Submissions by Pickle
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poet & I didn't know it.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Sep 2014 3:49am
30th Sep 2014 3:49am
Click
Request sent,
Your necks bent,
Half slump on cough suppressant
Slouched on your couch cum-stained fluorescent,
Blacklight lit prepubescent,
Wondering if you've learned life's lesson,
Or if you're just a test second guessin',
Not realizing what you have is a blessin',
Now wasting time waiting on acceptance.
Your necks bent,
Half slump on cough suppressant
Slouched on your couch cum-stained fluorescent,
Blacklight lit prepubescent,
Wondering if you've learned life's lesson,
Or if you're just a test second guessin',
Not realizing what you have is a blessin',
Now wasting time waiting on acceptance.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Sep 2014 2:39am
29th Sep 2014 2:39am
Be
August 22nd was the day I was doomed,
1991 manufactured was the year that I loomed.
Into this existence, only promise was death,
Because nothing lasts forever, so there's nothingness left.
Its a short time breathing in a human body ,
So learning how to live became my new favorite hobby.
They say everybody dies, but not everyone lives,
But who are 'they' I just referenced this with ?
We base everything we speak, think, & just know,
Off of someone else's influential idea they stole.
Kids grow up impressionable because they were born naturally pure,...
1991 manufactured was the year that I loomed.
Into this existence, only promise was death,
Because nothing lasts forever, so there's nothingness left.
Its a short time breathing in a human body ,
So learning how to live became my new favorite hobby.
They say everybody dies, but not everyone lives,
But who are 'they' I just referenced this with ?
We base everything we speak, think, & just know,
Off of someone else's influential idea they stole.
Kids grow up impressionable because they were born naturally pure,...
867 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
28th Sep 2014 9:04pm
28th Sep 2014 9:04pm
Home
I've always wondered...
Is home where you were born or
Is home where you've lived longest or
Is home where your parents are or
Is home where you live right now or
Is home where you were the happiest or
Is home where you desire to live or
Is home where you learned the most or
Is home where the heart is or
Is home where the hurt is or
Is home where you hate the most or
Is home where you feel content or
Is home where you finally die...?
The answer is: home is YOU.
And if you decide to "run away from home",
Then...
Is home where you were born or
Is home where you've lived longest or
Is home where your parents are or
Is home where you live right now or
Is home where you were the happiest or
Is home where you desire to live or
Is home where you learned the most or
Is home where the heart is or
Is home where the hurt is or
Is home where you hate the most or
Is home where you feel content or
Is home where you finally die...?
The answer is: home is YOU.
And if you decide to "run away from home",
Then...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Sep 2014 7:19pm
27th Sep 2014 7:19pm
Routine
So who the fuck gave these pigs such a sense of entitlement?
Normal people aren't glorified for all of the time they spent:
Wondering, working, struggling, and searching,
Just to put some food on the table for their earthlings.
But we all seem to put the fakes on a pedestal,
Ignorning common sense & what 'should be', its's so terrible.
Although we all make mistakes, life's a lesson they say,
I just hope we that we stop failing every second per day.
But who the fuck are 'they' that we continue to reference?
The rich keep getting richer, they're just...
Normal people aren't glorified for all of the time they spent:
Wondering, working, struggling, and searching,
Just to put some food on the table for their earthlings.
But we all seem to put the fakes on a pedestal,
Ignorning common sense & what 'should be', its's so terrible.
Although we all make mistakes, life's a lesson they say,
I just hope we that we stop failing every second per day.
But who the fuck are 'they' that we continue to reference?
The rich keep getting richer, they're just...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Sep 2014 7:18pm
27th Sep 2014 7:18pm
Reality
Every day I wonder how my life could be different.
Like I need some 'third-eye' drops just to clear up my vision.
But vision is perception, the ultimate weapon...
To see the world for what it is, nowhere near perfection.
So I struggle to pretend that I don't really care,
When I see fake people, masks, facades everywhere.
I hope one day soon everyone will be enlightened,
And be proud of themselves, not ashamed or just frightened.
Remember when you had dreams, goals, and ambitions?
Now, pills, sex, and greed are the only ones that you mention.
It's sick,...
Like I need some 'third-eye' drops just to clear up my vision.
But vision is perception, the ultimate weapon...
To see the world for what it is, nowhere near perfection.
So I struggle to pretend that I don't really care,
When I see fake people, masks, facades everywhere.
I hope one day soon everyone will be enlightened,
And be proud of themselves, not ashamed or just frightened.
Remember when you had dreams, goals, and ambitions?
Now, pills, sex, and greed are the only ones that you mention.
It's sick,...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Sep 2014 7:38am
27th Sep 2014 7:38am
health
I remember walking through grocery stores,
Begging mom and dad "please just more and more".
I got what I wanted with my sympathies,
Little did I know, money didn't grow off trees.
It's pretty obvious you'e brainwashed when I stare at ya,
Hypnotized and seduced by corporate America.
But wait a minute, whats in this stuff anyways ?
Processed & concentrated? Nah, let's have a healthy day.
I'm so tired of these unhealthy alternatives,
That we've so comfortably begun to force feed ourselves.
If there's a good deal, wow, you'd...
Begging mom and dad "please just more and more".
I got what I wanted with my sympathies,
Little did I know, money didn't grow off trees.
It's pretty obvious you'e brainwashed when I stare at ya,
Hypnotized and seduced by corporate America.
But wait a minute, whats in this stuff anyways ?
Processed & concentrated? Nah, let's have a healthy day.
I'm so tired of these unhealthy alternatives,
That we've so comfortably begun to force feed ourselves.
If there's a good deal, wow, you'd...
802 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Sep 2014 7:33am
27th Sep 2014 7:33am
nostalgia
Remember when...
Coke was just a drink,
Molly was just a name.
Truth was always told
Dares were never a game.
Sex was something special,
Love was even better.
Now they mean the same thing
Worn out like a sweater.
People gave gifts,
Expecting no return,
Now you're obligated,
Or you're a selfish worm.
Grudges were never held,
Like babies often were,
Now revenge is all you think,
Concentrating on that war.
Wars were part of history,
and not happening all around.
Wake up bitch , you're surrounded...
Coke was just a drink,
Molly was just a name.
Truth was always told
Dares were never a game.
Sex was something special,
Love was even better.
Now they mean the same thing
Worn out like a sweater.
People gave gifts,
Expecting no return,
Now you're obligated,
Or you're a selfish worm.
Grudges were never held,
Like babies often were,
Now revenge is all you think,
Concentrating on that war.
Wars were part of history,
and not happening all around.
Wake up bitch , you're surrounded...
558 reads
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