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"yuo" poems
my sneses are in overdrive like a car driving over a big sped bump i look to the left outlines of claking clikers await me i look to the rite there bulgig eyes dare me to make the fist move i like to wisper sweet nothing's into they're ears like "mr claker yuo are so powerful" or "scutle away with me to ****** but then i had the truly terible reelisation they doo not have ears...
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Jun 19, 2019
Jun 19, 2019 at 2:38 AM UTC
my secret lover
Ma daddy always tolde me Natalia" daddy always rite Truste me girl Daddy always rite, Don go jus finding any ****** Kus cretins like ants Dey always builde nest round yuo And swarm yuo Like da ants dey are And ya daddy was rite I do got lot of ants Trying to swarm me I just swat the bugs awaye Dey pesty.
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Aug 23, 2015
Aug 23, 2015 at 10:41 AM UTC
Pesty ants
Baby boye took me in arme Baby boy kiss me wit charm Baby boye mine, baby boye mine Baby boy kute and baby boye ware suit Baby boye italiano like me Baby boye mine Yuo see
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Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 2:56 PM UTC
Baby boye
ChestNuts roesting on an open fire Roesting over the flames of yuor forgoten love Ash Burnt too a Crisp (This is what they call Chips in Englis ) Mother's' love showed me the Love I needed from yuo England they call them Crisps Eating Chest Nuts is scrumptous Training my ***** in the Art Of War
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Aug 22, 2020
Aug 22, 2020 at 1:27 AM UTC
Crab Meat
Dis fo all yuo. Sick aseholes on here na I don wan no **** pics from yuo I may be single chicka now but na don want idiot peeple writing me bout *** so forth Chicka Natalia Thanks
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 11:26 PM UTC
*****
Set the mood: Can you feel the bitter? Taste it, drink it, **** it, love him. That is life and if these are the best years of it…then I’m not sure we want to see the worst. It’s called an epiphany…a warm rush of ice, slitting my lips. ****** as they are, these lips are open for you. So speak. I am here for your assumptions, so assume. Please, good friend, assume. Right here, write this down: I need a voice to speak into. Ears to teach me to listen, because either I'm deaf or God's mute. Cause I've spent too many hours branding paper with my pen in these half-hearted prayers they call poems. I need true empathy, not the GreatValue knockoff from a dimly lit aisle or Made-in-China substitutes worn around my friends' necks. Empathize with our loss. The traditions you and I will never know. The traditions we both know we’re going to miss. I need a way into your mind, a shortcut through the jokes and labels. Ask your heart to crack its wary shell open just enough for me to slip my secrets inside, cause I know you're just as lonely as I pretend not to be. And I know you have secrets, too. Whispers are like questions begging not to be known, but I'll whisper to you anyways and beg you have the answers. I need someone to talk to, someone who thinks about the skies at night. Stares off into the nothingness, screams into the emptiness his whispers. Someone who can blink away all the light. I know I am young but I am a witness to the symptoms of true thought. And you? You are infected, as well. You think. You are a liar, like me, and a natural-born beauty, as we all are. I see what this world has to offer today, and it’s you. So how much time must we take? I think about you thinking about how much world there is. Or how little there is. How little all the people are. How the people look like flowers. But not us as we sit on the roof of some ****** car. Its walls are ridden with messages from us to God, and he wrote back in dyslexic lettering, “I lvoed yuo all alnog.” I may seem more shallow and less a witness. You may seem like little but a confused sadist, desperate for an experience. But behind your perjury, you are scared. You need a voice to speak into. To feel your words, molested in the dark. You know more than you say. Speak to me what you speak to your mind. Watch the flowers sway as we sit, immaculate. Slip your secrets inside my heart. Speak to me. Just speak. I don’t need to love. I need to speak. So whisper #1: Why is the sky so ******* blue?
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Mar 4, 2012
Mar 4, 2012 at 3:10 AM UTC
Whisper
Set the mood: Can you feel the bitter? Taste it, drink it, **** it, love him. That is life and if these are the best years of it…then I’m not sure we want to see the worst. It’s called an epiphany…a warm rush of ice, slitting my lips. ****** as they are, these lips are open for you. So speak. I am here for your assumptions, so assume. Please, good friend, assume. Right here, write this down: I need a voice to speak into. Ears to teach me to listen, because either I'm deaf or God's mute. Cause I've spent too many hours branding paper with my pen in these half-hearted prayers they call poems. I need true empathy, not the GreatValue knockoff from a dimly lit aisle or Made-in-China substitutes worn around my friends' necks. Empathize with our loss. The traditions you and I will never know. The traditions we both know we’re going to miss. I need a way into your mind, a shortcut through the jokes and labels. Ask your heart to crack its wary shell open just enough for me to slip my secrets inside, cause I know you're just as lonely as I pretend not to be. And I know you have secrets, too. Whispers are like questions begging not to be known, but I'll whisper to you anyways and beg you have the answers. I need someone to talk to, someone who thinks about the skies at night. Stares off into the nothingness, screams into the emptiness his whispers. Someone who can blink away all the light. I know I am young but I am a witness to the symptoms of true thought. And you? You are infected, as well. You think. You are a liar, like me, and a natural-born beauty, as we all are. I see what this world has to offer today, and it’s you. So how much time must we take? I think about you thinking about how much world there is. Or how little there is. How little all the people are. How the people look like flowers. But not us as we sit on the roof of some ****** car. Its walls are ridden with messages from us to God, and he wrote back in dyslexic lettering, “I lvoed yuo all alnog.” I may seem more shallow and less a witness. You may seem like little but a confused sadist, desperate for an experience. But behind your perjury, you are scared. You need a voice to speak into. To feel your words, molested in the dark. You know more than you say. Speak to me what you speak to your mind. Watch the flowers sway as we sit, immaculate. Slip your secrets inside my heart. Speak to me. Just speak. I don’t need to love. I need to speak. So whisper #1: Why is the sky so ******* blue?
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Heey Mahina tokotini yuor so beautyful & so pweddy. your my best fraand! n et wil neva end. Yuor so funny, yuo mke me laugh al d tymz, 2 da dayz datz gne by! laaaarve maree xox :p
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Dec 9, 2012
Dec 9, 2012 at 4:17 PM UTC
Mahina Tokotini
no i dont want to tell you bye i want to tell you nothing i want to go home and go to work i want to get paid and do my work i dont want to socialize or tell you what i think of you or develop relationships i just want to be free from this ******** work corporate chain nonsense i dontwant any part of it so i dont want a goodbye because iw ish id never see uagain please let me leave without saying goodbye ******* hate it just trying to control me why does it bother u that i dont say bye youre just ******* stepping on my toes trying to make me be just like you i'm an individual not a robot i dont have a goodbye message or a fading apple or a dancing android to tell yuo im shutting down i just want to go home in peace and i dont want to see you ever again
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Jan 12, 2017
Jan 12, 2017 at 5:56 PM UTC
"when you leave can you tell us bye"
i am a shadow that slips away when light creeps up illuminating for life to live. i leave my foot prints but will never lead you any where. i am a shadow that hiding in the brightest day where there only is shadows that dance around the fire lifting the unrest-ed souls that cant lift up to the sky. ever mark i have made will only lead you to a false lead. i am a dark demonic entity that should be left alone. if a fire is lit i will show my shadow dancing around what should have never ever been found. my shadow leaves imprints but no tract of what you actually have been trying to find. you want answers you will never know the danger you seek. me i can touch to **** this world wants to see and capture a demon that will appear. you wont know the dangers you will risk your life to be taken. i hide threw the darkest shadows hiding from the society. people want to see what i really look like but i can't be captured even with your flash lights and cameras that will never show my pure glowing blue eyes. you seek me but im a dangerous elemental that should never be wreck en with. you find your self falling in love with a demonic force you can't ever let go. even when you lose your mind and end up getting imprisoned in the psych ward where no one will listen to your screams or even notice your voice. you have found me the dark shadow who appears in-front of you i stand with my one word of demand you can't harness me or capture me when i am a danger. i have let you find me when every one has said you have been mentally insanity but i know your mind your seek ins. i leave you a image so you won't let this world take your voice away. like me ill be your angel of insanity you will never feel scared to let go to escape this game people take on you. i won't let the words of a and angel who has been locked away. you have seen me where i have been said to hide. i have let you seek me when you are the angel with the broken wings. you have see me away from society. this is where i linger hide be tucked away watching society collapse with only death. you have found me when your were called and dragged away in to your own voice that said the truth not any more.. your insanity has brought you to me a demonic entity. you have found me now its my turn to teach you to escape out of society's lies that only leave wounds. insanity is my place i hide away the ones who seek dark entity's will never find the leads prints to discover it. the ones who lead to the psych ward will find me to show you i'm real your visions weren't fake or your visions. where you are now in the mental hospital is where i show me presents and take you along a way your not crazy. you will be heard when i show you the way out of your own insanity ways you sufficient on constantly. i will let you be with me but i will he harm'd by the light you can call apon me when you can't keep the fight up to survive. you have found my trail but you will never find society so nice when yuo say you have found the dark entity
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Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 1:44 PM UTC
chacing my demonic shadow
i am a shadow that slips away when light creeps up illuminating for life to live. i leave my foot prints but will never lead you any where. i am a shadow that hiding in the brightest day where there only is shadows that dance around the fire lifting the unrest-ed souls that cant lift up to the sky. ever mark i have made will only lead you to a false lead. i am a dark demonic entity that should be left alone. if a fire is lit i will show my shadow dancing around what should have never ever been found. my shadow leaves imprints but no tract of what you actually have been trying to find. you want answers you will never know the danger you seek. me i can touch to **** this world wants to see and capture a demon that will appear. you wont know the dangers you will risk your life to be taken. i hide threw the darkest shadows hiding from the society. people want to see what i really look like but i can't be captured even with your flash lights and cameras that will never show my pure glowing blue eyes. you seek me but im a dangerous elemental that should never be wreck en with. you find your self falling in love with a demonic force you can't ever let go. even when you lose your mind and end up getting imprisoned in the psych ward where no one will listen to your screams or even notice your voice. you have found me the dark shadow who appears in-front of you i stand with my one word of demand you can't harness me or capture me when i am a danger. i have let you find me when every one has said you have been mentally insanity but i know your mind your seek ins. i leave you a image so you won't let this world take your voice away. like me ill be your angel of insanity you will never feel scared to let go to escape this game people take on you. i won't let the words of a and angel who has been locked away. you have seen me where i have been said to hide. i have let you seek me when you are the angel with the broken wings. you have see me away from society. this is where i linger hide be tucked away watching society collapse with only death. you have found me when your were called and dragged away in to your own voice that said the truth not any more.. your insanity has brought you to me a demonic entity. you have found me now its my turn to teach you to escape out of society's lies that only leave wounds. insanity is my place i hide away the ones who seek dark entity's will never find the leads prints to discover it. the ones who lead to the psych ward will find me to show you i'm real your visions weren't fake or your visions. where you are now in the mental hospital is where i show me presents and take you along a way your not crazy. you will be heard when i show you the way out of your own insanity ways you sufficient on constantly. i will let you be with me but i will he harm'd by the light you can call apon me when you can't keep the fight up to survive. you have found my trail but you will never find society so nice when yuo say you have found the dark entity
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Hello, you've reached my page of poetry. HAHA. I just didn't know what else social media to use that you wouldn't find before the time is right. THANKS FOR ALWAYS BEING THERE FOR ME. I HOPE YOU HAD A FUN TIME PLAYING THIS HUNT I MADE FOR YOU. BUT THIS IS NOT THE END. MUAHAHAH. THINK A LITTLE HARDER. THINK A LITTLE WIDER. REARRANGE THE LETTERS AND YOUD FIND WHAT YOU WANT. TEHRES A PCELA IN TSHI  HUOES WEHER MLESA AER FNACY ADN TEHRE YUO WLOUD FNID YURO NXET CUEL
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Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 11:28 AM UTC
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM
Jealousy, wha is it? Jealous playboy's with dolla Bill's try to throw out a krispy one hundreds, but dose boy's not fooling ma self. Jealousy, like reely wha is it? Women trying to purposeful to hurte us. And when dey Kant get what dey want Dey throw out jealous merda,? Like OK Merda yuo throw I jus ignore da hata's and playa's.
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Jul 29, 2015
Jul 29, 2015 at 1:39 PM UTC
Hatas and playas chickies and da ragazzi
I try Try to get dis chicka in check when da disrespect mount up But yuo kno wha? Don kare A chicka wit no worries or hata playa's to tuch me.
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Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 12:17 PM UTC
Tuch me
I want him He luvs her She don luv him tho,, But he luv his mi amour But I kan be his mour If he wuld ever talk to me Maby he read this If he get back on HP I kuld be betta I'd give this all I Maby some rich chika But for him wuld give it all But he luv her Bekause he blind To go afta one Who don give him her time Yup yuo got so manee who want yuo boy And yup yuo love girl who don love yuo bak Yuo kno if Eva want me which yuo don't kus yuo loves her Yuo kould always have me but Kant have one who don't luv or want me kus yuo luv her /:
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 11:11 PM UTC
lunely girl nedding king
I choose to be me Yuo choose to be you I choose to be seen Yuo hide behind yo clues Yuo take what not yours I take all that mine. Yuo take me as yo gurl I left even in time. I don't want yo begging me back. I don't need yuo But I forgives yuo And can never luv yuo back
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Jan 28, 2016
Jan 28, 2016 at 4:46 PM UTC
Choosing me or yuo
Ma gurlfriend tryed playing wit separate men at once She a playa jus like dem She Kant pretend she happy Wen she playin I said gurl Yuo don wann be played So why yuo playin? And me I don need other playas Even tho ma friend Don like playas Eva. She get mad of truth But dose men will see As Jake was one of her ex But he kno betta now Who real woman is.
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Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 7:42 AM UTC
Kant stand playa's
I want dat affection Of warming soup Into my clothes Down to my shoes Out my smile Into yuo But yuo don't existe Dis is just a write Maybe one day I'll find Mr right
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Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 7:26 AM UTC
Hot cup of soup
if i write you a poem while i m drunk will you still love me in the morning would yuo take me two breakfast or for coffee wood you kiss me befroe i leave and miss me while i am gonw can you look at me liek i am yur sun and moon and sea love me becuase i wrote you a poem while i was drunk i am drunk
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 10:49 PM UTC
drunk
Ma heart it bleed I ware dis heart On dis Italian sleeve. I'm sick of ******** And men who are sleeze. I take this me And recreate. What is past I keep it past What is now Stay now. But I will get To da betta man Soon somehow. I'm **** Kool A babye gurl Looking for da right one To rule ma world. Where are yuo babye boye? Jake lefte At least I thinke. So now what do I do. What do I say Ma heart is cutting me down I feel ma self buried in grave.
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Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 7:45 AM UTC
Dis hurts im dying
sometimes i gayze out the window watching the rain fall down and then i realize i am thinking of yuo i miss you so much darling you're soft midnight black hair you're pitch dark eyelashes, like pitch dark strings you're blue eyes, like the sky the sky reminds me of stars and then i realize we are star crosed lovers when stars cros they become equals and that is what we are my baby child of the universe yuo give my life meaning we are never to be seperated even if everyone tryes to seperate us they can not because we are forever like the stars in the sky come be with me and watch the rain i love you for eternety
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Oct 29, 2017
Oct 29, 2017 at 2:53 AM UTC
star crosed lovers
Why yuo Boyes calla gurl kute den turn rounde To say she ugly. I thinke yuo da ugly one.
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Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 8:25 PM UTC
Ugly
I could pore out a cryful river To bring him back Would be a winner But he not here now Other's didn't appreciate him like me and others Well miss yuo best poet That this wurld has erve known Well miss yuo hopeless romantic Now yuos gone Fly Baby fly to your happy place Where noone can hurt yuo Or smack your beautiful face You've been hurt to time many But now yuo can't be Bekause udders were hurtful Though I know you forgave dem But yuo still loved Despite players and liar's Maby now they'll think of you As you gave all for their attire But now again as I said You fly with real wings I can't believe I shocked To hear you left us so early Yeah I heard you took your life I didint wanna hear I thought all lies Til the call from my bf ended wit tears I'm missing you know Soon the world will all know A true poet of this world The best I did know.... R.I.p baby boy.  .... Wish I kuould of known yuo more. But. I knew enough to know you were wonderful
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Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 6:04 AM UTC
Fly baby boye
Have no time fo nonsense I don playe wit fooles Im queene, not yo thing Not sum chika yuo kan rule.
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Oct 27, 2015
Oct 27, 2015 at 11:10 PM UTC
Fooles
I still think of you. In my mind's eye and in my memory's grasp, you're closer than a scratch. You're simply there. Impatiently pacing my memories and fantasies. My dreams are you and my thoughts are you. There is now nowhere I haven't been touched by you. I've loved you and I've hated you. You enrage and you delight me. My soul reaches out for you. Cries for you. It lives for you and dies for you. Everything. Everything I have. it's all you... You... yUo... YuO... YOU! It's all you! I'm left hopeless. But this only redundant rhythm gives me hope. Where do you stand? (not with me) How do you feel? (not good) How would you feel if you knew this? (angry, disgusted) Do you feel the same for me; always have me on my mind and never wavering from me? (impossible) But... you're not everything to me. I can't allow that. You're simply... everything else. You're a thought. A memory. A good time. You're a time I was elated. When I liked myself because you liked me. When I was something to someone. You're what I could not see in myself. Confident and smart. Charming and cute. Loving and gentle. Someone important. Someone who cares for me and about me. Some one who mattered. You're not everything, you see. But you're everything else.
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Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 5:34 AM UTC
You/ Everything Else
Society says I am bad they are all FOOLS just because i have the coorage to dryve at 300 miles pur hour on the freeway I am smart like Jeesus Yuo are just sad
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Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 8:20 PM UTC
Societies’s Expectations
wloud yuo go for em? I dno't maen as a somlutae but rhater a ditasrciton to keep teh rlaetiy aawy? wuold you go fro me, so I dno't hvae to go aolne? I am araifd taht if I eemgre all tahts lfet wlil be sikn and bnoe. wloud you go otu for me, so I dno't hvae to sohw my fcae in the clod hareetd baet of scioety and teh dlaiy trerors taht srruuond me? wolud oyu go for em nto as a firend but rhater a lveor, to hlod froveer and keep aawy the dmeons? yuo shulodn't go fro me I cna't ofefr mcuh of aynhting but I'd rhater it be oyu tahn me out tehre in the meriaatl wlord
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Feb 27, 2018
Feb 27, 2018 at 9:10 PM UTC
teh baet of scoeity