"wishin" poems
All these wild thoughts
beautifully inspired by you.
The way you looked at me when you walked away,
got me feelin some type of way.
The way you wear those jeans,
got me wishin you would put me on.
The way you smilin, if you're an angel,
then there is something wrong.
got my thoughts wildin, vibes getting strong,
The way you lookin, I know you feel the bond.
Got my attention, the way you move those hips
now you really turning it on.
Your body language speaking loud and clear
It wasn’t a mistake, destiny is got us here
now let me take you there.
The vibes will never disappear.
Thoughts wildin with your lips in my ear.
I want to take you now and, right here.
I'll take you anywhere.
Time is precious
so lets not waste it here.
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 11:01 PM UTC
Trapped in this madness,
This thing called love.
Addicted 2 the sadness
now my brains on drugs.
In the eyez of a savage,
tear stains turned blood
Now torn is my status,
**** the pain with the blunts &.....
Hennessy
Is the proper remedy
For dealing with misery
Killin it with the trees
Blowing it in the air
Wishin she still here
But life is not fair
She’s acting like she don’t care
I’m a man baby girl, we make mistakes
Sexing with other women but they can’t take ur place
Something brown between my fingers and a bottle in my other palm
Now she gone, and me I’m tryna move on
Wishing.... that she was still seeing me
Wondering..... what did she ever see in me?
Tell me love, please you owe me that
Now I’m sitting her with the **** and the cognac
So I got a blunt in my right hand
And I got this drink in my left hand
And I’m just
Drinking
Smoking
Drinking
Smoking
Tryna get you out my head
And it hurts me more when I see
That you’re happier without me
So I’m
Drinking
Smoking
Drinking
Smoking
Tryna get you out my head
Nov 3, 2018
Nov 3, 2018 at 6:26 PM UTC
I used to put these headphones on.
And at once, the whole world was gone
And the music did no wrong
Till I found myself doin’ it all day long.
But I still kept these headphones on
Because my headset drowned my strife,
Cut through it like a knife,
Till I was bound to the music for all my life.
I used to sit in earnest at my computer chair
ITunes and my iPod in hand as I prepare
Another playlist.
Indecisive between hip-hop and RnB
While I let humanity’s problems sit on a wait-list.
But I just left these headphones on.
Not a care or thought about global pollution
Amidst our world’s confusion
All signs pointing to a troubled conclusion,
But yet, me and my headphones ignore the solutions.
Why? Because music forever plays,
That even when solutions were raised,
I just sat there…
As the environment died everyday.
Because all I did was listen to these headphones.
As I laid awake in my bed,
Nothing running through my head,
Except music,
And I felt alive listening to the words that was said
When in reality Inside I was dead
But I still left these headphones in
So I can block out my parent’s groans when
I know that I have disappointed them
Maybe I’m just missing the point again.
And all the while my dads fist connecting with the door
As he has always done before, in the past
Choosing to ignore, with music full blast
I found myself more and more detached.
Not only my parents, but even the politicians are itchin’
To get me to listen,
Hopin and wishin that
This generation would eventually find its ambition.
I used to think that iTunes could do no wrong.
And that it was all I ever needed
Because all it was to me was a program full of songs
But I didn’t like where my life was headed.
And god it’s amazing, the word iTunes.
Such a fitting name
Because I tuned my friends out
And there is no one else to blame
As I tuned my parents out
Our relationship will never be the same
As I tuned the world out
Now look at who I became.
So now I’m taking these headphones off.
Because I don’t want to stay connected
Acting like I was totally unaffected
When in fact, the world around me I neglected
So I’ll change,
No longer will these headphones hold the reins
I am cutting off all of my chains
And I know a life ahead of me still remains
That without these headphones,
There is so much more to gain.
Nov 3, 2011
Nov 3, 2011 at 1:12 PM UTC
Woke up this mornin'
Barely knew where I was.
Woke up this mornin'
Still feelin' a buzz.
Woke up this mornin'
Mouth tasted like fuzz.
What day's it today?
Don't nobody know.
What day's it today?
Do I got some place ta go?
What day's it today?
Jumped up and stubbed my toe.
It's Monday mornin'!
I got an achin' head.
It's Monday mornin'!
I want ta stay in bed.
It's Monday mornin'!
I'm wishin' I was dead.
I got the Monday mornin' blues
Not the day I'd choose!
Got the Monday mornin' blues
Wishin' I had me some *****
In da game a life, I AWAYS, always lose!
The Monday mornin' blues
Got da blues!
Da Monday mornin' blues
Blues blues blues
The Monday mornin' bluuuuessss. . .
GOT DA BLUES!
Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 8:49 PM UTC
In an age where society allows one to meet another without the physical presence,
To be social through media has made this generation only attracted to physical appearance
It’s hard to pin point authenticity through photograph when men with hidden agendas try to see what ur physical presents
And to be honest a hook up is never turned down it only truly shows how empty it is
And I ain’t even goin front, I’ve fallen victim to this impurity as I type this into my phone rather than writing it on paper
As I look at ur profile and swipe right hoping for the best because I’m interested in your pictures but.....
I yearn for something deeper, something more
my counterpart, that spark that I’ve been searching for
I wanna play wit you, lay wit you, pray with you if you ain’t into wishin
Want to get lost with you, share laughter and learn about ur intuition
Aug 18, 2018
Aug 18, 2018 at 3:58 PM UTC
If you want to call me vegan,
I'll not fight with you,
although the statement's not quite true
It's not exactly wrong either
It's true I don't eat meat, or eggs, or anything with wings or legs,
but in way of a confession, you might find in my possession
a leather belt or shoes,
which for a vegan is bad news
I don't really mean to quibble, concerning what I nibble,
but I'm trying here to say in this convoluted way
that for a vegan it's all about the animals
I'm not in it for the animals, but rather for my health and for the planet
I surely won't deny it -- I eat a vegan diet,
and to some degree I care what fellow creatures have to bear,
and resulting from my wishin' for optimal nutrition
they benefit from my selfish choice to not consume them
But in the end you have to see that I eat this way for me
I don't deserve the noble label, but when I'm sitting at your table,
if you want to call me vegan,
then I'll not disagree.
Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 7:13 PM UTC
i'm sure
life was a peach
til he was born breach
but the inversion of his excursion
into the hands of the surgeon left him worse an'
the immersive submersion
in perversive subversion
was only urgin'
the incursion
of aspersions
for subversive diversion
as
an apparition with volition
wishin for position transition
fishin for recognition
of ambitious cognition
this in addition
to the malicious conditions
that stitched in repetitions
of neurochemical
composition
transmissions
entailing
the intensity of his propensity
to find immense suspense in the
density of a tense city hence did he
commence in the dispensary
of sound condensed sensory
sensory sensory sensory.
said the intensity of his propensity
to find immense suspense in the
density of a tense city hence did he
commence in the dispensary
of sound condensed sensory
sensory sensory.
Mar 31, 2012
Mar 31, 2012 at 7:33 PM UTC
Eat it up while you can, pig!
Your future's looking grim.
Head down in a pig trough,
spilling at the brim.
Farmer stands with his shotgun.
That look is in his eye.
You're squealin' now like a loose wheel,
wishin' you could fly.
Running 'round in the pigsty.
**** stains on your pig chin.
Fear keepin' your eyes wide.
Crawlin' out of your pig skin.
Eat it all while you can, pig!
And don't forget to chew!
The dinner bell's a-ringin'
and we've got plans for you!
Jan 18, 2021
Jan 18, 2021 at 1:08 PM UTC
Tu me manques terriblement (I miss you terribly)
Missing you, wishing I was there right now, Kissing you,
hold your hand in mine, and dance round and round,
then I'll hold you in my arms forever more,
Feelin blue, wishin I was standing right there next to you,
look into your eyes, I'm mesmerized,
never ever wanna let you go
How things got this way I will never know,
But when I close my eyes I can feel our love grow
Tell me dear, If I was to take you away from here,
make you every dream, so very clear,
I'll do anything anything, you ask me too
Every word, every word you've spoken I have heard,
I'll climb any mountain, you've got my word,
I just wanna be your lover man
How things got this way I will never know,
But when I close my eyes I can feel our love grow.
Gomer LePoet ...
Mar 11, 2010
Mar 11, 2010 at 5:11 PM UTC
Fair-weather front seat
Lookin' at the moonbeams
Solid, sympathizing
The sun on the horizon
Sippin' foreign coffee
Listening to redwood heartbeats
Smoking cigarettes in a black dress
At 430 am, nonetheless.
430 am ocean breeze
Quiet enough to hear a stop sign sneeze
Counting all the bird calls
Staring at the fog walls
Making entities out of mist and light
And thinking about where to crash tonight
Or where to drink-
How arousing is pink?
Pink, plush lips on a long skinny straw
It's amazing how I get anything done at all,
Always thinking about ***
Always thinking about ****
He asked for a smile,
I said, "Whatever you need."
Got some stories I don't care to tell
Got a family I don't know so well
So, which do you trust?
Your love or your lust?
Have no resistance at all
And get kicked around like a rag doll.
My eyes get withdrawals
When I ain't near the stars
My ears and nose start to bleed
When I ain't near the sea
Bi-ped amphibean
Transplant Caribbean
Sittin' here wrongin' wishin
I was belongin'
Jul 27, 2013
Jul 27, 2013 at 8:43 PM UTC
What you know about me?
**Who do you
think I am?**
Realize I'm on a mission-
everything's part
of the plan.
Even
how I breathe,
all these hurdles
I jump with
ease.
Attitude is on that freeze,
if you something
I don't need-
cut you off
with no "please"
Everybody gawkin'
at me.
So
watch how I do this,
like a 1, 2, 3
You countin' all ya wishes,
you a fake emcee.
Just cause you wishin'
don't mean you
make moves like me.
Cause I had the vision
**NOW THIS **** IS ALL I SEE**
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 1:24 PM UTC
Saudade bear whispers softly
To saudade moon
By which he used to gaze
By which he used to croon
Saudade bear has hearts 'stead of eyes
But each night he cries
To saudade moon
Saudade moon
She tries and tries
But all the saudade persons
Pile up and loose their eyes
Saudade person
Become saudade wishin' man
Then his eyes fall out
Right into his hand
He throws 'em in the wishing well
Under saudade moon
By which he used to gaze
By which he used to croon
Wishin' well is fishin' well
Where people come to eat
But eatin' days are over
And croonin' days all done
Saudade bear
Become just bear
Flat an' coarse, his small paw girth
Bring no more saudade birth
Mar 9, 2019
Mar 9, 2019 at 10:55 AM UTC
There's a man with no face
amongst an empire of apes
that spill blood like fine wine
made of concord grapes
I carry the worlds weight
with enemies pursuein
but the king of the jungle
won't stop til I'm ruined
Now you can call this my sedition with semantics
or satanics toward the nation
but let me advocate this adverse scope.
And holla at my brothers who's down
and salvage hope.
we neglect our abilities
to comence to be
masters of our destiny
we choose to stay tantalllized by the streets
get lock up stay wishin we was free.
Ballisitics takin' away all our family
these anomalies
got us lookin stupid
forgetting we're not aboriginies
of this land oh man
we can never bow to the man
Choosin to bang
instead of abstain
from this
belligerant babble
the system rattles your cage
with rage
we anhiliate
assimilate
the emotions it produces
abstract thinkin causeing back lash
abysmal thoughts of how to get that fast cash
when cats dash past
we take everything
even all their back stash
but we tend to abnegate
the zenith
to which we are
entitled
archaic ways are the axiom
so we need to absorb this alchemy
and abandom them
alliviate
this absentmindedness
and abtruse forces as our accomplices
There's a man with no face
amongst an empire of apes
that spill blood like fine wine
made of concord grapes
I carry the worlds weight
with enemies pursuein
but the king of the jungle
won't stop til I'm ruined
Jun 9, 2012
Jun 9, 2012 at 3:54 PM UTC
I pledge allegiance,
to the flag,
of a united state
that consists of stock market ******
politics,
**** and hate.
One nation,
without a vision,
under a god,
who dominates all religion.
A "majestic" nation,
who defends itself with nuclear fission.
If you are looking for liberty,
you better keep wishin'.
"Indivisible"
but devised into fifty states of gray.
Freedom of speech itself,
can deprive you of what you need to say.
**** your liberty, just because you can ******* my integrity ,
doesn't mean you can get the best of me.
Just because I dress like this,
doesn't mean I'm a communist.
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 12:38 AM UTC
By: Cedric McClester
It’s a divide
A social division
And we’re gonna have to
Make a decision
What do we value more
People or profits
Greed is like ******
It’s hard to get off it
It’s a divide
A social division
And the greed mongers
Are on a mission
They could care less
About you or I
If they had their way
We’d fall off or die
It’s a divide
A social division
Will morality win
Over ambition
Or could that be
Mere hoping and wishin’
That things were different
You better listen - coz
It’s a divide
A social division
And the greed mongers
Are on a mission
They could care less
About you or I
If they had their way
We’d fall off or die
You see it’s a battle
For our heart and soul
So when will our values
Begin to take hold
Or am I mistaken
And all that is old
Because our warm hearts
Are suddenly cold
It’s a divide
A social division
And the greed mongers
Are on a mission
They could care less
About you or I
If they had their way
We’d fall off or die
It’s a divide
A social division
And we’re gonna have to
Make a decision
What do we value more
People or profits
Greed is like ******
It’s hard to get off it
(c) Copyright 2015, Cedric McClester. All rights reserved.
Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 11:53 PM UTC
Never mind the headache, ma'am, I got no time for your wishin that you had another couple hours sweaty spoonin with me
These days I got high time
racing like underline
all the while the future words seem
as if they're repeating
much slower or bleeding
white into the rest of the page
I gotta go ta work
Never mind the simple kiss, the stranger smile, the holy art.
Never mind the needful hand, I hear all the words that you're speaking and I've spent years making them not cut into me.
May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 10:55 PM UTC
Traveling, just rambling along on this lonely old road
All my life, on this journey of mine; I've been carryin' a heavy load
Still contemplating on my last trip, my mind's already full
People can say, this life got my ***** to the wall
Can't stop livin' this life, already miss my *****
My baby waiting at home, can't sleep on the wheel, or I'll end up in the ditch
Hittin' seventy five, hopped on speed
Singin' along with the radio, wishin' I had some more creed
To look forward to a better life,but nothing can beat this
Me and my rig, can you dig this
Highway is a playground, this truck is my toy
Back home, there who waits for me is my little boy
Trucker hats, cop sunglasses, even a mullet can make it a full redneck gear
Can't recall the last time I took some time off, must have been like 10 years
Screaming past rural towns, honking at hot chicks in fast cars
Every night, I'm a stranger at a run down bar
Just lookin' at the pictures in my wallet
To give up all this, hell no, I rather eat a bullet
My baby, my dog, and my little boy's waitin' for me
Freedom is my highway, this rig is my guiding light for me
HELL YEA!!
Sep 1, 2010
Sep 1, 2010 at 8:58 PM UTC
Baby why you hit me up
At three am?
Greet me with a lazy sup
And break my heart
Oh
Darling did you think this through
Darling didn't you know I'd miss you
And for all this time
I thought we'd still be in love
All this time
I thought we'd never be done
But life carries on
And now I can do things
I couldn't do before
I can pick my nose
And slam the door
You may not be here
But I still can breathe
You may not be near
But I am still me
So I'm dancin' on my own!
(Foxtrot, jive, samba)
And I know more than I've ever known
(Charleston, swing, salsa)
See me dancin' on my own
(Foxtrot, jive, samba)
My heartbreak has made me grown
(Charleston, swing, salsa)
And baby!
I'm puttin' you in a corner
And baby!
I ain't gonna be a mourner
When sunrise come knockin' on my door
Baby, you won't be on my mind anymore
Got my mind on an electric buzz
Got me drunk on a dizzyin' high
I'm spinning dusk to dawn
And I'll forget we'd ever said hi
So I'm dancin' on my own!
(Foxtrot, jive, samba)
And I know more than I've ever known
(Charleston, swing, salsa)
See me dancin' on my own
(Foxtrot, jive, samba)
My heartbreak has made me grown
(Charleston, swing, salsa)
And baby!
I'm puttin' you in a corner
And baby!
I ain't gonna be a mourner
When sunrise come knockin' on my door
Baby, you won't be on my mind anymore
Oh, anymore
Baby you took my heart
Ripped it apart
And I'm just pickin' up the parts
Part of me wishin' that we'll be together
Another part knowing that we shall never speak again
But now you can do things
That you want to do
Hit up that girl
You'd always talk to
Hope she eat you well
Like I use to
Hope she is just as good
As I was to you
Still, I'm dancin' on my own!
(Foxtrot, jive, samba)
And I know more than I've ever known
(Charleston, swing, salsa)
See me dancin' on my own
(Foxtrot, jive, samba)
My heartbreak has made me grown
(Charleston, swing, salsa)
And baby!
I'm puttin' you in a corner
And baby!
I ain't gonna be a mourner
When sunrise come knockin' on my door
Baby, you won't be on my mind anymore
Jul 7, 2017
Jul 7, 2017 at 12:42 AM UTC
I stare in the mirror and what stares back?
An apoplectic apparition wishin' he could concentrate,
But wishin's only fishin' with a shoe string and a roll of tape.
Paranoia resonates, the social pressures shower down,
Gleaming rays of expectation force a smile upon my frown.
The neverending battle wages on between myself and I,
Then there's me and him and her and them and us~
*So what's the fuss? You paid a hefty fee to ride with us
Upon the crazy bus.
Buy the ticket, take the ride.
What's the matter, too much pride?
Untie your demons, let us fly.*
****
The knot has come undone.
Next time I'll have to use the gun.
But without us you'll be no fun!
That might be true...
Here's what I'll do.
I'll take these drugs to silence you
When I'm within the public view.
Then at night I'll let you out,
This rhyme scheme is getting kind of boring.
Yeah....
Aug 25, 2012
Aug 25, 2012 at 5:16 AM UTC
Shakespeare made a pair
Of two fine young ladies
They were dressed in white
Lily
Dresses
Both avoiding to call their
Mother Mrs.
Twas a funny kid that shakespeare
He moved in a mute way
Never daring to speak
Never saying
But these two ladies remembered that man
With the long fingernails
And the blurry bleak stringy hair
He spoke to them about Jesibels
And spaces mixed with "my"
Ministries with Queen series
Marooned men with their dogs
They sat and listened and were wishin'
That He'd just take them to bed
But all the while Shakespeare was talking
He was also listening
A brain like that just doesn't know what to do
How to act
Where to break the rules and take a quick smack
But these fine ladies, these fine women that should've been
Movin'
Just kept sippin' on their red Pinot Keruoac's
And memory relapses
******* on the tuna marmalade madness in front of'em
That left them both with a deep kinda' sadness sayin "umm"
They finished their meal, those quick two twins
Went to the girly room to wash up, take a face bath
When they came back to the table everything was in disarray
Shakespeare had left with everything
But being a gentlemen
He left on the table
The dinners' pay
May 6, 2011
May 6, 2011 at 10:31 PM UTC
Now, I don't know if I can say this fast enough cause this boiling hot anger is what makes it tough. Cause you know I hate your ******* guts and you shouldnt be surprised that if you ever crossed my mind again all I'd be wishin' is that you'd die.
Ya just a no good piece of **** cause I was still givin' you head while I was gettin' hit. I shoulda pulled a blade while you were gettin' it, shoulda been like fffft and cut off that little ***** Now I'm not sayin' you've got a tiny **** ya just like ya mama A PSYCHOTIC LITTLE ***** I know I'm ******* right, y'all are the same ******* height and I ain't stayin' with someone whose 5'4 for life.
Somethin' that makes me real sick is the fact that I fed your *** while I put gas in that ****** civic. If I'da saved that cash I'd be ballin' & lit.
If's, And's & But's -I don't **** with that ****
I can't believe I kissed lips that only had
purpose to spit. Cause all I heard outta them was "Oh, Baby!" & BitchBitchBitch.
So lemme cut to the chase- I think you mighta liked it when she spat your own *** in your face.
Now no ones gonna hate,
but I gotta give a *** props
That was a 10 pt head shot!
So listen once, listen now
I'm not bout what you about
Baby you never shoulda had a doubt
Or should I say little *****
**** it,
I'm out.
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 11:15 PM UTC
Let the beat meditate your noggin' joggin'/
ya memory til ya get Tired never gone Retire/
from this Game like **** **** James/
from Goodtimes i remember the Good Times/
when the world was Alive now everythings Concealed/
reality is nothin' but Joke children gettin' bad Yoke/
from generation to generation gets worse to worse/
weak pulse im seeing visions of the Hearse/
mind gone i need of a Resurrection but my Heat is my Only Protection/
cuz ****** be trippin' sherm dippin' tippin'/
in my Hood swangin' on 4 w/ vogues cool i Suppose?/
but don't know that blow ya Slang hurtin' the Nose/
of victims Cocaina is the Product from the Devil Intellectual levels are Doomed/
dumbin' us down with Indoctrination seems like our Destination is bein' in Incarceration/
but im gone continue to fight with my fullest might-
Endeavor too Clever ridin' through Stormy Weather can't Sever/
me from this **** i Spit/
too too real o so fine Lookin' for a fine Dime i can wife Mine/
but too many Single Mother lookin' too much Off a Brother because of another Brother/
who told them that he loved them just wanted To **** them/
and Impregnate them/
baby girl stuck at Home all Alone/
strugglin' to feed her baby but the Father ain't in the Presence/
so she Becomes hesitant/
sell her *** for Cash cuz Bills bout to take Clash/
hittin' Roof Top i Pause & Stop/
take a Quick Glance/
shakin' my head in Disgrace still wishin' for Amazing grace/
but it's Hard to knock the Grin off a Demons Face/Paper Chase is our Am Ambition/caged animal Subliminal Messages so ya Can't Comprehend/
no Boyz to Men but im steadily In Philly? rollin' a Phillie/
Blunt Hunt ***** pullin' Stunts/with two hands tied behind my Back Hocus Pocus/
Nigguh back to Reality im just Playin' G this is the Philosophy/
of Yosef don't Lose Focus/
pay attention cuz they waitin' for us to Fall & Gall/
and keep us confined in a Circle that me and you Can't See but im goin' to Remain Vigilant ya See...
Feb 24, 2017
Feb 24, 2017 at 2:53 AM UTC
I'm Lost In Your heart...
You and me... what a start-
I'm already wishin' we didn't have to part-
Cause I'm Lost In Your heart!
I'm Lost In Your kiss...
I was hopin' you'd make me feel like this-
Oh yeah, Baby, you didn't miss-
Cause I'm Lost In Your kiss!
I'm Lost In Your stare...
One look, one glare-
And my heart starts to flare-
Cause I'm Lost In Your stare!
I'm Lost In Your charms...
I drove by houses and farms-
Just to be held in your arms-
Cause I'm Lost In Your charms!
I'm Lost In Your **********
I'm yours for the taking-
I'm wishin' I was by your side as we were waking-
Cause I'm Lost In Your **********
I'm Lost In Your dream...
Walkin' in the night, hand in hand, with light from the moon beam-
Could we make us happen and be a team-
Cause I'm Lost In Your dream!
2008
COPYRIGHT; Sabrina Denise Healey,
~Angelmom~
Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 10:27 PM UTC
There would be a riot
Breakin' of my heart,
I'd try to fight it
I could go out every night,
but I'd be lying
if I said I couldn't
live & breath
without you
There'd be a lot of lonely
Wishin' & prayin'
that you would hold me
I would do most anything, baby,
if only you'd come back to me
Come back to me,
there would be a riot
May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 9:35 AM UTC