"whoah" poems
I scream and sing while I do my thing
With my guitar I let the shredding begin
To go with the rhythm I bang my head
With the noise I make, I'll be waking the dead. Yeaahh!
Swirling like the leave that falls
My music's sweet its rock n roll
With my lyrics, I'm getting in your head
Oh baby tonight meet me on your bed. Whoah!
I'll make your world, jumps up and down
Until we both go deeper underground
Exchanging body heat with our melody
Oh baby tonight don't you feel so pretty? Ahhhh!!
I'm a rockstar baby come and sing along
I'm a drifter yeah! I'm a rolling stone
We sing a song, we come and go
We soar so high and then we go down low...oooohhh!
Dec 4, 2013
Dec 4, 2013 at 6:45 AM UTC
Cuba, where are your wings?
Have you lost your umph?
Coconuts, bananas and sugar cane,
all taken by the time you get there.
Where are the lines on the highway?
Simple lines which guide you.
An oxcart here, truck there, person in uniform, whoah.
Watch out, do not speak out,
do not look like you are full.
Confusion lurks in the dark.
The light is coming, it has to be coming, the matches are
in the next delivery, just wait...
wings and matches are coming.
Nov 25, 2009
Nov 25, 2009 at 8:57 AM UTC
Blossoming of the fresh green leaves,
The fragrant jasmine and bright tulips,
Lovely atmosphere with children playing around,
Very thought of taking off the heavy outercoats,
The sparkling shining sun and the awesome evening walks,
Sporting events during weekends and cheering and jumping,
Whoah! This is life and this is summer!
@gsnsriram
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 8:24 AM UTC
The split in the rock was a sign to go!!!!
Yet you stayed with me
You laid your life before me baby
Let good times be the key
A blindness whoah
A blindness ohhhhhhh
Come right back to me
A blindness love ...a blindness give
A penny for your love !!!!
My head is running miles and miles
Yet my body stays so still
A bitter taste to the after shock
A bitter taste of will
A blindness whoah
A blindness ohhhhhhh
Come right back to me
A blindness love ....a blindness give
A penny for your love !!!!
You fill my mind with lovers eyes
I want you all the time
So here I am for your command
I want you be my wife !!!!!
A blindness whoah
A blindness ohhhhhhh
Come right back to me
A blindness love ....a blindness give
A penny for your love !!!!
Aug 24, 2012
Aug 24, 2012 at 10:27 PM UTC
Can we talk?
She said "Sure, give me a minute"
Wait a few seconds, that minute turned to ten,
Now one hour later,
She was ready to begin?
"What do you want to talk about?"
she yelled from
across the room.
Silence, I was sleeping.
But just then, she was about to hear the boom
So.......
She came at me like a wartime poet,
dropping bombs on my head like
I didn't even know it,
Ripped holes in my shirt
and I couldn't even sew it.
She busted rhymes in my mind
even CeLo couldn't own it.
Words flying so fast,
I coulda swore they were stolen.
She moved one step closer
and boom, I was falling.
Each time my mouth opened
I couldn't even answer,
Each word that I stut t t tered was
like lyrical cancer.
I ran around the room like
a Soul Train dancer.
Side stepping her questions
like I was her little **** prancer.
**** you, *****
my words just got a little fancier.
Whoah!
"Who do you think you are,
are you done spitting it yet??"
You began this little battle,
but I'll be the one finishing it.
My words are louder than gunshots
Cuz, I'll be the one killing it.
I'll just turn my *** around
Cuz you'd be the
one kissing it.
This is only the beginning,
and I'm not finished dishing it
Shhhhit!!
She just broke in with a loud
"OH!! YOU DONE YOUR TIME"
So you can get on outta here with those wasted lyrics,
stupid rap, and busted rhymes.
This is my house, boy,
and you ain't living off this welfare dime.
Now, go cheat with some other hoes
and sip on their Boone's Farm strawberry wine.
Oh and one more thing, you might
want to call 9-1-1,
Cuz I am about to commit
****** on your *** and a misdemeanor crime.
See you were nothing to me
but my little, poor "boy toy"
and when I say "little" ..it wasn't
very much of joy joy.
The only time I got real excited and wet
was when you were walking out
my front door, door.
So, now carry your sorry ***
on over to your ex's house
cuz she was the real effin' ***** *****
Oh, that 65" flat screen is mine, so is that X-Box,
touch one more god **** thing in here or I'll
double tap your ***
with the pair of my triple chromed 9mm hollow point custom made Hello Kitty Glocks.
Your time is up,
so say good bye once and for all
count it 1, 2, 3 or I'll punch your ******* clock.
Mar 12, 2017
Mar 12, 2017 at 1:58 PM UTC
O, I stood on my two feet,
As I watched down the street,
Everyone--
Artists of War,
Typewriter Virgins,
Everyone--
On the Edge,
On the Verge,
Naked insects,
Laughing, screaming,
A ****** freakout,
Flooding Heaven's drains and alleys,
And I'm cowering here,
Cowering at the Lord,
Holy roads,
Holy turns,
Whoah Lord--
The steam,
Rising and Time between,
Crashing,
The Eye
Of the Great Plummet.
Whoah Lord!
Blind me,
Show me the way,
Don't you know how hard it is?
Drag me across the Universe,
Past the roaches and smokers,
Past the path of memory--
Past the God of Gods,
Let me hold on.
I've seen it all--
I thought I did--
The Clouds speaking backwards,
Aphrodite raised her head,
Can't see what I said,
Can't kick,
Can't scream,
Blown out of my head.
I listened only to Terror
From each mountain peak,
Odes and rages
And killings and gardens,
Down the edge of the waters--
Down trees and trails--
Vertigo struck me;
"Here I was born, and Here I had died."
My flesh and branches reached,
The traffic and moon had all been breached,
Storming down
The foggy bright lights,
Joyrides along veins,
Riots along thoughts,
**** along trembles
And speech and Love,
Nowhere to Dream,
For Vision
or Living.
The Men with Guns,
The Riders
and Storms,
Closing one thousand eyes,
Closing one thousand souls,
Under the Symbols
And Leading Men--
Dark, tall--
In a starry alignment,
Alignment of Cosmos,
Of the Sea,
Of the staggering things,
Bestridden, frames,
All around in window panes,
Touching sparkling spiraling
I wipe my eyes,
I go numb at the
Vertigo of steel and flesh and fur
Vertigo of strings and Angels
I need someone to Love,
Someone to feel my pain.
I'll keep you with me,
My heart going like mad,
I'll keep you with me,
When lonely and when sad.
I can't live
Live on my own
O, simmering, breaching
Reaching the pale vines,
Vines of Life and Death
And Eyes and Black
I can't be on my own
Not against the wide-eyed
Cities, cold and blossoming
Kissing the tips
Of Mountains and Fathers
Of all the Flags
Of the World
Of War and Peace
O Something's trying
To hold me back,
O Please,
Whoah Lord!
O God!
Rest me,
Bury me
In the lights and paint,
In the sand and dances
In the Living and Loving
In the moonlight
In Grace.
Let me,
Let me be swept,
Touched and livid,
Everything vivid,
Let me,
Let me breathe
Let me leave.
Let me see the way
Aug 25, 2010
Aug 25, 2010 at 7:38 PM UTC
We all Know how Valued your Calls protect
Which explains your Shield of Fermented Oil bought
Of Silicon's Text ****** your Phone object
Then spare another at-Risk by one's Fraud
Provided they dive deep into your Core
Since every Personal you Advertise
A-wait your Answers within your own Fore
As expect your Desire to Televise
Happenstance then, should such Device still work
Then submerge beneath their Kisses evade
Yet pursue the Chase as Wanted Dames do Lurk
And soon view the Secret of your Display.
Come out now. They withdrew with Smiles intact.....
WHOAH! Look! The Pool's Hands caught your Boyhood's Fact.
Jul 28, 2013
Jul 28, 2013 at 12:01 AM UTC
Mama told me
Never Fall in love
with a blond girl
God above
Seemed to say the same thing
But I ignore my God and
yours never meant **** to me
Now this blond girl
she makes me half
as good as I can be
Or is it bad to say?
All I want is today.
Start over start all over
Is it something different?
K.
1-2-3 go!
Mama told me don't you ever
fall in love with a blond girl
Lord above
he would be so angry.
The blonde is bad enough
don't let her B White!
No that just ain't right
but I had to
put up a fight
with my God and I
don't care about yours
going to stick with her for sure
She makes me so complete.
I didn't know I was empty
until she filled me up
now my cup overruns
with formless fullness grace
And I see her face in my dreams
Yeah she's wearing my
favorite pair of blue jeans.
Now on your knees
Mel kneads
Happy birthday girl from You
it means a lot that you stuck
around by my side cuz you knew I'd
be alright one day.
How did you know
something I didn't know myself
I was ready to retire
put myself up on the shelf
But you made me
Come back out and I'm
so **** glad I did
Whoah!
With you I'm finally rid
of all The pain.
Oh My heart is
a crane it
keeps reaching out to give
the
love love love
Whatever love you
give to me is multiplied
And it pours forth
like the sun Shines
Mel
a need.
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 10:40 AM UTC
Whoah! A stinky ****
In an enclosed room!
Out we go…
To pure fresh air
Ozonal
With a hint of salty sea.
Smell that fresh-cut sappy grass,
Those rustic woods
An acrid hint of fox
Dog and cat
Someone’s perfume lingering in the air.
Things are cooking:
Bacon to **** for,
Baking bread,
Spicy curries
And glorious fish and chips.
Roast beef and lamb
Fast fried food
And coffee
Pervades the air.
Garden blossoms
Traditional roses.
I finger a mint-leaf…
But something is burning!
Ah!
Not the same as the smell of rain.
But don’t ask me.
Ask instead those dogs and cats
With their super-sense of smell.
For Max the Labrador Collie
Always inspects my feet
And heaven knows
What he makes of
That.
Paul Butters
© PB 14\4\2020. ("Fast fried food And coffee" added 18\4).
Apr 14, 2020
Apr 14, 2020 at 6:24 AM UTC
Oh Those words that make me Quiver
We call them lovingly, Triggers
Words that bring us Alive
Senses joined, Amplified~
Simple words said to Me
Set the scene of Intimacy
Keys that unlock the Mystery
I set the locks, I make the Keys
I Change the Locks
You cannot trigger Me
So Whoah with YOUR tirggers
As they are Not the Right Key
My Box will remain Locked
A Mystery~
Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 11:23 AM UTC