Best Ex Girlfriend Poems
Little did she know, she was never "The girl"
No matter what she does, or what happens.
It was not her, it will not be her.
Those fairy times were just a mirage,
A disguise to cover his scars.
She never stopped getting hurt, how could she?
She gave him his best, still watched him choose someone else and flee.
Maybe she was his best friend but she always craved for more
Maybe he never recognised her love, they stood at a different shore.
What she had for him, he never saw, never even felt.
If only her heart could see, even the icebergs would melt.
She became his respite and he her ocean.
She actually didnt know, if it was a mistake she makes.
But at the end of the day, it was her heart that breaks.
She should move over him, for now is the time.
Her feelings will get slaughtered, there will never be a rhyme.
She did everything she could to get him over his ex-girlfriend.
Little did she show that he was falling for someone else.
Little did she know, she was never "The girl"
No matter what she does, or what happens.
In the beginning before you, there was only the desolate darkness.
Just like in the Bible, two people were created for each other.
The creation of a beautiful paradise just for you and I.
To spend our precious time together in lovely bliss forever high.
The only differences are that it ain't called Eden, I'm not Adam, you're not Eve.
And a place where evil cannot enter to taint your pure and jovial soul.
So worry not about the evil snake because I'm there to fend it off.
Your safety and sanity are my utmost priority for eternity.
God gave me full responsibility to ensure this world does not fall into calamity.
I shall share all the burden that you carry so that you can be happy.
To ensure that you and I can sustain our dream to be happy together.
Because only when you're happy then can that dream truly become our future.
For this is my holy duty as your soldier of pain.
Notes
This is a slightly modified verse from a rap I wrote (under the same title of this poem/verse) dedicated to my clinically depressed ex-girlfriend whom I loved dearly to cheer her up but ultimately made her feel worse for some reason and she broke up with me. The verse is about me trying my absolute best to protect my ex from all the pain or sadness that she may be susceptible to due to her depression as making her happy was one of my promises to her, which I failed to honor...
I'm not here for sympathy but I'm posting it here so that at least someone else can read it and hopefully enjoy it. :-)
Oh and it's not meant to be religious either since both of us are not, I just used the Bible as an inspiration for this verse.
If you want my ex girlfriend, she's up for grabs.
But if you sleep with her, you will get the Crabs.
It's possible that you may get Herpes too.
Sleeping with her is a stupid thing to do.
I caught her in bed with my cousin and I thumped her.
She sleeps with a lot of men, that's why I dumped her.
I'm giving you valuable advice so you'd better listen to me.
If you seduce my ex girlfriend, you are sure to get an STD.
(This is a fictional poem)
No one ever talks about it
it hurts
it throbs
uncomfortable
\No one knew what to say
especially when it was no longer all about them
but it was
Who have i been with?
who have you been with!!!?
the tears
pain
throbbing
thief of under
under where?
under there
All my friends were busy
Called mom yesterday we fought
My brother bout fell off the wagon
cause i want to move away if he moves near
and they're all blaming my ex
i know better
psychological torment
Im the ****
Im the whore
I blame myself as i should
serves me right
right?
so who wants a piece of this pie?
drug induced schitsoeffective
mood disorder
mentally ill
diseased
Lover Boy
all for you
Just give me more pills
Two friends left
I don't want to talk to the Angel whose ex stole my password to this site
My ex girlfriend whose room i lit on fire owes me 240 dollars for her drug debt
things are getting better
happy birthday rip off
merry Christmas debt
high and dry
Now Herpe New year
and i wept
again
stronger this time to not go over the reasons to live versus those i should die
and i laid in bed
with no one to hold
so young
people are cruel
I'm the joke dressed in suicide
just make sure you wash your hands
when you clean up after my mess
you might get infected
and then as the songs go sang by the artists
that sing about how my names are songs
I'll be the one responsible for killing all of my friends and myself after all
For the love of latex and lesions
practice safe sex
know your partners well
and remember life aint no merry go round
it can happen to you
it happened to me
and I've only been out of the funny farm
for three years
before that i was clean
before that was high school
and the nightmare i will always remember and equate with the word
DREAM
Lips that are provocative, irresistible to the kiss
Lips of an ex wife that nag, cuss and hiss
Lips that quiver at the hot tea before they slurp
Lips of the drunk that proudly burp
Lips, when a girl in a mini bends over, go Ooooh!
Lips that betray you at your wedding by saying “I do”
Lips that aid that tongue that slips
Lips that express your sadness when they pout
Lips that are bitten eventually shout out
Lips that smile
Or grimice from the pain of a pile
Red pimply lips from an ex-girlfriend you just seen
As you shout to her boyfriend “Put her down, believe me you don’t want to know where she’s been.”
Thse Mad Poety
Date: New
I bought a chair as a gift for my ex girlfriend,
but authorities won't allow me to plug it in.
I tried a sonnet
fully encouraged to write
love poems for her
*For an ex girlfriend
The Right Time: Jack Horne
When I was yours I loved you so
Seemed you did not love me
You never ever held me close
Put too much above me
I am a man we make mistakes
And you've made mistakes too
I'm glad that someone took my place
'Cause some things I can't do
I've made you laugh I've made you cry
Know you from head to feet
I left without your kiss goodbye
I tried to cut you deep
In the end when it's said and done
You will remember me
As the man you let get away
No longer hinders me
Just to make sure that there isn't any confusion,
I feel that I must make this public declaration:
Samara is and always will be My Girl.
My Girl is my term of endearment for Samara,
because she's enhanced so much of my world.
I have had many cherished moments with My Girl
that otherwise would have been spent depressed very deeply,
until that day when Samara and I met at a pub called The Levee.
I was there drinking away all my miseries,
when My Girl Samara appeared out of nowhere and saved me.
My Girl has a way of making even the biggest nobody
feel as if they were truly somebody,
and that's what My Girl did for me.
Samara is NOT my girlfriend, ex girlfriend, wife or ex wife,
My Girl is just plain and simply, sincerely and truthfully,
The Best Friend I Have Ever Had In My Life,
who is currently fighting the fight of her life.
https://www.gofundme.com/yvjnxk
I was searching for my EX-Girlfriend for three(03) day's. She just disappeared in to thin air in the blink of an eye..... I searched high and low. Everything was not left in place as usual.
Then, A couple of my friend's told me that she was caught-up, in the RAPTURE. Boy, you could imagine my dismay......
It turned out that I was wrong....Yes, she was caught-up in the RAPTURE... Only, it turned out to be, not the "Rapture" the "Rapture", But, Rapture The Nite CLUB!....AND she was caught in a police DRUG raid as part of an independent investigation!....
She had been in jail for three(03) more day's. Turn's out that she did not need an
Absolution...She needed a drink and another lawyer...
******The Moral to this story is********
Things' are not always' what they seem! Always' get your story straight! Or else,
you will be caught at the "Rapture" too......
GF
*****Note:*******
And on the seventh (07th) day, she did rest.........
This is a long lost dream story about Me and my EX-GIRL getting it back together again? Just who knows' where it will end......
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My ex-girlfriend and me
We are talking about
The possibility of getting
Married and I said that
We shall see.....
------
She asked' me if we were
Going to take lot's and lots'
Of Picture's
And I answered, yes,
But We won' be taking
Them together
------
And then She ask Me
If it would be consummated
I said yes, but, only if it came
With Tea'
GF
My car was in the shop so I rode the bus
Sat next to my ex girlfriend without a fuss
Didn't think she would talk to me
But she yakked so my ears wanted to bleed
Didn't know your cat Fluffy died
Didn't know your boyfriends parole was denied
Didn't know your mother is moving in again
Didn't know it hurts to force a grin
Didn't know you lost some weight
Didn't know on a bus there's no escape
Didn't know there's an election soon
Didn't know tonight is a full moon
Didn't know your aunt married number nine
Didn't know your credit card was declined
Didn't know you lost your rhubarb pie recipe
Didn't know you would still talk to me
Didn't know your brother married him
Didn't know you always cheated at gin
Didn't know why I avoid the bus
Didn't know so much about us
The bus stopped and I got off
She wanted my number but I had to cough
She waved bye and yelled call my phone
I said sorry left mine at home
Finally I was walking free
Hailed down a yellow taxi
What did in her did I see
Could she still like me
Didn't know I would see you
Didn't know what I would do
Didn't know I was finally over you
Didn't know but your still so cute
Didn't know I would see you
Didn't know what I would do
Didn't know I was finally over you
Didn't know but your still so cute
Age is just a number
Math just made me dumber
I felt my head getting heavier
Every time they put K and G together, the weight
After all there is a difference between growing up and growing old
That's why love is just another house on the street sold
When the buyer, is a woman at a party feeling cold
And the seller happens to have a jacket, he holds
Age is just a number, talk about love, talk about
Math all over, oh, he says let's do romantic algebra
Replace my eX girlfriend without asking Y
And to balance off the uknowns of our relationship
I'll surely try
Age is just a number
A lonely prime number, that seeks closure
In its logically impossible factors its just one
And himself
Age is is just a number
Just as cousin is just a word
And surely no wonder
We find thousands of people getting mad
In love, sometimes its sad
Thats you don't see this challenge
Is over,
And i took over
She wasnt certified by the USDA when she grew on him likes she was a colony of E.coli and he was room-temperature Canadian beef. Then started eating healthy turkey bacon then she started mistaken. When she realized she buried me in the bedroom where I, I can sing you to sleep all night.... And last night she recited every reason. Why she was so contagious when hitting on me by her love spells, got me catching vibe and connecting me by her chemistry, contagious that got me sick of her but dont wanna relieve her like an ex-girlfriend.
Do We Sleep to Dream or to Forget
Do we sleep to dream or to forget is the question I get asked a lot from my clients
Whom I council, for you see I am an unlicensed psychologist but a sarcastic psychologist at that. (Don’t tell anyone is my only disclaimer). Anyway, to answer your question about sleep, I always thought sleeping it was something everyone did like a natural reflex to shut down and detach from all the repetitive bull-crap they experienced throughout their day. I mean come on! Lets face the facts we all need to sleep even if you don’t have a bed to sleep on or in what ever never mind I said that back to the question.
I would say to the best of my knowledge and understanding that’s a common fact that not only do we dream to sleep, ah; umm I mean sleep to dream but we also sleep to forget as in that house party you had when your parents were on vacation.
Or that break up from that psychotic ex-girlfriend who was half stacker and half bipolar activist always coming up with reasons to monitor your every move. Like your work schedule, classmates, on the attendance, mid-terms, final exams and every phone number in the your contacts list in your phone, plus the number of followers and friends you have on ever social media site in existence. Or that time you and your friends got into a nightclub with fake ID’s that were poorly made and ended up getting so drunk that you forgot your own name.
So there you have it folks I would say yes we do sleep to not only dream but to forget. But don’t take my word for it no seriously don’t because you are dreaming and I am just a random voice in your head and you are most likely tripped out somewhere thinking to a licensed therapist but you’re not.
Your hangover will begin in 3,2,1 Wake up!!