Submissions by Jermainesplain
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am Jermaine Isaiah Duncan from Bowie. Poetry is my blood
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Dec 2021 7:00pm
9th Dec 2021 7:00pm
Trigger Warning
You’re a bitch…
#honesty
441 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Dec 2021 1:05pm
8th Dec 2021 1:05pm
Bah Bumhug
I just came on here
To wish everyone a happy New Year
And a Merry Christmas
And to mention that I’m shitting while I do this
💩
To wish everyone a happy New Year
And a Merry Christmas
And to mention that I’m shitting while I do this
💩
#happiness
#holiday
449 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Dec 2021 2:17am
8th Dec 2021 2:17am
Shart to the Heart
Girrrrrrrrlll,
You something spicy
A veritable sex burrito
The hottest thing ever come
From Puerto Rico
I met you in a soho dive
You made me feel… not dead
You fell to your knees and gave me… a blowjob
You polished my… penis
JEEZUS
It was a shart to the heart
But I ain’t to blame
For wearing white trousers
And coming home with stains
You got me excitable
So excited that I could shit my pants
Care to… waltz?
Shiiiiitt, answer me this: true or… not true
You gonna be my baby?
Yes, no, or… I’ll...
You something spicy
A veritable sex burrito
The hottest thing ever come
From Puerto Rico
I met you in a soho dive
You made me feel… not dead
You fell to your knees and gave me… a blowjob
You polished my… penis
JEEZUS
It was a shart to the heart
But I ain’t to blame
For wearing white trousers
And coming home with stains
You got me excitable
So excited that I could shit my pants
Care to… waltz?
Shiiiiitt, answer me this: true or… not true
You gonna be my baby?
Yes, no, or… I’ll...
#lover
407 reads
1 Comment
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
7th Dec 2021 1:29pm
7th Dec 2021 1:29pm
My Mother’s Tramp Stamp
My mom had my name tattooed
Right above her ass crack
On the small of her back
She loved me like no other
That was my mother
She was sentimental about her body modifications
And yet when I make the suggestion
That one of my bitches do the same
And go downtown to tattoo my name
Somewhere on their body
They look at my oddly
You act like I didn’t spend the whole of last week
Eating your ass out
What’s that about?
Too soon?
Bitch, you was little spoon
Just this morning
I brought you breakfast in...
Right above her ass crack
On the small of her back
She loved me like no other
That was my mother
She was sentimental about her body modifications
And yet when I make the suggestion
That one of my bitches do the same
And go downtown to tattoo my name
Somewhere on their body
They look at my oddly
You act like I didn’t spend the whole of last week
Eating your ass out
What’s that about?
Too soon?
Bitch, you was little spoon
Just this morning
I brought you breakfast in...
#love
#family
#memories
413 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Dec 2021 1:05pm
7th Dec 2021 1:05pm
Imma Twerk On Your Grave
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#philosophical
478 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
6th Dec 2021 2:06pm
6th Dec 2021 2:06pm
Who let Jermaine out?
Who
Who
Who
Who
Who
#dogs
323 reads
0 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Dec 2021 5:44pm
5th Dec 2021 5:44pm
Razor Penis
#love
524 reads
1 Comment
ANGER POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2021 1:40am
2nd Dec 2021 1:40am
Deep Underground Poetry Is Racist
I see you…
Hiding behind your buzzwords:
Inclusivity
Diversity
Are these our allies?
Caucasian Jesus with his thorny crown?
A black man stands up to a white stalker
And he’s struck down
“Back to the fields, jiggaboo”
Yeah, I see you…
White men telling me what Black Lives Matter would think of me?
How nice of you to explain what it means to be black to me
What don’t I see?
What you’re really saying is: I like them blackies just fine
So long as they ain’t too uppity
...
Hiding behind your buzzwords:
Inclusivity
Diversity
Are these our allies?
Caucasian Jesus with his thorny crown?
A black man stands up to a white stalker
And he’s struck down
“Back to the fields, jiggaboo”
Yeah, I see you…
White men telling me what Black Lives Matter would think of me?
How nice of you to explain what it means to be black to me
What don’t I see?
What you’re really saying is: I like them blackies just fine
So long as they ain’t too uppity
...
#racism
#WritingPoetry
646 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2021 00:20am
2nd Dec 2021 00:20am
To clarify
Let the record show:
What I said (or intended to say) was not “I’m gonna fuck your girl in HER casket while you lay dead beside her”
I was trying to say- “I’m gonna fuck your girl in YOUR casket while you lay dead beside her”
Big difference there, y’all
Also- it’s spelled “riddance”
Words are the colors poets use to paint or some Shit.
Learn a few…
What I said (or intended to say) was not “I’m gonna fuck your girl in HER casket while you lay dead beside her”
I was trying to say- “I’m gonna fuck your girl in YOUR casket while you lay dead beside her”
Big difference there, y’all
Also- it’s spelled “riddance”
Words are the colors poets use to paint or some Shit.
Learn a few…
#love
#suicide
522 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Dec 2021 5:17pm
1st Dec 2021 5:17pm
Banned
Banned from commenting
Once again they want to silence
A young black voice
Banned from commenting
Because elderly white folks
Are made uncomfortable by the language of the street
Even as they publish their own erotica
Safe erotica
Okay Deep Underground Poetry.
I’m singing off for a while
And won’t comment on anything
Y’all fucked up
Once again they want to silence
A young black voice
Banned from commenting
Because elderly white folks
Are made uncomfortable by the language of the street
Even as they publish their own erotica
Safe erotica
Okay Deep Underground Poetry.
I’m singing off for a while
And won’t comment on anything
Y’all fucked up
#silence
#racism
476 reads
8 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Nov 2021 11:43pm
28th Nov 2021 11:43pm
What I’m Thankful For
Bagpipes at funerals
And cut rate hotels
Wardrobe malfunctions
And the Liberty Bell
Infants in baskets
Crying at the front door
These are the things
That I’m thankful for
Fried shrimp and scallops
And snow days in June
Cocaine till sun up
And sleeping till noon
Moderate nudity
And porn that’s softcore
These are the things
That I’m thankful for
First dates and farewells
And breakfast in bed
A glass of champagne
That goes straight to your head
Erotic positions
You ain’t tried...
And cut rate hotels
Wardrobe malfunctions
And the Liberty Bell
Infants in baskets
Crying at the front door
These are the things
That I’m thankful for
Fried shrimp and scallops
And snow days in June
Cocaine till sun up
And sleeping till noon
Moderate nudity
And porn that’s softcore
These are the things
That I’m thankful for
First dates and farewells
And breakfast in bed
A glass of champagne
That goes straight to your head
Erotic positions
You ain’t tried...
#gratitude
367 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
25th Nov 2021 1:52pm
25th Nov 2021 1:52pm
Christmas Crime (Or That Time My Old Man Straight Murdered My Mom Over Some Bullshit)
Twas a dark and sad December
When my mother was dismembered
By our father, for some unkind words she said
It was snowing, I remember
Mistletoe and chimney embers
And the hollow eyes from mommy’s severed head
He lit his pipe after a while
And laid his back upon the tiles
Of our bathroom with a belt around his arm
Then he nodded off and smiled
And we gathered single file
To watch as daddy dearest bought the farm
The police gave us some chocolates
Which melted in our pockets
And they shipped us off to live in...
When my mother was dismembered
By our father, for some unkind words she said
It was snowing, I remember
Mistletoe and chimney embers
And the hollow eyes from mommy’s severed head
He lit his pipe after a while
And laid his back upon the tiles
Of our bathroom with a belt around his arm
Then he nodded off and smiled
And we gathered single file
To watch as daddy dearest bought the farm
The police gave us some chocolates
Which melted in our pockets
And they shipped us off to live in...
#love
#family
#murder
#Christmas
#drugs
339 reads
2 Comments
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