Submissions by David_Macleod (14397816)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hi!
ANGER POEM
Published
15th Dec 2014 9:59pm
15th Dec 2014 9:59pm
An Atheist’s lament
I won’t bow the knee to your imaginary friend
I will not be brainwashed, my mind will not bend
I won’t read the book you offered to lend
Not written by god, by man it was penned
It offers God’s love but it’s all just pretend
I cannot believe in the message you send
My spirits not broken there’s nothing to mend
You wont take from me what you truly intend
I’m nobody’s fool, I’m not willing to spend
I’m not willing to do what you recommend
On logic and science I choose to depend
Your blinded by faith is what I contend
There’ll be no judgement when...
I will not be brainwashed, my mind will not bend
I won’t read the book you offered to lend
Not written by god, by man it was penned
It offers God’s love but it’s all just pretend
I cannot believe in the message you send
My spirits not broken there’s nothing to mend
You wont take from me what you truly intend
I’m nobody’s fool, I’m not willing to spend
I’m not willing to do what you recommend
On logic and science I choose to depend
Your blinded by faith is what I contend
There’ll be no judgement when...
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8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Dec 2014 9:50pm
15th Dec 2014 9:50pm
The Elevation Limerick
The problem I had: Elevation
Causing me much aggravation
She said “Come up the stair”
“To bed if you dare!”
It just led to further frustration
I went out with a nurse on a luncheon
The metaphor used: jelly truncheon
She said “Oh you poor man”
“I’ll do what I can”
“To cure your erectile dysfunction”
The surgeon said I wasn’t ill
Not a mountain to climb, just a hill
This will work to perfection
To restore your erection
Pre-sex just take this blue pill
Despite his advice I had doubt
I undressed whilst wearing a pout...
Causing me much aggravation
She said “Come up the stair”
“To bed if you dare!”
It just led to further frustration
I went out with a nurse on a luncheon
The metaphor used: jelly truncheon
She said “Oh you poor man”
“I’ll do what I can”
“To cure your erectile dysfunction”
The surgeon said I wasn’t ill
Not a mountain to climb, just a hill
This will work to perfection
To restore your erection
Pre-sex just take this blue pill
Despite his advice I had doubt
I undressed whilst wearing a pout...
726 reads
9 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Dec 2014 00:22am
15th Dec 2014 00:22am
You Stole My Heart
I remember
It was you
You stole my heart
You took it out and scrunched it
You slapped it hard and punched it
You stabbed it, you slashed it
You threw it down and smashed it
You ran and drop kicked it
With needles you pricked it
With hatred you filled it
With malice you killed it
With love lost and no further ado
A need to tell you:
“I really hate you!”
Battered and broken, a terminal crack
You stole my heart;
Now I want it back!
It was you
You stole my heart
You took it out and scrunched it
You slapped it hard and punched it
You stabbed it, you slashed it
You threw it down and smashed it
You ran and drop kicked it
With needles you pricked it
With hatred you filled it
With malice you killed it
With love lost and no further ado
A need to tell you:
“I really hate you!”
Battered and broken, a terminal crack
You stole my heart;
Now I want it back!
893 reads
8 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
14th Dec 2014 1:40pm
14th Dec 2014 1:40pm
Sam The Melancholic Cat
My man’s best friend was Sam the cat
He sat alone; alone on his mat
Circumstances had got him down
A glum expression, a constant frown
His life felt empty, full of strife
One way out, he’d take his own life
He found some pills under the chair
Someone left them lying there
He lapped them up, he wolfed them down
He waited feeling quite run down
Packet label, don’t know what it means
He’d overdosed on jelly beans
He now had more to undergo
One life gone and eight to go
He found himself a length of rope
This was now his second...
He sat alone; alone on his mat
Circumstances had got him down
A glum expression, a constant frown
His life felt empty, full of strife
One way out, he’d take his own life
He found some pills under the chair
Someone left them lying there
He lapped them up, he wolfed them down
He waited feeling quite run down
Packet label, don’t know what it means
He’d overdosed on jelly beans
He now had more to undergo
One life gone and eight to go
He found himself a length of rope
This was now his second...
#anxiety
#depression
#cats
#rhyming
#funny
861 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Dec 2014 1:37pm
14th Dec 2014 1:37pm
She
She smiles, a warm smile
Her eyes shine
She sweetly pouts
And greets me with a hug
A warm snuggle
Longer that 9 seconds
A hug that is sincere
There are no sexual undertones
We sit across from each other
Conversation is natural
We joke and laugh in unison
Even when subjects turn darker
She listens intently and attentively
She hears my tails of woe
She shows kind empathy
She touches my arm
She gently stokes it
She holds my hands
She tells me everything
Will be alright
She says she will always be there
She...
Her eyes shine
She sweetly pouts
And greets me with a hug
A warm snuggle
Longer that 9 seconds
A hug that is sincere
There are no sexual undertones
We sit across from each other
Conversation is natural
We joke and laugh in unison
Even when subjects turn darker
She listens intently and attentively
She hears my tails of woe
She shows kind empathy
She touches my arm
She gently stokes it
She holds my hands
She tells me everything
Will be alright
She says she will always be there
She...
782 reads
4 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
13th Dec 2014 10:10pm
13th Dec 2014 10:10pm
I Resist
With the impending future we face
I gaze intently into your eyes
With almost equal intent
You gaze into mine
But then you blink, and look down
I win, I win the staring game
You loose without even starting
This almost makes me smile
But smiling equals weakness
So I resist
You look back at me, then away
I smell your nervousness
You stink of worry
I watch beads of sweat
Roll down your wrinkled forehead
It looks like random tears on your stupid face
You loose without starting
I am not sweating
I so want to beat the...
I gaze intently into your eyes
With almost equal intent
You gaze into mine
But then you blink, and look down
I win, I win the staring game
You loose without even starting
This almost makes me smile
But smiling equals weakness
So I resist
You look back at me, then away
I smell your nervousness
You stink of worry
I watch beads of sweat
Roll down your wrinkled forehead
It looks like random tears on your stupid face
You loose without starting
I am not sweating
I so want to beat the...
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2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Dec 2014 10:06pm
13th Dec 2014 10:06pm
Club Ladies
On the polished doorstep
East collides with West
There’s a faint aroma of menace
Irony smells quaintly ironic here
As a Polish bouncer stands guard
In front of a neon clad club
Where women dance on poles
It’s windows made of brick
Painted in dark glossy colours
Nobody is allowed to look out
All are forbidden from looking in
Entry is free but if you want to stay
You will need lots of cash
Amongst the cafes, stores and bookshops
The herd go about their business
Deliberately oblivious and blind
Mutual sexploitation of others...
East collides with West
There’s a faint aroma of menace
Irony smells quaintly ironic here
As a Polish bouncer stands guard
In front of a neon clad club
Where women dance on poles
It’s windows made of brick
Painted in dark glossy colours
Nobody is allowed to look out
All are forbidden from looking in
Entry is free but if you want to stay
You will need lots of cash
Amongst the cafes, stores and bookshops
The herd go about their business
Deliberately oblivious and blind
Mutual sexploitation of others...
869 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Dec 2014 6:31pm
12th Dec 2014 6:31pm
Mother
They call it Tartan House
A dark and dreary house
An institute for the insane
for those strange in the brain
Domicidal premises
for homicidal tendencies
A prison to entomb
for those who need a padded room
they’ve got jackets with straps
to stop violent scraps
they’ve got lots and lots of drugs
they encouraging lots of hugs
groups for confessions
as therapy sessions
But Wait! - Close the Gate!
I know what you’re thinking
You haven’t been drinking
Your wondering why I am here
Its true I seem normal
Despite...
A dark and dreary house
An institute for the insane
for those strange in the brain
Domicidal premises
for homicidal tendencies
A prison to entomb
for those who need a padded room
they’ve got jackets with straps
to stop violent scraps
they’ve got lots and lots of drugs
they encouraging lots of hugs
groups for confessions
as therapy sessions
But Wait! - Close the Gate!
I know what you’re thinking
You haven’t been drinking
Your wondering why I am here
Its true I seem normal
Despite...
748 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
10th Dec 2014 9:18pm
10th Dec 2014 9:18pm
Note to Self
The man who kicked the chair away
Was not the coward that they portrayed
It could not be classed as a selfish act
No one else involved not a promise driven pact
No one saw it coming
They normally never do
Too busy living selfish lives
Too lazy to even try
and see his crippled status
Under his veil of sadness
The shock that they would feel is fake
The tears that they would shed
would only be for themselves
way to fuckin late for
coulda, woulda, shoulda
you through your ignorance
and lack of human kindness created
the man who...
Was not the coward that they portrayed
It could not be classed as a selfish act
No one else involved not a promise driven pact
No one saw it coming
They normally never do
Too busy living selfish lives
Too lazy to even try
and see his crippled status
Under his veil of sadness
The shock that they would feel is fake
The tears that they would shed
would only be for themselves
way to fuckin late for
coulda, woulda, shoulda
you through your ignorance
and lack of human kindness created
the man who...
750 reads
10 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Dec 2014 00:58am
9th Dec 2014 00:58am
Tired
I’m tired, I’m so tired,
I’m so, so tired,
I’m so, so tired that I’m tired of being so tired
I am sick and tired,
I am tired of being sick,
I am sick of being tired,
I am really tired of being sick and tired
I am dog tired,
I’m tired of my dog
I’m dog tired of being tired of my dog
Even my dog is tired of me being dog tired
I am tired of thinking about being tired
I am tired of talking about feeling tired
I am feeling tired about talking about feeling tired
If the truth be known, I am sick and tired about feeling dog tired and fed up...
I’m so, so tired,
I’m so, so tired that I’m tired of being so tired
I am sick and tired,
I am tired of being sick,
I am sick of being tired,
I am really tired of being sick and tired
I am dog tired,
I’m tired of my dog
I’m dog tired of being tired of my dog
Even my dog is tired of me being dog tired
I am tired of thinking about being tired
I am tired of talking about feeling tired
I am feeling tired about talking about feeling tired
If the truth be known, I am sick and tired about feeling dog tired and fed up...
793 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
9th Dec 2014 00:56am
9th Dec 2014 00:56am
Chess
It started with the Pawns
A black one took a white one
A white one took a black one
The white knight popped out
To have a peek at the pawns
He was taken roughly
By a black pawn
The black bishop, being a bishop
Took three pawns in succession
Showing no guilt or remorse
The white bishop being holy
Also took a young pawn, then
Tried to take the black bishop
The black queen in anger
Would have none of it
And she took the white bishop
Out of the game
The black queen was still angry
Her move had been rather rash...
A black one took a white one
A white one took a black one
The white knight popped out
To have a peek at the pawns
He was taken roughly
By a black pawn
The black bishop, being a bishop
Took three pawns in succession
Showing no guilt or remorse
The white bishop being holy
Also took a young pawn, then
Tried to take the black bishop
The black queen in anger
Would have none of it
And she took the white bishop
Out of the game
The black queen was still angry
Her move had been rather rash...
893 reads
6 Comments
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