Long Bestie Poems
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writing is my therapy.
she releases feelings in me nothing else releases
I do not even care if it is poetry,
it is the feeling i seek,
she is my friend, she cares not what words I use,
she releases my sadness, my madness, and every day badness.
she eliminates my gloomy days,
she excites me, encourages me, and uplifts me
she makes me happy, joyful, she keeps me moving,
she keeps me wanting to live.
she makes me feel playful,
she increases my enthusiasm,
she is a compulsion.
I cannot desert her, any more than she can desert me.
we have become one, she and I.
She is my tribe.
She is my advocate.
She has replaced my friends,
because she is my bestie.
writing is my therapy.
should be sleepin it's 3 in the morning
Don't get mad that I'm up I have my reasons
Quitin on life not wanting to roll the dice
Dang guess that not a choice I've seen your face
Was on thin ice thinkin it be better if I die
But now your in my life I don't wanna die
Your smile makes me high
Thanks for making my life bright
Flyin when we're signin
Your my partner in crime no lie
When I'm facing a tiger or lion
your my Dwayne the rock johnson
Maybe a young Mike Tyson
Though highs and lows
You must be a friendly ghost
You notice when I'm down or something wrong
But you always manage to kill the frown
Thanks for being there
Always in my heart I'll hold you there
Ninja Turtle with you I see no fear
Know I love you my guy bestie
I'll kill for u if Necessary
Ninja Turtle thanks for being there and making me survive
Beneath the stars, a glittery haze,
A cosmic queen in her celestial daze.
She told me, "Darling, can't you tell?
This is just your fabulous destiny, spelled!"
She pulled out cards, all shimmery and bright,
And whispered secrets, bathed in moonlit light.
"The stars align, the moon's a rosy hue,"
(I just wanted to find my favorite shoe!)
"The Darkside of Aquarius, honey, calls,
Prepare for shopping sprees and velvet falls!
Your spirit, sweetie, is quite entwined,"
(With a perfectly matched handbag I can't find!)
She spoke of eras, crushes, and such strife,
As I just hoped for a drama-free life.
"A spiritual and sparkly, fated art!"
(I'd rather scroll through TikTok, bless my heart!)
I checked my phone, a little sigh,
And caught a twinkle in her eye.
"You'll find your truth; you'll feel the glow!"
"Okay, but can we get some froyo, though?"
The prophecy, a grand design,
Turned out to be just a good time.
The Darkside of Aquarius? Pfft!
Just my bestie suggesting a spontaneous road trip!
Prissy Patti was placed in the running competition
Not because she was the fastest, but she was the pushiest.
And hares are well-known for backing off in most fights.
She was preening and twirling in the large mirror when Tammy arrived.
Tammy was the turtle’s entry; late, as usual, but there two minutes before forfeit time.
Tammy tried to shake Patti’s hand, but Patti stuck up her nose and hopped away.
“I told you,” Tammy’s sidekick said. Tammy grinned at him. He was loyal and true blue.
The best friend she had ever had, a snake to others, a bestie to her.
They had been besties since she was a baby and had saved him from the jaws of a mean cat.
“Why did the judges pick me?” she asked Sammy. “I am not the fastest or the smartest.”
“Because you will do what you are told, “he replied. “I will be there, along the way to help.
They saw the route for the first time. It had sixteen ponds on it. Ponds that reflected.
“Brilliant,” said Sammy. “That will slow down that stuck-up, arrogant Prissy Patty.”
“How?” Tammy asked.
“She will have to stop and look at herself, won’t she?”
They could not stop laughing.
When Tammy turned to go after the first pond, Sammy said, “Come here!”
She saw him slither up into a truck bed. “What are you doing?” she asked.
“No questions,” he told her. “This is our winning strategy.”
So she jumped onto the truck.
Prissy Patty stopped at every pond to look at herself, as was the plan.
Psychological warfare, and it worked. She never once looked at the turtles,
There were sixteen different ones. She never noticed. For she only saw something beneath her.
Tammy was released a block from the finish line. She was nearly there when Patti came into view.
“The turtle is winning!” The crowd shouted.
Even the shares were rooting for Tammy.
She was fully examined after the win.
“Same hare,” the judges said, firmly. “Tammy has won!”
Loud cheering all over the land.
Tammy was a celebrity.
Prissy Patty was miffed.
As a consolation prize, they awarded her the mirror from her dressing room.
Moral of this story: Pay attention to your opponent in times of war
Getting lost in the pain.
Standing alone in the rain.
I feel I'm going totally insane.
Cover my face, try to hide my shame.
You were my partner, provider of incredibly trutrue love I have for ya.
I crave the scent and taste of you.
You my lover, complete devotion I show for you. Adore the way you smile at me.
I miss and cry for you.
Please pray, soon I'll be shown mercy, not long enough to live with out you, Ya my bestie. Lordie have courtesy.
Our love forever lasting, infinity beyond death even after I take my last breath.
Try hard to not be depressed, remind myself I had been truly blessed. By the way you would caresse the outline of my breast.
Laying holding one another my head listening to your heartbeat upon your chest, my favorite headrest.
Grey eyes smiling down on me... "OH damn," "God bless! " The top of my head your chin would rest. Captain with your beard of red.
Saying " Hey sugar ****," I love you girlie"!
Small things I now dearly miss.
Until we meet again my love this isn't the end.
"I have the best news," my bestie Mar said. She leaned close and whispered this magical, secret news into my right ear.
"WHEN?" I yelped.
"TODAY!" she exclaimed.
I clapped my hands and giggled with sheer delight.
"It's a secret," Mar cautioned me. "We are all in it, as a surprise for her cousin. Her cousin had been down in the dumps the entire time Onisha had been on Planet Earth (PE).
Yes, folks we angels could choose or not choose PE, it's a hard road to travel. PE is the ultimate learning planet, one of the most difficult learning planets to tackle. The goal of this planet is to learn life lessons about sadness, sorrow, death, and somehow take those lessons and create joy, peace and love. If you were allowed a crack at PE, you were a special, highly-intelligent, creative angel. Few were chosen.
Onisha's cousin, had no idea what we were all whispering about. Cousin had shut herself down twenty-three years ago after Onisha had announced her plans to tackle Planet Earth. The rumor is that cousin had stayed up all night, beg-whining, trying to talk Onisha out of it. Onisha had already selected her parents, and she was looking forward to the challenge, so she went in spite of cousin's misery.
From what we were hearing from the view towers, Onisha had made a high success of herself on PE. She was well-loved, well-thought of, tenacious, kind, respectful; one of the best souls Earth had ever seen.
At 2:18 Mar whispered this to me. "The faerie angels left a few minutes ago in the golden chariots to meet Onisha"
They were back by 2:29. We were all gathered on the tulip hill, even though it's supposed to be forbidden to wait like this. A cheer went up and kept up for several minutes as we watched Onisha jump out and run straight into the arms of her cousin!
Life on Heaven does not get much better than this.
See you soon!
She deserves the wrath of my worst,
She deserves punishment,
She should be the example
To dissuade the others
Mercy? Ha! I scoff at the ridiculousness of it.
I roll my eyes, my soul snarls her lip and growls
Pirate expletives come out, heavy and sarcastic.
She deserves whatever anger I can show her;
The back of my hand, maybe bullets.
But....
No!
I refuse to use it.
This word is making me angry.
I know you are going to become a wimp and....
She is my friend, she would not have done it
If she had any idea how much it would hurt me.
There is no way her soul is this mean.
She has been my bestie for a long time.
Sweet and thoughtful when I had cancer.
Loving and giving when my children were born.
I cringe at this wimpy side of myself,
Irritated I have not been able to dissuade her
As she keeps droning on and on, reminding me
Of a relationship I have cherished for a long time.
"Hi!" a voice says. It is her. She looks contrite.
She must have figured it out.
Let's address the elephant in the room
A coward in power who could care less if we're doomed
A man of trust, more like a man of disgust
Who decided to give this liar a crown & push him to higher grounds, man enough is enough it's time we take a stand & call this man on his bluff
Our so called Idol is idle, full of shame & denial
Disregarded the poor then started a war saying it's for our survival which we know is a lie though because in reality we know he's just trying to hide his name which is tied to these claims that his bestie Jeffrey Epstein maintained in his files
The man's a creep let's face it, we can start with the basics Like him being a full blown racist full of hatred
Or the fact he's a man with no plan, out of touch with reality, lost deep in the matrix
On top of all that now there's leaks he's a rapist
Now he can't sleep at night, he hates it & refuses to face it
But let him tell it he claims they are jealous & it's nothing more than tasteless statements that are baseless
True to his sin, purely off bluffing he clearly started a war for nothing & us the people will suffer for that
Once again due to his actions & his lust for evil even he knows he's got to cover his tracks
Senses our dissatisfaction because we all know he's lying so again he supplies us another distraction in hopes it will cover his a-s-s before they uncover the facts
Figures if he can hide the proof then how can they provide the truth if within the files they choose to release they do it piece by piece, buying time to hide the crimes, only giving us the redactions with all original facts smothered in black
Just more lies & once again we're caught up in another one of his traps, a lapse in judgement followed by a sudden collapse but they say it's nothing relax
Of course I could do nothing & stand back like the others who are under his wrath & act like I understand this hate that he's hatched
But in doing the math the numbers don't match
We were once a land feared making other nations stand clear, believe it or not once upon a time we were a nation unmatched.
They sent her out for dingleberry dew.
A crazy mission for no one gave her a clue.
Were they orange, yellow, striped, green, red, or blue?
She was a newcomer to this planet too.
She had only been here a month, maybe two.
They said we will send Robot C4 out with you.
He will stick to you like Yabber Eye glue.
They went down Highway four thousand and forty two.
Looking all over for dingleberry dew.
Is this it? She’d ask him for she really had no clue.
Don’t know, he said. But I like being with you.
They brought back berries of every kind of hue.
Some were oozing a bit of blue dew too.
Berry mongers laughed, and threw them a shoe.
She left the planet without ever finding dingleberry dew
But she had a new friend who had fallen in love with her too.
Robot C4, her bestie, who lived with her until she was eighty-two.
Then he went back to his planet, for he was only twenty-two.
A December –May romance that worked for both with a giant yahoo!
Don’t Worry Love
The hot redness of her face, as if Mars,
Surrounded by flashy yellow a-bright;
And pure snow clouds dancing, chastefully, light.
Orbit’s blush and puppy love eyes with stars.
Latterly, bestie speaks it out loudly.
A sudden volcanic moon of madness
dries her throat, a disruption of sadness.
Virginal countenance, burning brightly.
Then her crush softly grabs her hand in his.
“Don’t worry love. Let’s step outside,” he croons.
She is startled - her cheeks begin to swoon.
Fresh air cools her down. She enjoys the chills.
The robins sings of lovely things - knees weak,
as he brushes a kiss upon her cheek.