Girlfriend Slam Poems | Examples
These Girlfriend Slam poems are examples of Slam poems about Girlfriend. These are the best examples of Slam Girlfriend poems written by international poets.
Basically this is true
While she was on a salon queue
For a perfect choice
Later got treated with a perfect choice.
Hiding proof of cheating reason with disappointments
The salon owner uses truth
Advantaging his pen+is spitting
consequences of ******** rain coated
twisting destiny of ink
She ignored promises and swallowed pride
Vomiting Desperation
Trapped in reality fighting consequences
Mistakes accused testifying
Trust was on stake
Maybe karma was a mistake
Waterfalls are not craved to flow on skin of man
Dignity must be maintained from within
That's the basic plan
Insecurities haunted happiness
He wrote this poem while home
but on Facebook
Poetry caused lovers to be undefined
BY: Thabang Kuteng (Spa10)
i dont care who you are
or what you think of me
build me up and break me down
then take your "stuff"* and flee
i hate you
you know it too
so bring it to my plate
take a point and hold my ground
to not spew all my hate
you were so nice in the beginning
well, what the "heck"* are you now?
gone, love, thats what you are
a filthy ugly cow
i am still the nice guy
lord, you have said so much worse
and still im here, i still get by
a blessing, not a curse.
i didnt snap hard enough to say what i meant
I AWOKE TO A NEW DAY,
AND NOW I SEE THINGS MORE CLEARLY.
WHAT ELSE CAN I SAY,
FOR IF YOU COULD LISTEN TO MY HEART YOU COULD HEAR ME!
IF MY HEARTS SONG WOULD SING TO YOU,
IT WOULD SERENADE YOUR EMOTIONAL DESIRE.
FORGIVE ME FOR THE THINGS IVE PUT YOU THROUGH,
MY INSECURITIES HAD ME WRAPPED IN BARBED WIRE!
I ASKED GOD FOR FORGIVENESS,
FOR THE THINGS IVE SAID AND DONE.
YOU WERE MY ANGELIC PRINCESS,
AND I WAS SELFISH TO PUSH YOU AWAY AND RUN!
THEY SAY WHEN YOU LOVE SOMETHING SET IT FREE.
BUT IF YOU GIVE UP SO EASILY-THEN IT WAS NOT MEANT TO BE!
TIME WILL TELL ALL THINGS,
AND I CAN ONLY PRAY YOUR FEELINGS ARE STRONG ENOUGH.
LET ME PLAY A MELODY ON YOUR HEARTSTRINGS,
AND BEFORE GOD IT WILL BE A SONG OF ETERNAL LOVE!!!!!
To live a life of splendor
A life of joy, comfort, and wonder
You knocked...
I opened.
Trust me, believe me, stand by me
The one in your dreams, let me be
You knocked...
I opened.
Walls slowly came crumbling down
Unaware of what was bound
You knocked...
I opened.
If only you came with a caution sign
so I could at least resign
You knocked...
I still opened.
Let the truth be told
For this I am too old
You knocked...
I cannot open.
Was I the fool
to be had by such a tool?
You continued to knock...
I will not open.
Farewell to you and your cruel lies
I turn a deaf ear to all your cries
You knocked...
I will NEVER open!
Last night you texted, "Honey, it’s the end"
But I will not cry…my heart will soon mend
‘Cuz I’ve got so many calls
Unlike you, from guys with balls
And tonight, those balls are of your best friend
continued from part 1
dakarai a few ladies said you're "fugly"
and I wonder what you look like.
"Fugly" means "fu#king ugly"
like your face was run over by a motor bike!
dakarai "ugliness" is only skin deep,
So don't worry your "poetic little head."
Guess what creep?
I guess that doesn't apply when you look like the walking dead!
dakarai enough about your repulsive looks,
let us discuss your personality.
It seems you mimic characters from story books,
and that's not reality!
dakarai: just be yourself,
no need trying to be something you're not.
It's bad for your poetic health,
thinking you have the good-looks of Lancelot!
dakarai just look at me,
I'm everything your girlfriend ever desired.
Even the ladies in your family read my poetry
and were inspired!
dakarai send me a "facebook friends request"
and don't worry, I'll approve.
As you swallow this slam and let it digest,
I'm already preparing my next move!!!
Wham bam
thank you ma’am.
This is a slam
and slam I am.
First and formost
I DON’T like your name.
I live in Pee Dee.
How can I slam someone
who has the name of my home.
Nope, I’ll just have to call you
Dis-strower, because you’re
no destroyer, just a dis thrower.
Actually I think you are a wuss
who just pretends
to go off the deepest of the deep ends,
so deep I get the bends
just from reading your fuss.
If you want to strow some of that stuff
my way I’m here any day.
I’ve got you covered.
Just roll those snake eyes
and I’ll throw them back at you,
Full of hypnosis and lobototosis.
Girlfriend, you’ll think you’re brain dead.
That hurtful dirt you normally spread
will clump up right behind your eyes.
You wont be able to see
any of those trashy words.
You’ll think you have verbal lock jaw.
You’ll be outgunned in the raw,
in a snowstorm of inuendo,
pseudo cyber ju jit su,
combined with verbal ka-ra-tayyyyy.
Come on girl, Charles is here todayyyyy
ready to dance on your playyyy.
savvayyy???
© Jul 16 2010 Charles Henderson for PD’s “slam” contest