"tauntings" poems - Hello Poetry

I'm a poet, You don't know it I stay up writing... My experience It's kind of morbid Lots of things have happened... You'd be furious, If you knew Every thing you've done to me Has been published... My blog's my news. Every bad day, Every good thing, has its own place... In my station, Online. Since I was fourteen I've been taunting, you.

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Oct 20, 2023

Oct 20, 2023 at 12:24 PM UTC

Jellyfish

Online Tauntings

I'm a poet, You don't know it I stay up writing... My experience It's kind of morbid Lots of things have happened... You'd be furious, If you knew Every thing you've done to me Has been published... My blog's my news. Every bad day, Every good thing, has its own place... In my station, Online. Since I was fourteen I've been taunting, you.

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The drifter and the comely young women who gleamed with charisma walk passed the rabble-rousers on their way to tie the knot The rabble-rousers cheer, tossing out superlatives, praising their oncoming matrimony The young woman is chomping at the bit to finally settle down The drifter is on the same boat, he can't keep living the life of a rolling stone He's gonna give the married life a whirl She has her dress in a brown paper bag and he has on the shiniest cuff links this side of the Pacific Some say they just portrayed a happy couple But behind closed doors they had hidden intentions But I'd wager that they truly loved each other But my my opinion is superfluous, they know in their hearts what they're doing is right So they got that going for them They make their way to the ****** who is set to marry the two Until they are ambushed by pinheads with the gift of gab and know it all's who know nothing but still try to talk out of their ***** even though their heads are already wedged tightly up them already Egregious questions and tauntings of habitual bullshitters What was God thinking during their creation? Good thing the worst of them all has been tarred and feather and ran out of town on a rail, or so I've been told They finally reach their destination and say their vows right off their cuffs Say I do, kiss with just me in attendance And leave all these sheep all these irritants behind And embark on their new life together

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Aug 12, 2014

Aug 12, 2014 at 4:21 PM UTC

tommy-johnson

A Not-So-Secret Elopement

The drifter and the comely young women who gleamed with charisma walk passed the rabble-rousers on their way to tie the knot The rabble-rousers cheer, tossing out superlatives, praising their oncoming matrimony The young woman is chomping at the bit to finally settle down The drifter is on the same boat, he can't keep living the life of a rolling stone He's gonna give the married life a whirl She has her dress in a brown paper bag and he has on the shiniest cuff links this side of the Pacific Some say they just portrayed a happy couple But behind closed doors they had hidden intentions But I'd wager that they truly loved each other But my my opinion is superfluous, they know in their hearts what they're doing is right So they got that going for them They make their way to the ****** who is set to marry the two Until they are ambushed by pinheads with the gift of gab and know it all's who know nothing but still try to talk out of their ***** even though their heads are already wedged tightly up them already Egregious questions and tauntings of habitual bullshitters What was God thinking during their creation? Good thing the worst of them all has been tarred and feather and ran out of town on a rail, or so I've been told They finally reach their destination and say their vows right off their cuffs Say I do, kiss with just me in attendance And leave all these sheep all these irritants behind And embark on their new life together

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What if I told you that... my brother, well he's older than me but he has a mental disability he isn't like you and me he learns, thinks, and acts differently so at 23, he's a little brother to me and growing up, a little brother he was . . . THE MOST OBNOXIOUS THING ON THE PLANET always taking things without asking! THREE YEARS I NEVER GOT TO EAT MY HALLOWEEN CANDY, THREE YEARS. and there's no telling how he found it because by that age I had him beat in hide and go seek like no bodies business EXCEPT THE TIME I ALMOST DIDN'T MAKE IT OUT ALIVE he turned the dryer on while me and my poodle, baby-girl, were still inside but even that isn't as bad as the time HE COMPLETELY ERASED POKEMON GOLD AFTER I BEAT THE ELITE FOUR.... man ~ I CRIED AND I CRIED AND I CRIED AND I CRIED AND I CRIED until there were tears no more and No more did I want to watch dragon ball z, no more No more did I want to play another card game of yu-gi-oh, no more, not after that whole debockle, no! I didn't want to play hide and go seek and I definitely did not want to go trick-or-treat "You're too big to receive any candy" the neighbors would say as they shut the door in his face and as he walked back, tears in his eyes, confused in his super hero disguise as to why he got denied It was then that I realized I was growing older and even though he could be the biggest pain in my neck, he's my brother. so, to me it was as if I had to protect him, from then on out, to look after and defend him, to guard against all the rude comments and hateful tauntings the other kids would try to impress upon him It was then I became the rubber that stuck to his shoes, that kept his feet placed firmly upon the ground So he would know how to stand up for himself because it was then I watched my mother tell that lady to try again and when she came back, in one hand, she carried a bag of candy and in the other, a bag of apologies oh and it was then that I knew when she wasn't around, I would be and that it was up to me to be his rock and not to roll in and out of his life like everyone and everything else that out grows him IT WAS THEN THAT I KNEW

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Oct 1, 2018

Oct 1, 2018 at 1:03 PM UTC

lilywhite

If you don't know, now you know

What if I told you that... my brother, well he's older than me but he has a mental disability he isn't like you and me he learns, thinks, and acts differently so at 23, he's a little brother to me and growing up, a little brother he was . . . THE MOST OBNOXIOUS THING ON THE PLANET always taking things without asking! THREE YEARS I NEVER GOT TO EAT MY HALLOWEEN CANDY, THREE YEARS. and there's no telling how he found it because by that age I had him beat in hide and go seek like no bodies business EXCEPT THE TIME I ALMOST DIDN'T MAKE IT OUT ALIVE he turned the dryer on while me and my poodle, baby-girl, were still inside but even that isn't as bad as the time HE COMPLETELY ERASED POKEMON GOLD AFTER I BEAT THE ELITE FOUR.... man ~ I CRIED AND I CRIED AND I CRIED AND I CRIED AND I CRIED until there were tears no more and No more did I want to watch dragon ball z, no more No more did I want to play another card game of yu-gi-oh, no more, not after that whole debockle, no! I didn't want to play hide and go seek and I definitely did not want to go trick-or-treat "You're too big to receive any candy" the neighbors would say as they shut the door in his face and as he walked back, tears in his eyes, confused in his super hero disguise as to why he got denied It was then that I realized I was growing older and even though he could be the biggest pain in my neck, he's my brother. so, to me it was as if I had to protect him, from then on out, to look after and defend him, to guard against all the rude comments and hateful tauntings the other kids would try to impress upon him It was then I became the rubber that stuck to his shoes, that kept his feet placed firmly upon the ground So he would know how to stand up for himself because it was then I watched my mother tell that lady to try again and when she came back, in one hand, she carried a bag of candy and in the other, a bag of apologies oh and it was then that I knew when she wasn't around, I would be and that it was up to me to be his rock and not to roll in and out of his life like everyone and everything else that out grows him IT WAS THEN THAT I KNEW

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You stand tall On a ledge Way up high Staring down at Glimmering water below. The scene around you Is beautiful. Perfect like a painting In a museum. It feels like There should be silence. But there isn’t. Tauntings are ringing in your ears. And a slight whimpering is present. You only vaguely realize That this noise comes from You. Most likely caused by the Faltering steam Of tears running Down your face. To shut all this out, You close your eyes And take a deep breath, Lifting one of your feet That had been planted So firmly where you stand. And leap. For a moment, There is no Falling. No Flying. No Floating. You are just there. You decide you will take a last breath but Before you get The chance you hit the water. A sting engulfs your Bent leg while you slide into oblivion. Under the surface, The sense of nothing Returns. Only this time it’s Colder. And the silence that Was missing has revealed Itself. Like it was Hiding here All along. But the ache in your lungs reminds you that There are places to be. People to see. So you kick up, disturbing The previous perfection. Your head breaks the Surface You are almost surprised That the embarrassment you had Been feeling has transformed Into a source Of pride For you. The presence of this Only possible because you Had done something. One thing. One very small, yet Somehow, Quite large Thing. You were finally able To summon your courage and Jump.

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May 14, 2012

May 14, 2012 at 6:02 PM UTC

freak

Jump.

You stand tall On a ledge Way up high Staring down at Glimmering water below. The scene around you Is beautiful. Perfect like a painting In a museum. It feels like There should be silence. But there isn’t. Tauntings are ringing in your ears. And a slight whimpering is present. You only vaguely realize That this noise comes from You. Most likely caused by the Faltering steam Of tears running Down your face. To shut all this out, You close your eyes And take a deep breath, Lifting one of your feet That had been planted So firmly where you stand. And leap. For a moment, There is no Falling. No Flying. No Floating. You are just there. You decide you will take a last breath but Before you get The chance you hit the water. A sting engulfs your Bent leg while you slide into oblivion. Under the surface, The sense of nothing Returns. Only this time it’s Colder. And the silence that Was missing has revealed Itself. Like it was Hiding here All along. But the ache in your lungs reminds you that There are places to be. People to see. So you kick up, disturbing The previous perfection. Your head breaks the Surface You are almost surprised That the embarrassment you had Been feeling has transformed Into a source Of pride For you. The presence of this Only possible because you Had done something. One thing. One very small, yet Somehow, Quite large Thing. You were finally able To summon your courage and Jump.

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