Best Ask Out Poems


Premium Member The Bench That Changed My Life

In recent days on a holiday
that we spent in the English Lakes
a day spent at Grange-over-Sands
this lovely little town is so great

It has an attraction all of its own
especially down at the duck pond
which is surrounded by many a bench
memories of a bench made me respond

In 1989 after being ill with chickenpox
I spend time there recovering for a week
before leaving home got a get-well card
from a young lady, I admired so to speak

I sat on that bench many a day
reading a get-well card to me
it was so nice that a lady did care
then I was in a quandary under the tree

The bench did indeed change my life
for I did ask that young lady to go out
amazingly she said yes, in time is my wife
sweet memories indeed there is no doubt

(That lady that I did ask out on that first date was Christine now my wife of 33 years.)

A Slight Return

Darkness is my life that apears in
light.
Has it come to just another fix.
The smile does conceal my losing fight.

The music the screams within.
The lies eat away at the man I can no 
longer stand.

Hollow is thy heart.
Crimson stains all that is never held in
hand.

It started a game now it's a curse.
In darkness I speak to you
all I could never say.
The man once known to you.
Has all but faded away.

And as I slip into adictions abyss.
Candle lit memories were taken
with the breeze. 
That killed that romantic glow.

As the stranger who exists in the form
once you did love.
Twist's into a form you cannot understand.

I ask out of love for you to forget.
The monster that haunts this form.

In memories true love we will forever know.
The emptyness of of this life.
And the once splendid candle lights glow. 
In truth we die. 
As we live. 
So must we cry. 

Not every every question has a answer my friends. 
Gonzo.

Dear Minister

Dear Minister
Do you know
The lament of the people you rule?
Rule in a world you aren’t invited to rule
The injustice of your mistakes we bear
While you smile and salute our money away
A catastrophe of governance
That you have caused
Mislead and cheated
Twisted and so corrupted
Where did you learn to master this art
Of keeping so many in the dark
About your numbers and fortune?
Alas the damage has been done
I ask out of innocent curiosity
Do you repent, are you admittedly guilty?
You wouldn’t believe if I said
An incredible example you have set
For I an eager youth
Will now not dare to join
A propaganda you call a profession, so spoilt
All your friends, enemies and you
Have made me protect my morals
And my cherished values
I’ve been driven away
By your wildfire of crimes
Learnt to keep my hands clean
To not to be made to bleed.
You’re no servant of democracy
You’re just an embodiment of hypocrisy
A shame that our country
Must submit to
A spot in our history
Of fools
With a humble request
Such as mine
I beg you on behalf of the people
Please don’t come back
Return our money
All the gold
Along with the gifts and bribes you hoard
Give us back all of that
Then turn yourself in
Leave this game
This arena that you have made
Full of cheaters
This is all I have to say
Thus I take my leave with a sigh
An insignificant plea
To voice the country’s cries
Free us of our plight
Thank you dear Minister
For your time
And for sucking our country dry.


Premium Member Like It Was Yesterday

I remember fish sticks for Friday night dinners
And having phones mounted on the wall
And when calling my parents to come pick me up
Hearing the operator ask, “Do you accept this call”

I remember cartoons on Saturday mornings
And TV shows in black and white
I remember staying outside all day to play
Until blanketed by the dark of night

I remember wearing high-tops – the Converse All-Star kind
And having to put on a tie for school
I remember that bottle spinning round and round
And when it stopped – what we would do

I remember my brother’s red Mustang
The first car I would learn to drive
I remember the angry end of my father’s belt
Having been caught in another lie

I remember ice-skating on St. Leonard’s pond
And on summer nights sneaking into the pool
I remember gagging on that cigar puff
Trying to pretend I was really cool

I remember playing baseball with right field out of play
Because we didn’t have enough for two full teams
I remember at camp doing a panty raid
And laughing at the girl's frantic screams

I remember tear drops forming in my eyes
The day my brother went away to college
I remember agonizing over asking her out
But not being equipped with the ask-out knowledge

I remember wearing the cap and gown
As “Pomp and Circumstances” they played
And, even though this happened a lifetime ago
I remember like it was yesterday
© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.

Taken, She Will Lie

Fear of the future,
And Faces by fates,
Ends in a failure.

Thoughts of her,
And You a diehard,
A sweetheart you get.

Me gusta you be,
And ask out,
A date it be.

Keep fantasizing,
Away from her smiling,
Then be waiting,
A question coming.

Why off-hook,
Why shying you look,
Say, Timid she makes you be,
And lie, your thoughts she can't see.

I have love in the wild,
Long lost, unable to find,
A question then ask.

You have what it takes,
To go wild without the fakes,
Ask, willing to help me make,
Through life, through hardships?

A no would be obvious,
Carefree she will say,
Or taken she will lie.

Don't you give up,
Rather along stay up,
And care, and stand up,
She might give in,
And in love, fall in.

You are mine, say often,
Your words, try soften,
In your life she will remain.

Success in sorries,
Silent love in phases,
Be the formula for future.

Out of the Blue

Every one I know has a girl friend
Every one except me
And that is why for special occasions
I don’t like to go by the family

Because they will always ask me
If she’s out side parking the car
And I will always have to make an excuse 
How she gone to see her mother

But inside I wish I had a girlfriend
Because my life is so lonely
The only thing I have is my poems
That is all that keesp me company

I been looking for one secretly
But finding one is a problem
Cause so far no girl’s like me
But I can’t really blame them

I went shopping for this Christmas
Buying gifts all for my self
Then come and open my closet
And stack them all on a shelf

When I walking through Macy’s
Upstairs in the Staten Island mall
I wish I had a girlfriend with me
To take her shopping and buy her all

So I’m looking for a girl friend
But one is so had to find
The last girl I ask out on a date
She ask “if she look stupid or blind

I once ask a Trinidad girl 
But she curse me up right away
Then she even call the police
And I had to run out of Claxton bay

Another girl had a flat tire 
So I help she change it yesterday
But when I ask what she doing later
She takes out a can of pepper spray

Since then I lost my confidence
Because I’m really kind of shy
So now I stand in the corner watching
When I see a nice girl passing by

I search the borough of New York
Even over the Bayonne in New Jersey
I even try some online dating 
But I struck out miserably

So I call and ask my nephew riad
To find me a girl in Trinidad
He said “boy them women in Trinidad crazy
But none of them women eh that mad

Sugar boy has a girlfriend in siparia
She has a sister living down in penal
He tells me send my best picture
Then said “boy that girl eh like you at all

So this Christmas I have a dilemma
And I don’t know what to do
All of my friends have girlfriends
And I want to have one to

But I will keep on trying 
It’s the only thing I can do
And one day out of the blue
I will find me a nice girl friend to


New Years Hallucinations

New Year’s hallucinations

“i’m gonna 
lose weight!
get ridda’ that gut!
firm up that tush!
finally stop ****ing smoking!
get my *****together!
get outta debt!
start looking for a new job!
join a gym!
start eating healthy!
spend more time with my family!
work at a soup kitchen!
start workin’ in my community!
quit drinking!
kick the habit!
clean up my language!
try & see the world from the point of view
of others!
travel!
get a hobby!
learn another language!
ask out that girl i’ve had my eye on!
start hitting on that guy that makes my knees
ache!
be nicer!
smile more!
get up earlier!
start doing yoga!
call my parents more!
start thinking about the future!
put more emphasis on the “spiritual” part of
my life!
get a dog, a cat, a fish, a bird!
make the world a better place!”

A Betrayal Of Friendship

What a recent shame it's been
Tears are falling once again
Eyes are red and really swollen
After all my faith was stolen
Someone I completely trusted
With a friendship has now busted
All my dreams that we could be
Like sisters in a family
Sharing good times and the bad
Thinking it is what we had
But your act of cruelty
Smashed apart the sisterly
Union I fought so hard for
Your actions are so hard core
It sucker punched me in the gut
Opening my eyes that were shut
When did you become unloyal
To the point you had to soil
All the years I tried my best
To be someone you can invest
All your happy and sad days
But you threw that all away
Stealing a guy you knew
I worked up the courage to
Finally ask out on a date
But you swooped in now its to late
I hope you burn in a hell fire
You're a crappy friend and liar

Symbiotic

You know not why you're now here, 
just that you are bound by fear- 
(and a couple incised wires) 
watching me, enticed with pliers. 
Naked, cold, taught, and crying, 
you can't move, although you're trying. 
All stretched out, upon your stomach, 
odors retch, your nostrils plummet. 
Your head aches and thoughts are clouding, 
slowly, memories are shrouding. 
You ask out of blatant fear, 
"Please, why have you brought me here?!" 
"Now, now, settle down my dear, 
the time to disclose that is near. 
For now, just try to hold quite still, 
enjoy your home, in my landfill. 
This is where I store my trash- 
oops, I guess I'm being rash, 
I've already said too much, 
try to focus on my touch." 
Icy hands trace your bare back, 
arcing circles, until SMACK! 
Instantly you begin screaming, 
trying to believe you're dreaming. 
His handprint is a stark white 
on blued flesh of your behind. 
Helplessly, you wriggle there, 
too afraid to meet his stare. 
His left hand covers your mouth, 
drowning out your smothered shouts. 
"Hush my darling, don't you wail, 
or yours will be a grim tale. 
Since I know you won't stay still, 
this should help you lay tranquil." 
Another, piercing, white-hot pain, 
penetrates your cheek again. 
"Don't worry, I use this often, 
a simple tetrodotoxin. 
Do you feel it inside you, 
tingling your lips, so blue? 
Save your breath until we're through, 
believe me, I know you do. 
It's particularly potent, 
cost an arm and leg to own it, 
but it works it's charm, I see, 
as you're not resisting me." 
Slowly, it gets hard to breath, 
your head pounds astoundingly, 
cold sweat trickles as you seize, 
minutes pass, nausea proceeds. 
You feel loosening restraints, 
but your feelings aren't the same- 
hallucinations now mingle, 
reality barely tingles. 
Vomit trudges languidly, 
making it harder to breath. 
Hands caress you underneath, 
then flip you over with ease. 
Now, only your eyes can plea 
for a hope of empathy. 
Lastly, as you take death in, 
you are faced with your demon.
© Bo Vigoren  Create an image from this poem.

Possibilities

2016 a disaster ! Sugar addiction makes me fat
     Even fatter than my cat
     Beware of that which gives immediate pleasure
     Can take away life's treasure
 
     A truck load of pizza, cardboard and fake
     Don't forget chocolate, for heavens sake
     Enough ice cream to make elephant bloat
     Want to dive from castle into moat

     Because I'm fat, too shy
     Love impossible to buy
     Heart's desire kept in cage
     Love's poem a torn page

     2017 new life begin !  Get off of this road
     No more sitting around like a big fat toad
     Pump enough iron, Charles Atlas would fain
     Dancing, even in the rain

     Will unleash my heart, what a thrill !
     Ask out whoever I will 
     Maybe love find, no fear
     2017 will be a very good year !

Deepskin

im scared to say that i like you
i really like, don't know what to do.
Will you care or freak out 
just like everyother girl i ask out.
but we can just be friends
someday we can be at both ends.

I want to see you, is that ok?
Maybe christmas or a sooner day
But were would i stay, when im away?

Will you parents like too!
Just as much as i like you?
Im so nervous i can't think
I just want to see you and fix that broken link.

thats part of my heart that i don't want to sink
deep into that hole of darkness
that hole of pain, that leave a stain
deep inside my heart

Our Darkest Day Is Our Last

Our Darkest Day Is The Last
Has it really came that fast?
I remember wen I was young 
Playing with friends... Just having fun
But nowadays I have new friends
Even though I know my first friendships will never end
The elementry gang has split up and went their seperate ways
But I still remember those days
From preschool to 5th grade
We hung out under the tree in the shade
I remember wen megan chipped her tooth on the gym floor
Before and after that she was the one I adored
Miranda was the toughest one of the bunch
I swear she could drop anyone with just one punch
Brett was shy and kind hearted
But he always laughed wen he farted
Alex was and always will be the true hamdenite
He lives in hamden and still patrols the streets at night
And I was just a nerd too shy to ask out the girl of my dreams
Now that I look back I just want to scream
I had a chance to make a her mine
But no I just had to be too shy and kind
I loved her and I still do
I promise you that's the truth
The final year in that old school was the most memorable for me
For near the end of the year I realized we were splitting
It was as if we all just started quitting
The last day we all went to school together was the most tragic
I couldn't take the realization... I'd had it
I went home and cried for hours
When I was done I felt like a coward
As I looked up at the sky
I asked god why
Why did we split apart?
It happened so freaking fast
But I soon realized....
Our Darkest Day is The Last

A Betrayal of Friendship

What a recent shame it's been
Tears are falling once again
Eyes are red and really swollen
After all my faith was stolen
Someone I completely trusted
With a friendship has now busted
All my dreams that we could be
Like sisters in a family
Sharing good times and the bad
Thinking it is what we had
But your act of cruelty
Smashed apart the sisterly
Union I fought so hard for
Your actions are so hard core
It sucker punched me in the gut
Opening my eyes that were shut
When did you become unloyal
To the point you had to soil
All the years I tried my best
To be someone you can invest
All your happy and sad days
But you threw that LL away
Stealing a guy you knew
I worked up the courage to
Finally ask out on a date
But you swooped in now its to late
I hope you burn in a hell fire
You're a crappy friend and liar

Premium Member With Heartfelt Appreciation To Poetry Soup and Soupers

At the age of but ten, I didn't open a lemonade stand
  I was afraid to ask my dad for permission

At the age of twenty, I was scared to ask out my honey
  I couldn't face the thought of rejection

At the age of thirty, I didn't stay in the Holy Land
  I lacked requisite faith in Israel's mission

At the age of forty, I didn't leave town upon divorcing
  I didn't quite trust my intuition

At the age of fifty, I didn't start my own school
  I didn't have the guts to follow my passion

At the age of sixty, I kept postponing health decisions
  I put my trust in hopin' and wishin'

Then on the way to retirement I joined Poetry Soup
And thanks to my new friends' kind words of nutrition
  I write poems like this--
  Of my own free will and volition

Don's Dilemma

Don’s Dilemma
I had a mate who was 30 
who had come off a farm way out west,
 never been out with a woman.
He asked me what to do next?

We talked as we belted the ball,
as we played brutal table tennis.
I said go to the café that’s all,
near the big hospital Alexandria 

 Ask out every woman,
 one of the 600, delights,
Nurses that you could like
until you get one who might
come out on a date tonight.

Don he looked like an Arab,
 but he was Italian Aussie,
the first taker, he married,
now has six kid n 5 houses.

Must have been good advice ?
Don Johnson 10-jul-11

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