Long Sha Poems
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It's because of ya ya ya you
I'm ashamed to be wa wa wa white
Don't be sus sus sus suprised If I don't fa fa fa forgive you or f f f fight
All I can sa sa sa say is ga ga ga go castrate yourself
And sssstring yourself up like blood fruit
From a ta ta ta tree or a ca ca ca cross
You're all la la la lost and fa fa fa far from being superior
So pa pa pa please, go da da da dig your own grave and jump in
For there's nothing to win when you're ju ju ju just wrong
No songs will be sus sus sus sung in your honor
Ka ka ka keep hiding your head in your hu hu hu hood
You all look like ghosts to mum mum mum me anyway
As a mum mum mum matter of fffffact, you're all du du du dead inside
And you'll never be fu fu fu fffreee and you'll never be gu gu gu good
As of lu lu lu lu late you just lllllive in hate
The p p p p pain you inflict will never be right
May the ra ra ra rains fall hard on your night
May your da da da dreams never ca ca ca come true
But mum mum mum mmmaybe one day you mum mum mmmay see the light
Just ta ta ta take off your ru ru robe and ba ba ba burn it in plain sight
And re re rejoin the hu hu human race, stop ba ba ba bummin me out
It's just plain da da da dumb, dumb, dumb dumb
Idiocracy at its wa wa wa worst!
Ju ju ju just leave us all alone and ga ga ga go sa sa sa suck on a bone
I'll never wa wa wa walk in your sha sha sha shoes, in fu fu fu fact
You sh sh sh should take yours off
And ra ra ra roam until your fa fa fa feet ba ba ba bleed
Mummummum maybe then you just might see
Who am I kidding?
You'll never see the truth the way that you are
You're just too ruthless, it's sa sa sa ssso ba ba ba bizarre
So, do us all a favor and take a knife to your throat
'Cause you've missed the ba ba ba boat
No ka ka ka coins on your eyes will make you fa fa fa float
Or sus sus sus save your soul!
It's just not oh ku ku ku ka ka ka kay to be you!
It's not okay! Kay kay kay
Okay? kay! KKK
It's not okay!
When I was 10 my world was fun
Filled with friends and joy & laughter
I didn't know what was to come
Who I'd become thereafter
11 came and I changed schools
With all my friends and aspirations
Along came homework and more rules
A pretty rigid education
Walking down the corridor
My arms around 2 friends
They said "stop!" they'll think we're gay
And right away, my innocence ends
I knew that word could not be good
Not something I should be
So I agreed and shrugged it off
After all, what had that to do with me?
First they started on and off
And then became relentless
Shouting ***, fairy, queen and poof
I was just a kid, alone and defenceless
I felt humiliated, but you see
I thought, this can not last!?
And then my friends turned their backs on me
I felt my spirit shrinking fast
8 hours a day, 5 days a week
Was more thank I could take
For 7 years my prison grew
If I was going to survive, I had to escape!
The bullying got worse you see
I couldn't speak of this at home
My mind became a safe place to be
And I got "I'm not normal, I'm alone!"
When they laughed and passed pictures of me around the room
And the humiliation started
My face turned red, I felt despair and gloom
Then into my head I departed
I knew from now on that I was doomed
Life could never be the same
Because in the background something loomed
The voice in my head said I was to blame
I couldn't understand when I screamed out inside
Why nobody could ever hear me
No one helped when I stood and cried
No one came to rescue me
As an adult I found it bizarre
Why can't I let anyone in?
I couldn't see the prison bars
That kept me safe, but trapped within
I was pretty smart I guess
This prison I created
Kept me from harm, keeps in the mess
Whenever I'm humiliated
I ask you please consider all
When you see "Leave me alone"
Hear me shout from behind my prison wall
Don't Ever leave me alone!
Winter time is here, It's getting colder
and colder. Before long snow will be
falling and the holidays will be here.
The table will be full of holiday food,
but there won't be much holiday
cheer.
Cause the main person won't be here
to celebrate the holiday cheer.
Our first holiday season without you
here. Since you been gone things haven't
been the same. Now that the holidays
are here it's even harder to smile
without you here.
Even though we can't see you, we
know you wouldn't miss it for a
million years, but it still ain't the
same without you sitting here beside
us sharing the holidays and the
holiday cheer.
Just remember this holiday season, that
you are and will always be in our hearts
and thoughts throughout the year. You
are still loved and missed everyday and
every year. Remember all the loved ones
you left behind, especially Sha who
loves and misses you so. Friends miss
you too!!!
Love Your Family
Form:
One stormy night in Magalluf, it rained and rained it rained all day
By half past ten we'd had enough, time to call it all a day
Then we heard some music playing, the sweet sound of a violin
So our footsteps started straying, to the magic bar that he played in.
As we stumbled through the doorway, he clocked us with a cheerful grin
As we walked across the floorway, the strangest thing was happening
For our feet then started tapping, we didn't know quite what to think
And then our hands just started clapping before we settled down to drink
Glory Glory Hallelujah, sha la la la la la la lay
Doobee doobee doobee dooya, ole ole ole ole
Glory Glory Hallelujah, sha la la la la la lay
Doobee doobee doobee dooya, ole ole ole ole
He played fast then played it faster as people twirled around the floor
Louder than a ghetto blaster, the crowd all hollered out for more
So we got up and started dancing, we thought we'd dance the night away
The rhythms there were so entrancing, when we saw Mick the Fiddler play.
He's going wild, he's up there jumping, his fiddling fast with Irish fire
So we're up our hearts a -pumping as the tempo rises higher
He sang of joy he sang of sorrow this quite extraordinary man
He said don't think about tomorrow enjoy your pleasures while you can
Glory glory Hallelujah, shalla lalla lalla lay
Doobee doobee doobee dooya Ole ole ole ole
Glory glory Hallelujah, shalla lalla lalla lay
Doobee doobee doobee dooya, Ole ole ole ole.
TO HEAR ME SING THIS.
GO ON TO YOUTUBE.
MICK THE FIDDLER, LOUIS SPENCE
THANK YOU.
So many thoughts. so much stress, tryna peel around corners of suggestion, dodging fear bullets tryna answer your questions.
Feeling so distant from thought, thought I could run, but i'm caught up again, words just aren't good enough to describe the pain i'm in.
I'm losing, losing my war with self, losing sanity, & losing it all, backed up fetaled in a corner,
slowly losing vanity, vision blurred, curved, &skewed. Like condemn your thoughts. Believe words and blame views. Definite deficit difference, acknowledged by many, feared by some, &ignored by few.
young minds grab a pad and let the pen speak scriptures and leak truths, like the bible was known to the face of the unchanging, &pissed on by the blasphemy you hear in the news.
Thanks swizz, we cruise on to the next one, limiting all within all I've seen young-in slung, hung by nuice louder than ears drum, ears drumming out catastrophe. Comparing natural disasters to the lord's only begotten son.
Son of a bastard father, son of a *****, son of none, A motherless child. They treat me like i was a new religion, judged by appearance, Looking into my equivalent of a bible and treating it like it's Saul Williams' diary, Opening a telegram of coded language & screaming Sha Clack Clack at the misleading analogies,
of me,
to things like hurricanes, earthquakes, and tsunamis, naw mean, naw, me, not me, wrong clip, take another picture, &reassess the image in your menstrual mirror, get to know me a lil and maybe you can judge me. Because until then, you'd never know my fear of what you think of me..
I know a girl who lives in Indy,
She wore a short skirt on a day that was windy,
When the wind blew, she thought it was a gas.
To show all the people her little cute ass.
As she strolled along, she bumped into a man,
He smiled at her so sweetly, that she became his fan,
He said his name was Eddie, she said she was Michelle,
And what happened next, well I'm not allowed to tell.
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Earlier, I wrote a poem, and I sent it down to you,
What I'm gonna write this time, I haven't got a clue,
When my fingers press the keys, I hope that words will flow,
So what this ode will turn in to, I really just don't know.
Now, I'm on the second verse, the first one wasn't much,
Words are just not flowing, I must have lost my touch,
If things don't happen quickly, I'll write something else instead,
My career as a poet, will have to be declared dead.
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I am going to have another try, at being a poetry writer,
I cannot stop my verse career, I have to be a fighter,
Rhyming words is not so hard, giving up would be so meek,
If I can't do it by Sunday, I'll give it up next week.
Words like 'orange' crack me up, there is no word for it to rhyme,
Another one is 'Indianapolis', my career ain't worth a dime,
I'm gonna try writing songs instead, rhyming words ain't so important
So here I go...sha la la lee, Life is not........impotent.
My grandmother was poor
and she didn't do a thing
She let men abuse her body
and had a dozen kids to account for her sins
She taught her kids the worst message
She taught them to be content with what they see
Now my mother is a seed from her but she raise me differently
What she taught me is how to survive
the lessons she told me are ones she never got
she made some mistakes and had kids at a young age
But she worked really hard and my mother has a lot of heart
People in higher positions are envious of her
Because she has the capabilities and the smarts
But she never had time to get that safety net degree
the one you can shove in people's faces
whenever they feel like your beneath them
So she'd say sha you have to do better than me
you have to stopped the cycle or we'll never be free
She got herself a good man before she had me
who stuck by her side and loved her completely
So when I was born I lived a full life
filled with joy and beautiful opportunities
But nothing good ever lasts
and my father eventually passed
So did the money and my fun times crashed
but I understand what my mother said completely
that's why i'm gonna get that safety net degree
cause I don't want my mother to struggle any more
I want to break this cycle so when she reaches and old age
she will be safe and secure
I don't want her to have to worry anymore
that's why I strive for better
A better today, there's a better way
to make a better tomorrow
Happy with the start of 2020, at one go,
Hoping for new achievements too and fro.
Who had imagined the world will come to a standstill?
A tiny particle, a virus could create a pandemic.
With chaos and rumors spreading everywhere,
Are we next? this thought really scares.
Death is inevitable you see,
Some will die soon, some late, that's lifes irony.
Start living and overcome all your fears,
We can together heal, Join hands, all my dears.
Stop fearing tribe, Medics are there to comfort you,
Report as soon as you suspect yourself or your nears.
Scientist are struggling for a futile solution,
We as a team of medics are answering and treating your difficulties.
Stay safe at your homes,
Don't dare flicker or roam.
We are worried about our nation,
This phase will pass soon, it's our affirmation.
A promise I want from the entire realm,
We will augment more, protect our surrounding and nature, till eternity.
At this crucial stage, join hands for humanity sake,
Let's unite together, make our world stable for the next generation.
This verse is dedicated to every human on this planet. Dont fear, let's heal together. This phase will pass soon. This is our lesson to be more humble towards nature. Let's return to a simple life rather than a chaotic one. Stop worrying it will end soon. In sha Allah.Ameen.
Plz, shower your love and blessings. Critcism is accepted with a smile.
Jorogumo a poem by thomas laufey
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Senzo no rei yo, watashi wa anata o yobu, chikaku-ryoku no aru fushi-sha
I am stretched out between the graves of those that came before me ever seeking
Never finding solace between the rotted coffins with the bones long since decomposed
So i sing and dance till one night into deaths dark embrace, cooling,sealing myself to his hands which even the fates listen to, so hear me sing and cry and scream my despair
At my true love’s lie, whom I entrusted with my heart,
So as i cry and weep in my dead parents arms,
I loathe myself for believing his deceits and treacheries.
Sobbing mercilessly at the sight of the full moon and the sakura petals that fill the air,
While my foes men dare to try to take this waste of life back to their master,
So i transform on this cursed night to take my vengence on all life
And to join the ranks of the ayakashi and yokai, to kill the treacherous spider who deceived me
That monstrous tsuchigumo
Akuma fuku ge no watashi o anata no hitori ni kaeru.otto no nayami ni watashi o kaete. Azamuki no geijutsu ni oite, watashi o jo`o ni shiyou. Kumo no jo`o o miyo
Lo behold the spider queen
The ferocity and deceptions of my husbands clan of the earth spider personified
As he killed what I hold dear so shall I
For i am jorogumo the spider queen, the man eater and the destroyer of the earth spiders
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Dat Ole River (The Calcasieu)
Dats a lazy ole river, dats a muddy ole river.
Dat river she flows on and on and on,
Dat river she flows;
Through my mind, to my soul.
Dat river she be wide,
And dem shrimp nets scrape her belly;
And dem crawfish play around her.
Dat river she be life, She be life to me.
I used to go there with my Momma.
Momma she fixed da Gumbo, da Gumbo and the bisque.
Momma she boiled the crabs and crawfish;
By dat ole muddy river.
I took my Marie down to the river;
Took my sweet Sha to dat river.
An we swam there in the moonlight;
I fell in love beneath that moon.
I poled my pirogue down dat river;
Down that muddy, swampy river.
I raised my children round that river.
That river she be life to me.
Come and play for me the accordion,
The accordion and French harp.
Bring fat Mommas and fat babies
And we’ll have a fais do do.
Bring sweet wine and red boudin,
Bring the red and white boudin,
To the banks of dat ole river.
We grow old and die together.
Dear ole Calcasieu.
Dats a lazy old river, Dats a dirty old river.
Dat river she flows on and on;
Dat river she flows through my mind, To my soul.