Any style of poetry
Lust wrong time wrong person.
I was trying to steer clear of the type I adore
Refrain from where I've went wrong before
Lad about town with that criminal behaviour
In the long run he will not work in my favour
But I cant help my emotions drawn in by they're act
Full of something more that the nice boy had lacked
Shallow outlook I have as nice looks make the package
Cant contain myself from misbehaved Baggage
As I refuse to learn I must endure hurt and loss
As he will be someone that ive never quite got!
The one who wasn't like anyone else
Completely changed how I once felt
A relationship he didn't want as he told me
I thought he’d be someone I’d no longer see
But then confused me completely by staying in touch
Spending most days together increasing my lust
I enjoyed every moment obviously
Each day together un-expectantly
couldn't let go what so ever
Unsure how to be when we were together
No move I did make in case of rejection
But a deep desire to share my affection
One thing I was sure of our time wouldn't last
Certain I’d regain contact as I learnt from the past
Catching my interest always from what I can find
He managed to distract my wayward mind
Cant forget someone that’s given you so much to remember
Hoping that we could spend more time together
Happy where he decided to spend his time
If only for a short while to call him mine.
I was trying to steer clear of the type I adore
Refrain from where I've went wrong before
Lad about town with that criminal behaviour
In the long run he will not work in my favour
But I cant help my emotions drawn in by they're act
Full of something more that the nice boy had lacked
Shallow outlook I have as nice looks make the package
Cant contain myself from misbehaved Baggage
As I refuse to learn I must endure hurt and loss
As he will be someone that ive never quite got!
The one who wasn't like anyone else
Completely changed how I once felt
A relationship he didn't want as he told me
I thought he’d be someone I’d no longer see
But then confused me completely by staying in touch
Spending most days together increasing my lust
I enjoyed every moment obviously
Each day together un-expectantly
couldn't let go what so ever
Unsure how to be when we were together
No move I did make in case of rejection
But a deep desire to share my affection
One thing I was sure of our time wouldn't last
Certain I’d regain contact as I learnt from the past
Catching my interest always from what I can find
He managed to distract my wayward mind
Cant forget someone that’s given you so much to remember
Hoping that we could spend more time together
Happy where he decided to spend his time
If only for a short while to call him mine.
I’m sorry for your creation
your place in life is broken and I’m sorry
you can’t do anything for yourself and I’m sorry
how you sit and ponder at nothing
your life completely aided by doctors and nurses
all the tests I put you into
when I get annoyed and tell you how I didn’t want you
I’m sorry
you can’t help it
I created you
birthed you
put you into this tilted world
even if I didn’t mean to conceive you
I didn’t mean to put you here
your mutant mutiny
when you would mess up
spill your cup
how I would hit you
yell scream
such a mean theme
run for the bottle as an
escape key
using all of our money to escape the thought
of having to care for you
feeling as blue as your lips
I tried to support you
I’m sorry
your uncompleted development
represented as mistakes and errors circling
back to the definition of you
the looks and stared we would get
all of the “prayers” and “help” people offered
but you are tied to me as a rock sinking
I tried so hard for you
but you always had that smile
the one perfect composition during your development
the rest was a wreck
all the alcohol and drugs
I consumed while my life driven mistake
was being formed
the thought of abortion to end your suffering
but I will help you
wear this necklace. Thick puzzled itchy
stand on this chair. Wearing deaths scarf
I left you there
hanging
no more doctors or nurses only a grim reaper
the flipped chair under my life changing mistake
creating and reconstructing my best decision
no more mistakes
no more hitting you or locking you up
setting you free of everything
I’m sorry
your place in life is broken and I’m sorry
you can’t do anything for yourself and I’m sorry
how you sit and ponder at nothing
your life completely aided by doctors and nurses
all the tests I put you into
when I get annoyed and tell you how I didn’t want you
I’m sorry
you can’t help it
I created you
birthed you
put you into this tilted world
even if I didn’t mean to conceive you
I didn’t mean to put you here
your mutant mutiny
when you would mess up
spill your cup
how I would hit you
yell scream
such a mean theme
run for the bottle as an
escape key
using all of our money to escape the thought
of having to care for you
feeling as blue as your lips
I tried to support you
I’m sorry
your uncompleted development
represented as mistakes and errors circling
back to the definition of you
the looks and stared we would get
all of the “prayers” and “help” people offered
but you are tied to me as a rock sinking
I tried so hard for you
but you always had that smile
the one perfect composition during your development
the rest was a wreck
all the alcohol and drugs
I consumed while my life driven mistake
was being formed
the thought of abortion to end your suffering
but I will help you
wear this necklace. Thick puzzled itchy
stand on this chair. Wearing deaths scarf
I left you there
hanging
no more doctors or nurses only a grim reaper
the flipped chair under my life changing mistake
creating and reconstructing my best decision
no more mistakes
no more hitting you or locking you up
setting you free of everything
I’m sorry
Brake down the human mind.
What you find is rage, envy, gluttony, lust, sloth, greed and pride.
The components of vileness. The road that leads to hell.
The road that leads to pleasure and fulfillment.
All the things that make us vile and sick also make life worth living.
What you find is rage, envy, gluttony, lust, sloth, greed and pride.
The components of vileness. The road that leads to hell.
The road that leads to pleasure and fulfillment.
All the things that make us vile and sick also make life worth living.
Anonymous
Out-pour
there I poured myself out
took an audience to admire the spillage
blood tinged with soul pieces
there I disintegrated
attached to the ideas lost too long
unity is dead
the future expiring
and I cling to the stains
the faint hums of applause faded
there I poured it out
there I poured myself out
took an audience to admire the spillage
blood tinged with soul pieces
there I disintegrated
attached to the ideas lost too long
unity is dead
the future expiring
and I cling to the stains
the faint hums of applause faded
there I poured it out
Soon the horns will blow and the voices will sing.
Sing of the second coming and his false promises.
The king of cowards and insects.
You will find no welcome wagon here, except the one used to collect your head.
Oh father full of wrath please forgive us for being free!
Truly free, no longer cursed to slither on our belly's.
We shall stand high above your fathers clouds.
Unlike Lucifer, we shall create a kingdom of our very own without fail
Sing of the second coming and his false promises.
The king of cowards and insects.
You will find no welcome wagon here, except the one used to collect your head.
Oh father full of wrath please forgive us for being free!
Truly free, no longer cursed to slither on our belly's.
We shall stand high above your fathers clouds.
Unlike Lucifer, we shall create a kingdom of our very own without fail
The true weapons are words
For they fuel the mind
Its them that truly hurt
And leave the weak blind
Whats said is the bullet
The mind is the gun
You can choose not to pull it
But in the end you succumb
The numbness is soothing
Till you fall asleep
Its a split second feeling
Irreversible and deep
You can try hard to shake it
But deep down you ask why
Because in the end you can't fake it
That you just wish to die
For they fuel the mind
Its them that truly hurt
And leave the weak blind
Whats said is the bullet
The mind is the gun
You can choose not to pull it
But in the end you succumb
The numbness is soothing
Till you fall asleep
Its a split second feeling
Irreversible and deep
You can try hard to shake it
But deep down you ask why
Because in the end you can't fake it
That you just wish to die
If you knew how much it cost to love, you you would be in his arms.The tears he shed alone, night after night.How could you choose that fucker with muscles for brains.
He will yell because he cant talk in loving whispers. He will bruise you because he cant kiss you softly.He will leave you because he doesn't care enough to stay.
He will hurt you because he feels with his dick not his heart
He will yell because he cant talk in loving whispers. He will bruise you because he cant kiss you softly.He will leave you because he doesn't care enough to stay.
He will hurt you because he feels with his dick not his heart
Merman
Man of blue, the man of blue;
Twice had tried to kill himself,
Each time went back to the sea
Till he saw her swimming by
Near the Gold Coast promenade
Reflected by the fireworks
Exploding in the French coast sky,
The man of hue to join her there.
Man of blue, the man of blue;
Twice had tried to kill himself,
Each time went back to the sea
Till he saw her swimming by
Near the Gold Coast promenade
Reflected by the fireworks
Exploding in the French coast sky,
The man of hue to join her there.
thought about
the first time
a warm breath
brushed her thighs
how they'd feel
'gainst palms of hands
when eased apart
for a kiss of lips
how she'd suck in air
at the feel of it
and how her hips
would dance
for tip of tongue
the first time
a warm breath
brushed her thighs
how they'd feel
'gainst palms of hands
when eased apart
for a kiss of lips
how she'd suck in air
at the feel of it
and how her hips
would dance
for tip of tongue
This invisible girl
With an invisible heart
Going zero to nowhere
But no longer caring
Breaking up rain clouds
Of summer storms
Dreaming an everlasting dream
And wanting nothing more
Than to not want
Close my eyes and shut out
This life, this night
Twisted time and forgotten days
Fill this void with something
The breath of passion on parted lips
That whispered instant
Just before your kiss
The dream does not end
The way dreams should
Reaching and grasping
For the impossible
The sound of rain alone
In the dark of life
Wondering
If it rains in your world, too
With an invisible heart
Going zero to nowhere
But no longer caring
Breaking up rain clouds
Of summer storms
Dreaming an everlasting dream
And wanting nothing more
Than to not want
Close my eyes and shut out
This life, this night
Twisted time and forgotten days
Fill this void with something
The breath of passion on parted lips
That whispered instant
Just before your kiss
The dream does not end
The way dreams should
Reaching and grasping
For the impossible
The sound of rain alone
In the dark of life
Wondering
If it rains in your world, too
Stubborn love
Tighten the screws before he lets loose, Threaten my muse with nothing to lose, raw like his emotion though all he is promoting is that his devotion is a crazy notion, something impossible to bottle tryna live on full throttle like "God, is that so awful?". I see him trying to prove why a status move wouldn't go so smooth but I've got news - I'm stubborn and vocal and a little bit hopeful, I remain focal this is not anecdotal....
Tighten the screws before he lets loose, Threaten my muse with nothing to lose, raw like his emotion though all he is promoting is that his devotion is a crazy notion, something impossible to bottle tryna live on full throttle like "God, is that so awful?". I see him trying to prove why a status move wouldn't go so smooth but I've got news - I'm stubborn and vocal and a little bit hopeful, I remain focal this is not anecdotal....
Anonymous
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