"unfriend" poems
She came home and said
something like
Hey how you doing
But I didn’t tell her
that I have been
indulging in a
sweet and sour
strawberry string
sadness
there is a living ghost
on Facebook
and I can’t decide if
it is wrong to unfriend
the dead
so that I am not reminded
about the countdown
of my own mortality
or of my family
like a sordid experiment
so she said something
about the weekend
which produces guilt
for a spoil I haven’t committed
in the spot in my mind
that is addicted to
a strawberry string sadness
where Netflix plays
and the dent on my side
of the bed becomes more
pronounced
While I try and decide
about a living ghost
what is wrong and what is
right in this media induced
******* that develops from
beta to final release to a total
sadness 2.0
Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 5:01 AM UTC
You’re a poisoned rose in a wedding band,
A glad eye with a stabbing hand,
A tumour ,vicious rumour surrounds you,
BP Exxon -death abounds you,
I first found you amusing and witty,
cutting remarks a stick with both ends ******
Gutter scumbag with a glaze of charm,
Only interested in doing harm,
A sociopath with a crocodile smile,
always had the last laugh,- real fight? Run a mile,
Backstabber Judas priest,but **** was I deceived,
Each Lie you sold I truly believed.
I stood by you ,defended you til the bitter end,
Bitter irony I know,with you as a friend,
Who the **** needs enemies, its all a front,
An affront to my instincts,get out of my life you ****
chorus
"My toxic friend this is the end get out of my life for good,
Every time you smile a child dies you’re up to no good,
Don’t call me-text me unfriend me before you end me,
You’re the epitome of the new word-Frenemy."
Now I hear you’re spreading rumours behind my back,
Bad move,wrong play better stand back,
Your malicious manouevery no longer stands,
I’m two steps ahead your end is planned.
You better watch your back,you’ve got no back up and no spine,
Juggling hedgehog maze lies through a field of land mines,
I’ve got my eye on you ex pal,don’t worry your time’s come,
we’ll see who can outrun the .45 from a gun,
That you’ve been begging for for years no tears at your end,
You’re a poxy oxymoron my toxic friend.
So come out to play my way and see who draws first,
I guarantee you a surprise not my blood burst,
Flying in the air like a hose god only knows,
You’re a fly in my eye a burr under my skin so out she goes,
The left that hits your jaw will saw your head from your neck
You talk a good fight,good night,I’ll leave ya wrecked.
chorus
"My toxic friend this is the end get out of my life for good,
Every time you smile an angel loses wings you’re no good,
Don’t call me-text me unfriend me before you end me,
You’re the epitome of the new word-Frenemy."
Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 2:44 PM UTC
People come
People go
We get so close to people
we don't ever really know
We're all avatars
in this
the real world
Private self
Public self
Virtual self
We're all avatars
in this world
As real as the real world
As if it didn't have a delete
re-set re-post twelve more lives
power-off button
Real worlds converge
Real hurts
Real drama
Unfriend Block
When the virtual world
replaces the real world
which is the "real" world?
Real money for virtual tools
People fall in real love with people
they don't even know
People come and go
The real world
The world that really matters
The real world is real to me.
Take your pick in the real world,
which is really real
Private self
Dream self
Public self
Virtual self
Real pain in the real world
Are we all really avatars
in the real world?
One day the AI robots
are coming with skin
3d printed
speaking your language,
real relationships
going the way of cigarettes
outside
better done in the garden.
The AI's will be singing every night
"Happy trails to you "
When they know they are the
new real.
A virtual
real relationship
in the real world
Imagine that
Are we all avatars
in this world,
the real
real
world?
And which is that?
One day when we have dream machines,
is anyone gonna want to wake up?
We're all avatars in this world
the real world.
Apr 6, 2016
Apr 6, 2016 at 10:47 AM UTC
I try to like maths
Maths unliked me
I try to befriend maths
Maths unfriend me
Maths create an invisible problem
And expect you to find a solution
I wonder why humans create a problem and look for a solution
In time maths came in to show problems are part of life
This is something I learned from mathematics
There is always something to learn
Apr 9, 2021
Apr 9, 2021 at 10:04 AM UTC
This is more than “block” or “hide posts.” No, this is permanent, this is calling it Quits, this is “we cannot be civil towards each other after all, we cannot bear to even potentially see each other on our newsfeeds.” Unfriend. We are not Friends. We are Over. Unfriend means “out of sight, out of mind.” Is it a feeling of relief at the finality of something that wasn’t working, or a sinking feeling that yet another relationship has gone down the tubes? Probably a sick combination of both – unfriend means you’ve both finally called a ***** a ***** Given Up. “…I am done trying to be friends with you,” written in the Final message. Is anything really Final? It’s hard to know. Human relationships are messy. We try to cut people off when they hurt us. Unfollow on tumblr, block phone numbers, delete them on skype, unfollow on twitter, but sometimes we run back to each other when we cool off, despite ourselves, we think, no, it can’t be The End, it can’t be Unfriend, we had things in common, we had something, surely it can’t be Over. Can't we try again? But “Every new beginning come from some other beginnings end” as a song goes, and some endings are necessary. What we don’t want to admit to ourselves is that not everyone is a Good or healthy person, no matter how many chances you give them. And maybe some relationships are doomed from the start, maybe it really was your fault and you are just “incredibly selfish,” maybe it was their fault, it was probably everyone’s fault somehow or another in the end. There is a drop down option on facebook called Unfriend and when it’s finally utilized, no one really feels good about it. All it means is that it’s time to move on, once again. Find someone new. There are other fish in the sea.
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 12:03 AM UTC
mine are messed up
mine are hypocrites
mom answers too many personals and gets laid by strangers
dad stopped caring when he got another kid
dad bellows at me over stupid ****
mom don't want to talk to me
mom leaves her rules written in notes all over the house for me.
mom is never home to help me with homework
dad is too busy with his ***** and his new kid to care about my homework
dad calls me a little ***** when he gets mad
mom says I will be a ***** if I sleep around. HA! mom's a hypocrite!
mom hates breaking nails so I do all housework
dad drinks every day now that he's with the evil *****
dad friends ladies a few years older than me and flirts with them.
dad tells ***** jokes on facebook and I want to unfriend him.
mom doesn't do her laundry and steals my *******
mom and her friends discuss what I don't want to know about men.
Got thousands of reasons why I want new parents.
I hate my life, I hate my life!
Dec 16, 2013
Dec 16, 2013 at 7:15 AM UTC
The annual cycle of friends and family, meeting
An oil and water duty of circumstance, intersecting
At Christmases and global conferences, occasioning
Probable murders at Christmas in the families, mixing
Their duty to drink but live distant lives apart, loving
The comfortable satisfaction of the distance, living
Their lives with social media connections, liking
The comfort of ignoring without unfriending
Their oil and water friends and family.
So
I have supplanted this duty with desire, allowing
Me to unfriend these occasional friends, becoming
Myself at last with a vicarious pleasure of, enjoying
Being a stereotypical “Grumpy Old Man”, relaxing.
Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 9:58 AM UTC
At least in the end
when I look back as a friend
I can see all that I did
and how you won't do ****
but karma exists
so the smiles I resist
aren't premature
Hopefully you'll learn.
Dec 2, 2010
Dec 2, 2010 at 10:57 AM UTC
I hate the way an "Unfriend" can bring you to tears....
The non "Like" of a photo is equal to death.....
The way a "Tweet" is not meant for birds...
How taking pictures of yourself is now a thing....
The words typed by phone...
Is now a way to make you feel alone...
Now i'm not even old i grew up with this...
But for a world now at our fingers....
I think we forgot how to use our feet...
To walk to our loves...
To simply say words....
I am not a hypocrite i know its what i do....
The world has changed to make things easy and simple....
But a thing like love hasn't changed For a while....
Everyone is always on line saying "Anonymous" things....
"Liking" memories they never took part in.....
"Poking" at someone to get an Emoticon response...
I guess a technological advance.....
Means a human feeling recession...
I guess if love was a valued currency...
We would both be broke somewhere...
Between Happiness and Forever.....
Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 3:11 PM UTC
We unfriend so easily --
mice clicking
Memories --
Just a bunch of ******* memes --
Nicely, slickly
Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 2:25 PM UTC
i would like to write a cute little poem so i can post it on facebook
and have everyone tell me how adorable i am
how good at mediocre poetry i am
have them repost and like and comment
on my mediocrity
but every time i sit down to try
the word **** pops out
and ****
and
*******
and "cutting"
and "help me"
and "go to hell".
and no one on facebook would like that
they'd unfriend me
not that i ******* care
just that i have a hard time being adorable
no matter how many times people comment on my cute face
i am not a cute person
i'd cut you,
*****
forreal.
i almost wish i could be like my little sister
the prodigy
but **** prodigies, man
Oct 10, 2013
Oct 10, 2013 at 12:41 PM UTC
***i want to scrub my skin so hard that
every single cell you've ever touched of me comes off
erase your number and all our pictures
unfriend you and never see your face
you had a place in my heart
and i would have broken every single bone in my body
just to fix every single piece of you
my throat is raw and hoarse whenever i say your name
you're like salt water that makes me gag
trigger my senses and i cannot stand you
i hate your face and all that you stand for
i deserved better and i loved you with all my heart
you knew that and you took advantage
i hate you so much
you took all the love in my heart
i opened up and you made yourself
the ink in my unwritten book
you are the definition of all that i cannot stand
and i want to thank you for teaching me that
i deserve better than how low you put me***
Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 1:31 PM UTC
Took me a while to join
Had to learn all the security settings
I've heard about the weird on the net
I need to protect myself from all that ****
I won't friend you if I don't know you
If your not a family member
I'll ignore all random messages
And ads that give the universe
And all my friends I tell them
My mum is on my list
So take care with where you tag me
Or you could **** me off
Your loss I'll unfriend you
Just send me cool warm fuzzys
Thats what I call a buddy
Lolcat positivity
Affirmation awesome trippy
I f*cking love science
Mega Success stories
Against overwhelming odds
Photos of your son
Pet day at school with his lamb
Your new makeup
Your family outting
Theres no better way to keep in contact ...
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 2:21 PM UTC
I freak out.
Where did you go?!
You texted me just like a minute ago!!
I cant even breath, how will i survive?
Without you i cant see any **** light!
But there you are again, a reply to my text.
I can relax, and finally take a breath.
I cant handle being alone like that.
I should, but I just freaking cant.
Sometimes I feel Im addicted to you.
When the cravings get rough
Im not in the mood for anything else.
I want you, i need you, it doesn't make sense.
I wish it would stop
For its breaking my heart.
You wont always stay with me
We'll drift some apart.
were opposites, i know this.
Me the responsible, controlling one.
And you having fun just breathing the sun.
It may seem like a game to you,
but its different to me.
many times because of you
I felt my heart bleed.
Remember that time when you didnt come over?
Because of a guy you met on my birthday?
Well it made me cry.
Not cry but shatter. A puddle of tears that to you
just doesnt seem to matter.
Come on! You would say,
its no big of a deal!
I cant explain how that makes me feel.
Like you shredded my soul.
Like your not my friend.
like i dont mean a thing to you,
it was all for pretend.
Are you undercover?
Am i just some help?
Why should I be loyal
when you leave me dead?
You shatter my heart,
make me explode,
I busrt into tears
But no.
You just cant handle it all.
Youll smirk and let the whole thing fall.
I know i cant trust you, i must stop this now,
But I realize that my emotions are keeping me down.
I can never "unfriend" you.
Im bounded too tight.
Without you I wont be able to see your blue light.
I'd leave, but being too loyal to you, i'd never do anything to really harm you.
In the end well always stay friends,
Cause we know were the only ones who can understand each other the best.
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 2:39 AM UTC
troll tooth
oger toe
flow stupid
fistful of shiny carbon lattice wilt
and a composted halo too
beautifully torn derivatives slid
from this orifice
oven timer set fer
office space wasted
noob cubed
these are exponential times we're livin in, sim
yer prolly obsolete, so tap the banner below
for more there's more
trends friend then interrogate
unfriend those has-been's for the win dim
naked lightbulbs swing from
threadbare strings faster than light plus **** too
there's ***** adorno
how right you were
this **** is almost criminal
art narcs on
the hole a' truth
so help me dog
im
the hominid
that stood up
this fiction.
slipstream hoolahoop no-show
Aug 8, 2016
Aug 8, 2016 at 7:05 PM UTC
I hope you shake our home with your anger
and it collapses under our added weight.
I hope that you raise your white flag,
let the breeze scream out its surrender.
I hope that those from the congregation trying
to save us get ****** off and give up on us too.
I hope that you unfriend me from Facebook,
and tell your friends to do the same. I hope
you destroy all the moments, cut the
pictures of us into threes. Tear the
worst from the best and burn through the
all rest, watch my face distort in the flame.
And when you are with fast shrinking friends
at every single’s club in Louisiana, I hope
that you tell every ******* one of them
just how bad I performed in the sack.
In fact, the more you slander me the better.
I hope you fill those sad, bloodless husks with lies.
I hope that you refuse to forgive me. I hope
you move back to Tallahassee. In three
years time, with your new life all divine,
I hope you forget that she’s my new wife.
I hope that sometime you’ll learn to love me
and say that this was a bad phase of our life.
Tomorrow, I’ll bleed out what’s left of “forever”
and choke on “happily ever after”. And you
think that you’ve finally gotten over cause
I never think to get sober. But I hope you
recall staring down the unhinged frames
on the wall, you’re coming down with me too.
Oct 15, 2012
Oct 15, 2012 at 8:16 PM UTC
"Hello, care to chat?"
We had no mutual friends.
Turn chat offline.
"So you like writing?"
You've read my About Me.
View his profile.
"How are you? Busy?"
You poked me.
I poked back.
"I just want us to be friends."
One pending friend request.
Confirmed.
"You have nice eyes."
He commented on a picture.
Like.
"Your recent status update,
have a problem?"
Sad smiley.
"You can tell me."
I confessed to you.
Post status: -feeling happy.
"Good morning pretty."
Long chat replies.
Heart sticker.
"I love you."
And I love you too.
Status: in a relationship.
"I'm sorry, I've been busy lately."
It's fine.
Status: It's complicated.
"I didn't mean to hurt you."
You should have thought about that.
Unfriend.
"Please forgive me."
Seen.
Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 9:18 AM UTC
Knock knock
Pretty face
Perfect body
Shi**y brain
Unfriend
Block
Dec 20, 2018
Dec 20, 2018 at 3:17 PM UTC
It’s hard to see looking through your eyes
Because all I see is Facebook via iPhone 5
But then again, talking **** is America’s favorite past-time
So I shouldn’t be surprised
I’m hitting the “Unfriend" button
On every lost cause
That shoots me a smile
Jul 10, 2013
Jul 10, 2013 at 6:37 AM UTC
They crawl along the streets like zombies:
Heads cowed over Androids and iPhones.
Busily pressing buttons,
Risking life and limb
As they cross the road.
It reminds me of “Star Trek Next Generation”
When young Wesley and the rest
Were hypnotised
By some alien “game”.
Sometimes they sit in huddles,
Messaging one another
Or playing, yes,
An addictive game.
All lost in a dream world
On Facebook or Twitter-Chat Whatever.
Soon we will no longer “fall out” with anyone:
We will “Unfriend” or “Unfollow” them.
I still prefer my laptop.
But how long before I too
Succumb to this addiction?
How long before my “Facebook Morning Splurge”
Becomes a day-long trawl?
Before I know it I will be like the others:
Lost in panic –
Frantic
Because I forgot to bring
My mobile.
Paul Butters
© PB 25\12\2017.
Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 6:06 AM UTC
If i write to you
In the cutest & curtest of phrases,
But have not love,
You can always unfriend me.
Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 3:59 PM UTC
She decided to cut all those things that made her sad.
That boy with the beautiful face who made her happy.
She said goodbye to him.
That friend with the amazing smile who made her happy.
She said goodbye to her.
That person who she taught can love her as she is.
She deleted his number.
That woman who was always asking for her.
She unfriend her on Facebook.
She started to hate the ties.
Forced not be be herself.
She found the courage to cut the leash
Now she's lonely, but breaths better again.
Jul 19, 2016
Jul 19, 2016 at 1:32 PM UTC