Huh Poems - Poems about Huh

...Bonne nuit, numbers and digits Did you miss hearing the drunk specter sing? Back to waffle again about their trauma and joy Derek isn't even their real name Where were you when the millennium t......Read the rest...

...What happens when someone falls out of love? Is there a single, frozen in amber, sanctimonious moment when you decide you’re too good for whomever - the falling-out moment - where imperfections ......Read the rest...

...Sitting on my fire escape reminiscing never forgetting my ghetto good TIMES! I remember those fetishesi often relished that and dis NEVER Dismiss any dimensions when it comes to dis VERNACULAR. I hav......Read the rest...

...In Paris, society people unironically dress for dinner, go to cocktail parties (where the hostess has an obvious drinking problem), dine with Catholic Bishops, industrialists, politicians and occasio......Read the rest...

...,,What do you mean?", I say while running after Josh, my uncle. He likes to drink wine so it's not unusual for him to be like that. Don't worry, I am 27, I can handle that. I broke up with my girl......Read the rest...

...I’m waiting for my mom to move. She puts the car into drive. My car had airbags. The ones she grew up with didn’t. Huh. My mom is driving, I wonder why she’s taking this weird route. I never ......Read the rest...

... The Glass Ceiling “Woe there sister, where do you think you're going? Turn around, go back, stop, cease, desist! Nothing for you above my see-through barrier. Yes, yes, I know yo......Read the rest...

...Blurry sight and squinted eyes, Spotted something under the sweaty brows Steps hurried over stumbled and fumbled. It's been years now, as I reminisce... and the thorns never stop growing, do they......Read the rest...

...Date: June 2051 11 am. Hot moment of Monday Morning Molly entertained Dasheri In the gymnasium while Holly busied Herself preparing the family's large Meal as she appreciated a hip hop ......Read the rest...

...Having a neighbourhood is not the best to be honest. I read the book of brotherhood of the rose on the bench. My eyes were itching, Falling close, often times. I haven't slept days. My bag was f......Read the rest...

...The back of my neck hurts. My finger is cramped around the pencil. My eyes face paper full of number. Whenever I try to measure the line, my vision sees double, it sees the line twice. The numb......Read the rest...

...,,Come, wash the clothes" I stood up. ,,It's not much." ,,I know dad, I didn't say anything" ,,okay" Huh I really didn't sigh everytime before standing up, or saying wait anymore.......Read the rest...

... My mouth is full of fizzy liquid, my toungue is tickling vivid. Even though my dark circles under the eye, are deep within my following breath, they lie. The ground is scretchy, Are with the b......Read the rest...

... The moment I lend you the pen you lost on your hand, I didn't need any rent. You loved me since the first day, I always just thought:,, kay" Cause I couldn't relate to any things you say, sorr......Read the rest...

...Illness you had, made me sometimes mad. But seeing you begin fat, and laying you flat, making speaking you like a rat. But I fell inlove with how the amount of puppies and humans you pat. ......Read the rest...