"xoxoxo" poems
You should have been the soul that Edgar Allen Poe loved,
So that he wouldn't have died miserable and alone,
You are the Morticia to my Gomez; deadly in love,
We would make a quirky Addams family, bar none,
I love the nerds in us and the banter of annoyance,
I love the moments of radiant love and our nature of being different,
'Cause we did meet exceptionally over persistence,
And we accept each other regardless of difference,
I wish that our love will remain eternal,
Narrated by Obi-Wan,
With a theme song by John Williams,
Directed by Lucas, nah, we don't need direction,
I do know, we need a Queen, and that's you my puddin'!
Leia to my Solo,
A Queen-B-lovin'-Quinn to my Joker,
A die-hard Drake lover with a heart for the Dark Side,
This Vader loves his Amidala, xoxoxo,
We would revel on any side but the holy!
May this love never fade, and be full of surprises,
But not the kind where there is nasi lemak with no ikan bilis!
But you make the best **** nasi lemak, sigh,
I'm forever grateful for my Babloo
I'm forever grateful that you're by my side,
My Annabel Lee, I'm grateful Poe never met you,
'Cause you're all mine!
Feb 13, 2017
Feb 13, 2017 at 9:35 PM UTC
your freshly kissed skin
smells of raindrops and thunder.
when you lie close to me at night,
i imagine we're in a storm
and the only thing left is
you and me.
when we are awaiting
the final drops
to wrench themselves loose
from the ever-greedy sky,
we lie together under the sheets.
skin to skin.
heart to heart.
soul against soul.
i love the feel of
your freshly kissed skin,
and i love the way you smell my hair.
i love the way your body
encases mine,
so close.
where does your skin begin?
where does mine end?
it makes it feel
perpetual.
the smell after the storm
that binds us closer
reminds me of you,
even when we are apart,
i think of you and me that day.
i love you.
xoxoxo
Apr 7, 2013
Apr 7, 2013 at 12:09 PM UTC
I quite like the virginity of a fresh notebook
the way my wrists and palms drag across its leaves
breathing life between lines in pink magic marker or the severity of red ballpoint
I like the prickly practical meticulousness of a shopping list:
a dozen eggs
one pineapple
one bag of fresh spinach
one bag of English muffins
one bottle of dish soap
I like the tender impressions of curlie cues and firty cursive
communicating endearments placed on counters such as:
TAKE OUT THE RECYCLING YOU LAZY OAF ******* <3 XOXOXO <3
I enjoy the audacity of a wandering doodle
meandering
cartwheeling
hopskotching
between
and under and over
indices
and spaces
between shopping lists and death threats
i enjoy the lingering ghost of prose shaped caverns
carved onto seemingly empty sheets that carry on for pages
until they fade like whispers into an evanescence
I crave the obnoxiousness absurdity of a to do list
daring me to take a day off from procrastination
until tomorrow
call Gramma
rent due on the first of the muuuuuuuunth
take the GRE
update resume
be awesome. like a boss.
most of all
I love the pain and joy of a poem
the way it slowly leaks from heart to mind to hand to paper
staining
spaces
urgently
faster than muses whispers
barely escaping onto lines
prolific terrific poetry
sporadic spacious atrocious poetry
I croon over the denial of the last page of a beat up notebook
the way the paper hangs onto spirals haggard
littered with stringy remnants of lists and reminders and death threats and poems and goodbyes
Dec 5, 2012
Dec 5, 2012 at 12:43 PM UTC
FANCY
Matloob Bokhari
I listened the sound of refreshing rain
And heard the dearest song of nightingale.
I saw Baby walking in the gentle rain
Fleecy clouds laying arms round her neck
Silver drops in pure delight kissing her lips
Sweet-smelling breeze blowing through her hair
Rainbow by raindrops studded on her rosy cheeks
I woke up when she called my name.
My soul knelt down to thank my Lord.
Who blessed me fancy – the greatest artist
O When the door of my soul is opened,
Ideas descend as drops of rain from sky
Sitting alone by fire in my study , I hear
Whistling wind and symphony of raindrops
I smell wet soil , perfume of meadow flowers
See Baby appearing as a column of light
And the sky with rainbow in her hand.
COMMENTS OF POETS
Laura Bailey Thank you Matloob Bukhari for the very beautiful poem
Rukiah Annuar awesome poem ... bleeding ink magnificently on the page . Such a wondrous gift ... for love of poetry, love~faith~gratitude~ Black heart (cards) ... my heart sings reading your poetry and touches my soul to the silent symphony of your poetic heart Black heart (cards)
Ch Navakanta Mishra Matloob Bukhari- Beautiful words
Leo Riccio My baby is like this... thanks, blessings.
Poet Love wow I love the way you wrote. Beautiful, well-done xoxo
Kevin M. Hibshman All love!!!!
Mike Eric Soffer very lovely
Gaudreault C Marie hhhhhhhhhhh.. I am speechless with the lines .. and also with the image.. I love them both so much !! .. I am fascinated by your works.. and cannot thank you enough for the pleasure it brings.. .. :D .. never stop this .. :D xoxoxo .. and I am grateful !! .. so very grateful.. THANK YOU .. LOVE ALWAYS, :D Black heart (cards) xoxoxo . Black heart (cards) you are a treausre !! xoxoxo Cmarie ..
Margaret Gudkov ohhh wow.. Fancy is such beautiful write.. my soul danced with your words
Carmel Mawle So beautiful. I especially love the fleecy clouds laying arms around her neck.
Jann Gail Jones your words were so precious . They brought such beautiful images to mind and softness and beauty to my heart that tears welled in my eyes. I was reading and dancing. Such magical words Thank you for having such a beautiful heart to be able to write such beautiful things. I thank God for sending blessed people like you. You poems give me faith in humanity. Blessings to you!
Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 12:01 PM UTC
i say a lot of things
that i regret.
telling another being
to **** themselves
is indeed one of those things.
we say things in haste,
and don't always
mean the things we say.
if you talk a certain way to me,
a certain way to my loved ones,
well you deserve me
being a *****
i may be naturally that way,
but it doesn't mean everyone deserves it.
i know a million who don't.
she's one.
you're not.
so fall down a well.
xoxoxo
sincerely,
****** and adrenaline-filled.
Feb 11, 2013
Feb 11, 2013 at 9:50 PM UTC
Just wanted to wish my HP family a Very Merry Christmas xoxoxo love you all and hope the holidays treat you well!!!
Dec 25, 2012
Dec 25, 2012 at 12:09 AM UTC
I somehow forget how to write with a simple pen or pencil to express my feelings delight
I sometimes realize I'm not really a poetic rhythm to ring the ears of the people while being under hypno-tizum.
I see how people use their imaginations and creativity to create the fondest stories in history.
I can relate to the angry/hapiness/sadness that i read that sometimes makes my wrists bleed purposely.
Either way poem/poems are one of a kind that people cannot duplicate unless we have similar minds.
sealed with a kiss
Xoxoxo
Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
life is slow
life can be fast
death is slow
and death can be fast
but i'm still in between
stuck in this limbo
of emotions and memories.
i'm stuck this way,
and it was all you.
you did it and
you don't take the blame.
you did it and
i want it back.
i used to smile and laugh
and play and pretend.
i used to be filled with joy
and have no scars.
you made me this way
and i hate it.
i love you.
xoxoxo
May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 10:09 PM UTC
'Good morning, love'
you whisper,
your breath husky
from slumber.
you roll over, half sleeping
expecting your hand
to make contact
against my warm flesh.
i would give anything
to be in your arms every night,
to wake up next to you
every morning.
If I could have,
anybody in the world,
it would still be you.
xoxoxo
Feb 11, 2013
Feb 11, 2013 at 5:57 PM UTC
its been a while since
i decided to let words flow
on a blank screen
its been a while
but i needed a bit
of self-given sanity
i feel too soft
and too sensitive
i feel too loud
and too offensive
i feel as if i cant
operate in a manner
thats acceptable anymore
i write to bleed
the thoughts that plague me
i bleed when i cant
write the words that made me
and its nice to finally be able
to let go and
feel calm
so i dropped in to say
im still alive
xoxoxo
Aug 7, 2013
Aug 7, 2013 at 10:32 PM UTC
I WANNA SAY SORRY AHEAD OF TIME FOR THIS POORLY WRITTEN POEM. Lol
Hey steph wats up
I was gonna jot something down that would make u tear.
But i dicided to spare you, but let me make one thing clear.
since ur moving away and trust me that sux.
im gonna make u feel sad cuz I GIVES NO *** (lol)
Big deal ur moving its not like i care.
But some things ill miss are ur eyes and that STARE.
Ur smile is ok, i guess thats cool too.
And THAT *** OH! THAT *** girl wat that *** do?. ****
GOOGZ!
YOUR FACE, I LIKE THAT ****
Your as cool as they come steph, what else do i say
I wish for you all the best, EVERYDAY!!!!!
Keep urself focused on what u wanna do
I know ull help alot of people problems even the KOOKOOS!
"I admire the strength u have and the courage u have shown"
"In facing all your hardships and troubles that youve known"
I stole that one.
Love ya googz its not goodbye cuz goodbye insinuates "forgetting"
Its SEE YOU LATER. XOXOXO MUAH
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 4:22 PM UTC
At one point you said you weren't ready
Now we're having this blessing
Things will get rough
Buttons will be pushed
But I want you to know
No matter how much we undergo
I'll stay by your side
As long as I got your back
I know you'll have mine.
This is a huge step in our relationship
But we gave each other so we'll make it
You're going to be great
Even the nights you have to stay up late
Warming the bottles, changing the diapers
You never were like the others
Your mightiness and royalty glows
You'll fall in love once you see his little toes
He's very fragile
So don't get crazy
My love we're having a baby
Xoxoxo
~sin
Feb 8, 2017
Feb 8, 2017 at 9:46 PM UTC
i love you as absolute
as the sky is blue
who cares if there is absolut
running through my veins
i love you like a green grass field
and I love you like i don't know why;
its a good thing I'm not sober
or else these words would not spill so easily.
i love you like words are spoken
and music is listened;
i love you like a poem is written
and the picture is painted.
I love you with every breath
and I love you with every sigh;
you may upset me at times,
but i love you despite the sadness.
i love you when im angry;
i love you when im mad;
i love you when im happy;
and i love you when you cried.
you're a lovely creature and
you make me happy.
i love you when i don't;
because you're all i have left
to love and to hold
you're the only thing that matters.
you're my baby and my life.
xoxoxo.
i love you.
Jan 1, 2014
Jan 1, 2014 at 2:01 AM UTC
i cant let you go
there is a vice grip
on my lungs
I’m having enormous
difficulty in breathing
My heart
is at the most broken
its ever been
and that has
slowly turned me emotionless
these past few days
but then I remember.
How could I forget?
I feel like a piece of me
is missing
and my orbit is off
because
you were my sun and my stars
i thought I was your moon.
my entire chest feels
as if a tapdancer
spent the night practicing
perched on my lungs like a bird
And I feel like crying
so I reach for something
that you had got me to quit,
yes I relapsed.
I’m sorry
but I don’t have
to explain to you
nor do I expect you care.
You’ll never read this anyway.
xoxoxo
i still ******* love you.
why won't you come back?
Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 3:09 AM UTC
hello dear friend
you've resurfaced
from the depths of the inky
abyss.
you've brought me
a gift?
how kind.
a precious one wrapped in
g o l d papers.
i tear it open
and familiar eyes
yield to my voice.
i speak,
"oh, i've missed you my dear.
i thought you'd gone away."
the mouth opens and
darkness swirls
bringing me to my knees.
i choke back the sobs as
i take a second look.
the black shifts
and i find within it
a new present.
we fly forward swiftly
and i come to
forgive the darkness.
the harsh words on its tongue
forgotten as we mix
together
like we used to.
thank you, old friend.
you've saved me for another day.
xoxoxo.
i love you.
Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 12:33 AM UTC
the sound filters down,
and i fill with elation,
laughing.
i can hear you
even from so far away,
you always were loud.
big sister,
i know you always guarded me,
and you always loved me.
you were my knight in shining armor
when no one else would come.
you will forever be my
north star,
my shade spot on a sunny day.
big sister, you make me smile
even when no one else can.
though you have your faults,
we all do,
you're still my blood, my family.
here's something to help you smile.
xoxoxo
May 30, 2013
May 30, 2013 at 5:26 PM UTC
I first met you and said I would never change
Then I got different emotions making me feel strange
I now know I would never hurt you
I realise I love you I do
I've seen your situation in a different light
and have found out I can bear your sight
I mean I love the way you look
but it's my heart which you took
I never objected the motion
as you have given me a love potion
I am deeply truly and totally in love with you.
Xoxoxo
Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 12:34 PM UTC
he can't help but smile
as he grabs my hand
leading me out of the car
he can't help but flush
after our first kiss
in a crowded book store
he can't help but sigh
after our first heated moment
in the backseat of his car
he can't help but shake
the first time i lied
and we talked it through
he can't help but cry as
i told him why
and he help me so tight i turned blue
he can't help but rub his eyes
as he uttered his first lie
"i will always love you"
he can't help but frown
during our first official fight
when we thought the worst
he can't help but draw
much farther away
into his own mind
i can't help but reach out
trying to catch him
through the cracks in my fingers
i can't help but mourn
what could have been
and all of the time i put forth
i can't help but feel
like i want to die
but i guess i'm just stuck this way
for a while.
xoxoxo
i still love you
Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC
A time
A time where the grass was green
which I have never seen
No crime,
'No crime' says the man who they accuse
of hurting someone he did not abuse
Rise
Rise up and be strong
be like a tree
a tree that is free
Dont let them see
you disagree
for that will give them glee
Like slime
Like slime where your tears
gooey and full of fears
Dont cry
Dont cry for theres always hope
im sure you can cope
The mistake
the mistake that they make
is not putting the brakes
for the so called 'friends' you have are just snakes
be calm
be calm like the wind
you are not pinned
to this problem you are in
Thanks! xoxoxo
May 1, 2016
May 1, 2016 at 4:34 PM UTC
im
zebra
no ****
...
let's
talk
about
me
..
just
given
the
people
what
they
want
truuuu
if
you
wana
date
hit
me
up
my
#
is
xox-oxo-xoxoxox
or
1-800-xox-xoxoxo
or
1-800- hit-me-up
Aug 27, 2021
Aug 27, 2021 at 12:27 PM UTC