"wifey" poems
First things first
I'd like to apologise
I'm sorry I'm not the good Indian girl I was bred to be
I'm sorry I don't make round rotis
I'm sorry that the tongue I use to speak punjabi is broken and hides in my mouth unused until desperately needed
I'm sorry that I don't cook and clean efficiently enough to be wifey material
Sorry that I love who I love and don't hate who I was told to
Sorry that I can't follow gods blindly and not try to sneak back stage to see their shining gold adornments and blue body paints and multiple arms in full and bare glory and scandal
I'm sorry that I'm actually not sorry for any of this
I'm sorry that these are false and empty apologies
I am unapologetically whole
A human not just a race
A female not a trust fund or business transaction
I filter out the good parts of the culture I'm from and the ones I identify with
I'll wear docs under my saari no apologies
I'll grind on dancefloors and do the best Bhangra dance you'll ever see unashamedly
Hareems and hoodies
Bindies and pin up eyeliner
Hedonism and head in the clouds
My ambition is Ambedkar untouchable
My drive is a salt march surging silently non violently through cities
My hometown pride is built in concrete and rickshaw dust,
Prejudice and Bollywood lust
May 14, 2015
May 14, 2015 at 1:25 PM UTC
We snap a shameless selfie
And post at once online.
Me and wifey smiling sweet
Whilst we play or dine!
Now some say it quite conceited
To paste one's mugs so much.
But we know its really just
More modernly in touch.
It took a bit to email,
And then to switch to text -
Now it's all on Facebook.
Who knows what will be next?
So easy on our selfies
It's really not self toot
It's more about assuring
We still live and compute.
(C) 2011 All rights reserved
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 3:01 AM UTC
Remember the time we ate shrooms
and spent the night lying in a graveyard
my shoe broke on the long walk home
and you carried me across the parking lot
because there could have been glass
Remember the time you saved me
from a boy I didn't want to kiss
you hid me at the top of a rocket ship
and every time he tried to enter
you shoved him down with your foot
Remember the times we laid side by side
on the cold wooden floor and blasted music
all night long till the stars ceased to shine
Remember the time you got out of jail
and walked to my house
to crawl into my bed but found another boy there instead
you quietly left and I had no clue
till you confessed later
Remember the time you left early in the morning
to catch your flight
and I didn't wake up
but when I did there were two CDs on my pillow
that you had spent all night making
Remember the time you said I was wifey material
after I danced on stage
at a white rave
in my black bra
Remember the time I dyed my hair green
and met your visiting girlfriend
and you said I looked like medusa
I wanted to sock you
Remember the time we got drunk and took xanax
and laid in my bed
you made your move then
and I giggled during our kiss
because I was high and scared it'd change us
but it hurt your feelings on accident
Remember the time I started hooking up
with your best friend/roommate
and you had to sleep on the couch
I'm sorry I was so callous
Remember the time you sent me
a christmas present
it was a build-able straw
the best thing anyone has ever given me
Remember the times you tried to love me
and I wouldn't let you
now you're gone chasing ******
and I miss you so much
that I write to you all the time
I write about you
because I can't stop talking to you
even when you disappear
Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 4:03 AM UTC
Honestly, I lust over every fine woman I see . Oh, that's so hot, right ? Oh, look at that!! But then every time I see these one it's never that and not because she's not fire! Trust it. Even the soul knows she's a bomb. When I see her its no lust at all, its that mami, wifey,warmth we cuddling in my dreams, spooning in combination of making out, and I'm looking at her face and not even believing she's right there my whole universe? And then I wake up and she's not really there and I realise it's that usual nightmare at it again,how cruel? - That normal nightmare at it again -Swoo
May 24, 2023
May 24, 2023 at 4:10 AM UTC
Uhh..
(baby come through, & come chill wit me..3)..yeah..baby come chill wit me..(come through5)..come chill wit me, Ayee, ( girl what you tryna do,Yeah2)..come chill wit me,Yeah..(what you tryna do girl2)..come chill wit me baby what you tryna do..(come through3)..Yeah baby come (chill wit me5)..baby yeah.. (come through3)..& (come chill wit me3)..come through,..
Babygirl yeah what's good , I know dat you are really in to me & I'm feeling you too,..Babygirl Yeah I see you & you looking cute, your so beautiful, Oooo, boo you got my heart jumping outta my chest beating so fast like I just took 50 pulls from a bong..Ohh, Babygirl you be boosting up my high like a newport, girl your love is so strong, baby your love got me strunged,..Babygirl what you tryna do,..Babygirl come through, kickback wit me Yeah..relax wit me, let's **** & smoke some good weed..I know that's what you tryna do girl..girl (Yeah..what you tryna do 2)...wit me..come through & then baby we can see.. yeah (come through3)..
Aye, girl what you tryna do..stop playing games & chasing after these **** boys..You need to spray some raid to keep them lames away from ya, because you mines, Yeah girl you my boo, girl I know exactly what you need & want you need a King, Uhh you want a real man to help flourish yo dreams, baby let me plant my seed in you, & I really mean that boo, let's start our own kingdom, & family BabyGirl so come through & hang wit me baby..I'll teach you how to live freer girl,..You that type of woman I'll let sit on my face, Babygirl yeah, I wanna drink you, like tea..,&
I ain't even tryna be a player no I ain't just ryhming game to ya, I really mean what I say, Yeah everything that is written is true..,Yeah boo, for sure..Uhh, so..
(Come through4)..Yeah..Yeah..(girl what you tryna do2)..Uhh,..(come through4)..(Yeah2)..come through & come chill wit me,Yeah..chill wit me,girl
I'll show you how a real man suppose to do you so come chill wit me Yeah..(baby come through2)..(come through2)..Aye
Babygirl bring yo **** *** over, & let me undress ya, I wanna hit it from the front, I wanna hit from the side, & I wanna get the back to..shit I'm feeling really freaky girl, I wanna caress you girl I really care for you..Yeah
, I might just lick yo ******* Imma **** you so good, Imma put you in a coma,,no ruthies,Uhh..Imma blow that good kush up in yo nose in the morning, & I bet you'll wake up from it, girl I know yo back hurting, & legs so sore to **** I got you have spasming,baby just let the good smoke relax ya,Aye..Uhh..
Yeah that's what Imma do to you when you come over, boo, baby so come through..Oooo, I wanna *** you up girl, Yeah that's what Imma do..to you..Uhh, Imma **** you so good, Yeah girl, Imma **** you so good..Oooo,yeah I wanna please you so baby..(come through3)..Yeah come through..(girl what you tryna do2)..Yeah what you tryna do,..(come through, Yeah3)..(come through....3)..Ooo,
Aye baby, Imma call you , to come through & when you get to me girl, don't be shy at all Noo, baby I wanna see what you all about, yeah girl, show me what that mouth can do Ooo,..Uhh, baby let me be that ***** I said let me be yo ***** yeah let me be yo best friend, no friends wit benefits, I want you to be my wifey,..Yeah I want you forever & ever baby..
Yeah girl let me be yo man, babygirl..tease me, Yeah dance & strip for a real ***** yeah show me what you all about, Yeah I wanna see what you about, Yeah..so baby..(come through*11)..Ooo
Yeah girl what you tryna do, girl what you been up to..baby..(come through*3)...
Oooo,what you tryna do Yeah..girl what you tryna do yeah..what you been up to..BabyGirl.. (Come through*4)..Yeah girl, what you tryna do, let's make a move now,..
Yeah let's make our own movie baby..just..(come through3)..Babygirl..Yeah..(come through8)..baby Yeah..(come through*3)..Yeah come through.. Girl, what you been up to, baby what you tryna do..,
(girl Yeah, what you tryna do*3)..
Just (come through..*3)
Ooo..Yeah..(come through..*3)
Dec 29, 2015
Dec 29, 2015 at 4:47 PM UTC
Miss me
hug me
kiss me
touch me
make my center
your surrounding space
Don't tease me
please me
never
leave me
you can't king me
it ain't a game
i wear you better
like fitted sweater
you just my size
don't change a thing
no waters wetter
no April better
forget umbrella
come play in my rain
queen reigns
u knight
with me
just right
A.M.
no letter
penned
Dear Jane
u like it
we love it
can't get enough of it
no messin
no guessin
absolutely
no testin
u wake
"Hey wifey,
our hearts not icey
feels so good
to be unashamed..."
no guilt
no filth
no watchin' milfs
i'm yo star
you got changed mind frame
What a blessin
God is present
form of worship
He don't turn His face
our bed be wild and undefiled
**** and pure
like white lace
no need to fear
our God is here
we dance this dance
so
u n a s h a m e d
no need to fear
our God is here
we dance this dance
so
u n a s h a m e d
. . .
let's do it
again.
Feb 10, 2010
Feb 10, 2010 at 9:43 AM UTC
I look at you and I see beauty.
The way you look so peaceful as you sleep is simply breathtaking.
The way you smile makes me get that cliche fuzzy feeling in my chest and tummy.
The way you laugh gives me a reason to smile.
I look at you and I see a goofball.
The way you get so serious when you're playing Skyrim is simply priceless.
The way you "dance with me" makes me want to be dancing at our wedding.
The way you make a **** noise with your mouth every time you mess up when you're trying to be serious gives me the giggles.
I look at you and I see a lover.
The way you kiss me is simply exhilarating.
The way you want me makes me shiver.
The way you say you love me gives me butterflies and goosies to this very day.
I look at you and I see a fighter.
The way you keep strong is simply inspiring.
The way you still give me everything I could ever ask for even though you are going through so much makes me want to give you everything I have and more.
The way you kick depressions *** every chance you get gives me aspirations.
I look at you and I see my wifey.
The way you hold me is simply heart-stopping.
The way your body fits perfectly with mine makes me realize we are made for each other.
The way you are always there for me gives me a reason to live.
Jun 19, 2015
Jun 19, 2015 at 2:29 AM UTC
something something little lamb
all these poems are so sad
Mary probably ate that lamb
'cause she probly had no dad
and Old Yeller up and died
at least that's what i've heard is said
but i've never seen the movie
its so old now, he's probably dead
the little mermaid got divorced
because she missed her family
Mulan's life was totally forced
had to be a man just to be free
Eric must have drowned
tryin to get his wifey back
and once a queen is crowned
her main job is in the sack
poems are like country songs
they only talk of what is sad
a long long list of all the wrongs
they're focusing on all the bad
and if you read them backwards
do you think it all is happy things
all positive and happy words
rainbows, butterflies and birdies sing
laughter was my honest goal
but now I'm done with rambling
negativity can take a toll
but I feel for all those suffering
Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 11:10 PM UTC
I'm unaware to where I am headed,
but today is special to me,
After countless steps and years of walking ,
I've finally hit the remainder of what was for my life to see,
I crossed paths with someone
so genuine and sweet ,
who shaded in that missing piece
and made my life complete,
No idea does she have,
of how long it is I've waited ,
to search for the kind of love,
for which cannot be traded.
c)2011
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 8:36 PM UTC
1
I married when I was young, yeah,
a woman just as hale and hearty as me
and course I still had
to hang out with friends
and weekends I’d be off with ‘em
drinking and spending all the week’s pay
from Friday evenin’ till Sunday night
But my wifey ne’er understood that
and one Sunday night she’a said to me
*“Why do you do this, mon? How’d you feel
if you don’t get to see me for so many days?”*
“Fine by me, sweetie,” I said
as fast and as witty, even in drink
2
and that night I didn’t see her
and come Monday I didn’t see her
and come Tuesday I didn’t see her
and so on Wednesday and came Thursday,
the swelling went down a little
and I saw my wifey again
hale and hearty
out of the corner of my right eye
Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 7:03 AM UTC
Hit too hot hit too hot
Now my throat burns
Watching Workaholics
I'd say Blake is my favorite
His hair is cute I like his face
Wild red hair creating umbrella space
Flick the engraved Zippo the gift from wifey
Blunt in the bowl smoking
Spent ten on a three
My other lover might sit with us soon
Three in a room sharing hands
Possibly kisses, massive attack
Playing mezzanine we'll either touch
Each others' skin or carry conversation
As it turns out I've found peace with
Either outcome or any other potentiality
While it's pleasing to be receiving I'll be
Lying if I tell you I don't appreciate the fine
Details in simply spoken word between us
Apr 4, 2017
Apr 4, 2017 at 2:38 AM UTC
You blew my heart away
you blew my mind
it started out there
and left behind
you kissed my inner side
and out there too
my darling wifey
I so love you x
Feb 11, 2011
Feb 11, 2011 at 6:55 AM UTC
Like a squiggle in your eye; blink,
and
I'm
gone
because I am all lipstick smudges left under carefully-pressed lapels, or Sharpied innuendos scrawled on bathroom walls in dingy bars.
A souvenir from one ephemeral moment, a fleeting tryst of dispassion (from my side at least); before I am scrubbed bare and raw.
DON'T YOU TOUCH ME, for I am so tender.
Thrown into the wash;
you can clean me, but the stain remains.
The scent of sugar, sweat and shame.
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 5:32 AM UTC
For all of my younger life
I thought when I grew up I’d be a wife
But since when I met you
About this, I’ve thought twice
And I’ve wondered if it need be
Need I marry so eagerly?
Because right now
You are my company
And you’ll do for me
So I’m not so sure now
If I’ll need a wedding gown
Or for my Dad to walk me down
The aisle so soon
At this moment in time
Whilst you have been mine
It seems you’re all I need
More love would be greed
Yes, ******* our bond does lack
But we know we have each other’s backs
And trust is a key thing
My lifelong partner needs to bring
Other traits that you’ve got
Prove you have the lot
You’re a passionate cook
Generosity is your look
You bring with you fun
Share a love for the sun
You love a good dance
You’ll give anyone a chance
You entertain with your bands
You’re a helping hand
You see whilst you’re looking
You hear whilst you’re listening
And your singing is glistening
You do all these things just naturally
It seems you understand me
Which is why what we have works
And it will for eternity
So long as we don’t have to play scrabble in our retirement
Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 8:38 AM UTC
The Creep that loved you
Dani Chase
Jinxxed For Life
βέƦẙḽ Dṏṽ
Ena Alysopriono
Unknown guy
Rex Forté
Jimmydon
Janine
LeeAnn Rose
Musfiq us shaleheen
Elle Tat
maha salman
Concrete Angel
Carolin
wolf spirit aka quinfinn
Death is living
Ally
the helper
patty m
Yung Wifey
Gabrielle Cox
Heart Broken
Kayla-Lyn Searle
Dark Rose
Jason Cirkovic
Midnight Writer
LittleFreeBird
Richard Barnes
Trisha Anne Chi-Young
Thinking Out Loud
AD Mullin
Devon Webb
Hannah Jade
Deborah Brooks Langford
Winter Frost
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Starry Night
caitlyn walters
elsa angelica
Sarah M Gillihan
Sweetheart
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DC raw love
Charbear909
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PerfectTruths
Worldeater
John-Chris Ward
Ember Evanescent
Kitty Lam
LJ Chaplin
Just Melz
Jae
Just Jean
The Girl Who Loved You
Vanessa Gatley
StayStrongILveU
tamyon lawrence
Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 2:09 PM UTC
WARNING: Horror...you might find this series offensive or distressing if you are not used to horror.
3)
I know
once I was just like you
I was young and furious too
the world was too much
everyone made you feel
so hopeless, you think you could ****
I know exactly
how you feel
*Dear, oh dear
don't cry
Darling, oh darl
don't bleed*
There was a time when I married
(everyone finds it's a mistake;
they either **** their partner
or, to continue living,
they **** their own spirit)
but I was determined to grow
my body and spirit -
can we not get conventional? -
so I had minced pie for a time
and no one could bring
my wife back home
you see
wifey got
too comfy
and see she had this thing
(after respectability)
about responsibility
the role of husband and father and
parent and homeowner, mow the lawn
service the loan
and all that crap –
I quite believe she was going mad;
maybe she walked away into the woods
Was that responsible of her?
*Dear, oh dear
don't cry
Darling, oh darl
don't bleed*
Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 5:27 PM UTC
I went from being the girl that guys like to look at,
to the girl they take home to meet mom.
You know how it goes,
out with the summer skirts and into floor sweep dresses.
Learning to home make and wear a facade.
The patient smile even when your boiling crazy,
the platitudes when your mind is a ring with sarcasm.
Now I don't have to change my walk, thank God for that,
just who I walk with and where I walk.
What can I say, am growing older.
Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 6:02 AM UTC
Good day my love....
You are the prayer I received
You are the ministry perceived
Appreciative having you in my life
Having and holding you as my Godly wife.
You are the ultimate gift any rightful man proudly announces and presents
As his rib ....his wifey
Comfort within divine dreams
Copyright© all rights reserved Katrina Bills
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 6:34 AM UTC
"How do i look ?",was the whisper she made,
"Like a ******* tramp!",was the attention he paid,
But his words didn't penetrate,she loved him that much,
So she changed her clothes, and she coverd herself up,
Token wifey,perfect partner,loving mate,
She glared at her reflection,wishing she could hate,
rosebud lips, icy eyes,sculpted legs and cheekbones,
He knows full well,if she's noticed, she'll leave home,
So he supresses her beauty,ensuring it with black and blue,
Those little pills you take, won't always see you through!,
Wake the hell up my girl,before you slowly disappear,
Put on your perfume and your pretty dress, get the heel out of here,
Lift your head, shed the baggage, walk off that bruised flesh,
Claw your way to the surface, where you're free to start afresh.
Make a move for gods sake, or you'll shrivel and die,
Shake the duckling feathers off, spread your wings, and, just, fly !
(c) [email protected] 2010
Feb 3, 2010
Feb 3, 2010 at 9:20 AM UTC
My roadkilled cat friend occassionally comes back to me in my sleep complaining about being sick after ingesting gasoline from the guts of the car that beheaded him. You ain't seen **** until you've waded through a marsh of blood in escape of the suburb that just blew up 11 miles away from the woods THEY kidnapped you in, New Orleans Jazz songs on repeat during the storm drain drug deal. Don't forget throwing up all over that expensive platter of rotting meat, while getting bent over and ****** in both your holes by some tall intersex sociopath. Maybe I shouldn't have let those harpies follow me through the maze, all the way home. I'm a waste of human flesh.
Mar 21, 2017
Mar 21, 2017 at 10:30 PM UTC
We fire up our internet
with a fortune we've already spent
I tell ya' fella, I've got to yella
I'm head up to here in my debt
We fire up our own internet
with what already should be for free
Bee's make a honey. Hey, hey that's funny
But not funny, not once, not one time to me
If there was a way I could make some more pay
I would never think to try and sell you
I would think twice before tossing the dice
Never would touch a warm body untrue
OOPS. HERE, IT'S COMING
OOPS. YES, IT'S COMING
Hear it? Here it is, hear it?
Hear it? Because here it is!
Here it is:
WHY FEE THE WIFEY?
I don't know why
Seems you could catch an infectious disease
or just die off from all the vee dee
WHY FEE THE WIFEY?
I don't know why
I thought you wanted the internet
to get it, to get it for free
OOPS! can't say it right
OOPS! there I've done it again
WHY FEE THE WIFEY?
Don't tease the wife
And please remember, be courteous please
Don't try to upset my wife
WHY FEE THE WIFEY?
I don't know why
This is a song about internet
There's something that I can't say right
WHY FEE THE WIFEY?
I don't know why
It's really not part of religious belief
I tell ya' I don't want no part
OOPS! Here it's coming
OOPS! Yes, it's coming
Hear it is
WHY FEE THE WIFEY
I don't know why
Sorry I got lost, ran off the track
And got trapped in ol' Hackensack
WHY FEE THE WIFEY?
I don't know why
This isn't the song that I started to write
Don't want those ideas for my wife
WHY FEE THE WIFEY?
Don't know, but I'll try
And if she pays it, that'll be great
I'll get all my free internet
WHY FEE THE WIFEY
I don't know why
That's right I remember, free internet
That is why I've got to try
AND SAY WE FEE
NO, NO NOT WE FEE
Never say wee fee and never say die
So say only why, say why-fie
WHY FIGHT THE WEE FEE
Why fight the wife
I think I can say it
Say it when high
I've got it, I said it
One last more why-fie
WHY FEE THE WHY-FIE
I'll ask my wife
No, don't you ever, ever ask wife
Just only ask for WI-FI
WI-FI THE WI-FI
OH MY OH MY
I hope you enjoyed it
Because you're my enjoyment
My funny, bunny valentine
There now. I think that I have said it right
Yes, now I think that I have said it right
Yes, now we think that he did say it right
Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 12:32 PM UTC
and we lay pressed together,
he tries to teach me the dialect
of butterfly kisses,
and being so close,
we are no longer a landscape of two mountains and valleys moving,
but we are one,
and its so warm and comforting to feel his weight as he weighs on me,
and he still needs to be closer,
wrapping compact muscles,
around my stumps for legs,
and he is sticky fingers, that bestow solemn pinky promises,
half attempted secret whispers yelled across the room,
he is a sweet sunrise,
when all you have ever known is the blistering loneliness of night.
He is not afraid to talk and to share his thoughts,
and there are moments, snapshots of my failing infrastructure,
that lashes out at his incessant nature, me willing him to stop.
He discusses my beauty with strangers and mid thought tells me that I am so very beautiful,
and when he says it I believe it.
he falls asleep like one who is proud to tell anyone listening he is 3 and a half he had to add.
i wish he were mine,
mine to keep,
mine to trully love,
but I'm just make believing playing wifey to families,
with no need,
but right now its just
you and me
and the me I am with you,
and in this moment i hold your small 3 year old hands in my hand,
and its enough to be.
Sep 29, 2013
Sep 29, 2013 at 1:27 PM UTC
Dear Wifey,
I have found a place for us.
A place where we can settle down for good. I have yet to know who you are but I’ve already found a place afar. A place where even Yolanda has no match. A place where a lot of fish is there to catch, people are so nice that you can leave your things outside and no one will make a move to sn@tch, widened roads for y-o-l-o drive just for you to beat our 6th gear and clutch. We will be wearing our long sleeves not because we’re going to attend some party, but because we’re going to plant some crops for us to eat, my dear Honey. You’ve got nothing to worry when it comes to the bill for water and electricity cuz they have clean rivers and fresh cool air so there’ll be no need for efan, phone, or tv but in any case, you deem it necessary, I guess we could get a set, anyway 100-wampipti for a bill monthly is more than enough as what my auntie told me. There’ll be no need for us to avail the internet, we’re just going to share stories with each other to k i l l time. As we all know, ISPs here in the country s u c k s, will simply leech us and make us lose our dime. Anyway, I don’t want to stress myself out, go to their HQ, launch an arson attack, and commit other crimes. Probably I’ll just write a rant or poem about it that will surely chime.
As you can see, I am so in love with the place, can’t think of any problem to face. Ah yeah, wait, maybe dengue cuz at night there are mosquitoes here that are well-fed and raised. Don’t you worry cuz I’m already saving money honey, I must admit that sometimes there’ll be a need for us to go to the city and Mercury cuz I don’t trust The Generic Pharmacy. That just love won’t be enough, and there are things that we need to shop. Sooner or later, whether we like it or not, we’ll realize that there are things that these hands can’t make or provide, for example, your gown—like, wth? I want you to be the most beautiful bride. I don’t want you to wear a torn dress as we face our fam and magsisi-uwian na pagka-kain na mga guest!
While writing this line, I’m giving my cold stare to a white butterfly, so I stopped the ink and think, will I be able to make you feel that you have found the right guy?
Dec 27, 2019
Dec 27, 2019 at 11:50 PM UTC