"wount" poems - Hello Poetry

whats your name my dear the sickly scented voice asks my right ear i dont know stop asking you have a name sprinkled as snow so please my dear tell us so P L E A S E stop asking and who am i to stop asking this question that unnerves you yet? its keslee is that the truth? or a word you regret? im mckay and the last of your names that your father has stored that comes last and it never lasts yes but whats the name you use to move forward? I DONT KNOW STOP ASKING!! names oh sweet givent to the kin, yet all are disgraced in years of sin stop asking im trying to listan mendoza seems fitting for you my dear, wount you please say it im dying to hear? no thats over now then quintana, less vile it slides off the tounge a lovely mistress to whom you would run. its at its end are you afraid? hungered or shallow? what is the reason to live in such mallow? stop it stay up every night till the dusk turns to day screaming in lemons only to be not okay stop it burst your head against the wall till all the words stain the halls stop it whats your name? stop it WHATS YOUR NAME? I WONT AWNSER whats your name? please whats your name just stop.

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Oct 10, 2020

Oct 10, 2020 at 2:11 PM UTC

VelvetMassacre

Whats your name?

whats your name my dear the sickly scented voice asks my right ear i dont know stop asking you have a name sprinkled as snow so please my dear tell us so P L E A S E stop asking and who am i to stop asking this question that unnerves you yet? its keslee is that the truth? or a word you regret? im mckay and the last of your names that your father has stored that comes last and it never lasts yes but whats the name you use to move forward? I DONT KNOW STOP ASKING!! names oh sweet givent to the kin, yet all are disgraced in years of sin stop asking im trying to listan mendoza seems fitting for you my dear, wount you please say it im dying to hear? no thats over now then quintana, less vile it slides off the tounge a lovely mistress to whom you would run. its at its end are you afraid? hungered or shallow? what is the reason to live in such mallow? stop it stay up every night till the dusk turns to day screaming in lemons only to be not okay stop it burst your head against the wall till all the words stain the halls stop it whats your name? stop it WHATS YOUR NAME? I WONT AWNSER whats your name? please whats your name just stop.

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Zombies they approach to bad we can't be friends This was my last thought As I load my gun This will be a blood bath And I may never survive I am the last, destined to die by hand I used to curest I see her in the mob Slowly approaching Why rush I was doomed I know it and so did they I faught for 7 years And this is my end I am the last to see thair loved ones I wounder how they will live with out me I guess the same if I was the one that was victorious **** this I yell" as the zombies began to in case me I was never the one who seeked the crowed All wayse the loner Dreaming for this day Not hoping just knowing it will come to pass My end will be beautiful I cocked my gun Knowing I wount need it but just liked the ilosen of my finally Being of a gun fight, We planed this Me and the once people who surround me All hopping it will never come But non believed it was unnesary They was in place The shells all in place I slipped the wire under my feat And even though I could not see the liquid I know It hit its home Zombies cried in rage Canines thrusted into the air Trying to cut the air And I laughted ****** was my favorite was my favorite wepen I glanced above my head to see the net Filed with liquid hell It amused me that all the years I threaten to rain Hell on my enimeyes I get to do it I hit the swich in my poket I herd the flames hit the net It will take 2 minutes for the flames To meet the c4 But the zombies had a different plan They rushed me And all I did was take two steps backwards And the mine wint of without a hitch I lust a leg but that was enught distraction C4 inighted and turned the night alive I had made my last day of life Hell And I smile The end is now I closed my eyes And waited For my firy demise To welcome me

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Mar 30, 2012

Mar 30, 2012 at 6:22 PM UTC

rangzona

The end.... ( not finished and unededed)

Zombies they approach to bad we can't be friends This was my last thought As I load my gun This will be a blood bath And I may never survive I am the last, destined to die by hand I used to curest I see her in the mob Slowly approaching Why rush I was doomed I know it and so did they I faught for 7 years And this is my end I am the last to see thair loved ones I wounder how they will live with out me I guess the same if I was the one that was victorious **** this I yell" as the zombies began to in case me I was never the one who seeked the crowed All wayse the loner Dreaming for this day Not hoping just knowing it will come to pass My end will be beautiful I cocked my gun Knowing I wount need it but just liked the ilosen of my finally Being of a gun fight, We planed this Me and the once people who surround me All hopping it will never come But non believed it was unnesary They was in place The shells all in place I slipped the wire under my feat And even though I could not see the liquid I know It hit its home Zombies cried in rage Canines thrusted into the air Trying to cut the air And I laughted ****** was my favorite was my favorite wepen I glanced above my head to see the net Filed with liquid hell It amused me that all the years I threaten to rain Hell on my enimeyes I get to do it I hit the swich in my poket I herd the flames hit the net It will take 2 minutes for the flames To meet the c4 But the zombies had a different plan They rushed me And all I did was take two steps backwards And the mine wint of without a hitch I lust a leg but that was enught distraction C4 inighted and turned the night alive I had made my last day of life Hell And I smile The end is now I closed my eyes And waited For my firy demise To welcome me

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Its you when i wake up in the morning its you when em working during the day its you in my dreams every evening its you every day, every hour, every minute, every second i know that time wount be enough i hope this poem will say enough its all about you.

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Feb 2, 2013

Feb 2, 2013 at 1:44 PM UTC

john-mwania

You..

Its you when i wake up in the morning its you when em working during the day its you in my dreams every evening its you every day, every hour, every minute, every second i know that time wount be enough i hope this poem will say enough its all about you.

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