Best Genie Poems
I come in a pretty bottle
But no I’m not a Genie
Yet I can promise big problems
For a time will feel teeny
I’ve been called liquid courage
I’m really the refuge of the weak
If you lack confidence darling
You will no longer feel meek
You might start out laughing
Until the tears dilute your beer
If only you had avoided me
You wouldn’t find yourself here
Unlike a magic Genie
I offer you no wishes times three
Have another bottle of tequila
So you can live inside me
I love how you caress me
As I slip past your lips
You can feel me warm you
From your head to your hips
Minutes to hours
The years all sipped away
You are obsessed with me darling
and for me that’s AOK
In time I’ll replace your family
Take your job and your home
Still some stranger will join you
Because who likes to drink alone
Want is my weapon
The bottle is my perfect trap
You are welcome any time lover
You just have to remove the cap
Genie, I admit that I cannot believe it or conceive it,
and feel quite sure I must be dreaming or scheming it.
To submit, let me get and put on my serious britches,
convince myself your realness seeks my three wishes:
May everyone under earth’s same sun, in this world,
let the brother and sister truism be hence unfurled.
May race and gender issues lose all evident grasp
and individualism become mankind’s relevant task.
Last, render peace as universally urged, preferred,
and conferred with its splendor forever incurred.
All and all, dear genie, if you grant such wishes to me,
I believe Eden’s freedom may return for all to see.
I'm a girl Of Hundred Wishes,
Will you grant me all these wishes?
May all my dreams come true,
Aladdin.I'm glad,I have
a share Of Your Lamp too.
I'm a girl Of Hundred Wishes,
Sweep my floor and Wash my dishes!,
Bake my cakes, in the oven too.
Go to Work,Back Home ironing,
Doing Laundry,Cooking Stew,
Is that much to ask Of You?
Dear Genie,Much more chores to do.
I'm a girl Of Hundred Wishes,
Roby Williams singing for me,
Enrique Inglesias, is Here too,
Richard Gere and George Clooney,
Minnie's land and Looney tooney,
all around me in a circle,Lamp Of Genie,
Full Of Dreams come true.
I'm a girl of Hundred wishes,
Chocolate Ripple ,so delicious,
Whilst I fall in love,'Amour',
Flowers scenting sweet Odour.
There am i,floating so high,
with the faries in the sky,
I am smiling,No more cry.
I'm a girl of Hundred Wishes,
Clouds are sleeping,Moon is peeping,
Saying 'I Love You',Angels singing
Playing Harps and Violins too.
Stars are dancing,Stars are twinkling,
amongst them,there is You.
Rays Of Light Shining so bright,
Its the Greatest Night,Of Nights,
Wishes Granted,Im enchanted,
Dear Genie,thanks to you.
My Sweet Genie,Handsome Genie,
I will love You ,till I'm Ninety two,
I am leaving On a Rainbow,
I shall remember You.
Charma
I wish I could find a Genie
to get three wishes more
Then that would be enough
because then I would have four
Choices, choices, choices
so many on my list
wealth, fame or fortune
those three I would resist
Health would be my first choice
for each soul that I love
If that wish is granted
I'll thank my God above
Next would be adventure
no boring life for me
going many places
a lively life care free
The last wish I'd wish for
is to know a woman's mind
This old guy’s kinda curious
the mysteries he might find
If my wishes aren’t granted
dear friends I won’t complain
I've had so many blessings
so my happiness will not wane!
For Chantale Anne Cooke's "What Are Your Wishes Poetry Contest"
Written January 20th 2020.
The genie possesses infinite wishes
& is only contained by the bottle
The bottle is but an illusion full of hollow
dreams posing as aspirations
waiting to be attained or fulfilled
Matter maintains a shape conducive to
thoughts believed to be real
but only acts according to strength
of the will
It is as a man thinketh so says Proverbs 23
which means the power has been
given to and resides within you
& me
So mote it be says the genie abiding
by the law of the one
that sees everything & created
what you saw
Know that you inhabit a bottle made to
walk & talk according to wishes
that supercedes all lies & inherited
superstitions
Don't let the world rub you the wrong way
but instead allow your inner
genie to be free
to enjoy life & its short days
As you can see we are both genie & the bottle
in many ways
full of wishes we'd like to see granted
before time has its say
A young beauty, the Countess of Sweeney,
was romanced by a magical genie.
While their romance was fervent,
there was just one deterrent:
he, regrettably, had a wee weenie.
Unfortunately, this magic genie
had only limited powers, you see.
He could not wish for his dong
to be long, massive and strong,
t'was against rules of genie-icity.
So the countess (her first name was Didi)
eventually moved to Tahiti.
She then soon had a tryst
with a geologist
who was endowed with something more meaty.
Eventually, the lonely genie
luckily found himself a new sweetie.
She was small and petite
and willingly discreet
which suited his diminutive weenie.
Floating in the sea
a genie needs to be free
Three rubs and I'm fine
There is a person named Ann Drogeny.
Who tried to create their own progeny*.
When things were pursued.
They really got screwed.
And it all wound up just misogyny**.
* Progeny is children/offspring.
** Misogyny is the hatred of women. Nothing personal girls. It rhymed. You know me. :) Peace. :)
This concludes your vocabulary lesson for the day. Just wanted to save you from having to look things up. For those of you who will appreciate that. :)
They is in reference to how some people consider themselves bi gendered and use the pronoun's them, they.
The genie is on the loose
The genie is on the run
Ali Baba and the 40 thieves
Pandora box has been sprung;
Pandemonium, helter-skelter strung.
"Why did you do this"? He asked
'I heard a voice that ordered me'
The genie on the loose
And the people on the run.
Running helter-skelter.
The dragon unleashed
Spanners in the works
Too many cooks tending the broth
Many phalanges eyeing the broth..
The Scilian code of silence is broken
The genie on the loose.
Zebra crossings in the game reserve
Ebola the terror from Monrovia
Revered in Lagos Nigeria.
The genie on cruise control.
Boko Haram in the North East
Terrorists in religious garb,
Weakness of the Nation awakened
Reality dawns on the
Conscience of A Nation
The genie on the loose.
At last our sacred realm
Of peace has been broken.
Fear reigns supreme at the
Fringes of the the Country's borders
We are now face to face with terror.
The imagination of a Nation
Held in a vice grip.
(This was written in March, 2015)
when the terrors of Boko Haram
was at its peak ravaging Nigeria.
Ladies parade around in their skimpy bikinis
Looking for rich dudes driving Lamborghinis
I'm not rich but possess
Big biceps and chest
And more important is my excitable wee genie
© Jack Ellison 2015
Genie in the bottle...
Thank you for granting three wishes to me; so here they are...
Allow me to explain through my poetry, for I am the fallen star!
Genie in the bottle...
My first wish would be, to live in a world of peace and equality for all eternity!
Because of all the violence equals death and silence and that's just not a world for me!!
Genie in the bottle...
My second wish, well let's see...How bout a cure for every disease!?
Because cancer has affected me, and millions of other families!
Genie in the bottle...
My third and final wish is simply the best, the best one out of the group
And this comes from the heart in my chest, that every poets dreams come true here on
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Ladies parade around in their skimpy bikinis
Looking for rich dudes in Lamborghinis
I'm not rich but possess
Big biceps and chest
And more important is my charming wee genie
© Jack Ellison 2015
Your words
Are like a genie in a bottle
They loosen themselves
And rise at the merest touch
Of my hand
To my tears.
The Devil still plumbs the abysses
But girls know his serpent just hisses
If you really care
Let Eve tell you where
She pisses she misses French kisses!
One night a genie came to me
And of reality he set me free.
© Samir Georges
2010