Best Aswell Poems
I've had it up to here with rappers saying they have more bars than a prison
I'm sick of celebrities saying they're a bigger star than anything in the solar system
I'm tired of rappers saying their car is upset because the roof is missing
I no longer want to hear these punchlines that are average at best
That have Been overused, are there any original writers left?
I'm tired of people who use clickbait for views
I'm sick and tired of seeing a new headline of "Kim Kardashian has new Nudes"
Let me know when she wears clothes and it'll be a bigger shock
Every time a Kardashian posts a half naked Picture, take a liquor shot
And you'll be drunk and out of your mind before the hour
I'm sick of celebrities who brag about popping pills and taking white powder
Well done, you take drugs and are destroying your life, aren't you a genius?
I'm tired of the news posting stories at their own convenience
Rihanna's outfit is a bigger headline than what's happening in Palestine
I don't care about Beyonce and Jay-Z or any celebrity and their Valentine
Unless it's me dating Ariana Grande, tell her I'll love her forever
I went off topic to mention my dream girl for good measure
I'm tired of girls saying "I don't know" when you ask them where they want to eat
So you suggest places, then they say "not there" woman, choose now before I leave
I'm sick and tired of writers rhyming you with true aswell as Heart with apart
I listen to everything everyone says, take a few gems, the rest I disregard
I've had it up to here with new rappers calling themselves the New Tupac
I'm sick of the news and media who post stories but remove facts
Because they don't give a damn about the tragedy as long as they get paid
I'm tired of talentless people getting famous from leaking their sex tape
I'm tired of people saying they could care less when they mean they couldn't
I'm tired of couples breaking up and getting back together the next day
I'm done I've got nothing more to share
I'm just venting because I've had it up to here
Categories:
aswell, celebrity, fun, funny, rap,
Form:
Free verse
If need be Norbert you could now
The asphyx of my flowers plough-
The silence of your boom aswell
Would hyde within my tree so well.
And in this ill of looking glass
As is assumed to all that pass,
I’d reach inside my top and cry,
‘Oh Leary, what a thing am I?’
Categories:
aswell, nonsense,
Form:
Rhyme
I've been ill with this flu for about a week
Funny how my cough gets worse just as I'm about to sleep
I'm laying in bed with nothing else to do
I may aswell write a poem about being ill with the flu
We all get it at some point in the year no one is immune
You can try to avoid it, but you'll get it soon
It starts off with a snuffy nose, temperature and feeling weak
You'll be lucky if you can go more than a few hours without needing to sneeze
You'll be hot one minute and cold the next
You'll have to take time off work and use it to rest
You can't eat as you don't have an appetite
You'll cough so much your ribs will hurt and you'll have watering eyes
As a man I always have women fell me that man flu isn't real
They just don't understand that men get it worse and take longer to heal
Go to a scientist and they'll tell you that man flu is a real thing
Look at it like a game of chess, the Queen needs to protect the king
I tend to get the flu every year once October hits
Give it another week or so and I'll be over it
Rest and take it easy is all that I can do
I wrote this poem for fun because we all know what it's like to have the flu
Categories:
aswell, fun, funny, hilarious, sick,
Form:
Free verse
The devil's in my room and he's speaking to me
I'm supposed to just swallow what he's feeding to me
Let me tell you what he said
I'll keep you company when you don't have the strength to leave bed
I'll be the reason you can't drop to sleep when you lie down
All those so called friends, where are they right now
Quit being emotional, or I'll give you something to cry about
You pushed everyone away, so it's just me
You'll only hurt yourself if you try to push me
I've been with you since you were 14 Alex, You should trust me
You've been free from self-harm for too long, once again you need to become friends with the knife
Who's going to care if you finish up ending your life?
Go ahead, Just take one cut with the blade and you can mend tonight
That's all it will take for you to stop losing sleep
You may aswell, your poetry isn't as good as it used to be
Every poem is the same "Blah Blah blah, I'm tired of depression abusing me"
You should respect me instead of attacking me, it's always been you and me
You mention my name on every page that you write
When all your relationships went wrong, I was the one who stayed by your side
I paid visits to you when you were in care,where was your mum at?
Drinking with your dad, and he's dead now and can't come back
But he didn't even want you when he was alive
Yet you take it out on me, when I've always been by your side
Bipolar is my brother, and you're upset I let him get to know you
Then I introduced you to my sister anxiety
This family was supposed to deal with everything privately
You blame us, But it was you who exposed you
The devil is depression and he's speaking to me
Said anywhere I go, he'll be leaving with me
Categories:
aswell, dark, deep, depression, emotions,
Form:
Free verse
Do you have any idea how much material your entire being holds?
I'm not talking about the materialistic (of the world) things many have their fingers tightly gripped on second by second... Moreso....
You are one glorious stretch of canvas, rolled out into different sections.
Your mind; a base for all magical flow you could possibly salvage from one place in thought, which lead to the creation station- Your Hands; these then work with the constant attention from your visual display palace- Your Eyes; allowing all things to collide and combine in a beautiful mash of the initial magic that the mind created....
and Your Feet; your mobile assistants that carry you to all the points you need to travel to.
Moment by moment, we are in constant soul rebirth, with this our material is constantly renewed and made clean. Creating a whole new vast space for you to splash your burst of colour and divine spirals of reality upon.
We are all artirsts in some way. In some expression.
The canvas has always been here.... choose to create a master piece!
Categories:
aswell, art, beautiful, color, creation,
Form:
Personification
once before humans walked the earth. before Adam and Eve before the trees and the air we breathe there was one. one physical body with four legs four arms and two heads as well as one soul accompanied by one heart. as full of love and self as they could be. they challenged thy who brought to life and for that they were once cursed cursed by zeus chained apart. as full as they once were they were henceforth two souls. two bodies of flesh two bodies with a pulse with veins and a heartbeat cursed to roam the earth in search for the other. in search for acceptance as to be un-judgedly vulnerable and naked with each-other without the air and noise they had grown to know an as a “society” yet they walked the earth with a sparkling glowing desire. the desire soon turned into hope yet even when their prayers were answered they found themselves unfulfilled. soon the power of evil came into their hearts as quickly as the love for each-other. the greeding aswell as lust the undying urge to be unholy too once go back to how they were. fulfilled yet it seemed no matter how much they laughed and cried and learned they would never be one. no matter how much they yearned for the other to be sewn back together their prayers went unanswered no matter how much their bodies met in a orgasmic rush they were never one. as manic as one gets when they’re prayers are never received they soon hoped their deaths would bring them together. that the holy feeling of death as their blood poured and spilled into the others that hope their blood would become one as it rushed together was nevertheless just hope. as they bleed they soon became to realize they would never be whole again as they stared into the others soon to be motionless eyes they soon came to the realization this was their curse. their souls to be tarnished unholy and unfinished. to be chained away from each other for all of eternity just for greed over the gods. this was forever the mortals of earths curse
Categories:
aswell, absence, angst, betrayal, blessing,
Form:
Free verse
It's time we spread love in the world, I'm tired of the hate
We need to embrace different cultures instead of hating people over their race
No one is more important, we're all equal
We need to come together because we're all people
Black, white, Asian, Pink, Green, I don't care what colour you are
I don't judge people on their race, I judge them on their heart
Black lives matter, Cops taking lives of innocent people and getting away with it
I refuse to be silent, We're all equal, so we should all support each other and have a say in it
The cops should be put on death row
A life for a life, they don't deserve to live, when they took the life of an innocent person who didn't deserve to go
If you blame all Muslims because of a few terrorists, you may aswell blame all white people for Jimmy Saville
Be nice to everyone because we're all fighting battles
I was always left out of things because I was never cool enough
If you blame all Muslims for a few terrorists, then all white people are to blame because a white kid shot a school up
I hate stereotypes and the hate the world shows to people because of their race or beliefs
If you judge people on the colour of their skin, then in your life isn't a place I'll be
You always order a kebab and curry when you're hungry
But you disrespect the people who make them and their home country
You're the worst kind of hypocrite
I speak on the subjects that the government are quick to skip
There's bad in every race, but there's more good
You're an idiot if you hate a whole race based off the actions from a few people
I don't care about the colour of your skin, in my heart there's nothing but love
White, black, Asian, green, blue, we're all equal
It's time we spread love in the world, I'm tired of the hate
We need to embrace different cultures instead of hating people over their race
No one is more important, we're all equal
We need to come together because we're all people
Categories:
aswell, community, deep, discrimination, encouraging,
Form:
Free verse
I'm done with the pain you have caused me in my heart
I'm done crying these tears for you since you are not worth my time
I'm done trying with false love to ever be happy with it
I might aswell find an underwater cave to hide in
I am done listening to you tell me every lie in the book
I am done trusting you with my only heart in my chest beating
I may not look like a lovable woman but i really am one
I may not be you're cup of tea but i am someones hot coffee
I will no longer let you into my heart as you have destroyed it
I have never felt any pain like this in a long time
I hate that you made me fall for you just so you could damage my heart
I'm done ever trying to love again for you have ruined me completely.
Categories:
aswell, anxiety, boyfriend, dark, dedication,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Behind your earlobe there was a birthmark that had the shape of palestine
But they taught you in there that it was called israel
In the hearth of your chest lied a heart full of vitriol
Out of your choice they altered your pulse, degraded your work
they treated your sixty beats as the clock ticking away sixty seconds
They manifested you as a clockwork
You sought the sabbath like a reaper
sought the harvest
All of your zest was sucked out
To fuel their comedown machine with it
They enforced you to live behind the doors
To love a country that was never yours
Ought to learn the rules of a game you loathe
Ought to learn crescendo and decrescendo , both
On a monday , i peered through my window and found you burning your paintings , your art
The art that made me fall for you like the snow fell on everest , didnt they teach you that too?
Snow fell on the havocked cielings of the kids of indochina too ,yet you never knew
The next week you were hypnotised by your mother's gramaphone's blues
Immobilized in your second prison awaiting divine intervention or cues
On wednesday clamor rose in your cell and into your cells
Both of your parents , ignited coals but luckily cathedral bells
Covered your yelps
I saw you from a nigh distance
As the one between helsinki and tallin you knew from the geography book you were blandly eyeing
You had a globe but your thoughts were never airborne
You had a soul but you deemed it way fainter than the infamous coals you stared at
Thursday morning i resumed my ritual but you changed your entire course , mine aswell
Your books towered beneath your feet
Which hung limply in the air
Your birthmark was covered with the noose you tied around your head
The geography book became your execution platform
The thing was , i had the exact same book
And im about to ensue you but first let me burn my poems.
Categories:
aswell, anxiety, books, child abuse,
Form:
ABC
MAY YOUR BREATH BE LIKE THE WIND,
THAT BLOWS ACROSS THE SEAS. AND LIKE THE
WIND THAT DESTROYS THE VINES OF AGGRESSION,
THE VNES OF OPPRESSION, AND THE ROOTS OF THOSE VINES
THAT CONTINUE TO ENLARGE INJUSTICE.
THEN. LET THIS TRUE WIND, BE ALSO KNOWN FOR ITS
WARMTH AND COMFORT, ASWELL.
Categories:
aswell, adventure
Form:
i dont understand
and i dont get
why my life
is hard to fit
fit with other
fit inside
fit in school
fit other wise
its hard to be me
and no one gets me
might aswell leave
for i am just a rare disease
no one has heard of
no one has seen
no one has never meet me
a guy with no page
no beginning
no end
no one knows
until you get
get into my shoes
get into my brain
then you will see the shadows
were i see the remain
of all lost
the good the bad
the people who have a chance
but never fit in at least
they stay back and relax
watch the world go by
no word or phrase said
until some one notices
and make a statement
"how are you doing,
why arent you out there"
cause i am not good enough
like many others said
so i live behind
the shadows and veins
no one sees or hears me
only gets advice from me
but they dont help
or let me fit in
just help themselves
and let no one else in
that is society
live or betray
become one
or become nothing
that is why so many leave
leave their lifes behind
down in the ground
cause the cant fit in
with out others making a sound
commenting and asking
making fun or betraying
this is society
but i would make my own thing
i would live in the shadow
but make a master piece
of all the people
who dont see me
Categories:
aswell, bullying, care, change,
Form:
.Give me extra strength, to the love in my heart
to deal with absence,when we are apart
the distance be close,but feelings so strong
i don`t care who says what`s right and what`s wrong.
For i am intact with emotional ties
the little things in life,do make me cry
aswell as the tragedys,throughout our land
to beggars,homeless holding out a hand.
Paul Beadnall;
Sponsor Brian Strand
Contest Name TWO TO FOURTEEN any theme/form MAX 14 lines
Categories:
aswell, caregiving, life, me,
Form:
Rhyme
'Play back that sound',she explained with bitterness,
'What's wrong?',I questioned,
I found out that she was severally harrassed at a conference,
"He won't be entertained by any room with his proposal",as she envisioned,
Just sitting on the bed,I jinggled overtone,
Did questioned me for such unpleasant tone,
But my answer comes unfold,
Making her look silly,I broke into laughter,
'So you're happy of yourself not being caring',
she kept on exclaiming my name aswell,
"......alright,please let me know frankly for now if I'm not your class girl,
"After all,I can guess you've gotten a new lover in there",
On aboard,I felt pictures of funny and amusing statement as she said,
Being the focal point,I replied as such to her,
"Kindly make me proud beautiful lady as the day goes by,
...only on the goal of accepting those proposals from that beloved guy" ,
'Thanks to God we're no more as lovers',that was her voice,
"....be in search of me never from anyone now onwards",
she added such a subtle context,
Ever since we met as friends was there a moment I said to her about a precept,
"My love for you is of God's unconditional love,
Don't set on sexual segregation",
Thoughtfully,diligence wasn't tactfully highlighted by her intention,
Beneath the bowl's cover,she grabbed that portion as merely,
In as much as she went ahead throwing jabs at me,
A vital integration against her module of thinking set in,
But her promiscuous attitude never scored her sence of dignity,
Proving my kind,made her go bananas,
"Fool,stupid guy......you!"
Vomited out all these to me with contempt,
Preventing alienation and imperialism,
I gave her a dose of self repent,
'Don't be as a Muppet organism',
Adding this tuned her into a groaning lion,
As time went on from the tick of grumble,
Shame unto you dearly,
....huuuu...our love is inseperable',
she said with densely,
Putting on a tortured garment,
I became less feisty before a firmament,
Grooving within this scope,
she spotted my vibes but never killed a coach,
It was all a dream!
Categories:
aswell, allegory,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
I used to have to do that thing you know
Children should be seen and not heard
Know your place your still young
Dont you say a word
Couldn't understand any of this
Yet it became a default of mine
So when danger came wandering
I did not know what to say except Im fine
So scared to speak to anyone
Too busy you always say
Was that man supposed to touch me
Didn't seem quite right that day
Yet everyone around me
Doesnt see my plight
So I pretend it hasn't happened
And when you appear next time
Ill pretend I'm sleeping
And hope you pass on by
Dear Grandad I hope this hurts
As in your grave you rot
For stealing my childhood
For the me time lost- to the me you forgot
Yet I blame them aswell as you
They always knew you were bad
So when I lay blame at your door
I get so very emotional and sad
As everyone of them forgot me
Thought I was ok
Just because I faked a smile
Went out pretending to play
Then I forgot what you did
Till I was of age
Now I have to write it down
As its too painful to say
So if you hear your children
Dont repeat that saying of old
Its wrong and its not valuable
To make your child feel so very cold
Categories:
aswell, abuse, angst, child, child
Form:
Rhyme
IN My days of school I remember what my teacher has said,,
"Pray for them as for you."
"Think for them as for you."
"Wish for them as for you."
"Feel for them as for you."
I Remember aswell what he said,thereafter:
"There is HEREAFTER"
Throw away these frozen boots,
look after every kid & kin,
love every young & old,
live upto what they say,,,
life is full of wonders ,made of promises.
Every yesterday is forgotten,
Every tommorow is myth,,untill it ain"t today.
FOrget everything and not your roots
throw away everything and not your BOOTS.
#R_remember# *R--respect*
#U_understand# *O--otherwise*
#S_sense# *O--owls*
#T_trust# *T--talk*
#E_entitle# *S--sensible*
#D_discover#
Categories:
aswell, allusion, analogy, anger, poetry,
Form:
Free verse