Don't judge a book by its cover
The inside can even be worse.
Body building is for health
Not for showoff.
To become shamess
First be shirtless.
Legend focus on target
Novice focus on subject.
Categories:
showoff, inspiration, life, motivation,
Form: Free verse
Imagine if you would,
a comedic TV show.
Funny most evenings
and has a nice flow.
The guy who works
for Police homicide
the one who dose
the chalk outline.
A psychic friend of mine,
who's always on time,
He's a real psychic
He actually tells people
when not to show up for work,
or when they should
or shouldn't drive.
He's trying to save lives.
Working alone and
telling people over the phone,
when they should stay home.
He's been reported
to the police.
And chewed out
by the police chief.
He tells people to double lock
their doors so
they don't get robbed.
He knocks on your door
and says if you don't mind,
I don't want you
to become a chalk outline.
tomorrow don't answer
your door after 4:00
And ya know kids
like being told,
to be cool and
stay home from school...
Because their boyfriend
or girlfriend Ain't quite right.
Like a song that's sung,
they like to showoff
playing with a Gun.
The parents can't complain,
until then neighbors kid got shot.
They thought he was insane.
Categories:
showoff, city, death of a
Form: Free verse
Bulky ute voyeur selects sleek sporty stalion
Driving by, supersedes her oversized sedan
Wide wheel arches have Porche comparison
Voracious engine's enthuse easily enchants
Large car cast dispelled by lacklustre Calais
Original conjur 370Z parked beside boring
Low leg swing exclusive slide in, magic valet
Over revved start stabs adrenalin assuring
Our dear Dara, choice contacted in December
Available last minute to test drive his beast
Black gloss road boss, enlarged 'lungs' terror
Capable crazy bitumen baby, tester pleased
Ultimate Man concurs, the amenable outcome
Keys in her hand a few days after, aura froze
Couldn't imagine huge generosity from anyone
Racing car reap, increase on what she sows
Merry go round roads, another showoff slotted
Silver pole stabilised glides in Surfers cycle
Crosslane carousel onlookers, briefly besotted
By hot hoof nimble Nissan race horse style
28th March
Too Great of a Man
Categories:
showoff, blessing, business, simple, tribute,
Form: Rhyme
So devastating is the joy this arm brings
To the poor and the needy
With shabby hearts from the titled elite
Heart's illness is a showoff to seal
The foaming chants on the street
And on the news to make awesome headlines
What blessed hearts are they that give in secret!
Not to publish the right hands doings for left hands views
And be composed melodious song be sings
For all they want is fame story so greedy
Which dwells in guise conceits
A honorary free deal
Born out of cares that tears the ought treat
Though must have forgotten the day of fame and praises' deadlines
When time shall be knockedout
To account for memories blackout
Categories:
showoff, giving, heartbroken, pride, sad,
Form: Rhyme
My brother had his friends
and I had mine.
We were playing
in a tree that was
easy to climb.
He was showing off
jumping from limb to limb
only this time he missed
and I watched him fall.
One bone is broken
his pride was a little hurt.
Bad news for my Mother
who just got off from work.
Like a hero
our friends carried him to my Mother.
Who showed more anger than alarm?
Her ten-year-old showoff
had just broken his arm.
Didn't come to any real harm.
At least he wasn't bleeding
and hadn't broken his neck.
Sad now the Hospital
will be getting most
of my Mother's small check.
Categories:
showoff, child, family, friendship, imagery,
Form: Free verse
Pop, grind, slide,
Baggy pants, oversized shirt,
Who washed?
Here comes a novice with wood.
We ignore him until he wanders away.
My pal Doug is practicing a 186 change
Flipping his board over and over, landing on it.
He’s a beginner too, but for some reason it does not bother me.
Maybe because we are friends.
I wander up and give him a couple of Chinese Nollies
And a Biebelheimer
I am such a showoff on my board!
Cannot help it.
Spent a year or two practicing all these moves.
My cousin is practicing the stairs.
Ends up with a loud slam.
We clap for him.
Sounded like he broke a couple of teeth.
He gets up, pleased, takes a bow.
Hey! Watch me do this Fakie 180, the new kid yells.
We ignore him. He’s not one of us.
He does a hippie jump and lands on his nose.
I wander over to check on him.
Maybe I was too harsh.
Categories:
showoff, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse
You are great
Your cotribution to nation is so much
We love you very much
You always teach
We consider it as you preach
Long live your glory!
Your demise makes us worry
Though you're wise,remained calm
Illiterate empty vessels always harm
Among wealthy showoff leaders
You proved you're a simple leader
At present ,leader means corruption
How you're away from such an institution
Many bachelor leaders are money lovers
But you love nation and students
You're not only teacher of students
You taught a lesson to the universe
What to dream,and how to live
for a nation to become super power!
India salutes you,the rocket president
Abdul Kalam the great!
Categories:
showoff, allegory,
Form: Elegy
Hear the screams in the night, they are shattering
moonlight breaking, reverberating, splattering
Down the hall, she feels so small, cradled by the dark
blood red like roses are finger petaled swelled slap marks
Makeup smears with tears like a clown in a funhouse mirror
With a voice of a mouse in a barefoot house, no one hears her
Body is sore she explores all the aching joints and pain
replaying the nightmare she steers through the shame
And the stories of "if only's" are jokers justifications
A marionette that never forgets the devils grin
This endless circle like the phases of the showoff moon
comes the ride of the tide the anger drowns her too soon
Licking wounds she is a submissive to the open hand
convincing her legs she is too weak to ever self stand
But she whispers "heaven help me" as closes her swollen eyes
raw throat choked she prays to God to let her die
Hear the prayers in the night, they are streaming
shackle freeing, hope believing, promise keeping
Just listen.
Categories:
showoff, abuse,
Form: Rhyme
Life is so complicated I don't know where to go,
Life is so complicated that my feelings I can't able to show.
Life is so complicated that I can't break myself free,
Life is so complicated that I can't from distress able to flee.
Life is so complicated that I need to burn myself in a flame,
Life is so complicated that I need to do showoff to have a fame.
Life is so complicated that I can't be in this world the way I am,
Life is so complicated that to stop emotions I have to build in a mind a selfish dam.
Life is so complicated that I can't be able to enjoy everywhere freedom of speech,
Life is so complicated that good things I find myself quite hard to preach.
Life is so complicated that true love I cannot easily able to find,
Life is so complicated that for success I have to become selfish of different kind.
Life is so complicated that I can't freely able to enjoy my own life,
Life is so complicated that I need to destroy others to thrive.
Life is so complicated that I need to stay with someone without even finding with her any bond,
Life is so complicated that even after loving someone truly I can't able to move with her a little beyond.
Categories:
showoff, life,
Form: Rhyme
What to say.....
Sometime I feel like life is just a dark way
Where we move like a shadow
Don't know what is the meaning of that
And why we are here
Sometime I feel nothing is constant
No relation no love only I am remain alone
All are just for name just for showoff
Nothing else remain with us
Feel like cry feel like to die
Why all hurt like that And pain like hell ....
No answers nothing will change
Then why I am here without any aim
Nothing else remain then why we are here
What is the motive and what is unchanged
Hope and hope we doing but
Nothing will happen as we want
Feelings changes according to time
Then what is according with us
Don't know but feel like nothing
Existing but no existence...
Hope someday I found why I am here
What is unchanged and remain
What is the aim of life
And what we do here except hoping ..........
Categories:
showoff, absence, bangla, courage, crazy,
Form: Blank verse
Spice of life
Spunky
Monkey
Cultured dance
Hokey
Pokey
Treetop climb
Showoff
Blow off
Pride precedes
Humble
Tumble
Waiting bush
Got him,
Caught him!
Watching girls
Smirking
Irking
Normal day
Madly
Badly
Monkeys see
You do
Do too
Game is born:
Spunky monkey hokey pokey showoff blow off humble tumble got him caught him bushy pushy!
{aka: Monkeying Around. Written June 6th, 2015}
Categories:
showoff, animal, friendship, funny, games,
Form: Footle
Nature opens itself more
To people who look deeply
Than to those that bother
Only to just see
She’s a showoff, a braggart, exhibitionist,
A Grande Dame, a diva …yet
Her Bette Midler/Madonna persona
Is revealed to only people like me
People who not only glance at…
But cup blossoms lovingly in hand
Inhaling her essence
Breathing deep, her perfume so grand
She’ll gift you her favors
If in turn you give your attention
Allow you to savor the flavors
With out a hint of pretention
But most miss her beauty
And tis such a sad thing to me
That they fail to look closely
Bother only to see
So I say, bury your nose in a rose
Surrender yourself in it’s scent
Take the time to look closely
‘Twill be a moment well spent
Categories:
showoff, nature, people, people,
Form: Rhyme