"tbe" poems
Not a beauty queen
No silver screen
No Emny though I want one
Just you and me
Me and You
Never going to be
Feet on the ground
Reaching for stars yet unseen
You know want I meant
You know what I mean
Never going to be more than what I am
Not sure what that will turn out to be
Still a work in progress stlll hard to be believed
No greater love in tbe world than what we share
For some never going to be
Never going to be
Sep 9, 2025
Sep 9, 2025 at 10:24 AM UTC
We are the boys who go out and party, and get into trouble, oh yeah we're bad
You see I went to the club to watch a really cool band
For starters it took a while to start and when it did
I was the only one dancing, you see I was the only cool one there
And I went to the Brumbies and I yelled when they dropped the ball
Saying we stink we stink we stink
Then after that we went to an old house in Wanniassa
And I knocked on the door and this lady answered and said
How are you little cool dude, I am the evil white witch of Canberra
Who are you, you fine gentlemen, who are you
I said I am Brian Allan, and I am the head cool boy here in Canberra
The evil white witch said, not for long, I have Mark Marlor and Brendan Schultz
Both captured in my den in the backyard, yes it looks like a chicken coop
And I want you too, because mate, you are a little brat who hangs around witch's houses
I tried to escape, but the witch before my eyes, zapped me in chains in the den
With Mark and Brendan, and this was going to be doom for us
The white witch wanted to feed us, because he wanted us to fatten up
For the big feast, which was in about 2 weeks from now
And these three Canberra kids are the Canberra kids who will bring peace to the city
For the centenary, yes the white witch was sitting in her chair saying I have the cool kids
Mark, Brendan and Brian were saying, we are the boys who go out and party
And get into trouble. Oh yeah we're bad, cause we end up being chained in an evil white witch's backyard den, and we are by all means doomed
The witch came down to the den and said, have you boys gained fat yet
You 3 can no longer be muscle boys, cause you are my prisoners
I have you forever, kiddies
The white witch made sure that Brendan,Mark and Brian were securely chained in so tightly, and then went on a little walk around Canberra trying to find more Canberra crowd kids to catch, and he walked past the Duffy shops and the white witch saw Luke Salvorg who was. Under 12 for Weston Creek and he was riding his bike down tbe road, and yes, like all sports boy, he thought he was never going to be kidnapped, because he was too loud and too fit, but the white witch waved her arms and suddenly Luke found himself in the witch's den chained up, he was scared and Mark Marlor, who knew him, said, we must eat, because we are going to be the food at a dinner party, you see we all are kidnapped by an evil white witch, and don't worry she only wants boys, because boys are tough
You see, we are the boys who go out to party and get into trouble, oh yeah, we're bad, cause we end up being chained in an evil white witch's backyard den, Luke said please mummy rescue me, please, and I want you to do it now
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Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 8:47 PM UTC
If you can spy me like this, with your dreamy eyes,
seemingly closed, in pleasant languor of amour,
watch my every move on the sly, like a Kilkenny cat
camouflage the aggression latent, on your tired limbs
react with subtle hints,that make me go wild
evade the eyes around you,cast a glance to my table far,
when your lips touch the glass of red wine,
you imply much,some subtle, the rest passion's crazy dictates,
I should seek out your green cat's eyes, gleaming in tbe darkness,
as I look and and say, without words"Let's meet right now, here"
Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 7:45 AM UTC
Days go by fassST
nights go by even-
fasssSTer
sometimes in pure and high delight
other times in a shear
an quite perfect natural disaster,
I might be addicted to your arms
an disabled by those hidden charms
I can't hear no longer tbe warning alarms,
as long as I am beside you love
I know I can face tomorrow brave again
Ma Cherie © 2017
Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 10:26 PM UTC
Lingers.... (The rain)
The drifting of the Lost Men
(the homeless and the hungry)
Lingers
(they do)
•••
Parochial patriotism
The flags of War
Tbe naked children
The gun fire
The plague
The helpless mothers
Their dying babes
••
Lingers
__
The big mouthed politicians talk
Eagerly we listen
••
Lingers
---
Our acceptance
••
Lingers
--
(Our acceptance)
••
Lingers....:(in the rain)
The light silent drizzle
The meaningless sighs
The beauty of god
The life so betrayed
Oct 24, 2013
Oct 24, 2013 at 6:11 PM UTC
My wine demon called again today
To ask if I wanted to go drinking with it
Tried to tempt me with a chilled Chardonnay
But I said no.
Then the pipe burst in tbe kitchen, water everywhere
And everything just went crazy, especially the kids
So wine demon and I sat on the stair
And I poured myself a large one
Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 5:16 PM UTC
We lay down here,
Totally naked cuddled close,
Its not the ****** but the very beginning,
Can you hear the birds chirp,
They sing to imply knowledge of different universes,
As ur fingertips tickle my torso,
Look at the stars out there,
They look as if Spelling TRUTH,
Truth of our love,
Our brains wondering and pondering,
Resonating to feel all the feelings at the same time,
You ask me to guide to the ultimate truth,
Close ur eyes honey,
Just breathe with me,
As I breathe in, you do it out and viceversa,
Breathing shows us the path,
Because Air is present all around the earth.
And it consists micro-scent of ether,
Thats omnipresent throughout the universe.
It brings us knowledge of worlds beyond,
Your ******* so errotic, caressing mine,
I get goosebumps.
On every tip of my hair,
The light shines,
Can u see, its telling u something,
We are not the body,
We arent even the mind,
Close your eyes,
Feel my lips on yours,
You taste so sweet,
Concentrate between your brows,
Dont think of anything,
But just feel,
The planets,
The suns,
The moons,
Constellations,
Meteors,
Explosions deep in the sky,
Implosions that create black holes,
Go inside the black hole,
You are too strong to disintegrate,
A differemt world there exists,
Maybe demigods reside there,
I love your soft glowing skin,
The curve of your hips and *****
I love to caress your backbone,
Love the way you kiss my chest,
Time,
Wish I could just stop time now,
But no, you need to travel,
Touch all the time of all tbe 36 dimensions,
These times consist of knowledge that would lead your soul to its destiny.
Your neck seduces my hormones,
Is it cold there in outer space,
Maybe you are far beyond this world of planetary bodies and suns,
Maybe you see all the universes as a miniscule,
Yes go beyond that darkness now,
Dont worry sugar,
Im there wid you,
Kissing you, just feel the energy of my touch.
Now maybe you see a white dot from there,
Thats the miniscule I was talking about,
All the universes and dimensions in one white dot,
Thats the result of the ultimate truth,
It consists of all the facts which our soul seeks as knowledge,
Im inside u now,
Splitting your virginity,
Lets come together and touch the wild yet gentle ******
I told you I can just guide you to the truth,
And I showed it to you,
But what does it imply,
Where did all this start,
The big bang.??
Or before bigbang.?
Concentrate between your brows.
You'll get it someday soon,
Just a few light years it takes to touch the Truth.
I love you.
Feb 17, 2014
Feb 17, 2014 at 9:40 AM UTC
Give me your word
That I may push the world
Beyond the the sword.
Tbe silence is silent
And voice of silence
Breaking the iron gate of terror
Shakings coming with earthquake
In bangs and gigs and bloom
With roarings of silence
Then dead comes to death
And life lives to live
As the world awakes in silence!
Dec 4, 2018
Dec 4, 2018 at 5:17 AM UTC
Things are better doesn't mean I'm right
Changed my ways others won't let me forget those bad
Focused on today not looking back at tbe past
I respect others decisions don't judge me for mine
Quit drinking not giving life to demons and guilt
Can't wait for it I need to go out there take control
All my time effort everything I worked hard for
I know it sounds greedy but I want more
Bad knee but working through the pain
Get back on the mat a formal place I called home
Set out to be the best not pursing less
Nov 12, 2013
Nov 12, 2013 at 6:13 PM UTC
Relapse
It's a word that keeps coming up.
Get it?! Keeps coming up?
It's something that makes us think of substances and addiction.
A narrow view of a massive crisis.
As it festers and grows, you ignore it.
It spins webs that sew into you until more fiber is relapse than progress.
Eventually leading you to the same place it always does.
A self fabricated wall with no ropes, ladders or shovels to aid in moving past the barrier.
Spanning to a wider view you'll find that relapse is a state of mind.
Toward the diet, the feeling, the mood, the bad habit, the obsession, the perspective or the substance.
Though it is a repeated journey attempting to best tbe barrier via the same path is a path to nowhere.
Be creative, be different, be confident, find the energy and want to change.
That is the path away from misery and repetition.
Oct 28, 2019
Oct 28, 2019 at 7:51 PM UTC
The best poem I ever wrote is still inside my head ,
The best poem I never wrote simperly went to bed ,
And as time flew by ,
My thoughts and I said farewrell ,
and tbe greater hell ,
I knew quite well ,
Forget me not ,
i need a pen and paper .
But failing that
I need a pen and paper .
In tbe street ,
On my bike ,
I know my words will perish .
Just you and I as time goes by ,
With no sword drawn beside me ,
and off they go ,
and like a dream are lost forever inside me
Apr 7, 2017
Apr 7, 2017 at 4:23 PM UTC
I could feel you
In my heart
For tbe first time in years
You came to me
Awoken my eyes
Broke all the lies
Running in my mind
I felt your wind
Blow through me
You calmed me
My heart sped up
But my tears began to stop
I felt you there
You answered my prayer
Maybe not
But
I'll beleive it
For one night I wasn't alone
As I've been shown
Maybe there's always someone
Watching over me
Keeping me safe
So I'll fight
Fight til I die
I pray you're always by my side
Sep 12, 2019
Sep 12, 2019 at 3:00 AM UTC
It feels like fireworks in the midst of a whirlpool. It's like considering yourself as one crazy denying fool. You'll admire yourself on the mirror wishing you can be notice by your attributes, wishing you were pretty. Or fantasize events that is a kiss away from reality. Dress your best to impress throughout the night. Most notably, smile for no reason. We've all been there. You'll just observe your name changed to Alice. The Alice who walks inside his life, into his wonderland. You never get tired of it. To tell you, even the happiest place on Earth could be tbe prison that tortures you in. And you aren't aware of it because you loved everything about him, until you turned to be negligent to yourself. Sometimes, you get fond of your jewel tears for they are the TREND, the BLOOD, the depiction of malignant PAIN. Girl, it costs a lot. There's nothing beautiful about them. It's not worth it. It's not right to commit self-harm just to prove how dark you could be. Keep in mind, you are the light to this world. Never the destruction. You are made to inspire. To mold the world even a better place, to make a stand for correct treatment. Then, one day, you learnt you're disgusting. You're ugly, just because he rejected you or hurt you. Don't swap your confidence over ungrateful things. You are beautiful. No need to change unless it's an urge to improve.
There's nothing wrong with fantasizing, but be careful. Every scene on your little play might bring you agony and ups and downs. Speaking of looking good, dress for yourself, not for men. Wear heels, sweatshirts, makeup because you wanted too. Not because someone like you to. It's a huge talk that you're finally comfortable with your own skin. Same to men. Don't be shy and timid and express whatbyou truly feel, it's not less masculine. We are humans, we all have problems to share with. If you decided to keep it, your anchor will drown you. Smile with all your heart and freedom. Do it while it lasts. And it will last if you're with us. Maybe one day, peace would be no longer a word applicable to counted countries, but a sight of a new coming tomorrow.
Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 7:20 AM UTC
The devil is a lie
I was raised as a Christian,
Made to sore in tbe sky
The devil is only trying to make me become wrong
Or even an society threat
I never wished upon evil
Guess we never met
The devil is a lie
If he puts himself In other people
The lord I serve says to never be illegal
But the devil thinks he sneeky
The devil thinks he's slick
One day I felll for a lady
And she wasn't the wrong chick
The devil took over her life
So when she passed away,
She became the devils wife
The devil is a lie
If he thinks I ll give him my life or my sole
I belong to Jesus
Yes devil he has my whole
Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 3:57 PM UTC
The color of green
Wanted by all human beings
To have a lot amounts is our biggest dream
Some sell to get it
Some get jops
You can get it by working
But some get it when they rob
Money makes a person feel great
But to much money can turn the realiest person fake
Money is a root of all evil
Money is needed in high levels
Some get money when working with god
But you can also get it while working with the devil
Money is also a life saver
It can get us out struggles thats hard to beat
Money is ***** and money is neat
Money is sour and even sweet
God made money to put us to a test
To see if the riches would help tbe best
Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 11:35 AM UTC
I held onto your nettle rope
that your hands fashioned
then we descended
the watch tower in Leith Hill,
elopimg through the
greensand way
so that we could by pass the silent pool
where no young maiden could
tbe waylaid
by errant Knights again.
By such means compassion blossomed
gallantry pertained to new days
Jan 17, 2016
Jan 17, 2016 at 3:12 PM UTC
Watching a male squirrel with mouthful of grass for a nest reminded me of Mother Nature 's joy and dignity
Her creatures great and small wonder when tbe humans will
accept change as tbe constant that it is
Still fighting it instead of going with the flow
When will we change for the better
C@rainbowchaser2022
May 24, 2022
May 24, 2022 at 11:50 PM UTC
out in tbe cold morn
in my pajamas and robe
staking leggy Mums
Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 12:23 PM UTC
Welcome to the young planet
Where we in a war to see who's the baddest bandet
And I know our parents can't stand it
But we demand it
Welcome to the young world,
Where we killing each other
Girls making babies after another
Young people doing time
After crime after crime
Once you stepped into this world
Its gonna be hell
So I wish yoh well
We in a struggle
Fighting just to live
And if this all doubles
How you expect us all to give
How you expect this young world to change
When we to busy getting ruined by gangs
This young world ain't like it used to be
And tbe only who sees that is me
Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 12:02 PM UTC
To cut the devil out of Brian Allan
Two born again Christians. David, and Andrew decided to drive over to Brian Allan's house, and enter his house, and go into his room, get their bag out, and shove Brian Allan in it, and suddenly Brian Allan was tied to David's sick bed, do Andrew and David can force tbe exercism, on Brian, Brian was screaming, wanting them to unite him, but David said, this is our wish to see the devil out of your body, we're doing this for your own good, you see Andrew wanted you converted over to Christian life, and seriously you aren't a cool person, so Brian Allan, you will be in here forever, or at least till this exercism is over, Brian pleaded for them to free him, thinking it's freedom of speech saying he's a Buddhist, and Andrew said, mate no, Buddhism doesn't exist, and if you can't get that, we have to perform this exercism, and we'll do it now.
Brian was pushing the rope slowly to make it leave his body, but David made sure the rope never left his body, and Brian Allan was screaming, saying, I am a guy, and Andrew said
SILENCE, and them put Brian Allan inside the coffin, where he plans to bury him after the exercism, and then Andrew said, David, we're pulling this off, we need to get rid of this imagination of Brian Allan, so Brian, do you want to be killed and then those child like legs and your younger looking body, look nice dead in a coffin, and Brian said you can never **** me into your little game, fella.
Then Brian shook so fiercely, knowing that, Andrew is a very evil Christian who want to convert people who choose other religion, and also, another thing, David wanted to see Brian suffer for constant arguments with him, this was going to be fun thought David and told Andrew to pick up the knife ready to make the cut, this boy might love life, but he is just about to love death, cause nobody survives exercisms, nobody.
Brian Allan was struggling as Andrew stood over him saying a prayer stating that Andrew plans to rip Btian's body apart, and personally remove all traces of the devil which is lurking around in his body, first he made a cut in his legs, which unlike all men, looked like a child's leg, and he tried to put the knife right in the back of the knee, which the victim, Brian Allan calls the ships, and on the other side, the front side, was the moo cows, and as Brian was lying there, it looked like he was ****** doomed.
Then after he finished that, Brian was suffering, but it was David's turn, and he drove it through Brian's heart, and Brian Allan died and Andrew and David, continued the kidnapping, and buried Brian with the symbol of peace, so the devil can't harm him anymore.
Brian floated around the after life, and he was safe,but he did wonder what life would be like, if he wasn't so naive.
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Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 5:52 AM UTC
There I stood,
Alone as ever,
Hated because I chose and let go,
I wanted,
So I let the cadence go
So I could change my tune
And new witnesses testified
And the new ME was born.
I had to let em go.
They loved me tben
And hate me now.
I gave tbem all they could handle,
And tbere at the edge I jumped
And became ME,
WHERE NO ONE FROM THE PAST
COULD SEE ME,
OVER THE EDGE AND TO A DEATH
AND REBIRTH,
such is tbe true change.
Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 3:07 AM UTC
Honey suckle ***
Beneath the cherry tree,
They say it's real,
Loves not a fantasy,
Foreplay with tbe clouds,
Between my legs,
The birds flee,
The forest filled with moans,
Hold your breath,
Making love beneath the sea,
Steal your breath,
Before the next wave.
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 1:02 PM UTC
Empathy
Sympathy
Know tbe difference
No matter the experience or situation
Empathy stands out
You can care
You can relate and understand
Respect privacy
Knowing the difference makes the wrongs and sorrow easier
to digest and accept
Making a wrong right is not easy
C@rainbowchaser2022
Feb 19, 2022
Feb 19, 2022 at 10:09 AM UTC