Poems About Cars Seeking Honest Critique
#cars
Hermetic Breakdown (collaboration with AfterSexDilemma)
Here I sit alone and broken
My owner is annoyed
Windows won't even open
I lay dormant here, stranded in a church parking lot
Jesus won't help me
The ignition clicks, the engine is shot
Maybe it's time to meet that junk pile in the sky
If I had wings, I'd surely learn how to fly
Inside I die.
A slow demise.
A stuttered stop.
My purpose was forgot.
My owners empathy is unwise.
My detriment is no surprise.
The church is an empty lot.
There's no god that I've got.
Just brutal sun skies.
Scrutinizing...
My owner is annoyed
Windows won't even open
I lay dormant here, stranded in a church parking lot
Jesus won't help me
The ignition clicks, the engine is shot
Maybe it's time to meet that junk pile in the sky
If I had wings, I'd surely learn how to fly
Inside I die.
A slow demise.
A stuttered stop.
My purpose was forgot.
My owners empathy is unwise.
My detriment is no surprise.
The church is an empty lot.
There's no god that I've got.
Just brutal sun skies.
Scrutinizing...
#cars
#disappointment
#loneliness
#philosophical
#religion
95 reads
8 Comments
Hermetic Breakdown (collab with Vision_of_insanity)
Here I sit alone and broken
My owner is annoyed
Windows won't even open
I lay dormant here, stranded in a church parking lot
Jesus won't help me
The ignition clicks, the engine is shot
Maybe it's time to meet that junk pile in the sky
If I had wings, I'd surely learn how to fly
Inside I die.
A slow demise.
A stuttered stop.
My purpose was forgot.
My owners empathy is unwise.
My detriment is no surprise.
The church is an empty lot.
There's no god that I've got.
Just brutal sun skies.
Scrutinizing...
My owner is annoyed
Windows won't even open
I lay dormant here, stranded in a church parking lot
Jesus won't help me
The ignition clicks, the engine is shot
Maybe it's time to meet that junk pile in the sky
If I had wings, I'd surely learn how to fly
Inside I die.
A slow demise.
A stuttered stop.
My purpose was forgot.
My owners empathy is unwise.
My detriment is no surprise.
The church is an empty lot.
There's no god that I've got.
Just brutal sun skies.
Scrutinizing...
#cars
#disappointment
#loneliness
160 reads
15 Comments
Dodge Swinger
Hey lady, are you going my way?
Hop in, there's nothing more to say
We'll find a spot underneath the moon
Sit back and we'll listen to some tunes
You'll experience the universe & stars
Plastic Jesus on the dash of my car
Jupiter cyclops is waiting for you
I'll push the seat back for you to get a better view
We hit drive through the tail of the comet
I have a bag, in case you need to vomit
Whenever it feels right
Galaxy 500, faster then the speed of light
Hop in, there's nothing more to say
We'll find a spot underneath the moon
Sit back and we'll listen to some tunes
You'll experience the universe & stars
Plastic Jesus on the dash of my car
Jupiter cyclops is waiting for you
I'll push the seat back for you to get a better view
We hit drive through the tail of the comet
I have a bag, in case you need to vomit
Whenever it feels right
Galaxy 500, faster then the speed of light
#cars
#friendship
#rhyming
#ThrillSeeking
#universe
81 reads
3 Comments
Drive Safely
A business executive from Los Angeles, CA hit a homeless man with her car. She then drove home with him still stuck to her windshield. When she was arrested, she denied that she had ignored the man's cries for help for three days. She let him bleed to death in her garage. She did not dispute the fact that her boyfriend had dumped the man's body in a nearby park!
#cars
#fiction
69 reads
12 Comments
Traffic
Traffic
traffic, traffic, traffic,
inconsistent, insistent, prolific
Traffic's a mass, formed by
those taken aback by a crash
as well as those
who clap as both of them pass
the same cars stacked in
horrific pile ups
Where souls, passed away,
float miles up, casting warm shadows
on those who still roam,
doomed to stay torn up,
demons, upon those with feelings ignored
after witnessing such tragic displays of
the horrors of traffic in spades
...
traffic, traffic, traffic,
inconsistent, insistent, prolific
Traffic's a mass, formed by
those taken aback by a crash
as well as those
who clap as both of them pass
the same cars stacked in
horrific pile ups
Where souls, passed away,
float miles up, casting warm shadows
on those who still roam,
doomed to stay torn up,
demons, upon those with feelings ignored
after witnessing such tragic displays of
the horrors of traffic in spades
...
#cars
125 reads
4 Comments
The Boner Garage
#cars
#dirty
#lust
#seductive
#sex
196 reads
2 Comments
Dead guy in the corvette
He shot that dude like it was nothing
I never seen anything like it in my life
He pulled up to the red light
Got out of his car
He walked over to the Corvette and fired three shots into the drivers face
He then calmly returned to his car
He had the music up really loud
Some horrible 10th rate rap from today
Pure shit!
He just wasted that fucker!
Anyway,
The light turned green and he took off
So did everybody else
Except for the dead guy in the Corvette
I never seen anything like it in my life
He pulled up to the red light
Got out of his car
He walked over to the Corvette and fired three shots into the drivers face
He then calmly returned to his car
He had the music up really loud
Some horrible 10th rate rap from today
Pure shit!
He just wasted that fucker!
Anyway,
The light turned green and he took off
So did everybody else
Except for the dead guy in the Corvette
#cars
#fiction
#murder
#satirical
#ShortStory
86 reads
12 Comments
The Many Seated Vehicle Song
Can someone help me?
I need a song that starts off slow
and slowly turns fast
One that grows in tempo
the longer it lasts,
and by the end
has gravitational mass
when it picks up
and the singer gets mad
then the song gets calm again
and it ends
as it started
Like if it was a song about a car
it would start with something simple
like
Someone humming
and strumming a guitar ...
I need a song that starts off slow
and slowly turns fast
One that grows in tempo
the longer it lasts,
and by the end
has gravitational mass
when it picks up
and the singer gets mad
then the song gets calm again
and it ends
as it started
Like if it was a song about a car
it would start with something simple
like
Someone humming
and strumming a guitar ...
#cars
#LifeAsAWriter
#lyrics
#metaphor
#music
168 reads
0 Comments
The Final Curtain (part 2)
Two weeks after my mother's funeral, my father has become much more distant
He's alienating himself from me & the rest of the family
He's becoming a drunk
I've tried to come over and talk with him
He'd tell me to go away, to leave him alone
The few words he would say weren't to pleasant
He wants to take his own life
He's described numerous ways on how he would rid of himself
I told him that if he would like to speak to a psychiatrist, I would go with him
He became agitated and smacked me in the face
He said with anger, "I DON'T NEED A...
He's alienating himself from me & the rest of the family
He's becoming a drunk
I've tried to come over and talk with him
He'd tell me to go away, to leave him alone
The few words he would say weren't to pleasant
He wants to take his own life
He's described numerous ways on how he would rid of himself
I told him that if he would like to speak to a psychiatrist, I would go with him
He became agitated and smacked me in the face
He said with anger, "I DON'T NEED A...
#alcohol
#cars
#death
#father
#fiction
81 reads
4 Comments
Legs
Whistle screams to sound the beginning
of these legs around this roaring place.
Dirt will fly, up to the sky while
the horses shout peeling about.
Dragging the curves from end to end
exhaling dark elements from tail pipes end.
Smacking pavement, clashing metal,
rolling all over this circular shelter.
Winds blow by, swirling between sprinters
shining light under this darkened drive.
Nearing the closing colorful papers wave
the striders past the line of eyes posing.
Screeching halt, legs are doll, ...
of these legs around this roaring place.
Dirt will fly, up to the sky while
the horses shout peeling about.
Dragging the curves from end to end
exhaling dark elements from tail pipes end.
Smacking pavement, clashing metal,
rolling all over this circular shelter.
Winds blow by, swirling between sprinters
shining light under this darkened drive.
Nearing the closing colorful papers wave
the striders past the line of eyes posing.
Screeching halt, legs are doll, ...
#cars
#city
#emotions #sports
#emotions #sports
65 reads
0 Comments
Boneyard
Dirt road reveals the entrance
Splintered words welcome you
Chain links distorted glance
Grass damp with morning dew
Crawling through the boneyard
Where legends are put to rest
Rusty bodies who lived hard
Dusty earth devour’s what’s left
Skeleton of a vintage Mustang
Once cobra jet powered
She went out with a bang
While the competition cowered
Shelby was her fatherly saint
Bucket seats dressed in leather
Factory blue and white paint
Faded by time worn by weather
Fiberglass curves so majestic
Born...
Splintered words welcome you
Chain links distorted glance
Grass damp with morning dew
Crawling through the boneyard
Where legends are put to rest
Rusty bodies who lived hard
Dusty earth devour’s what’s left
Skeleton of a vintage Mustang
Once cobra jet powered
She went out with a bang
While the competition cowered
Shelby was her fatherly saint
Bucket seats dressed in leather
Factory blue and white paint
Faded by time worn by weather
Fiberglass curves so majestic
Born...
#cars
150 reads
12 Comments
Getaway car
#cars
#erotic
#lust #passion
#lust #passion
228 reads
18 Comments
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