Submissions by wallyroo92
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction Inspired by life, literature, love and music, this is a quick look into my soul.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
Yesterday 1:42am
Yesterday 1:42am
Veruca Salt
Hear me o’ ye great goddesses of rock,
You wowed our minds with many a song,
Men vowed lust and loyalties to you but I
Swore my love would always be strong.
Thy gifts of skill and beauty deeply enticed,
Thy rhythms reverberated through my soul,
Thy voices echo through the caves of my mind,
All the while you wildly rocked and rolled.
In those early days men like me were entranced,
By the vocals of goddesses rocking the world,
Their splendor unique it was completely enhanced,
When their guitars screamed and sultrily...
You wowed our minds with many a song,
Men vowed lust and loyalties to you but I
Swore my love would always be strong.
Thy gifts of skill and beauty deeply enticed,
Thy rhythms reverberated through my soul,
Thy voices echo through the caves of my mind,
All the while you wildly rocked and rolled.
In those early days men like me were entranced,
By the vocals of goddesses rocking the world,
Their splendor unique it was completely enhanced,
When their guitars screamed and sultrily...
#music
#confessional
#WritingPoetry #SelfReflection
#WritingPoetry #SelfReflection
30 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Dec 2019 2:27am
8th Dec 2019 2:27am
WTF (Written to Fours)
This show will sure take much keen wits,
Thus slow pace will make such mean hits,
Find fine kind inks that this mind maps,
Like long line idle talk poem raps,
Seek hope that will come thru with four,
Hard bold text must flow calm then soar.
Hear them slur then play with good word,
Can’t cuss? Well then just flip this bird,
This form will feel like real hawk ward,
Let’s face this mess then pull such cord,
Here this poem will come unto good ends,
Like some chop test puts down your pens.
Thus slow pace will make such mean hits,
Find fine kind inks that this mind maps,
Like long line idle talk poem raps,
Seek hope that will come thru with four,
Hard bold text must flow calm then soar.
Hear them slur then play with good word,
Can’t cuss? Well then just flip this bird,
This form will feel like real hawk ward,
Let’s face this mess then pull such cord,
Here this poem will come unto good ends,
Like some chop test puts down your pens.
#confessional
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
24 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Dec 2019 5:37am
7th Dec 2019 5:37am
I Don't Have No Notion
This piece has no structure or instructions (qwert)
Like a build it yourself erector set from IKEA (work)
I propose to compose prose like those of pros (skirt)
Otherwise my poetry can sound like diarrhea (squirt)
I know I don’t have no notion,
Lone poems roam lost in an ocean,
A negative times a negative doesn’t always add up to one,
But if I don’t rhyme write rite right,
Then it won’t be knot not naught tight,
Just as long as I don’t come off as sounding a little dumb.
Like a build it yourself erector set from IKEA (work)
I propose to compose prose like those of pros (skirt)
Otherwise my poetry can sound like diarrhea (squirt)
I know I don’t have no notion,
Lone poems roam lost in an ocean,
A negative times a negative doesn’t always add up to one,
But if I don’t rhyme write rite right,
Then it won’t be knot not naught tight,
Just as long as I don’t come off as sounding a little dumb.
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
38 reads
10 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
6th Dec 2019 1:26am
6th Dec 2019 1:26am
Little Eternity
As the years pass by her memory fades away,
The story of her youth and all the ties bind,
But in between the happiness and sadness,
There’s one recollection she never left behind.
Her eyes tell a narrative with so few words,
You'd swear you were watching it on a screen,
The secrets of her heart whisper such a tale,
You’d feel her emotions better than a dream.
It’s been over six decades since that time,
When she cradled those twins in her arms,
The world seemed so young in those days,
Growing up in rural areas and...
The story of her youth and all the ties bind,
But in between the happiness and sadness,
There’s one recollection she never left behind.
Her eyes tell a narrative with so few words,
You'd swear you were watching it on a screen,
The secrets of her heart whisper such a tale,
You’d feel her emotions better than a dream.
It’s been over six decades since that time,
When she cradled those twins in her arms,
The world seemed so young in those days,
Growing up in rural areas and...
#heartbroken
#TimeHeals
#memorial
39 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Dec 2019 5:58am
5th Dec 2019 5:58am
Agonia
Hold your breath and dive deep into the fleeting emotion
Let go
Then soar high into the sky
You’ll fly into the furthest reaches of your mind and mine
That as I watch you die a little and I too will follow you
Unwavering, through and through
Into the vast expanse of inner space
Where everything as we know it, is still undefined
Perplexed and mystified
You’ll feel numb as if your very spirit has left the flesh
In the eternity of a split second where it’s all intermeshed
And the answers to the ponders we have not thought of
Will be...
Let go
Then soar high into the sky
You’ll fly into the furthest reaches of your mind and mine
That as I watch you die a little and I too will follow you
Unwavering, through and through
Into the vast expanse of inner space
Where everything as we know it, is still undefined
Perplexed and mystified
You’ll feel numb as if your very spirit has left the flesh
In the eternity of a split second where it’s all intermeshed
And the answers to the ponders we have not thought of
Will be...
#lust
#erotic
#sensual
119 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2019 11:29pm
3rd Dec 2019 11:29pm
Wallyroo92
Twelve thugs on drugs packin’ mad heat were about to shoot at me,
They was talking smack when I clapped back carefree and happily,
I was young but then again I was seventeen just like my magazine,
‘Cause my glock nine had more speed and rhyme than they had ever seen.
They started spraying but I was praying the Lord to afford me aim,
Suckers took cover like little bitches when they saw my tracers flame,
One drunk punk got hit in the junk when a bullet ricocheted,
And the prick yelled “Ah! My dick” then they all quickly felt afraid.
They fired...
They was talking smack when I clapped back carefree and happily,
I was young but then again I was seventeen just like my magazine,
‘Cause my glock nine had more speed and rhyme than they had ever seen.
They started spraying but I was praying the Lord to afford me aim,
Suckers took cover like little bitches when they saw my tracers flame,
One drunk punk got hit in the junk when a bullet ricocheted,
And the prick yelled “Ah! My dick” then they all quickly felt afraid.
They fired...
#funny
#WritingPoetry
38 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2019 11:55pm
2nd Dec 2019 11:55pm
Generations
(a Scottish Sonnet)
I heard these little weans and their humor,
Calling me Karen like I’m some boomer,
But the wee eejits can’t tell me apart,
Because I’m really Gen-Xer at heart.
"Don’t be ignorant, educate yourself,
I have volumes of history on my shelf,
I have books with just aboot any topic,
Then you’ll see your views are just myopic.
If you want to talk shite about my age,
Best believe tiny plebe I got some rage,
Generations before you kicked some arse,
So shut your mouth because you are the farce.
...
I heard these little weans and their humor,
Calling me Karen like I’m some boomer,
But the wee eejits can’t tell me apart,
Because I’m really Gen-Xer at heart.
"Don’t be ignorant, educate yourself,
I have volumes of history on my shelf,
I have books with just aboot any topic,
Then you’ll see your views are just myopic.
If you want to talk shite about my age,
Best believe tiny plebe I got some rage,
Generations before you kicked some arse,
So shut your mouth because you are the farce.
...
#aging
#respect
47 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2019 4:40am
2nd Dec 2019 4:40am
Golden Parachutes
#lies
#politics
#hypocrisy #responsibility
#hypocrisy #responsibility
45 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Dec 2019 4:28am
1st Dec 2019 4:28am
Pull the Wool Over Your Eyes
He’ll say he truly loves you and then steal your heart
He’ll say the perfect words just to reach your paradise
And once he’s satisfied his thirst then he will depart
You won’t see truth till you pull the wool over your eyes
Or worst yet, you will debate if this is what true love’s about
All the while he’s ready to devour you and then spit you out
He’ll say the perfect words just to reach your paradise
And once he’s satisfied his thirst then he will depart
You won’t see truth till you pull the wool over your eyes
Or worst yet, you will debate if this is what true love’s about
All the while he’s ready to devour you and then spit you out
#lies
#betrayal
#hypocrisy
58 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Nov 2019 7:01pm
29th Nov 2019 7:01pm
In Search Of...
I’ve been in a constant search of enlightenment,
Transforming my environment, changing my ways,
I’m learning to forgive myself and moving on,
So the words on the page may appear with some grace.
But the sole guilt which was once jammed down to the hilt,
Left an enormous void I now try to console,
My fired verses fight versus furious curses,
Where the once profound wounds hounded my troubled soul.
I’m leaving the remorse and the shame behind me,
No more blame games or claims of destruction and wrath,
Instead I look upward and forwards...
Transforming my environment, changing my ways,
I’m learning to forgive myself and moving on,
So the words on the page may appear with some grace.
But the sole guilt which was once jammed down to the hilt,
Left an enormous void I now try to console,
My fired verses fight versus furious curses,
Where the once profound wounds hounded my troubled soul.
I’m leaving the remorse and the shame behind me,
No more blame games or claims of destruction and wrath,
Instead I look upward and forwards...
#peace
#WritingPoetry
#SelfDiscovery
73 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Nov 2019 6:31am
29th Nov 2019 6:31am
Write Right
The other day my daughter asked me
What would I do if I found out I only had a month to live?
I responded, I wouldn’t tell anyone, I would spend it writing,
I would spend every waking hour writing so my words would survive…
I would spit the sickest slickest shit and my flow will be so ill,
I would drop a great deal of ink like an oil spill from my quill,
I would inscribe until my eyes and fingers thoroughly bled,
I would compose so hard and fast racing like a thoroughbred,
I would write until my head and skull go numb and sore, ...
What would I do if I found out I only had a month to live?
I responded, I wouldn’t tell anyone, I would spend it writing,
I would spend every waking hour writing so my words would survive…
I would spit the sickest slickest shit and my flow will be so ill,
I would drop a great deal of ink like an oil spill from my quill,
I would inscribe until my eyes and fingers thoroughly bled,
I would compose so hard and fast racing like a thoroughbred,
I would write until my head and skull go numb and sore, ...
#death
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
59 reads
12 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Nov 2019 3:39am
28th Nov 2019 3:39am
We're Not Crazy
They may call us idiots, morons, imbeciles, or even buffoons,
But don’t believe NASA, their science or weather balloons,
World organizations and universities feed us this lie,
So don’t be fooled by their photos, it’s a trick on the eye.
Your parents and teachers - all liars without exemption,
We know this to be true because gravity is a deception!
It’s a conspiracy that the entire world is trying to hide,
See the evidence, the facts and then you can decide,
Science is an illusion, a delusion to keep you confined,
It’s the way...
But don’t believe NASA, their science or weather balloons,
World organizations and universities feed us this lie,
So don’t be fooled by their photos, it’s a trick on the eye.
Your parents and teachers - all liars without exemption,
We know this to be true because gravity is a deception!
It’s a conspiracy that the entire world is trying to hide,
See the evidence, the facts and then you can decide,
Science is an illusion, a delusion to keep you confined,
It’s the way...
#satirical
#funny
#WritingPoetry
34 reads
2 Comments
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