Ramp
champ
Lets go camp,
In the camp
we got trap,
steady fast
long last,
In the disc
to much risk,
you got toy
I got joy,
one for you
one for me,
I hit you
you hit me,
we got fun
Time to run..!!
It's been 5 or 6 years, I think, when we sent our last replies. If I'm not mistaken, your last message to me was an emoticon-a happy face. Then I replied it with a happy emoticon as well. It's been like forever since the last time I felt really in love. That every night, I would stay up late just to talk with you about nonsense topics. But with you, talking, everything else, though it's nonsense, becomes meaningful. It's been a long time since I laughed really hard again. Some sort of laugh associated with an embarrassing snort. Those were the times when I was so in love with you. Then now, after a long period of time, after a lot of hurricanes and earthquakes and other calamities have passed, you're here again. Talking to me. Making me feel the same way. The excitement, rush, nervousness, happiness, love, and everything combined. I thought I've moved on already. But I guess it's not that easy.
Today, storm surges are still barging into the walls of my heart. Aftershocks still tremble my feelings. And I'm still in a catastrophe, hoping to be rescued by your love.
Social Anxiety *a short poem* smile emoticon
Author note: For those people who don't like reading! Let's face it - not everyone likes reading these days. I do like reading, but not love it...
I miss people far too much haha
If I only had more friends to hang out with during the week,
Would it make me happy?
Happiness from God is what I seek...loneliness doesn't have to be lonely, for it never made me weary or weak
It makes me so alive...
I'm a survivor! I'm braver
Than a bunch of body guards...
Or...at least I thought so, until social angstiety crept on in
On me day and night.
Gotta run away
I wanna hang around
My head all the way
In the without-a-sound ground
Silence is not bliss...
It's painful...nothing that I'll ever miss
When I turn 21, I may drink my life away
If not, wish me a sun-shining day...
Because I want to be happy
Happy
And forget about
Society anxiety
No added doubt
I wanna be free
- J W Earnings (David William Breidenthal)
THE GIRL I USED TO BE
"What do you want?" he asked me,
The question took me by surprise.
I searched my heart for an honest answer,
And there I found a mess of lies.
Alone, much later, I pondered,
Dug deep below years of accumulated debris,
Not knowing if I'd find there,
The missing girl I used to be.
I felt a smile growing wider.
As her head begin to rise.
She rose and slowly walked toward me,
Her eyes pierced through my disguise.
Then she spoke to my soul in silence
Saying, "I wasn't sure if you'd return,
I've been waiting here such a long time ,
And it hurt to see you burn."
I felt like a worm in her presence,
Her pure heart submitted and so free
That's when I'd the answer to Joe's question,
I want....The girl I used to be
Inspirations by Joan Donnelly Ellis Sept.25, 2015 (Inspired by Joseph Tomkiell) heart emoticon
Yes I am dusky..
But Still I am beautiful..
Yes I am dusky..
But still I am confident and daring..
Yes usually people look upon me..
But still there are many who are proud of me..
Yes people differentiated..
But still many have seen my goodness..
Yes this attitude hurt me a lot..
But still today.. standing strong..
Yes..the question is still the same..
Being fair complexion a boon in the society..?
Are there some who see the inner soul instead of outer self?
Yes..there are some, not many!
But this will change.. smile emoticon smile emoticon
Those midnight texts living in my phone
The silly emoticon chats
Those Pic-mixed photos living in my memory card
Those comments, likes, posts living on my facebook wall
The silly arguments, talking about nothing
The poems I wrote for you
The quotes we made and lived by
The stories we made up
The promised future
The well kept secrets
All live in my pad
You were my inspiration, my muse
You became my writing
My stories and poems were you
My writing revolved around the us we were
It was all you
Now I am surrounded by all these remains
I am left to be haunted by the memories they carry
Cliche as it is, I wish I had amnesia
I wish to erase all these daunting memories that haunt me
Expound fond feel and live firm poise;
Make show of face in wonder's fill;
Opt to reveal outlook via voice;
Touch charm to trace a lively spill;
Ignite a tact that tells message;
Choose charming shout with primal feel;
Outlook frames act in swift passage;
Nice face comes out to grip appeal;
Spread facial thrill to picture soul.
Sense picture screams in mood swings fond;
Work image still in gestures whole;
Imprint mood theme emoticon;
Reach laughing trace in jest and fest;
Live frantic space in motive crest.
Leon Enriquez
04 March 2015
Singapore
Man, you look fat
Some manscaping a must
Tight tee-shirt of grue colour
Makes one want to puke
This body was not bodacious
Looked more like an emoticon on a chat site
Diet and sexercise is needed
To make a more delishful sight
So come on man shake yourself
Make your body a sight to behold
Irregardless of your face
Give me a smile of delight not a frown.
Manscaping, Grue, Bodacious, Sexercise, Delishful, Irregardless. These are the
Words I Used.
penned 24 August 2014
FRUIT OF WAR - PORTMANTEAUS
Brusted gree skirt the terrain --
its fortress now smog of pains.
Sprolled brave emoticons flurst
floppled by remorse.
Alive, lovely floriage.
no mercy, at once loafted!
Finentual world ethics
forgotten clang cries.
Blind men sinduced to power:
justice then a fadograph.
Bescraped kindness ,dusten traits,
birthing woes and death.
Precious breathing counts one, two.
In and out wheezing some help
Oozing damage marks hatred
Peace start when war ends.
(c) Olive ELoisa
10:41pm
August 20, 2014
from the list: smog, emoticon
from research:
brusted - Brown Broken and Rusted
gree - any number of green trees
sprolled - sped and rolled
flurst - flew and burst
floppled - fell, flopped and toppled
floriage - flowers and foliage
loafted - floated and drifted
finentual - final and eventual
sinduce - sin and seduce
fadograph - fade photograph
bescrape - escaped and broke
dusten -dusty and beaten
Emoticon Yellows
If I were rich, which is a crime
I could do anything I wished
Claim my rights and entitlements as “affluenza”
But I’m an ordinary cyberpunk
A regular yellow kind of guy
An emoticon with an attitude
Manscaping, sliding through life with a close shave
Cantankerous and bodacious all the time
In chillax style, riding the daily yellow bus
Dragging my portmanteaus box inside
And my delishful gal with me there
Clad in fashionable plarn
Irregardless of everything else
We rise above the sights and flee
Above the ancient vomitocious towns
And meld into each other’s grue calm eyes
Canoodling all the while
Smog passes with the night
Snark comments distract us
An anacronym word or two slips out
But we don’t care
We’re off to spend the affluenza check
Just to prove we can
(PORTMANTEAUS words: “PORTMANTEAUS Box” all contest entry listed words
+ "canoodling" - hugs and kisses and "cantankerous- old and feisty )
8/19/14 Portmanteaus Poetry Contest
He drives around, picking up girlz.
Proudly displaying his emoticon bumpertricker.
His vomitrocious personality,
hidden behind smiley face lie.
The master of snark,
with an old man's easy style.
Try not to look into those grue eyes.
His is a pretend wise with a fake smile.
He'll fill your mind with pretentious smog.
Your heart to clog, with consummating tobacco.
He'll blow smoke up your donkey,
from his corngobbed pipe.
Fifties fedora, a bodacious tie.
Hair colored in black dye, he wears a crisp white shirt.
Disguising inner dirt and devious smile.
Don't be blind, he's not worth a dime.
He'll leave you high and dry, you'll wonder why.
Why did you accept that ride?
Debbie Guzzi's Portmanteaus contest.
Emoticon
My word... Bumpertricker
Vomitrocious
Snark
Grue
Smog
My word ....Corngobbed
Bodacious
I wonder if there is any hope for the human race,
when messages are sent with such half-hearted grace.
It's not enough to say you're happy, you have to paint a picture too.
"The sun is proudly shining, the sky is a joyous blue."
*insert smilie here*
Well I sure do appreciate
you making it crystal clear!
I would say what's on my mind,
but you see I have an appointment
with Captain Obvious.
Indeed I'd say words most unkind,
but instead why not this?
>:(
Greater than, colon, parenthesis.
I would cleverly jest with a laugh and a tease
though sad to say I just heard the bell.
You will have to settle for a weak LOL.
But like any other explosive fad
the Era of the Emoticon is sure to pass.
And when that day comes
I will gladly write it's epitaph:
With colon and parenthesis, I do declare
I'm in a much better place with the Man Upstairs.
:)
Birds of feather stick together,
Especially in fair weather,
Flocks up in the sky,
Three sets of wings,
They do comply,
Upon light brings,
Visions to see today,
Bright and cheery way,
Appearance upon dawn
Natural made emoticon.
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