"thow" poems
If my heart was a seed
And sprouted veins
That wanted to bloom
The bud would be you.
Blue petals of a Forgetmenot
That he picked
And quietly said "she loves me, she loves me not".
I would wince with each *****
In marvelous pain.
Closing in on each moment that you held the fragile stem between strong fingers.
Every bit would float away with the wind,
Casting your wishes into the sky.
When the stem is finally bare
And you thow it to the ground
I'll be left for dead,
But just know she loved you.
And as the remaining wilts
You'll be forgetting
But I will always be remembering
Hoping all your wishes come true.
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 7:09 PM UTC
Oh Carvò Carvò you mindless *****
Why dost thow pen such artless ****
Yes from your artless pen doth grow
Artless work
You are internationally despised
YOUR CHILDISH MIND
So decried by better men than you
And yet... from your rancid pen the crap doth grow
Your artless work, no rhyme no flow
The ***** of an artless mind
You are the lowest of the low
And from your soulless ****
Your inflated ego grows
You pathetic piece of ****
You ******* moronic piece of crap
Hahaha and I rarely swear
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 8:22 AM UTC
You kinda lose yourself in love,
Were only friends and at night I..well I think to much.
That's why I don't mind spending time with you.
But I'm not gunna lie I wanna be loved to.
Hate is so cruel.
Jealousy is better then envy don't you know?
I kinda lost it today thow,
But I know why I'm jealous now it's because I don't wanna lose you.
Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 3:10 AM UTC
UNFORGIVING
Dear lord please do me a favor, forgive me for not loving thy neighbor,
Forgive my enemies lord for they were malicious in there intent,
And forgive me lord because I was relentless in my defense,
Please forgive my enemies for breaking your commandment
Thow shall not steal,
And when it was from me lord, forgive me for
Breaking your commandment thow
Shall not ****
Yet in still I pray to Jesus my savior
to smite my enemies down who tries to
Take the fruits of
Thy labor
Written by
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 10:53 AM UTC
There's something i don't understand
why people are this bad ?
Why everybody is so mad and trying to make me sad ?
Why can't we all just be friends ?
Untill the time ends and the peace blends
with our soules and our actions commands
why would you care if i'm poor week or simply black ?
and why to me you turn your back ?
even thow of love i never lack.
Why would you neglet me cause i'm young ?
is it because you think that to you i don't among ?
or simply you like making my misery days so long ?
Why would you say that you love me ?
and tomorrow so far away you throw me ?
is it because you like hurting me ?
Or you think that my feelings are comedy ?
Why do you enjoy hurting people so much ?
do you use it like a crutch ?
because you know that hapiness you'll never touch ?
well let me tell you somthing useful...
In life you should always be to yourself truthful
and belive me that's not lethal...
© Sùkeey
Jun 30, 2011
Jun 30, 2011 at 7:41 AM UTC
~
my view is blocked,
or so i thought,
yet mine unmitigated
unfiltered by another’s unseen hand.
i, the product of my joy, my pain;
the view is mine and in this frame
i often walk alone,
beside an ocean beach swept clean,
devoid of clutter,
anything distracting.
my view is mine;
no substitute for what i’ve learned,
my sight unblocked,
tis everything this life has earned!
so should i see life differently,
and should i not with you agree, then
do not think your view so different,
and do not think yours all to see.
leave me lie beside my pane,
and leave these eyes to find their gaze;
for i am not so unlike you,
my experience alone has changed
the way i see the joys of rain,
the way i hear the thunder’s glory;
of this i’m sure,
on this i’m certain,
you would share my point of view,
were you to live my story...
were you to feel my joy, my pain,
and should you gaze as long as i
for truth behind my curtain!
~
*post script.
her simple words... "did you block me" start a progression of thought. my simple answer, "apparently, but without intention." but the bigger answer lies in this life question, is it possible to block another's view? my simple answer... no. funny thow such honest words that she chose, start a chain, a train of progessing thought. i am glrateful she asked, for she may have broken the writer's block that along with time deficiency has kept me.from these favored halls. thank you, Sarah!*
May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 10:21 AM UTC
Scales reflect the sound.
Reptilian type of tongues speakin.
Reaching out
Reaping thow.
Eating fowl.
Spittin raw heat
Fire magma like gue.
Burst a whole town into flame
Murdering all like he was spraying for food.
He just tryna be creative dog
But in that moment acted a foo
Spittin so much fire.
He will burn up to the tip top
Thats what he do
Flying because he big dawg
Flying because of big *****
Eaten like a big hog
**** em burn em live long.
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 2:46 PM UTC
I am capable of being an inticate wirter,
I have the happensatance on happenstance,
a
nd lecture to the gods that made wine and whiskey decent,,
so I'll sar face, and tell you that I will dissolveinto a bottole of decent phd balanced wtaer...
you are amiliar with thoseairpborre [ils? yeah thats's thow I go,,
I dissovlvejust just like a hellbent sailor, and a hellbent sailor ispnetjhat smils sand glssensup the deck
and isdefinitel inthe crowsnest
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 2:43 AM UTC
The modern slave
We al stand and cheer with every life we see always helping others and making sure love and life comes to all those who wait. Live is life is everything but hope is hard to find while the man walks down a ragged road earning every penny pushing his hands down the dirty pit of life.
A woman walks into the despair of work and sees a life of slavery in every respect working for a poor wage and down by a manager that loves ttheri money and power of sitting and thowing their hands about and mouth opens uttering words of of anger and hate. the woman works her shift and and falls onto a bed of exaustion abd ready for night to end and day to begin another miserable pit of salve at the shop of hell.
A couple walk in to the hell of hope and look around with their gold rings and smile of greed while they look around at the poor souls of despair working for a whip of greed. The couple walks towards their big limousine and thow the odd change at the beggar across the road and inot the car back to their manson of love and money of cold to sit back and laugh at the worlds misfortune of life.
produced and written by wayne mockler
copyright wayne mocker
Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 2:33 PM UTC
"THE SMALLE RAYNE DOWNE CAN RAYNE?"
You bloom
in my mind
like a fast forward
film of a flower
going from seed to blossom
in a second or seven
I looking down
from on high
as you pass by
under the bridge
you " no bigger
than your head"
that line from Lear
a chestnut red
flowing over your shoulders
you the only one
with head uncovered
everyone else
suddenly become
an umbrella
with legs
a river of people flowing
down the street
like different
coloured leaves
and you look up
and even from this distance
of several
years or more
your smile
the only thing
I see. . .
Death
unable
to take that
from me.
***
WESTRIB WYNDE
Westron wynde, when wyll thow blow
The smalle rayne downe can rayne?
Cryst yf my love were in my armys,
And I yn my bed agayne!
Sep 5, 2022
Sep 5, 2022 at 6:20 PM UTC
Is silence so much to ask for?
If you don stop I will slam your lips shut
Because these same old lines of mockery
Are making me want to thow up.
If you don leave me alone, I am warning you
beware of the things to come
because I wont hesitate
to chew your face and spit it out like cherry chewing gum.
If you dont leave I am telling you
I will **** you, I promise, I swear
because I am sick and tired of being your joke
So if you dont shut up, I am warning you
beware.
May 22, 2019
May 22, 2019 at 2:35 PM UTC
In a memory my world stands still,
For thow are with me I shall not fear yet feel so alone , who could have known what time would tell,
I've tried to decipher the truth through a fogged cloud of confusion,
Yes I know tears are not a solution,
So lost to the realization I bow my head in contemplation and pray,
Oh Lord thank you for this day but why did my eyes have to see,
Please forgive the ignorance in me for asking , in my faith I know it's everlasting , what you have in store, I see it ever more in the eyes of those I love ,and I know they're up above standing in praise together as we gather, and more we should but don't than rather stand as one,
The bells of life have rung,
In your song I hear the laughter, remember when again and after, there shall be light behind this darkness ,I do believe as we should all....
Jan 23, 2022
Jan 23, 2022 at 11:46 PM UTC
When - Your time comes to hit the ground?
This must be (My time).
Round!
Wasteful!
I'm sick of it!
Don't know about people like me.
Sheep!
"That would be me!"...
I really have hated what I've
done with my life.
This circus of clown's!
It's us!..
You and me!
All around us!
All within us!
You and me!
Everyone else, the same...
The cellophane Is wrapped around our face.
We are all the same.
Cellophane!
We eat our selves - Alive!
We eat our selves - Dead!
You have enlightened me.
**** you!
**** me!
It's all the same.
The hurt in you,
Is the hurt in me...
Two! One!
Six! Nine!
Means nothing to me.
It's who you are!
This world!
The fire!
The wind!
The sea!
You say!
How unlucky!
Lucky you!
Say me...
What is at roads end?
Your soul seeks to know!
I'd say to you,
" Know this!"
The hunger in you,
Is the hunger in me.
Even thow unseen.
It's the hunger of we.
The sheep!
Do you Jake! See all?
Do you see all for us?
Are you the eye,
For all unseen, to see?
Truth...
Lie...
Love...
Hate...
Is it all the same?
The meaning of it all.
Is it felt little by most,
or to much by few?...
Is there a ticket to the next page?
Do you know what door to take,
at road's end?
For I!
As just being that.
Me!...
On the coming days to see.
Seek!
You'll see!
This world of you.
This world of me.
This world for all.
The one's called Sheep!
Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 5:55 AM UTC