee-Eater birds greeting hello
Socking in the beautifulness, I touch the flowers
Wildflowers grow in the distance
But, I wake up
In an aglow dreaming
Dec 20, 2019
Dec 20, 2019 at 4:20 PM UTC
(what...me write vernacular English???)
Okay, the gist of anemic
checking account averred
asked from one
FaceBook English Literary bird,
I could plainly enumerate
Sachin be cured
of spellbinding nightmares,
and not accused
of acting demurred
the esse cent chill
dime a dozen premise ensured
prime merrily to discover
visa wells Fargo
sieve err (ala Eratosthenes) forward
solution, whereby means
to save money
against being gored
no...no...no...not to be stingy,
nor selfishly hoard
meager unearned social security
monthly allotment, aye ignored
to mention as key piece
of information a dub bill
lit tete ting bout with anxiety,
obsessive compulsive, not cavil
air lee shaken off and schizoid
personality disorder like evil
mailer daemons, which
undermined ability to full fill
quality existence, and even
prescribed about,
a half dozen
medications help ill
psyche, though nonetheless mill
yens of precious moments pill
furred with pro
fuse sweating still
interferes supplementing,
stoking, and socking
away reserve till,
last creased furrow sought out
here in Schwenksville
Pennsylvania most likely, where
one last gulp of oxygen will
finally deliver cremated ashes
into eternal void
where psychological state
free from being destroyed
and forever exempt trying
to be write lee employed!
Aug 7, 2018
Aug 7, 2018 at 2:49 AM UTC