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"youuu" poems
coffee. we meet at starbucks and i can almost pretend nothing changed until i feel the distance in your voice. i am calm and quiet. i did not expect this yet here i am sitting in front of you as you explain how you feel (a rarity). and you and i are alike in more ways than i realized before. cantalope. flying through the young night air i feel alive and free and happy again. i meet theresa j hanson. dancer, 19, long thin hair and long thin body. she says she's heard a lot about me and i am surprised and i like her very much (or my first impression anyways) even though you told me that one time that you had *** with her and other girls would probably instinctively hate her. but i can't. she's just so nice and anyways that *** had nothing to do with me. she gives us cantalope and me ice water. cigar smoke. we go out on the little apartament porch and you smoke the cheap cigar, the kind your grandfather smokes. get a red solo cup for the ashes and i found an old ***** butter knife out here. and we sit. and unexpectedly you say can we start over. and im shocked(you've suprisde me so much tonight) but so grateful and of course we can. you blow smoke rings and when you say whooo are youuu i cannot help but think of alice in wonderland and you are the smoking catepillar who asks life's hard questions and am i alice or the queen or the mad hatter or lewis carroll coming back. we reinact a a scene as if we just met and i kiss you as if it's the first time and that is how you will remember me and my lips are cold and your mouth is full of smoke and the kiss is fire and ice it's a wonder we did not steam. something so you'll remember me{i will never forget} and i guess we'll figure out on the way.
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May 27, 2014
May 27, 2014 at 10:16 PM UTC
reconciliation on a tuesday night
coffee. we meet at starbucks and i can almost pretend nothing changed until i feel the distance in your voice. i am calm and quiet. i did not expect this yet here i am sitting in front of you as you explain how you feel (a rarity). and you and i are alike in more ways than i realized before. cantalope. flying through the young night air i feel alive and free and happy again. i meet theresa j hanson. dancer, 19, long thin hair and long thin body. she says she's heard a lot about me and i am surprised and i like her very much (or my first impression anyways) even though you told me that one time that you had *** with her and other girls would probably instinctively hate her. but i can't. she's just so nice and anyways that *** had nothing to do with me. she gives us cantalope and me ice water. cigar smoke. we go out on the little apartament porch and you smoke the cheap cigar, the kind your grandfather smokes. get a red solo cup for the ashes and i found an old ***** butter knife out here. and we sit. and unexpectedly you say can we start over. and im shocked(you've suprisde me so much tonight) but so grateful and of course we can. you blow smoke rings and when you say whooo are youuu i cannot help but think of alice in wonderland and you are the smoking catepillar who asks life's hard questions and am i alice or the queen or the mad hatter or lewis carroll coming back. we reinact a a scene as if we just met and i kiss you as if it's the first time and that is how you will remember me and my lips are cold and your mouth is full of smoke and the kiss is fire and ice it's a wonder we did not steam. something so you'll remember me{i will never forget} and i guess we'll figure out on the way.
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The tears have drained the scratches remain in my brain What to ask when they promised you dreams and then made all of them break Like life on fast-forward, an unfinished race like the words at 12 you can't speak like the late night conversations you forget I can't fight these monsters in my head screaming we are still aliveee The scars still remain you thought everything'd healed What is reality,what a mere hallucination when they are all mixed together Like memories rushing in, an earthquake like the dark shadows of trees like a deafening silence you can't escape I can't see through this fog through dreams nightmares are coming to get youuu
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Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 4:30 PM UTC
Monsters
I want to learn to fly, to grab a star, for you and I I want to float, up to the sky, to grab a star, for you and I I want to swim, through the clouds to grab a star, for you and I I want to dance my way up high, to grab a star for you and I I want to flutter like a butterfly, to the sky, to grab a star for you and I I never want to say goodbye, so I grab a sttaar for you and I You are my one and only. You are my peanut butter to my jelly. I-i-i-i want to fly, very high up in the skyyyyy. To grab a star for you and IIIIIIII Your my one and only. You are my teeth to my mouth I love you so much so let me go to grab a star, for you and I I want to fly, very very very high uppppp in the skkkyyy to grab a ssttarrrr foooorrr youuu and IIIIIIIIIIIIII I want to float, up to the sky, to grab a star, for you and I I want to swim, through the clouds to grab a star, for you and I I want to dance my way up high, to grab a star for you and I I want to flutter like a butterfly, to the sky, to grab a star for you and I I never want to say goodbye, so I grab a sttaar for you and I I want to fly up high in the sky, to grab a very big star for you and I
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Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 2:35 PM UTC
A Star for you and I
its you girl always in my mind even in my dreams from the day that i wake till the moment that i sleep never leaving me and i've never pushed myself to ever seek anyone but you your'e the moment that i started living that my heart started feeling i started healing.. hook its you girl you're the one for me its you girl you're my destiny its always been youuuuu **** always been by my side kept it real all the time never had to ever lie that's true something i didn't know i needed can't ever deny the truth girl , its always been youuu.
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Aug 1, 2018
Aug 1, 2018 at 8:48 PM UTC
girl,
He was lonely, as was his heart, carver Of wood, he searched upon forest & Glade till before his eyes laid sight of a masterpiece, Home he hurried Carving,   Smoothing, Varnishing Not noticing or ignoring the black knot But unbeknown, this was a deeper Problem. Rotten, decayed black festered Within not showing on the outside, But things are missed in joy, Things that will haunt, but he was finished His boy of wood stood before His so tearful eyes, your only wood Only inanimate, sitting before my weeping eyes. Heard where his whispers Upon a night were they asked back, "You are of sound heart" "You are of compassion" "You will have a son of wood with life in his heart" As he looked upward, A sight befell his reddened eyes "FATHER" Words fell forth unto his ears, "Did you just speak?? "Father" He hugged upon wood given life, "Son" "Son" "A boy of my own given life" "I love you son" "I love you father" His nose grew, leaves sprouted forth, "Aaghhhhh" As Pinocchio snapped what grew forth, And throw it upon the floor, In pain he reeled, "Son be calm" For lies will be greeted by growth Shall a lie be told, only good boys And girls realise that honesty will be rewarded. With that he cuddled his father, you know Not love but I will show you unconditionally Till you understand honesty also love, Upon those words both bedded For the night was late and father was old, But he never slept, upon the floor Part of him that broke off, Now tainted black, As it had succumb to its chosen fate, As he fashioned upon tools A living weapon, "Blackest as night" He felt connected They were apart but one. Into the bedroom he crept, "Father" "Father" "Awaken" Startled old eyes widen, I have a gift, As he plunges it forth, Son whhhhy I loveeee youuu "I am but wooden given life" "Blackness rots inside" "It must feed" For without it I will cease, When I was just cold It was my end no difference to any one. And now given life That is all that matters this night, And with that he ****** into his "Fathers heart" He felt relief inside no more ties But he cried splintered tears upon his Blood they mixed upon the floor He had extinguished his first life. He needed to stem the flow as He felt the veins rooting further Life was his not easily given up, The town fell silent that night, As he fed well, he charred his Finger tips black upon once so tanned, So to feed with both knife and hand. He would travel the world, death in his wake All thought "How unique" "How harmless" "How sweet" But when the hunger craved, Life was bled,  life was ceased All for the rot to not **** this wooden boy "Rotten core in a boys shell" Prey his nose does not grow just a little Because your time in life will be up.
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Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 4:32 PM UTC
Pinocchio (Twisted Fairytales)
He was lonely, as was his heart, carver Of wood, he searched upon forest & Glade till before his eyes laid sight of a masterpiece, Home he hurried Carving,   Smoothing, Varnishing Not noticing or ignoring the black knot But unbeknown, this was a deeper Problem. Rotten, decayed black festered Within not showing on the outside, But things are missed in joy, Things that will haunt, but he was finished His boy of wood stood before His so tearful eyes, your only wood Only inanimate, sitting before my weeping eyes. Heard where his whispers Upon a night were they asked back, "You are of sound heart" "You are of compassion" "You will have a son of wood with life in his heart" As he looked upward, A sight befell his reddened eyes "FATHER" Words fell forth unto his ears, "Did you just speak?? "Father" He hugged upon wood given life, "Son" "Son" "A boy of my own given life" "I love you son" "I love you father" His nose grew, leaves sprouted forth, "Aaghhhhh" As Pinocchio snapped what grew forth, And throw it upon the floor, In pain he reeled, "Son be calm" For lies will be greeted by growth Shall a lie be told, only good boys And girls realise that honesty will be rewarded. With that he cuddled his father, you know Not love but I will show you unconditionally Till you understand honesty also love, Upon those words both bedded For the night was late and father was old, But he never slept, upon the floor Part of him that broke off, Now tainted black, As it had succumb to its chosen fate, As he fashioned upon tools A living weapon, "Blackest as night" He felt connected They were apart but one. Into the bedroom he crept, "Father" "Father" "Awaken" Startled old eyes widen, I have a gift, As he plunges it forth, Son whhhhy I loveeee youuu "I am but wooden given life" "Blackness rots inside" "It must feed" For without it I will cease, When I was just cold It was my end no difference to any one. And now given life That is all that matters this night, And with that he ****** into his "Fathers heart" He felt relief inside no more ties But he cried splintered tears upon his Blood they mixed upon the floor He had extinguished his first life. He needed to stem the flow as He felt the veins rooting further Life was his not easily given up, The town fell silent that night, As he fed well, he charred his Finger tips black upon once so tanned, So to feed with both knife and hand. He would travel the world, death in his wake All thought "How unique" "How harmless" "How sweet" But when the hunger craved, Life was bled,  life was ceased All for the rot to not **** this wooden boy "Rotten core in a boys shell" Prey his nose does not grow just a little Because your time in life will be up.
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OOO! He is worried! Again! the Mr. Perfectionist. It’s almost Carnival but He hasn't yet got a mask with specifics outlining his ballads and jests he surly lists his bests in two principle steps of CAPS : 1)   * Feeds the Bats and * Tempts the Charms 2) * Cheap N Handy * Quixotic but Scary * Not too Trendy and he cries Yuck!   EW! Husky! What's worse than a self-adoring pathetic bat in my whereabouts! I can't get the stink and shrill so I help him fast 'Yo what's the worry!' -I say friendly - 'you need not hurry cause I think you already are ready!' -I continue enthusiastically- 'Here! Try this one My top design Custom fit chemistry A truly  NO Risk Recipe and of course Specially designed for you! ' 'for you for youuu    to echolocate such is an eye-gaze for the half-blind such is sound a vibration that propagates in ears and brains of pretty gulls and of course only  for youuu' -  I sing loud a common bat ad just to stimulate my client and continue- merrily explaining my serviceable recipe *for 2) Wear your white shirt just ...as always the one I know you know? the webbed one weaving grace and don't forget to iron it well this time. * *for 1) Put on your true face! I reckon then and can guarantee ...as always no one will ever recognize you . * In a flight he disappears glad and I hope he won't show up till next year What can you do I say to myself and quote a encyclopedic fact about my client. All things have a place, you don't really need to like them but these ones pollinate flowers and disperse fruit seeds and they are economically important as they consume insect pests reducing need for pesticides.   I say while I ventilate my head with an OM mantra and an incense stick Bah what a stink what a stink...
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Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 5:34 PM UTC
Tip for a Bat's Mask
OOO! He is worried! Again! the Mr. Perfectionist. It’s almost Carnival but He hasn't yet got a mask with specifics outlining his ballads and jests he surly lists his bests in two principle steps of CAPS : 1)   * Feeds the Bats and * Tempts the Charms 2) * Cheap N Handy * Quixotic but Scary * Not too Trendy and he cries Yuck!   EW! Husky! What's worse than a self-adoring pathetic bat in my whereabouts! I can't get the stink and shrill so I help him fast 'Yo what's the worry!' -I say friendly - 'you need not hurry cause I think you already are ready!' -I continue enthusiastically- 'Here! Try this one My top design Custom fit chemistry A truly  NO Risk Recipe and of course Specially designed for you! ' 'for you for youuu    to echolocate such is an eye-gaze for the half-blind such is sound a vibration that propagates in ears and brains of pretty gulls and of course only  for youuu' -  I sing loud a common bat ad just to stimulate my client and continue- merrily explaining my serviceable recipe *for 2) Wear your white shirt just ...as always the one I know you know? the webbed one weaving grace and don't forget to iron it well this time. * *for 1) Put on your true face! I reckon then and can guarantee ...as always no one will ever recognize you . * In a flight he disappears glad and I hope he won't show up till next year What can you do I say to myself and quote a encyclopedic fact about my client. All things have a place, you don't really need to like them but these ones pollinate flowers and disperse fruit seeds and they are economically important as they consume insect pests reducing need for pesticides.   I say while I ventilate my head with an OM mantra and an incense stick Bah what a stink what a stink...
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*"You're a nice girl and i like you a lot but..." **** you, **** YOU, FUUUCK YOUUU. I don't want to be the nice girl, I wanted to be the girl that haunt your nights, The one that gives you insomnia. But go on, try to find a girl like me, Someone who wait 9 month in the hope that something could happen. Someone who take news of you everytime, Someone who is sincerely interested by you, who want to know you, Someone who don't want to just **** you. I hope that now, when you'll hear my name, You'll think of me as the girl you broke, The one that loved you but you rejected. So come on, go find better than me, And go burn in hell with her.*
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Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 10:59 AM UTC
Letter n°16 | **** you!!!!
She crawls to me in A nauseating manner. Her fingernails dig themselves, Inches deep into the carpet. She smiles, Awkwardly, prolonged, By dynamic foam, She giggles. Her tongue leaps out, Spelling my name in mid air. Panting as a dog would, She draws nearer. And I worry about what may be going on, In that deceitful, undead mind. Horrid thoughts invite themselves in, And make a home in my brain. I say take a vacation, They say, “We just got here”. The veins on her forehead, Protrude and glow. She mocks me and screams, With terrifying vibrato, “Get away from me youuu, You foul, freaky, fiend!” So close now I can nearly, Taste the vinegar on her breath. So close I can hear her, Scraggly hair detach from atop her head. My heart continues to race the ticking, The tick-tocking of my mothers clock. My blood continues to boil, So incredibly warm that I may ***** That I may spew all that pumps my blood, Onto this creatures path. She picks up the pace, And widens her moon-like eyes. Murmuring under her, Coldness and feebleness. Her tongue continues, To haunt my mind. And she is so near now, That I can taste the clamminess, Of her skin, Or what is left of it. My heart stops. She stops. I take a deep breath, She takes my hand. I try to break away, She breaks my fingers. I scream. She screams. “Who are you?” I simply ask. “I am the outside world,” She claims. “And you have, Every reason to fear me.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Crazy people roam this earth, but I suppose it’s not their fault. It’s not their fault they do what they do without explanation. But you’ve got to wonder; What makes these people do such crazy *** things? I guess it takes a crazy person to understand crazy actions..
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Dec 10, 2011
Dec 10, 2011 at 9:05 PM UTC
Yes, She Does.
She crawls to me in A nauseating manner. Her fingernails dig themselves, Inches deep into the carpet. She smiles, Awkwardly, prolonged, By dynamic foam, She giggles. Her tongue leaps out, Spelling my name in mid air. Panting as a dog would, She draws nearer. And I worry about what may be going on, In that deceitful, undead mind. Horrid thoughts invite themselves in, And make a home in my brain. I say take a vacation, They say, “We just got here”. The veins on her forehead, Protrude and glow. She mocks me and screams, With terrifying vibrato, “Get away from me youuu, You foul, freaky, fiend!” So close now I can nearly, Taste the vinegar on her breath. So close I can hear her, Scraggly hair detach from atop her head. My heart continues to race the ticking, The tick-tocking of my mothers clock. My blood continues to boil, So incredibly warm that I may ***** That I may spew all that pumps my blood, Onto this creatures path. She picks up the pace, And widens her moon-like eyes. Murmuring under her, Coldness and feebleness. Her tongue continues, To haunt my mind. And she is so near now, That I can taste the clamminess, Of her skin, Or what is left of it. My heart stops. She stops. I take a deep breath, She takes my hand. I try to break away, She breaks my fingers. I scream. She screams. “Who are you?” I simply ask. “I am the outside world,” She claims. “And you have, Every reason to fear me.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Crazy people roam this earth, but I suppose it’s not their fault. It’s not their fault they do what they do without explanation. But you’ve got to wonder; What makes these people do such crazy *** things? I guess it takes a crazy person to understand crazy actions..
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It’s so hard to stay when you’re so far away & I want to see your face just one more time Even in a great storm Cold, snow, rain, fog, or warmth I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have you in my arms Even through all the pain & the screams of yesterday Bursting bombs, blown up tanks, war sounds ringing’ in my brain I still hear all the cries “don’t you die”… “you’ll be fine…” “Stay with me” … “you’ll survive…” “We’re gonna be alright…” I reopened my eyes, saw bright hospital lights Life support’s running thin, I no longer qualify I hear the Corpsman talkin’ when one of ‘em walks in and says “sir, you’ve had a very good fight… it’s time to call it…” Unable to move, with no strength left to lose I just let the tears slowly roll down my brui-sed cheek If it’s my last day and I’m placed in the grave I just want you to know I’ll still find a way, ‘cause, see… It’s so hard to stay when you’re so far away & I want to see your face just one more time Even in a great storm Cold, snow, rain, fog, or warmth I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have you in my arms I said, it’s so hard to stay when you’re so far away & I want to see your face just one more time Even in a great storm Cold, snow, rain, fog, or warmth I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have you in my arms I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have you in my arms I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have you in my arms I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have youuu and to be with you forever… 05.30.2022 Every Mile 12:01am
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Jun 2, 2022
Jun 2, 2022 at 9:17 PM UTC
Every Mile
It’s so hard to stay when you’re so far away & I want to see your face just one more time Even in a great storm Cold, snow, rain, fog, or warmth I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have you in my arms Even through all the pain & the screams of yesterday Bursting bombs, blown up tanks, war sounds ringing’ in my brain I still hear all the cries “don’t you die”… “you’ll be fine…” “Stay with me” … “you’ll survive…” “We’re gonna be alright…” I reopened my eyes, saw bright hospital lights Life support’s running thin, I no longer qualify I hear the Corpsman talkin’ when one of ‘em walks in and says “sir, you’ve had a very good fight… it’s time to call it…” Unable to move, with no strength left to lose I just let the tears slowly roll down my brui-sed cheek If it’s my last day and I’m placed in the grave I just want you to know I’ll still find a way, ‘cause, see… It’s so hard to stay when you’re so far away & I want to see your face just one more time Even in a great storm Cold, snow, rain, fog, or warmth I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have you in my arms I said, it’s so hard to stay when you’re so far away & I want to see your face just one more time Even in a great storm Cold, snow, rain, fog, or warmth I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have you in my arms I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have you in my arms I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have you in my arms I’d walk ev-er-y mile to have youuu and to be with you forever… 05.30.2022 Every Mile 12:01am
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(Her to him 10pm) I love you I loved you like I said I would I loved you just the best I could I love you like you made me I’ll love you even if you hate me Even when you love someone else to negate me Delete every text, picture, and post to erase me I understand My mistakes and missteps I do So even if you never say it back again I’ll say it one last time I love you (Her to him 1 am) I hate you I hate you I HATE you I HATE YOUU I HATE YOUUU I HOPE IT WEIGHS YOU DOWN AND IT BREAKS YOU I HOPE YOU CRY LIKE I CRY AND THE NEXT TIME YOU TRY TO LOVE I HOPE IT BREAKS YOUR HOLLOW HEART I HOPE YOU RUINED THIS FOR A REASON I hope it was worth it I HOPE YOU SEARCH THE REST OF YOUR LIFE AND EVENTUALLY FIND SOME BODY PERFECT BUILD A LIFE WITH HER AND LAY IN BED NESTLED BETWEEN THE KIDS AND REALIZE YOU DON’T DESERVE IT I know one day you’ll replace me and I just pray to GOD that she’s perfect! (Her to him 6 am) I’m over this. Do what you want (Him to her 10am) I’m sorry
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Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 10:01 AM UTC
"Three Unread Messages"
You promised....not to leave. That Christmas Eve....u left me hangin. i did believe... that u were the guy...now i think...i'm all wrong. All i want is you, you, you, youuu.. All i need is you, you, you, youuu... All i care is you, you, you, you... When i look at the stars, i saw your face.....
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Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 6:32 AM UTC
Why do u leave me?
The lyrics go something like, "on the back(something) of a holiday, with youuu" and it's not an actual holiday/christmas song. It's kind of like an indie/pop song from England so here "holiday" means vacation. It's also a male singer. If you have any suggestions please tell me because it's important thanks.
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Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 10:44 PM UTC
Can someone help me find the name of a song?
When you writes messages for me When I was a funny by you Oh You Youuu my universe I'm earth Oh You Youuu my universe I'm earth When we walk on the sea Then you was a funny Oh You Youuu my universe I'm earth Oh You Youuu my universe I'm earth Oh You Youuu my universe I'm earth Oh You Youuu my universe I'm earth 2016
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Jul 4, 2018
Jul 4, 2018 at 2:47 PM UTC
You.
For you, We all know the best hearts are in the lost and found. We know love isn’t free and It seems to cost in pounds. Patience, accountability, effort, these are the dues. This isn’t about my dream, I’m saving up for youuu.
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Jul 18, 2023
Jul 18, 2023 at 1:26 PM UTC
Saving