Wift poems on Hello Poetry

igriegazeta Mar 2010

Hyena

If ever
there was a spark in mindless stupid
would it not be the ladies remarking
at scooped cut asphalt
jagged, freeing suffocated Terre?

the most fertile , the most thirsty.

Lush outside. inside the skin?
rancid repulsive desiccation,
a piquant impulse for escaping love.

Mouth's morning wift: gloomy, heavy, smoke.
Eyes: blurrr,
Memory: cashed
Framework: gaunt & yellow, a Purple cadaver among stern Circles, reflecting the Nausea of popularprice

PK Wakefield Dec 2010

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hearken this expanding glow
                                                  echo bravely stuttering oblivion
i'll uncouple and deep serenely
      my closest peptides bonding
an amiable tempestuous amino             your lines are rigid soft
                            hot carving dreams    ins upple   diffusion
i digital
                       and sequence innumerable limits
   of bowel infinite s
                                 wift
l
                 y
                      ;
                                              receding light
   to inky exile
                                THE NIGHT

joe perez Nov 2014

meditation

Why do we leave the womb?
Why
Why do we go astray into depths unknown,Only to come back with a diffrent understanding
Of what you already knew
And isolate ourselves if all we seek is company
It is the knowledge the wind wispers just out of reach
So we misinterpret it all but ask yourself
If a theory is tought in an institution
Does it make it any truer?
Truth should be defined individually by what the heart feels
Not by the ideals of your peers
So the real question is
What do i find true?
Does one ever find the purpose in there existence
Or do wift like leaves in the wind
In a way we're all like waves
Taking of in a burst of fury
But as soon as we reach the shallows we fall
And crash against each other,
The only shure outcome is that we'll return from where we came
And all that remains is the calm.

#why #nature #waves #wind #mentality #theory

Alexis Desire Martinez Dec 2018

First break

A father is your very first love
From the moment you wrap
Your small nimble fingers around
Just one of his
To the first moment he holds you
To the moment he hits you
The moment he yells of the hate he holds for you
You're very first love
The first person to wish you werent born
The first person to kick you at your low
He is your very first love
The man before men
From the moment he drunkenly holds you down
The first wift of cold beer that drips off his moustache
As he roars curses directed at you
A young girls first love is her father
The moment he tells you to go
The moment he becomes a villain in your story
The moment he praises his son for abusing you
The time he broke your spirit
But a father is always your first love
And for me my first heart break.

Why do you hate, when I've done nothing.

Anonymous May 2018

Dickmatized

Watching you from the corner of my
Eyes
I took you back
After many lies
Was I stupid or was I desperate
I would scream and ask you not to
Leave...
You took the keys and rode off into the
Sunset like Romeo
**** a Juliet
I layed on the kitchen floor
Slowly watching
The door
Rehearsing the argument
And the lines Thinking about
How many times I tried
To be that women
Hold you down while
You slept around
I waited why you chased ******
I spent my whole life being a good women
Cook and clean was my only method
I even ****** you like it was my duty
I was losing my ******* mind
Thinking This love was healthy
I should’ve left
When I heard about Britney and Lexi
Trips to Tokyo
Shopping sprees to Tiffany’s
Brand new cars made me forget
That you wasn’t ****
Man I admit that **** had a ***** gone
It was the wift of the stick
When you drove
It made a *****
Bust like a extended
Clip...
I be **** if a ***** take my ****
I’ll put a 9 to her face in finish that *****
So let me say before you leave can I Just get a taste... And just like that he ****** the
Pain away

Great **** always comes with heart ache and headaches

— The End —