"whatsup" poems
Love shouldn't be a battle but all we do is fight
when I think I'm the only one some other guy arrives
Then he pops up in your DMs and tells you that your fine
But I'm giving you my love, he can only give you likes
On instagram and Facebook and Twitter and snap chat
And you're sending him snaps of 3 seconds of how your *** fat
Hoping that the time is too short for him to screen grab that
But if he was beside you I'm pretty sure he would grab that
Another guy on your whatsapp everyday he tells you whatsup
You say I'm good and he asks for nudes and you tell him to shut up
But why would he when his friend has told him that your ****** up
Now your nudes have gone viral every day a new boy pops up
So you have lost respect for yourself and they have lost respect for you
Now everyboy is asking for nudes cos that's all they expect from you
And girl, you know I'm here for you, I'm the only guy who would treasure you
I'll break necks for you I'm right next to you if you run I'll be after you
On instagram he likes every of your photo
Then you get excited when he asks you for a follow
Cos your friend said he's fine and he drives his parents car
Money is not the root of evil, bad friends are
Now he's chatting you up tells you you're always on his mind
Soon he says let's meet up come hop into my ride
You're still not back home and it's the middle of the night
I was with your mum, she never slept she only cried
Two days later in the evening by five
The police knocked on the door asked if they could come inside
They told your mum you weren't missing but you died
My only wish is that you listened to all of my advice
May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 8:29 PM UTC
Stop it!
Kindly stop it!
Let me be Sincere
Headache you cause me severe
I am a child of God
And I believe in God
I am bound by ten commandments
And I keep them in my apartments
So please get it right
The way I am,I am alright
The nude,your snaps
My whatsup,give me hot slaps
Sensation cutting across
I swallow in your miasma,
Like I will carry my cross
Stop injecting me poison
Because
You are soon making me sin!
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 11:21 PM UTC
I gotta go to the store where on the corner stands a *****
She dresses kinda **** but her jeans are all tore
Prolly from the last time she was kneeling on the floor
**** it ima say hi cause im a little bored
Hey whatsup
Its just my luck
But before u duck
Can i get a ****
I dont wanna ****
Cause i only gotta buck
If i wasn't such a schmuck
Ud get stuck
As we ****
So we get back to my place
Undid her shirt made of lace
She takes off her ******* and tries to sit on my face
Whooaaaaaa Slof down lil lady this isn't a race
Me lickin' you down Hell No it ain't the case
Not the time nor the place
Maybe if your ***** was still an ace
But after all your work it's just a disgrace
Problem is ur a beautiful woman, a pussly like that is nothing to waste
On second thought, you know what, No ill pass on that taste
Are you on the pill?
You better be still
If not in the morning you'll be feeling real ill
Your sicker than that cause u might get a thrill
When you walk to the doctor and get them to ****
My future little boy i was gonna name Bill
I through about Will
But before I knew it he's laying real still
Now im starting to get angry get the **** outta my grill
or ill end up dumping pieces of ur body in the water mill
bury the rest on the other side of the hill
An eye for an eye and a **** for a ****
I dont want any drama
Especially from a baby mamma
Lemme breath for a minute at least gimme a comma,
Ok relax mother ****** or ima spell "cide" after "homa"
Lemme calm down before all this deli drama
Dec 3, 2011
Dec 3, 2011 at 11:27 AM UTC
hey, whatsup break me open and have a look inside
a suh dood check out these heady feels but like
whoa bruh they tell me
simmer down
you're harshin that mellow
yellow matter it's no matter tell me something new
find me something else to say I'm a
fried egg in a skull here's some banter
gallop trot and canter I'm just horsin' around
of course it's not finely ground buddy 'ol pal
you'll have to crush it up yourself
if ya wanna snort it
but hey let's abort that mission
I'm just tryin' to chill in the kitchen
all I want is a nice meal I don't want
anyone to steal these lasts wisps of my soul
let's smoke a bowl and forego the physical
maybe think about something quizzical
something that'll bring me elsewhere
anywhere but before
Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 6:39 PM UTC
hey, whatsup break me open and have a look inside
a suh dood check out these heady feels but like
whoa bruh they tell me
simmer down
you're harshin that mellow
yellow matter it's no matter tell me something new
find me something else to say I'm a
fried egg in a skull here's some banter
gallop trot and canter I'm just horsin' around
of course it's not finely ground buddy 'ol pal
you'll have to crush it up yourself
if ya wanna snort it
but hey let's abort that mission
I'm just tryin' to chill in the kitchen
all I want is a nice meal I don't want
anyone to steal these lasts wisps of my soul
let's smoke a bowl and forego the physical
maybe think about something quizzical
something that'll bring me elsewhere
anywhere but before
Feb 21, 2016
Feb 21, 2016 at 6:19 PM UTC
Body I am a butterfly
Only that I don't fly
I undergo metamorphosis
Under constant change and transformation
I grow day in day out
I was an egg
Then a boy,
Crawling like a caterpillar
I turned a butterfly
And beautified with lines
And phrases of poetry
I am a butterfly that can't fly.
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Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 2:10 AM UTC
Hey so I really wanna follow like all of yall that liked my lasst poem "How To Disappear Completely" but my phones super slow and cant load all of my notifications unfortunately so if yall could just send me a quick message being like "hey whatsup followed you" thatd be awesome !
~ natasha
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 11:37 PM UTC
things were good,
but then they were bad
i don’t know how to feel about the outcome
Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 7:44 PM UTC