"uploads" poems
The cat was sitting there licking his ***** .
He stops suddenly and looks at me , like for seconds . Then he seems to say , "What? It can happen ."
Then all the boys there are wishing they could lick their ***** and they wouldn't have to fool with women . It's a good thing their fathers couldn't .
Mary comes in wearing shorts that shows her **** and a t-shirt so tight her ******* stick way out . Mary had big ******* , the kind a baby could find on any dark night (or ***** boyfriend)
Tonight Mary had neither and she was looking for a download from anyone . Uploads would do too . Mary liked to be on top of her game .
Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 2:44 PM UTC
Lonely Apps
Socialization deleted
laughs, screams, talks
Now; texts, emails, tweets
eyes now dim
Puns of fun trapped behind lips
Plugged in
no uploads
to pull reality in
Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 7:10 PM UTC
Out of the sky
Yes she was the sweetest love
I had pleasure of having.
I said no to all the
One night stands I had.
I stayed up all night
Searching for the right words to
Put in the poems i wrote for her.
She gave me sunshine
When I was hopeless.
Hours just looking at you
So happy to call you my girl
My mind just drifted away
Kinda forgot about family and stopped
All my social networkin'.
Then she hit me with
"I just need to be alone
But nah it's not you it's me"
I said " I need you"
With tears you said "sorry there's just a lot going on"
Caught her chasin' love
So I guess it's time to fly.
They say true love is really hard to find
But it all takes time.
So much on my mind
I couldn't even eat breakfast.
Getting back together, yeah I'll be a little patient.
My friends be saying
"stay focus give her a little time and space"
Others say
"forget her, she don't wanna be together.
You're a perfect guy you can do better"
But I still wait, thinking its true.
Till I see her holding hands with some other dude.
Heart broken thinking I wanna **** this stranger
Could of beat his *** but I just hold all my anger.
Now she uploads pics of them together
Higher's my blood pressure
But all I wanna do is forget her.
Never fall again
Don't ask why.
I was caught chasin' love
Guess you're ready to fly.
Dec 27, 2012
Dec 27, 2012 at 8:06 PM UTC
"a mecha bug
impossibly small
beady compound eye
cute little botfl y antennae
recording Me
sleepyhead
as I lay down
in my bed
embedding its little body
in my dreamcloud that's
above my head
in my bed
all my prayers + wishes
all my luck gifts from God
the robo-pede
uploads it's buzz code
And the scheiße repeats
tonight then tomorrow,
1 then 2,
2night then 2morrow
one then two
Nov 29, 2012
Nov 29, 2012 at 12:20 AM UTC
On a Sunday it was dark; girls infatuated with attention
Consuming on facebook uploads, and hashtags that have no explanation for your comprehension
I stand alone in a world, a total suspension
From the societies of fake likes and relationships and self pent up tension
I had faith in you, but your beliefs are not worthy of my mention
For the things you lived for, the mundane delusions that causes your detention
For you are detained in your self- created stress and your feverous passion that is derived by convention
You are stuck in a world not yours, and once I tried to liberate you from it you couldn't stop clinging and clench'n
To your false priorities and you call this a life… you call yourself living when your hollow ego and pride has out shadowed your repention
And sin became a right, and good became a privilege, all this in the world craving attention…
Souls like me are buried, embodied by peace we have with our existing forms
Free thinkers; attached to our beliefs and religious rituals yet deviated from your filthy sociological norms
And values we have created and you chose to forget
And destinies we work to change, yet your destinies are set
For sheep follow each other into circles of indecorous confusion
And every one of you follows what he thinks is fun, or cool or the trendy illusion
We have reached a time when we follow people, not thoughts, material not ideas and we demand respect
How could I respect clones? For their values become lower than that of an insect...
I trusted you were different, but I grew beyond that thought and realized you're the same
You just yearn for the spotlight, live on opinions, and follow your low life leaders into a path of misleading fame…
Jan 8, 2013
Jan 8, 2013 at 7:38 PM UTC
Hello my fellow poets
I would like to say I've enjoyed writing and reading poems on this site and will continue to enjoy through my days.
Alas I will soon be going on a hiatus and will return after awhile, but before I go I would like to issue a challenge to all my fellow poets.
It's a collaborative poem challenge
It's very simple two poets pair up and write a poem no restrictions.
The rules are simple and are as follows:
1. The submissions will be from today till the end January 25th
2. The fellow poet has to be on this site.
3. Whoever uploads the poem their partner has to share it.
4. They have to be mentioned either in the title or side note.
5. Once the poem is uploaded send me a link so I can add it and you and your partner to the collab poem collection
6. What's a challenge without a prize, the winners will receive a notebook a pen and a hat
7. How do you win you ask. Well after the 25th I will tally all the views on February 2nd and message the winners.
Have fun writing and I hope to see many interesting collaborations
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 11:47 AM UTC
The last star, now corporate logo.
You're my spoilt demand of love.
The hitch-hiker is buried at home.
Weight on the mattress, no more.
Conceding to smoke in my lungs.
Beheaded treetops, and a poisoned sky.
The lighthouse blinks - oh blessed recovery!
The last human uploads his consciousness.
The cancer spread to bone marrow.
Thousand lensed eye, yet no identity.
He plays the last ever chord.
Sequel: And she dances to his echoes.
With no land left, only sea.
Third eye opened – to New Eden!
The unbelievable new fathoms of physics.
With wonder, she first saw Earth.
Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 7:55 PM UTC
HI DUDES
I JUST UPLOADED THIS WEEKS VERSION OF MY CHART SHOW, WHERE MY MOTTO IS
PLAY THE OLD MUSIC, COUNTDOWN THE NEW, AND I UPLOADED TWO SONGS FROM
ANGRY ANDERSON FROM YESTERDAYS CONVOY FESTIVAL AT GUNGAHLIN
PRETTY RAD ISN’T IT, I USE MY CHARACTER, BERNETTE PETERS, WHO IS MY LITTLE GIRL IN ME
THE ORANGE HAIR WANNA BE, THIS ISN’T STRANGE BEHAVIOUR, THIS IS COOL BEHAVIOUR
PERFORMING ON YOUTUBE, AND THANKS FOR GIVING ME A FEW VIEWS, I LOOK AT ESTIMATED TIME WATCHED
AND I THANK YOU THERE TOO, DON’T STOP BEING ENTERTAINED BY ME, I WILL BE A YOUTUBER TILL THE END
WHICH I HOPE ISN’T FOR A LONG TIME
WELL DONE TO THE NEW ENGLAND PATRIOTS, BEATING SEATTLE, 4TH WIN THIS CENTURY
I AM BOPPING BERNETTE PETERSON, AND I SHAKE MY HEAD TO TOE, I SHAKE ALL OVER TILL I ROCK ‘EM ALL OVER YEAH
I PARTY RIGHT, YEAH, I PARTY RIGHT
YEAH, IF YA LIKE ANGRY ANDERSON, CHECK OUT MY VIDS OF ROCK AND ROLL OUTLAW AND WE CAN’T BE BEATEN
I WILL UPLOAD MORE IN THE FUTURE, ESPECIALLY THE PARADE
SORRY FOR MY ONES THAT DIDN’T MAKE IT, MY COMPUTER ONLY ALLOWS A FEW QUICKIES A DAY, OK
AAA YOUTUBE TV, IS WHERE THE NEW UPLOADS ARE OK
THANKS TO TWITTER FOR FAVOURITING MY WE CAN’T BE BEATEN UPLOAD, OK DUDES
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 11:53 PM UTC
Between all the photo uploads
That scream with ostentatious desperation,
"Hey! Look at how many people love me!"
"I'm so happy!"
I check my social media sites frequently.
Almost as if thinking,
"maybe in the last ten minutes
Something drastic will have happened...
And just maybe this happening
will suddenly give my life meaning once again."
But when I see that Facebook has not, in fact,
thrown me miracles,
I scroll through these uploads and tags mindlessly.
They seem to mock me!
Almost as if screaming,
"You're drowning your youth in ***** and loneliness
behind a charade of shallow interactions."
It makes me sick.
Because as I stare at these faces,
Smiling and chipper,
With their hugs and their memories...
I have never felt so utterly alone.
Jul 14, 2013
Jul 14, 2013 at 2:16 PM UTC
Facebook tells me you have someone new
or really, not-so-new, as the dates on these photos
reveal that she was around long before
I even tied my shoes to leave.
Meanwhile, yours were fully laced, giving me
the runaround, and I see she was at your marathon
on Sunday, standing in the morning cold for 3 hours
just to watch your chicken legs shuffle across a finish line.
I’m sure she kept plenty warm though, wearing those
fingerless gloves she knits and sells on Etsy,
overpriced, with buttons that don’t attach to anything
while you’re attached to her.
A quick Google returns her MySpace page,
updated about two years too recently, and a YouTube video
of a song she wrote– two oscillating chords,
her voice trilling something about little birds.
The two of you are building tent forts held up by Christmas lights
and making s’mores in the living room fireplace
and she comments “if that’s not love...”
Trust me, sweetie– it’s not.
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 3:43 PM UTC
>user logs in
>user uploads a poem:
Tell those you love they are loved. Make sure they know they are loved. Do good. Be good. You can. That's all the world needs. That's what everybody needs.
>tags it goodbye
>notes: my last
>12 views
>last online:
12 years ago
Sep 19, 2025
Sep 19, 2025 at 1:51 PM UTC
Pout click
Smile click
Stick tongue out click
Peace sign click
Argh, delete, *** was that ? Yuck, disgusting !
Curly hair click
Space buns click
Selfie with Bruno click
Trying to be tumblr click
No, no, no the dogs licking my nose, **** I forgot you have to be pretty to be tumblr ...
Smile again click
Tries, but slowly fading click
Puffy, watery eyes click
Tears falling from my eyes click
Why, no, not again ... Fine !!
-uploads picture-
feeling, (depressed, suicidal, anxious, unworthy, not needed) happy ! I am feeling happy ..
-not to add the fact I'm slowly dying inside ... - back spaces the last piece !
Fakes smile click
I guess they will never know what goes on behind closed doors or my eyes ....
Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 7:57 PM UTC
HI DUDES
I HAD A GREAT MORNING AT THE AUSTRALIA DAY BREAKFAST, AND I HAVE UPLOADED A FEW OF MY GREAT VIDEOS ON YOUTUBE
YOU SEE I AM AUSTRALIAN IS ONE SONG, AND INSTEAD OF SAYING DREAM, I SANG DRINK, CAUSE IT’S AUSTRALIAN TO DRINK
ANY DRINK WILL DO, YOU SEE I SANG TIE ME KANGAROO DOWN SPORT WITHOUT THE MUSIC
YOU GUYS AND GALS NEED TO HAVE A LOOK, AND I SHOW I CAN CREATE A BLOOPER, WITH ONE VIDEO
BUT ALL IN THE GOOD FUN
HAPPY AUSTRALIA DAY FROM MY YOUTUBE SITE AAA YOUTUBE TV
WHERE YA CAN FIND MY COOL UPLOADS, OK
IN YOUR OWN TEAM
MY STUFF IS OUT THERE, DUDES
WE SHARE A DRINK, WAS MY JOKE
Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 10:37 PM UTC