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Don’t Marry Me

I am not the girl you would want to settle down

I never want to settle.

Your mom and I are sure to get along

But I’m not staying, honey, so

So long!

Your entire family is sure to love me

But setting down isn’t something I forsee.

So boy, go get along

You and I just don’t belong

Don’t Understand

They couldn’t and don’t understand her

Often wondering why she prefers to be alone

Why she wouldn’t want to be in relationships

Why she’d rather grow old by herself.

She couldn’t let them understand

That her happiness was not tied to relationships

That she was happiest being alone

I Don’t Know

Oh how could you whine

And how could you rhyme 

If it’s such a crime

And there is no time

When what you do is not enough

Life is not a game and you have to be tough

Everything you do and everything you say

Is not seen or heard of in any way

But how could you just do nothing at all

When I have given you oh my all

Don’t 

Don’t I look pretty?

Don’t I look nice?

Don’t I look preppy and witty?

Don’t I look sweet with a little spice?

Don’t I?

Don’t I…

I Don’t Understand

I thought that was it
I thought you’d be it
Turns out just like before, you are just a phase

I’ve let you go and I am not holding back
You’re not the one for me
I guess you never were

And although that is something I don’t understand
I accept the truth and the fact
So I can be at peace with myself

It’s not what you do that hurts me, it’s what you don’t that does

I Don’t

I don’t hold my breath when you’re around
Though your presence has always been the most wonderful sound.
I don’t feel butterflies at all
But your presence alone makes me feel ten times tall!
I don’t feel my heart skip a beat
But hearing your voice is a feeling so sweet.
I don’t think I’m in love with you, no, not yet
But maybe in the future, I think, I bet

Don’t even go there…

Don’t try to use your sorcery on me
Don’t flash that smile that crinkles your eyes and make them disappear
I’m holding my tongue and I don’t want this to be
Much like what happened before to me

I’m controlling myself and I’m not going to make
The same mistakes I did
So don’t even start by looking at me that way

Maria Michaela

Please Don’t Read This Poem

Please don’t read this poem.
It’s only meant for me.
That’s it. Just move along now.
There’s nothing here to see.

Besides, I’m sure you’d rather
just go outside and play.
So put the poem down now
and slowly back away.

Hey, why are you still reading?
That isn’t very nice.
I’ve asked you once politely.
Don’t make me ask you twice.

I’m telling you, it’s private.
Do not read one more line.
Hey! That’s one more. Now stop it.
This isn’t yours; it’s mine.

You’re not allowed to read this.
You really have to stop.
If you don’t quit this instant,
I swear I’ll call a cop.

He’ll drag you off in handcuffs.
He’ll lock you up in jail,
and leave you there forever
until you’re old and frail.

Your friends will all forget you.
You won’t be even missed.
Your family, too, will likely
forget that you exist.

And all because you read this
instead of having fun.
It’s too late now, amigo;
the poem’s nearly done.

There’s only one solution.
Here’s what you’ll have to do:
Tell all your friends and family
they shouldn’t read it too.

– Kenn Nesbitt

When I was just a kid, I wasn’t yet an adult

I did not work or worry about money

I played all day whether sunny or rainy

Life was a dream though  I wished to grow old

For I thought grown-ups had more fun

It turns out, kids have the life

To eat, play, watch TV, have fun, sleep

then play some more, almost all day

Yes, you get reprimanded, but you get loads of ice cream

and cake, candies and other pastries

Grown ups just look tired all the time

And grouchy like cave people

When I was a kid, I envied the grown ups for they could stay up

as late as they wished to

Not knowing that they envied my youth and vibrance

When I was a kid, I thought I had the greatest problem,

HOMEWORK

When I grew up, I realized, it’s a much bigger world

and problems are worse than homeworks

Kids wish to be grown ups yet once grow up,

they wish to be kids again

Isn’t it funny?

Kids are so lucky!

They just don’t see it that way

Not yet

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