Submissions by chump
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My anger, like a shield, must be penetrated to see the real me unless I am only more of the same...
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Aug 2017 5:35pm
11th Aug 2017 5:35pm
Outcast
Your life is not conveinient
Your life is not well timed
Its not your best interest
Why its reasoned or rhymed
Life is laid in stereo
But your part is best mimed
Your life is not well timed
Its not your best interest
Why its reasoned or rhymed
Life is laid in stereo
But your part is best mimed
#dark
#identity
#LifeCycle
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
713 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Jun 2017 5:50am
9th Jun 2017 5:50am
Unruley
Rules dont stop
The people who dont
Follow them
The people who dont
Follow them
651 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th May 2017 3:22pm
18th May 2017 3:22pm
Rip cris cornell
Stand alone and face the coming night" cris cornell you were "the last remaining light"...
A master of poetry and song and a personal hero is gone...
A master of poetry and song and a personal hero is gone...
640 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2017 1:28am
22nd Mar 2017 1:28am
everywhere
This is a song inspired by my twitter feed I wrote it today it needs lots of work
Everywhere by chump: http://youtu.be/OaNlPJg6fy0
Everywhere that I go
Everything haunts me so
Everytime that I try
Everything makes me wonder why
The little girl with the acid in her eye
China's filth in our darkening sky
Red stained dust where so many bodies lie
What are the reasons so many had to die
The lying press
The man in a dress
She's got more and he's got less
We're all just hypocrites trying to empress
We need some...
Everywhere by chump: http://youtu.be/OaNlPJg6fy0
Everywhere that I go
Everything haunts me so
Everytime that I try
Everything makes me wonder why
The little girl with the acid in her eye
China's filth in our darkening sky
Red stained dust where so many bodies lie
What are the reasons so many had to die
The lying press
The man in a dress
She's got more and he's got less
We're all just hypocrites trying to empress
We need some...
#politics
694 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Mar 2017 1:14am
14th Mar 2017 1:14am
where
Why did I come this way
What does today have to say
How do I know I should stay
When should I choose to stray
Who will it please at the end of the day
What does today have to say
How do I know I should stay
When should I choose to stray
Who will it please at the end of the day
584 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Mar 2017 10:33pm
12th Mar 2017 10:33pm
squish
To get her
Together
Together
612 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Mar 2017 10:30pm
11th Mar 2017 10:30pm
pub grazers
Surrounded by pub grazers
Needing treadmills and razors
Greasy pungent cows
Nearly hairless sows
Jiggley arms lifting drinks
Exposing pits and stains and stinks
I wonder what the hell she thinks
When I cringe each time she winks
Driving pickup trucks with plows
There's no space between eyebrows
They hunt for men with chocolate lasers
And take em down with vanilla tasers...
Needing treadmills and razors
Greasy pungent cows
Nearly hairless sows
Jiggley arms lifting drinks
Exposing pits and stains and stinks
I wonder what the hell she thinks
When I cringe each time she winks
Driving pickup trucks with plows
There's no space between eyebrows
They hunt for men with chocolate lasers
And take em down with vanilla tasers...
610 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Mar 2017 1:14am
6th Mar 2017 1:14am
mother
Silicone and makeup hide your lack of self worth
You've lost your focus on the length and the girth
Your own mother earth designed you for birth...
You've lost your focus on the length and the girth
Your own mother earth designed you for birth...
602 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Mar 2017 5:55pm
5th Mar 2017 5:55pm
not guilty
I am guilty of testicle possession
Sentenced to a life of consession
A passive victim of feminine aggression
A witness to her pseudo progression
A number in the losing procession
My equality is a false confession
A heart shaped button for her to press on
I tire of inherited social regression
A life long political nagging session
The last straw will be a painful lesson
Sentenced to a life of consession
A passive victim of feminine aggression
A witness to her pseudo progression
A number in the losing procession
My equality is a false confession
A heart shaped button for her to press on
I tire of inherited social regression
A life long political nagging session
The last straw will be a painful lesson
634 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Jan 2017 1:30am
30th Jan 2017 1:30am
women and sharia
Sharia via jihad
Burqa veil and sweet bod
Against the law to tweet god
Yes or no you'll take the meat rod
Burqa veil and sweet bod
Against the law to tweet god
Yes or no you'll take the meat rod
588 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Jan 2017 6:28pm
15th Jan 2017 6:28pm
under the clouds
Its the broken wings that crave most to fly
That can't forget their pain or why
Not done with love and long for sky
Who wish their dreams of flight would die
They dread each flap each time they try
Butterflies end with only a sigh
That can't forget their pain or why
Not done with love and long for sky
Who wish their dreams of flight would die
They dread each flap each time they try
Butterflies end with only a sigh
628 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Nov 2016 5:27pm
26th Nov 2016 5:27pm
golden sandals of hades
The devil only deals in twos, to seperate the mes from the yous, to award those who have paid his dues.
With humans, Satan hates to choose so he leaves us two to win or lose.
For you and I, at our feet both lie, golden sandals, for each a pair.
The devil explained through his gates lived a fire there and with each step the heat, from your feet, your flesh it would tear.
These sandals at your feet, will protect you from the heat but if you've a soul they will be it's final defeat.
The right fills you with sypmathy, the left apathy. Eternity of conflict between pain and...
With humans, Satan hates to choose so he leaves us two to win or lose.
For you and I, at our feet both lie, golden sandals, for each a pair.
The devil explained through his gates lived a fire there and with each step the heat, from your feet, your flesh it would tear.
These sandals at your feet, will protect you from the heat but if you've a soul they will be it's final defeat.
The right fills you with sypmathy, the left apathy. Eternity of conflict between pain and...
686 reads
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