"uncertainness" poems - Hello Poetry

Mindy takes a seat opposite me, as if we're about to engage in some serious conversation. Christmas carols would make the background stale if there was no twist to them. "Thanks for buying the ice cream," she reiterates for the fourth time, her potential lover-girl Jaclyn repeating the sentiment half-heartedly. "It's no problem." I reply with my usual comeback. "I'm sorry Daniel couldn't come. He had excuses akin to my last three boyfriends, and you know how long those lasted. It's enough to make me want to go straight." "I can make you straight." "What?" "What?" And we continue as if nothing happened. Jaclyn eats her ice cream as Mindy shares hers with me. It has a twang to it, a strange flavor she made herself that you wouldn't expect to be so good until you tried it. Deep in my core, that ice cream sent a chill through my body– a chill of uncertainness.

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Dec 27, 2012

Dec 27, 2012 at 1:19 AM UTC

victor-thorn

Ms. Exceptional

Mindy takes a seat opposite me, as if we're about to engage in some serious conversation. Christmas carols would make the background stale if there was no twist to them. "Thanks for buying the ice cream," she reiterates for the fourth time, her potential lover-girl Jaclyn repeating the sentiment half-heartedly. "It's no problem." I reply with my usual comeback. "I'm sorry Daniel couldn't come. He had excuses akin to my last three boyfriends, and you know how long those lasted. It's enough to make me want to go straight." "I can make you straight." "What?" "What?" And we continue as if nothing happened. Jaclyn eats her ice cream as Mindy shares hers with me. It has a twang to it, a strange flavor she made herself that you wouldn't expect to be so good until you tried it. Deep in my core, that ice cream sent a chill through my body– a chill of uncertainness.

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How was the West really won? Also how a sunset meant you were done In a town called CENTER GULCH, TEXAS, it was a busy affair of stagecoaches and Sheriff Toby Jackson He was a Sheriff that kept order in town being his action But it took a little persuasion Those stagecoaches in their days made your **** so sore The whole idea, why would anyone want to explore? But what transportation mode did you have then? The Hound bus didn’t come until when Then there were some attacking Indians storming through Center Gulch Go ahead, you can budge But now it is the Sheriff Jackson and the Indian Chief Red Devil face to face The sun above was beating down hard But wait a minute that’s my heart pounding There was a stillness, and feeling of uncertainness Sheriff Jackson had his gun ready with his hands at his side, and Indian Chief Red Devil with arrows ready to shoot But suddenly from Borderville, some mean looking Villians had the shot the Sheriff and the Indian Chief Immediately there was no relief The Villains escaped in the winding hills We are left with one big still However an adventure that had you in a moment of will End of story Until next time being another glory A sunrise that was and a sunset of the west days We bid the tumbleweed goodbye Here’s dust in your eye.

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Aug 11, 2015

Aug 11, 2015 at 7:45 PM UTC

preservationman

WESTWARD **

How was the West really won? Also how a sunset meant you were done In a town called CENTER GULCH, TEXAS, it was a busy affair of stagecoaches and Sheriff Toby Jackson He was a Sheriff that kept order in town being his action But it took a little persuasion Those stagecoaches in their days made your **** so sore The whole idea, why would anyone want to explore? But what transportation mode did you have then? The Hound bus didn’t come until when Then there were some attacking Indians storming through Center Gulch Go ahead, you can budge But now it is the Sheriff Jackson and the Indian Chief Red Devil face to face The sun above was beating down hard But wait a minute that’s my heart pounding There was a stillness, and feeling of uncertainness Sheriff Jackson had his gun ready with his hands at his side, and Indian Chief Red Devil with arrows ready to shoot But suddenly from Borderville, some mean looking Villians had the shot the Sheriff and the Indian Chief Immediately there was no relief The Villains escaped in the winding hills We are left with one big still However an adventure that had you in a moment of will End of story Until next time being another glory A sunrise that was and a sunset of the west days We bid the tumbleweed goodbye Here’s dust in your eye.

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It was a past about a horse and a Cowboy But it wasn’t a story of Indians in attack, but happiness being a joy This was a time when the West had already won It was some Navajo Indians who became friends among The Navajo Indians shared cultures and traditions The Cowboy trained the Indians in how to ride a horse It was a nature care thing having no force The Navajo Indians lived in their own reservation You could call it preservation The Navajo Indians were trained for battle and attack Yet some people wonder about that But the Cowboy instilled that there was trust He also showed no need to fuss The horse even familiarized himself with the other horses of the Navajo Indians Everyone got along This was the books past back that needed to belong This was the chapters throughout the book All one has to do is just take a look Western movies always portrayed Indians with Wagons and Stagecoach attacks However, that was the movie’s action fact It didn’t always happen like that There was calmness but some fear with uncertainness People were living in assumption and not on trust Yet the Cowboy and a horse showing Indians can be friends But the book illustrated in not to live in fear A book that showed the story right What was darkness have shed some light.

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Jun 14, 2017

Jun 14, 2017 at 4:01 PM UTC

preservationman

A BOOK HAVING A REASON TOO GO BACK

It was a past about a horse and a Cowboy But it wasn’t a story of Indians in attack, but happiness being a joy This was a time when the West had already won It was some Navajo Indians who became friends among The Navajo Indians shared cultures and traditions The Cowboy trained the Indians in how to ride a horse It was a nature care thing having no force The Navajo Indians lived in their own reservation You could call it preservation The Navajo Indians were trained for battle and attack Yet some people wonder about that But the Cowboy instilled that there was trust He also showed no need to fuss The horse even familiarized himself with the other horses of the Navajo Indians Everyone got along This was the books past back that needed to belong This was the chapters throughout the book All one has to do is just take a look Western movies always portrayed Indians with Wagons and Stagecoach attacks However, that was the movie’s action fact It didn’t always happen like that There was calmness but some fear with uncertainness People were living in assumption and not on trust Yet the Cowboy and a horse showing Indians can be friends But the book illustrated in not to live in fear A book that showed the story right What was darkness have shed some light.

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It was a moment of darkness Light beyond reach Yet a voice with inspiration too preach All I could do was stare at the night Since there wasn’t anything too view in sight I just sat and bared my plight It happened all of a sudden The city was blacked out community by community But it became a unity shattered by darkness The stare became how much can one bare But there was plenty of time too spare Yet the uncertainness of darkness became a tone of beware This was something I wanted too share Darkness from when, and later light came at the end.

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Apr 13, 2016

Apr 13, 2016 at 6:49 PM UTC

preservationman

ONCE UPON A STARE

It was a moment of darkness Light beyond reach Yet a voice with inspiration too preach All I could do was stare at the night Since there wasn’t anything too view in sight I just sat and bared my plight It happened all of a sudden The city was blacked out community by community But it became a unity shattered by darkness The stare became how much can one bare But there was plenty of time too spare Yet the uncertainness of darkness became a tone of beware This was something I wanted too share Darkness from when, and later light came at the end.

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Uncertainness blossoms to this realm things go by itself, so does the world unexpected turn of events shows the opposite of life, just like the world beware, beware, be safe but don't play square the world isn't fair.

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Jun 3, 2020

Jun 3, 2020 at 12:02 PM UTC

valiant-m

The world isn't cruel enough

Uncertainness blossoms to this realm things go by itself, so does the world unexpected turn of events shows the opposite of life, just like the world beware, beware, be safe but don't play square the world isn't fair.

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Abandoned Left to fend Not knowing a thing Expected to survive Adrift In a sea of forgottenness In a blanket of misery Hungry Afraid No where to go No one to run to Knowing deep down I won't survive Dread Roaring in my soul Fear Clouding my thoughts Emotions raging Going insane From the uncertainness And abandonment Feeling reality's sharp sting Finally realizing for the first time He used me ****** me dry Like a ravenous vampire Drank every last drop Until all that's left Is a shell of Myself

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Jun 30, 2016

Jun 30, 2016 at 9:49 AM UTC

sunshinegirl

All alone

Abandoned Left to fend Not knowing a thing Expected to survive Adrift In a sea of forgottenness In a blanket of misery Hungry Afraid No where to go No one to run to Knowing deep down I won't survive Dread Roaring in my soul Fear Clouding my thoughts Emotions raging Going insane From the uncertainness And abandonment Feeling reality's sharp sting Finally realizing for the first time He used me ****** me dry Like a ravenous vampire Drank every last drop Until all that's left Is a shell of Myself

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Blue screen Red eyes 2am Frowning with smile Looking straight in her eyes As he swipe through her profile Switching app to app To see her latest stride Morning At noon Tired eyes Still she is on mind Follow, friend request or ping, What should he do? To let her know, He too subsist Nervous Courageous Full of Fear Followed, requested and pinged too Felt as a proposal For her to choose Between him and the other guys who send her posts too Scrolling Waiting Updating Thinking, he is ignored He was being okay But Phone chimed Notifying “one new request”. Happiness Shaking breaths Fear of uncertainness As he opened, Its her request He accepted as soon as he can Showing his keenness Thinking to makes his move Without caring if its too soon Likes Comments Mutual friends All know what it meant He thought Hi, hello or what up? Before, he asks “If she mind being on her what’s app?” Stressed Hope-full Full of expectations “Hey, how you doing?” He texted In seconds Phone chimed It notified, she “posted a new picture” He instantly commented and liked Waiting for her to reply Days passed Likes, comments, content shared But she didn’t replied How she was? And He thought He was someone more Another night Red eyes 2am And one more profile.

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Sep 2, 2020

Sep 2, 2020 at 12:26 AM UTC

Pen_and_Paper

2 am: love

Blue screen Red eyes 2am Frowning with smile Looking straight in her eyes As he swipe through her profile Switching app to app To see her latest stride Morning At noon Tired eyes Still she is on mind Follow, friend request or ping, What should he do? To let her know, He too subsist Nervous Courageous Full of Fear Followed, requested and pinged too Felt as a proposal For her to choose Between him and the other guys who send her posts too Scrolling Waiting Updating Thinking, he is ignored He was being okay But Phone chimed Notifying “one new request”. Happiness Shaking breaths Fear of uncertainness As he opened, Its her request He accepted as soon as he can Showing his keenness Thinking to makes his move Without caring if its too soon Likes Comments Mutual friends All know what it meant He thought Hi, hello or what up? Before, he asks “If she mind being on her what’s app?” Stressed Hope-full Full of expectations “Hey, how you doing?” He texted In seconds Phone chimed It notified, she “posted a new picture” He instantly commented and liked Waiting for her to reply Days passed Likes, comments, content shared But she didn’t replied How she was? And He thought He was someone more Another night Red eyes 2am And one more profile.

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