Best Dumped Poems
It’s a smooth and tasty way to get high.
Try my distillation of mash made from corn and rye.
I make it from my family’s secret recipe.
The only one who knows about it is me.
The stuff comes out of my trusty hidden still.
I have it standing in the woods on top of the hill.
My woman did something that made me mad as hell.
She took the last batch I made, and dumped it into the well.
Soon, gathered around the well was a big crowd.
My neighbors were laughing and singing out loud.
There were old folks and little children staggering along the lane.
It did not seem like any of them was feeling pain.
Nobody else in the vicinity readily understood
why the water in the well was tasting so good.
The aircraft landed in Nigeria,
The day, 27th December, year 2018
And the airport taxi brought him home,
Mornings and afternoon's
Filled with sounds and sunshine
Amongst the family.
The affluent splendor of his foreign accent herald the days
Yuletide season! He's come from abroad, well, Europe.
* *
As the dying day dies beautifully
In the tender glow of the evening,
The hope of an epitome of the African beauty
Rose gracefully from its catacomb.
She is a lovely maiden
that looks good in a broken mirror,
Oblivious of an awful and implacable approach of doom,
She craves money and an abroad based dude for a groom.
* *
Tall and handsome like an actor
Was the deceitful Casanova.
The village stream paved the fate of their meeting,
Like magic, her heart paused for him,
Cellular numbers exchanged,
Undying love promised,
Later, three dollars and a one dollar sweater,
Lip gloss, perfume and skirt given,
Her day , made worthwhile.
* *
Driven in a Venza car,
To a home far away from home,
Bottles of Fanta, Galla and stories for compliment,
Minutes were spent , the bar and hours in room.
Her caring local boyfriend now a heap of rub-bish,
She wiggles as the iPhone
Pictures her worthless frame,
Little does she know, it'll be deleted soon.
* *
The day, 2nd January, year 2019
Maintained the ceaseless onflow of time,
"I came back from UK, to this village, to marry a wife, you my perfect choice"
Lie old as time,
Sinking deep in her heart like steel thrown in an ocean
Words made her legs wide,
Gonorrhea, syphilis and chlamydia infested,
Chill of the night, he left for UK,
Memories of her forgotten,
Too cheap a girl she was
Sadly, all which glitters ain't diamond.
She was fooled, used, dumped,
Impregnated and broken,
Now she means nothing to him, she was
Only filling the blank
Left for a white abroad woman.
A Stewart Annie Everestus's poems © 2009
To all the women that dumped me over the years
I got something to tell you that will shed tears
When I go down there
I don’t come up for air
Cause I learned to breathe through me ears
One day, one of our daily papers carried a story about a teenage girl who
dumped a baby;after carrying the baby for nine months in her womb.
And nowadays,it is common for teenagers to throw their babies in pit latrines,
drainage,and rubbish sites;
Why acting in such a manner when barren women are cying for babies and
orphanages are around us?
My ex broke my heart and left me a Dear John note.
Surprisingly I took it very well and just let her go,
after I tied that note to a brick and threw it through her window.
On my ex-nothing birthday
my next-nothing dumped me
Oh vicious coincidences!
I know not which I am more tired of
exes or nothings
(or ice holes?)
or coincidences
or things
or
or
just all together
nexts
22.06.2016
I give advice that helps people get out of relationships that are bad.
When my advice gets you dumped, you will be grateful and glad.
The best way to get dumped is to go three months without bathing.
Your companion will bust down the door to get away because you'll be scathing.
Another good way to get dumped is by picking your nose.
If that doesn't work, ask them to take off their clothes.
A sure way to get dumped is to say that you have herpes.
Nothing makes a person run faster than a venereal disease.
It's awful when we have bad relationships that we're stuck in.
But if you take my advice, you will be single again.
once, you promised me everything
my heart smiles with the love you bring
the song of love we used to sing
twice you tried, thrice i got nothing
i know we're not Barbie and Ken
promises made to be broken
and hearts given, these hearts taken
these hearts taken to be broken
we sail for a thousand reasons
as we answer many questions
we go to different directions
and then we take different actions
Last night she called,
I picked quickly
"Hey darling" cold voice whispered
"Yes dear" amorously I wanted to get her aligned
"How have you been?
"You know I've missed you" she continued with a wild rage.
I stressed how I missed her too,
And how I wish we were here as two
Hilariously, I let her hear my funny voice, flowing off romance __
with sweet words, flattered, I thrashed my sins
In silence... awhile, she called my name twice
scooped my mind, and tossed off ears
"Bob,. .. .Bob......."no
In boldness manner, weird atmosphere with strange
I stretched my chest so wide, and breathed so fast
Body became so weak, legs too, what could it be?
Then I asked her to speak out, what may, she's sayin'...
"Your love is not enough" she burst out
Before I even asked, shocked!
Her voice sounding like she's done, and nailed__
her statement stamped "it's over", confirmed case.
As I was still madly shocked, groomy face
The surprise caged me, she cut off the phone.
I couldn't figure it out, thought it was a dreaming zone
- stood for minutes, frozen up in mind
My eyes turned watery red,
face in flaming end.
How could she say it that way,
I didn't know, a bird that totally immersed in love could still run away
Some one ever told me, we did it better,
but for real, that was never sweet as butter
i felt like rubbish, and I've been crapped -
Uhmm totally dumped.
Depression is something I pronounce, by intent, because by sense I'm referred to none.
...............
.........to be continued.....
Bob Kasiita ??
#poetry
#rhyme
#story
Everyone kept asking, "who was she? "
I said, " The one who kept ignoring me"
Each day without you seemed so long
I never understood what I did wrong
Then later I saw you with another boy
Never would I have guessed I would be treated as a toy
Years later I see you sitting in a bar
You would never understand how deep you left a scar.
There was an accomplished agile plumber,
he could screw nut in bolt in deep slumber.
Wife felt his spanner placed right,
drove her sleep away each night.
She dumped him, reason he didn’t remember.
January 5, 2019.
Syllable count : 10/10/7/7/10
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Was the Christmas tree left?
Dumped? Or gently placed?
No one knew, for elves are sneaky.
They wanted the animals to wonder.
The owl flew down for a closer look.
The deer and the fox blinked at each other.
Could they maintain a civil air?
The rabbit hopped over to declare “placed”.
Raccoon kept silent, looking at the pretty decorations.
If they needed to un-decorate it, he would be their pigeon.
The elves giggled, reading the animals’ thoughts.
“Get back up here!” Santa declared over their walkie-talkie.
The angry young man was dump
When he stole his girl friend's red pumps
He struted and swagged
Realized he's been tagged
As a cross dresser and a lame chump
At the city dump discarded parts of the once needed
will forever speak to our lack of self-awareness
A turned over land is built on artifacts
the future will have no name for
Plastic trees will thrive between disposable bones
We will be put away beneath our own food mountains
The land will-fill it will remember nothing gotten
or worshiped at that sacred site we once knew as Walmart
Seems like we got dumped on today
Between 20 and 30 cm forecasters say
Had it easy so far
Blessed our lucky stars
Welcome to spring bright sun every day