Best Celeb Poems
A fly on the wall sees nothing at all
apart from the dung on which it will crawl.
But people will say I wish I were so,
then they could know what others don’t know.
Stare at the grifters, the losers, the cheats
while sitting quite still and sucking some sweets.
For life on a wall that is not your own
is palpably simple, when mud’s to be thrown.
But now we’re ALL flies caught in the wide web,
watch twenty-four seven our chosen celeb.
Oh, damn, I get it, nowhowbrownsowcow-----that it's to be accepted on this site you need to be
the FATTED cow. Low of intellect, yet high on countenance, high on payment
and low on quality! Please forgive my lowly louse langiuse as I plead my
pleb pirrah poetic case in cause $$$$ celeb. RFR? do u take up the capitalistic
crotch clause that payment is prose promised to a clueless culture climaxing in
its own caustic circumsized circus?
Such fecal findings from finger felonies, that use wish words for regal for the future rangling rights to the right rear-renderings, renditions,
thusly l navel nauseous neverthelesses negatings, awkard thimble thoughts.
Try and
get a regal rectal, sorry, reckoning of an inter-rational corporeal capacitical concept of a before u igno/after gnoi and a post graduated spiroscape initiate yours after our
psuedo poetic prowess, upon this site-------swells free of charge if u have half brain
and your wallet in awash in ego endless endeavors that u unengage in urine
intrepid word worn passages of I think I can, when u really can't sorry u suck,
and retry your gloomy gumption as to the positve **** retention given cause u r a
paid prosti soup sister,broth brother, no talent intended. Dreams given an expired
expertise that end clauses into a missed used muse of integral ignorant id
intentions. Sorry for our/your word worn wishful wisdom and not my fault that I can
crea command anall allowance of alphalbet antiques, amiable and accountable in all
annotomical acquired acquatinaces' as you try and make memorable in and of you
sorry, silly, shallow, socialized self, again
no pun intended. Ridicule not want not with not why not get not not. Prelude
your relative innane imagary and sequester your inability to that which is stiffled
well within and garb your you grievance by the gonads, look interpresent and fail
follow yourcreep mismatched mirror of what u compel that works. Call me, I'll tell u
what's what that's that, it's it, nots not and snot is snot. Go blow.
Americans, Algerians, Australian aborigines,
Corrupt leaders of the world involved in illegal activities.
Bloodthirsty bullies brazenly bombing bystanders,
Militaries full of corrupt army commanders.
Charities for children, carers in communities,
Third world countries deprived of equal opportunities.
Doctors, dentists, drugs, disability and depression,
An angry generation full of negative aggression.
Evil egotistic eejits entering elections,
Profiteering politicians with the right connections.
Foul mouthed fools fighting over fossil fuels,
Crooked government clowns creating their own rules.
Greedy gangs gambling, goons glamorising globalisation,
A sad and unfair planet, full of frustration.
History of horrific holocausts, hate crimes, hard times,
Skull and bones, secret societies, illuminati hand signs.
Isolation, intimidation, immigration, inaccurate information,
Hiroshima and Nagasaki still suffer from radiation.
Judge and jury, jam-packed jail cells,
Relentless rebels not doing it for the medals.
Kalashnikov culture, killers keep killing,
The reality of climate change is extremely chilling.
Lame loud mouthed liars living in luxury,
Corrupt politicians should be in custody.
Microchips, machine guns, military madness in the Middle East,
The rich get richer while homelessness continues to increase.
NASA, NATO, new world order, negative nonsense,
Celebrating Columbus Day, do they have any conscience?
Outrageous organisations occupying oil fields,
Double dealing leaders involved in shady deals.
Pitiful pessimists publishing pointless propaganda,
While aids and malaria increases in Uganda.
Quality over quantity or quantity over quality,
An overused phrase that’s used too commonly.
Radicals rallying, ready for revolution,
Air, water, soil and radioactive pollution.
Sick, sadistic sinners selfishly selling slaves,
Fredrick Douglass must be turning in his grave.
Terrible terrorists taking over territories,
Religious beliefs still creating enemies.
Unconscious unkind useless United Nations,
CNN plus Fox News equals bias news stations.
Various victims viciously victimised,
Deadly missiles falling from the skies.
Wars, weapons, whistles blowers on the World Wide Web,
While others sell their souls just to become a celeb.
GAZA 2014
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world’s celeb
rated triage.
Cut through
the curt
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k at the bipeds
on the other
side and the end-
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22 Aug 2014.
How popular and loved are you?
I'm not talking the passed by wanna be's,
or those who give you hugs when they see you.
Forget about the ones who call themselves your friends,
while they texted you once in the past seven days if they even tex ted.
You have more than thousand friends on facebook even more twitter followers,
how many can you call when you out of bread,
forget about the taxi fee when the month is dark.
How many who actually follow you in real life,
forget about those you bbm and send your naked pictures to,
how many who whatsapp you,
facebook you without seeing your status updates?
forgive me if I'm being paranoid or insensitive.
they say you are the twerleb, a celeb that is dating Caleb
but what we see, self hate human being, who post selfies
that describe the life would you desire.
They say your tweet said " clubbing tonight"
while you were busy cutting yourself under the bed today.
Your friends used to be,
are posting picture of their families,
some selfies of their resent boyfriends named Tim,
and you still busy posting edited jokes about people,
how lonely can it get?
How lonely are you?
Maybe you don't need any of that,
maybe all you need is family love,
I may not be the smartest,
but I have shoulders to give,
I have tissues to wipe away your tears,
because I am your family.
we are here for you
Cynosure
Umm..cynosure... what does that mean?
Oh yes, I see...something supreme.
Like dignitary, celeb, sight;
a focal point, or nucleus.
A stunner, prodigy, limelight,
a treasure, magnate, omphalos.
A hero, luminary, ace,
centrality, big gun, big name.
A famous person, worthy place,
or major leaguer of some fame.
A star, a personality;
a spotlight, center of it all.
Exemplar and epitome;
an archetype, original.
Top brass, top dog, a spectacle,
a wonderment or quintessence.
An act of God, a miracle;
immortal, beauty, eminence.
Umm...cynosure...now understood.
To me, it means...superbly good.
Sandra M. Haight
~3rd Place~
Premiere Contest: Cynosure
Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron
Judged: 07/01/2016
Celeb
No sooner does a Celeb opens his closed lips
Than eager pens poise to ooze ink from tips!
Such is the woe and pain for my brother Caleb
Who’s a reviled, demeaned and stalked Celeb!!
Whatever he utters is perceived as controversy
While ruthless stalking gives Caleb no privacy?!
With garrulous chaps, when reviled or railed,
Noblese oblige is a cross on which he’s nailed.
They pounce for taking breather showing face
Moving off, Camera Men begin a Chevy Chase-
Has he any peace? Will he not in public do sex-
Denied liberty by every keen eye’s sharp reflex?
His dress they scrutinise, and call it funky style
His taste they sample and give it a cold smile:
Vile ink daubs all publications with acerbic scorn;
Either: “archaic dress” or “contagious ****!”
Dress! The worst that meets a Celeb with vile
Wretch in rugs joins despicable rank and file
At pelting and at condemnation of our Lady Gaga
Who with either style of dress is labelled gaga!!
So they give a relentless chase of the racy tail
Dailies and some other loud and sneaky Mail
While Fashion flows as tresses of an eager Clown
Dancing a scary plague out of a diseased town!!
All that they do or what they take into account
Is always a deplorable and a deficient account:
A Celeb is a sweet Orange treated like a lemon
Or, Saint condemned like a wandering demon!
JM
05th December 2013
Silk and light double glades of beauty on a wire of thin
I cannot help but wonder how long it took him to spin
this singular string of intricate structure, this web
Early morning sips , the air brushes my rousing cheek
as the sun yawns out I observe softly, but do not speak
this natural fibre of ancient wisdom still hasn't ebbed
its incandescent firey blaze is a mirage a shaft of light
the remnant of a spider still attached from yester night
this arachnid wanderer of dawn by morning's celeb,
has captured my imagination and my inquisitive mind
this creature of weave has me, vaguely entwined...
Sponsor Mark Toney
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It's days like these that we wonder why?
Such a talented pop artist had to die-
Rushed by the sad news bombarding the web
We wonder with sadness what really happened to this celeb-
Our hearts beat a little slower tonight
While listening to the touching lyrics he loved to write
Music poured out of his soul
and boy could he play the guitar out of control
An inspiration to so many producers, writers and singers
His music will always forever deeply linger
Rest in Peace
PRINCE
Rest in the beautiful "Purple Rain" where there is no more earthly pain-
Drive off in your "Little Red Corvette" to where the sun never sets
Rest in the "Kiss" like a promise never to miss-
Rest "When Doves Cry" up- up -up in the sky-
Rest in Peace
PRINCE
So here I am again
in redundancy I'll say hello
living life behind this screen
dreaming of a world most obscene
I wait, eager for response
Clicking refresh once more
My world inside a spider's web
in this fantasy I'm still no celeb
I can hear the sound of keystrokes
breaking the silence of a lost voice
Speaking only in the form of text
This part of me the world rejects
I'm at wits end words falling loose
and landing upon so bright a screen
breaking away the ever growing darkness
as my existence fades into evanescence
I'll take only this brief moment here
and wish those of you I remember farewell
For as this night descends to black
It is time that my real life is taken back
Welcome to the new millennium
Seven years in the making.
Forever forsaking.
Every year touted as the last one on earth
Yet we all know the worth
Of a dollar.
Holler if you hear someone knocking
On heavens door.
No one lives there any more.
We bury our ineptitude in Prozac
Leaving a chemtrail of excuses
For a meager existence.
Ya we got a persistence
Stuck tight to our convictions
All kinds of strange fictions
We can relate to.
Take two.
We wanna make an easy living
And we ain’t forgiving no one their ways
If they’re different from ours.
Mars is looking pretty good from here.
Nasa’s fear for the final escape from hell.
Oh well, I figure we’re better off without them
Let the Baptists shout them off and out a here.
How about a beer?
We have planning to do for after the fall
Damn prince is late for the ball
Again.
Men.
Third time then.
Had some ideas the sixties lost
In the purple haze that cost
Jimmy and Janice that open door
The gratefully dead rise once more
And walk among us for commercial benefit
A one hit one hit, never hurt a bit.
Even cowgirls get the blues
Just looking at all the used to’s.
Like clean water and air.
Really not fair
To the next generation.
What nation started the wars
And the what ifs and what fors
Mean nothing much
So out of touch
With our roots of empathy
Even the score
Take four.
Sugar plum fairies spun a new one
And LA went glitter. Get a baby sitter
We’re going for a ramble
A gamble, lose our homeland
To the security of perpetual debt
In the casinos of the golden carrot
Walmart shoppers
And show stoppers
Of celeb status
Getting at us
With attitude meant to be rude,
Exclude, ridiculed, died in the nude
Don’t mean to intrude,
but
Good company
Is so hard to come by
Buried like Pompeii
Wrapped in our denial
All the while
Our ship is sinking
And all the thinking
Hasn’t changed a lot.
All we got in the final analysis
is this.
Do unto others.
We’re all sisters and brothers
All nations
All our relations.
Do you ever wonder if you're alone?
We're simply here in a world of "unknown"
Do you ever walk miles just to hear your steps?
Going on journeys and missions --- but never actually finishing a project?
Always second-guessing --- always second-best
Or think you know it all --- but everyone's unimpressed?
Or try to do your own thing and get caught in someone else's web
Then all of a sudden, you're no longer a celeb
The world takes it's natural turn and everyone has bad days
Wondering how in your life right now --- you'll end up pulling out of this phase?
The funk I've been in is breaking inside of my heart
But I stick it out and bear with it --- until it decides to depart
So many thoughts are scattered inside my brain
Concentrating on the falling warm rain
I take a deep breath and I try to start over once again insane
Until I am forever free from this created ball and chain...
An idol thought ...
A pair of worn gym shoes was sold for $1.47 million
Those appraised, prized puppies
were formerly Space toe Jam possessed
by a famous athlete
Bet cha’ that wealthy person ain’t buying
a pair of used, musty sneakers
of skid row quality
A dumpster sale item,
which once belonged on the po’ feet
of a homeless, societal discard
That bum rubber smell
won’t Fido fetch
a fraction of the celeb garage sale price
It Scholl must-y be garbage nice
to be so stinkin’ rich
Getting good foot-to-fanny finance advice
Mmm Oblongata observation of the auction absurd
10-26-21
When is it they get to the place that is 'too far'?
When do they know that they've lost the essence of who they are?
Do you think they deserve what they get?
Do you think they don't really care?
Does money, power, fame pay for itself?
Do we laugh and ridicule them for being them?
I ask myself the question: do they deserve pity?
Do they deserve respect?
Some do, some don't, some did Some didn't.
The smile doesn't dazzle like it did.
The name doesn't get the full attention it once had.
The days turn from the excitement of now to the excitement of 'once been'
Older now, do they fade faster than the rest of us?
It must be like losing twice,
Dying twice!
Fame and fortune, what a sacrifice?
In the end they fall back on themselves.
Their alter ego remains a living ghost who deserted overnight!
Age, looks, respect!
That's not me in the mirror.....what a god damn sight?
Gone.
Now an alien living in their skin?
Someone else there that they blocked from memory,
Someone they used to be!
Back to the track of reality!
You had your time in the sun.
You had your time in the fame.
You had a place in the game.
Now why feel ashamed?
Can you face the cold dark of reality?
Can you remember your life, yourself, you.....celebrity?
On a lighter note,
The news just broke,
A famous babe seen with a bloke,
Came out of a pub
Or maybe a club,
Slipped in the mud,
Climbed into a taxi
And flashed her knickers
At the paperazzi!!!