Best Kilograms Poems
fat girl cries
big fat tears
splash
crash
down her chubby cheeks
down her pillar like neck
which was once
much like a swan
now gone
fat girl sighs
big fat sigh...
a heart groan of a sigh
from the empty place inside
where beauty's not allowed to reside
fat girl sleeps
a big fat sleep
time obliterated
memories conjugated
into happy streams
peaches and cream
all over her dreams
everything perfect...it seems
fat girl awakes
a big fat awakening...
life must go on
she lumbers to the mirror
stares at her big fat figure
rolls here and there
and though she acts
acts like they're not there
she's not allowed to forget
she's not there....
not yet
she exercises
torturous kilometers by
holding on to handles
beginning the treadmill
to help her say goodbye
to the fat girl
who is pretty on the inside
but unseen
unseen
people are so mean
she medicates
they fabricate
rules...
she must subjugate
the need
to drown her sorrows
to eat it all away
why is she alive
alive another day?
fat girl cries
bit fat tears
her big fat fears
grow though she shrinks
kilograms slip away
will it ever be OK?
will they love her for her mind?
will they ever be kind?
to the little girl inside
who tries to hide
fat girl cries
will you dry her eyes?
Eileen Manassian
Categories:
kilograms, anger, beauty, change, heartbreak,
Form:
Free verse
Today I am eating spinach
Tomorrow I am eating spinach and your smile
On Monday I am eating spinach or your smile....
This is how I reduce my kilograms.
Anyhow, if you are too fatty,
Please, look at me,
And I will reduce your kilograms too
By kissing you
By hugging you
By loving you
This the Diet I worked out on my own
How many dollars will you offer me to perform?
Categories:
kilograms, funny,
Form:
Free verse
A view from a teaspoon selection is very spellbinding indeed. Half a cup of multicolumns and a pint of milk singing and swaying together. It takes much effort to pick up a seed. Much kilograms queuing for weight is to wait and to wait is to wave five hundred times at a doorway. Putting pet fish in a cistern whilst flushing is stupid, and cruel, and rather unnecessary for cleaning the tank. But bringing a bull into the house will promote heating. Specialized agencies of horn fur and raged eyeball in a coat. OBE in a tree. Sittingbourne sitting down. A pile of curtain cloth should be ample material to wipe away smears and residue of acidic peelings, nine metre forts of brain, televised episodes of epics, and balls of glowing colourful spinning radishes. Enter then leave. Mesmerizing merrymaking men make monsters. Mainly in a red reflection. Hum the twenty song loudly. All together. Detract no horror but horror is often hidden in even the most sparkling paper tissue. But the calling from the bead of time, that bell in the breeze. Will ensure a cake gives news that is sufficiently correct. Justification then. Good. At last the commas play with the full stops peacefully. Fantastic isn't it? Ha ha ha ho ho ho and a flow from a cactus in a nice crown. Ha ha ha but no ho ho whistling waters with wanton soup. Xxxxx anthropologist z z z z z z z z z Z!.¥~¥~¥~_^>
Categories:
kilograms, adventure, appreciation, aubade,
Form:
Train so luxurious in the outside but with wooden interior void of beauty
Ravishing blond with a bad communication skill
Age supposedly a twin to maturity, grey hair covering a teenage mind
Viewing a church priest making merry in the town’s brothel
Estimate of Gold valued at the prize of red sand
Stupid minds in leadership to a learned and wise society
Ten kilograms is the weight of the latest and most modern crane
‘Yuck’ is the reaction when the expected quality is missing or adulterated.
Categories:
kilograms, adventure, allegory, allusion, life,
Form:
Acrostic
Most everything written
(and learned ya in school)
Yukon coon sitter, (and bet
your bottom dollar) tibia bunch
of contrived information
all details bu...bu...bull...low knee
within this poetic missive
after spending a lifetime crunch
ching numbers, the following
singularly just my hunch,
but despite minuscule
approximate i.e. kid size lunch
meal, (sans two clenched fists,
and weighing about 1.5 kilograms),
not much to munch,
yet if smacked in the kisser
by a pugilist visited
square in the jaw deadly (Judy hush
hiss) sucker punch
whereby the unlucky
recipient may see "unlucky stars"
after brows severely scrunched,
thee above poppycock, and potentially
"FAKE" though (Ripley deed lee)
believe able to ye,
nonetheless behooves me
to segue-way (by Segway) to pre
sent a "TRUE" revelation see
(gnome hatter, aye
cheese silly contradict
mice elf alias Stuart Little) prithee
please just accept what I write
with a grain of salt
(from the Sultan Sea),
cuz yawl do yarself grave
injury and lodge a gree
vance against this harmless
right ham handed cree
chore from the outer limits
of the twilight zone, thus
I STRONGLY ADVISE thee,
NOT to stake eh knee
un mensch chin hubble cogitation,
and figuratively swallow,
hook, conga line
and sinker thine highly suspect re
dunk yule us gobbledygook mee
cully (meekly) reed this
more so asthma
childish entertainment, hence oak key
jist put aside any urgent task
to revel as sigh bee
devil logical syntax
with sum man tricks
playfully wasting yar
precious time free
cully (freakily) inventing outlandish nee
incoherent yawping, towering,
and brutally butchering,
Brooklyn speak (homer over
mayor later mother), she
nearly always... er added
letters "er" at'er the ender
her sentences - er stain?
Categories:
kilograms, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Light Verse
My love when you kiss me
It’s like a new years’ display of fireworks
Every fiber in my nerves sparks in ecstasy
Until my emotions start melting like
A thousand smoldering scented candles
Honey when you kiss me it is like
A melting of a thousand kilograms of sweet chocolate
That leaves my tongue satisfied with your kisses
Your lips tell me sweet romantic secret
Tales of places you want to go and of places
I want to take you my dear darling and of
Adventures you want to share with me
Delicious tales from your delicious tongue
Caress my body into un ending ecstasy and
Am excited by the love we have dear
Kiss me more my love and take it higher
As high as you can my love because
Its where I will meet you and fall
Into your eternal arms of love
Categories:
kilograms, beauty, boyfriend, cute love,
Form:
Blank verse
Ugly Girl
How much accrued opinion
Of fashion magazines distinction
Did it take
How many diets
And days of self-conscious
How much make up
Did they use
To paint your warm smile
And your sweet bright eyes
How many narrow teases and sidelong glances
And peer pressure enhancements
To convince you
Ugly girl
How much money did you spend
On the must have pages
On the latest trend
Of their uniformity
Their mask that fits you so neatly
With their plastic acceptability
And how many round pegs
In square holes
To fit you into that dress
Ugly girl
How much more make up will it take
Before you see
You never needed it any way
How much more acceptance and approval
Will it take to convince you
That you are just an ugly girl
How many less kilograms
How many less pounds
How much blemish removal cream
Or centimeters of clean clear skin
To judge you to perfection
Ugly girl
Categories:
kilograms, people, social
Form:
Free verse
323,000,000 square meters of forest/day
830,000,000 kilograms of meat/day
3,230,000,000 kilograms of garbage/day
place on spherical baking dish
slowly raise temperature
close your eyes
Categories:
kilograms, world,
Form:
Free verse
Hot and wet as heaven pion
Rainfall scattered warm clarion, dropped some their leaves
Referred to evergreen rainforest
Girl starred being black, smiled for dark spots with silver-grey eyes
Kingdom animalia said: “Where is our crown?”
Heavy logging answered
Tilar wana memereng tepining tegil
Sardula, death.....
Bull coexist without competitive
No sanctuary in poverty
Human driven doomsday
Panthera pardus melas and the girl cried
Away from riverbanks, swamps and clearings
Where is Hillsides, mountains, mesas, and sunlight penetration?
Say sorry to piphytic plants
No attached anymore to trunks and branches, trees felt down
Suck to obtain rainwater
Fallen trees create scary gaps
Said goodbye to Pleistocene refugia
The rest only empty liturgia
Tilar wana memereng tepining tegil
Sardula, death....
Melanistic leopards coaxed black panthers
The guardian solitary and territorial lover
Sang a love songs and passed away
Growls, snarls, meows and purrs
From dusk till dawn, defending territories from intruder clown
Farmlands weighing hundreds of kilograms bombs
Away from riverbanks, swamps and clearings
Where is hillsides, mountains, mesas, and sunlight penetration?
Tilar wana memereng tepining tegil
Sardula, death......
Categories:
kilograms, animal, irony,
Form:
Ballad
My resume holds no job.
This drug is what I possess. And problems,
ongoing dimensions of pretension exceeding rainbows.
Clothes tossed, deceits whispered at daybreak.
The lover pieces puzzles
while one more slumbers, his wine-burdened toasts
forgettable, vanishing
even as I see castles in the air weaving
tangled webs of impossible thread,
good girl, honest, always striving,
sober, smart and waiting to assist
ladder-climbers and religious zealots,
the dream a sky in my lungs
arranges me dizzy, approved
by the snobs I might be jealous of.
All of a sudden the lover calls
and there he is, aware,
whiffing of sprayed starch, observing
these eyes, the glossy eyeballs. I’ll deny kilograms
to him as the sun swaps colors,
creams of yellow flushing into bloodshot
and at night, the moon’s glow
capturing another lover and the hold of my drug.
Categories:
kilograms, addiction, depression, dream, drug,
Form:
Free verse
They say my heart is weakening
Yet my love is increasing, how come?
And they do not answer it.
They say my eyesight is fading
Yet my vision is perfect, I ask how come?
And they do not answer it.
They say my voice is not audible
Yet they clearly understand what I mean, How come?
Again they keep mum!
They say body cannot lift more than ten kilograms of weight
Yet I can move a mountain with my thoughts, How come? and they show a blank face.
They say when I walk few miles, I am breathless
Yet my determination surpasses the bullet, How come? and they look towards sky.
They say my body action have limitations
However, my wisdom is boundless, how come?
And they close their eyes.
I know my body is growing and becoming weak
Yet my soul has full enthusiasm to drive me
to enable me to perform things beyond the body can think.
Categories:
kilograms, emotions, encouraging, inspirational, satire,
Form:
Free verse
As I sit and draw in the air
through my hairy nostrils,
It flows through my heart ,
making it heavy like carrying a
fifty kilograms weight in my chest,
I breathe heavily to release this pressure .
Pressure of surviving this hardship and recession,
of not paying my bills;
of tasks that I couldn't carry out diligently,
I must stand and overcome,
As it weighs on my shoulder,
suppressing my will and zeal,
But the air is fresh and has a
soothing effect on my tender skin ,
The force per unit area is normal ,
Which gives hope! hope of standing tall,
As it taps and beats on my body,
Scientists call it air or atmospheric pressure.
8-8-2017
Categories:
kilograms, emotions,
Form:
Free verse
Microdots of mescaline,
Kilograms of heroine
and marijuana
floating through my mind.
The dealers are everywhere
and dealing is their only care,
but the money,
that’s the hardest thing to find.
Written a long, long time ago...
Categories:
kilograms, life, teen,
Form:
Free verse
Fourteen pounds; that’s a bucket of lard
And losing that shouldn’t be so hard
It’s turkey, pud and let’s not quibble
A pretty frequent midnight nibble
It’s one whole stone of belly fat
Inflating what was firm and flat
Slimline tonic won’t do that
So did I eat an alley cat?
Six-point-three-five Kilograms
Twice what sometimes fills our prams
Were I pregnant, for my sins
Could be that I’m toting twins
But I’ve had lots of Christmases
And I’m sure when I tell you this
Six weeks watching what I eat
Will make my tummy nice and neat
The trifle’s gone, as is the meat
All the savoury, all the sweet
It’s time to watch my waist deflate
With smaller servings on my plate
And so I put away the gin
And tonic with no sugar in
For gin gives me an appetite
That makes me nibble late at night
So, fourteen pounds; that is my goal
A resolution in my soul
But, by the gin, before my eyes
A box - unopened - of mince pies!
Categories:
kilograms, christmas,
Form:
Rhyme
It is a common thing in my open free village
a land of unforgettable realities of nobodies
in which selected men and women have breasts
by which a huge serpent is fed on milk
The serpent is fat and silly with milk from men
and smooth with milk and cheese from women
shining bodies and swollen chicks weigh kilograms
as it drives its way to way to reception centers
But this serpent is dangerous and heartless
it consumes up small men, women and children
those without big milky breasts to feed it
drained and dry they move on the serpent’s land
Yes. I see those with small dry breasts weeping
and their offspring on miserable bare feet
forced to sit behind empty desks in classrooms
with a future that can only be forged and faked
And without shame and care the breast-feeders
wrap themselves in linen clothing from overseas
eat beef from faraway lands and rice with chopsticks
to yield rich milk to breast feed the cruel serpent
Categories:
kilograms, rights, satire,
Form:
Elegiac Lyric