"swiper" poems - Hello Poetry

Supposedly too much television will rot your brain away BUT... you can 't believe what everyone may say KERMIT told us it ain't easy being green TAYLOR SWIFT taught us people can be trouble & really mean SEBASTIAN the CRAB told us it is better down where it is wetter CINDERELLA taught us that eventually things will get better SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS told us over & over he's READY! he's READY! THE TORTOISE taught us that being quick may not always work KAYNE WEST taught us people are rude, interrupting, annoying & huge jerks MR KRABS taught us some people are money hungry & greedy LINDSAY LOHAN taught us some people are attention needy DORA THE EXPLORER taught us to live our life as an adventure & go explore SWIPER taught us to always go for more SQUIDWARD taught us not everyone has happiness to share PATRICK STAR taught us that some people's heads are filled with air PLANKTON taught us that you can never give up on reaching your goal ALICE's curiosity taught us don't chase white rabbits with pocket watches down their hole PETER PAN taught us to live carefree & have no worries at all HORTON taught us that a person is a person no matter how small THE LORAX taught us to take care of our trees SNOW WHITE taught us that there maybe more than what the eye sees TOMMY PICKLES taught us sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do THE GRINCH taught us that deep down inside, the cruel have hearts too NEMO'S DAD MARLIN taught us you can't protect people from all & or any danger BARNEY taught us not to talk to a stranger TIMONE & PUMBA taught us "HAKUNA MATATA" LILO & STITCH taught us no one gets left behind or forgotten, that is "OHANA" SOUTH PARK taught us not to give a **** & some friends can be a huge ****** BAG JUSTIN BIEBER taught us what isn't "SWAG" STEWIE taught us that even if you're talking not everyone is listening NELLY taught us that not everywhere has air conditioning "HOT IN HERRE" DOROTHY taught us is you want to go home just click your heels three times & repeat "THERE IS NO PLACE LIKE HOME" SOUTH PARK'S TWEAK taught us that your underwear get stolen by the underwear gnomes So much we've unknowingly managed to obtain secretly stored in our brain celebrities, songs, shows & even cartoons have taught us a lot & that's what life lessons are all about little hidden lessons & messages everywhere & completely unaware you pass it on & share

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Aug 17, 2015

Aug 17, 2015 at 4:00 AM UTC

becky-littmann

Consciously Unaware, Taught Subconsciously..

Supposedly too much television will rot your brain away BUT... you can 't believe what everyone may say KERMIT told us it ain't easy being green TAYLOR SWIFT taught us people can be trouble & really mean SEBASTIAN the CRAB told us it is better down where it is wetter CINDERELLA taught us that eventually things will get better SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS told us over & over he's READY! he's READY! THE TORTOISE taught us that being quick may not always work KAYNE WEST taught us people are rude, interrupting, annoying & huge jerks MR KRABS taught us some people are money hungry & greedy LINDSAY LOHAN taught us some people are attention needy DORA THE EXPLORER taught us to live our life as an adventure & go explore SWIPER taught us to always go for more SQUIDWARD taught us not everyone has happiness to share PATRICK STAR taught us that some people's heads are filled with air PLANKTON taught us that you can never give up on reaching your goal ALICE's curiosity taught us don't chase white rabbits with pocket watches down their hole PETER PAN taught us to live carefree & have no worries at all HORTON taught us that a person is a person no matter how small THE LORAX taught us to take care of our trees SNOW WHITE taught us that there maybe more than what the eye sees TOMMY PICKLES taught us sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do THE GRINCH taught us that deep down inside, the cruel have hearts too NEMO'S DAD MARLIN taught us you can't protect people from all & or any danger BARNEY taught us not to talk to a stranger TIMONE & PUMBA taught us "HAKUNA MATATA" LILO & STITCH taught us no one gets left behind or forgotten, that is "OHANA" SOUTH PARK taught us not to give a **** & some friends can be a huge ****** BAG JUSTIN BIEBER taught us what isn't "SWAG" STEWIE taught us that even if you're talking not everyone is listening NELLY taught us that not everywhere has air conditioning "HOT IN HERRE" DOROTHY taught us is you want to go home just click your heels three times & repeat "THERE IS NO PLACE LIKE HOME" SOUTH PARK'S TWEAK taught us that your underwear get stolen by the underwear gnomes So much we've unknowingly managed to obtain secretly stored in our brain celebrities, songs, shows & even cartoons have taught us a lot & that's what life lessons are all about little hidden lessons & messages everywhere & completely unaware you pass it on & share

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purple, violent with love so deep beyond sight but silver calm serene as well-- the flicker-mood incarnate, a swiper styled at the center crux of being that better me, likes to hide all foxy in giggle fits of cosmic nothing else but play --amethyst beams and silhouetted sundust whirls of pain dispersed and lethe wards agleam

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Feb 10, 2013

Feb 10, 2013 at 8:52 PM UTC

vircapio-gale

limn compassion

purple, violent with love so deep beyond sight but silver calm serene as well-- the flicker-mood incarnate, a swiper styled at the center crux of being that better me, likes to hide all foxy in giggle fits of cosmic nothing else but play --amethyst beams and silhouetted sundust whirls of pain dispersed and lethe wards agleam

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Swiper no swiping..... I replay these words in my head daily. It's an iconic phrase for my little sister.I love hearing the sound of her voice, such happiness and light behind it. It gives me hope. I love how such simple words from silly cartoon can light up my day when it comes from my six year old sisters mouth. Her smile alone can pull me out of a hole of depression. She's a ray of sunshine shining in the pool of darkness I drown in called emotions. It's funny, at such a young age this little girl has become my hero. At only the age of six she has managed to turn my life around. I could be having the worst day ever and the thought of her puts a smile on my face. So if such a simple thing as a little girls words from her favorite cartoon can brighten up a teenage girl on the verge of suicide imagine what your words can do.

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Dec 1, 2015

Dec 1, 2015 at 8:59 PM UTC

Somerandompoet

Swiper no swiping

Swiper no swiping..... I replay these words in my head daily. It's an iconic phrase for my little sister.I love hearing the sound of her voice, such happiness and light behind it. It gives me hope. I love how such simple words from silly cartoon can light up my day when it comes from my six year old sisters mouth. Her smile alone can pull me out of a hole of depression. She's a ray of sunshine shining in the pool of darkness I drown in called emotions. It's funny, at such a young age this little girl has become my hero. At only the age of six she has managed to turn my life around. I could be having the worst day ever and the thought of her puts a smile on my face. So if such a simple thing as a little girls words from her favorite cartoon can brighten up a teenage girl on the verge of suicide imagine what your words can do.

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Chipping nails, shards of hardened skin and turquois on silver, her hand attached to a paperback permeating of rotting corpses and wilted flowers among washed up license plates scuffed by sea glass, once a bottle of a failed enlightened and darkened drunk, I am sure of it. You drool, salvia skulking your chin— loose fingers drop the rain-soaked umbrella and I’m drenched in water, I sail down the street, on an arc brimmed with mammals and arachnids; six of the spiders, two of the dog. I spit out and profess the skin once clung to my lips, I see the layers, out here, two dogs prance around the field, tripping over each other as six spiders creep and crawl under us, slithering one lands on my sweater in the classroom, I squish it dead, with the heel of my hand. Usually, I’d scream. Instead, I took the power to make something alive—something dead. Fog-Horn Leg-Horn, “and then-and then, I say-I say” kills you, wadding you beneath the cooped-up coop, Swiper Swipes No More.

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Nov 13, 2014

Nov 13, 2014 at 4:15 PM UTC

bri

Surreal

Chipping nails, shards of hardened skin and turquois on silver, her hand attached to a paperback permeating of rotting corpses and wilted flowers among washed up license plates scuffed by sea glass, once a bottle of a failed enlightened and darkened drunk, I am sure of it. You drool, salvia skulking your chin— loose fingers drop the rain-soaked umbrella and I’m drenched in water, I sail down the street, on an arc brimmed with mammals and arachnids; six of the spiders, two of the dog. I spit out and profess the skin once clung to my lips, I see the layers, out here, two dogs prance around the field, tripping over each other as six spiders creep and crawl under us, slithering one lands on my sweater in the classroom, I squish it dead, with the heel of my hand. Usually, I’d scream. Instead, I took the power to make something alive—something dead. Fog-Horn Leg-Horn, “and then-and then, I say-I say” kills you, wadding you beneath the cooped-up coop, Swiper Swipes No More.

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"Do you think peoples dreams come true?" "Yes." "Do you think that someone will ever not find that?" "No. Only if they give up." As a kid, I didn't know how to dream. Santa was my Uncle Raymond. DJ Laid out the Easter eggs. Mommy was the tooth fairy, so if I was good, I'd get a few extra dollars. I used big words like concentrating and forgiveness. I didn't pretend my Dad would one day be there for me, He wasn't. He was an alcoholic. My mom hated her body. Bill abuses my aunt, and I have always known. I did not know how to dream. I had nightmares. Swiper the fix trying to swipe me. Peeing the bed. People leaving and dying and chasing and falling. I do not remember dreams. Whimsy. You are my miracle. We're. We're. We're. I learned how to dream when I held you. When I saw that look in your eyes when you were dreaming.. I somehow learned how too.. It isnt what it is cracked up to be. I do not like to dream. Not now that you are gone. I have to realize that I am logic. I am a rock. I am alone. I am school work and planning and organizing and predictability. I cannot be a dreamer. That is why you leave. Always will. I learned to dream. I will always have you to thank for that.. But I have to give that up now. The shoe did not fit. Dreams don't come true. Dreams don't come true. Dreams do not ever come true. Logic does. I learned to dream of us and love and trust and forever and Caleb and family and... I give up on my dreams.

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Aug 17, 2015

Aug 17, 2015 at 2:01 PM UTC

everyoneleavessodeal

Untitled

"Do you think peoples dreams come true?" "Yes." "Do you think that someone will ever not find that?" "No. Only if they give up." As a kid, I didn't know how to dream. Santa was my Uncle Raymond. DJ Laid out the Easter eggs. Mommy was the tooth fairy, so if I was good, I'd get a few extra dollars. I used big words like concentrating and forgiveness. I didn't pretend my Dad would one day be there for me, He wasn't. He was an alcoholic. My mom hated her body. Bill abuses my aunt, and I have always known. I did not know how to dream. I had nightmares. Swiper the fix trying to swipe me. Peeing the bed. People leaving and dying and chasing and falling. I do not remember dreams. Whimsy. You are my miracle. We're. We're. We're. I learned how to dream when I held you. When I saw that look in your eyes when you were dreaming.. I somehow learned how too.. It isnt what it is cracked up to be. I do not like to dream. Not now that you are gone. I have to realize that I am logic. I am a rock. I am alone. I am school work and planning and organizing and predictability. I cannot be a dreamer. That is why you leave. Always will. I learned to dream. I will always have you to thank for that.. But I have to give that up now. The shoe did not fit. Dreams don't come true. Dreams don't come true. Dreams do not ever come true. Logic does. I learned to dream of us and love and trust and forever and Caleb and family and... I give up on my dreams.

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Every night I hope I find my message in a bottle, but really it's just to sext this hex away. Monday nights are lonely on that hook-up culture, Juvenile Tinder App-- Swiper no swiping, but I'm still that little girl cowering from the screen where someone will definitely take my soul valuables But if these be masochistic flames to my emotional Hell-- Rage on, commence the ******* parade, their drumbeat matching my bleeding-heart attitude transposed into cryptic Finsta posts and 3am Snapchat stories. You made me feel like Lana, fervid and fated in a ride or die façade which crumbled to Taylor's fake femme fatale "narrative." Ripping off the wings of our swan song doesn't make you Frank Sinatra, even though you crooned a tune of Love and Marriage in between my sheets; those were odes to blanket you (not me).

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Nov 11, 2017

Nov 11, 2017 at 8:55 PM UTC

b-wynn

DM

Every night I hope I find my message in a bottle, but really it's just to sext this hex away. Monday nights are lonely on that hook-up culture, Juvenile Tinder App-- Swiper no swiping, but I'm still that little girl cowering from the screen where someone will definitely take my soul valuables But if these be masochistic flames to my emotional Hell-- Rage on, commence the ******* parade, their drumbeat matching my bleeding-heart attitude transposed into cryptic Finsta posts and 3am Snapchat stories. You made me feel like Lana, fervid and fated in a ride or die façade which crumbled to Taylor's fake femme fatale "narrative." Ripping off the wings of our swan song doesn't make you Frank Sinatra, even though you crooned a tune of Love and Marriage in between my sheets; those were odes to blanket you (not me).

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Your constant search, are you not tired? Can't we just try. These little whisps of optimism will sure be my death, these little whisps of optimism, always come to an end. A screeching halt, a sudden turn. To the dark and for the worst.

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Dec 22, 2015

Dec 22, 2015 at 10:29 AM UTC

cya

Swiper of sweats

Your constant search, are you not tired? Can't we just try. These little whisps of optimism will sure be my death, these little whisps of optimism, always come to an end. A screeching halt, a sudden turn. To the dark and for the worst.

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The love of your Life Is just one swipe Away Swiper no swiping Now Your love's gone Away

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Jul 1, 2017

Jul 1, 2017 at 1:11 PM UTC

the-jolteon

Dora the Millenial Explorer

The love of your Life Is just one swipe Away Swiper no swiping Now Your love's gone Away

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