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"whaat" poems
the jew in you, something you long suspected, or long lamented. too bad, the absence of this moniker if it   ain’t applicable directly to your sorry *** after all who doesn’t want to be among the ch-ch-chosen peeps? this blessing in disguise, it’s very special to be hated by almost, everyone. hatred,, the great equalizer, highlighting your choicest features race, gender, roman nose, etc., etc., etc. but like the song said, though somebody may hate unlucky you, everybody, no exceptions, hates the jews. everyone knows the jews own the banks. everybody hates the banks who leave you on hold, leaving you, wondering why, they won’t give you back at the ATM, the good money you lent them, so you must be minimum 10% shrewish (shhhh-jewish) or whaat! why? yup, your deposit is a liability on their books, (they owe it back to you) so you too are a moneylender, congrats! welcome to the club, the club of being a liability. we jews travel around the world, chased out from almost everywhere. so we invented the around-world-cruise, and the world gave us steerage class to remind us, even the jew in you, that’s OUR special place. postscript: (All) Jewish Lives Matter! Oy! (don’t get me started...)
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Oct 10, 2020
Oct 10, 2020 at 12:32 PM UTC
The Jew in You
sometimes. i live in my head so much. i look in the mirror and surprise! i'm an actual, physical being. (whaat?) and when someone comes and speaks to me, "you...you can see me?"
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Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 11:42 AM UTC
in my head
ever hear a voice in the garden that made you become startled, inquiring: what the **** was that?! huh?! i was the object of said "what"? RAP? exclusion remarks in the realm of poetics. i died....     and Homer went blind. oh... oh oh..... oh... the part where i don't care to mind, and the part where you... but i wasn't the white boy who subjected your people to perform jew... oh... sowwy, whaat? legal nomad.. thingy... peoples doing **** with jewels, in hobo, in... roma bracelets... ******* squirt worth a **** vodoo! ******* vodoo! tripod: that one thing legged... standing on 'a' 'un leg... merry ******* christmas come northern ireland... savvy?! you bet... beat the bacon! fucking hare krishna... i die, and the warning sign says: scrap through the "gravy"... lucky loser, no. 2! bricktop: people doing **** with diamonds... utter.. bonkers... me... you... hush-hush... bonkers-brigade.... ******* east london vowel crisp cut and pig-me... loose ends... ******* shy of a boxing munch... take your tirade to a recital of Macbeth via... Tehran... you... ******* wanker! otherwise? w'ha are 'e' lovelies? eh? you skill or somethin' more, or w'ha? bricklayer 'ert or sum'fin worth the fix?! give me 'um some ******* cajole! meaning! news! you fork's worth of a nibble on a use of a ***** ******* pansie... fucking ****** start ******** or bitch-yourself into an ease... with warring-to-come... ye'... gobshite i ain't buying... tough man tought mouth... punched bit a little... god... i'm gagging! itchy sort... like... you want to sort the sort from the sort! ******** **** glug ******* wanna scrap them on the guillotine of scratch of the tongue lick of: a... shaven-lick... sheryl crow... grammy award album... 1997... 30 or so years later? good luck hitchhiking with a jukebox interlude.
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Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 10:24 PM UTC
cipher
ever hear a voice in the garden that made you become startled, inquiring: what the **** was that?! huh?! i was the object of said "what"? RAP? exclusion remarks in the realm of poetics. i died....     and Homer went blind. oh... oh oh..... oh... the part where i don't care to mind, and the part where you... but i wasn't the white boy who subjected your people to perform jew... oh... sowwy, whaat? legal nomad.. thingy... peoples doing **** with jewels, in hobo, in... roma bracelets... ******* squirt worth a **** vodoo! ******* vodoo! tripod: that one thing legged... standing on 'a' 'un leg... merry ******* christmas come northern ireland... savvy?! you bet... beat the bacon! fucking hare krishna... i die, and the warning sign says: scrap through the "gravy"... lucky loser, no. 2! bricktop: people doing **** with diamonds... utter.. bonkers... me... you... hush-hush... bonkers-brigade.... ******* east london vowel crisp cut and pig-me... loose ends... ******* shy of a boxing munch... take your tirade to a recital of Macbeth via... Tehran... you... ******* wanker! otherwise? w'ha are 'e' lovelies? eh? you skill or somethin' more, or w'ha? bricklayer 'ert or sum'fin worth the fix?! give me 'um some ******* cajole! meaning! news! you fork's worth of a nibble on a use of a ***** ******* pansie... fucking ****** start ******** or bitch-yourself into an ease... with warring-to-come... ye'... gobshite i ain't buying... tough man tought mouth... punched bit a little... god... i'm gagging! itchy sort... like... you want to sort the sort from the sort! ******** **** glug ******* wanna scrap them on the guillotine of scratch of the tongue lick of: a... shaven-lick... sheryl crow... grammy award album... 1997... 30 or so years later? good luck hitchhiking with a jukebox interlude.
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GF: "It's not you, its me!" BF: "You're right! It is you! GF: "WHAAT!" copyright: r. riddle 06-29-15
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Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 9:09 AM UTC
Breaking up (what you don't expect to hear)
GF: "It's not you, its me!" BF: "You're right! It is you! GF: "WHAAT!" copyright: r. riddle 06-29-15 Women really don't want you to agree with them.
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Sep 8, 2016
Sep 8, 2016 at 11:27 AM UTC
Breaking up (what you don't expect to hear)
is it odd that i care about everything you say? is it normal to analyze every word, every smirk out of or on your face? is it pathetic that i honestly can't stop fixating over you? is it normal to care about what exactly isn't what he said and think? is it wrong to feel emotions i despise creeping into my soul, creeping into what i stand for, creeping into what i am now made of? it is WRONG to become something you hate, but then again what if what you hate is what you were truly all along? what if what you hate is what other's wish for, what others think is what is just fine? so is it right or wrong to simply show your feelings every moment of every second, to show him what you have become or to show him whaat you've been this whole time? or.... are you simply a coward, complicating things into a poem for others to analyze? writing things out to run away from what you honestly can't deal with anymore, can't take anymore? or are you simply writing in the past?
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Jan 30, 2013
Jan 30, 2013 at 9:43 PM UTC
is it?
life is N0t always just, nor whaat you'd tcepxe Ski! oftenthimes it just looks like a mses! As late as you thinnk you h--e it non fIgyerred out Y u learn thares a upside-up?, and inside–in?! sAdly, their's no knitting asquare kit. It'll suhck eVVery time. Buht, it lonly ladds to the swEEtniss of ife wh n it.. is what you'd expect.
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Oct 16, 2020
Oct 16, 2020 at 10:50 PM UTC
ISwhatyoud